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aoishiitake · 2 months ago

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Before Us - Kanade x Mafuyu

Chapter 5: Are...?

note: Copy and pasting this from my wattpad. This was the first fanfiction I ever wrote (started 2022 or so). I know it's bad, you do not need to remind me. I'm posting this here because I want my writing backed up on as many platforms as possible. I write better now, I can assure you of that. Everything in brackets and bold is me commenting on my own shit writing lol. Thanks for reading if you do <3

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Kanade

A few weeks have passed since that uh... yeah you know what I mean! I grabbed my sweats and headed out. Today Ena and Mizuki decided to have some coffee all together, again. I walked on the street making sure I didn't step on any cracks on the floor. How would I talk to Mafuyu after that talk we had on nightcord? This feeling makes my stomach stir. Mafuyu did nothing wrong, and if she does love someone else, fuck it, she's happier with them probably. Plus, it's not like she would leave our friend/music group for that, right? I just ca- and bam, I had walked into a tree, again. I stopped focusing on that and started focusing on getting to that cafe, then bit later, I arrived late as usual.

"hey guys" I mumbled.

"aha there you are K!" Ena exclaimed. "we were waiting for you, ready to order?"

"oh uhm yeah sure!" I added.

We all ordered something off the menu, Ena and Mizuki obviously choosing the most detailed things while Mafuyu and I took something simple. Wait Mafuyu! I almost forgot, was she ok? I glanced at her, noticing some bandages on her arms. Did someone hurt her? Did she have an accident? Suddenly I was stuck my head trying to figure it out. What if she... no... would she?

"Earth to Kanade? Earth to Kanade?" I faintly heard.

"huh what?!" I answered.

"damn Kanade are you ok? You seem to be zoning out more than usual." Mizuki asked concerned.

"uh no no I'm doing fine" I lied. I couldn't tell them that I was thinking about the love of my life.

"Sure.." Ena stared at me.

"Well anyways, me and Ena wanted to...announce something" Mizuki peeped. "Ena and I are..."

"Are..?" Mafuyu questioned.

"officially dating!" Ena announced.

"Hey I was gonna say it!" Mizuki complained.

"You were too slow!" Ena hissed.

"Guys guys calm down, that's great!" I cheered. "When did you guys start dating?"

"After that chat on nightcord we both chatted privately and that somehow lead to us going out the next day" Mizuki explained.

"Then we became tipsy and we kinda just blurted out all our secrets." Ena muttered.

"Haha that makes sense" Mafuyu laughed.

"AHEM" Mizuki said

"Anyways let's get to the point" Ena added to make sure Mizuki didn't murder anyone. "Mizuki and I wanna tell the others from the other sekais about it." Ena exclaimed.

"So we are gonna throw a huge sleepover party in the school sekai since the other sekais are either too loud or don't have much to do" Mizuki added. "And yes I have already texted Saki about it, don't worry Ena"

"Phew that's a relief" Ena exhaled.

"But wait, why did you tell us then?" Mafuyu asked.

"Come on guys, y'all are our girls! Of course we would tell you first." Mizuki cheered.

"Also HOW DID YOU GUYS GET TIPSY?!?!?" I shouted.

"Kanade SHHHH, let's not worry about that now..." Ena replied.

And just like that, Mizuki and Ena were together. We (mostly Ena and Mizuki) planned the party, there was gonna be boardgames, video games and more. Of course, they wanted to have one of those cheesy games like spin the bottle and 7 minutes in heave- wait SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN?!?!?

"Yeah what about it K? You scared?" Ena smirked.

"I am not scared!" I hissed. "Plus I don't even like anyone!"

It was at that moment that Ena and Mizuki looked at me with the 'don't fuck with us' stare and I immediately changed my behaviour. I swear those idiots are scary sometimes...

In the end we just tried to predict who would take whom in the closet for 7 minutes in heaven. Mizuki predicted that Rui would take Tsukasa (trust me I don't know why either). Ena predicted that Emu would take her plush with her as a joke which led to Mizuki and Ena betting on it. Mafuyu said that she thinks Minori would take Haruka and I... honestly don't know. I 100% think that Ena and Mizuki are gonna stay more than 7 minutes in the closet though.

After an hour and a half of planning, we had a 'normal' conversation. Just talking about normal things. But then I realised that this was my chance to ask Mafuyu what happened to her arms, so I asked her

Mafuyu

"Hey Mafuyu, not to be nosy but, what happened to your arm?" Kanade asked concerned.

I snapped back to reality, shit, how was I going to tell her? I mean I kind of did that BECAUSE OF HER...

"Oh uhmm, well" I cut myself off as I felt her holding my arm and examining it. As she held and inspected it I felt butterflies in my chest. Her just holding me gave me a sense of comfort, it was nice.

"So what happened?" Mizuki asked with a worried face.

"I... I'd rather not say." I mumbled.

"Hey Mafuyu, you aren't hurting yourself right?" Kanade questioned as her eyes got bigger.

"I..."

And boom, the tears started to come out. Just a little nudge can make me pop. I feel so stupid. Ena immediately stood up and wrapped her arms around me. Mizuki gave me pats on the shoulder and Kanade looked like she was about to cry as well. I wonder why...

"I'm sorry guys I didn't want to make your announcement turn into my shitty problems" I cried.

"No Mafuyu it was my fault, I should have asked you in a more appropriate time" Kanade exclaimed. "But Mafuyu, if you don't wanna tell us why today, we'll wait, we'll wait 3 years if we have to."

"Exactly! We are here for you Yuki." Mizuki agreed. A few seconds later Ena nodded still comforting me.

Just Kanade saying that made my heart flutter, my face was suddenly very hot and Ena thought I also had a fever and got worried. I assured her that I was fine. They tried to lift my spirits and we all started laughing, these people really know me huh. I thanked them for the support and congratulated the new pair once again. Now it was time to wait for the day of the party to come.

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1920smobboss · 2 years ago

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This upd8 has us go back to a description format, with a really clear narrative voice! HS2 has played around a lot with these, and I think this is more of the same - Vrissy being controlled (albeit surreptitiously, hence the (brackets)) by another voice. She's very insistent on going in this other direction, suggesting it herself and even splitting off from vriska to do so - even though she was so concerned with impressing her 5 minutes ago!

Vrissy is very clearly following the narration text - but vriska is still uncontrollable as ever. She's only given one command (snoop) and as soon as we "become vriska" we switch back to pesterlogs!

I know we can guess that Vrissy split off from vriska because she was offended at the implication of not being real - but she didn't even attempt to argue with vriska or state that she is real! The lack of emotional reaction makes me think this justification is a red herring, and our narrator just wants to split the vriskas up so Vrissy will follow instructions better.

THEORY: the only people we've seen manipulate narration are alt Calliope and Dirk - but with one dead and the other dirkstracted, I think the most likely culprit is... Current Calliope! (And Roxy) I'm unsure why, but I think Calliope and Roxy are using their void/space powers to control Vrissy, perhaps as a part of their Plot Point!

Plus this is sooo Roxy 🐱

TLDR; I think Roxy and Calliope are narratively controlling Vrissy for some reason 🤔

#homestuck #theory #analysis #upd8 #hs2 #let me know if you disagree! i think this theory is absolutely full a holes but i love thinking about it

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getmedown · 2 months ago

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recentlyheardcom · 9 months ago

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How the Lynx rallied to beat the Liberty, win WNBA Finals Game 1

Charlie Creme, ESPN.comOct 10, 2024, 11:45 PM ET Close Charlie Creme projects the women’s NCAA tournament bracket for ESPN.com. Are you not entertained? A four-point play in the final 6 seconds of the fourth quarter. A missed free throw that could have won it in regulation. The first team in WNBA postseason history to win after trailing by 15-plus points with less than 5 minutes to…

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shoppingplanet2024 · 10 months ago

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soundbargeek · 2 years ago

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swiftpolls · 4 months ago

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#swiftpolls #* my polls #* taylor swift #* 5 minute plus bracket #ts polls #polls for swifties #taylor swift #enchanted #evermore #tswift

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cellythefloshie · 2 years ago

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ummm, benn is a bitch to take dunns stick and punch him while he's on the bench. Captain Yanni would never. I know Lars took good care of calming down Vince in the locker room.....as did the Kraken road wifie 😈

This quickly became a very long hockey-stats-based post, so I have put my rant about why Benn is a horrible teammate and captain beneath the read more.

Having watched Yanni play hockey for many years in Tampa before he moved over to the Kraken I wouldn't say he would never BUT he would leave it out on the ice, not on the bench like Benn. Yanni likes to start shit and get under their skin, but I don't think he would be taking another player's stick from the bench.

Lars and Vince seem like such great friends - and Dunn plays with so much passion that I'm sure that Lars has had to learn a few things on how to bring Dunn back down to a calm. And a RW would have to master this so fast, and she would be very good at it.

I said it in 2019, and I have been saying it for years. Benn is an anchor on his team - and not the good kind. Jaime Benn has had 768 (90 in the playoffs) Penalty Minutes in his career. To compare these are the career penalty minutes of some of his teammates. The teammates I selected are In a similar age range. The number in brackets is their playoff penalty minutes)

Seguin - 277 (24)

Marchment - 151 (16)

Pavelski - 438 (82)

Dadonov - 38 (4)

Glendening - 259 (12)

Suter - 733 (58)

And their career playoff stats in comparison. It will be formatted as games played - goal - assists - plus/minus

Benn 75-21-37-+10

Seguin 104-20-37-+12

Marchment 19-6-2- -7

Pavelski 172-69-62-+4

Dadonov 13-4-3-+3

Glendening 32-4-2- -7

Suter 104-6-31- -24

The PK for the Dallas Stars this season was 82% in 2019, 79% in 2020-2022 and 83% this season. Which I would argue is pretty good. As the best in the NHL this season was 87% (BOS). But that means the opponent is scoring the other 17% of the time.

With Benn's 34 penalty minutes this season, assuming each is a 2-minute minor - that would mean taking a goal against 5 times during the season because he took a penalty. If we take that same calculation and apply it to his career penalty minutes of 768 that is 130 goals against total and 15 in the postseason. That is 15 goals that have cost him a game, and even a playoff series. *cough*Against Tampa Bay*cough* - I am a strong believer that he cost Dallas the cup in the bubble with the penalties he took during that series.

It absolutely baffles me that this man has the C when he fails to embody the characteristics I believe a Captain should have on the ice. He does not have to be the best scorer on the team, but he should not be the one that always finds himself in the box either. It would be like giving Tom Wilson the C in Washington.

#celly answers

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racfoam · 3 years ago

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Here you go @inkwardspots the one where Harry and Delphi go to Voldemort Wins 2nd Wizarding War AU. Some background for the scene:

1. Harry and Delphi have been living with Voldy in Slytherin's Mansion (yes, Slytherin had a mansion, let's say Voldy rebuilt the parts which were crushed)

2. They went on a ball to Malfoy Mansion. Which means Voldy is wearing a traditional robe ie suit, cloak, trousers (he's removed his shoes upon returning home though)

3. Harry was feeling choked by the crowd and while Voldy and Delphi like being in the spotlight, Harry does not. Therefore, she ditched it. Plus, Harry and Voldy danced on the ball and Delphi has everyone wrapped around her fingers.

4. POV switches between Voldy and Harry. Voldy's parts are in ( )brackets. Also, Harry is oblivious. Also, I suppose Miscommunication happens because Harry is OBLIVIOUS. Honestly, this scene alone can work for so many Harrymort AUs it's insane.

5. I'm going to Hell. Oh, I am going to HELL.

6. Harry is 27, Delphini is 10, it's been 10 years in the Voldy Wins Universe which means they completely time travelled from good 2008 Everything Went To Shit 2008. Also, Delphini can Apparate bcs Voldy taught her to be able to escape any situation, and she has a wand, too. She is given a lot of free roam in this AU for a ten year old bcs Voldy is protective and spoils her.

This is long:

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BRIEF NO.: #967

DATE: 25th December, 2008

LOCATION: Salazar Slytherin's Library, Lord Voldemort's Mansion, Undisclosed County, British Isles

OCCASION: DARK LORD AND THE YULE BALL

OBJECTIVE(S): Get out of there. Get out of there. Go home. Go home. Where is home? Where is home? Fuck.

ADDITIONAL NOTES: Can't breathe, can't breathe, have to get away. Too many people. His hands on my waist. His hand holding mine. His eyes. Merlin, his eyes. END ADDITIONAL NOTES

Slytherin's library is where Harry goes because any library reminds her of Hermione. She shuts the doors, takes the heels off, wants to rip off the entire dress, but that wouldn't be proper, so she just loosens the lacing of the corset. Merlin, she wants to curse Voldemort for challenging her to wear it. Well, at least she won that game. The heavy pressure releases — maybe Delphini wound it too tight, Godric knows that despite having a knack for fashion, Delphini has no knack for her own strength.

Harry is never going on a party with those two again. She hoped Voldemort would make sure Delphi didn't get into trouble, because Harry is not going back there.

Who is Harry kidding? They're both menaces, Delphini thankfully much more less. Within the next ten minutes Voldemort will probably be Legilimensing everyone to find out where Harry went and organize a search party while Delphini Apparates everywhere she knows Harry likes to go to be alone — “Which sort of defeats the purpose of being alone, Delphi.”

Standing barefoot on the clean, polished floor, Harry rises from the green armchair. She has to hand it to Slytherin, it was a rather cozy place. It would give the grand libraries of the world a run for their money.

Hermione would love this library, though perhaps it was a bit too dark currently for her best friend's tastes. The shelves stretched wide like corridors to hide in, reached as high as the twenty meter stone ceiling. Emerald green curtains hung high off the ceiling of the wall overlooking the front garden, closed over the tall windows framed by ebony wood.

Dammit, Harry misses Hermione. It is an unexplainable ache. Hermione would figure out Voldemort's nice behavioral patterns before Harry could say 'horcrux'.

Harry traced her gaze over a few of the spines of the books and tomes. They smell of that old parchment scent Hermione would love.

“Fascinating, isn’t it?”

Harry jumped at the sound of that voice. The voice she knew intimately. The voice she could never escape, even after she had killed him, even after he was six feet under the ground.

The ghost of him was always with her.

That serpentine hiss, that cold voice of a blast of a December snowstorm.

Now here he is, standing tall, black regal coat embroidered with gold (he always liked gold, even as a boy, and it reminded Harry of a magpie, his tendency to collect shiny objects) and black trousers with a golden belt shaped like a serpent wrapped around his waist, white face, as though he had never died.

Voldemort raises his wrist, waving it lazily. Flames flicker on the glass lamps mounted along on each shelf, wall and along the table. The orange rays cast their glow on him, painting him.

Evil has never looked as ethereal as in that moment.

Harry can see Voldemort is watching her the same way she is watching him. As though he is taking her existence in. Of this Harry, no longer a teenage girl, but a young woman, who had raised a child even when she herself was a child acting to be an adult.

The stare was as creepy as it was ten years ago. As heart-stopping as ten years ago. That single, razor sharp focus. How it makes her heart pound in her breast like a wild lion trying to wrench free — a reaction only his gaze could summon and how Harry hates it.

An amused, welcoming sort of smile graces Voldemort's serpentine features as he asks silkily, “When will you stop running from me, Harry?”

Harry. Not Harriet. Somehow, it is dangerous. Somehow, it means so much more. Like his long fingers around her waist, or curled around her hand as he led her through the waltz.

The memory of it makes her stomach clench.

“I don’t run from you," said Harry, not going to fall for his games. “I came to you in the forest.”

Voldemort hummed nonchalantly, serpentine face neutral, unaffected. Harry didn't care about the fact he understood she was evasive with providing an answer. “Would you have done it if you didn’t have to destroy that precious piece of my soul inside you?”

The Dark Lord was pacing around casually, never removing his scarlet gaze from Harry, while Harry followed his every step — he was in the spotlight of her attention.

Maybe that was the aim.

Bastard.

Voldemort reached the side of the reading table, stopping to Harry's right, a space of twelve feet between them. At once, Harry turned her entire body to face him, not to let a single detail of body language slip her attention.

Not just a bastard. An unfairly tall bastard.

Perhaps he enjoyed setting Harry on edge, enjoyed in the sight of making her tense, enjoyed making her squirm, took pride in it, delighted in it — in the fact no matter how hard she tried to claw him out, he stuck to her like stubborn glue.

“Tell me, Harriet.”

In the intense ruby eyes, Harry can read: Tell me you would have come to me, anyway.

There is no point in lying. She's a bad liar, anyway. “I would.”

(He can't take his eyes off the red ball gown. He wonders whether she wore it for him. Whether it was to mimic the colour of his eyes. Or the Gryffindor pride?)

“To save my friends.”

Voldemort growled. It was something dark, rumbling in his throat.

(Jealousy rumbled like a basilisk within him.)

“And if I hadn’t threatened you with their lives? If I had simply told you to come to me, without any…” he paused, considering the choice of words not to rile her up. (Those wary eyes, still... There was no need for that. He had no intention of harming her. Not anymore.) “Requirements? Were it the two of us alone, with nobody in between us, with no stakes… would you have come to me?”

Harry? Come to Voldemort? Without any bets on the table? Without any stakes? Why would Harry ever go to Voldemort? Harry never wanted to be a part of Voldemort’s life as much as she could help it, but he had cursed her with that the same as he cursed her with the Killing Curse. Why on Earth would she seek out the company of the wizard who she hated and who hated her all the same? Why would Harry go to this man who brought her so much misery, who took her parents away from her as well as her godfather and Lupin and Tonks and Fred and so many of them…

“Why in Merlin’s name would I ever —” snarled Harry, that fire reigniting inside her, lit by him, burning to destroy him.

Voldemort prowled forward, moving fluid like a river, like a slithering basilisk.

Harry cut herself off in exchange to watch him approach. Closer and closer, with each step he took on the polished ebony floor of the library one of the Hogwarts founders built, Harry's heart banged louder and louder, raced faster and faster.

The candles flickered, as though sharing her rabid state.

Voldemort was watching her carefully. Always watching. Before striking.

The pupils in the red irises had dilated, expanded into large circles of black, encompassing the irises, leaving a thin ring of fire. The veins in the blood-covered scleras appeared more pointed than ever.

Harry held her breath as she remembered Hermione’s words. “A human's orbs dilate when they look at something they love.”

But a cat's do, too, Hermione. Before it pounces.

“If I told you I want you?” Voldemort asked, loud and clear, but it could have been a whisper against her collarbone, a warm puff to her lips, a brushing croon over her heart.

It sounded like he sung it, hissed it tenderly. That was how he said it. Like a long forgotten song.

The ice of his voice was somehow melting away into something unexplainable, something spellbinding, rendering Harry’s ears hostage to the sound.

Like they were two supernovas which had exploded, been reborn and met again…

Like they were from an old story, and only he remembered it, while Harry didn’t.

“Why would you want me?” demanded Harry. Before she could stop herself, her gaze sharpened, wishing to curse him, choosing to speak instead. “You're the one who put the scar on my head. You’re the one who keeps seeking me. You always raised your wand first against me, always with the same curse on your tongue. I was always defending myself against you because you attacked me. If I had a choice, I would never want to meet you in my life. I would never go to you if there were no stakes. You took over my life, you selfish, murdering bastard. I hate it. I hate how losing you was like -”

“Losing a limb.” finished Voldemort, his voice overlapping with hers.

Harry's eyes widened. Why would he feel losing Harry was like losing a limb? Wouldn’t he be relieved to get rid of a thorn in his foot? Harry has barely been part of his life. After all, he had lived a longer life.

“A phantom pain.” provided Voldemort slowly, staring down at her. “I knew you were gone, but I kept reaching for you, thinking you were still there.”

Harry was stunned. A moment passed before she found her voice again. The length of Voldemort's shadow reached the length of the floor, touching Harry’s feet.

“Don't act like you wouldn't seek me out even without any 'requirements' or any stakes. You're like a dog searching for a bone.” A melancholy sort of acceptance crosses the emeralds. “You’d never rest until you found me.”

Voldemort breathed a delighted laugh. That wide, spine-shivering smile of revealed white teeth lifted his face and cheeks. “How well you know me, Miss Potter.”

“Believe me, the best thing to happen when the horcrux was destroyed is not getting into your head. It creeped me out."

"Don't be like that, Harry," he purred in a whisper, fluttering the 'r', red eyes gleaming against the torchlights.

Harry took a breath, then exhaled it. The excess tension, the boiling magic.

“You were the spotlight tonight.” said Voldemort suddenly, grabbing her attention. “Many wizards were... curious about you."

(They weren't just curious. They were past the line. They were looking at Harriet, gawking and thinking indecent thoughts like hungry hyenas. Voldemort didn’t like others looking at something which was his. He wanted to rip their eyes out of their sockets and crush their throats with his bare hands. Leave them less than men.)

“I didn’t notice."

“Was your attention focused elsewhere?” Voldemort asked, jaw suddenly clenched, his eyes slowly narrowing, like an irked cat’s.

(Was she looking at another wizard? Did someone strike her fancy? Gather her attention?)

To Delphini so she doesn’t do something stupid like me or something irrational like you.

“Was yours?” Harry asked back calmly, despite her heart pounding harder than a fist against a locked door.

A smile lifted the lipless mouth. The red eyes burned more fiercer than the flames of the torches. “You, my dear Harriet, are the most distracting being in the universe.”

A warmth burned Harry's cheeks.

Those eyes were looking down upon her — a vivid crimson owned singularly by roses. Staring into them was like staring at the eclipse, a glimmering heat and molten burn of a ring of lava. Maybe one day, Harry would go blind. One day, she would be burned alive by those burning roses of his.

It was Harry who broke the silence. She never asked him, even though she knew the answer. “Are you glad you killed me?”

“Yes,” he whispers tenderly, hissing in pleasure. He approaches Harry.

Rather suddenly, Voldemort cups Harry's face in his deadly, large, skeletal palm. The hand and long fingers, strangely gentle — they encompass her entire skull. As though Harry is the planet, and Voldemort the orbit holding her afloat with nothing but the unexplainable power of the universe undiscovered.

The long fingers burrow beneath the untamed waves of her hair, settling in the curtains of it, soft and devoted, the fang-like nails threading through the thickness.

(He is bewitched by the beauty of her, what she has grown to become; he cannot look away, and he has no wish to.)

Almost as an afterthought, he adds as he caresses the back of her head, cradles it, an unbelievable amount of delicate care in the touch. “And no.”

Voldemort has never handled her like this — as though she was a delicate flower. How would Harry know, though? How would she know how he touches people?

The only time he touched her directly was when he touched her scar on the graveyard. In fact, Harry can't recollect a single time Voldemort sought physical touch. Rather, he pushed people roughly away from himself unless he intended to be polite or act he cared.

After all… snakes don’t like to be touched, do they?

But maybe even snakes need a warm touch. Don't snakes seek the warmth they miss? Don’t they bask in it? Don’t they search for the golden, heating glimmers of sunlight?

“Bored without me, your Lordship?” teased Harry, beaming up at him.

Voldemort’s lips curled into a smile, the skin beneath his eyes crinkling; a genuine smile. “As I said, it was rather bland without you, Harriet.”

“Didn’t you want it?” Harry asked, using it as an excuse to break eye contact, feeling something strange tickle her belly at the sight of the humane smile, turning to look around at the large library which put the centuries-old library of London to shame. How can a library be so full, yet feel so empty? “Power?”

“I have power,” he hummed, smirking victoriously, that triumphant grin. He placed his skeletal hand on the mahogany wood of the reading table; it rested there like spiders. His gaze never strayed from hers. “I am the most powerful wizard in the world.”

Harry stepped up to him, fire in the emeralds, refusing to let him win. “Then why, pray tell…”

(How Voldemort missed that fire. How Voldemort missed the heat of Harriet's magic, the diamond light of it. The burn of Harriet's power, standing up and rising to meet him, match him, and perhaps, outmatch him. A sense of excitement swirls in his chest. He has not felt excitement in a decade. Has not felt excitement since the day the girl dropped dead to the floor of the Forbidden Forest and never stirred again. And it is now that girl, who is no longer a girl, but a woman and the most astounding witch he met, that has awakened excitement in his chest again.)

(If beauty had a definition, it would be this woman.)

“...is the most powerful wizard in the world seeing a witch he was supposed to have killed?”

(She’s a vengeful little minx, more fierce than before. Truly, this was not a girl standing before him. This was a witch, a woman, standing before him, ready to burn him at the slightest inclination of hostility. Obsession runs deep, as does desire, for his Harriet.)

(Voldemort wondered when he started thinking of Harriet Potter as his.)

(He desires her. He desires Harriet Potter. Harriet is in his soul, has burrowed herself deep into it without him having a say. Harriet is in his skin, in his veins, Harriet is every longing breath he takes, Harriet is the curl and the burn of his muscles.)

“I want to kill you in entirely different ways.” he whispers in a possessive hiss, stepping forward, the hand which rested on the table settling on her waist, lowering his head, an inch from her lips.

Harry’s fingers twitch to do something. What, she has no idea, no clue. Shove him away? Set him on fire with nothing but her magic? Or ask him to explain? Ask him to clear the fog of confusion he’s cloaked her in like a dementor?

It was always clear cut with Voldemort. Always direct. No questions needed. She was his failure which he wanted to correct. And he had. He’d killed her. Murdered her. They fulfilled the prophecy. Harry died, Voldemort lived, and that was that.

Over. The end.

Except it wasn’t, was it? Not from where Harry comes from. Harry did the impossible. Harry lived twice.

Why was Voldemort not letting go this time? Was he so bored? Was he so bloodthirsty? How many times did he need to murder her, in how many ways, until he is satisfied?

Has he not done enough? Why in all nine hells would he want anything to do with Harry now? All these months in his mansion, spending time with her, buying flower and tree seeds for her and Delphini to plant in the vacant garden, going as far as to join them… without ever raising his wand against Harry...

“Of course you do,” said Harry, chuckling bitterly, feeling a bit insane, a bit melancholy, because she will never get a break from this man. Of course he wanted to kill her. The obsessed, sick bastard. She inched her chin up, proud and unafraid, defiant. “Do it then, Tom. Kill me. Bloody kill me. Give me peace from this warped reality where I’m The Girl Who Died, so I can wake up from this nightmare.”

Voldemort was so close now. His chest pressed against her. She faintly heard the accelerated beat of her heart. Or was that his? It was against her right breast... was it his? It had to be.

Why? Why was Voldemort's heart beating so fast? Why was he not removing one of his hands and unsheathing his wand? No matter... Any time now, Voldemort will do it.

Voldemort's eyes were half-lidded now, and he was getting closer... Harry could make out the shades of the torchlight against his white skin. His breath was growing heavy. It sounded like a beast excited for a meal it waited for a decade.

There was no wand. No green light.

The next thing Harry felt was a lipless mouth on her lips. A gasp burst out Harry's throat in reaction to the sensation, the sound murmuring across her mouth. Her eyes bulged open and wide.

Her heart might as well have exploded, or melted, Harry can't be sure. Whatever happened to her heart, Harry could not say with confidence.

Lord Voldemort had bent down and was kissing Harry, his eyelids shut, serpentine face relaxed.

His unnaturaly long fingers splayed across from her waist to land on her back, pulling her completely against him, pulling a sort of sound from Harry which she never thought capable as the warmth and masculinity of his body, dark magic and dark robes intimately pressed against Harry's own.

Harry wondered whether it was possible to die from a kiss. It was deep, slow, passionate and soft, enveloping and warm.

How could a kiss from someone like Voldemort be the softest kiss Harry has experienced in her life?

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THE MASTERLIST OF H/D SEX FAIR 2020 FANWORKS

View the full list on [AO3] or under the cut below!

( Fanwork posted in chronological order by type )

ART

1. How hard can it be? (Digital Comic, Mature) Summary:

Harry and Draco have to stay over at their friends' places for a few weeks, since the renovation of the Grimmauld Place hadn't been completed by the time they were back from their honeymoon. That creates a slight issue with being intimate but the newlyweds are nothing if not creative...

2. Revelio! (Digital, Teen and Up) Summary:

It's that time of year again for Witch Weekly's annual charity event! By popular demand, this year they have prepared a calendar featuring the sexiest studs in the Wizarding World. Gracing the cover in style, the Hogwarts staff is represented by none other than DADA Professor Harry Potter and Potions Professor Draco Malfoy. Grab one before they're gone! Reserve your copy by owl today!

3. Handling Dragons (Digital, Teen and Up) Summary:

Harry brought over dragons to Hogwarts for a new Triwizard Tournament or for a class. Draco is hopelessly turned on by the resident Professor or Hogwarts Medic. Draco wants his dragon tickled by Harry. Unknown to him, Draco is the only dragon Harry wants to manhandle.

4. I plan on getting very wet. (Digital, Mature) Summary:

When they arrived at their private beach holiday, they didn't expect it to rain all the time. Oh well, boys can still find a way to have fun.

5. The Dragon's Boy (Digital Comic, Explicit) Summary:

Harry is chosen to be the next sacrifice to the dragon, but it turns out this dragon is interested in Harry for entirely different reasons.

6. The Art of Trust (Digital, Mature) Summary:

One piece of rope offers what Harry and Draco seek the most from each other.

7. (Intimidating) Brand New World (Digital Comic, Mature) Summary:

Draco's nervously perusing a sex shop for the first time when he sees a flash of dark hair across the store. He'd know it anywhere, but why is Potter here? And what on earth is in that box he's buying? Years of uptight parenting from his parents have left him woefully lacking in knowledge about his newfound interests. Potter's always been rather uncaring of public opinion, perhaps he could be the one to help Draco figure it all out...

ART & FIC

8. as much a light as a flame (6303, Explicit) Summary:

His mother paints a wolf on his chest, its eyes bracketing his heart, and its muzzle pointed towards his groin. His aunt fills in the spaces around his waist and ribs with symbols he's lost the meaning of in the wash of whatever plant had been mixed in with the steam. They move after her brush leaves his skin, turning from incomprehensible marks to his name to wolf to home to hunt and then back to misunderstanding again.

His legs are painted in patterned bands, starting from his ankles and ending at his upper thighs. His groin is left unmarked, the pale and empty skin meant to leave no doubt of the Claim once he makes it.

9. Starkissed (32631, Explicit) Summary:

“Your tattoos!” The intruder says, boldly stepping over Ron’s chaise and crossing in front of Hermione to get to Harry, eyes wide and hungry. Harry immediately sits up, pulling the towel draped across the back of his chair down over his shoulders. “No! Don’t cover them. They’re beautiful.” Harry hopes an indulgent trip abroad will help shake him out of the doldrums of his life. What he finds once he gets to Venice is more than he ever expected.

PODFIC

10. Infuse With Affection, Enchant With Love by bafflinghaze (1.5 Hours, Teen and Up) Summary:

It starts with Draco making protective pendants for himself, his parents, and his friends, after the war. Something that would watch their backs—and their fronts—as people spat on them in the streets and hexed them in the alleyways. Draco gets better at it, does a course on it, and takes enough commissions for charmed jewellery that he eventually opens his own shop.

But Harry doesn’t know any of this. So when he sees Malfoy in a shop of charmed necklaces, he immediately tries his best to uncover Malfoy’s machinations.

11. Things Worth Paying For (1.5 Hours, Explicit) Summary:

After leaving post-war Britain for Paris, Draco is finally happy, with friends and a job he loves, But then his newest client turns out to be Harry Potter, and everything changes.

FIC

12. Three Wishes (10161, Explicit) Summary:

Draco meets his fairy godmother and is granted three wishes. Unfortunately, they all keep coming back to the same thing.

********** Pop!

"Oh, wow," Vince says, and is that sarcasm Draco hears? "I never saw that coming."

"What?" Draco opens his eyes. He's prepared for the theatrics of the puffs of smoke—Vince, despite the sudden career change, was never blessed with an overactive imagination—but what he was not prepared for was the sight of Harry Potter, bare-chested and dressed in arseless chaps, his hands bound and mouth wrapped around a ball gag while lying face down on Draco's sofa.

13. H.A.G.S. (Hogwarts Alliance for Gender and Sexuality) (9517, Explicit) Summary:

When Hermione decides Hogwarts needs a LGBTQIA+ club, of course Ron and Harry are roped into helping. After a rocky start, Harry begins seeing the club as an opportunity to educate students and celebrate diversity and sexuality at Hogwarts. He also starts seeing it as an opportunity to snog Draco Malfoy.

14. You Don't Know Me (Like You Used To) (33106, Explicit) Summary:

"Buy me a drink as compensation for maiming me?" he asks.

"And why the hell would I do that?" It’s a perfectly valid question. A drink invitation from Harry Potter is about as likely of a scenario as me streaking down Piccadilly in broad daylight. Consider me completely thrown off.

Sometimes it only takes a week to change everything. The story of how twenty-five-year-old Draco Malfoy hit one Harry Potter with a door and knocked both of their lives into somewhere entirely new.

15. the best treasure is up Harry’s arse (2891, Explicit) Summary:

Harry and Draco probably had a tumultuous time getting together, filled with angst and denial and pining and brooding. However, this is not that story. Here, Draco makes Harry come (more than once).

16. Breakin' the Rules (3146, Teen and Up) Summary:

Harry and Draco are Auror partners. They're in a relationship that they've been forced to keep secret due to relationships between Aurors being forbidden. Harry is okay with this, as he hasn't come out to anyone other than Draco, but after a mission goes awry, their relationship is exposed.

17. The HogShagMan (31685, Mature) Summary:

Professor Potter is called upon to teach the first-ever official course on Magical Sexual Relations at Hogwarts and, in the process, must navigate the pitfalls of relationship-building, the nefarious schemings of those entrusted with school funding, and the uneven tempers of his boss and several co-workers. Clearly, only ‘the’ Harry Potter can pull it all off.

18. Let's not wait for France (17714, Teen and Up) Summary:

All Harry had wanted from his Eighth year at Hogwarts was a little peace and a little privacy but, from the moment that he stepped onto Platform 9 3/4, it was obvious that nothing was ever going to be that easy.

An accidental bond with Malfoy that resulted in them having to stay together at all times was the final straw.

Things couldn't be worse. So much to a quiet year in Hogwarts.

19. Take All That You See (19666, Teen and Up) Summary:

Draco Malfoy has only two goals for his eighth year are Hogwarts: 1) stay as invisible as possible, and 2) get enough NEWTs to be accepted at a university abroad and get the hell out of the UK. Everything is going according to plan until he is unceremoniously outed by the Daily Prophet and subsequently disowned.

Finding himself the unexpected focus of unwanted attention and harassment, he is suddenly dependent on the good will and protection of the last people he would have expected — Harry Potter and his gang of do-gooder Gryffindors (plus Luna Lovegood). With his world turned upside down, how will Draco make it through the rest of the year? And worse still, as he grows closer and closer to Harry, how will he get out with his heart intact?

20. True Children Still (34240, Explicit) Summary:

After years of dancing around each other, Draco and Harry have finally begun to date, though they're taking things slow. They've got enough to figure out as it is, and the last thing Harry needs is an unexpected introduction to desires he's not quite ready to face.

21. Asking For A Friend? (13734, Explicit) Summary:

Asking for a friend? Don't be shy! I'm Genna Russ with advice! Draco Malfoy, drag queen and agony aunt for the Daily Prophet, is very happy with his life. He loves his job. He loves his drag queen persona. And he loves the fact that the wider Wizarding world doesn't know who is offering them sassy advice with their morning news.

When he starts receiving letters from one Harry Potter – letters that are too racy to publish – he does the only thing he can do: he replies. His carefully constructed secret life is at risk of being blown wide open, but he just can't help himself. Draco never did have any self-control where the Prat Who Lived was concerned.

22. All I Have to Do (9575, Explicit) Summary:

The Patented Daydream Charm (Adult Edition) allows you to enter a top-quality, highly realistic thirty-minute sexual fantasy. Solitude and privacy spells advised.

Or: Draco finally has some alone time; Harry just needs to nip in for a book.

23. Take My Wonder (3949, Explicit) Summary:

Harry Potter is the author of very well-written children's text books. Joshua Starkweather is the author of not-so-well-written erotic fiction. Only one person knows that they are one and the same.

24. (There Is Nothing) More Than This (5431, Explicit) Summary:

Harry Potter returns home past midnight, distressed and anxious about the multiple murder case that he is leading. His husband Draco looks after him, comforting Harry with his hands, his mouth and his unwavering love.

25. the space between (what you want and what you need) (13601, Mature) Summary:

As a specialist Healer in dark magic, Draco has had his fair share of difficult cases and awkward patients. Still, nothing has prepared him for a curse-paralysed Harry Potter.

26. Walk in the sun (18233, Explicit) Summary:

Harry is perfectly content with the life he built for himself; simple and private, it helps him heal the wounds from the war. He then accepts to go out with one of Neville’s acquaintances, never expecting that decision would bring him back to his obsession for Draco Malfoy.

“That was his cue. Had Harry stopped to think about his situation, he could have left. Malfoy was nibbling at his neck, he had his hand down his pants. All things considered, a disaster incoming. And yet, his feet still refused to move. After all, he was not the stop-to-think-of-consequences kind of guy.”

(Features drunken confessions, bathrooms, a lot of smut, sexy pictures, panties, cats and only one bed)

27. You Need to Just Do Whatever You Want (7998, General) Summary:

Draco's confused when he receives a manual explaining his magical inheritance. Being a veela would be good (at least he would be prettier), and a vampire would have been fine (another excuse to hide himself in the Manor). But a descendant of the God of Love, complete with arrows and a love quota? Now that's just bonkers.

A story in which Draco is Cupid (sort of).

28. Under my Skin (8258, Explicit) Summary:

One year after the war and after Hogwarts restorations, Harry is back at school to finally finish his education. He wasn't expecting McGonagall to assign him to protect Draco Malfoy, in case he was bullied during the classes. Although really just wants to relax on his last year in Hogwarts, he'd seen how Draco had changed at the trials. He knew being around him would be easy enough... Wouldn't it?

29. Glory, glory! (16898, Explicit) Summary:

It's 2005 and Harry has recently purchased a new mobile phone so he can easily keep in touch with his friends. Little did he know that the Muggle technology would lead him down a path of self discovery and safe exploration that would lead him into the soft recesses of the last person he ever expected. As it turns out, very good things can be found in the dark.

30. Husbandly Duties (2108, Explicit) Summary:

Draco and Harry leave their wedding after-party early for some quality one-on-one time.

31. Sex, Relationships & Love (3873, Mature) Summary:

Draco Malfoy runs an anonymous sex advice column in the Witch Weekly magazine and gets hundreds of letters asking him for advice on sex, love and relationships. How was he to know that the advice he had given in response to one of those letters would result in Harry Potter showing up at his flat at 6 in the morning?

32. Disparate (6022, Teen and Up) Summary:

Ever since he went to Hogwarts, Draco realized that he wasn't quite the same as the others.

Or: Draco Malfoy over the years as he tries to understand and accept his sexuality.

33. Silver Scales in Pools of Green (26603, Explicit) Summary:

Draco is one of the last sirens of the seas, who escaped to the human world looking for friendship and food, but captivity found him instead. For seven years, he's gotten used to his life as human entertainment, and prides himself in his ability to make humans fall in step to his song.

That is, until everything falls apart when he has an audience with green eyes...

34. It's So Hard (9170, Explicit) Summary:

Draco has posed for some interesting photos, and it is currently making things very... hard for Harry.

35. On Your Shore (35113, Mature) Summary:

Clearing out a remote house full of cursed collectibles in the Outer Hebrides? Not a problem for an experienced curse breaker like Harry Potter. Spending a week with the straight, happily-married man that he’s starting to have feelings for? And sharing a bed with him at night? Surely Harry can handle that, too. But both the house and Draco Malfoy have secrets to uncover, and Harry might be in deeper water than he thought.

36. A Little Less Broken (6417, Mature) Summary:

After the war Draco thought he would never feel again. But a mix of revenge gone wrong and Harry Potter, might help him to feel just a little less broken.

37. Always (20147, Explicit) Summary:

In which Draco is the (in)famous erotica writer H.J. Belladonna, writing successful scandalous novel after successful scandalous novel and hiding his true identity, and Harry is questioning his sexuality after reading one of Belladonna’s books. Until ten years after the war their paths cross again, and Harry doesn’t only question his sexuality, but also the meaning of his obsession with Draco Malfoy.

“You look like something my cat dragged in,“ Blaise said from the sofa. Draco’s sofa, in Draco’s tiny flat. “You don’t have a cat, because you’re too vain, Blaise. A cat would get hair all over your expensive clothes,“ Draco replied and then ignored Blaise in favor of going into the kitchen to get some hot sweet tea into his system. Maybe that would make his day better, even if it had just started and the potential for disaster was high. Blaise followed him. “I’ll take one too.“ “You can’t use my home as your personal hotel, Blaise,“ Draco said, but he was already grabbing two cups out of the cupboard. He was too tired to use magic, after writing the whole night, he felt like all the magic had been absorbed by his parchment. Some of his sanity maybe too.

38. Absurd. (3773, Explicit) Summary:

When Draco discovers a kink that Harry's been hiding from him, he has no choice but to explore said kink, right? Right.

39. For Want Of Five Minutes (And a Locked Door) (4333, Mature) Summary:

It’s hard enough to get five minutes to yourself in a house of five kids, nevermind getting five minutes with your boyfriend for anything else.

40. Let Out the Beast (9649, Explicit) Summary:

In the wizarding world where alphas are looked down upon for their lack of control and unseemly aggression, it is generally accepted that they are not allowed to work in places like schools and hospitals where their nature could risk the people there. When Draco Malfoy suddenly shows up at Hogwarts smelling strongly like an alpha, Harry is beyond baffled. The fact that no one else seems to catch his scent only adds to his confusion. But, of course, the most puzzling part is how Harry’s body reacts to that scent.

41. Flowers, Dildos and Other Courtship Gifts (15853, Teen and Up) Summary:

Harry Potter is the Ministry's star auror trainee, and Draco Malfoy is the cute florist in Diagon Alley who Harry stares at through the window during lunch breaks and leaves. That's all they are and all they would ever be. (Really.) Until Harry accidentally mails Draco an autumn themed dildo (among others). Cue: bad planning, owl kidnapping, and flangst.

Or two emotional gay disasters fall in love in the middle of autumn.

42. he touched me, so I live to know (4729, Mature) Summary:

Five times Harry Potter is unsure about touching someone and one time he isn’t.

43. cut my name into your lip (6321, Explicit) Summary:

Harry can't take it anymore. Seriously. If Malfoy chews on the end of his quill/licks his spoon/sucks on the papercut on his finger one more time, Harry's going to put an end to it.

44. Realities, Unfurling (45487, Mature) Summary:

Draco Malfoy is released from Azkaban into a changed world.

45. The Delicate Balance of Light and Shade (13288, Explicit) Summary:

With the war finally over, Harry tries to find his own path in a world where he is free to make his own choice. On a holiday in France, he unexpectedly falls in love with art and painting. Returning to Hogwarts to help rebuild it, he is paired up with Draco Malfoy to restore the Room of Requirement - and unexpectedly falls in love with Draco. When the rebuilding efforts are done, Harry disappears.

Years later, Draco goes to Muggle London at Pansy's suggestion to visit an art gallery. The name of the Muggle artist is unknown to Draco, but the subject of the erotic paintings is shockingly familiar: it's Draco himself. It's time to confront the past and make some long-due confessions.

46. Tonight's the Night (Gonna Be Alright) (9181, Explicit) Summary:

Sex is hard to come by when you're 40 and have kids.

Or: Five times Harry and Draco tried and failed to have sex and one time they were successful.

47. The Spoiling of Sex From Enthusiastic Ignorance (6079, Explicit) Summary:

Draco is going to lose his virginity, so help him god, and he's going to lose it to one Harry Potter. Why? Because of his big cock, his status as The Top Five Quidditch Players in England, and Witch Weekly's Most-Eligible Bachelor for eight years straight. At least that's what he tells himself. Too bad first times rarely go as one plans, and now Harry is looking miserable and Draco doesn’t understand why.

48. you killed me on the moon (4906, Explicit) Summary:

'You barely know me. We do not know each other.’

‘Beyond this overwhelming need to submit to you, completely and utterly?’ Potter raises his eyebrows, stretching his scar. ‘Beyond this bone-deep awareness that you are made for me, and I for you? That our destiny was written in the stars, in the very foundation of our known world?’

An A/B/O Royalty!AU wherein a desperate Slytherin prince faces a proposal from the conquering Gryffindor king.

49. i just want your extra time and your... (9058, Explicit) Summary:

Ron should know better than to speak Latin in a magical library. If he’d just left well enough alone, instead of trying to badger Malfoy for the details of his newest novel, Harry wouldn’t have to listen to all of this chatter about how bloody decent Malfoy is, and he wouldn’t be dealing with all of these...feelings. Really, it’s all Ron’s fault that Harry’s mind is stuck on Malfoy like this again.

50. The Kisses Don’t Count, If No One Else Knows (41492, Explicit) Summary:

Minister for Magic Harry Potter does not love his job. The one bright point in his life is his secret relationship with Quidditch Super Star Draco Malfoy. When they're 'outed' by a peeping tom with a camera, Harry has to decide what's really important.

51. You Do Your Body Work, I Feel My Pulse Working Overtime (1627, Explicit) Summary:

Harry did not have an addiction to watching Draco masturbate on camera. He could stop any time he wanted to. Really.

52. Right Romantic Setting (6266, Explicit) Summary:

On the twelfth day of their romantic relationship, Draco and Harry take Albus, Scorpius and Rose on a weekend trip to Muggle London that Ron and Hermione were supposed to lead. At the fully-booked hotel where they'll be staying for the night, they're surprised to discover that their rather plain room has only one bed. It's definitely not the right romantic setting for their first night together but, as Draco comes to realise, there's good in taking things slow.

53. Portrait of a Marriage (130627, Mature) Summary:

Harry didn't want to marry Malfoy, he really didn't, but he also does want this house and Malfoy looked so smug and well - now they are married, and the house still doesn't like him, and Malfoy only looks more smug.

Draco didn't want to marry Potter, he really didn't, but he also does want this house and he never seems to be capable of escaping Potter anyway, so if he is already doomed to being married off he might as well decide for himself what he is worth, sign the papers and ignore everything wrong with that plan until physically no longer possible.

54. Regardless of desire, life hands you who you are (29803, Explicit) Summary:

When Draco finds himself wrongly accused – of course it's Potter who swoops in to save the day. Isn't it always Potter?

#hd sex fair #Draco Malfoy #Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter #Harry Potter #drarry fic #drarry art #drarry podfic #drarry recs

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humandiversity4 · 3 years ago

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AGE - AGEISM IN THE FASHION INDUSTRY

HOW OLD IS TOO OLD?

The pressure women face to defy ageing is a subject I’ve spoken about many times in the past. While our male contemporaries are viewed as distinguished and wise, women are subject to the double whammy of ageism and sexism. With one or two exceptions, female broadcasters and more generally women on TV and in the movies, are allowed to grow old as long as they look a certain way. Tweaked to take the years off, old but not too old. And when we’re ‘grey and stout’ rather than being valued for our experience and wisdom, we’re simply replaced by a younger model.

In a recent report entitled Retiring Ageism, SunLife (a financial services company for the over-50s) claimed that ‘ageism is everywhere’ and stated that ‘78% of Brits over-50 said they haven’t seen an accurate representation of their age bracket from companies or celebrities in the past year.’ And ‘56% feel most misrepresented by the fashion industry.’ Yikes.

It’s no secret that fashion labels tend to prioritise youthful aspiration over a realistic depiction of what their customer actually looks like. Up until quite recently, older women were pretty much absent from advertising despite the 50-plus market being responsible for 51% of the UK’s total wealth and the largest growth area for fashion expenditure. Between 2011 and 2018, there was a £2.9 bn (21%) growth in spending on clothes and shoes by the over-50s; set to increase by £11bn from 2019- 2040 according to the International Longevity Centre. Say hello to the Power of the Silver Spend, the Grey and Stout Pound, or whatever you want to call it. Brands who are honest with themselves about who their target customer actually is, that use relevant and realistic models – and provide us with good quality basics – are going to reap the rewards.

Fashion should include everyone. Women of all ages, sizes, ethnicities, women with disabilities, non-binary women. The landscape has changed but diversity isn’t a fad or a hashtag. One older woman on a website (or a catwalk) is not enough.

HARVARD REFERENCE

Alyson Walsh. (2020). Is The Fashion Industry Ageist?. [Online]. That’s Not My Age. Last Updated: 5 October 2020. [Accessed 19 September 2022].

HOW YOUNG IS TOO YOUNG?

Living a life many young girls around the world dream of, Sofia Mechetner is opening the Paris fashion show of one of the world's most famous labels, Dior. She is 14 years old, an age some feel is too young to be working in a cutthroat industry.

"I feel ready and I am not alone, I am being looked after, closely," the Israeli model said. "They are treating me really nicely here ... They help me. So the fact that I am 14 years old is not really an issue."

Mechetner, who used to help her mother clean houses to make ends meet, was catapulted into the limelight in July when she opened Dior's haute couture show wearing a sheer white dress.Her appearance drew criticism and stirred the debate on where to draw the age line in fashion, an industry often criticised for using skinny models. "Before she started with Dior, she was cleaning houses with her mother. So if she is not too young to clean houses, I don't think she is too young to walk on a show," Mechetner's agent Rotem Gur said.

The use of young models in fashion is not new. Kate Moss was scouted at 14 while Naomi Campbell was 15. However there have been industry moves to make changes, notably during the biannual catwalk shows. Designers contracted to London Fashion Week must use models aged 16 or over. New York has similar age guidelines.

HARVARD REFERENCE

Reuters. (2015). Too Young?. [Online]. Fashion Network. Last Updated: 8 October 2015. Available at: https://ww.fashionnetwork.com/news/Too-young-teenage-model-spurs-age-debate-in-fashion,580520.html [Accessed 19 September 2022].

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everybodyscupoftea · 5 years ago

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fbgm (fuck bitches get money)

pike jj x reader (plus: cody and tyler)

five times you text cody and tyler plus one time they text you

this is the origin story of you meeting cody and tyler + getting to know them, all taking place over the span of freshman year

(warnings: cursing)

One

You and JJ had been in the library for over 12 hours and were running on coffee and protein bars. He was laying on his back, laptop on his chest, asleep, and you were on your stomach, flipping through your highlighted notes to find the exact quote you wanted to use in your paper.

His stomach growled loudly and jolted him awake with a groan. Shoving his laptop to the side, JJ stretched before saying, “We need actual food. I can call some friends to bring us some Jimmy John’s if you’re down.”

“Fuck, that sounds fantastic right now.”

“Sweet. I’ll add you to our group message and you can send your order.”

Your body went cold for a second, “Wait, what? Why can’t I just type in your phone.”

“I need to look at the menu, just send them yourself.”

Mouth gaping for a few seconds, you protested, “I don’t know your friends. Isn’t that weird?”

“Nah, they’re cool dudes,” he reassured just as texts starting pouring onto your screen.

Maybank who the fuck is this number

Oh is it the hot girl from your English class. Right on dude

Dumbass she can fucking see this.

JJ we can just add whoever we want whenever now

Shut the fuck up and be nice, you’re the reason we don’t have any girl friends

Speak for yourself dickhead

JJ gave you an apologetic smile and said, “Well, at least you can order your food now.”

You sighed and typed your order out, thumb hesitating over the send button. Looking over at him, you asked, “Can you send something first, I feel weird.”

He gave you a look, “Dude, just send it.” So you did.

When the boys showed up thirty minutes later with the food, you could’ve kissed one of them from how hungry you were. The taller one dropped down next to you and held his fist up, “Nice to meet you officially, I’m Cody.”

You bumped it and the other guy handed you the food, “I’m Tyler, your savior, because Cody managed to misread your order, but I made sure they got it right.”

“Nice to meet you guys, thanks for the food.”

You thought they’d leave, but they stayed, fucking around on their phones for a while until JJ got up to leave. They all bid you goodbye and Cody winked, “Text me anytime.”

Two

JJ was driving the two of you to a basketball game and he swore under his breath. You looked up from your phone as he dug through his wallet. After a few seconds, the light turned green, and he told you, “Hey, text Cody and Tyler and tell them to bring me my Student ID please.”

“You text them,” you said, not really wanting to. You’d had the message on mute because they sent a lot, and you never had anything to add, so you left it alone. You didn’t really want to open it and see what they’d been talking about.

He gave you an exasperated look at the next red light, “I’m driving, plus you have their numbers.”

“Yeah, but I don’t know them.”

“And whose fault is that? That’s why were all going to hang out at the game.”

You sighed and sent it, not happily by any means.

Can someone grab JJ’s ID out of his booksack

Sure thing, tell him he owes me a milkshake for having to climb the fucking stairs

His phone lit up and he nodded, “See, not so bad was it?”

JJ told you Tyler was a huge basketball fan (specifically the Sixers), and he had Opinions on your school’s team. He bounced over to you when they parked next to JJ, “I hear you’re a basketball girl.”

“Something like that,” you huffed out a laugh.

“Look, neither of those chumps respect it, and I need you to know that we will be doing March Madness brackets this year.”

“Brackets are fun,” you agreed, “can’t wait to wipe the floor with you.”

“Oh, you’re looking to get beat, huh?”

“I never lose,” you told him confidently.

He smirked, “We’ll see about that one. I don’t know who you’ve been playing, but you’ve got competition this year.”

The game was fun. Normally you’d have sat next to JJ, but Tyler let you sit on the end and sat on the other side. He talked your ear off about player stats and made jokes about the other players which had you laughing hard enough to get JJ’s attention. JJ leaned around Tyler to ask, “You good over there?”

“Better than Notre Dame, that’s for damn sure.”

“Oh shit!” Tyler said, giving you a fist bump. JJ winked at you and you felt a lot better after the game, finally feeling like you could get to know at least one of those guys.

The next basketball game you went to was with Tyler. He wanted to go see the Duke versus UNC game, and the two of you got there early waiting in line with your student ID’s to get a bracelet and get in. Tyler was wearing a t-shirt with “In Zion We Trust” written across the chest, and he was Hyped.

“Take a picture with me so I can put it on twitter. I need Zion to follow me before he gets drafted.”

You agreed with a laugh and he handed his phone to the person standing behind y’all to take the picture. It came out nice. He smiled at it, “Sweet. Now I’ve got the pretty girl trap to get that athlete follow. You’re a great wingman.”

“Thanks,” you deadpanned.

He smiled, “Feels good to have a basketball friend. We’re going to have to drive to Charlotte when the Sixers come to town.”

Three

You slumped over on your bed and JJ looked over at you, “What’s wrong now?”

“I’m fucked. This stupid fucking theatre class. I didn’t buy the book and now I need it and I don’t know anyone in that class and I can’t afford it all in one sitting.”

JJ furrowed his eyebrows, “Wait, Intro to Theatre?”

“Yeah, do you have the book?” you asked hopefully.

He shook his head, “No, sorry, but isn’t Cody in your class?”

“What?”

“Yeah, if it’s Tuesday and Thursday at 9:30 Cody is in that class.”

You searched your memory, trying to remember seeing him at any point in the semester. He could’ve definitely set at the top and you wouldn’t know because you always sat about halfway up, not wanting to climb all those stairs to the top of the auditorium.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen him there.”

JJ snorted, “Okay well I never said he actually went to class. Text him though, because I’m sure he’d be down split textbook costs and just share the e-book.”

“Can you do it?”

“You’re an adult. Plus, you’ve sent stuff in the group, I thought you were okay now?”

“I was drunk!”

“Text the group if you aren’t comfortable enough to text Cody separately. Your grade is more important than your strange aversion to texting my friends.”

You rolled your eyes, but he was right.

Cody are you in theatre 161 on Tuesday and Thursday morning?

Yeah ugh pls don’t bring it up

Did you get the textbook?

Okay I guess we’re bringing it up…no I did not

We have questions from the end of chapter 5 due online, do you wanna just split the book for the rest of the semester? Rent it online or something?

Wait we have homework in that class

JJ laughed loudly where he was reading the conversation next to you and you sighed, trying to not throw your phone across the room. You looked at JJ, “Your friends are idiots.”

“Careful, bud, you sound a little fond.”

We have homework every week and a quiz every other week…

Oh fuck, you think it’s too late for me to come back from this?

I think there’s a bonus essay for 30 points which might help some?

Let’s split the book.

Venmo me.

You rented the book and sent him a link before settling down to do your own homework, and you felt better about reaching out if you needed homework help again.

It didn’t really come up between the two of you again until he texted you one Wednesday afternoon out of the blue asking what night you were going to see Arcadia for class. You had a ticket for the Friday night showing, and after about 30 minutes, he texted you again that he’d cancelled his plans and gotten one too.

The two of you met for dinner and walked to the theater near the caf together. He was talkative, “I did some research on this play and I actually read the chapter on how to take notes on plays, so I have my tiny notebook and I’m ready.”

“I saw Arcadia with my sister a while back, so I kind of know what’s going on, and I can help if you need,” you said, holding your own tiny notebook.

“For sure. Might should get together to write our papers, that’s going to be what fucks me. If you don’t mind meeting tomorrow at 11, I’ll bring coffee and we’ll knock it out.”

“Sounds great.”

You weren’t sure how good of a theatre buddy Cody was going to be, but you clearly underestimated him. He laughed at the right time, turned his phone off and not just on silent, and didn’t even get up once besides during intermission.

Cody walked you back to your dorm at midnight, when it finally ended, and before you could get inside called out, “Text me your coffee order for tomorrow, I’ll run by Dunkin.”

Four

JJ said he might be at his dorm when you got there, but when you texted him to come let you up, you got no answer. After pacing a few minutes outside, you decided it was too cold for that shit, so you bit the bullet and texted in the group.

I’m supposed to meet JJ, can anyone let me in the dorm?

It didn’t take long for someone to get back to you. Tyler responded after a few seconds.

Fuck dude, are you outside? I’m coming down.

You were practically shivering when he shoved the door open, and he pulled you inside. The RA sitting at the desk didn’t even look up when the two of you passed and he shook his head, “Man, where the fuck is Maybank?”

“Not sure, was going to ask you the same question.”

Tyler swiped to unlock the door and you saw Cody coming out of the toilet area. He brightened, “Yo, long time no see. What are you doing here?”

“Supposed to be hanging out with JJ tonight,” you muttered, checking your phone again.

Cody shrugged, “Come watch Great British Baking Show with me and Tyler. We have popcorn.”

It was warm and you liked GBBS, so you nodded and kicked your shoes off to follow them into their room. JJ didn’t get back for another hour, and by the time he got there, the three of you had ordered pizzas, started another episode, and were laying on Cody’s bed which was closest to the TV.

JJ stood in the doorway, “What’s going on guys?”

“Where have you been?” Tyler asked, tone accusatory.

“I-“ JJ was caught off guard, “got some dinner with friends.”

“Good thing we ordered pizza then,” you laughed, not too upset that he’d forgotten. JJ had the tendency to do shit like that.

“Fuck,” JJ sighed, “I’m so sorry.”

“All good. Glad your roommates are ten times more clutch than you.”

JJ rolled his eyes as the other boys preened and held their fists out for you to bump.

Five

Changing a flat tire isn’t that hard. Changing a flat tire and realizing halfway through that you don’t have a spare is hard. You could’ve fucking cried looking at the empty compartment that the spare usually sat, and you almost did, but last minute pulled your phone out to text the boys.

Anyone free for the next like 45 minutes to an hour to take me to get a spare tire

Before you could send anything else.

Jk we’ll come get you

So, you decided to sit on the curb and wait. Tyler’s truck pulled up and you hopped up, grabbing your wallet and keys. Cody hopped out the other side, put the tire in the tailgate, and climbed in the back, leaving the front open for you.

Tyler cranked up the music as soon as you shut the door and tore out of the parking lot before you could even buckle up. You thought Cody was being nice letting you get the passenger seat, but you later found out he just wanted to sit behind Tyler because, “The driver always protects his side first.”

You held on to the door as he whipped into the AutoZone parking lot and got out of the car as fast as possible as soon as he parked. Cody was laughing as you sagged against the car, head spinning, and he clapped a hand down on your shoulder, “Bet you wish you’d have just taken an uber.”

“I wish JJ had answered my text.”

Cody and Tyler followed you into the store to ask someone to repair your tire. Tyler leaned against the counter next to you and Cody scrolled through something on his phone while you talked to the guy who clearly wasn’t taking you very seriously.

You huffed, getting Tyler’s attention, and he looked up from his hands, “What’s up?”

Before you could say anything, the man cut in, “I don’t think she knows what she wants.”

Tyler furrowed his eyebrows and nudged Cody before responding, “What do you mean?”

“She just needs to get a new tire.”

“We brought the tire, just look at it because she thinks it can be repaired,” Tyler defended, crossing his arms.

Cody moved to stand on the other side of you, “Why can’t you just look at it?”

“If you buy a new tire, we’ll send someone back to your car with you to put it on.”

“I can put it on myself,” you responded indignantly.

Tyler squeezed your shoulder, “I can’t change a tire, but she can. Show some respect and just give her what she’s asking for, man.”

The worker rolled his eyes but did as Tyler said, and your heart swelled a little bit with fondness at these two guys who you didn’t know all that well standing up for you. Throwing your arms over their shoulders, you squeezed them closer, “My heroes.”

Cody shrugged, “Now we know who to call if we need a tire changed.”

Plus One

You slept in one Saturday, finally happy to be through with a busy week, and when you woke up had over 50 texts from Cody and Tyler asking to come to their dorm to help them make a cake for JJ’s birthday. Cody was the last to text, so you responded to him.

Give me like ten mins to get dressed and I’ll come to your dorm.

Oh thank fuck you’re alive!

I wasn’t dead, I’m just tired.

Wake up sweetheart, busy day today

The boys had a recipe and the ingredients all spread out when you got there and the three of you took control of the dorm building’s kitchen on the first floor. Tyler pulled up some music and sat on the counter, content to watch you and Cody do the work.

It went relatively smoothly. Cody almost fucked it up by grabbing the salt instead of the sugar, and the tablespoon instead of the teaspoon, but you got it in the oven without too much extra struggle. Tyler made grabby hands at one of the spoons and you rolled your eyes but handed it to him anyway.

“Thanks, you’re the best. Better than Maybank,” Tyler told you before licking the spoon.

“I know I’m the best, but thanks for reminding me.”

Cody made a noise, “Oh, we’ve been discussing group chat names and we’ve narrowed it down to a few. It’s your pick.”

“Lay ‘em on me,” you told them, moving to sit on the cabinet next to Tyler.

“Fuck bitches get money, AutoZone annihilators, and Greek gods.”

“Oh my god, Greek gods? Think much of yourself, do you?” you asked between laughs.

Tyler rolled his eyes, “You know we mean because Greek life.”

“I know, but still. I like fuck bitches get money.”

Cody cheered, “Fuck yeah, my choice!” and changed the name immediately.

The timer went off and Cody reached down to pull the cake out. Tyler gathered up all the utensils and ingredients and followed Cody out of the kitchen. He cheered, “Come on bitches, let’s go wake up the princess!”

#jj maybank #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank x you #frat!jj #pike!jj #outer banks #outer banks fic #jj maybank fic

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