#I have enthousiastically said yes

[thebusylilbee]

a (white) friend with which I have never discussed the situation in Palestine spontaneously invited me to go to an event in support of palestinian victims this week end. it's reassuring to know she is genuinely a kind and compassionate person and also that she sees me as one as well

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

𝐆𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 • 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐜

SUMMARY: Charles and your son buy you a meaningful gift for your birthday

Genre: fluff

Warning: none

Pairing: Charles leclerc x reader, dad! Charles leclerc

Your sons hand was held tightly in Charles as they walked through the Store. The two were on a mission to find you a gift for your birthday. Your son was going on and on about how he wanted to get you a big gift. Macaroni necklace were no longer satisfying to the little boy anymore.

After a bit Charles caved and decided to take him to buy you something. After you left to go out with your girlfriends, the two leclerc’s went on their hunt

“We get a big gift Papa.” Your son said to Charles. The two looked through the aisles trying to figure out what to get. Charles suggested a mug and makeup but your son was quick to say no.

“Qu'est-ce qu'on va avoir ?" (What are we going to get).’ Charles stopped, kneeling down to your son’s height. The 4 year old pressed his pointer finger to his chin, eyebrows knitted as he started to think.

“I don’t know.”

Charles hummed. “Maybe we can get her some jewelry. Comment sonne un collier?” (how does a necklace sound?)

Your son face lit up and he quickly nodded. Charles stood back up and took his son’s hand leading them to the jewelry store.

-

“Wow, look at all these papa!” Your son peered into the glass case looking at all the different pieces of jewelry. Charles smiled. He loved watching your son getting fascinated by the little things in life.

“so which necklace should we get for Maman?” Charles asked after your son was done looking at the display.

“We get those most beautiful one.”

“how about we get something with your name on it?” Charles leads your son over to the necklace with names on it. Charles and your son spent a few minutes discussing what they should get.

After a bit of tiny bickering they settled on a necklace that said mama and a charm with both Charles and your son’s initials.

As Charles and your son walked out of the store after Charles paid your son couldn’t contain his excitement.

“Je suis vraiment enthousiaste.” (I’m so excited)

Charles chuckled placing the boy in his car seat. While Charles buckled him up he couldn’t help but tell him a few last words.

“When we get home you can’t tell Maman we got her the necklace. We have to wait till tomorrow. Pinky promise me you won’t say a thing.”

Charles held out his pinky finger. Your son quickly wrapped his pinky around his father’s. “I promise!”

--

Charles and your son made it home around the time you did. For the rest of the night Charles and your son kept their secret between them both.

Whenever you asked what they did while out all they did was mumble nothing with a little smirk.

The next day Charles woke up as soon as the sun peaked over horizon to get your birthday started. He slipped out of bed quietly so he didn’t wake you up and got dressed. It wasn’t unusual for Charles to get up early so if you saw him missing it wouldn’t be suspicious.

He left the apartment and ran to the store quickly. He got your favorite flowers and some pastries and tea from your favorite bakery.

When he returned home you were still fast asleep unaware of his run.

Charles creeped into your sons room quietly. The little boy was fast asleep in his car bed with his teddy bear tucked under his arm. He looked so peaceful. Charles didn’t want to wake him up, but he knew if he didn’t your son would be upset.

“Hey y/s/n, C'est l'heure de se lever.” (time to get up)

Your son sat up rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “Is it Maman birfday?”

Charles hummed. “Yes it is. Ready to get her the gifts we got?”

Your son nodded and tore the blanket off his body. He was ready.

You were fast asleep when you felt jumping on the bed. Groaning you Slowly opened your eye’s. The first thing you see is your smiley son standing In your bed in his Ferrari pajamas.

“Maman, Joyeux anniversaire!!”(happy birthday) your son leaned down and kissed your cheek gently something he learned from watching his dad.

“happy birthday Mon amour. We got you some breakfast from your favorite bakery and some flowers.”

Charles sat the breakfast bag and flowers on your nightstand before he leaned down and placed a kiss on your other cheek.

“maman me and papa got you a present yesterday!”

You son took the gift from Charles and handed it to you. The little boy giggled with excitement as you began ripping the paper off the present.

You gasped when you saw the necklace in the box. “ This is amazing baby!”

“It has Mama on it for you and me and papa’s initials.” Your son smiled proudly as he explained.

“I love it. I’m going to wear it every day.” You leaned over and kissed your son Chubby cheek making him giggle. you turning to Charles and doing the same.

“Can you put it on me?” you asked Charles. Your husband smiles, “of course.”

You turned around letting Charles place the necklace around your neck. You looked down at it taking it in. You weren’t lying when you said you were going to wear it every day. It was beautiful, it’s going to be your prize possession forever.

“Im hungry.” You heard your son say. He eyeballed the bag on the table. Charles laughed. “Ok let’s eat breakfast then later we’re going to get ready so I can take maman on to other surprises.”

--

My request are open for any Charles fics because I have no ideas. Also if I write more dad fics what should I call the boy?

[romancefranaticstay]

🇵 🇱 🇦 🇾 🇧 🇴 🇾

Businessman!Hyunjin x businesswoman!fem!reader

Adviser!Soobin x boss!fem!reader

Category: angst, fluff, smut Business Au

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

You were competitve, full of passion for winning.

'Can't fool me, even if you were the joker.' was your moto. A famous phrase that inspired many woman around the world.

Everyone knew about you. You could say you had a world-fame as a smartass.

'Gotta keep intelligence into beauty.'

Making it into the top five strongest woman around the world. Even tho you were very young. Your company was called: PlayGirl

Your name came from the famous PlayBoy.

'Getting all the boys to fall for the PlayGirl.'

Your company was about fashion, about elegant but also a wild fashion. A fashion for everyone, doesn't matter what age.

You were sitting at your desk, when someone knocked on your door.

'Come in.' you said.

One of your advicers came into your office. He had some papers in his hand and he looked a bit excited.

'Could i have some of your time?'

'Ofcourse Soonbin, what do you have for me here?'

'I had a great idea in mind, that could maybe bring the company in a more brighter spotlight.'

'I am listening.'

'I just came across a model, Hwang Hyunjin. He could be perfect for selling our new looks. What do you think?'

'Never heard of him, to be honest.'

'Never? You can look him up if you want to.'

'No need, if he is a selling-icon, i don't need to look. I trust you Soonbin, you are mine best adviser, go for it.' you smiled.

'Thank you for your trust miss I/N. I will take care of it right away!'

'Thats perfect, thank you.'

He left, you saw he was very excited about this. You don't even understand why. Its just a model.

Some minutes later after the interaction with Soobin, your bestfriend came running inside.

'Y/N, miss I/N. Is it true what i heard?'

'What did you hear now?'

'Is Hwang Hyunjin going to model for the company?'

'Yes indeed.'

She squeled from excitment.

'Why are you all so excited, its just a man.'

'Just a man?! Haven't you see him?'

'All models are handsome, it doesn't matter actually how he looks.'

'Yeah, okay, sure.' she said sarcastic.

'Shouldn't you work at the percentage's for today? Hmm, instead of simping for that man?'

'Yeah, i almost forgot.'

'Its okay, just go now.'

'Bye Y/NNNNN.'

Everyone is so enthousiast. Better enthousiast than depressive.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

'When is the meeting?'

'The meeting is at 5pm.' your assistent Danielle said.

'Perfect, thank you. Could you bring Min Yoongi with me?'

'Sure miss I/N. I will get him.'

'Thank you.'

You were walking with a straight back, towards the meeting-room. Your black heels clicking with every step. You opened the door and placed all the papers on the big table. Making everything readdy.

'Greetings I/N Y/N.'

'Hello Min. Are they alreaddy here?'

'Yes, your assistent is leading them here.'

'Okay good.'

'Could i get some coffee beforehand?'

'Ofcourse, you do not need to ask that.'

Yoongi went to the coffee-machine and make some coffee for himself. To keep him a little bit active and awake. You alreaddy heared Danielle talking to some people, it were them. You were sitting at the farest chair in the middel.

You saw a handsome man entering room. You could understand why he was a model, but he wasn't very skinny. He was build quit perfect, the perfect man, for the perfect job.

You went to shake hands with mister Hwang and his manager mister Know.

'Take a seat, Hwang Hyunjin and Lee Know.'

You and Min Yoongi were telling him information about the company and the fashion-line. The time he would come here and the time he could leave. Also, the most important part, the money.

Lee Know wanted him to get payed atleast 16 million. Hwang Hyunjin was beloved around many company's so it would be fair. The price was reasonable, so it was a deal. You could say, it would be a bigger win for your company than him.

He would be brought tommorow to look at the clothe's, the one's he would wear and his makeup-room ofcourse. The meeting went quit slowly. Lee Know was very difficult to be honest, but thats why you brought Min Yoongi with you. He was your cold-partner in crime, with a soft side for close friends.

He dealed with Lee Know, he wasn't very different from the other managers who he had dealed with in the past.

'That was easy.' Min said.

'As easy as can be.'

'You should keep an eye on that Hwang Hyunjin.'

'How come?'

'I heard he is a playboy. He has one nightstands with other woman.'

'Do not be scared, he cannot play his card with me.'

'I have the full trust in you, but not about the other woman here around.'

'I will keep an eye on him, do not worry.'

'He was alreaddy flirting with your assistent, i heard.'

'I will make sure she won't be hurt by his flirting.'

'If you say so I/N Y/N.'

'If i say so, it will.'

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

'Goodmorning Hwang Hyunjin.'

'Goodmorning I/N Y/N.'

You were waiting for him, for about five minutes. Today he was wearing a tight suit, it looked very good. Two of his buttons were undo, so you could get a glance of his chest.

You were giving him a small tour. Also giving him the key to his own room. Just so he could get some privacy. You also showed him the new summer collection. He loved the clothe's. He picked his favorite one's out, he had a good taste.

He tried to flirt with you sometime's, but you always managed to escape his gentle words. He wasn't used to it. He was prince Charming, he could get everyone to beg for him, or so he thought.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Some weeks passed, and he loved the company. He really wanted to stay modeling here. Like you don't know the real reason behind it. You could see his many adventure's on the security-camera's. It got you sometime's horny, but you always brushed the thoughts away.

One time you could even hear it. It was evening, and you thought you were alone in the building. Just checking a bit around, making sure everything was correct and right. Also planning some evenements. Suddenly you heard from the other side of the wall a girl moaning.

'Ah-h, Hyuijniee, f-faster.' you were a tiny bit shocked.

You could hear knock on the wall. He was problably fucking her against the wall.

'Baby patients.' their voice's filling the building.

You could hear their moans, the skin-slapping, it was very very difficult to focus on your work while they were doing another type of 'work'.

You felt how your pussy got wet of those sounds. You slipped your hand into your panties and started to rub your clit. How louder they got, how faster you rubbed. You threw your head back and were softly moaning.

You started to go faster and faster, untill you came with a soft whimper. You felt a bit disgusted, but you couldn't help yourself. He was still banging her, so you had an idea, a very funny idea. You went to the hallway and clicked the lights on. Leaning against the wall with a smirking face, waiting for them to go outside.

The door opened softly. You saw Hyunjin coming outside with a girl. The girl froze and went pale.

'Oh hello, you two had fun?'

No word escaped their mouths, nothing. What could they possibly say in this kind of situation?

'It is very difficult to concentrate on mine work, if i hear banging on mine wall.'

'Mine apologies miss.' she said looking towards the floor.

'You do not need to apologies. Next time, go some departments lower.'

You left them both to stunned to speak, in the hallway. Caught by your boss, thats embarassing, you thought. The cleaner of the company would problaby gossip about this evenement. The cleaner was the gossip-king of the building. He knew everything about everyone...

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Some days pasted, and you were ignoring you famous model Hyunjin. It was very weird to look at him the same way, even tho it didn't make any difference. You caught him like hunderd time's on the security camera.

You were a bit mad, not because he was fooling around with other girls, no. You were a bit mad because he was fooling around with your girls. Your hard working girls, just getting used by a guy. You alreaddy told your assistent to stay away from him. You were very protective about her, Danielle. She was like a little sister to you.

'Tell me if he ever try's to seduce you, okay?'

'Yes i will.'

'Promise?'

'Promise.'

______________________________________________________________

One day, you had enough from it. From all the tape's you had from him. One evening, you went to talk to him.

'Could you send mister Hwang to mine office, before you leave?' you asked Danielle.

'Ofcourse miss.'

'Thank you.'

Maybe a couple minutes later he stood in your office.

'Thank you Danielle, you can go home now.'

'Thank you miss.'

She left.

'Take a seat.'

He seated himself infront of you.

'Could you explain why you are fooling around with all mine hardworkers?'

'I don't know what you are talking about.'

'We have security camera's everywhere, Hyunjin.' you said

'I check the tape's of the camera's everyday.'

'So you looked at them, all of them?'

'Not to sound disgusting, but yes i did.'

'You liked it?'

'Excuse me?'

'You liked what you saw?'

'I am not answer that question.'

'So you didn't?'

'Never said that.'

'So you did, you did like them.'

'Also never said that.'

'I know you are stessed, i could relieve all your stress.'

'Not interested.'

'You sure about that?'

When was the last time you had some fun? Maybe 3 years ago? You didn't remember anymore.

You stood up and walked over were he was sitting. You grabbed his face and kissed him. Pulling him into a heated kiss. Devoring him with your tongue. Many moans left his mouth. You undid his belt, pulling his pants and underwear off.

His long fingers went into your panties. Playing with your clit fast. You did your panties off, throwing them on the floor. You started to rub him off. Making sure he was hard.

He was still seated on the chair. You positioned yourself on his dick, slowly sinking into him. You both choked on a moan. You started to bounce on his dick slowly. His hands were going under your blouse, he massaged your breasts with both hands.

He started to unbutton your blouse. Seeing your white bra made him more horny. He pulled your bra up, getting more acces to your breasts. He licked and sucked on it. You were bouncing faster and faster on his dick. He started to kiss your chest, your shoulder, everywhere he could reach.

You both were exploring eachothers body. Your hands touched his hear, abs, muscels, arms, chest, everything. He grabbed your chin and gave you sloppy kisse's. Kissing your jaw, going to your neck. Sucking the skin there, leaving hickey's behind.

His hups were bucking in you, trying to make it go faster. Your back arched, you orgasm was very close, his to. You both still kept going faster and faster, untill you felt his cum throbbing inside your pussy. You came soon after. Resting your forehead on his. You could feel how sweatty he was under you. Even his forehead was sweatty.

His strong arms wrapped around your body. He started to kiss your chest again. You layed your head on his shoulder, stroking his hair.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

For some days, you didn't saw any tape's of him with other woman. Untill today. You were over-working again, checking the security camera's again. Your heart sank into the floor. You saw him again with another woman.

You don't even know why you were so hurt. It wasn't like you were in love with him, but still. Something in your body broke. You smashed your laptop closed. Laying your head on your desk.

Sobbing a bit. Suddenly tears came rolling on your cheek like a waterfall. You hated him so much, even tho you weren't even in a relationship. Still, he used you in a moment you were the weakest, and he left you alone as the weakest.

You bonked your head on your desk. Your adviser came into your office, when he saw you laying with your head on your desk.

'Miss? Is everything alright?'

You looked up, tears falling of your chin. Your eyes were red and they hurted. He came running towards you. Wrapping his arms around you.

'What happend?'

You didn't say anything, you just sobbed in his arms.

'Shh.' he comforted you.

He was gently stroking your hair. You leaned into his chest. Sitting like this for a while.

'You want to tell me what happend.' he asked.

You slowly reached out for your computer, opening the tab with the tape of the security camera. He was looking for a moment and then he looked again back at you. He didn't even need any explination to know what happend.

'Everything is alright, shh.' his arms now fully wrapping around your body.

Swinging you like a baby from the left to the right. Your head layed on his shoulder. You turned your head to look at his neck. You gently kissed it before falling asleep. His heart started to beat faster when he felt your tongue on his neck. It made you smile weakly.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

After that experience's with Soobin, you grew closer to him. When you saw him you immediatly walked up to him. Talking to him and softly touching his arms.

Hyunjin started to notice your interaction with Soobin. He was starting to get jealous. Trying to follow you around, but you just ignored him.

Soobin was smart, he was a gentlemen and you sometime's imagines him playing with kids. He would be a great father.

You started to work harder during the daytime so you could go be alone with him at night.

'Are you readdy to go?' Soobin asked. Hyunjin was glancing at you two, looking from you to him.

'Yeah, i am done, packed everything important.' you winked at him.

Hyunjin saw you entering Soobin's car. He started to get jealous and he had rage in his body. But you didn't mind it, his emotions are his, his feelings are his. It didn't matter.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

You were pinned against the matress, naked. Laying under Soobin. His kisse's were soft, his finger were gentel. He was pumping into you slowly, making sure you were comfortable with every pace. He stroked your cheek.

He whispered encouraging words into your ear.

'You are doing great baby.'

'I love you so much.'

You loved to feel his sweatty body against yours. You loved him, you couldn't imagine a world without him anymore. After you both came, he took care of you. He cleaned everything up and you two showered together.

You two were laying in bed, his arms wrapped around your waist. Your face snuggeled into his chest. His warmth made you relax within seconds.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

You never talked again anymore about Hyunjin. He sometime's tried to interact with you, but you always walked past him. He didn't excist for you anymore. Just a lump of air.

You and Soobin made your relationship official and public. You two were always attached to eachother.

After two months, Hyunjin decided to leave the company for another. It didn't matter to you. You immediatly hired other models. Like Lee Felix or Kang Haerin. They represented the new PlayGirl and PlayBoy of the company.

After some months you annouced your pregnancy. It immediatly came into the covers. You life was full of joy again. It felt good.

You maybe lost your prince, but you found your king.

[thankyouforthememoriesworld]

Azura did a TikTok live it just ended, she was wearing a necklace with a unicorn and something that was saying "friends" she said gabby gifted her that necklace yesterday and that gabby has the other part of the necklace that says "best" she said it’s a matching best friends necklace.

Then someone asked her "are you friends with marine Johannes and she answered ?"yes I Loooove her" with an enthousiastic voice that was funny 😂

She said she’ll maybe post a selfie with gabby and that she will probably post a TikTok with her this weekend cause they will play each other at the game.

It was so cute how during the live she was always saying how much she loves gabby, that’s a healthy friendship they have 🥹

I’m always scared of people who would ask her about gabby and marine relationship fortunately nobody did that would cross boundaries, but asking her about marine alone or gabby alone is fine 🙌🏽❤️

Now it’s another story if gabby does a live and people ask her about marine because it would concern her 👀and with how it blew up on social media I would understand people who ask about it, (but not spam about it)

Their friendship is so cute 🦄🦄and now I'm going to be waiting for that TikTok and selfie.

At least the question wasn't too blatant 🤭and who doesn't love Jojo lol.

I agree with your last paragraph, if Gabby goes live (I don't see it happening), don't comment about their rs.

[the---hermit]

The Poppy War by R.F. Kuang

I have read this book at the speed of light and I have no idea how that happened. For some reason I expected to find this book harder to get into, and yet after the first 40-ish pages I couldn't put it down, and ended up reading it in three days and a half. This novel has been all over the internet for a while now, but only after speaking to some friends who were enthousiastic about it I decided to give it a try. I specifically bought it for my holiday, because I thought it would be the perfect time to dive into a long book. I can confirm that staying at the seaside is the best way for me to really get into a book like this, and after the great reading experience I had I am really excited for the other two books in the series.

This fantasy novel heavily inspired by China focuses on a main character of poor origins who hopes to escape her desitiny by getting into a military academia. The theme of war is of course predominant, and the more you get into the book the more it becomes central. I feel like the biggest strenght of the book was the world building, the heavy histoical inspiration works amazingly, and throughout the whole story it feels like a very realistic world. The fantasy element was a surprise to me, but it was really interesting and I cannot wait to see more of in the rest of the series. As I was saying war is central in the story, and it is not depicted as the very common epic fantasy battle between good and evil. It is war. It's brutal, violent and scary. All feelings surrounding it are complicated. It's not an easy to digest book in this sense, if you don't like reading very graphic violent scenes, it is not the book for you. But all of this makes the war you are reading about feel very real, and it's terrifying. Anger and rage are also central to the plot and they slowly become bigger and bigger as the story goes on. There have been only a couple of things I have not liked in this book. Firstly I found there were a couple of very predictable scenes (see more in the spoilery section below the cut). They were marginal elements, but still they brought me a bit out of the story and reminded me that yes I was in fact reading a book of fiction. Secondly and mainly I don't feel like I became attached to any of the characters at all. While reading the book I was into the story, but as I finsihed I have not really thought of any of the characters. I would have loved to know more of some, but I feel like just know them at a surfice level. I am a plot over characters person, but still after reading a 600+ pages I was not expecting this. A friend gave me a really interesting interpretation of why that choice might have been made, and it definitely gave me some perspective.

Overall I would really recommend this book. I would check the trigger warnings before, since as I said it's very graphic and heavy. With this being said I think it was a great addition to my fantasy collection, and I cannot wait to get the second novel.

Spoilery section regarding what I think felt very predictable in the book:

In general the first part of the book set in the academia felt a bit predictable overall, but especially the fact that at the end of the first year the main character and her rival get to be the ones to fight in the last big trial was so obvious. It was so predictable, I honestly don't know what the author could have done to avoid it, because I understand that scene was fundamental and necessary, but I didn't like how predictable it was. Also the fact the after the battle at the war capital the main character's best friend is among the survivors felt super predictable to me. I like the character but the way everything was set felt unsurprising, I was expecting her to find him and again that made it feel much more fiction-y to me. I don't know how to explain it, in a book that feels so brutal and real small elements like this bring me back into reality and remind me that it is in fact a fictional story.

[noirsvault]

Awww his voice is sooo soft and gentle here ; v ;

I would've caved right then and there but these little brat's so strong-willed they didn't believe in him sob, and they're getting more and more distressed over time ಠ⌣ಠ

And why are you even thinking that my sons could have died?!? NO?? They are! Alive! And kicking! Nobody dies! NOPE! NEVER DID!!

YES KACCHAN! BEAT SOME POSITIVITY INTO THEM!

NEVER HAPPEN!! You heard him!!

(And he said "we" ToT You're progressing Kacchan! Keep it up!)

THEY'RE JUST FLESH WOUNDS! MORTAL WOUNDS!

BTW this Collab Bakugo Voice is actually slightly different with Anime Bakugo Voice XD Anime Bakugo Voice is always raspy at MAX, but here he slipped a bit at the end and it's closer to Nobuhiko Voice lolol It happened a few times before in previous chapters too iirc. Anyway I like both and I hope Nobuhiko had a fun time with this collab hhh

You guys don't like Softly Reassuring Deku, you guys get Aggressively Dictating Kacchan, every time, every time, tsk tsk tsk

Btw Shouto's also here and now it's the boys' turn to get all positive and determined and SO BRIGHT OUCH

Thank you every celestial being above for giving me this moment (ಥ‿ಥ)

Tbh I didn't get to see Izuku playing this Comforting And Reassuring role many times in his own series. Maybe in the peaceful school life chapters, but not amid battles during heavy arcs. Most of the time he was the Beaten Up And Unconcious, other times the Suffered And Distressed, and recently the Officially Done With Everything. The timing's just not quite right you know? (ಥ‿ಥ)

OH MY GOD CAN'T I HAVE JUST A BLESSED MOMENT IN PEACE???

Is someone getting hurt???

Lyria said the primal beast caused that and that IT'S SCARED??

Did, DID LOBELIA DO SOMETHING???

…No, the real question is where you were before, Sieg? You're so quiet I thought you're somewhere else with Gran…

IT'S THAT BIG??

And its cry sounds like a girl screaming… Or is SHE really screaming??

Oh my, what a coincidence, I remember this crew also has a Young Girl's Screaming Passionné, who just went to that direction not too long ago? Hmm? Do you have an idea of what he's doing right now, Gran? Surely you will keep your Human's Dying Screams Enthousiaste in close watch and not just?? let him wander everywhere?? doing whatever?? right?? Gran???

[fundiesimsfamily]

Bethany Ruark: How was it with Carter?

Christian Ruark: Fine

Bethany: What did the two of you discus?

Christian: Live

Bethany: Oh

Christian: He rejected me

Bethany: Oh... what was your plan?

Christian: I asked him if I could court Olivia

Bethany: Really?

Christian: Yes, but he said no. I'm too old. So, I guess you are not the only one

Bethany: You are too old for an 18 year old.

Christian: So

Bethany: If she would be 22 it would be already so different. An 18 year old and an 34 year old is weird. But a 22 year old and 34 year old is just a bit of an ordinairy age difference that no one will look weird at. They will be fine with it

Christian: I don't know any single 22 year olds

Bethany: I might

Christian: Who?

Bethany: I met the new neighbors today. They have two lovely daughters. I don't know exactly their age but they are single. And they don't look 18 to me. More 22 or even older

Christian: Really?

Bethany: Yeah, more like Gertrude's age. She is very enthousiastic about having new friends her age.

Christian: Oh

Bethany: So, see how that goes. Maybe you will like one of them

Christian: Yeah

Back I Beginning I Spreadsheet I Next

[faintasies]

My name is Antoine. This story beguins with a strike at London Heathrow. If there had not been this incident, i would have gone skiing with Alba, and nothing would have happened.

But i missed my plane to Paris, and it was the last one, so i couldn't be on saturday morning, at 5 am, for the departure to the ski week-end.

It was a week-end organised by a group of students from my university. The football team. I used to be an active member of this group, but for some reasons you will understand while reading this story, i took my distance from those guys.

Alba was a sweedish student. She came to our university at the beginning of the year, with her friend Jana, to attempt some courses. Both of them were gorgeous girl, and soon all of the guys were having fantasies about them. Each time we ended a match, with the football team, there where many discussions in the locker room concerning those two girl, and most of the time the guys do not hesitate to be very explicit on their intentions.

This was the moment when i started to take my distance, because on my side, i had very nice relation with Alba, and also with Jana. We had occasions to work together, and we had a nice feeling. Despite all the fantasies of the guys, Alba and Jana where not really interested in sex, but were here for work. They wanted to learn and work, and this was also my wish. So we started to become friends, and while we came closer, all the guys started to be jealous. Of course, i never told Alba and Jana how much the guys where excited about them, and what they imagined of them. Maybe i should have.

One day, it happened that this skiing week-end was organized by the football team group, and Alba and Jana where very enthousiast about going skiing. I was not really happy with the idea that we would have to spent a week-end with those guys, but i made-up my mind that it could be an occasion to stay both 3 together, not mixing with the rest of the group. So i said yes, ad we planned to go.

Unfortunataly, for some reasons difficult to explain, i was the day before in Engalnd, and i missed my plane back. I was stucked in a hotel room in London, that i reached at 2 o'clock in the morning, after many many difficulties with the company. So i sent an sms to Alba "sorry for tomorow, i won't be at the departure, and i'm afraid i won't be able to comme to the week ed". I was really sad to miss this occasion, and i was not at ease with Alba and Jana going with the guys i knew.

But i could'nt do anything else. So i went sleeping.

At 9 in the morning, i woke up, and went on my phone to see if Alba had answered. There was a nice message from her, sent at 4, when she probably woke up. "Oh...poor you...it would have been so nice to spend those days with you. we discussed with Jana and decided to go. Sorry. You'll be in my mind...kiss you".

I was about to send her a message asking for some news, when i saw that the whatsapp group of the football team, which i was still connected to, had been quite active.

I opened it, and this is what i read. A message from Tom, the captain of the team. Dated from 6 am.

"Hey guys, happy to tell you we are close to arrive, and that our nice little sweedish sluts are sleeping on my reard seat. And you know what ? Max had prepared, in case of, 2 bottles of his magic infusion, and as it was cold, he proposed her, ad they both drank quite one liter. I let you imagine what's gonna happen...I'll take you informed...;-)"

I was pertified. I had heard about this infusion. It was sort of drug, making the girl totally loosing controle, and beeing available and demanding for sex. This could not be true. They could not have drunk that drug.

I decide to call Alba. I composed her number, waited for the ring. But a male voice was on the phone. Tom. 

- "Hey Antoine, nice to hear you. So you're in London?"

- "where's Alba? Why are you answering on her phone? What did you do to her"

-"Cool guy...we just organised the things to have fun with your sexy friends....without you, sorry...but don't be sad, i'll send photos and videos on the whatsapp group...so that you and other guys of the group in Paris can enjoy...And no need to try to call them. We took their phones...they are felling so well and so exited with max's tisane that they didn't care" and he hang up.

I tried to phone back, but no answer, neither on Jana's phone.

At that moment, the first photo, with a commentary, was published on whatsapp

[rustys-lodge]

Periods.

request : Heyy Could you do a sister Winchester fic?Pretty please🥺Okay so basically she is like a teen and she gets a first period and she is scared to tell sam and dean cause she thinks that they'll be disgusted by her or something.But like she finally very hesitantly tells sam and he comforts her and tells her it is okay and urges her to tell dean too and she does and he is also really supportive and allAnd just a bunch of fluff✨I'm sorry if it's too derailed! I really hope you consider writing this! Thank youu. 

Warnings : a whole talk about menstruation ??

----

"What do you want for dinner ?"

"Nothing..Not hungry."

The most dramatic squint was thrown your way. "Not hungry..Hmmm...That's suspicious. How can a monster like you not be hungry,huh ?" Sam took a heedful step towards you, abruptly seizing you up off the ground. 

suprised, you gasped as you felt blood gush down. “Put me down.” You almost shouted, startling your older brother, who started apologizing as your feet were back on the floor. 

“Honey, i’m sorry, did i hurt you or something-i’m sorry-i dind’t mea-”

“I’m okay, just leave me alone.” You wiped at the tears overfilling your eyes. 

“What’s with you, today, honey ?” 

you sighed loudly, hoping it’d get him away from you, but it only worried him more. 

“Come on...You can tell me.” Sam rubbed your arm encouragingly. 

You opened your mouth to talk but it was as if your voice drowned in your thoughts. You got your first periods that day. And you wanted to tell Sam and Dean but you were too scared to disgust them. The last thing you wanted was for them to hate you and judge you. and although you knew your brothers weren’t that type of people, it still worried you sick. 

“Say it, baby. I know you want to” 

You wrapped your arms around your waist as your stomach, along with the cramps, started hurting from how nervous you were. They love me...They wouldn’t get mad or disgusted..They love me..

“I prom-”

“I got my periods!” You blurted out, your eyes widening as you weren’t expecting yourself to say it. And neither was Sam, whose eyes widened as well. 

He froze, mouth agape. “I...I...”

For a second you felt as if you were as light as a feather but it all faded away as Sam kept quiet. Was he starting to hate you ? was he disgusted ? Did you do the right thing ?

The tears that welled up in your eyes pulled Sam’s attention back to you. He chuckled, hugging you and rocking you side to side rightly before letting go. “I’m so sorry, baby, i didn’t mean to make you cry. I wasn’t expecting that i’m sorry.” He sat on the bed, pulling you to stand in between his thighs. 

“How-umm..How are you feeling ? Are you okay ? Do you need anything ? Does Dean know ?” Sam’s questions piled up but all you could think about was Dean. Sammy was the easy part. Dean felt more like...Hell. “Honey ?” 

You snapped back to life. “Can we..keep it between us?” 

Sam frowned, leaning back a little. “No...Y/n...He has the right to know. He’s your big big brother, why would you not want him to know ?” 

You shrugged, glancing all around to avoid Sammy’s eyes. You felt humiliated enough. “Because he’s...he’ll get disgusted by m-” 

You got interrupted by the door being yanked open. 

“Speaking of the freaking devil.” You mumbled. 

Dean’s eyebrows frowned at your words. “Is that how you were taught to greet people, kid ?”  A little too loud apparently.

Dean set a beer case and a brown bag on the table before he slumped down on the sofa. Sam walked over to the bag, glancing at you over his shoulder. 

“So, what’d you two do while i was gone ?” 

Your eyes darted back over to Sam, who turned out to be watching you. You didn’t need words to communicate. His encouraging eyes and intimidating posture were enough to tell you what to do. 

You tilted your head to the side, pleading him to give you more time. But he refused, tilting his head in Dean’s direction. 

“Umm..” You both turned over to the latter. “Do you have something to tell me ?” He got up from the soda, burrying his hands down his pockets as he stood in front of you. 

“N-”

“Yes, she does.” 

“I um...” You lowered your eyes to the ground, embarrassed but Dean pulled your chin up, kneeling down on one knee. “You can tell me, buddy” He flashed you a comforting grin when he realized that it was a serious matter.

You thought for a second, realizing that he was going to find out anyways. So you leaned closer to his ear, whispering the news, as if Sammy didn’t already know. 

He pulled away, his eyes widening as his lips twitched. He looked like he wanted to say something, but wasn’t sure what to say. Or how to react for that matter. 

He chuckled nervously. “So you’re a big girl now, huh ?” His over enthousiastic voice caused you to supress a laugh. Poor men.

“You...You’re not disgusted by me, Dean ?” 

“What, no, baby, of course not.” Dean placed a kiss on your forehead. “I’d never get digusted by menstruation, let alone by my baby sister.” He waited for a response but you kept looking into his eyes, doubt present all over your face. “Hey, nothing about periods is embarrassing, honey. Plus, Sammy and i are your big brothers, we’d never ever judge you or laugh at you about natural things like periods, alright ?” 

You nodded, pulling him into a hug. “Thank you, D.” You muffled into his flannel before you shifted to sam, burrying your head into his shirt, “Thank you, sammy.” 

“It’s okay, baby. Does it hurt ?” You looked up at Sam, nodding. He caressed your hair and then walked over to the edge of the bed. He patted the spot beside him, motioning for you to go sit there. 

You waved him off and shook your head, deciding not to take the chance. You could end up with a crime scene, for all you know. 

“So, what do you know about periods ?” 

You scratched your head...” I was hoping you’d tell me about it!” 

“How the hell would we know ?” 

you scuffed. “You’re a nerd” You pointed at Sam. “And you’re a sex addict.” 

“A what” Both brothers asked in unision. 

Your eyes widened as you pointed an accusing finger at Sam. “I learned it from him, he said it. I heard him.” The latter choked on his own spit. 

“No, you didn’t.”

“Yes, i did.” 

“Oh yeah ?” 

“Yeah” 

“Then go find some other nerd to help you with your periods, because im out.” 

-----

Heelllooo, my girl. I’m soo sorry it took so long, i wrote it a few days ago i was gonna post it then, but then it got deleted and i forgot what i wrote so i had to come up with a WHOLE new thiing. ‘Hope you liike it ❤❤❤🌹🌹🌹

[godwithwethands]

Re: Ba'al/Sam: They could have made it work and you should say it!!!

Oh my god yES and I will say it until the end of times!!!!!!! aint gonna stop even when i'm dead alright!!!

It's just. Baal had so much Raw PotentialTM and Cliff Simon seemed so enthousiastic in this one interview about maybe Baal joining the SGC and becoming an ally im 🥴🥴🥴

Said interview was filmed right after they shot The Quest (I believe it is the 2008 one at Gatecon on youtube but i may be wrong) and oh god. I keep thinking that if the show hadn't been canceled, if we had seasons 11 and 12 instead of Ark of Truth and Continuum, Baal could have become an ally 😵😵😵 and some more,,, lil ✨moments✨ with Sam fOR SURE!! He loves getting her attention and bragging to her to much, it was bound to happen, I'm convinced 😭😭💔💔💔💔

I wouldn't have expected like. A full-on romance like Jack/Sam but still... yknow. Little glances here and there. Maybe more about Baal and his host. Their classic bantering in front of people with Teal'c silently having the best time of his life in the background... things like these kfnfkld

Sam had her share of weird love interests/aliens crushing on her, so adding a 2000 years old ex-System Lord isn't that surprising, iS IT?????

I could go on for hours about BaalSam and their potential so i'm gonna SHUT UP for now hhhhh i love them so much 😭😭💖✨✨💖💖💖

[folie-lex]

And now that I’ve had Bridgerton S2 for a week...

... and after an infinite amount of rewatches I think I can finally say my piece...

Did I enjoy it? A very enthousiastic: Yes!

Did I love it as much as I was hoping I would? Sadly, no.

Kathony were great! Simone and Johnny were on the ball, and the essense of their personalities and their dynamic was 100% present. 

However... there were too many unnecessary changes and deviations from the book... I'm starting to get where the more negative reviews before the show dropped were coming from now. And, unfortunately, I feel if they had stuck closer to some things from the source material they could have avoided quite a few of those criticisms.

The sideplots I didn’t mind as much, because they all had their fun and/or necessary for character arc moments and I do acknowledge the show does need to expand on the others and their stories to make the whole TV show venture more viable. Though I do agree with the concensous that they did take up a bit more screentime than necessary. 

Also in general some of the additions were pretty great, primarily the Sheffield/Sharma background history (and yay for bringing the Sheffields in canon in some way) and Anthony's chivalrous moment shinning through that instead of the “saving Pen”. I found all the Lady D/Queen stuff as kinda fun! Ben in artschool and living a life in debauchery trying to find himself and the fallout from learning Anthony paid for school was interesting (especially with Sophie on her way)...

As far as changes go from the book scenes: I have to say the bee scene played out better on the show. It IS ridiculous in the book... having said that I’m forever bitter we didn’t get the “quiet little moments”. I was robbed from my palm kiss and I’ll never get over it... I also don’t know how I feel that Ben and Daph were more involved in watching Anthony fall for Kate rather than Colin. Him being the matchmaker of the siblings is such a big part of his existense in the books, I feel a little robbed.

I think my biggest complaint is the triangle, because A) I hate triangles on principle and B) it was just poorly handled in a lot of ways. The fact that Show!Edwina is so far removed in her personality from Book!Edwina to the detriment of the sister bond bothered me, and I think there were ways they could have kept the triangle if they so wanted to, without making her a different character in her core. (I do have more thoughts on this... expect the rants in the upcoming days)

That’s it for first thoughts...

[roublardise]

SPN vs CONSENT

I think s9 is particularly interesting to question the portrayal of consent in spn. It starts with the whole “angel suggests Dean to trick Sam into saying yes to said angel” and that really makes you think (non-ironically)

Consent is usually discussed in a sexual context, but spn makes it (whether it wants it or not) a prominent theme through possessions, and that’s how i’m gonna talk about it in this essay-not-actual-essay :)

---------------------

Legally (and here I’m basing my analysis on my French lens), consent is defined by the absence of violence, surprise, threat, or coercion. So anything with any of these (violence, surprise, threat, coercion) is considered as assault. Then, what is considered as violent, surprising, threatening, and coercive is open to interpretation. In that way, consent would be the absence of no, and not a yes per se. (is there an english idiom for “qui ne dit mot consent”?)

In feminist circles discourses around consent are trying to define consent by itself, and not by the absence of assault. What is consent? is it simply an agreement? is it saying yes? is it desire? is it pleasure? It brought feminists to highlight “grey areas” around consent, where a situation can look consensual, but also... was it really??

In the past years we’ve seen more and more of these “no means no” & “yes means yes” campaigns. Though we can, in light of the grey areas, be wary of the last claim. Some “yes” might not actually mean “yes”, or at least be questionable “yes”.

Basically, consent is / can be:

not saying “no”

saying “yes”

saying “yes” but without violence, surprise, threat, coercion

saying “yes” but without those + with a full knowledge of what it means & the consequences (libre & éclairé)

anything meaning “hell yeh i’m down”

kind of all of the above

??????? (that’s my personal feminist pov)

We can see that the words matter a lot in these views. Being able to verbally express something (or not express something) is a major point in defining a situation as consensual. It’s interesting through an ableist lens but that’s not why I’m writing this post but, you’re free to keep that in mind.

All that being said, that’s when I ask myself, nice, but how does the show supernatural portrays consent?

---------------------

The notion of consent is heavily present both through the demons & angels possessions, and particularly through the difference between demonic possession & angelic possession.

Demons are, by definition, villains. They don’t even bother to ask and wait for permission: they take.

With Ruby back in s4, the issue with it is acknowledged and she ends up possessing an “empty” body of a girl who just died. The girl didn’t technically agree to be possessed post-death, and it isn’t presented as a completely consensual situation, it is more of a grey area. Honestly, spn shows up plenty of grey areas even through demonic possession.

In s9 we learn Josie agreed to be possessed by Abaddon, in place of Henry. She said “yes”, and it’s a choice she makes, while knowing (I presume, as a woman of letters) what it entails. Yet she does it to save Henry, and while it technically is a context of “saying ‘yes’ with a full knowledge of what it means & the consequences” & Abaddon doesn’t tell Josie “I’m gonna possess you, if you don’t want to it’ll be Henry” - like, Abaddon isn’t the one suggesting the idea. Josie is the one bringing it up. But Abaddon doesn’t need permission anyway, and in the end she’s the one who takes - but she takes what’s given to her. Seeing it like this, was there coercion?

I don’t think the narration is telling us “hey, technically she literally asked for it so it’s okay” considering demons are never portrayed as good (at best they’re grey areas, but demons as a group = bad). And I may make excuses for Crowley but I sure won’t argue the contrary in this specific case.

But while demons don’t have to bother about consent for possession, they do need to when it comes to deals. So, how do crossroads demons make deals? are they actually just providing a service, for a price, to consensual humans? is their job inherently bad?

---------------------

The way Crowley sees it, demon deals are truly like a contract. People come to ask for something, they get the price, they buy ; each part respects the deal and everything’s smooth. Crowley even gets pissed off by demons collecting souls too early. And when Abaddon’s like “lmao why are we acting properly we’re demons?” it implies that the way Crowley runs things is “too human”.

And that’s true and that’s what I love. Crowley is just a businessman. He doesn’t even send demons to pressure people to summon crossroads demons & make a deal (like Sam will do in s10 with Lester, which portrayed this demon deal as a grey area which is even addressed in a convo between Sam and Dean). The knowledge of crossroads deals is passed through folklore and people come like one enters a shop.

Questioning this job as good or bad, as a potentially inherently non-consensual context, is fascinating to me because it leads to question business as a whole.

Back to consent, though. There’s an actual act which sells the deal and that’s what can be seen as a “yes”. And here, different demons act in different ways. During the course of the show we’ve seen demons barely telling humans what the cost was (Azazel just goes “I’ll come in ten years” and he’s not the only one) ; while others are pretty specific. Some are more vague and use the disbelief of the client to take advantage of them. To get that “yes” which counts as “yes”, in every case, even if it is given with bias & without a full knowledge of the act and its consequences.

But the “yes” is even what sells the deal in itself: they seal the deal with a kiss. A kiss, as a physical act, is something people can’t take back. It happened. It’s not mere words throwing in the air - there’s something definitive about it that neither a “no” nor a verbal “yes” has. The kiss are never forced onto people, they have to initiate it. Demons can’t take it by themselves. In a way, they can’t force a deal on someone who doesn’t take the decision. But a “no” is never definite and can be changed through persuasion.

For crossroad demons then, I’ll say consent goes in the ‘simple “yes”’ category. But it could actually fit better in the “hell yeh I’m down” category. Which is even more interesting because what counts as “hell yeh I’m down” is a kiss which can be very not enthousiastic (see Crowley’s first deal, where he makes a homophobic guy kiss him).

Depending on demons, consent can involve violence, threat, coercion, and not knowing the exact consequences. Such cases are portrayed as more evil, more questionable ; whereas the “usual” demons-Crowley-way lays on a grey(er) area.

---------------------

What about angels now? How do they define consent?

I don’t think, talking about supernatural, that we can start with the premise of angels being “good”. Even their default settings seem to have never truly been about helping humans, that’s what Castiel’s arc questions all the way. But they are still supposed to act in a certain “more decent” way, than demons. And they do give Heaven, I guess. Anyway.

Angels are a big grey area, yet when it comes to possession the statement seems to be that they do things “correctly” as they have to have the vessel’s consent to do so. In Castiel’s first appearance the dialogue goes:

DEAN : You're possessing some poor bastard? CASTIEL : He's a devout man, he actually prayed for this.

Which already puts angels in contrast with demons who don’t bother to make sure their vessel is okay with it and can handle it.

The whole arc of Jimmy agreeing to be Cas’ vessel is truly interesting because there’s a process at play there ; Cas introduces himself, he proves to Jimmy he can be trusted, and when he eventually asks, Jimmy accepts. He says “yes”.

We later learn that Cas didn’t have to go through all that, he didn’t have to take his time and be sure Jimmy agreed. At the same time, Lucifer is looking from a vessel and using manipulative tactics to get the “yes”. That’s the first time we’re shown the loophole in the concept:

Angels need a “yes” to be able to possess someone, which is a way to make sure they aren’t crossing any boundaries or pushing themselves into someone who doesn’t want to. Yet, Lucifer shows the grey line here: a “yes” doesn’t always truly mean “yes”.

Quickly during s4 angels are portrayed as untrusting, and not much better than demons in the way they treat humans. And it’s interesting that Castiel, the rebel angel, is the only one we see who truly made sure his vessel consented (then, well, shit happens, but let’s focus on the first possession). Though even the first possession can be seen differently: we can even wonder if Cas’ process to get his “yes” (approaching Jimmy with the intention of making him his vessel and building trust accordingly) isn’t very similar to grooming - and then, is this case even truly consensual?

What s4 shows us, is that while angels do require some sort of agreement, this one can be pretty similar to the one crossroad demons do where a “yes” doesn’t have to be a full, enthusiastic, i’m-so-down-with-everything-about-this yes. So... do angels truly care about consent?

---------------------

Angels seem to be physically unable to possess someone without consent, and to me it seems like it’s the only reason they care.

For angels as well as demons, a “no” isn’t definite and can always be changed. Whereas a “yes” seals the deal, and once possessed it’s difficult, to say the least, to change your mind and kick the angel out. That’s what we see with Gadreel and Sam: even once Sam is aware of the possession and refuses it, he still has to fight his way for his will to be recognized. And then his consent is only doing a difference because Gadreel has no other choice but to take it into account when they literally fight over Sam’s own body.

Unlike actual contracts which always allow cases in which it can be broken, there is no way to get out of a demon deal (as shown through s3 portrayal of Dean’s and Bela’s arcs). You can try to make deals over deals, but it’s never an actual back tracking (except when Bobby got his soul back iirc? Through blackmail so…).

We find a similar dynamic in angels: when Dean agrees to be possessed by Michael, he does so by stating it’s only until Lucifer’s dead. But Michael is able to take control over him anyway. The deal was never a fair one, wasn’t a mutual agreement: Michael always had the upper hand in it as agreeing to possession means giving control of your body and your mind - so losing control of yourself.

---------------------

Angels in spn aren’t truly about protecting humans, as we’re shown through Cas’s character arc & doubts. What they are about is maintaining a status quo, making sure the story unfolds As It Should, because that’s just How It Is. In that sense, their idea of consent can be understood as a mere tool to save face: make it look like people have a choice in the matter when truly, they don’t, because angels have enough power to pressure a “yes”.

The idea of “we need you to be willing” is a way to pretend there’s no power imbalance between angels and humans, but there is. And then we can wonder - can there be consent in such a dynamic?

I feel like the difference between angels & demons, when it comes to consent, is that demons don’t pretend to not have nor take the power over humans. Hell is literally a monarchy ; they’re not shying away from admitting they’re an individualistic business. Whereas Heaven, as a bureaucracy, dulls the power until it’s barely visible (both to humans & other angels) so they can better maintain their public order.

---------------------

The specific case of Gadreel mostly highlights all these ideas, while also raising the question of who can consent for whom? And if the concept of consent can be (ab)used and its lines get moved. But what’s to gain from these grey areas, from moving the lines?

Gadreel doesn’t truly care about Sam’s consent when he asks Dean to trick Sam. He uses angel possession to hide himself, and possessing Sam is all about that goal. It’s not even about owning Sam’s body, about getting a vessel like Lucifer wanted to. Gadreel is straight up using Sam’s body & mind.

That’s a very angel thing to do imo. Following rules but make them yours, bend them to your/God’s will. Rules, in Heaven, become less about restriction and more about power: who orders and who follows? And if what you’re doing doesn’t break the rules, then there’s no use to punish and nothing wrong with it.

SO WHAT?

Honestly I don’t truly have a conclusion. Consent is shown as something important which should be respected. It is also a strong theme through angels & demons, and the ways in which consent can be twisted and abused.

I do love to read it as a direct portrayal of the ambiguity of consent in our own capitalist & patriarchal society, very likely unintentional. It’s truly an interesting material to get multiple layers on the topic.

There isn’t a clear “consent is” or “consent should be” stance that spn takes. It’s way more about how the meaning of consent is changed and twisted depending on one’s moral and goals. Which lead me to wonder: could we define consent outside of power dynamics? What is consent, then, if not a power tool?

[ithinkilikeit-reactions]

Mingi “BF Headcanons”

Hongjoong version // Seonghwa version // Yunho version // Yeosang version // San version // Mingi version // Wooyoung version // Jongho version // 

- Mingi 

- Mingo Mango

- Tol but smol baby

- @a-drawingpanda​ ‘s baby

- Now Mingi

- oh sweet baby Mingi

- Is surprisingly awkward when it comes to the first date

- and asking you out 

- it’s filled with a lot of stuttering 

- stumbling over his words 

- avoiding eye contact

- etc

- He’s kind of scared of saying something dumb

- so he opts for not talking at all

- but you know Mingi

- he’s loud and boisterous

- so you could figure out that he was nervous

- and let him know he has no reason to be

- that you wouldn’t have said yes to a date

- if you didn’t like him

- that you like him for who he is and he doesn’t have to hide that

- Cue his beautiful wide smile

- maybe a loud laugh

- all nerves would slowly shake off

- Mingi would break out of his shell

- now idk why I have this image 

- but Mingi would love a picnic as a first date

- on a nice sunny day

- eating good food

- talking

- preferably by a playground

- so he can push you around on swings 

- and go down the slide with you and just goof off

- he’d love that so much 

- like the smile on his face would be so big the whole time

- so precious

- 10/10 would be too shy to kiss you on the first date

- second date however

- BIG SMOOCH 

- innocent smooch but a big one

- Throughout your relationship you always get big smooches from him

- he does it to comfort you too

- He has a hard time understanding when your upset sometimes

- but Mingi tries his best really

- so be patient with him and explain

- he’s really good at comforting you 

- it’s his sweet demeanor

- his big kisses and even bigger hugs

- he just knows what to do

- Even if he doesn’t fully understand why 

- When Mingi’s upset

- it’s so heartbreaking

- he doesn’t know what to with himself

- he tends to blame himself 

- even if it isn’t his fault

- so protect him from those thoughts when he’s sad

- he needs that protection

- he hates crying in front of you but does it anyway

- “what do you mean i’m crying. it’s just dusty in here.”

- Arguments with Mingi can be...

- childish? 

- sometimes it feels like you’re both 15 arguing with each other

- so the fights never last long 

- no extremely harsh words get exchanged either 

- apologies happen as fast as the argument goes down

- plus big pouts from Mingi when he’s apologizing

-  Now Mingi is your #1 cheerleader

- if you have any event

- any competition 

- or just need some motivation to get up

- He’s there to tell you

- You can do it

- It would make him so happy if you could do that for him too

- like he would act embarrassed if you were on the sidelines

- cheering for him 

- but his feigned embarrassment is only to hide his pink cheeks and ears

- he loves it

- the praise 

- he feeds off of it

- Loves letting you here his music that he’s been working on

- it goes through you before it reaches anyone elses ear

- respects your criticism and if you don’t like it

- he’ll work on it

- He respects your opinion so much

- He also loves it when you enjoy his songs.

- It’s his life and if he can make you proud of what he makes 

- it’s amazing to him

- his eyes and face light up

- Now cuddles with Mingi

- they start with him bear hugging you 

- but they’re so amazing

- long arms wrapping around you

- snuggling you into him

- would love it if you wore his sweaters/t-shirts while you cuddle

- If you fall asleep like that 

- it’s game over 

- you aren’t getting up until he does

- his arms are in a locked grip

- no escaping

- Lazy days with Mingi are the best

- he loves them 

- they consist of doing absolutely nothing 

- except for eating 

- watching movies

- he loves those moments the most tbh

- you guys talk alot 

- it amazes you sometimes how Mingi’s brain works 

- very random conversations 

- some that just make you go 

- ????

- but that’s the fun of being with Mingi

- He also loves styling you 

- he thinks it’s fun

- like you’re a real life doll 

- “this color is pretty on you, you should wear it all the time” 

- Mingi tends to compliment you out of nowhere

- You could be wearing a paper bag 

- he’d still call you beautiful

- Back hugs and sweet whispers in your ear

- telling you how amazing you are

- it’s just the way he is

- Mingi would love to delve into whatever interest you have

- Like you could like drawing 

- Mingi would want to try drawing with you 

- you could like a sport

- Mingi is willing to try it

- very open to new things

- Mingi can be kinda clingy 

- He just wants to be around you 

- he loves you

- this leads to some jealousy sometimes

- he finds it hard to express how he feels when he sees with another guy/girl

- it frustrates him 

- which leads to pouty Mingi

- Which leads to you finding him ridiculously cute when he’s jealous

- but reassure him 

- No one is better than your Mingis

Okay Demon Mingi has entered the chat

- okay

- switch to soft dom

- like most of ateez

- but yeah 

- those beautiful beautiful pouty lips of his 

- he loves being kissed

- he loves makeout sessions 

- they almost always lead to more

- You love seeing his lips all puffy and swollen

- You love nibbling on them 

- he loves it too

- he loves having you sitting on him 

- fingers in his hair as you kiss

- Deep moans

- beautiful sounds

- he’s so loud 

- not scared to let you hear him at all

- it’s like beautiful

- Likes watching you ride him 

- he thinks it’s amazing 

- allows his hands to move all over you 

- ah the praise

- mutual praise is a big thing

- it eggs him on 

- on rare occasions 

- Mingi likes to use his size against you 

- (i see you size kink enthousiasts)

- likes pinning you under him 

- chuckling at how helpless you look under him 

- but this is only if he’s in that mood

- God I can’t get over the thought of him looking up at you with those eyes

- pouting those lips 

- loves it when you mark him 

- he likes receiving marks so much 

- especially his thighs 

- he’s insecure about his thighs so praise the hell out of them with marks 

Aftercare

- aftercare with Mingi 

- it’s a little lazy 

- but in a good way 

- he holds you close kisses you all over

- butterfly kissing you as you relax

- cleaning up might happen right away 

- might not

- might happen after a nap 

- but he always makes sure he hasn’t hurt you

- he’s so smiley

- but not in the regular way 

- it’s a small smile

- as his eyes glitter while looking at you 

- holds you incredibly close

- for some reason

- you guys speak in whispers

- laugh in whispers

- all while holding eachothers hands

- all in all dating Mingi 

- it’s gentle 

- filled with young love 

- it’s lighthearted and sweet 

- A relationship  where you are 100% comfortable with eachother

A/N: I wrote this at 1 a.m stressed about getting my results to see if I passed this school year or not tomorrow. So please pray for me and please give me your feedback on this ♥

[mylutteoheart]

Playing Cupid

I’m finally back with a new chapter. This was easier to write than I thought. I missed writing this fic. Hopefully, the next update won’t take months but since I have more free time, I can update more frequently. Anyway, enjoy!

Luna and Matteo have been building their lives together slowly. Fresh out of college, they’re planning their future. But by planning this, they have an underlying plan no one knows of. Bringing their best friends together after 4 years of not being happy without the other. How well will their plan of playing Cupid work?

Prologue | Chapter 1 2 3 4 5 6 | my other fics

Chapter 7: What The Future Holds

Luna and Matteo walked into the dining room together, Nina and Gastón didn't notice their entrance, they were still in a conversation about some book they read. Luna wasn't sure but she was happy they seemed to get along. It was just the first step though, there was still a lot of talking ahead of them.

She didn't want to interrupt their discussion but they had to tell them what their role was in the wedding. The more she saw them talk, the more doubts she had about telling them.

Is this really the right moment to do this? They just saw each other for the first time in 5 years. She looked at Matteo in question and he seemed to have the same thoughts as her, he was also hesitating. They looked each other in the eyes and they silently communicated and went to a corner of the room, the two exes still not realizing they weren't the only ones in the room.

"I don't want to drop this on them now, they just started talking again." Luna started, looking at the two sitting at the dining table.

"Me neither, I'm afraid of how they're going to react and it might be too much for them now." Matteo agreed and continued, "Maybe we should wait and see what their reaction is after dinner. They might be talking comfortably now but that doesn't mean everything is back to the old."

"You're right, we'll wait and see and maybe we could talk to them about it seperately. I think that might soften the blow." Luna said, thinking about the best way to approach the situation.

"Sounds good, now let's serve dinner and see where the night takes us." Matteo smiled at her and went to the kitchen to get the dishes and she followed suit.

They both brought the dishes to the dining table and only when Luna and Matteo stood between their best friends did they look up from one another. Nina looked shyly at the table, not realizing how carried away she got. Talking to Gastón felt like it did 5 years ago, before they broke up and Nina finds it even more foolish that she ever thought she could replace Gastón by being with Eric. It never felt so comfortable and nice with him, it always felt forced.

Luna and Matteo joined their friends at the table and started serving their guests. Luna didn't like the sudden silence so she started talking about how much she loved learning how to cook from her mom. She learned a lot the past few years and she always loved to cook whenever she and Matteo had guests over but Matteo insisted on cooking today since he wanted to show off that he could cook great food as well.

After dinner was served, they all talked about what they've been up to for the past few years. It was more for the benefit of keeing the conversation flowing and lighthearted. They already knew everything about each other, even Nina and Gastón knew what the other was up to. They couldn't hide their curiosity to know what the other one was up to. Relationships were still a forbidden topic though.

Dinner went smoothly and after dessert, Nina and Gastón decided to head home. They said their goodbyes to each other but that got awkward pretty quickly. Tonight might have seemed normal but they were far from that and they knew it. They were both unsure of the future and all they could do was to be patient and see where they go from here.

***

The next morning, Nina was back at Jam & Roller, she was working on her next article, the deadline was coming up soon and she's been really distracted lately. She needed to catch up on a lot of work.

Despite trying her best to be productive, Nina was more conflicted than ever. She had a great time last night but that doesn't mean anything is back to the old. She doesn't know if it ever will. She has no idea what will happen next but she was willing to wait and see how it's all going to turn out.

It felt nice to be able to talk to him like that again though and she was hoping they could do it more but she was well aware that they're far from okay. A lot has happened between them and it doesn't help that they've been apart for so long, she'e sure they'be both changed a lot in that time.

But just for that night, it felt they were back to their younger selves, discussing a book they both read and analysing it. Both giving their arguments why it was a good book and also reasons as to why it wasn't.

Her mind kept wandering to possible scenarios that could happen between them now that he's back for good. Some had happy endings and some didn't. But was she fooling herself by doing this? There might be a huge possibility that he doesn't feel the same way as she does anymore.

The thought made her sad but she had to consider the possibility. All she could do now is hope that they get to spend more time together and get the chance to figure out their relationship, whatever it may be. With that in mind, she continued to work and told herself that she really needed to talk to Luna and see if she could help her with her conflicting feelings.

***

"So what exactly am I doing here again?" Gastón wondered aloud. He was standing with his back to the mirror that covered an entire wall while Matteo was getting ready to rehearse his dance moves. He didn't know how it happened but for some reason, Matteo dragged him to his dance classes. He needed to prepare for his upcoming music video. He's supposed to do a complicated choreography in it.

"You're here because I need to proof that my choreography is amazing and it would make an even more amazing music video." Matteo said absentmindedly while fidgeting with the stereo system of the room.

"Isn't that something you need to do in front of the director instead of your best friend?" Gastón frowned at his answer, it didn't really make sense to him.

"It will help me more to convince him if I have someone to back me up." Matteo said, "Besides, you need to know the choreography if you're going to be part of the song."

Gastón was surprised to hear this, he was never told about this: "Who said I was going to be part of this song?"

"Well, you already are part of the song, remember? We wrote and sang Aquí estoy together." Matteo said this like it was the most casual thing.

"Wait a minute, that's your next single?" He was clearly out of the loop.

"Yes, I think it's the perfect song since you're back for good now." Matteo was starting to feel a little shy, he didn't want to admit how much he missed his best friend.

"I haven't really sung much in the past 5 years." Gastón admitted. It seemed weird to sing while he was at Oxford without all of his old friends around.

"You haven't?" Matteo looked surprised but continued, "Well, maybe it's time to pick it up again. It would mean a lot if you'd be part of this."

Gastón couldn't keep the smile off his face and walked towards Matteo. He didn't see him approaching. But when he looked up, Gastón was already hugging Matteo and he returned the hug. "I'd love to be part of this." Gastón just said.

They pulled apart and smiled at each other. After a pause, Matteo spoke up: "How are you after last night, by the way? You really seemed to enjoy yourself at dinner."

"Honestly, I don't know. It felt nice to talk to her again but I still feel like there are miles of space between us and it's hard." Gastón admitted.

"I'm sure it can't be easy to spend so much time together after not talking for so long." Matteo looked at Gastón and waited to see what his response was.

"It's not and it just made me realize even more how much I missed her."

"I can't possibly imagine how you feel but I want to help you and that's why I'm helping you two get back together." Matteo sounded way too enthousiastic to Gastón's liking.

"Why would you do that? I'm not even sure she feels the same way as I do." Gastón was sceptic about this, he didn't want to force Nina to do anything she doesn't want to.

"Because after seeing you two last night, there's no way I'm not making sure you get back together." Said Matteo with a pointed finger and Gastón couldn't argue with this because he wanted that exact thing, he still remained sceptic though.

"And how are you planning to do that?" Gastón was very curious about what Matteo has to say about this.

"That's easy, we make a plan." Matteo said like it was the easiest thing in life. "And I think I might have come up with something good."

"Tell me what you have in mind?" Matteo had Gastón full attention now.

"Well, why don't I make sure you and Nina get paired up at our engagement party?" Matteo suggested.

"I'm not following, how is this going to help me and Nina?"

"Well, the ultimate goal of this plan should be that you get back together with her, preferrably before my wedding with Luna. What's a better occasion than at a party where we celebrate the future union of two people? At the party, you'll dance and it'll all be magical and boom, you're in love again." Matteo said, so convinced of this plan. But Matteo's track record doesn't make Gastón relax but he couldn't wait to see where it'll take him and Nina.

[angelbittyabuse]

Marie's Return, part 1/2

It was a beautiful day outside and Élodie was enjoying her walk to work with her best friend. Marie had been her roomate at the faculty and they had been nothing but very close, even after Élodie left for a cheaper place to rent and sleep in. Élodie knew things had gone sour between Marie and her older sister. Yet her human friend depended on said sister for everything and was unable to leave her. As Marie told Élodie, the woman had horribly killed both of Marie's lamias, Sucre d'Orge and Spade, without reason and as a true lamia enthousiast, Élodie did feel bad for her friend. Knowing her situation, there was no way the monster girl would think of selling another bitty to Marie, as heartbreaking as it was, but she hoped that seeing them at the store would cheer her up. Angel's store was a big and modern one. Now selling a lot of different bitty types and already preparing to sell some more, it was the size of a huge mansion, built in one too but with most of the inside walls being razed down. The whole thing was a lovely white color- one of Angel's favorite and had a lot of ergonomy and gain of space thought in. From afar, the whole thing seemed outrageous- but welcoming- brand new- but ancien- weird- but functionnal. A oxymoron in itself. As a kid that had lived in a big house, Élodie loved to work in one, now that she was stuck in a 4 on 4 meter room to live in. Felt like memories. As she entered, she noticed two things. First, one of her colleagues had already arrived and did the opening- which was great, it wasn't an easy part. And Angel wasn't here. Which was also great. The -kind of human vibes but she really looked like a demon so truly she didn't know- woman had the habit of messing with her employee by selling the bittys herself and- this was- frustrating to say the least! Cause. You know. When you're paid on what you sell through the day and need that money, your boss stealing your sales isn't a good thing. That was actually rotting Élodie's relationships with her colleagues, competition being rude. As Marie entered the shop for the first time, she did nothing but coo over the baby blue and papy areas near the cash register. She loved baby blue as her favorite breed and those one were so adorbs oh my gosh how could they be so- "It's because we ordered them with bigger eyes." Shrugged Élodie with a smile. "I have the cleaning left to do." A furious glance to her colleague leaving her the worst part followed then she turned back to Marie again. "You're able to do the Soultime. Just don't go near the Fell lines or the venomous lamias, alright?" Élodie was a monster girl that could be trusted, so she indeed went to cleaning while Marie went right into her favorite pen and soon was harrassed with a swarm of little blues praising her own beautiful blue eyes, her long curled locks and stuff. Being unfamiliar with the fake compliments, she thought they were genuine and said to praise her loveliness, whose, to be honest, Marie's sister was failing to do those last months. "You're all so-" She definitely said adorbs ten time and tried to think of another synonym but failed. "So something!" The blue eyelights started shining even brightly. "I wish I could just take all of you home with me!" A chorus of gasps followed. "YOU'RE TAKING US ALL WITH YOU???" Saying that while in their pen wasn't a good idea and soon she was buried under overjoyed manipulative little shits like a kid under the beach sand when their parents don't want any more fuss. When Élodie came back to check, she was actually horrified. She helped her friend back out of the playpen while baby blues were having a tantrum because 'evil liar didn't adopt any of them!'. Some were actually crying anger tears. Seeing her friend sadly confused, Élodie's soul hurt in her chest. She mumbled. "We... we do have some rescue pygmies in the backroom. Since you're familiar with the breed... Go play with them? The cleaning's done, we're opening the newcomers." Marie's eyes went as wide and shiny as the baby blue's, to the point the monster girl began doubting her

friend wasn't one in disguise. Would actually explain a lot of things.

"You're receiving gifts?!" Yes. Definitely a baby blue in disguise. Or maybe fifty of them under a coat. Marie let out a laugh. "So... Sorry. Dumb joke. But I wanna see! Please!" Knowing what just happened, letting Marie near any boxes of samples of new bittys wasn't the bestest idea in the world. Élodie bite the inside of her cheek with her pointy and sharp Fell fangs, thinking. "Please stay at my side. Don't do anything dumb. Please?" She pleaded. They went helping another of Élodie's colleague who was struggling with the first wooden box. What was inside was labelled as 'SlayBelle's Shitty Bitties' but no more indication of what it was exactly. Thanks the stars, they had received a flyer some days prior so they more or less knew what the breeds consisted of. Needless to say a shiver of something that could be called... Fear ? Maybe. Run through the back of both employees. Marie just cooed as she rushed to the now opened box, revealing three cardboard boxes of Jellybeans. "Oh... Oh no." Marie turned to her friend, showing her the Papyrus-type bittys. "The poor one! Why haven't they got any limbs?" Puppy eyes. Check. Crocodile tears? Check. Something common for a Jellybean, yes, but if so, why all of that was on Marie's face? Élodie sighed. "They are sold as is. Something about people pitying them and buying them faster." "I... I could take some of them home." Marie negociated. "I don't think my sister will know. I know they'll never find a good home if I don't help them now!" "Yes. That exactly what I said. Congratulations, you've been manipulated." "But they'll eventually throw them away when they'll get bored of taking care of them! I'm their only ch-" Élodie stopped listening. Maybe bringing Marie here wasn't a good idea. She was a good friend, really. Perhaps it was the tragic loss of Spade and Sucre d'Orge that was messing with her head. "Next box is Li------ WOW." Élodie cried, terrified of any accident that could spilled from that. "Marie, dear. Pal. Love. My bestie!" The monster girl panicked. "What?" Answered her friend. "Just take this box of Jellybeans to the pygmys in the backroom and come back in ten minutes, okay?" Marie shrugged. "Okay." Yes. Crisis averted. Élodie definitely did not wanted her friend to bond with a Licorice. Licorice were edgys... being more edgys. The idea was... She really did not know anymore but Angel told her to sell those to clients in need of some 'reassuring' presence in their lives. They were ugly, possessive and prone to 'punish' their owner when thinking they were 'cheated on', whatever that meant for a bitty and- the wooden box opened, revealing only one tazmania devil in a steel cage. Yes. They smelled horribly as well. Or maybe it was just that one. "Why taken so long ta open' fuk face?!" Said an outraged voice. Élodie leaned near the box for her gaze to meet the bitty's. It stared at her. She stared at it. And she closed the wooden box lid on it. "I'm not selling that shit."

Her colleague laughed. "Don't worry. I'll sell it. More cash for me."

[atrixfromice]

If isn't one thing, is another!!!

Or “the odyssey of quest for the best microphone!”

I’m going to talk about this, because I promised to some folks I would. But also because I feel the need to talk about this to feel...well, maybe not better...but to feel a bit less dissapointed at least.

I was really excited about going one step further to a higher level regarding my fictional characters, but unfortunately for me, “if isn’t one thing is another” as we say in Mexico. Is an expression for when we have one and another and another misadventure or bad thing happenning succesively.

And that’s precisely what happened to me in general this year. But specially, with this animation project. First my computer started to have trouble, so I told myself “well if that’s so, I might just make the animation in traditional and I could tell my brother to lend me his computer so I can put the drawings together on movie maker”.  And my mom helped me with the traditional animation tools that are the glass desk I use as animation table, and the portable lamp. These ones!

But at the same time with my computer trouble, I had a lot of trouble too with the quality of the audio records when I found my character’s voices, since the peeps who were enthousiastic to work voicing my characters had no microphone to record, and I had no microphone to record either!

They recorded directly with their smartphone, and I with my smartphone and using an earphone as microphone. So in all the cases the voice was overcame by the sound of the street, the neighbords, people talking in the distance, etc.

Plus, one of my friends was so nice to spend an afternoon and night with me until 4 am (via chat online of course, he lives in mexico city and is far away from where I live) talking about my fictional characters and making voices so I could know if he could fit for one of my characters, because he was so excited a bout this animation, and mostly because, as I said before, he always wanted to be a voice actor for animated cartoons.

So I thought it worth the effort to help them and myself a bit, and I had the brilliant, brillant idea ( now I know it wasn’t a good idea XD) of making a tour on my town to see if I could find a good quality micro for a decent price so I could buy at least 2 or 3, and send then 2 to my friends and one for me, or send one to one of  my friends and take one for me.

But what happened I think I wouldn’t have predicted it!

Firs of all, almost all electronic stores were closed due quarantine. Except for one who was a little modest store that had recently oppened. So I bought my micro there because I had no choice.

The first “micro” I bought was actually not a micro (even if the girl who was selling there told me that is was usable to record) but just some headphones that worked via bluetooth with a micro included but they were only to talk, not to record. So yeah that day I learned that you cannot record via bluetooth. Because even if I installed an app so my smartphone could recognize the mic, the sound was horrible!! It sounded like someone who was talking to you from 3 meters away or something like that! Even the records sounded better with my earphone used as micro! And that was so much to say.

So I went to the store and I told the girl I needed to change the product or the return of my money cos this product wasn’t able to make what I needed it for, that was RECORDING AND GIVE ME A GOOD QUALITY SOUND! And then the girl said she couldn’t give me back my money because their enterprise didn’t allowed that, but yes to product changement in case of trouble. So I accepted and she gave me an earphones with microphone included, it was a generic brand but the girl told me it worked well, so I thought everything was going to be ok.

But no, actually that was worse! It got worse and worse.

I arrived home almost at dawn and I spent almost all day walking to go from store to store and come back. So as you can imagine, I was exhausted. I felt like the toothpaste you squeezed and it’s almost to get over. I wasn’t going to record my fictional character’s voice at that moment. I even didn’t ate all day! But I didn’t really cared, I felt too tired so I just I collapsed on the bed like a log.

So the next morning, I woke up and I happily proceeded to test the micro, and for my misfortune, just one of the headphones worked well, and the other didn’t, and the microphone, that was important part I needed, it didn’t worked at all!!! So there you have me, walking 2 hours to go and come back from the same store (since the transports are not doing their service due COVID) to change that micro, and then the girl gave me another brand of headphones with microphone, and I prayed God for this to the good one!  

Again, same stuff, I didn’t ate and I was tired, but this time I didn’t collapsed like a log, I tried to test the micro to know if it worked or not, and then, it happened that the headpones worked both of them, but the micro didn’t work!

So next morning I went to the store for the 3rd time and I was very upset, I told the girl to give me back my money because I didn’t wanted any other product from this store. I'm appreciative she was very understanting with me, because she treated me nicely and with calm even if I was so exasperated, pissed off and cursing in french.

No kidding on this! In retrospective...it was so embarassing because every people at the store turned their gaze at me like if I was a mad woman! LOL But you can deny after the 3rd time receiving a bad product you would probably have felt the same.

so I calmed down as well. And this time she gave me a lapel microphone, because she couldn’t give me back my money. And thanks goodness when I came home, I tested it and it worked. I I felt relieved and could eat finally.

The next morning I prepared myself a sandwich, and took care of my home duties like moping and swepping and dish washing, that stuff. And when the afternoon came and I tried to record on my new, and I realized that while it worked, the sound quality was very bad cos it picked up a lot of the background sounds and it made to some clicking and squeaking like if I was moving it but I wasn’t.

So I took my afternoon to look on google for how to record with a cheap or bad quality microphone (this one was not that cheap, but it was bad!) and I did all what people adived on on youtube and on blog articles. And I tried to record for two afternoons. like 6 and 6 hours, imagine it, I spent 12 hours voice acting!

Even I put covered my windows on aluminium paper, and I recorded on my bathroom and inside of my closet! XD But nothing worked because, while there was a bit les background noise, the recordings still had those annoying squeaking sounds, and when the voice made high notes, it sounded like someone's fingernails on a blackboard!

It was particularly hard to record on the closet, cos I was up for 6 hours and a bit more standing up trying to record something, and I had to start from the beginning because of the so annoying sounds that were made when I made emphasis on the words. So at the end my feet were numb and burining like hell! That not counting that more the time passed, the less my physical strenght to record I had.

And then after I finished, I thought it was really good, and I was so proud and satisfied with the result, then I gave the record to one of my friends, who offered as beta tester to listen my records, and he commented he heard an squeaking sound and that in the pauses when I talked, he could hear my breath! And that he couldn’t understand what was being said. And he’s an native english-speaker, soo, sooo it meant the record was not going to be able to be used!!!

So you can imagine why at the end I was so dissapointed and sad! Because I had a really exhausted body, a wounded pride, and a sore jaw and throat, because when you record voice (specially on a bad quality mic) you must exagerate a bit your voice and pronnounce well, and move your mouth a lot so you can get a good emphasis on your dialogues. And after all this effort I only got a 2 or 3 minutes recording, which was awesome, but the quality wasn’t good enough to be on an animation!!!! *sobs*

It was a dialogue between two characters, the main character from “good team guys” and the main “bad team guys”, from one of my stories. It was an epic battle between these two, and it was so...so awesome and mindblowing!

No kidding! It had all what I wanted it to have, all those delicious emphasis on the right words and phrases. I don’t even know if I’ll be able to record something THIS GOOD ever again in my life! Because I was inspired, and this doesn’t happen very often.

That without counting that I feel like a great jerk now because I feel like I failed to the peeps who were so participative offering their voices to voice my fictional characters, and who were enthusiastic and excited about voicing one of my original characters. But I think I’m smart enough to notice that right now I don’t have the tools to do neither animation nor voice acting.

So.. that’s why I dediced to not record more, not continuating animating, because I’m just I messing up my health and sleep and with this bad quality micro and computer I’ll not have any good results.

I think is better to save money to buy a good microphone for the voice, or a couple of ones, and send one to my friend. And wait until my brother could borrow me his laptop.

I think, while it makes me sad to come back to illustration and comics only...I feel a bit better by talking about my oddysey. So I thanks a lot to y’all who have been here to support my art and listen to what I write about my art projects.