#but also i can't remember the one they used so i can't really look it up

[married-to-google-translater]

hcs for Malleus(u can throw other characters in if you want) dealing with a fem prefect asking him to get her some feminine products because she’s too embarrassed to ask Crowley for some?

I do this for Malleus and Ace. Propably I do this also others later.

Ace Trappola

You and Ace had been dating for a while now.

Ace got a call from you this morning.

You said you wanted to meet him quickly in your dorm.

You also said that you would like to meet him alone.

Ace would complain a little but he would show up anyway.

You weren't Ace's first dating partner.

Because of this, he wouldn't be so surprised when he heard your request.

Ace would make a little joke about it.

But he would stop quickly when he saw your expression.

If looks could kill he would be sooooooo dead …

Ace finally agrees to help you.

Even if it's a little awkward.

Ace would be slightly blushing the entire time.

he just hopes no one sees him carrying women's health products around.

Ace wouldn't really know what brands you want.

He would call you from the store and speak as quietly as possible.

You'd better give him hugs after this.

Malleus Draconia

Malleus would be really confused when you call him in the morning.

It would take him a while to remember how to answer the call.

In the end, however, Malleus would succeed.

Malleus would have a moment to understand what you asked.

He wouldn't have that much knowledge about those things.

Malleus would eventually teleport to your dorm.

This would be an easier way to handle things.

You should give Malleus a rundown of what's happening to you…

As well as make sure you're not dying.

Malleus would be genuinely worried about you.

He would like to help you to the best of his ability.

Just tell him what to do.

However, Malleus can't just walk into a store to buy women's health products.

That would definitely break a lot of protocols.

The Crown Prince of Briar Valley could do no such thing.

Malleus would have to ask Lilia for help.

He would also know more about these things.

Malleus would take good care of you.

You wouldn't need to ask Crowley for help.

Since Malleus isn't sure which brand you're using, he buys one of each.

You never have a shortage of women's accessories.

[residentflamingo]

Twice Members' Favorite Places to Kiss You

Twice x fem! reader

Warnings: so sweet you’ll get a toothache <3

A/N: I’ve been in a really bad writing slump lately, so that is the main reason why I have not been posting at all. And school has also been kicking me in the ass 💀✌️ I have so many good drafts I want to share with you guys, but my motivation has been at 0% for a while. But lately I have been getting a lot better, so more works are expected to come soon! Which also means I will be opening back up my requests box :D Someone did request me to write something a long time ago, but I have been steadily working on it over time. It’s got about 5,000 words on it, so as long as my lazy ass doesn’t put off to writing it, that draft will be coming out soon as well. Thank you to all of you lovely people who have been patient, and also the ones that have been liking my posts. You guys are phenomenal and I love and appreciate all of you ❤️

Nayeon

Lips ♡

A very standard one, but well suitable for her

She loves how soft and plump your lips are

Like Sana, Nayeon is a very affectionate person

So after she’s had a loooong day at the studio, all she wants to do is give you some repetitive and silly kisses that end up in slow and passionate ones

(Sometimes she’ll even bite your lip if she’s feeling a little bit frisky that night…)

“Oh my gosh I missed you so much Y/N. You won’t believe how many new dance routines they made us learn today.”

Her favorite kinds of kisses are good luck kisses and goodnight kisses <3

(And the passionate ones of course ;)

Nayeon loves how sweet it feels to be able to show her love through a kiss, and be able to feel your soft lips in the process

Kissing your lips make her feel grounded, and wanting nothing more than to spend every moment of every day with you

Jeongyeon

Forehead ♡

Very domestic and homey feeling for her

Her kisses are always very sentimental and sweet

She doesn’t kiss as often as other people, which makes the wait worth it every time

“Here honey, you go lay down and rest. I can do the rest of the laundry for you.”

Always kisses you randomly and making sure it catches you off guard

She loves seeing you all flustered and shy <3

Kissing you on the forehead reminds her of being married to you someday, and just being able to protect you from harm

You are everything to her, and she never wants you to feel anything less than that

And if you’re shorter than her, then it’s an even better reason for her to kiss you on the forehead <3

Will also give you the biggest kiss when she comes home from work 🥺

“I missed you so much honey, what have you been up to?”

Momo

Tummy ♡

When you had previously told her about being insecure about your tummy, you never thought she would take it so seriously

But oh boy how wrong you were

It instantly became Momo's favorite place to kiss you

Momo made sure to always remember it so she could prove your insecurities wrong

She loves how soft and chunky your tummy is, and just can't ever get enough of it

Also loves how much you giggle when she kisses you

If you ever have those days where you're not feeling too great, she will start giving you kisses there first and make sure you feel so loved and beautiful

“You are so beautiful Y/N. Don’t you ever forget it.”

“Your stretch marks are not ugly at all honey I promise. They make you look even more gorgeous.”

She will sometimes leave hickies and bite marks there too, but only when she’s in the mood and you give her permission

If you are also pregnant, she will not hesitate to smother your tummy in kisses then too <3

It would be almost impossible for her to keep her hands off of you

Her end goal is to always make you feel loved, and to remind you that you are the most beautiful woman she has ever set her eyes on

Sana

Dimples ♡

We all know Sana is a very affectionate person. So choosing her favorite spot to kiss you would be impossible right?

Nope not at all for her.

The first thing that had drawn her to you was your radiant smile

But the deal breaker was the dimples that came along with it

She just couldn’t get enough of them

Once you guys had been dating for about 3-4 months, you both had gotten very comfortable with each other and started being all lovey dovey and such

That was when you noticed how much she loved to kiss your dimples

Any chance she could get, she made sure to kiss you in that same spot

It never failed to make you blush every time, and that’s part of the reason why she would constantly kiss you there

She also loves how well they compliment your face, and how adorable they make you look

“Y/N have I ever told you how much I love your dimples? They make you look so cute!” *pinches your cheeks*

Jihyo

Cheeks ♡

She doesn’t mind kissing on the lips. She loves it actually, but she kissing your cheeks even better

Jihyo’s kisses are the most genuine ones you will ever feel in your entire life

Sometimes it’s hard for her to say how much she loves you outloud, so she’ll express it through her kisses

When you’re having a bad day and come home tired, she’ll wrap her arms around you and give soft pecks on your cheeks

Or when Jihyo has to leave for early morning dance practice, she’ll slowly wake you up by peppering your face with kisses too

It’s just a super sweet gesture for her, and your puffy cheeks are too cute to not kiss anyways

She loves the way you blush when she randomly walks up to you and kisses you

Jihyo adores you so much, even if it’s hard for her to say outloud sometimes

When she does, she makes sure it meaningful, and at the perfect time

“I love you so much Y/N. Even if I don’t say it outloud that much, I really do. You’re my world, and I never want you to feel any lesser than that.”

Mina

Nose ♡–-

When you confessed to her that you hated the shape/size of your nose, she made it one of her top priorities to make you feel less insecure about it

Her shy persona may keep her from expressing a lot of things, but it didn’t stop her from showing her affection for you

You were used to her always giving you warm hugs, and very soft kisses on the lips

But when she added your nose to the agenda, it was game over for you

She loves to kiss your nose when you look super cute, and she can’t handle it

Or when you’re doing something sweet for her like washing the dishes, or doing her laundry. She’ll always find a way to pay you back with affection

“Thank you so much baby. You’re so sweet.”

Over time your insecurities had slowly gone away after receiving so much love and support from her, making your nose the very very least of your worries

Having someone like her in your life made you realize that looks weren’t every thing, and that you never have to worry about when you’re with her

“Honey your nose is so cold. *kisses your nose* Here let me kiss it some more so it will feel warmer...”

Dahyun

Hands/ fingers ♡

Dahyun is very loving and sweet

She loves to hold your hand when you two are walking around Seoul together, or just cuddling on the couch

She loves the intimacy it brings between you two

If she doesn't express her love with words at the moment, she will express it with actions

She'll bring your hand up to her lip and pepper your knuckles, fingers, and whatever else with kisses

Something else that she would never admit, is how she loves the softness of your hands

It reminds her of when she was little, and she would hold her mother’s hand

Dahyun wants you to feel loved and adored by her at all times, even if it’s not verbally

When you guys are at restaurants, she will have no shame holding your hand from across the table and kissing it

“Dahyun be careful. People might see us.”

She’ll just laugh and say, “Let them. Nothing will ever stop me from expressing my love for you darling.”

Chaeyoung

Jawline/Neck ♡

We all know Chaeyoung is a big romantic

And can sometimes be a bit flirty with it too

So it’s no surprise that her favorite place to kiss you, would be the most intimate and steamy

Even though it is her favorite spot to kiss you, she doesn’t really kiss there very often

But when she does, she makes sure to go all out

She loves how intimate it is, and loves hearing/ seeing your reaction every time she kisses in that area

Most definitely will leave hickies too, so be aware when she starts going to town down there

“You like it when I kiss you like this baby?”

You can just already see her smirking while saying that…

She loves riling you up and making you melt from her touch <3

Tzuyu

Ears ♡

Tzuyu is a one-of-a-kind woman, and the sweetest one you have ever met

When you guys first started dating you it stayed at the awkward stage for a little bit longer than most couples

But when she started warming up to you, her affection towards you became even greater

It started with little kisses on the nose, then on the cheek, lips, she eventually progressed to your ears

You thought it was weird at first, but you eventually grew to love it

Tzuyu loves to hug you from behind because of the height difference, and she’ll often whisper in your ear how much she loves you

Sometimes she’ll nibble a little bit too after kissing it, but not very often

If you have slightly larger size ears, she would tease you about it every now and then

But not enough to where you would feel insecure

She just thinks your ears are super cute, and make you even more loveable

"I love you so much Y/N... Don't ever change. You are perfect just the way you are."

[toomanyideasandfandoms]

Sometimes Silence Is The Best Medicine

Jiyan x reader

Notes: I really needed some comfort from my husband, so I'm throwing this out there for others.

Reader based of of oc (but given name inserts), gn reader, they/them used, afab anatomy possibly mentioned.

Also small warning about some graphic imagery and also not proofread lol

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It's ringing, your head is ringing. It's not some stark white noise, it doesn't even sound like anything. It's like there's an absence of noise, yet it's every noise as well. You can't block it out either, it heightens when you hear anything. It just won't stop. You wanted to scream. Why won't it stop-

"Are you alright [Y/n]?" A sudden voice calls out, startling you out of your internal screaming. Gentle hands grasp onto your hands, now realizing they're gripping onto your hair tightly, coaxing them to release the [h/c] locks. The person doesn't let go, instead they keep a firm grip on your skin in comfort. "Breathe."

"I am." You reply, acknowledging the slow breathes you were taking. The realization that tears were running down struck you, feeling the droplets land onto your joined hands. Taking a moment to recollect yourself, you lift your head a bit to look at the person before you. Though you didn't see their face, instead you immediately recognized them by the clothes. "I'm fine, Jiyan."

"Forgive me, but I don't believe you." He says, giving you hands a gentle squeeze. It's easy for him to notice how you aren't meeting his eyes or how tense your posture was. "What happened?"

"Nothing did." You sighed, turning your head away to look on at the main city of Jinzhou. The gentle breeze picked up your clothing a bit, letting it flow like petals. "Just...my own head being my biggest enemy."

"I see." He pauses, unsure how to respond. "Would it be better to talk about it?"

"Not really?" You shrug your shoulders, ignoring the almost itching sensation the fabric that clung to your form gave. "It's hard to explain."

"Try it. Explain to me."

"It's...It's like everything is too much." You begin to say, focusing on the warmth his hands gave. "Every sound is deafening, almost every touch is itchy, and no matter where I look my eyes burn because it's too bright. It makes me want to scream out loud until my voice is gone and scratch my skin off."

"That's..."

"I know, it's intense." You chuckle as you can practically see his expression from the way his voice sounded. "But it happens, it's just something I have to get over until the next time."

"Does having someone with you help?"

"Sometimes? Other times no." You squeeze his hands, desiring more warmth to seep into your palms. "Though luckily this is one of those times."

"I'm glad." He smiles, reciprocating your grasp. You hear a small shuffle before you feel his shoulder bump into your, causing you to tense a bit. "Sorry."

"It's okay."

He releases one hand, using the now free limb to bring your head onto him. "Is this okay?"

"...kind of." You mutter, feeling your cheeks turning a bit red at the contact. A small thought crossed your mind, but you weren't too sure if you wanted to go through with it.

"I remember you saying compressions usually helped with those who experience similar things. Would that also work for you?" He asks softly, studying your body language to make sure he wasn't overstepping.

"I'm not sure."

"Are you willing to try?"

"...yes."

Without another word he guides you to sit in front of him, the grass brushing against your skin irritatingly. You grunt in annoyance, before he pushes you against him and wraps his arms around you. You stiffen in his hold, hearing him whisper into your ear to relax and breathe. You do so and as the breeze tickled your cheeks, you began to smell the clear waters that were nearby.

"Would you be alright with talking more? Or is being silent better?" He asked gently, keeping a comfortable firm grip on your form.

"I wanna enjoy the view of the city a bit." You whisper, the desire to scream slowly leaving you. You barely could even register the fact that the sounds of the world around were quietening.

So you both sat there, taking in the shared warmth as they watched the sun begin the set down past the city.

[happypotato48]

Wandee Goodday EP 5 Unhinged Tangant Thoughts

Finally it's brainrot saturgay. we're back with a dumb homo, himbo bisexual, the cutest domestic hubbies in existence, tired acesexual eyebrows, and dr. 666 himself (i still can fix him!)

Well well well if it isn't the look of a dumb whore who is in too deep with this fake relationship. Dee i know you already imagine a nice big house with 2.5 kids, 2 dogs and 1 cat future with this man... oh wait that's me nvm then.

i bet Yak also remembers how many HJs, BJs, and all the other Js he received.

Oh hi baby i've missed you so much. now save these morons from themselves with the power of poorly made sextumes.

You took too long, now your candy's gone, that's what happened!

He's so happy how well his sextumes are received. Ahhhhhhh! he so cute! i can't, i RAK him so much, this eyebrows is my everything.

ตาคิ้วหนาาาา!!

I will be joining @lurkingshan in the recovery ward of saint framboise, hospital for the gays and the gals. and i'm expect many more will be joining us soon. for this scene is a mass casualty incident.

Why are you both still has thoes things on your heads. my first instinct in this kind of situation is probably to get rid of the very noticible kinky headband on my head. forking amatures.

Kawaii Dick!! i name him dick-kun.

Karma sure is a funny bitch. her comedic timing is impeccable.

God bless this mess.

Ok this show finally made me cave in and bought that tacky elapant pants that i used to associated with foreign tourists. turn out they are very comfy. man, i shouldn't let white people dictated my fashion sense. live and learn i guess.

Speaking of fashion sense. this look is definitely not working for you Yak.

Can you blame him! i too would be this cray if i have someone as hot as Yei as my bf.

My money is on a loan shark. i will forgive you for this one lie, Oye.

I have to remind myself sometime that i was not like other kids. cause i definitely would be bored out of my mind with this kind of stuff as a kid.

Two dick jokes in a row. NICE!

I can still fix him! no really i can i just need the right tools.

I love that even though i saw these two fucked each other nasty before. the anticipation of them kissing is still very much present.

This is a nice intermediate ep, not a lot happened but we get to spent more time with Yak and Dee growing their 100% not fake Boyfriendship. they had both met each others close families, very involved in each other lives. and emotionally supported each other. they're good together and they started to realized that. the many looks of Dee "oh shit" is already gave me all the angsts. and from the preview shit totally gonna hits the fan next ep and i can't wait for someone (hopefully Ai Phi Ter) to get punch.

[scoatneyhall]

WILD. Was anyone else aware that the Ted Lasso team has gone in and made post-production edits on season 3 episodes, sometime in the last year?

I've been rewatching the finale in advance of the one year anniversary of it airing, and straight off, I noticed that the points total on the graphic looked different to how I remembered it - a much closer race. It stuck out because I remembered being annoyed that they didn't celebrate the moment Richmond got confirmed for the Champions League, as the gap was big enough for it to have happened a while ago, offscreen. I still have a screencap from when the episode aired:

However, the current copy on Apple has an updated graphic, making the post-production graphic in line with the numbers on the actual physical whiteboard prop and the script mentioning the win streak. See here:

The corrected copy makes Richmond's points match the whiteboard, but it also puts the teams in 3rd to 5th place much closer to them points-total wise, meaning that now, in the current version of the episode, Richmond only qualified for the UCL in "Mom City," making it make more sense that the start of 3.12 is the first time it gets discussed. Would have been nice to mention that stake in the City match commentary during 3.11, but I genuinely am shocked that they went back in and edited the already-published episodes to clean up the post-production errors. For the record, here's the whiteboard as of 3.08: W10, D9, L6.

Just in case anyone cares, the order of those results was - 1 draw against Chelsea, 6 wins with Zava, 1 loss against West Ham, the rest of the draws and losses occurring between 3.05 and the loss against Arsenal in 3.07, and then the 4 wins mentioned at the start of 3.08. By the start of 3.12, it's mentioned they are on a 16 game win streak, so that's 22 wins overall, 9 draws, 6 losses, going into the final weekend, hence the updated graphic.

I like that they went in and fixed it - no idea when in the past 12 months that occured - but I also kind of can't believe they bothered? Then again, I can't believe the mistake was made in the first place, as they were so specific with details in the prior seasons, so maybe they couldn't live with it being wrong.

I know there were rumours about a ton of issues in terms of getting these episodes posted in time - right down to the wire, still fixing the edit on the airdate - and it's clear that these details were not checked and confirmed by the poor people in post who were not working off the show bible that lives in the writers heads. I don't blame them at all, I blame the people who got the edit to them late, but it did annoy me during the season a LOT. The maths wasn't mathing, and as we know this is a show that has been careful with dates and timelines and stuff like that.

Anyway! The point is, a) this post about my UCL qualification fantasies is now moot, and b) I went back and checked another post production error that had REALLY pissed me off, which was the dates of texts in Ted's phone in 3.04. Phone dates have always given us the timeline quite strictly before - it's how @belmottetower and I started the timeline in our primer, with Ted arriving in London on January 6, 2020 and then following the football seasons from there to place the season 3 finale in May 2022 - but in 3.04, all the cute texts we see to all the characters in his phone were badly misdated, placing the timeline further in the future. This caused arguments or misunderstandings, at the time about the actual timeline of the show, but it seems this was another detail the producers really wanted to fix and tighten up, as they've gone back and had it edited.

It's weird, because the texts Ted was actually going back to - the messages from Doctor Jacob - were dated correctly as late 2019, and there's even a little easter egg in the form of a US rideshare notification picking him up to go to the airport in America, on 5 January 2020. (Even the area code, 316, is apparently correct to Kansas.) That's all correct even in the original version of the episode, but somehow we then skip a year and place his most recent texts, as of 3.04, in late October 2022, when they should only be in late September or early October 2021. (I found this post on Reddit that screenshotted his phone at the time.) Examples:

I had to go back and check this, and sure enough, it's been edited to reflect the established timeline - they didn't just redate the year on each message, they also changed a bunch of the chats to be more recent - so rather than dates, his most recent chats with Henry, the Coaches, etc are from "Yesterday," then the first dated texts are in very late September 2021. This matches up pretty perfectly with where they are in a typical Premier League season - they REALLY cleaned it up. Further back, they do just switch the years on the dates, so he still got a picture from Sassy last Valentines Day, and his last one-on-one contact with Jamie is still set before the events of Wembley in 2.08 (FA Cup semi finals are in April, so a few weeks after the March 2021 date on Jamie's chat.)

My brain is itching because I swear there was a screen of Nate and Ted's text chat at some point too? With Ted reaching out about his new job, on a date that deeply did not work with the timeline? But maybe I imagined it. There's no record of Nate's number in his phone at all now, and the texts date back to before Nate left, so I guess in this version of events, Ted deleted Nate's number and message history.

Anyway, I'm aware that basically no one is going to care about this, but I suspect that the three people who will actually care will REALLY FUCKING CARE. Has anyone else noticed it? Does anyone know when it may have happened? Does anyone know what else might have been changed or fixed? I love details and I love the fact that there is no longer conflicting data about what football seasons the show is covering - it's mid 19/20 to the end of 21/22, end of story - but what a fucking mess the production of season 3 must have been, to end up at this point!

[tokidokitokyo]

Cool Kanji Party Tricks

Or “How I Use Kanji to Impress My Friends”

Learning kanji can be daunting, especially for those just starting out in their Japanese studies. There are two thousand standard kanji needed to read a newspaper, but Japanese people know and use many thousands more. There are several methods available to self study kanji (just do a quick Google search to find the most popular), but any serious study of kanji takes time. Lots of time. It can feel like studying kanji over and over is a waste of time, especially since you have the internet at your fingertips to look things up at any time. However, I really believe that having a good foundation in kanji is essential to mastering Japanese, and I wanted to share what I call "cool party tricks" to encourage you in your kanji studies.

What are "cool kanji party tricks"? This is just a list of things I have noticed that having a solid understanding of kanji will allow you to do. I have been studying Japanese for more than 10 years, and most of these things I just noticed one day in an a-ha moment, and even though someone had told me for years that learning and practicing kanji is important, it took several realizations for me to truly grasp what that meant. I would say that many of these require an intermediate grasp of the language to be able to use consistently, but I think that you can start doing any of these after achieving a basic foundation in the Japanese language.

So when your hand is cramped from writing the same kanji for hours, when on'yomi and kun'yomi have become swear words, and when you lost that one little point on the exam because the kanji you were supposed to use was only off by one stroke from the kanji you actually used... I hope you will remember this post and feel a little bit encouraged.

Find the appropriate kanji to use when typing in the romaji/hiragana on a computer/phone

Since I started my Japanese studies during high school, the formal classes I was taking had me writing out kanji for homework in order to remember it and to be able to pass the quizzes and exams. So I spent many hours writing out kanji only to end up with hand cramps and ugly looking written characters. It took ages and the stream of kanji that I had to learn seemed endless. However, one benefit I quickly saw was that I was able to quickly adapt to typing in Japanese on a computer/phone because I was able to correctly identify the kanji that I had practiced, and knew which one to select when several choices came up.

In Japanese, many words have the same sounds but different kanji and meanings (these are called homophones). So when you type in the hiragana or romaji for a word into the keyboard, it will prompt you with a list of kanji to choose from. Being able to correctly select the right one is something I suddenly realized I could do one day, even if I hadn't used the word often. I knew and could recall a larger number of kanji than I thought, and I could eliminate any incorrect kanji for the word I was trying to use. Having a good solid foundation in kanji characters means that you don't have to go look up every word in the dictionary to check that you have the right kanji, and you also don't have to leave the word in kana because you can't guess the right kanji, but rather you are confident enough to pick the correct kanji for the word on your own. This makes typing more efficient and saves time!

Understand the meaning of a word just by looking at the kanji

When you know a significant amount of kanji and what they mean, sometimes when you encounter new compound words you can guess at what they mean. Or if you are like me and sometimes forget how to read words you are already supposed to know, you can magically relearn them by looking at the kanji and interpreting the meaning. So sometimes when I am reading text in Japanese and I see a compound I don't know, I can interpret the meaning from context and from my understanding of the individual kanji, and continue through the text without stopping to look up the word. This helps you to get the gist of a text without having to look up all the words, and is how you can start reading more advanced books or manga.

Guess at the pronunciation of a word from the kanji

On the flip side of the previous cool party trick is being able to guess how to pronounce a word by knowing the on'yomi and kun'yomi of the kanji, and therefore being able to guess at the pronunciation of a word. Unless the word has 人 or 生 in it. This helps most when reading out loud in class or to another person. It will also help you to feel smug about yourself while reading a book that is of a more advanced level and being able to determine the reading of several compound words in a row.

Understanding a new word using kanji clues

As an extension of the previous cool party tricks, I eventually reached the point where I could hear a word in conversation that I had never heard before, and figure out the meaning using kanji clues.

For example, not all Japanese people know English (shocking, right?), and busting out your phone to look up every single word you don't know can become burdensome in continuing the flow of a conversation. So, if I hear a word that I don't know during a conversation (and the continuation or flow of the conversation hinges on my understanding of the word), I will stop the person and either ask what kanji the word is written with, or if I have a guess I will ask "is this using the kanji for X?" This way I can gain clues to the key word without stopping the flow of conversation too much. (It's also a fun way to show off to Japanese speakers.)

For example, if you hear the word jishin (じしん) in conversation, and you aren't sure which meaning the speaker intended:

自信 self-confidence

自身 one's self

You can ask:

"Did you mean 自信 (jishin) with the "shin" from 信用 (shin'you) or did you mean 自身 (jishin) with the "mi" (another pronunciation of 身) as in one's body?"

Then the person can respond:

"Oh, I mean 身 (mi)! As in, 自分自身 (jibun jishin), or one's self."

Then, you can continue the conversation, having an understanding of what the speaker is saying and not having to take out your phone to translate as often. This also can give the person you are speaking to a better sense of your level and help them to tailor the conversation to you.

[I hope this conveys what I am trying to illustrate ^.^]

TL;DR: Kanji is Fun

Honestly, when kanji clicks and you can read words or understand their meanings, it's like deciphering a secret code, and this is one of the things I find so cool about Japanese, and why I have studied it for so long. So if you are just starting out and are daunted by kanji - don't worry. I am still daunted by kanji, but I also find it a useful tool to improve my knowledge of Japanese and to communicate in a way many people cannot. I hope this information was useful and inspires you to suffer through learn more kanji.

[owlwithanapple]

Bird & Fox 🔞

This is my first time writing erotic content🔞. I'm still learning, I hope you all will like it😘.

If you have any ideas, you are welcome to tell me at any time😆. Don’t be shy ya🥺

Chapter 15

Passion Or Juicy?

Jason Pov

In the morning, my naked body lay on the comfortable and soft bed, enjoying the bright sunshine shining through the window onto my skin. The room was surrounded by a light and fresh floral scent, which was neither strong nor vulgar, made me feel so comfortable. I put my hands on the pillow leaned my head back, staring at the rotating fan hanging on the ceiling in a daze.

I turned around buried my face in the pillow with a floral scent, which made me feel very warm and ease. But it was strange, I never smelled such a nice floral scent at home. I got up from the bed in confusion and saw a few clothes scattered on the floor. I bent down to pick them up took a closer look. It was a black high-necked dress for women.

Did I have one-night stand last night? Why don't I remember it? Who is that woman? I walked out the room with the skirt in my hand, curious who was in my house. I heard the sound of hair dryer coming from the bathroom. I stood outside the door leaned over to listen, but the sound of the hair dryer in the bathroom had stopped. I was just thinking about opening the door and going in to see who it was when a clear and gentle singing voice came from inside.

“You're just too good to be true ～ Can't take my eyes off of you ～”
“You'd be like Heaven to touch ～I wanna hold you so much ～”

Wow… this girl can really sing, the melody is beautiful and melodious. Without thinking much, I turned the doorknob and pushed it inside. The girl was facing the mirror with her back to me. I felt the girl looked familiar at first sight. From the back, she looked like Y/N. She had beautiful long brown hair and wore a white masculine shirt. She tied her hair up and turned to me smiled. It was my fucking beloved Y/N! "

I was so surprised that forgot how to blink. A bunch of questions that I couldn't solve emerged in my mind. Pause for a moment, let me calm down and sort out the doubts in my head. Why did she appear in my house? Why did she wear my shirt? Why does my bed smell like flowers? Why does she sing so softly and beautifully? What the hell is going on now?

She was walking towards me now, it was fucking serious bad. She wearing a white shirt that was completely unbuttoned, revealing her plump breasts and black lace underwear. The sexy black underwear was seen through the white shirt. Not only that, she also showed her sexy collarbone and her long slender legs.

I remembered something... I looked at my lower body, and I was fucking naked! I was standing in front of her fully naked! And I fucking stared at her for so long! Subconsciously, I used the skirt in my hand to cover my lower body, looking very embarrassed and a loss. She covered her mouth with hand to avoid my sight and laughed there, what the hell happened today!

After she finished laughing, she breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards me. I couldn't resist the temptation take a peek at her half-naked body, but immediately looked away. What happened? Is she always like this? Why don't I remember it? Are we so familiar with each other that we are half-naked? Am I sick or is she still sick?

When my mind was still in a mess, she put her arms around my neck. I didn't understand why for a moment, she pulled me into her plump breasts, and my face was buried between her breasts. At that moment, I really thought something big was going to happen. I felt the heat on her body and heard her cute laughter. She hugged me excitedly while laughing, "Good morning, sexy, did you sleep well?"

I panicked and grabbed her arm moved back. "Huh?! What the hell is going on now! Why are you walking in my house dressed like this?!"

I saw her smile turn into a confused expression, and I realized I said the wrong thing. She folded her hands under her chest. "Eh? I usually dress like this... I was going to ask you what's wrong, you looked at me like a ghost."

I was confused... I pointed at her lower body and slowly moved to her face. "You usually dress like this? Are you sure?"

She pushed my hand away, put her hands on her waist, said in a somewhat impatient tone, "I wear it for my boyfriend, is it weird?"

I didn't hear it wrong, she said she wore it for her boyfriend... She has a boyfriend... I held her shoulders and became nervous. "Wait a minute! Who the hell is your boyfriend!?"

She slowly raised her hand and pointed her index finger at me. "My boyfriend is you, Jason Todd."

I am her boyfriend... but I never confessed to her face to face... how did we jump to this kind of relationship "Are you sure? You are not lying to me? This is fake, right?"

She pulled me to the living room pushed me to sit on the sofa. She boldly sat on my thighs. I could feel her lower body rubbing against my dick! She held my face with both hands "Why would I lie to you? Or are you tired of me? Want to get rid of me? Want to break up with me?"

I grabbed her arm and explained hurriedly "It's not like that! I..."

Suddenly she kissed my lips gently, as if it was a dragonfly touching the water. Her sweet lips left my lips, and a faint smile appeared on her face "Can you tell me what's wrong? Don't scare me."

She was upset, she was scared. My helplessness hurt her and this unreal love. I calmed down and continued, "I'm sorry... I scared you. I feel so unreal that you and I actually dating."

She was confused by my strange words, "Why is it unreal?"

I told her my true feelings with sadness, "You are gentle, cute and kind, completely different from me. But we are really together."

There was a hint of sadness on her face, she hid in my shoulder and whispered, "I've told you many times. I like Jason Todd. I don't care if we are the same or different, I only love you."

Fuck...what am I doing...it's just a fake love, or an illusion of happiness, so what? I like her it's true, I love her it's true. This is the love I want, the story of us walking hand in hand because we love each other. I raised my hand and hugged her tightly to comfort her, "I'm sorry, princess. I had a nightmare and said some strange things to scare you. It's okay now."

She left my shoulder, her tearful eyes staring at me. I used my fingers gently wipe away her anxiety and tears, and she finally restored my favorite smile, "Stupid Jason, you really scared me."

I laughed softly and exhaled, "I was not only scared, but also surprised."

She tilted her head with confusion on her face, "Surprise?"

I rubbed her thighs with my rough hands. Since it was unreal, why didn't I enjoy this moment? I said in a sexy and flirting tone, "I woke up and saw my little princess sitting on my thighs in such a sexy and coquettish way. I was excited just thinking about it."

She moved my hands away. I wanted to ask her if she didn't like me touching her suddenly. Unexpectedly, she put my hands on her plump breasts. I really didn't expect it! Her small waist twisted gently, and her butt rubbed again and again, then she looked at me shyly, "Do you like it?"

Fuck. My fucking God. This situation made me so horny. It's hard to extinguish the fire. I never thought I would see such a seductive side of her. I didn't even imagine it. This is simply the happiest moment in my life, a love I have never experienced. I never knew I would have such passion and enthusiasm today.

I looked at Y/N sitting on my lap. The white shirt vaguely revealed the extremely seductive temperament of the dark black underwear. Through the white shirt and underwear, my hand touched her breasts, and super soft. I hugged her waist and let her stick to me. I licked and bit my lips with a smirk and told her, "I fucking love you so much. I want to strip you naked and eat you in one bite."

Her hands slowly moved up from my chest to my neck, and she moved closer to my face. I could feel her breathing, we were only a short distance away. If I were closer, I could give her thirsty lips a hot kiss. She kissed my cheek as sweet as a piece of candy and whispered in my ear, "Hey sexy, last night wasn't enough?"

Last night? We had sex? Was our progress fast or slow? How did she feel when having sex with me? Did she feel satisfied? I put my doubts aside. I couldn't suppress the joy in my heart when I heard what she just said. I got up and threw her on the sofa. My mood was complicated but happy. Complex in this unreal moment, happy in falling in love with her.

Now she is in front of me, her beautiful hair scattered and messy, her white shirt disheveled, her breasts wrapped in sexy black underwear, her slender waist, her sexy and round buttocks covered only by a lace. She exudes a strong charm and sexiness from head to toe. Fucking hell, how did fate let me meet this beautiful fucking woman in the world?

I stretched out my claws to her body, and slowly moved a finger from her collarbone to her chest. Her body trembled because of my touch, such a lovely response made me want to do something bad. I stole a glance at her face, curious what expression she would have, and I saw her covering her face with her hands, but I could vaguely see that she was blushing.

This reaction is fucking erotic and cute. I swallowed saliva and took a deep breath. Maybe I can find her sensitive spot now, then what will her reaction be. I gently drew circles on her plump breasts with my fingers. I couldn't see her naked body because of the layer of underwear. The less I could see, the more excited I became. I tried to touch her nipples covered by the underwear with my fingers.

"Kya!" Suddenly I heard a cute voice, I saw her covering her mouth with her hands. That cute voice was hers? Damn, it was her voice? Did I hear it right? I drew circles around her nipples through the layer of underwear and then rubbed her nipples, and her body gradually became excited. Jason Todd... No the fucking way... It's so happy to enter the stage of making love with the girl I love the most.

Maybe I really can't hold it back anymore, her body is full of beauties that I want to eat. My fingers slid from her nipples to her abdomen, her body trembled and twitched again. I couldn't hold back my own evil claws, and stretched my evil hands between her thighs to gently rub and massage. Wait the hell? This wet feeling... could it be...

Her hand was taken away from her mouth in a panic, and grabbed my hand between her thighs. Her face was already red, as if she didn't want me to see between her thighs. I was curious and wanted to use my fingers to explore, but she was at a loss and shyly held my hand tightly, "Don't look!"

I was shocked and didn't move. "Sorry! Is it too fast?"

She looked at me with her eyes, her face full of shyness. "No... I'm just embarrassed."

I was confused. Why was she embarrassed? Or was it we hadn't reached the stage of making love yet... I didn't want to hurt her body and wanted to respect her wishes. I gently touched her cheek with my other hand. "Tell me why."

She avoided my gaze and looked away. Then she thought for a while and mustered up her courage to tell me, "It's like this every time. We haven't started yet... then I get so wet..."

It's like this every time? How many times have we done it? How can she be so wet? ! I realized where the wetness just now came from. It was foreplay before making love. It just a simple touch, and she had already started to react. Damn it, a foreplay can make her wet, and she said such cute words, I fucking stayed rational. "Little princess, only two of us here, don't be embarrassed. It's normal for you to have this reaction."

"It's all because of you! It's all your fault! You made me like this..." She blurted out in embarrassment.

I couldn't hold back my joy and laughed "Hahaha! Damn! You really are..."

"You're still laughing! Asshole Jason!" She complained in anger.

I exhaled , thankful she liked me touching her, fearing my skills in bed didn't satisfy her "Little princess, I want to make you feel comfortable. As long as you feel comfortable, I'll enjoy it, and that's fucking enough."

Her eyes showed joy, and her hands gently stroked my face "I want you, just you."

After hearing those words, I no longer hesitated. We already confirmed our relationship. I leaned over and kissed her lips. She closed her beautiful eyes, put her arms around my neck pulled me closer. This kiss was not a gentle one, but a hungry one. The two of us were entangled together as if a beast and a little rabbit were combining. I was the beast who longed for the pleasure brought by the little rabbit.

I licked her lips with my tongue, she smiled slightly understand my intention. She opened her mouth slightly let my tongue enter her mouth, and kept entangled with her tongue in her mouth. What an exciting and comfortable pleasure, the moment of contact, the whole person was deeply immersed in it and couldn't extricate myself. After a passionate kiss, I kissed her cheek and slowly licked her neck and sucked it, leaving my mark.

"Hah...Jason..." I heard her moaning, which made me even more excited.

I slowly moved down to her plump breasts, I reached out and grabbed her breasts with one hand. I left my mark and kissed her breasts, then buried my face between them to smell her scent. It was such a wonderful feeling that I had never felt before, and I was so happy until forgot myself. Her fingers touched my face and I moved away from her, curious about what she wanted. She sat up and took off the shirt, leaving only the underwear.

She unbuttoned her bra let the straps slipped off her shoulders. She took off the bra and threw it aside. Her eyes looked at me and then looked away. I put my hands on her cheeks and kissed her lips, hoping that she would feel more at ease with me. I kissed her nose lightly, "Fuck, it's so great."

She laughed and said, "Pervert."

I pushed her down on the sofa and licked my lips. Her naked body, her seductive body, simply ignited my lust, "Little princess, I advise you not to fan the flames, it will make me more excited."

She covered her breasts with her hands and showed her eyes looking forward to me, "Because it's you, I am also excited."

Her words have ignited the passion deep in my heart. I took a deep breath and told her, "Look forward to it, princess. You don't have a chance to stop."

"I have never regretted it." She answered me with a smile.

Damn... Such a confident look, I really don't care about anything anymore, I don't want to stop. What the heck unreal feeling, so what, cherishing the moment is the most important thing. Now it’s my life with her, everything I’ve always wanted to have. She sleeps next to me, I sleep next to her, and my life is as simple and happy as I want.

I took off her panties threw them aside, and moved my hands between her thighs to rub them gently. She was so eager for me to get wet enough that could put them in directly without any lubricant. But I didn't want this wonderful moment end so soon, I ran my fingers back and forth over her clit between her legs. She tried to relax while I played with her clit.

I kept rubbing her clit where she wanted me and kissing her neck passionately. Her clit was fucking wet and relaxed enough so I tried to stick a finger in her clit in and out. What happened to her body! It was so wet and hot inside, I pulled my finger out and licked it to taste her taste, it was so fucking lovable.

She tried to focus on enjoying herself as much as possible without stressing, she gave up control of her body. She stayed so relaxed and soft for me, she finally got my treat - two thick fingers were pushed inside, so slowly and carefully that she had to resist the urge to lift her hips into them. Before expecting too much, I started fucking her with two fingers. She let my fingers fuck her sweet clit and I'd make her cum straight out of her.

"Hah...wait a minute - I'm going to -" she told me in an excited voice.

I shook my head with a satisfied smirk on my face, "Fuck...how much do you want me to fuck you? Such a wet clit is so delicious to see."

"Please! No! I can't do it anymore! -" She closed her eyes tightly kept making that sexy gasping sound that I loved to hear.

I kissed her temple tenderly and pulled out my fingers to see how wet they were. I smiled with satisfaction, it felt so damn satisfying. I touched her head and said, "Little princess, it's not time to rest yet."

My other hand quickly played with her cute little clit again, I let her close her eyes as her body processed the new stimulation, wiping her mind clean and bringing her closer to orgasm. I wouldn't stop rubbing her, feeding her wet fucking clit that suddenly blew heat down her spine. I saw her clenched fists, body twitching, damn it.

She let out seductive gasp "Damn, that feels so good. That's - oh no -" and then she cum. I pulled out two fingers saw they were already satisfied with the love juice inside her. Her body was so damn suitable for mine. We both longed to be entangled and embrace each other.

I licked her love juice and looked at her who was still panting. Sweat was secreted from her neck and breasts, and her breathing gradually calmed down. She sat up, her legs trembling slightly. She looked at me and lowered her head. I shortened the distance between her and approached her cute face. Her eyes flashed with charming brilliance. I knew what she was expecting. I closed my eyes and kissed her lips gently.

I smiled, "Are you satisfied? Little princess."

She blushed and leaned her head on my arms, "Of course. I am a little tired."

Sorry, little princess. I really don't feel fucking tired. What just happened just foreplay, I haven't released my desire yet. I must fuck her while she still has energy. I picked her up and walked into the room. I threw her on the bed, and she fell on the bed with a very excited expression. I combed my bangs back, "Don't stop. Little princess, I fucking want you."

She glanced at me slightly "Jason..."

I didn't wait for any response from her, because I saw her expression clearly longing for me. I climbed to the big comfy bed and my naked body was on top of hers. My hands moved to her breasts and started rubbing her nipples.

I could see the look in her eyes, my hands gently squeezing her thighs. "Talk to me. What do you want?"

"I want you." She said again. I fucking love her.

"I want you too." I smiled.

Words are no longer needed. I pulled her over and looked down at her tempting breasts. "Wow." I looked at her , she was shy and speechless for a moment. Her eyes met mine as my mouth drifted to her breasts. With one hand, I grabbed her soft breast and brought it to my mouth. My tongue reached out and flicked her nipple. A small whimper left her lips when I wrapped my lips around her nipple, tightening around it. I ran my fingers through her messy hair and my mouth hungrily moved back and forth between the breasts.

"You're so amazing," I said.

She blush...and let out a gasp of pleasure as I kissed her labia. I grabbed her legs with my hands and spread them apart, placing one on my shoulder and the other on the bed. I closed my eyes and kissed her pussy up and down as if I were kissing a lover. Take a deep breath and inhale her raw natural scent.

Finally, she opened her eyes and made eye contact with me. My tongue pressed against her fucking tasty clit, sliding up quickly, parting her folds around my tongue. I taste fucking divine. Once my juices hit her taste buds, she kept moaning.

I stretched out my hands to rub her nipples, holding her against me. A moan escaped her lips as I quickly flicked my tongue over her clit. My free hand slid to her pussy. A finger circled the entrance to her vagina. Slowly, slide it in. I curled my fingers upwards and slowly began to move it in and out.

She closed her eyes and threw her head back, letting her body fully appreciate the pleasure it was now receiving. Her legs twitched as my tongue and arms moved faster. One of my hands moved to her nipple and you pinched it, getting her attention.

"Wait! I'm gonna cum!" Her voice was higher pitched.

"Do you want to squirt for me?"

"Yes! Fuck!" Her back arched as her body shook.

I was hit in the face with her squirt. I opened my mouth and drank it in, the taste was so fucking addictive. I removed my fingers from her and quickly rubbed her clit. I pushed my face into her pussy and licked it back and forth. I growled excitedly "Fuck you, you're amazing."

I knelt in front of her and pulled her hips against me. I rubbed my raw cock against her clit, getting myself covered in her juices. How long had I waited for this moment? I put one of her legs on my shoulders and rested the other.

She suddenly flirted with me "Sexy, how you want my pussy."

"Let me fuck your lovely pussy. Please, I need to feel you." I kissed her neck softly. My hips rocked, eager to thrust into her.

"Shit! Ah — Fuck me, Jason. I want it so bad, I want you to fill me up so bad."

I rushed straight to her without any hesitation. She looked at my face. Her face scrunched up as she felt me ​​deep inside her. Put those few inches of my cock inside her and take as many as she wants."Little princess, that's it. You have me."

My voice is low and sensual. I slowly pulled back and penetrated her again, harder this time. Her loud moans filled the room as I slowly inch by inch pushed my cock into her. The way I can fuck her faster, she reached out and grabbed the sheets pulled them, her legs began to shake, and my cock hit her g-spot over and over...

"Oh my god! Jason! Fuck me!" I kept slamming into her.

She kept her eyes on me as my hips rolled toward her at a fast pace. The feeling of her wet pussy clenching around me and pushed me over the edge. "Fuck! You the fucking best! Little princess! I'm gonna cum..." I leaned down and bite her neck. As she moaned loudly, my cock began to throb and I could feel the cum I had pumped into her. I moaned her name softly. As I lay on top of her, she caressed my body with her hands, letting me catch my breath.

I pulled my cock out of her body and saw some semen flowing out of her cute clitoris. It was my fucking semen. I took a breath lay beside her and blurted out "Fuck... I'm so fucking satisfied..."

She turned around and leaned on my arms "I'm so tired..."

I gently stroked her sexy body "The Hell, I'm the one moving, why are you tired?"

She shyly hid in my arms "I'm tired of being fucked by you."

I closed my eyes and hugged her tightly in my arms "Hahaha, I can make you tired every day, just leave it to me with peace of mind."

"Get up and take a shower, you have work later." She patted my back.

I was a little confused "Work? What work?"

She looked at me in surprise "Hey, the famous tyrant Red Hood of Gotham City wants to skip work!"

I heard what she said, I subconsciously tensed up and let go of her, and I accidentally fell off the bed. I stared at the ceiling in a daze. She knew I was Red Hood. What the hell was going on? When did she know? I was confused and hurriedly climbed onto the bed again. She suddenly pounced on me and she held my head tightly between her breasts.

I felt it difficult to breathe and tried to push her away, but suddenly I fell into darkness. Until a dog barking woke me up completely, and my face was pressed by a corgi. I got up directly, and he jumped away immediately. I looked at the corgi it was Kirin. I fucking remembered. I took Kirin back to manor to take care of him for a while because Y/N was sick and hadn't recovered yet.

What the fuck was that dream just now? Was it a dream that I had sex with her? Was it a dream that I officially dated her? Was I having a fucking wet dream? Am I so horny? Fuck my dream! I lifted the quilt and looked inside. My fucking dick was already erect, and it was fucking hard...

I looked at my dick and babbled, "Fuck, Y/N so fucking erotic. I really want to fuck her... How the hell am I going to face her in the future..."

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It's 1:40 am but let me cook real quick

Ally Beardsley, the Person, Fundimentally Changed the Fantasy High Universe (an essay)

Fantasty High Freshman Year was supposed to be "dnd meets 80s high school" with the cliques and general vibe. The Interepid Heros grew up in the 80s but now live in the 20th century, so some anachronism were expected.

In later seasons we see the charecters using more crystal tech and making more modern references , the biggest ones I can think of being social media and Sandra Lynn having Life 360 for the Mordred girls

It would be like if they were playing a normal game of High Fantasy DnD where "we haven't invented plumbing yet so there's no toilets" but instead it's payphones and phonebooks

Again, the Intrepid Heores are all at least 90s kids so they would have grown up while technology was still in dial up and computer rooms, but they're also actors/comedians. The brief was "imagine you are all in Magic Breakfast Club Land" and we see them all playing up their tropes (or stereotypes) in Freshman Year (edgy Fig, loner Gorgug, snooty Fabian)

My point this morning is that the concept was Magic Breakfast Club but it evolved into modern Fantasy. Not saying that's a bad thing, I was just thinking about how has the vibe changed so much from the original idea?

And then I remember that in episode 3 of the first season, Ally Beardsley invented PrayerChain. Which could have been some instant messaging system but Emily and Brennan immediately follow it up with making GIFs Canon in this universe.

As a table full of comedians making a show, they cannot help following a bit. That's why the funniest moments of the show come from Ally's anachronistic references.

But I think the big one that changed the concept from 80s movie to modern Fantasy is during "Family in Flames" when everyone's separated, their homes and loved ones in danger, Adaine and Kristen stay behind for one last break in the case,

And Kristen straight up calls and Uber.

That moment was what sent me on this train because in what 80s world are the high school kids calling an Uber or taxi? It's always "the one with the car" or "everyone has a bike" to travel around town. I think from here and with all the anachronistic references that Ally made all season really cemented Solace as Modern Fantasy and not 80s Nostalgia.

I saw some posts on here about how Riz was the Main Charecter of the show because every Villain of the season had some Personal Beef with him.

I think Ally Beardsley, the person, not Kristen Applebees or K2, is the main charecter of the Fantasy High Universe

What's even better about this is that THEY WERENT EVEN SUPPOSED TO BE THERE. I can't look it up right now cos I'm locked in, but everyone jokes about how Ally had never played DND before the show, I think they were a last minute edition to the cast.

And literally from that one change the show is completely different from what it would have been. Well, it would have been different if any of the Intrepid Heroes were switched out, but I think with Ally in the cast the world of Spyre was turned on its head.

If the Intrepid Heros had pokemon types, Ally was the more Comedian/Actor type at College Humor while everyone else and Brennan were Comedian/Writer/Geek type. Most of Ally's content outside of D20 was Total Forgiveness and that show where they smoked weed (loved it, can't look it up rn)

Compare that to Brennan, who started as an Um Actually writer, Lou and Siobahn, who are Geeks/have been playing DND for a long time, Zac, who i cannot find much Geek content for, and Emily and Murph, who need no introduction (i dunno if NADDPOD started before D20)

The addition of Ally Beardsley to the cast not only drove the show so far away from the concept that most people forget what it was supposed to be, but it did so in a way that made the show so much better than they had even planned for.

This Pride month, I salute Ally Beardsley

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(It took me an hour to write this, good night ya'lll)

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lostdrarryfics monthly roundup! May 2024

Below you will find the requests we could not locate in the month of May. Please let us know if you recognize any!

You can also browse our lengthy lost fic masterlist, where we have compiled every request we have been unable to find over the past few years. We're always hoping someone will recognize a fic so we can let the asker know what it was!

1. D ends up with H before the battle at hogwarts. I remember Narcissa being with them when they basically handed draco over. I think they stay at grimmauld place in the beginning but they get separated (I might be confusing it for another fic). The most important detail is that D and H end up in a cottage owned by narcissa and followed by Voldy’s henchmen but the deatheaters can’t see the cottage so D and H are safe. I might have gotten the timing wrong and it might have been set right after the battle of hogwarts (I’m still not sure on this sorry) There’s also no graphic sex from what i remember. Fic is not Warding Bonds by AdareThompson

2. Harry is a celebrity chef, and Draco tweets at him for dinner, and Harry said he'd save him a table. Draco shows up and they cook together as a sort of date. The one key thing I remember is that Harry had a past relationship with Justin Finch-Fletchley but Justin dumped him.

3. it was about Draco being an unspeakable and what comes to my mind is this specific scene about Draco with one of his teammates joking about his nickname (all of them has a star's name as code name), talking about the pole star, I think Draco was "Polaris" and she said he was "Vega", like the ancient polar star, I can't remember much more. Draco was happy that he isn't recognized as a death eater between his co-workers and they really appreciated him. Harry was an auror? And they had to work together? I'm not really sure

4. Harry is Draco’s secretary and Draco makes him wear a skirt to work and it’s one chapter and smutty. Top Draco.

5. post-war drrary fic where Harry and Draco lived in the Malfoy Manor and they were in an established relationship. Then Draco's behaviour started to change, he became mean, and Harry gave him an ultimatum, promising he won't put a foot in the Manor again if he leaves. Then Harry leaves and I think Draco was about to get married. But then Narcissa comes to Harry and explains that Lucius has put a curse on Draco to break their relationship. I specifically remember that she told Harry that Draco was musing how to apologise to him. Harry then came back to the Manor. I think it was on ao3 but I'm not sure

6. I am looking for a Hogwarts era fic. It's after the war. Harry is fed up with being treated like a hero so he enters into a friends with benefits arrangement with Draco. They are sneaking away to hook up and have a lot of hate sex and bond over their taste in music. I specifically remember them having sex to Kashmir by Led Zeppelin and Deftones. Towards the end they start to realize they have feelings for each other.

7. Hogwarts Eighth year, lupin(alive) is the dada teacher again, drarry are sort of in a relationship or at least there's something going on. The one scene I remember distinctly is they're chosen for a demonstration duel during dada and they take the bow and stance but then draco concedes in front of the whole class, which is kind of a big deal in magical duels-as hermione tells harry, and then lupin wants to talk to draco after class(?)

8. drarry multi-chapter fic i read on ao3 a bit ago. it was set around christmas/holidays, established relationship, harry has mental health problems and is distant so draco thinks he's cheating on him but he reveals that hes been going to a mind healer like secretly. also i think teddy is in it and they go ice skating with him? the fic is about like draco helping harry get his life back together and fixing their relationship.

9. it takes place in hogwarts and there’s a secret lgbtq club in the school. I think there were some side pairings too besides drarry.

10. I read this ages ago, dont remember what site but it was complete and mature content. title was like Griffendor <something>, Slythering <something> (i think) after school, harry is a pro quidditch player and draco is a magazine editor or something? One of them decides to write a book (draco?) and goes to the other for help with source material(?). We find out that they are divorced and have been court ordered to stay away from each other because of destructive fights. There was also some flashbacks where they like fed each other strawberries and one of them (harry?) told the other that the cost of the strawberry was marriage? And there was something about a pair of lockets they had from when they were married that they still wear but are hiding from each other?

11. i think it was a war au, draco was at grimmauld because reasons and he was helping the order with the potions, at one point he helps snape or remus because they were hurt? And he and harry had this thing or something, but he caught harry kissing one of the twins and he thought that harry wasn't interested, but he was just like practicing the kisses or something?

12. Looking for a fic I read some years ago in german, but I am pretty sure it was translated from english. It is about Draco helping Harry and his friends escape from Malfoy Manor in the seventh book and being captured by the Death Eaters. He gets thrown into a cell without any sensory stimulation, but gets rescued after the war. The fic deals with the consequences of that, I am not quite sure if he is at St. Mungos for some time, but he definitely gets close to Harry in his healing process. Sorry if this is too vague or if it turns out that the fic was originally in german.

[cheynovak]

Something fragile - Part 2  

Soldier Boy x F/Reader Y/N         

Warnings:  18+, Sex, age difference ( not explicit), daddy issues, family trauma, child abuse.

Side note: English isn’t my first language  

Words:  4730

*Does not follow the boys storyline * 

I got a request for writing a part 2 (18+) from @rainyeggvoidpurse. So here it is :) Have fun!

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Soldier boy just got out of Russia thanks to the boys. But his journey back to reality has been fucked up. After the explosion he ran to recover his blackout, meeting y/n a young woman on her way home from volunteering at the veteran shelter. Seeing how he looked confused, offering him help.   

Now after weeks of being away he seeks her help again, but will Ben be able to hold himself to his promise of seeing her as just a friend, a helping hand when he is allowed to stay with her for a while. 

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Y/N could still remember the cold, hard feel of the kitchen tiles beneath her bare feet. She was only eight years old, her small hands struggling to manage the soapy, slippery plates that seemed too large for her grip while standing on her toes to reach the sink.  

Her father, a looming figure in her young life, had just returned from another tour. The house always felt different when he was home, the air thicker, filled with an unspoken tension. She loved her dad she really did, but on some nights, she wished he’d never come home. 

That night, she was trying her best to help her mother with the dishes, a simple task that felt monumental to her. She was determined to show her father she could be useful, to make him proud. But as she carefully placed a plate onto the drying rack, it slipped.  

The shattering sound of ceramic hitting the floor seemed to echo endlessly, the fragments scattering like her fleeting hopes of approval. Her father was in the living room, but he heard the crash. The heavy thud of his boots on the floorboards grew louder as he approached.  

Y/N's heart pounded in her chest, fear gripping her tiny frame. She didn't dare look up as he entered the kitchen, his presence casting a shadow that seemed to swallow the light, which made her eyes already teary.  

"Can't you do anything right?" his voice boomed, the anger barely contained. "I'm sorry, Daddy," she whispered, her voice trembling. She knew what was coming next. She had made a mistake, and mistakes had consequences. He didn't say anything else.  

Instead, he reached for his belt, the sound of the leather sliding through the loops sending a chill down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to brace herself for the pain she knew was inevitable.  

The first strike landed on her back, a searing line of fire. She bit her lip to keep from crying out to her mother, knowing it would only make it worse. Another strike, and another, each one a reminder of her failure. In those moments, Y/N felt a mix of emotions that she couldn't fully comprehend.  

There was the physical pain, sharp and all-consuming, but also a deep, aching sadness. She wanted so desperately to make her father happy, to see even a flicker of pride in his eyes. But all she felt was shame and confusion. Why was it so hard to be perfect? Why did her efforts always seem to fall short?  

When it was over, her father left the kitchen, the anger still radiating off him like heat from a fire. Y/N remained on the floor, tears silently streaming down her cheeks. Her mom sat in the living room, too afraid to check on her little girl, while she could hear her soft sobs.  

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The creak of the door opening pulled her back to the present. She looked up, her hands still in the soapy water, to see a man standing in the doorway. He had a rugged, weathered look about him, with eyes that spoke of countless battles fought and enemies vanquished.  

There was an air of authority and danger around him that set her on edge. "Miss Y/N?" he asked, his voice carrying a thick British accent. "Yes, that's me," she replied cautiously, her hands slowly slipping out of the water as she turned to face him fully.  

"How can I help you?" The men looked her up and down before he introduced himself. “The name's Butcher," he said, stepping closer. "I'm lookin' for someone. A bloke named Ben. Looks a bit like this."  

He pulled out an old photo of Ben, of soldier boy, the man she had met just a few weeks ago. The sight of his face made her heart race, but she forced herself to remain calm. She shook her head, feigning ignorance.  

"I'm sorry, but soldier boy died, you know that right?" she lied, hoping her voice sounded convincing. "Why are you looking for him?" Butcher's eyes narrowed slightly as he studied her, as if trying to read the truth behind her words. "He's dangerous, love. If you know where he is, you'd do well to tell me. Safer for everyone that way."  

Y/N met his gaze steadily, her expression unwavering. “I haven't seen him," she said. A smirk tugged at the corner of Butcher's mouth, a grudging respect evident in his eyes. "Fair enough. But if you do see 'im, you let 'im know there's people lookin' for 'im. And not all of 'em are as friendly as me."  

“I’ll sure do, mister... Butcher, was it?” He turned with a smirk and walked out, leaving Y/N with a sinking feeling in her chest. She had protected Ben for now, but she knew it was only a matter of time before others came looking. 

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Weeks had passed since Butcher's visit, and Y/N had been searching for Ben without success. Her concern for him grew with each day that he remained 'missing’, and the pressure of keeping his secret weighed heavily on her heart.  

She had scoured the places he might hide, asked discreet questions, but it was as if he had vanished into thin air. One Friday evening, Y/N was finishing up at the veteran help centre. The news played quietly on the small TV in the corner, a familiar backdrop to her routine.  

She was barely paying attention when a breaking news segment caught her eye: "Crimson Countess Found Dead." Her heart sank. The report went on to describe the violent and mysterious circumstances of her death, and Y/N had a gnawing feeling that Ben was somehow involved.  

The connections were too strong to ignore, and the pit in her stomach only grew deeper with each detail. She was in the office, sorting through paperwork, when she heard the front door creak open.  

It was unusual for anyone to come in this late, and her initial reaction was one of wariness. She stepped out from behind the desk, reaching for the gun in the drawer and walked towards the entrance.  

There, standing in the dim light of the foyer, was a man in a casual jersey. He looked neat, freshly shaven, with a clean haircut. For a moment, Y/N didn't recognize him. But then their eyes met, and she saw the familiar intensity behind them.  

"Ben?" she whispered, disbelief and relief mingling in her voice. "Yeah, it's me," he replied, his voice steady but tired. She approached him cautiously, her mind racing with questions. "I thought... I didn't know what happened to you. And then the news about Crimson Countess..."  

Ben's expression darkened slightly, a shadow passing over his features. She nodded, understanding the weight of his actions without needing further explanation. "Why did you come here?"  

"You're the only person I trust right now," he said simply, his gaze unwavering. "I need your help." Y/N took a deep breath, the gravity of the situation settling in. "What do you need?" She asked tugging the gun away. She could see the smirk on Ben’s face. She could almost hear his thoughts. 

But instead of giving a sneery answer about the gun he said, "Just a place to stay for a while. Somewhere I can lay low and figure things out." She nodded again, thinking about that for a second.  

"You can stay here. We have a back room that's rarely used. It’s not much, but it’s free." Ben gave her a weary look, the tension in his shoulders easing slightly. Y/N's mind raced as she led Ben through the quiet halls of the centre. She couldn't help but feel the weight of the news broadcast still lingering in her thoughts.  

When they reached the back room, she stopped and turned to face him. "You can't stay here," she said softly. "This place isn't safe for long. Too many people come and go. One guy even asked about you."  

Ben looked around, his eyes wary. "Who?" Y/N though for a second, “Eh some man, Butcher?” Ben turned away, “If he knows this place then I can’t stay here.” She hesitated for a moment before making a decision. "You can stay at my place. It's a small cabin, but it's safe, and no one will look for you there.”  

Ben's eyes widened slightly, a mix of surprise and gratitude evident in his expression. "Are you sure?" - "I'm sure," Y/N said firmly. "But I need you to be honest with me, Ben." She paused, gathering her courage.  

"Did you kill Crimson Countess?" For a moment, Ben's face was unreadable. Then he sighed, his shoulders sagging slightly. "Yes" he admitted, his voice heavy with the weight of the truth.  

"She was involved in ... you know.” Y/N's heart ached at his words. She could see the pain and anger in his eyes, the same emotions that had driven him to such desperate measures. "I understand," She quickly gathered her things, and they left under the cover of darkness. The streets were quiet, and they moved swiftly, avoiding any potential prying eyes.  

When they reached her place, Y/N led Ben inside and closed the door behind them, locking it securely. "Make yourself at home," she said, gesturing to the modest living space. "It's not much, but it's safe. You eh, you’ll have to take the couch." Ben looked around, a small smile tugging at his lips. 

“Are you hungry?” she asks a little unsure how to act. “I could eat.” he answered. Y/N busied herself in the small kitchen, gathering ingredients for a simple meal. She felt Ben's eyes on her as she moved, a tangible presence that made her heartbeat just a little faster.  

She tried to focus on the task at hand, but the intensity of his gaze was impossible to ignore. As she chopped vegetables and stirred a pot on the stove, he found his thoughts drifting to places he knew he shouldn’t go.  

The dirty things he wanted to do to her, the way he wanted to touch her, filled his mind like it did every time they had a session in the past, only now, while being in the cosiness of her home it was difficult to resist.  

Everything okay?" Y/N asked, glancing over her shoulder and catching his intense stare. "Yeah," Ben replied, his voice a bit huskier than he intended. "Just... thinking." She nodded, sensing there was more he wasn't saying but choosing not to press him.  

"Dinner will be ready soon. It’s nothing fancy, just something to fill us up." 

“Sounds perfect," he said, trying to keep his voice steady. Ben's mind went somewhere else entirely when she said that.  

He imagined pulling her close, feeling her warmth against him, and whispering all the dirty things he wanted to do to her. The thought of filling her up right then and there on the kitchen counter consumed him for a moment, making it hard to focus on anything else. 

When the meal was ready, she set the plates on the table and sat across from him. They ate in relative silence, the quiet only broken by the clink of silverware. After dinner Y/N washed the dishes, her mind raced with the events of the evening. She could feel Ben's presence behind her, a solid and unyielding force.  

She focused on scrubbing the last plate, trying to calm her racing heart, but the tension in the room was impossible to ignore. Suddenly, she felt his hands on her waist, strong and insistent.  

His touch sent a shiver down her spine, a mix of desire and apprehension. Ben moved closer, his body pressing against hers, making his intentions unmistakably clear. His hands roamed over her hips and up her sides, sending waves of heat through her.  

"Ben..." she began, her voice trembling. He leaned in, his breath hot against her neck. "I want you so bad." he murmured, his hands continuing their exploration. "Right here, right now." Her heart pounded in her chest, torn between the longing she felt and the boundaries she knew they needed to maintain.  

She closed her eyes for a moment, feeling the intensity of his desire, but she knew she had to stand firm, for crying out loud, he just killed his ex-girlfriend. She turned off the faucet and slowly turned to face him, placing her hands gently on his chest to create some space between them.  

"Ben, no," she said firmly, meeting his gaze with determination. "You can't expect this if you want to stay with me." He hummed and walked away without another word, heading back to the couch and turning on the TV to watch sports. Y/N watched him go, a mixture of relief and disappointment settling in her chest.  

She finished cleaning up the kitchen, her mind swirling with thoughts of their interaction. Finally, she decided to go to bed, hoping sleep would help clear her mind. Hours later, Y/N found herself tossing and turning, unable to shake the feeling of Ben's hands on her body. 

The memory of his touch lingered, making her skin tingle and her heart race. Frustrated, she got up, deciding a glass of water might help calm her nerves. She slipped out of bed, wearing only her silk panties and a tank top, not expecting Ben to be awake at this hour.

As she walked down the hallway, she was surprised to see the flicker of the TV still illuminating the living room. Ben was sitting on the couch, his attention fixed on the screen, but she could feel his eyes shift to her as she passed by.  

Y/N hesitated for a moment, feeling the weight of his gaze on her. She got into the kitchen, trying to maintain her composure. She could sense him standing in the door, his eyes roaming over her. "Couldn't sleep?" Ben's voice broke the silence, low and rough.  

She turned to face him, leaning against the counter with her glass of water in hand. "No," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "Just... thinking." Ben nodded, his eyes dark and unreadable in the dim light.  

"Yeah, me too." She took a sip of water, feeling the cool liquid soothe her parched throat. The silence stretched between them, thick and heavy. "You're scared of me." He said.

She looked up at him, seeing the sincerity in his eyes. "We both have a lot going on," she said softly. "But if we're going to get through this, we need to trust each other. I need to know you won't... you know."  

Ben nodded, his gaze never leaving hers. "You can," he said, his voice steady. For a moment, they stood there in the kitchen, the air between them charged with a different kind of tension, one of understanding and mutual respect.  

Y/N felt a sense of calm settle over her, "Goodnight, Ben," she said finally, giving him a small smile. "Goodnight" he replied, watching her as she walked back to her bedroom. Later that night, Ben lay on the couch, trying to get some rest.  

The events of the evening still played in his mind, the image of Y/N in her silk panties and tank top, the way she moved, the scent of her lingering in the air, the soft shape of her nipples contouring in her shirt.

He tried to push those thoughts aside, knowing he needed to respect her boundaries, but it was easier said than done.  

Just as he was about to drift off, he heard a faint sound coming from Y/N’s bedroom. He strained his ears, trying to identify it. It was a soft, rhythmic buzzing, accompanied by the occasional, barely audible moan.

Ben's heart began to race as he realized what it was...  

His body reacted instantly, a rush of arousal flooding through him. He could hear her soft moans, each one sending a jolt of electricity straight to his core. The image of her, alone in her bed, pleasuring herself, filled his mind.  

He could almost see her, her body arching with each wave of pleasure, her hands guiding the toy over her most sensitive spots. Unable to resist, Ben slipped his hand under the waistband of his pants, grasping his already hard length.  

He stroked himself slowly, his mind consumed with the thought of Y/N. Each soft moan from her room only heightened his arousal, spurring him on. He imagined being with her, touching her, making her moan his name instead of the quiet whimpers he heard now.  

The thought of her writhing beneath him, of her body responding to his touch, pushed him closer to the edge. He pumped his hand faster, matching the rhythm of her soft sounds, lost in the fantasy of their bodies entwined.  

As Ben listened to the sound of Y/N's soft moans and the rhythm of her toy, he could sense her growing frustration. He could hear the abrupt stopping of the buzzing sound and an irritated sigh.  

He could feel the tension in the air, the desire and longing mingling with an irritation of not getting the release she needed. Unable to ignore the intensity of her need, he finally made a decision. With a sense of determination, Ben got up from the couch and approached Y/N's bedroom door.  

He hesitated for a moment, unsure if he should intrude on her privacy. He knocked gently, the sound echoing in the quiet apartment. It took a while before Y/N opened the door, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.  

She looked surprised to see him standing there, but there was a spark of something else in her eyes, a raw need that mirrored his own. They stood there for a moment, their gazes locked. After a second of silence, "Need a hand?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.  

Y/N's initial shyness melted away in the face of his offer, a mix of relief and desire evident in her expression. The air was thick with anticipation as they stood facing each other, the unspoken tension crackling between them.  

Then, with a shared urgent need, Y/N closed the distance between them. As she reached out, her fingers moving through his hair, to pull him closer by the back of his head, Ben's desire surged, and he lifted her effortlessly, the need evident in his movements.  

He laid her down on the bed, a bit rough, the passion driving him to act without restraint. With a swift motion, he yanked her panties off, discarding them onto the floor. Y/N gasped at the suddenness of his actions, the anticipation sending a thrill through her body.  

She watched as Ben hovered over her, his gaze filled with a hunger that matched her own. Without hesitation, he pushed two fingers through her wet folds, his touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through her.  

She moaned softly, her hand grabbing his bicep, her body arching instinctively towards him, seeking more of his touch. The sensation of his fingers inside her, exploring her depths, ignited a fire within her, driving her wild. “You like that, baby?" he murmured, his breath hot against her skin.  

"You like the way my fingers feel inside you, better than that toy?" Y/N's response was a breathless moan, her body writhing beneath his touch as she surrendered to the pleasure he was giving her.  

"Why didn’t you call for me?" he continued, his tone dripping with desire. "You're so stubborn, aren't you? Rather be irritated than accepting me. Are you ready now? Ready to take everything I have to give you." 

Her moans grew louder, more desperate, as his words sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. "I want to hear you scream my name, baby," he whispered, his fingers moving with purpose, driving her towards the edge of ecstasy.  

"I want to feel you come apart in my hands, to know that I'm the one bringing you to this pleasure." With each word that fell from his lips, Y/N felt herself growing closer and closer to the edge.  

Ben's touch, combined with his seductive words, were pushing her towards a climax unlike any she had ever experienced before. As Y/N's cries for more filled the air, Ben felt a surge of power coursing through him.  

He enjoyed the sound of her pleas, the way she begged for him, her desperation fuelling his own desire. With a smirk, he leaned down to whisper in her ear. "You want more, baby?" he murmured, his voice dripping with seduction.  

"You're going to have to beg for it." Y/N's eyes widened at his words, a mixture of anticipation and arousal dancing in their depths. Without hesitation, she began to plead with him, her voice thick with need.

"Please, Ben," she begged, her hands reaching out to pull him closer. "I need you. I need more." His lips curved into a satisfied grin as he watched her surrender to him completely.

He loved the sight of her, her body laid bare before him, her desire written across every inch of her skin. With a slow, deliberate pace, Ben began to explore her body with his lips and tongue, trailing kisses and caresses along every curve and contour.

The taste of her skin, the way she responded to his touch with gasps and moans of pleasure was better than he ever imagined.  

He teased her relentlessly, his movements calculated to drive her wild with desire. He lingered on her most sensitive spots, earning shudders of pleasure from her trembling body. 

When he finally pleasured her clit with his mouth, she cried out in ecstasy, her hands tangling in his hair as she surrendered herself completely to what he was giving her. In that moment, as he pleasured her with his lips and tongue, Ben knew that he had her completely under his spell.  

And as she writhed and moaned beneath him, he found joy in the knowledge that he alone had the power to bring her to such exquisite heights of pleasure. As Y/N's body trembled with the aftershocks of her mind-blowing orgasm, Ben felt a surge of desire course through him.  

He couldn't resist the primal urge to claim her completely, to take her in a way that left no doubt of his dominance. With a swift, fluid motion, he turned her around like a rag doll, positioning her exactly how he wanted her.  

He could feel the heat radiating from her core, the anticipation thick in the air as he positioned himself behind her. He pressed the pink tip of his hard cock against her entrance, relishing the tightness that greeted him.  

With a low growl, he pushed himself inside, savouring the feeling of her warm, velvety walls enveloping him. As he began to move, he couldn't help but ask, his voice rough with desire, "Do you like it slow or hard, baby?"  

Y/N's response was immediate and desperate. "Hard," she gasped, her voice filled with need. "Please, Ben, I need it hard." Ben grinned, his desire fuelled by her pleas.

With a primal instinct, he began to thrust into her with a fierce intensity, each movement driving them both closer to the edge of ecstasy.  

But he wanted more. He wanted to push her to her limits, to make her scream his name in ecstasy. With a swift motion, he brought his hand down hard on her exposed flesh, the sound of the impact echoing in the room.  

Y/N cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, her body responding instinctively to the sensation. Ben continued to spank her, each strike sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. He could feel her tightening around him, her cries growing louder with each blow.  

As Y/N cried out under the intensity of Ben's thrusts and spanks, he could sense her surrendering to the raw pleasure coursing through her body. He wanted to push her even further, to unlock the depths of her desire and take her to places she had never imagined. 

With each thrust, he whispered in her ear, his voice thick with desire. "I know you want to say it, baby," he murmured, his words a seductive melody in the heat of their passion. "It's ok, say it..." Y/N's breath hitched at his words, her mind clouded with need and desire.  

She knew what he meant, what he was pushing her towards, and a part of her craved it with a hunger that consumed her.  

"Oh daddy," she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of reverence and longing. Ben's own desire surged at the sound of her submission. He gripped her hips tightly, his thrusts becoming even more relentless as he claimed her completely.

"Again" he says her mind stopped working, unable to think she moans "Oh fuck me daddy." Ben's hand drops on her ass. "Again" "P-please daddy... harder.... harder daddy...Oh" Ben loved her pleas "That's it baby girl... just like that.” 

As they reached the peak of their pleasure together, Ben felt a sense of satisfaction wash over him. He had pushed Y/N to her limits and beyond, unlocking the depths of her desire and experiencing a connection that transcended the physical.  

As they lay together, spent and breathless, Ben gazed at Y/N with a mixture of admiration and affection. He watched as she slowly came back to earth, her chest rising and falling in rhythm with her breath, her features softened by the afterglow of their shared passion.  

He reached out to brush a stray lock of hair from her face, his touch gentle and reassuring. "Are you okay?" he asked softly, his voice filled with concern. Y/N nodded, a contented smile playing on her lips.  

"Yeah," she replied, her voice a whisper. "I'm more than okay." Ben chuckled softly, a playful glint in his eyes as he teased, "So I was right about your daddy kink..." Y/N's cheeks flushed with embarrassment at his playful remark, but she couldn't help but laugh along with him.  

"I guess you were," she admitted, her voice tinged with amusement. Ben grinned, enjoying the playful banter between them. "Well, I'm not complaining," he quipped, his tone light-hearted.  

"Seems like we both got what we wanted." Y/N rolled her eyes playfully, swatting at him with a pillow. "You're terrible," she teased, but there was a fondness in her voice that belied her words.  

Y/N's fingers traced lightly over Ben's trimmed beard, admiring the rugged masculinity it added to his features. "I like this look on you." she murmured, her voice soft with genuine appreciation.  

Ben's smile widened at her compliment, a shy warmth colouring his cheeks. Not used to this kind of intimacy. Ben chuckled softly, his eyes dancing with mischief as he teased, "I like this look on you as well."  

Y/N furrowed her brow in confusion, unsure of what he meant. "What look?" she asked, a hint of amusement in her voice. He leaned in closer, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. "The afterglow look," he explained, his tone light-hearted. Y/N's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she realized what he meant, but she couldn't help but laugh at his playful remark.  

"Oh." she said blushing, swatting him playfully on the arm. Ben grinned, enjoying her reaction. "I guess that means I need to fuck you more often," he joked, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

Y/N rolled her eyes in mock exasperation, but there was a warmth in her gaze that betrayed her amusement. "You're incorrigible," she teased.  

Ben looked at her, “so eh, does this mean I still have to sleep on the couch.” Y/N smiled soft. “No, you can stay in bed... just for tonight though.” Ben grinned “Of course. Just, for the night.”  

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[nellie-elizabeth]

Doctor Who: Dot and Bubble (14x05)

Wow, holy shit. This season keeps getting better and better.

Cons:

I really only have one tiny complaint, and it's that I wish the walking thing had been done a little differently? I think, allegorically, the idea that they all need arrows and instruction to be able to walk around when they have their bubbles up all the time is a good idea. Like, often when I'm driving somewhere I should know how to get to on my own, I still pull up the map on my phone just as an extra sense of security, or because I never bothered to fully memorize which side street to turn down or what have you. So it makes sense on that level. But the part where Lindy is literally running into poles and desks and stuff read as a little too ridiculous. I wish it had been a little less literal? Like what if instead of running into stuff, it's that Lindy is overwhelmed by the variety of things she's looking at around her, constantly distracted and overwhelmed, and she needs to mutter instructions to herself in order to force herself to walk, and she still takes the sharp 90 degree turns everywhere because that's what she's used to. And then when faced with a monster right in front of her that's blocking her most natural path towards the exit, she freezes up and can't figure out how to make herself find an alternative route right away. That would work better than the scene where she's literally just running into a pole multiple times.

Pros:

But honestly! What a fucking stunning episode, with one of the best... I guess you could say, "twists", of any Doctor Who episode I can ever remember seeing. I'm not talking about the computers turning on the citizens of Finetime, I'm not talking about the home-world being taken over and not coming back to save everyone. I'm talking about Lindy and the others rejecting the Doctor's help at the end of the episode. That scene is an all time classic, instantly, I just know it.

But first let's back up and talk about Lindy as a character. I think this episode hinges on the way she toes the line the whole episode - you don't understand at first if Lindy is an example of her society, the same as everyone else, or if there's something special about her. Is she an exception to some rule, or just a coincidental POV character? She's terrified, but she tries her best - I was moved by the moments when she realizes how truly helpless she is without the bubble and cries out "I'm so stupid!" You feel a certain sense of connection with her utter helplessness and fear. She's so coddled, so trapped in her bubble, literally, that everything new and scary seems hostile to her.

So... she can be forgiven for not instantly trusting the Doctor and Ruby, right? Right? I mean, they're strangers who came out of nowhere, and she has no idea what's going on. She's just a girl in a socially dystopian scenario where everyone's so addicted to their phones that they've shut out the rest of the world, and she needs help!

That's layer one to what's going on here.

But underneath that layer, you start to notice other things pretty early on. We learn about Finetime, we learn that it's a place that only the most elite people send their children to work. We learn eventually that the very computer program running their lives has started to get sick of them and has decided to exterminate them due to the... inanity, the intolerable repetitiveness, of their pointless, vapid lives. This isn't a situation where everyone in the world is like these people. This is a situation where the wealthiest and most privileged have literally cut themselves off from experiencing anything outside of what they know, and it's a look at the reinforcement of certain beliefs that exist in that society, due to the extreme level of shelter these people are subjected to.

The way that privilege operates within the episode is also subtly and effectively condemnatory to the viewer, or at least to this viewer, in a way that really worked. I did note the whiteness of this world, specifically the white, blonde, stereotypically attractive, thin, able-bodied woman serving as our protagonist. She seemed to represent a type of person; she stands in for a type of ignorance and privilege that we recognize in our own world. But when that moment came at the end where Lindy and the other survivors reject the Doctor's help? You bet your ass I was scouring the background of the scene, searching for any people of color in the shot. I didn't find any. And yeah, it hadn't occurred to me that all the faces we see in Lindy's friend group, all the people we see in this whole world, were white - a white majority is burned into our brains as a default, it's what I, a white person myself, am accustomed to seeing on the screen.

I think the reason the scene at the end is going to stick in people's heads is because it's not a metaphorical bigotry the Doctor suffers in this moment. It's actual, it's in your face. These people aren't "symbolically" bigoted of the Doctor's otherness, they're literally just racists. They're fucking racists. And Lindy never was special - she only lasted as long as she did because her last name starts with a letter later on in the alphabet. She is utterly typical of the people in this world, and this world is a world of white supremacy, and that's all there is to it.

Ncuti Gatwa's performance of outrage and grief was absolutely stunning. I saw one reviewer talk about how it makes sense that the Doctor being Black hasn't been addressed on screen yet, as it would be a pretty wretched look for the show to cast this actor in the role and then have the character immediately suffer racism because of it. But at the same time, it should be addressed in some way, and here's the way in which it finally is. I was also moved by Ruby's silent grief. For the treatment of her friend, but also for the way in which something so evil and stupid and pointless is going to result in all these young people probably dying in the forest, all because they couldn't look past their ingrained prejudices to accept help from someone they deemed their inferior. Gatwa screams and laughs and it's clear that he's feeling so many things, such helplessness and bewilderment and frustration. I don't know how much the show will go into this, but it would be so interesting to have the character reflect on this moment where he realizes something completely arbitrary and out of his control actually has an impact on his ability to do his job well. The character has been a white man a bunch of times in a row, then a white woman, and now a Black man. The mind fuck of having direct evidence of how the world's prejudices work in all ways big and small... what an interesting avenue for the show to explore.

I should also bring up Ricky September, legend, gone too soon from this world, shoulda joined the Doctor and Ruby in the TARDIS and had a threesome with them, tbh. I love what this character represents. At first, he seems like the ultimate symbol of this vapid, image-obsessed, bubbled society, as he's shown mugging the camera singing twinkly little songs and being a sex object for his followers. But then we meet him, and he's a genuinely nice, thoughtful person who does his best to help Lindy. We learn that it's possible to live a life using the bubble for work and then logging off, learning more about the world through history instead of constantly partying and getting caught up in the moment. This story isn't really one about "kids these days on their phones with the TikToks and the blah blah blah." It's more about being entrenched in a loop, stuck with your head in the sand. And Ricky is someone who proves that there is a way to operate outside of that system. He's not necessarily a paragon of anti-racist virtue, but he's a dude who at least has taken some steps to push back against that automatic entrenchment, proving that such a thing can be done, even given the social pressures to sink into the reinforced bubble of prejudice. I also loved Ruby and the Doctor both having a crush on him.

And I love how his character winds up, a turning point where we're starting to realize that Lindy might not actually be redeemable as someone we need to be rooting for. Her sacrifice of her celebrity crush to the killer Dot was brutal, and it feels like such a good appetizer for the final scene of the episode, as the twist comes fully into play.

I think that without that final reveal at the end, this would still have been a good episode of Doctor Who. But with it, it's an all-time great episode. God, I already feel like I want to do a re-watch just to catch more of the build to that moment. I hope that next week we get more time with the Doctor, as we've had two Doctor-lite episodes in a row. But seriously - this season just keeps getting better and better as it goes.

10/10

[arson-09]

Rhysta Au continued- just thoughts and vibes

-To keep feyre safe UtM, Nesta made a deal with Rhysand. She would live with him in the night court for the rest of her life. a steep deal but Nesta saw it as the way she could repay Feyre... He takes her back to Velaris and introduced her to the IC. Cue the chaos, Nesta trying to stop Rhysand from stealing Feyre and helping her sister find ways to break the bond in the library. where she meets our girl Gywn (don't worry she still meets emerie, we have to have THE trio)

-Ballroom scene or just party scene where Nesta looks beautiful (per usual) and Rhysand is fighting to keep his cool. He can't let Nesta know he's attracted to her cause she will use that against him

-elain and Nesta still get turned to fae against their will by hybern, who also ends up breaking the fey/sand mate bond (feylin duo playing double agents i have plans for them) and Rhysand is incapacitated for a while and never realizes there's a new bond

-Nesta realized almost immediately that something was different, she spoke to Feyre and learned it was definitely a mating bond. She ofc won't tell rhysand, this is the ace up her sleeve now. She really has one over on him now.

-Nesta does her best to keep the bond hidden while rhysand trains her as he is the only one with enough understanding of such power to help her with her new fae abilities. She doesn't train to become a typical warrior, her weapon is her sharp tongue and maybe her death powers if she's feeling impatient

-Rhysand realized the bond deep into an argument, about what he suddenly couldn't remember as he stared into nestas silver eyes and knew that was his mate. He is simultaneously pissed she kept it from him and impressed, and also maybe a little turned on.

-Before Nesta was turned fae, their arguments would scare anyone. but after Shes turned, their fights could very well level mountains, both are too stubborn and prideful. The rest of the IC always try to dispel any fights before they get too bad, they like having velaris.

-they are that duo though; they do wear matching outfits to high lord meetings after they accept the bond. which may take a few centuries, Rhysand has to acclimate to having someone truly rival his power. and in this au he has an actual sense of style

-Feylin dont get married right away, it probably takes a few years but Rhysta do show up together. I would like to be a guest at that wedding, I bet the chaos, drama, and music were amazing.

Im busy working on my og acotar fic but I am enjoying thinking up things for this au :3 i may write a few one-shots in between chapters for my fic to switch it up. i have ideas for feylin in this au too so maybe i need to name it something other than just Rhysta au. Arsons better acomaf au? perhaps.

[jp---v]

Chapter 424

This weather woman keeps showing up... remember when this story was about Japan?

There's as many, if not more, quirks going into the rebuilding as there were in the war.

Heh, Lion-Fish

Wow... thanks doc. Give it to us straight.

Mirko couldn't have gone to rehab anyway... her limbs were torn off. There was nothing left to rehabilitate. She would've needed any remaining lower parts of her limbs amputated to get the prosthetics

Yeah, massive amounts of damage to the heart and lungs means very low exertion... at least until theyxre sure your heart won't explode again

That's nice of Tsukauchi to give them some time to talk.

I wonder how much of Toshinori is artificial now, especially considering how his body was before his fight with the Rewinding All for One

Toshinori mentioned security in the hospital... shouldn't they also try to keep the patiebts in their rooms? And WHERE'S INKO? Why are Mitsuki and Masaru with Katsuki, but Inko isn't here?

And he still keeps showing up when other people are having their heart to heart talks... it started with eavesdropping on Shoto telling Midoriya about his family at the Sports Festival and just hasn't stopped

"Can't be too broken up about it." Really? Really? After years and years of everyone you know looking down on you, mocking your dream, and discouraging you every step of the way, you get a few months in hero school and a war, and you're happy with that?

Like, sure it won't go back to the way it was before, but Toshinori didn't hold onto those embers all that long after passing One for All on. Maybe you could hold on longer without the missing organs and less intense fights, but you'll still be lucky to have anything left by the time you graduate.

Ah, the reappearance of Waah-chan.

I don't like that it's being framed around Bakugo's feelings. The entire course of Midoriya's life has been drastically altered yet again in barely a over year since getting One for All. And of course Midoriya's still trying to comfort Bakugo.

Glad it still says 'To be continued' because I'd like some closure on the Todoroki family situation, why was only Uraraka's body found, how's Tokoyami doing, what's Hawks gonna do without his quirk, is anything really gonna change with HPSC, what ever happened to Spinner?

So many questions that I worry we won't be getting answers to... or that they won't be satisfying

[redbootsindoriath]

Apparently in my absence this post had its 1000-notes-iversary.

This time we get to see the culprit responsible for ruining our heroes' lives as well.

I've really missed you guys, by the way. I know I've said that already, but I'm serious. Once or twice this year I've been right on the brink of coming back but schedule stuff always keeps me from letting myself commit to that again, and that in turn has kept me from posting anything at all. But I've been in an unexpected drawing mood lately and so if I can get enough stuff to set up a queue we might pretend I'm back for a month or so sometime this year. Maybe. Hopefully. We'll see. No promises though. That's why I'm hiding this paragraph under the cut.

Transcription:

[Beren:] "Uhhh...barkeep...I think he's had enough now..." [Tolkien:] "No, I don't think he has...!"

[zexonyte]

yeah i made him a fish lookin thang whatcha gonna do about it

[twinsoftheday]

today's twins of the day are:

skye and summer tanberry from the chocolate box girls series