#classroms

[kodaswrld]

[carl-casey]

Ok so can we talk about this ?

Muramatsu, ramen boy, sharp tooth, gay for his best friend , is definitely the more sensitive in Terasaka's gang, look?! Is the only one who is crying/ who's starting to cry.

He's such a baby pls (I know he could probably kill me but wdym if it's him)

Bring more love on him. I BEG YOU

[mayuichi]

𓆩♡𓆪 “Feeling lonely ? Let me keep you company... Or perhaps you're bored of my hyperactivity...„ ♢ ੭

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୧ ITTO ꣹

“i found saberlight...„ “Happy birthday!„ (special gift - won't suit everybody)

୧⋆｡🕯. -ʚɞ KAZUHA KAEDEHARA ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ♡.°₊ˎˊ˗

“Darling, I'm home.„

𓆩⚝𓆪 SCARAMOUCHE ʚїɞ WANDERER ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

“You want to spend our money on... that?„

☘︎ TIGHNARI ✿

“That... is the silliest thing I have ever heard of you.„ “So... You like my scolding?„

𓏲⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 ⋆ DEHYA ✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚

“Come on, I'm sure that day isn't lost yet!„

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ FURINA ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

She wants to trust you. Give her reasons trust you. Give her reasons be happy.

𓃠 WRIOTHESLEY ☾

“My joy... My joy is when I'm next to them.„

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 COLUMBINA 🂱 DAMSELETTE 🕊

“... I couldn't let you be sad, could I ?„

⃝𖤐 ARLECCHINO 𐙚 THE KNAVE ༊·˚

“Oh, you're still here ?„

‧˚₊⋅ ୨ MORIARTY THE PATRIOT ୧ ⋅₊˚‧

₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ. WILLIAM JAMES MORIARTY ✧˖*°࿐

“Rest assured, it is not mine.„

*ੈ✩‧₊˚｡ ू ₒ ु ˚MULTIPLE CHARACTERS˚ ◌༘♡⋆｡˚ ꕥ༊*·˚

[A smart reader, you say?] [William James Moriarty, Sherlock Holmes.]

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ HONKAI STAR RAIL ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

❀ JING YUAN ੭

“It can wait. For now, I just want to be with you only.„

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ BUNGO STRAY DOGS ˚｡⋆ ೀ ༘˚

☆ NIKOLAI GOGOL ⟢

“If I die in the process, will you join me?„

✵ SAIGIKU JOUNO ⊹

“... I didn't meant what I said.„

・┆✦ ʚ ♡ PERSONA 5 ♡ ɞ ✦ ┆・

⌕ Nothing here yet... Come check back in a few days!〣

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ ʚ DIABOLIK LOVERS ɞ ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

૮₍´˶• . • ⑅ ₎ა KOU MUKAMI ˖࿐

“I convinced Ruki and Yuma, just for you!„

˃̵ᴗ˂̵ AZUSA MUKAMI ✸

“You should... wear one with me...„

༘⋆♡MAGIC KYUN!RENAISSANCE⊹。°˖➴

ೀㅤ۫ ㅤ۪ㅤ۫ ♡ oop... nothing is here! come back next time! ♡₊˚ ・₊ ♪ ✧

໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১ OMORI ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა

꣼ MARI ᨐᵉᵒʷ

“Pfiew. If Hero would've caught us, he would've scold us.„

˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚ ✧ DANGANRONPA V3 ✧ ˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚

𓍯 Still nothing... Come back later! ะ

⋆˙⟡♡ ASSASSINATION CLASSROOM ♡⟡⋆˙

യ seems empty... sorry! maybe another time? ೃ࿔

♡❀˖⁺. ༶ RAINWORLD ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡

꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ it was supposed to be only a joke but that game is a hyperfixation and its killing me so perhaps.. they'll be something there one day? ₊˚⊹≽^•⩊•^≼₊˚⊹

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[longlivelindsay]

Help a Teacher!!!

I have a good friend, Robert, who is a teacher. He teaches at an inner-city school in Houston. As you know, teachers are under-appreciated and underpaid. They also have to buy supplies for their students out of their own wallet. He has created an Amazon Wish List of supplies he absolutely NEEDS to teach and support his students. If you can donate ANYTHING -- even the cheapest thing on the list -- it will be greatly appreciated. 

Here is what Robert has to say about his school:

"My campus is a Title-I school in a well-known historic black neighborhood of Houston. Every bit you can do for the students will help them even though I hate asking for help. The snack items are because I like to keep a reserve of items for the students who stay late to work because they feel that being in my classroom is better than what's going on at home. Please don't feel any pressure to purchase anything but I tried to keep various price-points there so anyone who felt the urge could provide help. Anything you can do will be a wealth of help for my amazing students."

I have known him for several years and he has never once complained about his situation as a teacher or asked for help. He loves teaching History and speaks so fondly about his students. Do you remember the teachers you had that changed your life for the better? HE IS ONE OF THOSE TEACHERS. If you can afford anything at all, it would be greatly appreciated if you could help him out. Thank you!

[bbutterflyy88]

"All people are tools"said Ayanokoji.

[citrusitonit]

fndingt the UGLIEST most POOPEIST UGLY UGLY FLOWER for nyx poopoopeepee farty

[sixseisliu]

I was today years old when my brain made the connection between the words 'lulling' and 'lullaby'

[evan-does-croak]

I think ppl who heavily relly on AIs to do their homework should be removed of their tuition, even if they paid a lot to be there.

Why do you waste your time and money to go to college if at the end of the day you are going to rewrite whatever the AI gives you, without even checking if the info even makes sense?

You are wasting your time and a vacant for tuition meanwhile others dream they had your opportunity, i have the option to go to a really good college for architects in my country and im thinking of going to a worse one because that money and time i would spent there would be of better use in another family members.

I just started grad school this fall after a few years away from school and man I did not realize how dire the AI/LLM situation is in universities now. In the past few weeks:

I chatted with a classmate about how it was going to be a tight timeline on a project for a programming class. He responded "Yeah, at least if we run short on time, we can just ask chatGPT to finish it for us"

One of my professors pulled up chatGPT on the screen to show us how it can sometimes do our homework problems for us and showed how she thanks it after asking it questions "in case it takes over some day."

I asked one of my TAs in a math class to explain how a piece of code he had written worked in an assignment. He looked at it for about 15 seconds then went "I don't know, ask chatGPT"

A student in my math group insisted he was right on an answer to a problem. When I asked where he got that info, he sent me a screenshot of Google gemini giving just blatantly wrong info. He still insisted he was right when I pointed this out and refused to click into any of the actual web pages.

A different student in my math class told me he pays $20 per month for the "computational" version of chatGPT, which he uses for all of his classes and PhD research. The computational version is worth it, he says, because it is wrong "less often". He uses chatGPT for all his homework and can't figure out why he's struggling on exams.

There's a lot more, but it's really making me feel crazy. Even if it was right 100% of the time, why are you paying thousands of dollars to go to school and learn if you're just going to plug everything into a computer whenever you're asked to think??

[visiondefence-madurai]

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[interactive-flat-panels]

Exploring the Top 10 Interactive Flat Panels in India

Interactive flat panels have transformed the way we teach, learn, and collaborate. These advanced digital screens have made classrooms and boardrooms more engaging and productive. In India, where education and technology are rapidly evolving, interactive flat panels are becoming an essential tool. Let us explore the top 10 interactive flat panels in India, starting with the best Studynlearn Interactive Flat Panels.

1. Studynlearn Interactive Flat Panels

Studynlearn Interactive Flat Panels leads the market with its innovative features and unbeatable quality. These panels are designed to enhance teaching and learning experiences with cutting-edge technology and pre-loaded K-12 content.

Key Features:

Integrated K-12 Smart Class Content: Teachers can access a wide range of curriculum-aligned content, making lesson delivery seamless.

3-Year On-Site Warranty: This ensures peace of mind and reliable service.

Maintenance-Free Operation: With advanced design and durable components, these panels require minimal upkeep.

Multi-Touch Technology: The panels support multiple touch points, making collaborative learning easy and fun.

Crystal-Clear 4K Display: Ultra HD resolution delivers stunning visuals that grab attention and keep learners engaged.

Why Choose Studynlearn? 

Studynlearn IFP offers unmatched value with its user-friendly interface and comprehensive features. It is perfect for schools, colleges, and corporate offices. Its focus on Indian education needs makes it the top choice.

Read More: Interactive Flat Panels Vs. Traditional Boards: Which One Is Best For Your Classroom?

2. Samsung Flip Pro

Samsung Flip Pro is another popular choice in India. This sleek and stylish interactive panel is designed for business and education purposes.

Key Features:

4K UHD Display: Provides crisp and vibrant visuals.

Pen-to-Paper Experience: Offers smooth writing with minimal lag.

Easy Connectivity: Supports multiple devices for seamless collaboration.

Secure Data Sharing: Ensures privacy and security during presentations.

Cons:

High price point compared to similar models.

Limited pre-loaded educational content.

Requires additional software purchases for advanced functionalities.

Samsung Flip Pro is ideal for organizations that prioritize design and performance.

3. ViewSonic IFP Series

ViewSonic offers high-performance interactive flat panels known for their versatility and durability. The IFP Series is popular among schools and offices.

Key Features:

Ultra HD Resolution: Ensures sharp image quality.

Smart Whiteboard Functionality: Allows teachers to annotate and save notes easily.

Built-in Speakers: Delivers high-quality audio for multimedia lessons.

User-Friendly Interface: Simplifies operations for all age groups.

Cons:

Limited warranty period.

Lower brightness levels in brightly lit environments.

Fewer customization options for teaching tools.

ViewSonic panels are cost-effective and provide excellent features for interactive learning.

4. BenQ RP Series

BenQ RP Series is a reliable option for those looking for premium-quality interactive panels. These panels are designed with health and safety in mind.

Key Features:

Germ-Resistant Screen: Protects against bacteria and germs.

Low Blue Light Technology: Reduces eye strain during long hours of use.

20-Point Touch Support: Enables collaborative work and learning.

Cloud Whiteboarding: Allows real-time collaboration and sharing.

Cons:

Higher cost compared to competitors.

Limited local customer support in smaller cities.

Requires periodic calibration for optimal performance.

BenQ is a trusted name in the tech industry, making it a preferred choice for educational institutions.

5. LG Interactive Digital Boards

LG’s interactive digital boards are known for their durability and advanced technology. They are widely used in classrooms and meeting rooms across India.

Key Features:

4K UHD Display: Ensures top-notch image clarity.

Multi-Touch Capability: Supports up to 20 touch points.

WebOS Platform: Simplifies navigation and app usage.

Integrated Connectivity: Works well with other devices and platforms.

Cons:

Complex interface for first-time users.

Limited pre-installed educational apps.

Expensive replacement parts.

LG panels are perfect for those who value long-lasting performance.

6. Panasonic Interactive Displays

Panasonic brings innovation and reliability to the world of interactive flat panels. These displays are tailored for both education and business needs.

Key Features:

Ultra HD Display: Delivers sharp visuals.

Plug-and-Play Feature: Makes setup quick and easy.

Touch-Enabled Technology: Supports smooth interactions.

Durable Build: Ensures longevity.

Cons:

Higher initial investment.

Limited software updates.

Smaller screen size options compared to competitors.

Panasonic panels are known for their ease of use and dependable performance.

7. Promethean ActivPanel

Promethean ActivPanel is a globally recognized brand offering top-quality interactive flat panels. It is widely used in Indian schools and offices.

Key Features:

Android-Based System: Provides a familiar interface.

Interactive Software: Includes various teaching tools.

Superior Sound System: Enhances multimedia presentations.

Customizable Settings: Allows personalized user experiences.

Cons:

Steep learning curve for advanced features.

Heavy design makes installation challenging.

Premium pricing limits accessibility for smaller schools.

Promethean panels are excellent for creating an engaging and interactive environment.

8. Sharp Interactive Displays

Sharp’s interactive displays are a combination of style and functionality. These panels are ideal for modern classrooms and offices.

Key Features:

High-Resolution Display: Offers vibrant and clear visuals.

Touch Technology: Ensures smooth and responsive interactions.

Flexible Connectivity: Supports multiple devices.

Energy Efficient: Saves power without compromising performance.

Cons:

Limited availability of service centers in rural areas.

Slower software updates.

Higher energy consumption in advanced modes.

Sharp panels are a great choice for users who value design and efficiency.

9. Dell Interactive Touch Monitors

Dell’s interactive touch monitors are gaining popularity in India due to their robust build and reliable performance. These panels cater to both the education and corporate sectors.

Key Features:

Full HD Resolution: Provides excellent visual clarity.

Anti-Glare Screen: Reduces reflections and eye strain.

Multi-Touch Support: Allows collaborative learning and presentations.

Easy Integration: Works seamlessly with Dell devices.

Cons:

Limited screen size options.

Not optimized for K-12 education.

Requires additional hardware for advanced functionalities.

Dell panels are a trusted option for those seeking durable and high-performing interactive screens.

10. Optoma Creative Touch Series

Optoma’s Creative Touch Series offers high-quality interactive flat panels at competitive prices. These panels are suitable for diverse learning and collaboration needs.

Key Features:

4K UHD Display: Ensures stunning visuals.

Customizable Interface: Allows users to personalize settings.

Cloud Collaboration Tools: Facilitates remote and in-person teamwork.

Affordable Pricing: Makes it accessible for schools and businesses.

Cons:

Limited app ecosystem.

Lower build quality compared to premium brands.

Occasional lag during multi-touch interactions.

Optoma panels are perfect for users looking for value-for-money options.

Conclusion

Interactive flat panels have become indispensable tools for modern education and business environments. 

Among the top choices in India, Studynlearn Interactive Flat Panels stand out as the best with their advanced features, user-friendly design, and focus on Indian educational needs. Whether you are a teacher, student, or corporate professional, these panels can transform your learning and working experiences.

Choose the interactive flat panel that best suits your needs and budget, and step into a smarter, more connected world.

[carl-casey]

[fictionfixations]

just an outsider in the end. / Assassination Classroom (Fic Rec)

Summary:

"Look, I really didn't mind the fact that I died and reincarnated into Ansatsu Kyoushitsu. I didn't really mind that you gave me a hole in the heart. That was a real dick move, but I didn't complain. So god, Void, whatever, I'm sorry I punched a student. Please recall my demotion into Class E. Please, the moon literally just exploded and I don't wanna be there!"

Kuma-sensei did not belong here. He knew better than anyone else that he was just an outsider.

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im not a person who often reads self-insert stuff. but. this hit me in the feels. and my eyes hurt from how much ive been crying.

and it feels really, fitting honestly? and i really appreciate this fic. go give it some love

(also there are some references to the KHR world. Katekyou Hitman Reborn if you don't know. apparently its like, timeline wise, assassination classroom ends, and THEN KHR happens, which isn't dug into because oc does not want to get into the mafia business whatsoever. you do not need knowledge of it to understand what happens because it doesn't take that much space in the fic itself, but there might be some references you dont understand that the oc will turn a blind eye that might sound weird. like. um. zombies with chains for example lmfao)

[yuriskies]

The Unbearable "Denseness" of Sorawo Kamikoshi

It bothers me a little bit when I see people refer to Sorawo as dense. For whatever reason it makes me think of the fucking Kojima "you will regret your words and deeds" tweet.

[So, uh, there's a lot of later novel spoilers in this post, so I'll hide them under the read more break]

While I do think she's a bit... obtuse... when it comes looking at herself and motivations, I do think there is a consistent throughline: Sorawo Kamikoshi does not like assumptions and invisible expectations. Vols 7, 8, and 9 of the novels all elaborate on this theme—there's her classrom discussion of interpretation-free ghost stories, having a breakthrough when Benimori brings up alternatives to escalator relationships, and comparison of romance to a gravity well. It's pretty clear she struggles to identify with normative romance, and feels scared and frustrated by the way her words and actions are misinterpreted by those around her.

Like yes, she does want a special relationship with Toriko! She swoons at first sight (twice!) and has a strong desire for exclusivity. But Toriko makes a number of common assumptions about relationships that feel like a form of pressure to Sorawo. Somewhere between vols 2 and 4, you can see her discomfort about how she expresses herself around Toriko start to grow once Toriko begins seriously pursuing her as a romantic partner. I think the source of that discomfort is ultimately the shape of their relationship changing from queerplatonic "accomplices" exploring the Otherside into something more typical of a standard romance.

In hindsight, her behavior around the confession at the hot springs in vol 4 makes sense. She even says in passing that she feels comfortable saying "I love you" to Toriko; her fears are entirely related to the "danger" of Toriko's behavior changing in a way she can't anticipate when she says it. And with good reason: once Toriko believes she has secured a relationship, she immediately moves to sex, the next step in the progression of normative romance. Which, while moving a little quickly, is a reasonable assumption for most people! It's not until Sorawo says she doesn't like kids in vol 6 that Toriko realizes they don't have the same thoughts about how their relationship should progress.

Not to say that all of the blame is on Toriko. Sorawo, for her own part, has her own ideas about the relationship but doesn't really have the language to express herself. Rather than trying to understand or talk through the problem, she tries to ignore it and hopes it goes away. It's not until Toriko gives her an ultimatum that she puts words to a long-running source of discomfort for her and they can figure out whether their relationship is sustainable or not.

But I don't think "dense" is the right word for that behavior. Her problem is not that she's unaware of her own attraction, it's that she doesn't have the language to describe it and a fear of what happens when she does. Without that understanding most readers*, like Toriko, default to intepreting her behavior through the framework of "romance". They fail to try interpreting Sorawo through her own words, and then poke fun at her inability to conform with their expectations. If that's dense, then so is every queer person attempting to understand themselves when society doesn't give them access to the tools to do so.

*for the record, I will confess that I was in this category of "most readers" until vol 8 dropped. I regret my words and deeds

[kaliforniahigh]

I think it's onlay fair if we get jealous ex husband Noah now🤭

Set when they're not back together - maybe another dad flirting with reader who doesn't mind it at all, Noah has some comment about it and she just says something like "He's hot and I haven't got laid in weeks so." and shruggs her shoulders, face full of dissapointment after Noah dragged her to his car with "family dinner" excuse for leaving the school event so early

Ooohhh, this is sooooo good! It's only fair we get to see the other way around, right? I think I twisted it up a bit, but oh well. I imagine this is set after they reconnected, but they're not officially back together yet!

WC: 1.5k words.

Warnings: jealous Noah and a little bit of tension. I think that's it.

Exhusband!Noah and Exwife!Reader masterlist.

It was Ezra's basketball game.

That's right. Ezra, the overly artsy kid, wanted to try to play basketball at school.

He wasn't exactly bad at it, and the fact that he was the tallest kid in his classroom gave him an advantage - you thanked Noah's genes for that.

Everyone was in attendance. You, Noah, and the boys from the band. After the game, they were taking Ezra to dinner and to - hopefully - celebrate the win.

You were all sat together on the second row. The school gymnasium was filled with parents, as the little ones ran around the court, trying to score.

You saw him from afar. Sean was Henry's father, a kid is Ezra's classrom. They played together on the basketball team, and Sean was at every game.

He was still wearing his police officer uniform, which means he probably came here straight from work. Henry's mother was nowhere to be seen - as per usual. From the few times you've talked to him, you learned that Sean was basically a single father. Henry's mom doesn't usually bother showing up for the kid, and when she does, things tend to get messy.

Your eyes caught his from a distance, and he gave you a small wave as a greeting gesture, which you reciprocated.

Sitting next to you, Noah raised his eyebrows at the interaction.

"You know him?', he asks, head nodding to the direction Sean was at.

"Yeah, he's Henry's father", you answer, mostly paying attention to the game in front of you, and not really at the way Noah seemed to be throwing imaginary daggers in Sean's direction.

"Who's Henry?", he asks, once again.

"Number 12 on Ezra's team"

Noah only hums in acknowledgment, Ruffilo snickers from beside him which catches his attention.

"What?", he inquires from his friend, who keeps a knowing look on his face, along with a little smirk.

"Nothing, man. You're just so transparent. It's really funny."

Noah only sighs, not wanting to entertain Nick and his absurdities. He just wanted to know who the man was, that's all.

Halftime comes fast enough, and all of the little ones gather around their coach, and P.E. teacher, to talk "strategies" and drink some water.

The parents take the time to talk amongst themselves. You see a figure approaching from your right, and when you turn to look, you see Sean moving closer to where you and the boys are seated.

"Hey there, Y/N", he greets, extending his hand for you to shake, which you do, with a smile and a hello of your own. "How have you been? It's been a while since we've seen each other", he makes conversation.

"I've been great. Taking care of the little one and keeping the shop afloat", you tell him, keeping your answer short enough for the occasion. "What about you?"

"Oh, you know. Balancing work and parenting, like always. Good thing Henry doesn't give me too much trouble."

"Oh, Henry is a great kid", you point out. Him and Ezra were good friends, and he always toldyou about how kind and generous Henry was. "Ezra has actually been asking me about that sleepover."

"Oh, yeah. Henry has mentioned it as well. We should definitely schedule something over the summer. How about that?", Sean suggests and you agree, telling him that it would be a great opportunity for them to spend some time in the pool.

"I see you brought friends today?", Sean looks over at the boys.

They're usually not always available for these events. But when they are, it's always a suprise to see the whole gang here.

"Yeah, these are my friends. This is Nicholas, Jolly, Nick, Bryan, Davis and...", right when you were about to introduce Noah, you didn't even have the chance to stutter out his name before he was talking over you.

"I'm Ezra's father", he said, with a serious and clipped tone, and an almost unapproachable look on his face. He looked like he wanted to be anywhere else rather than here, talking to Sean.

"Yeah, man. Y/N has mentioned you a few times", Sean tried to lighten the situation. "Congrats, you two have an amazing son."

"Thanks", Noah nods once. He knows he has an amazing son. He doesn't need this man telling him the obvious.

"Well, the game is about to resume soon. I better get back to my seat", Sean announced just as the referee blew the whistle and another quarter began.

"Nice talking to you, Sean", you waved goodbye and focused back on the game.

Beside you, you could feel Noah's energy radiating off of him. You could always tell when he was feeling either angry, pissed off, or downright jealous.

And in this moment, you could basically smell the jealousy in the air.

"Something wrong?", you ask, looking sideways and talking a little quietly next to his ear.

"Nope. Everything's great", he tells you, but you notice that's not really what he wants to say. You decide to push him a little more.

"Sean is nice, right?"

He looks at you when you say this, and you try to keep a neutral look on your face.

"Regular guy. Wouldn't say he's nice", he shrugs his shoulder with indifference.

"Did you know he's single? Hard to believe that", you add.

"Why is it so hard to believe?"

"Because he's nice, charming, polite", you list things off. "Besides, I'd say he looks pretty good in a uniform", you make a motion of fanning over your face.

You didn't need to tell him twice for him to notice you found Sean attractive.

"This is unbelievable", Noah snickers. "Let's just pay attention to the game, ok?", he says, turning his face away from yours, and for a second, you think that you might have taken this too far.

What can you say? Jealous Noah was always one of your favorites.

When the game was over, and Ezra's team came out on top, everyone congregated back on the parking lot.

Ezra couldn't contain the energy still coursing through little body. Excitement written all over his features.

"Daddy, did you see that one point that I scored? It was sick!", he exclaimed, and Noah said that yes, he did see that one point he scored, even though he had no idea what point he was talking about.

"Mommy, can I be a basketball player when I grow up?", he asked, eyes all hopeful and glimmering with passion.

"Of course you can, buddy", you encourage, and he becomes even more elated than before.

"Ok", you crouch down to his level, putting both of your hands on his shoulders to stop him for a minute. "Now, you're gonna go with your uncles, and I need you to be on what?", you ask him, putting your hand on your ear to "hear better" what he has to say.

"On my best behavior!", he exclaims.

"That's right", you congratulate him with a high five. "Don't eat too much, or you'll have a bellyache later, you hear me?", you instruct him, and he says yes. "Now, go say bye to your dad."

Noah and Ezra share their own little conversation at the same time Nicholas tells you not to worry about anything, and that they'll take good care of Ezra.

You assure them that you know they will. You trusted them with your son with your eyes closed. Ezra loved to spend time with his uncles so much, that him going out with them without you or Noah became a regular occurence.

Once they were all in the car, leaving as Ezra waved goodbye from the back window, you and Noah made your way to his car.

"Do you wanna grab something to eat?", you ask him as you wait for him to unlock the car so you can get inside.

When you're both settled and bucledk in, and he stil hasn't answered your question, you ask again, only for him to come out with the pettiest answer ever.

"I think Sean would be up for dinner. Think you should ask him", he says, and your mouth actually kind of drops open at this.

"Maybe I will", you challenge back when you compose yourself. "Think I need to put my theory to the test."

"What theory?"

"That men in uniforms are a good fuck", you look at him with a little fire in your eyes, and he's looking back at you with just as much heat. The tension has filled the car completely. "Been a while, you know? Think he can show me a good time"

The silence is thick, and it hung heavy in the air. Noah knew what you were doing. He knows this is not about Sean anymore. And he sure as hell knows that you're not about to fuck another man other than him tonight.

"You want someone to show a good time? Is that what you've been looking for?", his voice wore a smirk, and there was a promise hidden beneath the surface. "You don't gotta go looking anywhere else, honey. You got it right here."

You let his words linger in the quiet between the two of you.

"Well, now that you know what I want, what are you gonna do about it?"

"You're gonna find out soon enough", his tone held a provocation to it. "My place or yours?"

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[noodlewritez]

Beggin' for it.

Pairings: Dave Lizewski X Fem! Reader Warnings: Smut (EVERYONE IS 18+!!), oral (Fem receiving), Dave being a BOTTOM (and a munch), literally no plot

(A/N: I have not posted fanfics/smut in like 3 years so bear with me, be nice please LOL)

You twirled your hair in class as you stared your preying eyes at Dave Lizewski, your nerdy boyfriend. You've had a thing for him since he hit puberty, put on some glasses and started reading comics.

Did that make him hotter? Fuck, that made him so much hotter.

He looks up and looks at you, getting nervous, smiling and looking back down at his paper, blushing now. He’s so getting it in later. When class ends, you immediately get up from your seat, grab your bag and walk over to him, gripping his arm with your fingers and smirking as you walk out of the classrom.

It made him feel proud that such a pretty girl like you wanted to even hang out with him let alone date him. Not to mention, made his friends jealous. A hot girl like you? With Dave?

~As soon as you got to Dave's house, your lips couldn't stay off of each other, the heat rising in your core already. He could do that to you, he was the only one who could do that to you. He sat down on the bed where you straddled him, encasing his body with your thighs. He whimpers and immediately, you know he's gone.

You smile into the kiss, running your fingers through his hair, leaning down to bite at his neck. "Take off your shirt, Davey." You command and he follows, not hesitating, taking his shirt off and you pin him down, laying him down.

You start grinding down onto his hard dick, making him release a string of whimpers into your mouth making you smirk, getting cocky now. You break the kiss. "Getting desperate much?" You tease.

Dave looks up at you with his puppy dog eyes and bite his lip. He nods and pleads you.

"Please...Please keep going, I need it."

And with that, you're gone too.

You strip your clothes, throwing them over your shoulder all over Dave's room, not caring where they land. He shucks his jeans off and gets off the bed as you settle on the edge of it.

He hikes your knees over his shoulders, kissing and biting your thighs hard which makes your head dizzy and you hiss through your teeth (he knows you love it tho). He licks a stripe up your clothed cunt, panting and lapping at it like he's a fucking animal, making you play with his curls , as he massages your sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Fuck, Dave, hurry the fuck up!" You whine as you start to squirm against his tongue and he smiles, wanting nothing more than to satisfy his beautiful girlfriend. He moves your lacey panties to the side and licks a stripe up the sticky mess he created.

"Fuck!" You cry out and your fingers immediately tighten around his brown curls. "Davey...!" He smiles into your cunt and starts lapping your clit, glasses fogging up as he starts to pant. He sucks on your clit, making you tighten up around nothing, ankles dragging against his back and making you sob out in pleasure.

You huff out a few short breaths and with that, you know you're done.

"Dave...cumming..."

You clench your legs around his head as he keeps licking, keeping the same pace but inserting his fingers in to make sure he could feel his cunt cumming for him.

[mandumandy]

Achilles - H.Yunjin

Sypnosis: Throughout their whole lives, Yunjin has adored her Patroclus.

Tags: fluff, mentions of mythology, mentions of Song Of Achilles, just Yn being stupid and Yunjin being a simp

Pairing: Nonidol!Yunjin x Nonidol!Reader:

Authors Note: I tried to write like madeline miller (it didnt work)

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Yn always loved dawn.

Its steady crimson painting of the horizon brings a certain warmth to yn, one that only its vanquishing of darkness can bring, and its pastel aftermath deemed it as the sole guardian of her happiness.

Until Yunjin.

Yn was 10 when she first met yunjin. Stiff and uncomfortable, she remembered stuffing herself in the corner of the classrom nose-deep in a book. Her eyes squinted with concentration, and a small pout donned her face as she struggled to read the words under the flourescent lighting.

She had no friends, not that she needed them. The worlds she read about were enough—worlds where heroes loved and fought, where people were grander, braver than anything in reality.

As usual, The Song Of Achilles was clutched tightly in her hand.

Even though the book was not meant for her age, due to a innaprorpiate scene (Yn always skips her part so that in her mothers words, “She could keep her innocence”), but she loved it nonetheless. The descriptions of Achilles’ brillliant skill and Patroclus’ steady devotion blew her away with amazement. As she flips page to page, her intense glare starts to lessen, and she almost feels better.

As if.

Until a voice, bright and sudden, shattered her peace.

“Is that The Song Of Achilles?”

There, between the wide array of books, stood a girl.

Her hair a deep muted brown that was identical to the oak of the library Yn loved so much. Her doed eyes, though also brown, held a different form of warmth, one that drew her in at an instant. Her cheeks were round and slightly chubby, having a sense of childishness to them that was almost cute.

It was strange to see this girl among the books she loved so much, how she seemingly erased them from sight with Yn’s sight with a single question.

Yn bit her lip, the familiar sting grounding her in the present. Yet, beneath the sharpness, there was a restlessness—a ripple in her otherwise steady world, a world that Yunjin, with her radiant curiosity, had already begun to disturb.

“Yn bit down on her lip, feeling the brief sting pull her back into the present, grounding her in her discomfort. 'Yes…' The word lingered in the air, fragile, before she could catch it. 'It’s my favorite book—one of them, at least.' The girl’s gaze held fast, each word Yn spoke sinking deep into her like roots seeking water.

Yn felt, for the first time in a long while, the weight of someone listening, truly listening. It was almost enough to make her want to say more, to let the words spill, but her pride stopped her.

She would not yield.

Really?' There was a flicker in Yunjin’s eyes, something like the dawn she loved so much. Soft and patient, waiting.

It was almost god-like.

It unnerved Yn how open her expression was, unguarded and full of hope.

That openness felt like an invitation, and in it, Yn sensed the edge of vulnerability that made her…scared.

'…yes.' The word slipped out like a confession. As if summoned, Yunjin stepped closer, her presence warm like the hazy setting of the horizon as it creeped across the room.

Yn watched, helpless, as the girl settled beside her, limbs unfolding with the lazy grace of a mountain lion at rest. There was something disarming about Yunjin—something that softened the edges of Yn’s usual defenses, making the tightness in her shoulders ebb away. What spell did this girl put on her?

“Who’s your favourite in the book?” The words seemed to come naturally to Yn this time, tumbling out before she could stop them. She bit her bottom lip, almost also in intervening from any more questions from spilling as the girl pursed her lip in thought.

“I like….Achilles.” A small smile appeared on the girls face, one seemingly brimming with satisfation at her answer.

“Achilles?”

“Oh.”

Achilles, the brilliant, the fast, the genius. Yn noted how the girl’s vibrant presence seemed to echo the character's brilliance. In that moment, she couldn’t help but see something of him in the way Yunjin smiled, unshakable and bright, like the sun.”

Yn tilted her head slightly, her gaze narrowing as the girl’s smile broadened. The soft light from the dim lamps barely reached them, yet Yunjin seemed to carry her own radiance, something that, despite her hesitance, drew Yn in.

“My name is Yunjin! Im new here.” the girl announced, her eyes crinkling with a warmth that Yn couldn’t even pretend to have.

So this was the new girl everyone was talking about, the one that was “bound to become the new popular kid”.

“That’s so pretty!”

So why was she here?

“What’s yours?” Yunjin once again questioned, blinking as she watched the girl flinch.

“….Yn.”

Yn avoided her gaze as she bit her lip nervously.

“Really?”

“Yeah!”

Yn peered at Yunjin, searching for any hint of mockery, but found none. Instead, Yunjin’s grin only widened.

Why was this girl so simple?

“We should be friends.” ”Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Huh.

As she looked back at her pages, a familiar warmth settled in her chest.

For the first time in a long while, the dawn seemed a little brighter.

Yn felt a smile creep up her lips.

In the summer they turned 16 Yn’s classmates prediction proved correct. It was as though the world had been waiting to notice her, and when it finally did, her popularity skyrocketed.

But Yunjin had help.

With Yunjin’s constant sunshine and laughter, Yn was now labelled as her silent but steady companion. Known for her devoted nature, Yn’s cat-eyed stares kept their followers at bay, always remaining at least 3 meters away from them. (Im canadian, sue me)

But now matter how intimidating she tried to seem, it seemed some fans would always slip through.

Yn leaned foward on board surrounding the volleyball court, watching as Yunjin got surrounded by students.

It was a breaktime before the second set, and she watched as Yunjin grinned at her disciples, toothy and goofily shaking the hands reached out to touch her, as if she was a god.

Yn rolled her eyes, before leaning into the boards even more to get her attention.

Yn raised a hand in a wave, and, without hesitation, Yunjin ran forward, tearing through the crowd like a hungry animal. She wrapped Yn in an embrace that was as fierce as it was sudden, her arms tight, almost crushing, around her. The way she gave so much of herself without holding back was slightly overwhelming, but it felt nice.

It felt like Yunjin.

In the press of Yunjin’s body against hers, in the unchecked joy that radiated from her, Yn felt a breath of something warm in her chest.

“Hi.” She heard the the taller girl whisper, pressing her face into Yn’s neck as she pulled her impossibly closer.

“You’re choking me.” Yn grumbled, her voice muffled.

“Oopsies.” Unwinding herself, Yunjin still kept her arms around Yn’s waist as she observed her outfit.

Yn remembered the day Yunjin had gotten into their team. Her excited banging on her door and she engulfed her with giggles. Yn remembers being thrown a black jersey with a bright number 10, and Yunjin’s anticipated blinks.

“Please wear it to our games.” She remembered Yunjin pleading, avoiding her gaze as she intertwiend their fingers together in desperation.

So, she wore it to the game this afternoon.

“You’re staring.”

“Oh.”

Yunjin’s gaze was unwavering, her eyes tracing the contours of Yn’s jersey with a soft smile. “You look…” She hesitated, then added, “Good.”

Yn snorted lightly. “Litearlly everyone’s wearing the same exact jersey, ‘ace’.” She teased slightly, using the nickname the crowd seemed to love.

“Still, yours is…” She didnt need to finish that sentence. They both knew.

“Whatever.” Yn peeked out a smile, grabbing Yunjin’s attention in a flash.

Suddenly, the coach blew their whistle noisily, causing the two to jump slightly.

Yn snickred as Yunjin muttered slightly, seemingly frustrated at their moment being interrupted.

“You smiled too!” Yunjin groaned as she slumped over, pouting.

“I’m still going to watch.” Yn pushed the girl gently, rolling her eyes in amusement.

“Go on, win for me ‘ace’.” Yn watched as the girl blinked, processing her sentence, before flushing a dark red and nodding furiously.

“Bet.”

As the girl jumped over the board and made her way to the net, a new determination in her, Yn sighed slightly as she leaned back.

She watched as Yunjin readied herself, the concentration in her eyes was something not even Yn could created. Yn never admitted it, but something about this side of Yunjin made her smile.

Its silence, its waiting.

She watched as the volleyball smashed through, as the setter drew herself to prepare.

Yunjin took back steps percisely, something that always amazed her. Its accuracy, its power.

Yn knew it all too well.

Yunjin suddenly stumbled, waking Yn from her trance. The opponents paused, confusion obvious in their expression, but they should have known better.

Yn should have known better.

Just then, a jump, and a tap.

Yunjin feinted the ball, and the crowd was silent as the ball dropped.

There was no stumble, no clumsyness in her actions.

Yunjin, just like Achilles always did, used the ever so trickable human error against the other team.

Yn blinked. Even from within their childhood to now, Yn has never seen Yunjin trip. The way she walked, ran, did anything, was always so smooth, it was like gliding.

It was almost unreal.

The crowd cheered.

As they locked eyes, Yunjin pointed at her with a beam.

“This is for you.” Yunjin mouthed, drawing her lips up to a childish grin.

As always, there was no taunting in her words. In her eyes, full of affection and victory, help something behind its layers of joy.

Yn bit her lip, torn between Yunjin’s contagious delight and her confusion.

The question lingered in her mind, one that stayed until night:

Why did Yunjin like her so much?

Strayed romances and beloved heartbreaks seemed to wage like war, cupids arrows flying wildly and Yn and Yuniin stayed in their sanctuary.

Yn closed her eyes, enjoying the hushed raindrops that surrounded Yunjin’s room. As always, her lifetime companion laid beside her, eyes concentrated on the blurry tv screen.

As part of their routine, Yunjin was watching mean girls on the shitty television, one they had bought at a garage sale with their combined budget.

Yn rolled her eyes as Yunjin giggled at Regina George’s song, kicking her feet as if in love. “At this point i should just break this television.” Yn scoffed, squinting her eyes at Yunjin’s romantic admiration.

“You wouldnt understand my love for her.” Yunjin pouted, widening her mouth at love as she shaped a heart with her fingers. Yn gagged, pushing the girl away with a sneer as Yunjin laughed.

Suddenly, a call came from outside. “Yunjin!”

Yunjin groaned slightly, before throwing the blanket off herself with a huff.

“I’ll be back.” She mumbles, before shutting the door behind her.

As Yunjin was off, Yn glanced around her room. Despite being more in Yunjin’s room than her own, there was always a feeling the lighting and plants gave off that seemed to relax Yn.

Due to Yunjins bubbly and loud personality, Yn always thought that her room would be extremely messy and out-of-place.

However, looking at the room’s decoration, it felt nothing like that.

Yes, the room was slightly tumbled around, with its off centre paintings covering the walls, but it felt sharp, calm, real.

It felt like Yunjin.

Slipping out of bed, she made way to the small bookshelf in Yunjin’s corner, one full of different books that both she and Yn collected throughout the summers. Tracing her fingers across the books spines, she stopped at a specific title. The Song Of Achilles. Pulling the book out gently, Yn observed how the book seemed weared down. Between the yellowing pages were different labels and highlights, but the condition of the paper seemed to be fully taken care of, as if every page was traced with love.

Yunjin always seemed to do that.

As she flipped through the pages, she paused slightly, tilting her head slightly as a bright yellow flashed by. Stopping at the page, she squinted. On the page, underneath a pink highlight of the word love, stuck a bright yellow note, vandalized by Yunjin’s messy handwriting. On it, it read:

“Yn makes me feel this…i hope i can make her feel it too”

A breathe,

A blink.

In the comfort of Yunjins room, with it’s fairy lights and over-the-place positioning, her heart squeezed. It was a slight feeling, but one, despite its small clench, that changed Yn.

In her smiles and eye crinkles, in her goofy humor, in her doe-eyed observation, Yn found something.

In Yunjin, Yn found love.

A small grin made its way to Yunjin’s face as she flipped her page. The small tunes of a song played behind them, and, with that, hushed rain as well.

As time flew by, Yunjin, being the puppy she is, followed Yn to university. She remembered her eye-crinkling grin as she pushed open Yn’s door (as usual) to celebrate getting in, only to get the alchohol in her hand to get thrown out Yn’s window.

Now, the duo made an effort to re-enter their usual routine. (Wihtout the shitty television this time)

Yn sighed slightly, lying on her bed as she glanced around her room.

Despite being at the university for 2 years already, the dorm was fairly clean. Even with Yunjin’s begging, Yn refused to share a dorm with her. Mainly based on how overbearing she constantly was, but also because she probably couldnt handle living with a girl she was in love with.

However, as always, Yunjin rammed down her door with popcorn and books, demanding to hang out.

That was how it came to now, how, even though she was supposed to be taking a nap, Yn now found herself entangled in Yunjin’s attention-seeking whines.

“Yn?” Yunjin’s voice called, snapping her back to the present.

“Hm?” Yn hummed, putting her arm over her eyes to cover the light (yunjin) hovering over her.

“What do you think would be the perfect confession?”

Yn’s breathe hitched.

Refusing to let herself overthink, Yn pursed her lip in thought.

“Mm…a bouquet of flowers and and a hi.” Yn smiled, Yunjin’s graceful charm bugging the back of her mind.

“Really?”

Then, without warning, Yunjin rose quickly to her feet, her movements a blur of speed. Before Yn could fully register what was happening, Yunjin was halfway to the door, her fiery spirit always one step ahead.

“Wait!” Just before Yunjin rushed through the door, Yn managed to grab the skin of her sweater, furrowing her brows in annoyance.

“Its pouring outside, where are you going to go in this weather?” She panted.

“Emergency.” Yunjin said, her grin lopsided and full of mischief, the kind of smile that made Yn’s heart breathe everytime.

Then, before she could respond, Yn felt the door click.

“Where did Yunjin go?” Ryujin, her dormmate called from the kitchen.

“Only god knows.” Yn grumbled under her breath, slumping back to her bedroom to clean up the mess Yunjin made in her hurry.

A few hours later, Yn was taking care of her billion plants. As usual, they were all from Yunjin, who decided to ruin Yn’s peace with another horrific task that took hours. But, when she saw her raw joy and brilliant smile, she couldnt refuse.

Walking by all the plants, she fiddled with their leaves and stems, gently handling the blooming flowers as she fed them water.

Just as she was watering the last one, one Yunjin demanded to call Patro (for patroclus) near the entrance, the door swung open, revealling a soggy Yunjin. Yn gasped as she took her in, her usual fiery red hair now in wet strands that were damp and low. In her clenched fist, a bouquet of flowers sprung open, seemingly dry compared to the person.

Yn looked in Yunjin’s eyes, slight hesitance showing through despite the amount of hope she conveyed.

Her hair, her eyes her smile, all things that belonged to Yunijn and Yunjin only.

“Hi.” Yunjin breathed.

But Yunjin’s heart?

Yunjin’s heart was hers.

Her Achilles.

Her dawn.

Yn always loved dawn.