#i looked up the translations and lili goes

[regregregulusblack]

My official intro post . ⋆✮ ˚ . ✩°｡⋆｡

𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘. My name is Regulus Black, and no, you are NOT allowed to call me Reg or Reggie.

A photo my friend Evan took of me without my permission. I will never forgive you, @barbie-wants-to-be-me-fr !!!

I am intersex and I go by he/they pronouns. I don’t like to label myself, but at least I am not straight. I am single and not looking for anyone at all at the moment. I am also autistic and have ADHD. NOT the wild sort. The fucking-tired-bitch-stfu-sort.

My interests:

• Art

• Quidditch (I’m a seeker)

• Poetry (both reading and writing)

• Reading books

• Defence of the Dark Arts

• Analysing every single lyric in every single Taylor Swift song and crying about it

• Makeup

On this blog I will be posting quotes, poetry, art, photographs and selfies and just silly little things that I feel like sharing. If I see any posts about me, I will read them and BEWARE, I will be critical. So you might see me around :) You have been warned.

You will also probably see me having chats with my friends, @remus-lupin-offical is one of them but I’m still waiting for my other idiot friends to finish making their bloody accounts. I will add them here as soon as I can! Update: Took as them long enough, but now they’re also on Tumblr! People you will see me interacting with:

• @sirius-thesstar (Ew)

• @remus-lupin-offical (Why’d you choose my idiot brother as your boyfriend? You’re better than this.)

• @the-real-marls-mckinnon

• @xxcassiexx Dorcas Meadows, a Slytherin I have deep respect for. Say hi to Dorcas!

• @barty-not-barry (My batshit crazy friend)

• @pandora-notyetalovegood (Fellow Slytherin, say hi!)

• @lily-evans-for-ya (In a world of annoying people you are a nice person. Take it as a compliment or don’t. It’s up to you.)

• @captainjamespotter (Annoying Gryffindor)

• @stolemyheelsfromlegolas (DO NOT CALL ME REGIANO FFS) (MARY YOU HEAR ME?!)

• @barbie-wants-to-be-me-fr (Another lovely Slytherin asshole, he and Barty should just shut up and kiss by the way)

• @ur-local-peter-pettigrew (Gryffindor)

• @itty-bitty-bella (Cousin)

• @therealcissyblack (Cousin who loves me :))

• @andro-black (Cousin AS WELL)

• @the-best-slytherin (Luna, a fellow Slytherin)

• @yourfavouritehufflepuffgirl (Ew Hufflepuffs) (Ooc: I love Hufflepuffs)

You will see me arguing with my brother, @sirius-thesstar. Like, a lot. Don’t mind Sirius, he’s an idiot. If we’re arguing in French, do NOT translate if you’re a scaredy cat…

Do not interact if:

• You’re Sirius and you’re mad at me

• You’re a Gryffindor (yeah that goes for you too Sirius) (Slytherin is the best Hogwarts house)

• You’re transphobic

• You’re homophobic

• You don’t like me for some other reason

• You’re a Taylor Swift hater

I love Taylor. Don’t you ever disrespect her. Her new album only further proves that she’s a true poet. Even @sirius-thesstar agrees with me on that.

Other things I love are:

• Cats (I dream of having two black cats and naming them Phoebe and Ruby)

• The sea (It’s so calming to watch, but I HATE swimming. It’s too cold. And wet. Yuck.)

• The rain

• Conan Gray (No one can take his album “Superache” from me. Don’t ever try or I’ll bite you.)

Hope I’ll see you around! (Or not. Depending on my mood)

My tags: #regregregulusreg, #thetorturedpoetofthecave, #regussy, #regulussy

Random edit: Ooc: Eh so I’m a minor and I’m a victim of actual physical and mental abuse and I’m still going through stuff, so eh, “Reggie” might be talking jokingly about abusive parents and a tough upbringing on here and stuff like that… just know that that is my fucked up coping mechanism okay, and I don’t mean any harm, and please if you’re joking around with me about abuse don’t take it too far since it might be triggering for me. Thank you.

[anemonelovesfiction]

10 ~ Cowgirl

Tonowari x Avatar! Reader x Ronal

Warnings ⚠️: Eating out, Riding, cowgirl, slight suffocation if you squint, passing out

Not Proofread

MDNI 🔞

This one goes out to whoever sent me this ask I apologize for it being late, but better late than never? And I used camera instead <I’m so sorry but I hope you like it still>

Holy crud it’s been ten whole days of this event and I couldn’t be happier to spend them with you guys!

Translation Station

Tsahik: Shaman; Healer; Interpreter of the will of Eywa

Marui: Home (in the Metkayina Language)

Olo’eyktan: Male clan leader

Paysyul: Water lily

Tawtute: Sky person (Human)

Yawne: Beloved

Word Count: 3k

It had been tough news to choke down when Jake had called your brother, Norm, to come help with Kiri after she had remained in a comatose state after having connected to the spirit tree. I’d actually been the one to deliver the news to Jake that it had sounded like Kiri had suffered a seizure, but what was an even harder pill to swallow was the gorgeous pregnant Tsahik coming into the marui - a word I’d learned meant home for the Metkayina- I could have sworn her gaze had lingered on me slightly but it could have been my mind playing tricks on me. Her gaze breaking as she finally looked around the room and avoided eye contact with Neytiri.

“I see that I am not needed here.” She stated in Na’Vi, although I had been mesmerized by the difference in her pronunciation in the words to make my hands work as quickly as I’d wanted them to -out of respect for her and the title she held- I’d learned Na’Vi alongside Norm back on Earth and we often studied together, testing one another until we nailed the language.

She had been carrying a basket filled with things she would have used on Kiri had we not been occupying the space in this Marui, my gaze still caught on her as her beauty was starting to make me nervous, had we overstepped out bounds with her? Was she upset with us at the moment? I attempted to slap Norm’s hand to catch his attention so we could start removing ourselves from her way but he’d written me off as him, Max, and Jake continued talking amongst themselves, I fought to roll my eyes as I capture Neytiri grasping the woman’s arm.

“You are Tsahik!” Neytiri almost growls at the woman and as soon as she turns I realize she is heavily pregnant, I attempt to knock some sense into myself but she speaks before I could move.

“Remove these things.” The woman holds her head high and I feel like I’m about to start shaking from having upset her. Her eyes look over to Neytiri as a means to get her to translate but I’d already stood up at this moment, grabbing my bag, capturing the tsahik’s gaze once more, flinching once Neytiri had opened her mouth as I scooted past her.

“Out! You have done nothing.” I didn’t bother watching the guys scramble as I hear Jake muttering something about them taking a break. I’d taken a liking into Mo’at’s training of the next Tsahik for the Omatikaya and stayed close enough to watch what this Tsahik had been doing but far enough away to give them their privacy if they needed, but with her sturdy work and continual chanting, she’d managed to get Kiri to wake up.

Kiri’s immediate response was to start crying and as Neytiri began to comfort her daughter I could feel the tears welling up in my own eyes. I’d always been a bit sensitive since I was younger, but to have witnessed something like this was like a miracle in and of itself.

That had happened about two months ago, Jake ended up having to talk to me before we left as the Tsahik and Olo’eyktan had wanted to speak with me personally, at that moment I’d believed I’d done something wrong and started feeling nervous, had I been in my human body I would have started sweating profusely but I was metaphorically shitting bricks.

To my surprise the Tsahik had done all of the talking as her husband just watched me, Jake had been there to translate if I needed it but more as my safety cushion, I was surprised to hear that she was straightforward with how I’d managed to capture her attention, how easily I’d followed her instructions without being asked, and how emotional I had been upon seeing Kiri waking up, but she absolutely floored me when she stated that she and her husband had wanted to court me because of a pull she felt for me.

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That wasn’t the last time I had been nervous around her, she was rather rough with her words but I understood that part of it was her placing boundaries between herself and her privacy, but nothing would have prepared me for what would happen when I came into our shared marui with a polaroid camera as it was a human contraption, but my intentions had been set to seeing this as a positive thing, although I wasn’t sure how the conversation would go.

Tonowari would be the most understanding out of the two as he was soft spoken, very kind, and usually won over with a kiss or two, but even then I wasn’t sure how he’d handle this either, I’d actually pulled back the flap of the marui and held the camera behind me as I walked in to the beautiful scene before me.

Tonowari had been gingerly rubbing a fragrant oil on Ronal’s belly carefully, it was the kind that helped ease her pain with the burden of having to carry such a large child, it also smelled very sweet, but I knew better than to think I’d be undetected as the woman had eyes all over her head.

“What have you got there, Paysyul?” She asks without turning her head to look at me and I stiffen my body at the thought of having been caught, I let out a sigh as I remove the object from behind my back and bring it forward instantly, knowing I couldn’t hide this thing behind my back forever.

Tonowari is the first to turn and tilt his head in curiosity, but his nose crinkled as he saw what I had been holding, they had both become familiar with being able to tell what tawtute contraptions were and from the look on his face he was leaning more toward not wanting to know what it was. Ronal easily capturing her husbands disapproval is quick to lift her gaze and settle it on mine, bypassing the camera in my hand and immediately talking to me.

“What have you brought into our home, paysyul?” She asks with a flick of her tail, ears going back as her head tilts slightly, one arm going to stroke the oil on her belly as the other planted on the floor to support her as she leans back a bit.

“A camera.” I stated stupidly as I comment on the device in my hand but feel frozen in fear as I’ve never really had an argument with them before, but I knew I was overstepping an invisible boundary by having brought this thing in here in the first place.

“And why have you brought this into our home?” Tonowari is quick to chime in as one of his hands goes to Ronal’s lower back to give her some support as the two are sitting on the floor, his other just settled on his lap.

“I- I wanted to- to tell you-“ I stopped talking at that moment as my nerves had started getting the better of me and I could feel my throat closing up, my eyes were starting to get wet but not to the point that I would cry- at least not yet.

“Take a breath paysyul, we are not mad, just curious.” Ronal stated sweetly and I could feel the tension leaving my shoulders as I drop them.

“Take a breath and start again.” She encourages and it honestly helps as I take in a deep breath and let it out slowly, feeling my heart beating back to normal and my eyes drying up, my vision no longer slightly blurred.

“This is a camera, we used it back in my home to capture a moment in time, and we saved it forever.” I responded once I’d gotten out of my own head.

“Thats what our stories and song cords are for.” Ronal adds in but is given a look from our mate, I could only bite my lip nervously and looked back down.

“Does this hold a sentiment to you?” Tonowari asks sweetly and waits for my answer, all I could do was nod wordlessly.

“I can- I can show you how it works if you want.”

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“Th-this isn’t what I had in m-mind-“ I moaned as I slowly slid down Tonowari’s member, my hands placed on his muscular abdomen as I lowered myself even more, still having a hard time taking all of him in, I could still feel a slight sting of pain as I was not used to having to ride him as Ronal usually took that roll. But she was busy stuffing his mouth with her cunt as she rode his face instead.

Although she was on his face she was facing me, placing her hand under my chin to keep me form looking down and closing my eyes, I wondered how a woman as pregnant as her could keep such balance but never questioned it as I’m sure she’s had practice after her first two kids, these two were truly insatiable.

I could feel her snaking her arm around my back and grasping my braid, giving it a sensual tug and hearing a moan rip out my lips, she’d brought my kuru close to her mouth and before I could question what was happening, I can feel her tongue on the tendrils of my kuru, having caught me off guard with doing that I slide all the way down Tonowari’s length, taking him to the hilt and moaning with pain and pleasure as Ronal continues to tongue fuck my kuru.

“She’s squeezing around me already,” Tonowari was strong enough to have lifted Ronal off his face just to speak only for her to shush him and slam herself back down onto his mouth.

Whenever I first had gotten my Avatar, I was eternally grateful to be a driver, but once I had to learn the ways of the Metkayina I noticed my Kuru would purposely split in two before the tendrils started going crazy. I even had to ask Norm and Jake if theirs did the same thing as I never recalled anyone else’s doing this, but to my surprise theirs didn’t, it wasn’t until I’d first mated with Ronal and Tonowari that I noticed theirs did the same, it was fashioned in such a way that the three of us could connect ourselves together while being intimate.

Just as Ronal had been done teasing my Kuru, she’d brought it over to Tonowari’s, connecting the two together and allowing me a second to feel everything he had been feeling at this moment, the gentle calmness that washed over me once connecting to him reminded me of sitting at the beach while listening to the waves lap in the distance, closing my eyes as I feel the warmth of the sun. Right when I lifted my hips from his, I could feel a newer connection, as if it were a windy almost stormy day on the beach but every fiber of my being knew everything would be alright, thats what it felt like when connecting to her.

“Oh paysyul you feel incredible, why don’t you try sliding back down on him hm?” Ronal asks as she lets go of our intertwined kuru, knowing that even if they fell to the floor they wouldn’t disconnect unless we willed them to or pulled them off one another.

Right as I slide back down I could feel Tonowari swipe his tongue over Ronal’s cunt and her hips bucking against his mouth, I let out a whimper, tossing my head back as I let out a strangled moan silently thanking Eywa for allowing us to experience what the other was feeling before a sudden flash of light stirs me out of my thoughts.

I raise my head upright, opening my eyes to find Ronal with the camera near her face as she continues looking through the lens of the camera, she then removes the camera from her face as the picture prints out, she gently takes the slip of paper and removes it from the bottom, airing it out to get the picture to develop.

“Look at you,” She coo’s, turning the picture around to let me catch a glimpse, my eyes closed in pure ecstasy, my hands still settled on Tonowari’s abdomen but you could see through the space between my arms with his teal cock buried deep inside my cobalt blue skin. I could feel the purple blush settling on my cheeks at this moment before feeling Tonowari thrust his hips upward, causing a yelp to leave my lips.

“That feels nice, ‘Wari,” Ronal states as she places her hands on his chest, still holding into the camera as she grinds herself all over his mouth. I sneak my hands past hers and grasp the camera, taking a steady hold of it and looking through the lens, snapping the picture right when Ronal had started coming.

Her eyes slightly opened but only the whites were showing, indicating her eyes were rolled to the back of her head, which often happened as she was sensitive from her pregnancy. Her bottom lip sucked in through her teeth as a sinful moan had escaped, her knee’s coming closer together toward Tonowari’s face and her hips slightly blurred due to the speed at which she had been grinding his face with, her tail raised behind her stiffly. A groan coming from the man below her, whose arms had been wrapped around her thighs in an attempt to keep her placed where she was.

I could feel everything through our bond and felt myself tighten around Tonowari’s length once more, stopping to readjust myself, i stead of having my knee’s straddling him, I’d placed the flats of my feet on the floor of the marui, giving me the best position for me to ride him better.

Ronal has a drunken expression on her face as she has felt fulfilled, she gently slides off his face and once she does I can see most of it from the nose down glistening in our mates juices. I smile down at him and use my arm to extend the camera above our bodies, since I was naked and my breast were perked up it was obvious what position I was in, I snap the picture and wait for it to print out, refusing to tear it off and handing the camera to Ronal, having her take a look at the picture as a smile frames her gorgeous face.

“This one is a moment worth savoring, paysyul.” She smiles at me and places the camera down, leaning over toward me and placing her lips on mine, I couldn’t help but grind my hips in an attempt to get closer to her, hearing our groaning partner below, who desperately grasps my hips. Ronal gently places her hand on my cheek and forces her tongue inside my mouth, as I moan I hear the click of the camera, opening my eyes, slowly sucking on Ronal’s tongue and disconnecting from her mouth fully only to see Tonowari holding the camera with a smug smile on his face.

I could only grow hotter at the scene before me as the two of them had now been paying full attention to me, Ronal placing her hands on my breasts and running her thumbs alongside my nipples, a rush of excitement running through me. Understanding what they wanted I lifted my hips up, with the help of my feet, and slid back down forcefully, coming into contact with Tonowari’s hips and moaning loudly, doing that motion once more as I felt Ronal kissing my neck.

“Goodness Paysyul, I’m closer than you think,” Tonowari growls out as he places the camera on the floor, now fully grasping my hips as he lifts me up himself, watching where our bodies were connected as he slams me down, his hips rising to meet mine, and a lewd moan slipping through my lips as Ronal plays with my nipples.

He keeps the same motion going, making me feel like I was seeing stars, accepting my fate as I screwed my eyes shut, allowing my legs to do some of the work as I rose up and slam back down on his hard cock. I swear I could see flashes going off in my vision and other was at this moment I’d no longer felt Ronal’s light touches on my breasts, I couldn’t bear opening my eyes as I felt the same heat spread across my cheeks.

“Fuck I’m close!” I yelled in English and felt Tonowari set a faster pace as I slam i to his cock without faltering.

It felt as though each slam of his cock was taking my breath away and I was struggling to catch it, I could hear my breaths coming in short shallow huffs as his iron grip on my hips keeps me at bay between losing myself and reality.

“Thats it paysyul, why don’t you be a good girl and come for us?” Ronal coo’s from whatever corner of the marui she had been standing in, another flash going off from the camera.

“I’m fuckin’ close-“ I moan out as I attempt to grasp Tonowari’s abdomen for some sort of stability, feeling as though I was dipping down low in a hole that would be impossible for me to dig myself out of.

“Come Paysyul. Paint my cock white with your juices,” He barely manages to get those words out and I can feel my pleasure toed up in a tight strong that knotted right in my stomach. I could feel it taught in my abdomen ready to burst.

“Thats it,” He coo’s at me in an encouraging manner.

“Come for us yawne,” He speaks once more and thats when I reach my limit.

Everything seems to have frozen in time and all I can feel is my orgasm fast approaching completely knocking me out cold.

[princesseggisalittlesad]

First greed, and then love (Sugar Daddy & Sugar Baby) . . . The text below is written through a translator. I am very bad at English .

Everything happens in a utopian world in which wizards occupy the highest statuses, when ordinary Muggle people occupy the lowest position.

Since birth, Harry has lived with his parents among Muggles in the most difficult conditions: a flimsy house, weak electricity and water supply, studying at home and constantly changing jobs with his parents. But the Potters were different from other families - Lily and James were wizards, and despite the many benefits and opportunities that wizards should have, they chose to live in poverty for one important reason - Harry was born without the gift of magic. According to the laws of their world, Harry, a non-magical child, could easily have been taken from the parents of wizards and they would never have seen him again. Lily and James gave up everything to be with their son, for which Harry was grateful to them until his death.

But one day, Harry's parents are arrested by Aurors for a reason that is unclear to the guy. He sincerely believes that his parents did not commit anything criminal, but he did not know how he could help them, because his word, an ordinary person, is nothing against the words of the wizards themselves. Harry makes a risky decision and sets out on his own to rescue his own parents from prison, confident that no magic will prevent him from doing so. By nature, Harry was always clumsy and absent-minded when he was very nervous: sometimes he did not notice how he broke or dropped something, and sometimes things were not lying where he left them - all because of his forgetfulness and inattention. But this time Harry pulled himself together, swore that he would do everything to save his parents!

It was very difficult to get into the wizards' area, but luck was on his side that day. However, the guy did not know what to do next. He was hiding, hiding from all eyes, so that none of the wizards would see him. Harry was hungry, cold, and tired. He sneaks into one of the expensive haute cuisine establishments, steals a waiter's uniform, somehow makes himself look decent - all in order to get some food and warm up. Harry doesn't expect to be dragged into the main hall and forced to work. He blamed his absent-mindedness again for not being able to think things through properly. But he also finds positive aspects in his position - he hears a conversation from one of the guests, the elder Aurora, joyfully informing his colleagues about the long-awaited capture of the Potters. Harry does not delve into the full meaning of his words, he hears only the most important things: “arrest” and “Potters". He confidently goes to the right table, wanting to find out as much information as possible, but one of the waiters pushes him to another table. Harry is angry, angry, and all the glasses have broken at the tray passing by them. Fortunately, they are empty. But it attracted a lot of attention.

Harry quickly retreats, realizing that it is better to leave here. But he is called out: - “Waiter!”once, twice. I have to get used to the role again until I have the opportunity to leave and none of the staff realizes that he does not work here.

He serves the table, listens to the order with half an ear and constantly thinks about Aurora that he needs to be followed, not to lose sight of him, and find a place where his parents are being held. The thoughts were loud, restless.

“You don't work here,” - until an unexpected line from an outsider's voice, deep and calm, flashed through my head.

And Harry turned his attention to the one who was sitting at the table. The man-if you could call him that-was frightening in his appearance and his whole nature screamed about his greatness and prosperity. Perhaps if Harry had been a wizard, he would have been able to feel all the magic coming from this man, but being an ordinary Muggle, he was already shaking inside from an unknown alien force.

Looking back on that evening, Harry couldn't answer himself whether he was lucky in life or not from their meeting. But his world has changed dramatically. Harry saw the luxury wizards have lived with since birth, their power and influence. He couldn't believe that his parents had been able to give up all this and live in a miserable little house with a leaky roof for him. The man, introducing himself as Voldemort, promised not to give him away to anyone. Then he promised a lot, a lot, a lot, if Harry would go with him. It was intoxicating. But sweet words did not let him forget about his parents. He agreed, concealing that he was going to get to Aurora through Voldemort and find out exactly where his parents were.

But Voldemort turned out to be too generous in everything. And Harry turned out to be too greedy for everything he had never had: the most delicious food, expensive and exquisite clothes, beautiful jewelry, a clean bed and a hot bath! And all this is just for the simple attention to the wizard, who was highly respected.

But Harry's world wasn't completely destroyed yet.

”May I look at your wand?”

The unexpected question made my heart skip a beat. Harry was sure that Voldemort knew that he was not a wizard, that he felt it right away. Harry was overcome by the fear that he would be sent to prison, that he would never save his parents… and he will lose all this luxury, which he got used to very quickly.

"I don't have a wand,” telling the truth was the best solution than avoiding it, and Harry was a terrible liar.

”A wizard without a wand is like without a hand.”

The conversation seemed strange to Harry. Sudden and merciless feelings of a terrified guy. Voldemort didn't look surprised or thoughtful, just waiting for the truth to finally pour out of the trembling youth.

”There's no point in me using a wand,” Harry's chest tightened, “I'm not a wizard.”

After this confession, everything should have been over. Harry would be able to come up with something else to save his parents if he was imprisoned or simply thrown out into a Muggle neighborhood.

But Voldemort's smile on his bloodless lips promised something completely different from what Harry had already thought of. Because only later did Harry find out that Muggles could not get into the territory of wizards in any way because of protective charms - if Harry were actually a Muggle, he would never have been able to follow either the Auror carriage or walk to the city and get into that expensive institution.

But Harry couldn't believe it. His parents sacrificed everything to be with him-not a wizard. Harry did not say this out loud, not paying attention to the fact that Voldemort remained too calm while everything inside Harry was collapsing from shock and misunderstanding.

Harry forgot himself in new expensive gifts, sweets and beautiful music, not even wanting to think about his parents, so as not to admit the resentment and accusations that had arisen in their direction. Until Voldemort brought him to the wand shop and the wand is a magic wand! - I chose him. The light and power of magic made Harry think again about the life he had been deprived of for unclear reasons. Broken and lost, he, already trusting Voldemort too much, told Voldemort about his parents and asked for help. At that moment, hiding his gaze from the other blood-red ones, Harry did not see the flash of solemn brilliance.

There was a hope that the parents were mistaken and had been deluded for so many years (but couldn't they feel his magic, like Voldemort? Didn't they realize that all the weirdness around Harry was due to random flashes of magic, and not because of his absent-mindedness and clumsiness?).

Harry was brought to the place of their imprisonment. Harry told them they would be released… Just like he said he was a wizard. But there was no surprise in their eyes, only guilt.

Harry snapped, not understanding his parents and why it was necessary to survive for so many years, and not live the way they could. He screamed, cried, and wouldn't let his parents say a word. Beautiful houses, high-quality clothes, delicious food, how children went to school, magic shows on the streets, postal owls and many, many things that they could have had if their parents hadn't decided to run away to Muggles for some reason.

Harry didn't try to listen to them, unable to stop thinking about the missed happy life, about the deception of his parents and how torn he was now to return and apologize to them, and run as far away from them as possible. And Harry chose the latter. Selfishly and greedily wanting to receive and live as he deserves, being a wizard. He knew that his parents had been cleared of charges unknown to him. I found out that Potter is not the last name in their country. I knew that Lord Potter had announced his return. And I also knew that my parents wrote letters.

Guilt, shame and regret prevented Harry from reading even one of them, and did not allow him to even think about meeting. My parents must have had a reason. They could explain everything to him, and then all three of them would start a new happy life.

But the letters remained untouched, and Harry was eagerly opening a new gift from Voldemort.

[kokorose]

True Beauty- LS2

Logan Sargent x actress/model!gf

Summary: just logan being an absolute simp for his gf and vice versa.

Faceclaim: Moon Gayoung

Google translated Korean

A/n: This one goes out to all the Logan fans! Here’s a little pick me up after Williams dropping another absolute banger on us!

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P.s. 스타는 공주처럼 대우받았다. (Star was treated like the princess she is.)

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LiamLawson: Top tier movie choice

jennierubyjane: ❤️

CharlotteMiller: cuties

User: you guys are so cute!!

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📍London, England

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LnYn: took one of my girlfriend on a date while our boyfriends are in end of the year meetings.

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LilyMuniHe: 🥰🥰🥰🥰

User: I love Yn and her girlfriends: Lily, Lily, and Charlotte

AlexAlbon: so that’s where you two went!

User: LOL 😂

CharlotteMiller: when’s our date?

LnYn: any time baby 😏

CharlotteMiller: 😘

LoganSargent: they can be your girlfriends as long as I’m your husband

LnYn: 🥰🥰🥰

User: OMG!?!!

User: LOGAN!?!? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?!?

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LoganSargent: 6 years with her!

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LnYn: Happy Anniversary to us baby!! Can’t belive it’s been that long!! I love you ❤️

OscarPiastri: 6 years of watching you two be annoyingly in love. Congrats btw.

LiamLawson: Happy Anniversary guys.

JensonButton: Wow! 6 years! Happy Anniversary you two!

User: happy anniversary to my favorite grid couple.

User: 6 YEARS?!? they’ve been together for 6 years?!?

User: yeah, they started dating when Logan was in F4! But, they were friends for longer. They’ve been super supportive of each others careers despite them being in different countries for long periods of time.

User: Logan having a childhood sweetheart romance is so him.

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LnYn: Anniversary Celebrations and Promises for the future.

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LoganSargent: I’ll make good on that promise don’t you worry babe.

LnYn: I’m looking forward to it! 🥰

LilyMuniHe: Stop! This is too cute!

CharlotteMiller: girl… don’t do this to me 😩 Happy Anniversary babes!

OscarPiastri: Lily says Happy Anniversary!

User: omg!! I can’t!! 😩😩

User: watch Logan pop the question sooner then we think! The man’s been wanting to marry her forever!

User: Still can’t believe they’ve been together for 6 years!

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LoganSargent: my support system.

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LnYn: I love you baby! I know this weekend wasn’t the best but I want you to know that I’m so proud of everything you do and how amazing you are!

User: stop, Yn you’ll make me cry!! 😭

AlexAlbon: Thanks again Logan. I know it wasn’t ideal but thank you.

OscarPiastri: stay strong mate.

JensonButton: Keep looking forward!

User: Williams! When I catch you Williams!

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📍Bali, Indonesia

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LnYn: Promises were kept and to put it simply Bali was life changing! Can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you! I love you sooooo much!! You are my best friend and my soulmate!

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LoganSargent: I love you so much!!

LilyMuniHe: OMG!! 😭😭😭😭 I love you guys so much! Congratulations!!

AlexAlbon: congratulations you guys!!

JensonButton: Congratulations!! So excited for you!

CharlotteMiller: omg omg omg!!! We better be invited to the wedding!!

LnYn: of course!

DaltonSargent: Congratulations!!! @Logansargent Mom is still crying btw!

OscarPiastri: Congratulations you guys!!

User: Omg!!!!!!

User: THEY GOT ENGAGED!!! OMG!! ❤️❤️😭😭

User: Introducing Mrs. Yn Sargent.

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WilliamsRacing: Congratulations to our driver Logan Sargent and his partner Yn on their engagement! We wish the two the very best!

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LoganSargent: Thank you!

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NicoRosberg: Congratulations

User: THEY GOT ENGAGED!?!

User: OMG!!!

User: LOGAN!?!

User: WTF!?!?

User: I did not have Logan Sargent of all people getting engaged on my 2024 bingo card!

[anangelwhodidntfall]

Six Months: Konig 

Call Of Duty Masterlist

word count: 800

Request: can you do something with Konig and reader where Konig has been deployed on a mission for nearly six months and he's finally coming home, so reader goes to base and greets right when he gets off the plane? 

A/N: I'm not sure how things are done where you are from but from where I'm from our soldiers returning from deployment are brought back to the base on a bus and reunited with their families that way. 

A/N: Once again I found this picture on Pinterest, so credit to its original owner!

Translation: Ich habe dich so sehr vermisst, Schatz(i missed you so much treasure), Liebchen(sweetheart) 

Six months...it had been six months since you last saw your beautiful boyfriend Konig. He had been deployed on a mission somewhere that he couldn't tell you only that he would write to you once he arrived. True to his word he wrote you everyday and sent you stuff during his deployment with and you sent in stuff in return knowing he struggled with deployment since meeting you. Finally his captain called you and let you know that they were finally coming home, so you decided to surprise him at the base instead of him surprising you at home like he usually does when he returns home. 

So now you were at the base standing in the lot where the busses would be bringing the soldiers home. You stood there in his favorite dress of his, anxious to see him again wondering if he would be mad that you were here instead of at home. Finally the bus pulled up and you watched anxiously as the other soldiers filed off the bus, looking for your handsome man until finally your eyes landed on him. 

"Konig!" You said running over to where he was. 

"Liebchen, Ich habe dich so sehr vermisst, Schatz." He said picking up and holding you in his arms. 

"I missed you more King." You said lifting his hood enough to give him a kiss. 

"Liebchen, you aren't supposed to be here. I was supposed to head home stop by your favorite florist and grab you flowers and surprise you at home." Konig said holding you in his arms. 

"I know King, but I wanted to surprise you for a change. Plus I got you flowers waiting in the car." You said looking at him. 

"You got me flowers?" He asked you. 

"Yeah I did...I hope you aren't mad that I showed up here instead of waiting for you to get home."  You said playing with the hair on the back of his neck. 

"Never Liebchen, I'm so glad that I get to hold you again." He said squeezing you a little tighter.

"I'm glad you're home Konig." You said looking into his eyes.

"Let's head home Liebchen, I want to spend the next week only holding and being with you." He said as he set you down on the ground. 

You laced your hand with his and you guys made your way through the crowd and towards your car. Once you guys got to the car, he loaded his bags in the back and once he climbed into the drivers side, you presented him with the flowers you had picked out.

"I wasn't sure what flowers you liked so I got you lilies because I know your mom likes them." You said nervously. 

"I love them, thank you Liebchen." He said leaning over and pressing a kiss to your lips. 

You smiled at him as he put the car in drive and started the drive home until you guys reached your favorite florist. You watched him put the car in park and hope out real quick and run inside, something about not breaking tradition. A few seconds later, he walks out with a bouquet of your flowers and climbs into the car, before handing them to you. 

"For you Liebchen, can't break tradition." He says making you smile as you held them. 

"Thank you baby." You said pressing a kiss to his lips. 

You guys headed home and once you reached home, Kong literally dropped his bag by the door before picking you up and carrying you to the couch. You giggle as he held you in his lap pulling off his mask letting you see his beautiful face. 

"Your still as beautiful as the day you left me." You said brushing your thumbs against his cheeks. 

"Not as beautiful as you Liebchen." He said pressing a kiss to your lips. 

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Sweat glistening on his forehead, he took four steps forward, finding it hard to muster up the courage to knock on her front door.

His thoughts raced faster than the speed of light, standing still like a tree.

His grip on the bouquet of lilies tightens, almost feeling like the flowers will explode in his hands.

The door suddenly is opened by an angel, his angel. It’s like time stopped and the only thing he could see was her face - her lips slightly parted and her cheeks just a tiny bit flushed. Her eyes darted from the bouquet in his hands to his eyes. Oh god, he thought, his legs were so close to giving up when she looked at him.

“Hello, Tobio. What brings you here?” She has a small smile on her face, her eyes refulgent. He swore he could see Sirius shining in there.

Despite the tight feeling in his throat he opens his mouth “Hi… I just wanted to ask if you wanted to go out with me and uh this is for you”, he hands her the bouquet and looks down.

She holds the flowers gently and slowly brings them to her face, closing her eyes she lets the smell hit her nose. “Thank you Tobio, how did you know lilies were my favorites?”

“I asked Yachi.” he whispers quietly, his voice slowly dying in his throat.

She nodded her head “Mmm.. okay and oh! Yes we can go out. Where do you wanna take me?”

“To the new aquarium that opened recently”

“Yachi sure gave you the best advice” she giggled at the bright red blush on his face. “Before we go I just need to put those in a vase… wanna come inside while you wait for me?”

He immediately nods his head, and she smiles at that. She turns her back to him and goes inside her apartment, leaving the door open for him. Awkwardly following her like a lost puppy, he looks around, finally seeing where she lives.

Eyes scanning his surroundings, he finds himself in awe at how comfy and pleasant her home looks. The small yellow couch, the fluffy carpet that looks like a cloud, and the dozen lamps scattered around that make the place look cozy. She interrupts his hawking, placing a big white vase decorated with blue shapes on her coffee table.

“I’m done, we can go now.”

                         𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼

The walk on the way to the aquarium is quiet. Kageyama is trying to keep his cool and not shake from nervousness.

‘’Tobio?’’ she calls for him with that sweet voice ‘’Yeah?’’ ‘’Are you and Tsukishima still… hmmm not good?’’ she asks, turning to the side to face him ‘’Well…’’ he gulps down, trying to find the right words to answer her question

‘’We are still not talking’’ she sighs a little bit ‘’I'm not surprised, neither of you two will apologize but you know… both of you are in the wrong’’ his pupils dilated, his hands turning into a fist, his mouth becoming a straight line.

‘’It's okay Kageyama.. no need to get so tense, I'm not judging you. Just please be mature and apologize’’ He looks up at her and sees her small smile ‘’Okay, I will try.. and I will apologize.’’ ‘’Oh? That's good to hear! Now let’s stop being so serious we have a date to enjoy’’ she grabs his hand and pulls him into the aquarium.

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a/n: I want to apologize to everyone reading this because I haven't been putting that much effort into this series. I will go on a semi hiatus after finishing sophistic boy because of school and will probably post a few times a month but won't release another smau because I don't want to post anything that isn't good enough. tbh I've been losing all my motivation to write and yh,,

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[htchnr]

01 ★ minecraft HCs ❥ A. HOTCHNER.

➻❥ masterlist. ➻❥ patreon.

CW ➥ fluff so sweet it'll make you sick ⋆ brief one second mention of alcohol ⋆ if i missed anything, lmk!

WC ➥ 1,2k. SONG ➥ you are the right one , sports.

SUMMARY ➥ certain mobs and how i think it would go with Aaron and what he'd think of them.

★ - © 2023 HTCHNR. do not copy, share or translate my work to this platform, or any other! - ★

༺★ his first encounter with a hostile mob would DEFINITELY be with a creeper 🫣 at first he'd glance past it and think it was a strange shrub. (the game looks strange anyway, maybe he just hasn't seen this type of shrub before)

༺☆ so he goes to investigate ... he gets pretty close ... until the 'shrub' turns around and he's met with a very much alive mob. and TWO seconds later, the poor man is met with hissing, then a boom and a second later 'you died!' 😔💔

༺★ he huffs, sitting on the couch perplexed, wth was that??????? you were at work currently, and he knew you were in a meeting so he had to text you his confusion.

THE LOOK ON YOUR FACE when you get a text from him saying ; 'what are the tall bushes with faces on them?' you nearly snort out loud when your eyes glance over the text. so when you're out of the meeting you immediately call him, you MUST know what the HECK he's talking about.

"Aaron have you been drinking??" you start the call with, checking your watch, that says 2:47PM. no way he'd be drunk right?

Aaron is confused. "no???"

"what do you mean with the text 'the tall bushes with faces on them'????"

"i walked up to a tall bush, it turned around, had a face on it, hissed and then exploded and killed me. why did it do that????"

you were nearly in TEARS from laughing, the poor man just sitting silently on the other end of the phone. "what's so funny? 🥲💔"

when you calm down from your laughing fit, you explain that they're creepers, and when you get too close the sort of sizzle and explode.

he huffs, his character walking back to pick up his stuff that he dropped when he died. "that's rude." new tears prickle at your eyes when you hear him repeat the verbal stim you haven't been able to let go of for weeks. you rub off on him a little too much maybe.....

༺☆ with baby zombies he definitely gets spooked the first time, like wth just hit him?????? from where?????????????? and then he looks down and sees a baby zombie — he's done. running. the baby zombie was near your house? yeah Aaron is sitting on a dirt tower on the complete other side of the biome. 😭

༺★ speaking of dirt towers — that's the first thing you taught him. need to get away from mobs? dirt tower. need to get to higher ground to see where you are? dirt tower. or a tower made of really anything you have in your inventory.

༺☆ Aaron masters the skill of dirt towers quickly — though, forgetting from time to time that it's not the best idea to use a dirt tower to get away from a skeleton... he's been shot down more times than he'd like to (or ever will) admit.

༺★ other mobs? oh he's fine with literally ANYTHING else than spiders and baby zombies.

༺☆ definitely thinks the endermen are sophisticated beings, (they get bonus points in his book when you show him the City Texture Pack where they're wearing suits. he 100% approves of them and likes them) he is most definitely a little (very) sad they're considered as hostile mobs and they'll attack him when he looks at them.

༺★ definitely HATES drowned 😭😭 'i just wanted to pick up the lily pad why are they after me????????????'

wait till he encounters the ones with tridents 😭 at first he doesn't even see where he's getting hit from, not seeing any drowned (yet) nor any other mobs besides regular fish that can't harm him. fast forward to when the drowned misses it's shot, landing the trident beside Aaron. he jumps, desperately looking around to see where it came from.

"are there things that throw tridents???" he asks, frustrated with the amount of damage he's taking from the seemingly INVISIBLE enemy.

you look up from your Switch and at the tv, seeing Aaron knee deep in a lake. "there are drowned that throw tridents, think of them like the skeletons of the water basically."

he frowns, fan-fucking-tastic.

༺☆ OMG the moment dolphins randomly attack him 😭😭 he'll definitely be pissed. 'who's hitting me??? i don't see any drowned??????????' and just when he looks around, he sees a dolphin coming at him and hitting him 😭

༺★ he'd be heartbroken tbh, suddenly thinking every passive mob will hurt him until you show him that like 99% doesn't attack you like llamas and dolphins do 😭

༺☆ zombies = average. he finds there groaning a little annoying, but what he dislikes the most is if he's building, and he accidentally drops something and a zombie is near, that it'll pick up his stuff. like excuse them?????? that's his??? give his iron axe back and let him get back to chopping trees??????

༺★ spiders? hell. no. hates them. period. he's almost a little like you with irl spiders — avoids them like the plague and gets a little jumpy when he finds them. the first time he encountered one it jumped at him out of NOWHERE, causing him to jump a little, instantly moving to build a dirt tower while he recovers.

༺☆ though, only to be smacked right off said tower, the spider going right after him again after it had climbed the tower. 'why are the spiders so damn big??????? and why can they climb walls????' now he understands why you put edges around your house, not only to look pretty but to prevent the spiders from scaling the building. noted..

the start of Minecraft may be chaotic AF for him, but Aaron loves nothing more than to get comfy on the couch with you and play for hours. 🥰

Aaron x minecraft is living in my DREAMS y'all 😭😭🩷 i cannot stop writing small drabbles and HCs UHGGGG 😩😭🩷

[dollyrins]

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　𓍼　　au — girlfriend ! shoko x gn ! reader

　𓍼　　fic type — fluff to angst

　𓍼　　warning — smoking, and cussing

　𓍼　　word count — 310

　𓍼　　asha's radio — plsplspls show in tags i'm begging.

“Hey,” Shoko whispers, looking down at you. 

A smile spreads across your lips when you see her. Your beautiful girlfriend. A cigarette rests between her lips, ones that you just want to kiss, even though you know the bitter taste of the cig would linger. 

“Saw these when I was driving here and thought I should get them for you,” she says, glancing down at the bouquet of lilies in her hand. “I know they’re your favourite.”

Leaning down she places them in your lap. “God I miss you so much,” she says. “It’s torture to be away from you.”

“I know,” you say. 

The wind blows making her hair fly in it. She looks breathtaking to you. 

A moment of silence goes by as she takes another puff of her cigarette. “I know you wanted me to stop smoking. And I swear I really did try,” Shoko confesses, taking another drag making you chuckle at her. 

“But it was so hard after you left.” 

The smile slips right off your face at that. You wish you could reach out and grab her face like you did all that time ago. 

“I hate you so much you know?” Liar. 

“Fuck, why’d you have to leave me all alone here?” she asks, suppressing the sob building up. 

Her lip wobbles and you hate that you caused it. She kneels on the ground, right in front of you even though she can’t see you there. “Sometimes I wish I could just come to you.” 

Your eyes widen at that statement. 

“But I know you’d be so fucking pissed if I did.” She takes another inhale of the nicotine and turns her head to the side before exhaling. Something she did since you were alive.

“I don’t think I’ll ever love someone as much as I love you.” And with that she leaves. 

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[sailorblossoms-snowbaz]

Yet another long post, this time with clickbait-y titles for readability purposes,

Simon has "a type"

Thinking about the ways in which Agatha and Baz share similarities, and how that might lead to the conclusion of "Simon has a type" (which MRB so succinctly summarizes as "better than me") and... I think that's right, but notably: it's not just about dating choices. It extends to other areas of his life. It's also platonic.

I mean, Penny is his type. She's arguably the first person Simon has ever truly loved, the first relationship he forms in which he experiences real love... and she's a very competent person. She excels in areas Simon is interested in. When we meet him, he would tell you he's useless without her. "Better than me" can translate to "I'm a mess and I like to surround myself with people who help me keep it together."

Being traditionally beautiful can be seen as a form of "excelling," especially when you're a girl who is into traditionally girly things (like wearing make-up). Agatha is "prettier than all the other girls" and has nicer clothes and a nicer house, and Simon, who has no fucking self-esteem, tells you "pretty sure she likes being better than others" and likely likes her not despite her being a stuck up; it's "part of the charm." However, liking her doesn't mean he's into her. Simon likes her how he likes Penny: when Simon talks about hating that Agatha is no longer talking to him and essentially "not wanting to lose" her (while, tellingly, not doing shit to prevent this) he proceeds to tell you all about Agatha The Friend. Simon dedicates the entire page to telling you the kind of friend she is where he (very tellingly) should be talking to you about Agatha "The Girlfriend." He never tells you how the fuck they started dating; he tells you how they became friends. What Simon doesn't want to lose is her friendship.

I think "having a type" that applies not just to dating (on top of the heteronormativity of it all and Simon liking to not think at all) would actually make things more complicated for Simon ("do I like them as a person vs do I like like them, platonic attraction vs romantic and/or sexual attraction). Penny, who fits "Simon's type" is obviously like a sister to him. A bestie, a ride-or-die. If you think about it, Agatha is also like a sister – like an older sister figure, in some ways (likely contributing to how wrong it feels, them dating; the more info we get, the worst it feels). She's the "eww don't chew with your mouth open" person, the "please stop getting into trouble, Simon" person. It fits with "helping to keep it together" even if Simon doesn't listen. It must be nice too, because she's not just being judgemental for the sake of it either, she simply cares about him; something Simon doesn't experience often. (More grimly, dating her kinda fits within that too, because Simon doesn't know what to do with himself when he experiences romantic love and sexual attraction, famously not mild or easy to manage feelings – just look at him regularly losing his shit around Baz – and Simon not having those feelings for Agatha helped him exist not processing shit, even though that created other problems).

I would say that both Penny and Agatha are close friends and like sisters to Simon, the main difference being: Agatha doesn't look like the kind of girl you just want to be platonic with, not for boys. It goes against expectations for him to be a boy, to be a hero and not want her romantically and sexually, and Simon cares very much about fulfilling expectations. (Also, these people are British so I'm just gonna say it: Agatha being the lily-white blonde embodying European beauty standards to a degree that's romanticized like there's no tomorrow vs Penny being a brown chubby girl with frizzy hair also plays into it, plus Agatha being weak with magic vs Penny being powerful. Not consciously, but it's part of the design of the stories and roles and expectations that were shaping their lives.)

Agatha "vs" Baz

Sure, they do have similarities, but things that would make Simon simply drawn to Agatha (platonically, although he was confused, heteronormativity, etc) are a turn-on with Baz. It's a turn-on when Baz is a little mean (without being actually hurtful) to him. It drives Simon crazy that Baz is good at everything he does. The things Agatha is good at are not actually interesting to Simon... He's all about magic and one of the first things he tells you about her is that she's a weak magician (while telling you Penny and Baz are powerful) (he even gets distracted with how good Baz is; his life is in danger and he's talking about Baz being good at magic). Going to her activities (like her games) are things he would be "obligated" to do because he's her boyfriend and he's supposed to support her. (In a similar way, he would be "obligated" to be there too with Penny, even if he's not interested in the activity, because he's her best friend, and it goes both ways... which is how Penny found herself stalking Baz alongside Simon at first haha). With Baz, there is no such obligation. He has no reason to go to all his games; he invents silly excuses (that he later admits where "obviously just excuses," he already knew Baz is a vampire etc) because he simply likes watching Baz being ruthless in the field. He simply likes listening to him play his violin. Simon shows interest even when he doesn't have to.

This is something that I picked on during my first read, and the more I think about it, the more I'm convinced I'm right. In some ways, Agatha embodies "female desirability" in Simon's and Baz's POV (she does something similar to them with the whole hero vs bad boy deal). She is "Simon's type," she's very similar to him (they share a braincell, if you will). In short: she seems like someone that Simon would be into... if he was into women. But he's not into her. Paraphrasing the author here: he "has no romantic instincts" and "he never expresses anything sexual" toward her. He likes her and she likes him, sure, but not like that. (Simon equating the way he can see Agatha is attractive to the way his gay boyfriend should be able to see it, Agatha equating the way she liked Simon to the way the girl she wants to jump would like him if she gave Simon a chance) (they share a braincell, I tell you.)

In CO, Simon tells us that he was always just "doing what he thought Agatha wanted." In awtwb, he thinks that he will give Baz "whatever he wants." On the surface, this might look like the same thing, but there are actually pretty notable differences.

With Agatha, in his own words, "he always got it wrong." He "never put her first" (he actually put her dead last, look at his list and the excuses he gives). Doing whatever he thought she wanted operates on assumptions, and doesn't contemplate his own wants. It can also be about guilt over knowing that Agatha, in the role of girlfriend, didn't have any priority in his life (hence she "always feeling like the third wheel" while they dated). Putting it all together, it's pretty clearly a sign of Simon's disinterest. Of Simon being unhappy and not actually wanting to be her boyfriend, because he doesn't love her. Doing what he assumed she wanted then it's a form of just complying, of following expectations and giving in to his role, of perhaps even trying to "make it up" for things not working without ever having to process shit.

With Baz, Simon wants. He tells you that he wants to be the person who takes care of Baz. He tells you that he likes it. Taking care of Baz is a love language (which explains how fucking murder is his love language: protection and proving for him) Simon tells us he can't think about anything else when Baz is unhappy. That it's thrilling to "make it better." "Giving him everything he wants" then it's a sign of Simon's interest. He wants to be with him, and he wants to make him happy, because he loves him. This is also not based on assumptions; it comes in the context of Baz telling him what he wants. Doing what Baz wants then it's a form of Simon giving himself to him, to their relationship, to putting in the work to make it work.

Types of comfort vs discomfort

Part of the differences jumped to me before the goat scene, when we see Baz arguing with Simon over hiding his wings in Agatha's POV, and as soon as she joins in to support Baz Simon gives up. I think a couple of things: it's more of a 2 vs 1, rather than Agatha having more weight than Baz. But also: Simon arguing over (and dismissing) concerns over safety is familiar ground for Agatha, and this comes after he apologized to her over their past together, so I wonder if part of it is Simon listening to her because he feels guilty over dismissing her concerns for safety in the past. Also, and more relevant to this post: Simon feels comfortable with Baz in ways he didn't with Agatha, which is notable given how Baz notes that Simon is comfortable with her in a way he is with few people...

What I mean by this is that Simon did date Agatha in survival mode. "Doing what he thought she wanted" is also survival. Just doing whatever needs to be done to keep the relationship, because is the one thing enabling the HEA fantasy that it's all about "maybe he won't die young and alone" in battle (and because of, again, the heteronormativity of it all). See how breaking up instantly leaves him with nowhere to go at Christmas and without access to adults who took care of him during that period ever since he started Watford. How wanting to break up with her would require him to pursue thoughts and feelings that would result in getting to know things about himself he wasn't ready for, things he didn't feel equipped to handle and that would make his existence in his role complicated, when his role was the one thing giving him purpose (hard enough being "enemies" without being aware he was in love with Baz).

I there's discomfort with both, but with Baz it's the "right" kind of discomfort. The "pushing myself to work through things that should be worked through and process my feelings" type of discomfort, the "getting to know myself" type of discomfort, as opposed to "I don't actually want to do the things I'm doing here" type of discomfort." (Just like how he was the "wrong kind" of comfortable with Agatha while they dated, the: "it's better to not think about anything ever and stick with what's familiar even when it makes you miserable" type of comfort, while it was likely an easy comfort when they were friends).

With Baz, Simon first feels comfortable enough to push and test boundaries before they start communicating. To say stop where with Agatha he likely just turned off his brain and pushed through. And then, he feels comfortable in ways he has never felt before. He feels comfortable enough to begin to think about his desires, his relationship with touch, his thoughts and feelings, which he never has before. To fully be himself in all his fucked up glory. To the point he reveals part of himself you wouldn't think where there when you first read him in CO, that completely re-contextualizes things we saw there even.

[tweedlebat]

Part 13 of A Treatise of Embroidery, crochet, and knitting with illustrations

By George C. Perkins, Anna Grayson Ford, and M. Heminway & Sons Silk co circa 1899

Please note, this book was written in 1899, and as such uses a racist term to refer to the dyes that were used for the thread. If you'd like to read more about this period in time, the term, and the stereotypes that the Victorians had, I've actually linked the wikipedia article here that goes more in depth. It's not the end all be all of it, but it's a good starting place for anyone wanting to educate themselves on the topic.

So the lily that is shown on this page, when I looked it up is called Lilium Speciosum. This lily is native to Southeast China, Japan, and Taiwan, and was introduced to English Gardeners in 1830. Trying to find the common names for it by the way has been a nightmare. In English it took me longer than it should have to find that it's called the Japanese Lily, Japanese show lily, or Rubrum Lily nowadays. Japanese Wikipedia when translated gives me Kanokoyuri, Doyou Lily, and Tanabata Lily as common names and much more information on the background than I can find on any of the English language websites I came across, so I've included a DeepL translated version of the Japanese Wikipedia page below. "Kanokoyuri (scientific name: Lilium speciosum) is a perennial herb in the lily family, Liliaceae. It is also known as the Doyou lily and the Tanabata lily. Characteristics:

The distribution is Kyushu (mainly from the Satsuma Peninsula to the coast of Nagasaki Prefecture), Shikoku (in the mountains of Ehime and Tokushima Prefectures), northern Taiwan, and Jiangxi Province, China, with the highest density of native plants in Japan in the Koshijima Islands. The grass is 1 to 1.5 m tall, and the flowering season is from July to September. The flowers, which are about 10 cm in length, are beautiful and have been cultivated for ornamental purposes since ancient times. The Japanese name is derived from the petals, which are spotted with a fawn pattern.

In the Edo period (1603-1867), Philipp Franz von Siebold brought bulbs of the canary lily out of Japan, and it is said to be the first Japanese lily to become known in Europe. During the Meiji period, the bulbs were boiled and dried and exported to China as a confectionery ingredient. In the Taisho era (1912-1926), bulbs were exported to the United States and used as fresh flowers for Christmas and Easter. In the postwar period, demand for lilies as ornamental flowers increased overseas, and during the period of rapid economic growth, breeding efforts were made to produce high-quality lilies, but from the 1970s onward, overseas demand declined.

Translated with DeepL.com (free version)"

I also translated the Chinese Wikipedia page, which gave me a common name of Deer Lily due to the spots. The translated Chinese Wikipedia Page via DeepL gives me a ton more information so I've also included it here: "also known as Lilium glaucum (Taiwanese: iām-hông lo̍k-á pik-ha̍p), Lilium beautifulum, Lilium medicum, Lilium glaucum, Lilium magenta, Lilium septuagenarianum, Lilium hyacinthum, and Lilium speciosum, is a species of lily in the family Liliaceae. It is a plant of the genus Lilium, with the species addition speciosum meaning "beautiful", and is found in Kyushu and Shikoku, Japan, Taiwan, and southern China, and is named for its flowers, which are covered with brilliant spots that resemble deer stripes. In Taiwan, there is a variety of red deer lily (Lilium speciousm var. gloriosoides) covered with reddish spots, which is endemic to Taiwan, and is also the curatorial flower of the National Museum of Natural Science in Taiwan, and is regarded as "the most beautiful lily in East Asia".

The bulbs are nourishing, strengthening, diuretic, cough suppressant, antipyretic and anti-inflammatory. In Japan, the flower language of the Kagoshima lily is "solemnity" and "compassion".

Growth:

It grows in the low altitude mountains of northern Taiwan, on rocky, exposed, sunny slopes." "Uses:

The bulbs are edible, rich in starch, and taste like potatoes. Deerberry lilies are so popular that there has been a lot of research into breeding them, and as a result there are cultivars of deerberry lilies in many gardens. People have crossed Deer Lily with Lily of the Valley to produce some valuable varieties, such as the "Imperial" series, and in 1964, the Japanese selected and bred the "Uchida" deep pink flower disease-resistant varieties from the Deer Lily. Problems" The red deer lily is currently endangered, with a small growing area, few breeding sites, and a decreasing number of growing areas and populations."

I've included the translations as is, but as we know, translation programs are dubious at best and unfortunately I lack the language skills to make sure that it translated properly. So if anyone who speaks Japanese, Chinese, or any of the other languages of the different areas this plant is native, can verify if the translation is accurate, tell me other common names of these lilies, and/or give me more information if possible, it would be much appreciated! Onward to the diagram description:

Flower. Description of accompanying Spray.

Pink: 1655 = Shade number 1, 404 = 2, 0405 = 3, 405 = 4, 406 = 5, 407 = 6.

Pistil & Stem:

432 = 7.

Pollen and Stamens:

647 = 8, 650 = 9.

Leaves and Stems.

Green: 0428 = Shade letter A, 428 = B, 429 = C, 430 = D.

Brown 230 1/2 = E, 230 3/4 = F.

A graceful stem with alternating leaves going up it has a single speckled lily branching off to the right and further up a larger bud is bowed over facing the left.

The stem starts with D and changes to C as it reaches the first leaf on the right side.

Leaf 1: Starting from the bottom of the leaf and going row by row upwards, E, D, D C, B, F.

Leaf 2 is slightly higher on the stem and roughly the same size, but this time is on the left side. Leaf 2: D, C, B, A.

Leaf 3 is a tiny leaf on the right side slightly higher up. Leaf 3: C, B.

The main stem is done in D, and changes to C higher up. The stem branches off to the right, and ends in the lily blossom. Stem Branch: C, B.

The lily has 6 petals that are randomly speckled. We will be starting with the petal closest to the stem, which is horizontal with the tip of the petal curling under to face right.

Petal 1 starting from tip and working our way back to the center in columns as the petal is horizontal, we will be going from the bottom up to the top in each column.:

Column 1: 3 (petal underside), 2 (petal topside), 3 (Petal Topside) Column 2: 4, 5. Column 3: 5. Column 4: 6.

Moving Clockwise to the next petals:

Petal 2, going by row now instead of columns, left to right:

Row 1: 2, 3. Row 2: 4 (petal underside), 4 (topside), 3 (topside) Row 3: 5, 4.

Petal 3:

Row 1: 1(underside). Row 2: 3. Row 3: 4. Row 4: 5. Row 5: 6.

Petal 4 is horizontal pointing to the right, row one is also going horizontal up the petal from left to right, starting from the top down. Petal 4: Row 1: 5, 4, 3. Row 2: 6, 3, 2.

Petal 5 is going in rows from center to tip: Row 1: 5, 4. Row 2: 5, 3.

Petal 6 emerges from under petal 5 and also goes in rows from center to tip:

Row 1: 4, 3. Row 2: 3. Row 3: 2, 3. Row 4: 2.

The stamens are done in 8 and 9 with the ones closer to the center of the flower being 9 and the ones further out being 8. The pistil and stems of the stamens are done in 7.

Moving on to the other fork on the original stem, we have a tiny leaf alternating left and one alternating right. The left leaf starts at C and ends in B at the tip. The right leaf starts at B and ends in A at the tip.

The stem continues up and then bows steeply to the left in a gradient from B to A. It ends in an oblong bud that starts in rows from top to bottom:

[remus-poopin]

I can attest that being good at sports doesn’t always translate on the dance floor, but I’ll take your answer! And to continue on a musical streak, here’s some more

Which marauder?

- Most likely to pick up an instrument (and what would it be!)

- Most likely to be into disco

- Has a good singing voice

- Sings in the shower

- Brought a record player to school (or a wizard variation of this technology)

- Has the best music taste (goes out of their way to discover new music, wizard or muggle!)

- Was the best dj at Gryffindor parties

- Secretly likes Celestina Warbeck

- Who danced with who at Lily and James’s wedding?

Oh for sure but being coordinated is a step in the right direction. I definitely don’t see any of them as particularly good dancers though lol.

Ok because this is music based I’m going to take this time to talk about my ideas on the wizarding world and music:

I really don’t think the wizarding world consumes music the way the muggle world does. I just don’t think that it’s that much of a part of the average wizard’s life.

When the statute of secrecy came into place in the 17th century it was before music became commercially available to the masses. The biggest reason for its turn to being accessible is technology. We never actually hear of any records or anything similar that could play music on demand in the books. The only way we hear about music playing is in a live performance or through the wizarding wireless. It’s notable that there only seems to be one station for wizards, a station that isn’t exclusively playing The Weird Sisters or Celestina Warbeck but also having news reports and lifestyle tip segments. Which makes me believe that music (or at least pop music) is more of a novelty for wizards to enjoy instead of a daily fixture in their lives.

I also think that the wizard pop music we do hear about is less about the music itself and more about wizarding pride. It’s taking something enjoyable but muggle and turning it distinctly wizard (Celestina Warbecks lyrics being inextricably tied to wizarding culture; “You charmed the heart right out of me” “oh come stir my cauldron” “Oh, my poor heart, where has it gone? It’s left me for a spell”. The name of the band “The Hobgoblins”. The Weird Sisters’ name and the fact that they use instruments like the lute and bagpipes, which are not typically found in rock music, (which also might give us a hint of what traditional wizard music sounds like)).

So I think the amount of modern wizard music is very low and the appeal of it is that it’s a symbol of a cultural pride. Which means if a wizard was going to really be into modern music they would have to look elsewhere than just the WWN.

Moving on to the questions:

- Most likely to pick up an instrument (and what would it be!)

I’ve always liked the hc that Sirius’ parents had him take piano lessons as a kid. But @superfallingstars mentioned Lupin playing guitar once (but in a sad lame guy way) and it really stuck in my head.

- Most likely to be into disco

None of them are cool enough to like disco. Lily however…

- Has a good singing voice

Sirius. I’m mostly going off of the fact that he is the only one we see sing (and Harry doesn’t find it offensive so it was probably decent enough)

- Sings in the shower

James, purely vibes for this one.

- Brought a record player to school (or a wizard variation of this technology)

Possibly Sirius, maybe he charmed it down to be smaller and lighter.

- Has the best music taste (goes out of their way to discover new music, wizard or muggle!)

I always have Lupin in my mind as someone who really enjoys music due to his halfblood upbringing and his loneliness as a child. I just imagine him as someone who got a lot of comfort from jazz records from his mom or the 60s pop songs on the radio when he had no one to talk to. However I think he would cling to those sounds and not really expand his taste that much.

Sirius on the other hand is someone I can see going out to find new muggle music as an act of rebellion and falling in love with it (I’m a Sirius loves punk rock truther! However I don’t think he was punk, big distinction!).

My (unfinished!) Remus playlist vs my Sirius one for reference:

- Was the best dj at Gryffindor parties

I think being a dj requires you to be in tune with the crowd and be adaptable and I’m not sure Sirius would excel in that. Remus however would. He also has enough musical knowledge to help him out here.

- Secretly likes Celestina Warbeck

I feel like James’ parents might have listened to her at home and he would have developed a fondness for the sound.

- Who danced with who at Lily and James's wedding?

James and Sirius (it definitely wasn’t gay)

Lily and Peter

Lily and Sirius

James and Remus (had to drag him to the dance floor)

Thanks for the ask! These were super fun ahh!

[therealvinelle]

trick or treat :3

You get a trick!

Behold, the original outline for the fic that @theoriginalcarnivorousmuffin have been working on for the past three months, that has consumed our entire existence and made us cast aside all our other fics:

Start of the semester, Dippet gets up to introduce the new exchange student: Asgeir Thorstensen!

“He’s in Slytherin, but not because Slytherin’s for evil people. So he’s in Hufflepuff, where the socialists are. But he’s your roommate.” 

“What?”

“Have you heard of planned economy, Tom?”

“Well, Asgeir, let’s take a tour. Oh, you’re in every OWL class. That’s nice. Not sure how it’s possible, but that’s nice.”

No, no, he’s TA-ing because he’s actually done with the curriculum in every class.

“Then why are you here?”

Tom’s friends suddenly like Asgeir better

Tom loses standing in the Slug club, he’s just there to look beautiful now. No networking for you, Tom.

“Oh Tom, we made you a prefect before we knew Asgeir would be attending the school. Terribly sorry, but we can only have so many and would you mind handing over the badge?” “We’re not even in the same house!”

Asgeir introduces skiing to Hogwarts, they stop the Quidditch tournament and replace it with a ski race. Tom has to participate. Everybody laughs when he falls on his face.

Tom comes across a giant dead snake in the hallway. Myrtle’s dead body is next to it. It’s gross. On the wall is “Tom Riddle left this here and I am Tom Riddle”. Tom has to get rid of the evidence.

Asgeir comes to gloat. SO, CAN’T KILL MYRTLE NOW CAN YOU BECAUSE SHE’S ALREADY DEAD.

“The fuck is wrong with you”, Tom is convinced this guy is a Nazi 

Tom tries to tell his friends first, doesn’t work out. He then goes to Dumbledore, doesn’t work out

Lily point of view: her son Harry is terrible at school and it’s getting embarrassing

Lily ends up having to take care of the acromantula which, sadly, also eats Myrtle. Somehow. Some bloke named Tom Riddle is blamed for this. 

An American auror comes in, “I have a gun.” His name: John Magnum.

The Tom Riddle guy makes a scene when Magnum shows up, “you’re a fucking nazi, aren’t you? I know it!”

“No… but my gun eats nazis” the American says this while pulling out another gun from his coat. With each line delievery, he pulls out a new gun from an increasingly unlikely place (we’re at nostril holster by the end of this)

(Accidentally shoots Myrtle when the gun goes off during this conversation)

Lily decides to talk to this Tom Riddle guy, since the Myrtle Warren thing has been bothering her, can’t put her finger on why

“Have you ever tried leaving Hogwarts?”

They walk off the edge of the world and fall, until they land in the 21st century and in the middle of a wizardy lab.

The fic is called Asgeirs eventyr, which translates to Asgeir's Adventure. We have written 329707 words, and it's not done.

(And no, The Man Who Would Be King will not be updated until after Asgeir is done because the fics are now compliant with each other. We're playing with the idea of a crossover.)

[bonefall]

Hi! I am trying to translate some of my oc’s names in clanmew but am running into trouble with how region-specific they are. I was wondering what you thought of these?

Agavebloom: Luparkikmwaro -- translates directly to “blue-spike-is-blooming” since there isn’t a good word to translate agave into. The closest members to the agave family I could translate to would be either lily or bluebell, which would be Urchamwaro (lily-of-the-valley-is-blooming) or Hebsimwaro (bluebell-is-blooming). I feel like the additional flowers take away the meaning of his name though, since it’s supposed to come from the fact that agaves take forever to bloom especially to a cat, therefore a rarity, and his mentor had never had a surviving apprentice before.

Guanopelt: Hafefylborrl -- translates to bird/bat pelt, since there’s no easy way to translate guano lol. But yes he’s literally named after bat poop, his clan really likes unconventional/gross names.

Chollasting: Also really difficult! I finally settled on Kikluarapokal, spine-jumping-stinging-nettle, since there doesn’t seem to be any cacti translations, and she’s named after jumping cholla cacti and how much it hurts when they attach to you.

If there’s any better suggestions for these names please let me hear them!

Hmm...

Agave is definitely a hard one, since I can't think of any plants that base Clanmew-speaking cats would even liken it to. It looks like a burdock or a teasel growing like a bush. I would recommend coming up with a word in your Clan's dialect to describe it, that's quite unique.

But here's some new words that you can play around with to make a word for yourself;

Greater Burdock/Lappa (Arctium lappa) = Kegdio A type of "thistle" in Clanmew with a very small flower and a whole LOT of spikes.

Teasel (Dipsacus fullonum) = Oorra Probably the closest we'll get to a "cactus," because, cacti are a New World family! If you went to a desert in Africa or Eurasia, you would not find a cactus, except for some cool not-a-cactus-but-trying-to-be types down towards Madagascar. Teasels are considered a type of thistle in Clanmew, and used in some finishing stages of textile processing as a brush. It's a fleshy, green, spiky plant with a round "ring" of a flower. This word is Parkmew in origin, and is related to the word for the King's "crown" in reference to its distinctive flower ring.

Fruited/Fruiting/Will Fruit = Pakawooan/Pakawooa/Pakawoo The act of a plant bearing fruit. Because most Clan cats are NOT ThunderClan (we say, pointedly, at thunderclan), this does not refer only to edible fruits. This equally refers to apple trees and OAK trees, dropping acorns. This is VERY important when you take into account that Clan cats are carnivores, and fruiting trees mean more prey.

First Fruiting/Promotion = Ka'paka The verbs for fruiting ONLY applies to a plant after the ka'paka-- its very first crop. It is the mark of maturity for a fruiting plant. It has a double use for promotion through ranks as well

On Guano... the first thing my mind goes to is Sslop, which is the term for wet, sticky mud in Clanmew. When used in reference to body parts, it suddenly means "mucus" or "body fluid," hence Runningnose's name (Sslopchoop) being a difficult translation.

You could combine Sslop and the word for white, Osk, to make Sslosk. I don't know too much about guano, but I've heard it can be a fuel, though I'm unsure of how true it is.

So, you can play around with this word if you'd like;

Peat = Mai The vital material buried under the turf of a moorland, made from layers of buried plant matter. Highly flammable!

There's also words for bats in the Lexicon, if you'd like to check there!

And, lastly, Cholla. Like I mentioned, we won't be finding any cacti here. The closest will be teasel. Burr (kido) is also in the Lexi, but there's one more interesting word that could have been likened to cacti in a new environment;

Sundew (Drosera rotundifolia) = Kigu Comes from an intense contraction of Swarming Bug-Eating (Kbkb Guburoo), the only purely carnivorous plant that Clan cats see on a regular basis. A fleshy green with bright red, sticky hairs that rise off it, it's hard to miss and endlessly fascinates the cats. A plant that hunts! What a wonderful, respectable creature! I can imagine Clan cats dropped off in the middle of a western hemisphere desert might apply this sort of reverence to surrounding, hardy cacti, especially if the cacti can be used to help them survive.

[mycupofrum]

Hi! One of my coworkers just came back from maternity leave, we havent seen her since 2019, and she looks so different now after having 4 kids in a row… the point is that it gave me a fic idea about jily/prongsfoot, I thought i’d share, I hope you dont mind! It’ll be long probably, so feel free to ignore this!

So considering Canon events, James and Lily were hiding for about a year, but it would make more sense if it was even longer due to Lily’s pregnancy… which can translate well into a modern AU with the loooong COVID quarantine periods… they cant go out, do sports, go to work, and Lily is heavily pregnant, has all the carvings and her increased appetite has an affect on James’ usual diet too, then having a newborn baby too has the toll on them and their weight… so long story short, they both gain weight, Lily is curvier than ever and James has a dad bod now!

He doesnt really notice it at first, they are at home wearing sweatpants 24/7, and James has always been athletic, in his head him getting fat is not really possible… But then reality slaps him on the face, when he can barely button up his nice clothes by the time they can leave quarantine for a few hours to have Harry christened. He goes into full panic mode, checks himself out in the mirror for hours and tries on all the clothes in his closet, but nothing really fits him well beside the sweatpants with elastic bands… he finds their old school uniforms, he cant remember why he has a pair for all of them, but he’s desperate… so he proceeds to try on Peter’s old uniform, because that for sure will be too big for him at the waist, there’s still hope!… but it fits him perfectly. He is shocked and even more embarassed, like how is this even possible?! So he asks Lily if she noticed anything, and gets even more devastated hearing her answer: of course she noticed! She assures him jokingly how much she likes his belly and tbh it makes her feel better about all the baby weight she just can’t seem to be able to loose… He’s almost crying at this point, and wants to ask Sirius, he’s his best friend, he should be able to end this nonsense… unless he can’t know about what a fatass he became! He’s spiraling cause he just realized that he can’t undo almost 1,5 years of quarantine weight gain in a few weeks until the christening ceremony, where he will definitely meet with Sirius as he’ll be Harry’s godfather! He reluctantly orders new clothes and downloads a dozen diet/workout apps… only to a new wave of COVID coming! And his parents unfortunately fell victim to it this time, so his determination of getting fit again disappears with his grief and yet another lockdown.

Fast forward to the end of COVID, no more quarantine, they are eating healthier, but neither of them manages to lose any weight, indeed, they might need to go one size up again! James is kinda still in denial about exactly how many sizes he went up in the last years, but he has to admit that he sort of prefers Lily’s curves, she is glowing almost the same way as when she was pregnant (maybe she’s with child again…?), she’s just beautiful! He is not as stressed about his own weight anymore as he realized that all his male relatives grew a belly when they had a child! So it’s technically honoring a tradition on his part only! (He’s halfway between the bargaining and acceptance phase…) He’s still anxious about meeting Sirius though, he doesnt really understand just WHY he cares so much about looking fit enough for him… But he can’t avoid meeting Sirius forever, so far he was “lucky” enough that Sirius had to spend a year abroad for his work, almost like he’s also trying to avoid the meeting… whatever the reason is, it gives James some time to start working out again, but he only gets stronger and not thinner…

They finally meet, James is extra self-conscious, and Sirius also acts weird, as if he’s trying not to look at him… He’s as fit as ever, because of course he is! The meeting is over quite quickly, Sirius excuses himself and leaves early… It happens a few more times, and James slowly cares less and less about sucking in his belly and wearing loose clothes… And Sirius acts even weirder upon seeing more of the true size of James’ body…

Because Sirius is extremely into James, especially now, he practically loses it when he sees James’ now bigger, rounder and juicier ass in one of his now quite tight pants… he blurts out how James is even hotter than how Lily described him in her letters…

Turns out that Sirius acted weird because he tried to contain his lust and love… and that the covid lockdown was hard on him too, but instead of weight he gained an alcohol problem… his year abroad was because he had to go to rehab, his wakeup call was also Harry’s christening. He was only allowed to write letters, that he sent to Lily because he was too embarassed to admit his condition to James… so Lily was the first to piece everything together, and the one who tried to encourage both boys to sort out their feelings towards each other! (Her blessing is granted to prongsfoot!)

So they make up and make out! Sirius is now an expert at being healthy, he learned that in rehab, which he can now put to good use! They work out together, and while James loses a little weight, his dad bod mostly remains… And he truly doesnt care about it anymore, because he is healthy and loved, Sirius can barely keep his hands to himself!

Hi! Thanks for the ask! I appreciate that it's about accepting being comfortable in your body, no matter the size. :)

First of all, you had me at dad bod James. 😘 He for sure is in a new situation when he's never had to worry about his physique before. I like the idea that after gaining weight and dealing with the most immediate grief (RIP Euphemia and Fleamont 🙏), he finds working out something he wants to do again. Maybe he starts to lift weights and slowly builds muscle and only becomes thiccer... And Sirius just finds him hot both with the dad bod and the more muscular version because that means there's just more of James to hold onto. Sirius especially appreciates his big arms, thicc thighs and that plump arse. 🥵 And the dad belly is now just another part of James that Sirius loves.

I got the feeling that this is more of a polyamorous relationship with Lily being fine with sharing James with Sirius but not really interested in taking part with Prongsfoot alone time? Anyway, whatever they have going on, I support this. Maybe she locks them together in the guest bedroom so they will finally stop ogling each other and just kiss already. For some reason there are some snacks and water bottles conveniently left in the room as well so they can take their time sorting things out...

After Lily has arranged Prongsfoot to get together, Sirius moves in with the Potters. Harry has three loving parents and Lily has a happier husband. Sirius and James develop a workout routine that often ends with them making out and groping each other everywhere, sweaty and high on endorphins. Whenever Lily catches them in the act, she stops whatever she was doing and enjoys the view. She also looks amazing in her curvy mum bod and shamelessly flirts with Sirius who reciprocates it, whether it's romantic or not. And Sirius will get the emotional support he needs to continue to live a life without alcohol. It's the best case scenario for everyone.

[unmaskthewriter]

Haven’t I Given Enough? {Anakin Skywalker x GN! Reader}

A/N: Welcome back dearest readers! I apologize for the unannounced hiatus. I needed time to focus on my health and I finally feel like I have a moment to breathe and work through a lot of the writers block I had.

I do not give permission for any of my work to be copied, published and/or translated on any platform including Tumblr.

Summary: You say goodbye to a friend you once knew, and hello to a new threat. Inspired by Gilded Lily (Sped Up) by Cults

With that said, please enjoy this sequel to Ocean Eyes. If you have not read it, please read Ocean Eyes {Anakin Skywalker x GN! Reader} here!

Word count: 1310

Warnings: violence, angst

GIF CREDIT GOES TO ROSIETHESLAYER

Now it’s been long enough to talk about it

You were stationed on Jabiim, escorting civilians through the Path when you felt his presence. An old friend, someone who was very dear to you in the past during your time serving as a Jedi on Coruscant. You turned away from a family resting in the corner to face him.

“Master Kenobi?” You call out, approaching quickly.

“Master {Y/L/N},” He let out a breath he wasn’t aware of and enveloped you in his arms. You felt comfort in his presence. You pull away slowly, your hands resting on his shoulders, “I am quite relieved to see you are alright. Where have you been all these years?”

“Just outside of Mos Espa. Occasionally Tala asks for my help with the Path. She told me she needed me for some high priority passengers… I suppose that means you.”

“Yes, and someone else,” Obi Wan Kenobi ushers forward a small girl, “Princess Leia Organa of Alderaan.” He introduces her.

“It’s nice to meet you. Are you a Jedi too?” She asks, looking up to you. You take her hand with a smile. Obi-Wan can sense the overwhelming thoughts racing through your mind.

I’ve started not to doubt it, just wrap my head around it

“Why, yes I am. It is so nice to meet you.” You stand straight and look to Obi-Wan who nods.

“Tala, do you mind watching her? I must discuss something with {Y/N} here.” He explains to which Tala nods. You and Obi-wan walk off, waiting until Leia is out of earshot of the conversation.

“So, how did you of all people get involved in a rescue mission for the Princess of Alderaan?” You question with a mild smirk playing on your lips.

“{Y/N}, I never wanted you to find out this way… I understand you and Anakin shared a closeness that under normal circumstances would have had you both removed from the Jedi Order..” obi-Wan begins as you stop in your tracks. He turns to face you.

“She is Anakin’s child, isn’t she..?” You speak softly, looking down at the ground as you process this information.

“Well, yes, but… there is another as well. A young boy on Tatooine by the name of Luke. He is under the care of his aunt Beru and uncle Owen.” Obi-Wan explains gently, walking over and placing a hand on your arm, squeezing gently to comfort you.

“O-oh… Lars? The moisture farmer?” You question further, pressing your lips together for a moment.

“Yes, but Anakin is unaware of this and so it shall remain. Their safety is my highest priority.” Obi-Wan explained to you. You pause for a moment before nodding in understanding. Had you misunderstood his affections? Perhaps he was just being a friend and you mistook it for more than just friends. You had to put your feelings aside, and recognize that the past is the past.

“I will do what I must to protect them, just as you do, Obi-Wan. Thank you for bringing forward this information.” You force a small smile, taking his hand. He squeezes yours softly.

“Hey! You’re gonna want to see this.” Tala rushes over, beckoning for the two of you. As you followed, you realized the doors to the hangar had been sealed shut by an outside force.

“They are here… I can feel it.” You whisper, turning to Obi-Wan, “You must do everything to help these doors get open. I will make time.” You mention, pulling the hood of your cloak over your head and walking to the blast doors.

“W-wait, you can’t just give yourself up for us!” Obi-Wan argued, rushing after you.

“Vader thinks I am dead, Obi-Wan. He won’t see me coming. Force knows you would be doing the same.” You argue, pulling your arm back from his grasp. You navigate the tunnels to the blast doors.

“I wish to speak to someone on the other side.” You state.

“If this is your attempt at buying time, you have failed miserably. Anakin Skywalker isn’t here.” A female’s voice spits at you.

“How do you know his true name? Only.. you were there the night of Order 66. You saw him.” You begin putting the pieces together, your mind running frantic.

“Stop. Stop it!” She demands, breathing shakily as the stranger falls back into the memories of that night. The doors open and you are escorted to the outside.

You feel him, although it feels as though he is hidden deep down somewhere, and masked by someone else. You hear the clinking of his uniform as he approaches, stopping a mere ten or so feet before you.

“I had not wished to meet you under such circumstances.” You begin, remaining calm and poised as you stand before the Sith Lord.

“Yet, here you are, alive and breathing. The final piece to a mystery.” He responds, taking a few steps closer. You can feel him trying to probe your mind for information, something he never found himself capable of before.

“What's it supposed to mean?”

“He’s not the only Jedi I seek.” He states simply. Obi-Wan.

“I will not fight you, Anakin. I will not allow you to follow this anger and hatred in your heart. It is not the Jedi way-“

“Such blind faith in the Jedi who couldn’t protect you!” He raises his voice and for a moment, you can feel Anakin breaking through the surface, if only for a moment. You took a deep breath, your mind wandering for a moment.

You were standing alongside Tutso Mara, a fellow Jedi knight, supervising the work being done in the hangar.

“With a munitions expert such as Jackar, we will be properly-“ You began. Before you were able to finish your sentence, an explosion erupted just a few feet from you. The ground beneath you rumbled, as shrapnel from the nearby ship went flying in every direction like great balls of fire. Many were thrown back from the blast, including yourself. You felt your eyes burning from the small pieces of fiery shrapnel that had blasted in your direction. You cried out for help.

“Somebody, please..” you cough, trying to push yourself up, “I can’t see.”

“I do not blame the Jedi for that day.” You claim, remaining calm and steady with your emotions.

“I do.”

“So it’s our fault you turned to this? The Sith are elusive, you cannot tell me you found what you first sought after with them.” You argue, taking a step closer.

“It is no one’s fault but mine, {Y/N}…” Anakin draws his saber from his waist. “The time of the Jedi has come to an end. If you do not join me, you will die a blind and foolish person.”

I remember when you told me it’s an everyday decision

“It is not I who is truly blind, Darth.” You drew your lightsaber, the hum of its power almost bringing comfort to you. You waited for him to strike but he never did. You grounded yourself, feeling the Earth beneath your feet for his presence. You could feel his hesitance, his questioning. Just as you thought it was over, you heard the doors overhead open and the ship engines power up. You slowly turn back to face Darth, gripping your saber tightly.

But with my double vision, how was I supposed to see the way?

Darth sheathed his saber as the woman from earlier gave the command for the storm troopers to begin firing. You fought to the end, giving the ship just enough time to escape the Empire’s clutches for another day before falling to the ground, defeated.

“I won’t make the same mistake twice.” You hear Darth say before your world turns black and you feel all breath escape your body.

Haven’t I given enough, given enough?

Always the fool with the slowest heart

[gofancyninjaworld]

OPM Manga Update 228 Review: Horse-Trading

Introduction

HUZZAH! The Psychic Sisters Arc is over at last! It started well, it ended well, but there's only so long I can give a shit about Tatsumaki throwing a tantrum and throwing Saitama through things.

Story

Eh, let's make it short and sweet. The chapter deals with the immediate aftermath of Tatsumaki's tantrum through to the next day or two as the fallout looks set to begin in earnest. Along the way, a few sharp deals are struck.

Meta: Ho ho ho

Blackmailers Anonymous

Something I was very glad to see changed for the Blizzard Group in this arc was them being largely hapless. Earlier, we saw Eyelashes, Mountain Ape, Lily, and a few others valiantly try fighting to prevent Apollo from leaving with Fubuki and Tatsumaki. Amidst the air of general discouragement, Eyelashes leads the surviving group to follow Fubuki with purpose, and they don't back down even faced with Tatsumaki. This chapter, we see yet another Blizzard Group member, an as-yet unnamed guy with a distinctive mohawk, show another talent: hacking. Neither he nor Fubuki are slow on the uptake as to what

Thanks to a little negotiating, Fubuki is able to persuade McCoy to concoct a monster attack to explain away the damage to the Hero Association building, Tatsumaki obliges by scattering the monster parts outside -- and coincidentally smuggles Psykos out in the process.

Tatsumaki brazenly insists on being the one to apprehend the escaped Psykos, leveraging her knowledge that the executives didn't want their cover up blown.

However...

If McCoy is smiling, that's because as far as he's concerned, what Tatsumaki and Fubuki have been up to are amateur hours in the damaging information game. He's happy for them to run their hustle for now.

If the Psychic sisters were more astute, they'd be worrying about the operations chief being more amused than annoyed, but they're amateurs.

Speaking of amateurs, let's spare a moment to look at Gearsper. Lots of people have been giving him the side eye for insisting that Tsukoyomi couldn't possibly be real. We do think the gentleman protests too strenously, but what his angle is remains to be seen.

Enlightented Self-Interest Is Next To Altruism

It's official -- I am never getting over how bottle-blonde baby Forte is. No wonder he goes around with hat and sunglasses: he looks too young to be out unsupervised.

He wisely apologises to Saitama and tells the others that it's in their best interests to ensure that they stay on Saitama's good side. Oh, and feed his pets already. Good -- that's the third day of no food, water, or shelter that Rover and Black Sperm were looking forward to.

That said, there is a very strange translation choice in what Forte says, at least as translated by the fan group. Google Translate and individuals insist that what Forte offers to Saitama (other than his old clothes) is a visit to a restaurant that does delicious food and Saitama crying off sick. It has been translated as Forte offering to go clothes shopping with Saitama and Saitama being creeped out.

I'm waiting for Viz to translate, and if it doesn't agree, believe me, I'm asking questions.

Also acting with enlightened self-interest is Saitama, who asks Genos not to report Tatsumaki on the basis that she deserves her time in the limelight. Of course, we're aware that behind his apparent generosity of spirit is the awareness that shared credit means shared blame.

And a billion yen's worth of blame is really too much for one poor-ass hero.

The Chickenheads Come Home to Roost

Despite everything, the good ship Titanic (um, I mean the Hero Association) seems to have weathered the storm. The public, and their rich donors, are back onside having been reassured that the disturbance was just terrible monsters and all is well.

Well.

With that terrible security of the Hero Association's, it's not been hard for Child Emperor to find out the truth of what was actually going on. To say that he's not impressed is an understatement. All is forgiven, Phoenixman!

The only questions are: 1) How far has he dug? 2) How much damage will he cause?

Speaking of callbacks, remember way back when an inoffensive monster pangolin was systematically skinned alive for its scales until it bloomed into a highly-dangerous demon-level monster? Metal Knight looked cynically on the whole affair.

It looks like selling monsters on the black market is much more widespread than we initially thought. Fubuki having evidence of McCoy personally looking to enrich himself was very unedifying. And he's not the only one. However, that's not the worst of it.

Never mind the personal profit motive -- if they're lucky, the monsters are just going to wealthy individuals keen to have the most exotic pets ever.

If they're unlucky, there's outfits who have plans to use monsters to make weapons. I don't need the webcomic to point that out:

Maybe Drive Knight is ethical and above board (cynical laugh), but some of the outfits developing those weapons could be intending to use them against the Hero Association.