#objectively there are people i would date. i guess. but i dont know if i want to date because i am so. stupidly obsessed with Love i auuugh

[winterwhisperz-blog]

Hey i just read your touchstarved headcanons and I LOVE IT!!!

And Here’s my request is that can you do a scenario of TS boys with MC who can speak different languages??? (like Italian or French)

Don’t worry i am a patient person and I won’t rush you. And i hope you’ll make more scenarios of the TS boys in be future.

YES HI HELLO !! I am, SO SO SORRY for taking two thousand centuries to respond to this—I’ve been pretty stressed over work so I haven’t been able to write headcanons as much— BUT TYSM FOR THE ASK !! IM SO HAPPY YOUVE ENJOYED MY HEADCANONS !

I do want to apologize in advance that these are going to be shorter and less one-shot like, than my others. These will be more like my Kuras Headcanons I made awhile ago—(Life has been kicking my butt lately so my motivation has been LOW)

But I hope you still enjoy them !!

Also huuuuge thanks to @danyvhell-writes

For helping me with these ideas !! You’re a saint 🙏

ALR LES GO

Note: gn reader! Fluff

Warnings: PROBABLY OOC PLS DONT HATE ME

Ais

ALR ALR AHAHAHAHA

So, one of my besties would do this A LOT where she would just switch into Spanish and I’d just be there like ???

So I thought it would be funny if you did that with Ais here

Imagine you’re in some kind of argument, a stupid, light one you know— and to annoy him

YOU JUST SWITCH INTO A WHOLE DIFFERENT LANGUAGE

He’s completely stunned, red eyes wide as you just start rambling, (very passionately) in a language he doesn’t understand

As you go on though, he just becomes utterly impressed, watching your mouth as he studies the words coming out of it (and just because he’s flirty LMAOOOO)

After you’ve had your fun, he comments something like “Impressive, Sparrow.” And then asks you, ofc, if you can teach him what you said

To tease him a bit more, you don’t tell him for a bit until he BRINGS OUT THESE GIANT PUPPY EYES

So you do start teaching him, just long evenings hunched over books or a paper as you teach him different phrases and words, the candle light dancing on his focused gaze.

And one day, out of the blue, he starts calling you Sparrow in the language you were speaking(and you also hear him practice words while talking with Princess—AND ITS SO ADORABLE)

After he’s becoming pretty good at it, you then proceed to tease other people(Leander) by randomly switching mid-conversation into a different language <33

Leander

NOW WITH THIS ONE, it reminded me of this really cool video of a guy switching between loads of languages in one song

IMAGINE showing this off to Leander one rowdy night at the Wet Wick

Maybe it’s even one of his favorite songs ??? And hearing you sing it in so many languages would absolutely knock him off his feet.

Another thing I think he’d go CRAZY FOR

Pet names, in whatever language.

Like ?? You call him something like “Mi amor…” for Spanish, or “Tesoruccio.” For Italian ??

He’s done for. Doomed. Dead. Will beg you to repeat it over and over while he showers your hands or arms with kisses.

He’s also one that would definitely be okay with you calling these pet names in public—he wants to be all smug that HES the one called yours.

He probably also learns whatever language you speak as well, might already know it because bro probably had tutors that taught him so many languages man.

In return for the pet names, he probably calls you something like “λατρεία μου” or “latria mu” (My adored !!! 🥹 in greek)

Kuras

NOW, THIS IS INTERESTING

I’m guessing since Kuras is an Angel, he knows like ??? Every language?

So when he finds out you speak others, he’s instantly curious, impressed, and now it’s quiz time.

You pass by a certain object, plant, anything, and he asks you how to say it in your language(s). Even if he may already know, he likes to hear it coming from you, enjoying the glint in your eyes as you explain things.

Another thing he’ll do, is when you’re having a library date, he’ll hand you a book and request you translate it. Either from your language to—whatever language people speak in Eridia ?? Or from that language to yours.

These will turn into nightly strolls with you translating a poem or book as he strides beside you, golden eyes locked on every word.

In return, he’ll translate whatever text into a language you don’t know. (I wonder if angels have a specific language??)

A name for him, I think it’d be cute if you called him 아름다운 천사 (Beautiful Angel in Korean !!)

Whether this is after or before you know he’s an Angel, he finds it both amusing and endearing. (Or painfully ironic if his life as an Angel is a tough subject)

Mhin

OKAY SOSOSOSOSO !! Mhin evidently thirsts for knowledge, they’re a lil nerd and they’re rlly bad at hiding it (A mood really. one of the reasons I love them <3) and my friend mentioned they’re more of a listener? So like I can see them just—paying very close attention to every word you say

At times they may not seem to be listening to you as you ramble, or catch a few words of slang from your language(s). But they’re actually secretly a sponge and soak up every little detail.

And now this may be just me but Mhin gives off such I must impress you with all my random facts vibes.

They ask questions about the languages you speak, the slang, the meanings, how to pronounce things correctly, everything

And then they do their own research, soaking up all they can before appearing to you one day and just starting the conversation in your language(s)

When you show any sign of being impressed, they will look away blushing and try to act cool but nahhh buddy you aren’t fooling anyone we know you spent forever working on that

Similar to Ais, lots of late night lessons where you get to teach Mhin about your language(s)! Just you two looming over an open book, Mhin scribbling down notes, looking so concentrated and you even spot a smile starting to form as they start getting better and better. (I love themmmmm 😭)

Mhin asks you to quiz them a lot, and looks so !! !! Just proud of themself when they pass. (Before realizing it and their self loathing kicks in and they revert back to >:( ) You want to tell them that they don’t need to be quizzed but look at their face !! Let them impress you okay !! They’re top 1 student !!

If you want you can joke about them having to call you Professor(Mc) or something but ur just gonna get a deep frown and glare like 😒 nuh uh AHAHSHS

Vere

Ohhh vere my nemesis. (He’s the toughest for me to write i have to like mentally and physically ambush him in a fast food parking lot before I can get anything outta him)

(I love him so much though so here we go !! Thanks to my friend for giving me a lot of help in this one because otherwise I’d be a doomed woman)

My friend brought up since he’s a fox, he’s very sensitive to sound !! So when you’re speaking in your mother language, he notices how your tone might change, watches as your tongue moves against your teeth or the top of your mouth, idk but he makes it a sensual thing somehow 😭

Definitely flirts with you in your language(s), says the most outrageous thing and watches as you get stunned or flustered by it, absolutely delighted that no one but you (or anyone who’s unfortunately being nosy and can understand) knows what he’s saying.

Okay this may be dumb but it’s so funny to me imagine Vere like putting on his most smooth, seductive tone, convincing the people around that he’s gonna say like the most erotic thing but he ends up just saying something like 💀 “Avocados” in your language(s) or like “Leander looks like a chicken breast” he does it to see you laugh but also because Leander overhears and could tell his name was said and thinks Vere is like— finally coming around but only you two rlly know Vere is just sexily roasting him.

Due to recent lore being dropped, and in his lil character sheet, it says Vere has a huge love for the arts. I think it’d be really neat if you introduced him to things specifically written in your language(s) !! Like books that originated from your country, plays that are only acted in that language(s), just a tour of the language! And if he doesn’t know your languages(s) then teaching him is gonna be like 💀 somehow so flirty

Will definitely call you Professor(Mc) but he makes it sound absolutely horrendous and cringey and you will regret it you probably should turn back

Jokingly will ask if you’ll give him a golden sticker if he behaves—do it, just to humble him.

OKAY WE’VE REACHED THE END WOOOT WOOT !!!! I DIDNT THINK I’D MAKE IT !!! Been stuck in this endless void for ages !!

Hem hem, thanks so much for the ask !!! I’m so so sorry it took forever 😭 writer’s block nearly had my head this time uh oh

Thank you again to my bestie for helping me out !!

Now I hope you see the most beautiful sunset, eat your favorite dessert, learn something new, and have a happy spring !! 🫶🩷✨

[dresshistorynerd]

could you please help me figure out when this dress is from? I got it for a christmas gift a couple years ago so i dont know anything about it. My guess is around the 1850s but the sleeves confuse me a bit. It's made of a turquoise silk (it's real antique silk, I just don't know when from) and the dress has the bodice and the skirt attached with a petticoat underneath, that's the little fringe you see at the bottom. The sleeves are about elbow length and the neckline is wide so probably an evening gown. Sorry for the image quality lol.

Oh what a nice gift!! If you could take picture of the bodice's insides and maybe even the shape of the side profile of the skirt, I might be able to say with a little more accuracy. Also I'm not experienced at analyzing antique objects or very knowledgeable of that field in general and even if I were, it still would be quite hard to say anything with accuracy without actually seeing the object in person, but I'll do my best with my knowledge on Victorian styles.

Style-wise I think this would most likely be from the first bustle era, so around 1869-1875, or even more fittingly from the couple of years transitional period leading up to it. Rococo Revival was entering the fashion in the transitional period from 1866-1868 in a big way and became a huge trend in the first bustle era, making those Rococo style fitted sleeves with a lot of ruffle at the end very popular. The skirts also had a lot of embellishing with gathering like in your dress and and other types. The skirt though is what makes me think it's rather more fitting of the transitional period, since the skirt doesn't seem to have a bustle, and it's perhaps a little too simple for the bustle era, where the skirts became highly embellished. Skirt of the transitional period was slimming down from the maximum volume it had reached in early 1860s and becoming very a-lined with more length and volume in the back. It was called Princesse style.

Both of the examples are from 1868. The first one is a great example of the Rococo Revival. Unfortunately the Philadelphia museum, in which collection the dress is, didn't have picture of it from the front. The second one has a very similar skirt as your dress.

The bodice of the transitional period was very short, perhaps even too short, and examples of bodices with the narrow peak are very few. The narrow peak though is common before those years and fairly common after it. Not all people would anyway follow all the most fashionable trends so precisely, especially when we're talking about a trend of couple of years. The first example here is from 1865 and second from 1869.

After the first bustle era, the bodices very long in the natural form era and the skirt shape much more narrow. By the second bustle era in 1883-1889 when the bodice became shorter again (though still reaching over the natural waist to emphasize the curve), big Rococo sleeves were very much out of fashion, with only small ruffles in Rococo Revival style dresses.

Before 1866, the skirt was very wide, though narrowing towards it, so I think your dress could fit to 1864-65 too, but it doesn't seem to have enough gathering at the waist for there to be enough volume especially for early 1860s or 1850s. Another issue with dating it earlier into 1860s is that Rococo Revival wasn't yet very fashionable. Gothic Revival, which included Medieval and Renaissance styles, was instead very popular. That's why trumpet sleeves with puffy sleeves under them as a nod to Tudor sleeves (first example from 1863) were very popular in addition to fitted sleeves. Another type of trendy sleeve (more of a nod towards German Renaissance dress) was sleeve with a series of small puffs (second example from 1864). But there was already some early Rococo Revival examples too in early 1860s, like the last example from 1861.

So my best guess would be late 1860s, but I think 1860-1875 is a possibility. I don't think 1850s is probable. It was the peak of Gothic Revival and while I wouldn't be surprised to see a fashion forward example of Rococo Revival at the time, the silhouette of the sleeves was very much voluminous, so I don't think it would appear in a format with fitted upper sleeves. The trumpet sleeves too are at their peak, and would only get subdued for 1860s. The skirt too was very voluminous, and especially round, often having teared look rather than gathered to emphasize the roundness. Here's an example from 1859 and 1867.

[sammy--moh]

A random ramble about my identity, modern queer community and queer history bc I'm hyperfixated

(I don't want slur discourse under my post. I reclaim words that have been directly used to oppress me only and only towards myself, that's where the conversation ends)

(Cis/Hets don't touch this post

Terfs especially don't even look at this post

Anti kink fuckers don't look at this post, kink and LGBT are separate things but you cannot untangle kink history from queer/LGBT history

If your against the use of the word queer, don't clown on this post

Queer cis people are free to interact and add their opinions but don't clown on this post

Trans people and queer punks and activists please interact <3

Any corrections are welcomed as long as their constructive)

So you could probably find a few posts of me talking about some of my more modern and neo/xeno identity labels, its something I'm fairly proud of I'm a neo pronoun user and have been out as a nonbinary man for a long time

But I don't think I talk about my more, I guess classical and older queer labels and that feels disingenuous because I do still love queer history and have a lot of what would be considered ""outdated"" identieies

Yeah I'm a neo user and have some xeno gender labels, and I'm T4T which as far as I know is a label thats been around a long time but its still common and normally used today

But im also just a gender nonconformist(sometimes i use and reclaim the words transexual and transvestite just to piss off cis people who say i cant), i unapolgetically reclaim the word f4g, im in the leather community, I'm a fem man, im a cub, all things that have been around maybe since the 60s - 70s that I/still/ find connection to, comfort and community in

I mean hell I usually consider myself to currently be in a masc 4 fem relationship which you'd probably never guess by just looking at me

Which is another thing! Why is it always assumed that cubs and bears are the mascs?? I think I have more traditionally feminine clothing and presentation then most of my twink friends, I am a big, fat, extroverted, hairy cub and I am still the fem in one of my relationships and very feminine and fem presenting in general

Obviously masc 4 fem is not the only kind of mlm and wlm relationship that's stupid sndnd and expecting it is heteronormative, some people are masc 4 masc,fem 4 fem, heck not everyone /likes/ traditional masc fem labels and that's awesome!

Another thing I don't see a lot of people talk about is the fact that the bear and cub community is objectively a body positivity movement, that's what it started as that's what it always will be

Bear culture was a reaction to the beauty standards of gay culture at the time, when the ideal in gay relationships were young, thin, conventionally attractive gay and bi/multisexual men

Bear culture was specifically made to appreciate, lift up, and love large, hairy,sometimes older gay and bi/multsexual men and cub culture branched off from bears

I'm gonna be honest, I am recovering from a few body image issues and disorders that I wont go in depth on, and bear + cub culture has helped me to love myself and my body and find myself attractive more than any other body positivity space! Not to say other body positvity spaces arent important and needed, but that as a queer trans man this one has been the space I felt the most welcomed in

I wish there were a few expectations we could leave behind, like the idea that bears and cubs only date other bears and cubs, that terms like bear, twink, otter, leather gay, ect are gay exclusive and not just mlm and nwlnw terms, that fem and masc culture are gay and lesbian exclusive (dont come at me there are several moments in history we see these terms used by bi and generally queer men and that show masc and fem culture in bi and generally queer spaces)

I wish I could find more people like me in history, trans men who weren't masc, transmen and transmascs that were unapologetically feminine, I want to find transman queens in history, trans gay and mlm men, it's hard to find.. but I'm almost positive there has to be at least some people like me in queer history

But in general there's so much we can learn and keep from older queer culture that I feel has been lost a lot with younger generations

I love modern queer culture and neo/xeno labels and communities ans MOGAI and the breakdown of gender norms and sexual expectations

But im also unapolgetically a fem, leather loving, kinkster, trans fucking, fat cub, cross dressing faggot

All of these things are me

You cannot untangle or separate these identieies and labels from /me/

There are riots and loss in my history, and there is raw, unapolgetic queer beauty as well. there is pride in my veins, and fight in my lungs, and I wouldn't trade any of it for shit

[bwobgames]

Previous First

They walk through the second lounge room

"... So what about you? Who are your favorite detective and criminal? I will judge you

"In real life? Us.

In fiction, hm... Professor Layton or Harry du Bois. And for criminals, it would be this one character Vivi made in DnD. It was really funny."

"Ah, so you're a bit of a nerd then?"

"You play minecraft"

"How did you know that."

"... Wild guess, I think you're the type of guy who asks people out on minecraft dates"

"Fuck, he's more perceptive than I thought"

"But isn't solving mysteries a bit of a game on its own? Just, well, much more serious"

"... I dont know if I'd call it a game, but it's certainly a puzzle.

Puzzles are really fun, I like solving things. The feeling when everything just *connects* is so satisfying.

But I certainly enjoy games, I love their structure, their rules, the way they change so drastically with just a few conditions. A game is like a puzzle, in a way."

"... Hey, how about this.

Let me contract you for my case"

"Huh?"

"I want you to investigate my next hit.

Time, place, object, method, all of it! I'll leave hints and clues beforehand. "

"Do you get it? I want to make puzzles for you"

"Oh. Oh fuck. This better not be feelings.

This is a terrible time, place, person, and situation to catch feelings in!! Get a grip Me!!!

He basically just did the equivalent of offering me a sudoku book, no big deal! Mom did that for my birthday already!

Well, except a hand crafted puzzle would require a lot of thought and care and research into it, and seeing as this is a real-life robbery, there would probably be items and places and other variables at play that will make everything more exciting, not to mention the real danger he is going through for this, just for me...

Which!! Is Fine!! Not romantic at all!! I have never felt a single feeling ever in my life."

"What happens when I solve it"

"If you solve it"

"When I solve it. You'll go to jail"

"I won't get caught, I know my way around police"

"So, dont worry, once it's over, I'll bounce back with more puzzles for you

We'll get to know each other better"

"... Okay. I'll do it, then"

"Ah fuck. These really are feelings"

"Im screwed"

They reach the stairs and go up

[identityarchitect]

Alright! Enjoy your dinner :-]

And hm!! I guess starfallverse! I'm a sucker for good fantasy settings

- 🐩

stuff under the cut cus its Long

(edit 27/04/2023 tons of the stuff in here is *way* outdated go here for up to date info)

OK starfallverse.

there Is magic. there are two types of magic: weak magic and strong magic.

weak magic uses magic to influence & affect the mundane. strong magic uses magic to influence & affect the magical.

i.e weak fire magic would be igniting the air and controlling that. strong fire magic would be taking fire from the plane of fire, or using a fire sprite.

mages have a tendency towards weak magic & wizards have a tendency towards strong magic. royal courts tend to employ mages due to weak magic being easier to control.

wizards are often solitary and move their dwelling a lot, including often hiding it in extraplanary spaces mages are often social and stay in one place, usually with other mages

wizards share their secrets carefully to a select few - often other wizards they're close with, spirits and sprites and nonhumans seeking guidance, and/or an apprentice mages are open about magic, & mage schools take on new students consistently

wizards tend to conform to ideas passed down through the lineage of wizard -> apprentice (apprentice becomes a wizard and repeats it with their own apprentice) this is why the task of writing down what a wizard learns & knows is very important; if that wizard dies that's often millenia or centures of magic dead

mages often have similar ideas of what magic is & tend to be kind of snobby about it. they dont really think wizards are real magicians.

a wizard's apprentice will often use their teacher's name once they've become a wizard themselves.

magic comes from the stars. extra-terrestrial objects are the only things with souls. dont ask me what that implies cus idk.

not everyone can do magic & certain constellations are related to certain kinds of magic, so your star sign is Very important in this 'verse and goes beyond the 12 signs we have.

that's basically all of the background. it's set in a kingdom called Cuitera (sweet-era).

so . yeah. oh also potions exist & are their own separate form of magic, mixing different ingredients together. the ingredients themselves are magical. i.e a fish born in magical water will grow into a particular species of magical fish rather than the species of its parents. a plant that grows in magical ground will become a species of magical plant rather than what it was supposed to be. etc.

now that you've got the whole background lore dump, its time to introduce our first character!

her name is renée di. it's a play on the word remedy, because she makes potions and remedies. she also did healing magic.

did you notice the past tense? wondering what that's about? well lemme tell you my friend

imagine the world is a snow globe, and all of the stars are little tiny glowing drops of water on the outside of that snow globe.

now imagine the stars dripping off.

that's what happened.

so the stars are completely gone now, and with them, so is magic - well, weak magic is possible, but it's Difficult. it leaves people shaking. the single instance of someone performing strong magic was done by The Wizard Graceira, and he's in a coma now.

renée takes to the road - she knows how to survive in the wilderness. other people might not, and they'll be desparate for any aid others can provide. she can provide potions.

ok, so- magic was used for basically everything electricity is used for right now, save for like, living beings powering their bodies. this isn't like a full scale power outage. this is like if electricity just stopped existing. magic used as life support? gone. magic used to heat homes? gone. magic used to stop crops from failing? gone. magic used to keep meat fresh? gone. magic used to power vital infrastructure? gone. this is, like. a catastrophe. people are dying.

renée's headed to the capital to offer her services to queen ida. they're a lil homoerotic, and then the queen asks her to investigate a group called les fils du soleil - the sons of the sun. they're a cult dedicated to the sun, claiming the sun gave them magic.

oh, yeah. the sun can't give people magic, because it isn't a star. again, don't ask me what that implies. i haven't figured out what it actually is yet.

specifically, the queen wants a couple pieces of information from a woman named sunflower.

sunflower isn't the cult's leader, but she's their messiah. she's meant to be the sun's daughter - like directly, not in a metaphorical way like the rest of the cult claims. the leader is some old guy that i haven't thought too hard about yet.

sunflower is cruel. she's like jude perry if jude perry were like three times as cruel and was in agnes' role instead of agnes. she's also very powerful. she keeps implying that ida is manipulating renée into doing something, but it's entirely possible she's just doing that to make renée nervous and question the queen to do something sunflower wants her to.

somehow, via Shenanigans and Plot Necessities, sunflower and renée end up somewhere very far away in the middle of nowhere. renée is the only one who knows how to survive in the wilderness so they stick together and slowly learn how to get along. hooray!

also they're definitely gay for each other but they refuse to actually be gay for each other.

now, before she even set off towards the capital, renée gained a companion. a little spider had settled itself on her (now magically defunct) staff, and made itself at home. she decided to keep it.

this spider is Not a normal spider tho !! he's an asteroid that got reincarnated into a spider. like i said, only extra-terrestrial objects (excluding the sun) have souls, and thus they're the only ones that can get reincarnated. objectively, he's the only sane one of the three (renée, him and sunflower) - and the only one who can do legitimate magic, instead of the weird sun magic that sunflower can do.

that's about all the plot i've got. but there are a couple people i need to introduce.

solomon is The Wizard Graceira's apprentice. he ran away from an abusive home to learn magic, and blames hismelf for the wizard's coma. he's dedicated himself to writing out grace's teachings, and is very snippy. he gives zero fucks. he's also pretty powerful.

the hag is actually an average looking woman, but she does strange magic, and bargains for expensive things. many people owe her, but ceros, a reincarnated star from the monoceros constellation in the form of a young man; he owes the hag a significant portion of his soul. he's very carefree, but trusts nobody. not even himself.

aaaand yeah! if u have any questions lmk :D

[sunfish999]

this is like my r/asexual post but on tumblr to get some answers… (tmi for some talk about my sex life but really theres not much besides simply using the word sex lol) and moots/followers read if u want but it’s not too interesting lol if u expect anything spicy

Asexual ppl what do u do when u date a non asexual person :-/ cuz ive been dating my bf for almost 2 years and hes very accomodating so we don’t do sexual things that often.. but i still get bored and zone out or even occasionally feel uncomfortable even when we do do stuff, and i feel bad.. cuz he really likes doing stuff as any average guy probably would… but like what is the final outcome? Like will i have to end up dating another asexual person? Will me and my bf need to find a 3rd person for him to do stuff with? …but i’m not sure i like that idea… i do like girls so it would probably be ok if we found someone we both like… but i’m afraid i’d end up feel insecure or less important to him. Or will i just have to suck it up and do sexual things even if i don’t like it as long as i’m not in imminent danger or extremely uncomfortable? Or will my bf just have to suck it up and rub one out himself for the most part?

I’m still unsure if i’m really asexual… i can be horny sometimes.. well, really it only works if i’m not imagining myself as the one doing sexual acts. I think my meds also play a big part of it, but i’m already taking a combination that my psychiatrist said should alleviate the low sex drive symptoms.

People that do like sex… especially if you’re female.. i just don’t really get it. It hurts, (ive been to the gyno and have slight cervix(?) problems so it makes sense that it hurts but i dont really feel like paying for surgery for something i don’t enjoy doing in the first place. And dw my bf always stops if i tell him to) and besides, even if it doesn’t hurt, the good feeling is nothing to write home about, i can do better myself. And i feel uncomfortable just thinking about how women are treated as sexual objects by a lot of men. i know my bf of course doesn’t consciously view me as an object and i love and trust him 100%, but i still feel like being brought up in this society, there is some part of a cis man’s subconscious that sees women as an object during sex (this is probably incorrect, it’s just how my brain and emotions think) i just can’t imagine ever liking sex the way women in movies or porn do (ofc, both are staged and i haven’t seen much porn to make very accurate assumptions, but society makes it seem like people really enjoy sex a lot)

Overall, i guess im just wondering how exactly asexuals cope in this society that looooves sex when i feel uncomfortable or useless (useless is a strong word, it’s more like i wish i could do more) for the most part even with someone who is so accommodating for me.

[zepskies]

Now that you are giving free live advices, i would love to have your opinion about my situation, if you are free, no pressure or anything…

So, there this guy in my class that I’ve rarely seen during last 2 years of my college, maybe due to different schedules. But now we are partnered up for an assignment. And when i tell you, “He is fictional character written by a female writer”, i mean it. One day i said, I’m not feeling well, and he got me chocolates, he always offers me a hand when we are walking around thin roads(for surveys, mostly in rural areas or in undeveloped areas), whenever i bend to tie my laces under the bench, he places a hand on the lower side of the bench to protect me from accidental head bumps, he pulls the chair for me whenever I’m looking to sit down, he gets me flowers from places he’s been to for surveys, he is nice, soft spoken and funny.

But, i dont know what to feel, i mean i am confused a bit, i feel sometimes i like him more than a friend and i should talk to him about how i feel, but sometimes, i don’t feel anything for him. The last guy i dated left me for someone else(more like cheated on me with his ex), guess I’m just scared? When i found out my ex cheated on me he said I expect too much from him, but apart from everything that happened, the worst part of my previous relationship was the fact that he was my childhood bestfriend and my first love. I don’t talk about him too much and i think I’ve developed trust issues. And it’s affecting me, I’ve turned down many guys from last couple of years, but i don’t want my past to interfere with my present.

Hope you are doing well and staying healthy 🫂 TC hon✨❤️

Hello, lovely anon!

I'm honestly flattered that people seem to want my advice lol. I'm just writing fanfic over here, but if you want an objective opinion from a Single Pringle gal, then I gotchu! 😅🤙🏽

This guy sounds lovely! I would love to meet one as considerate as he seems to be. It also sounds like you haven't encountered a guy like this before, this openly kind and considerate, and it's calling your attention.

Your ex sounds like a selfish asshat, and it's understandable that you would hold trauma from that experience. Cheating is an ultimate betrayal, and coming from your former best friend and first love, that's just awful and I'm so sorry you went through that.

Have you spoken to someone about what you went through? Whether it's a friend or a mentor or a therapist? I myself have sought advice from a professional when I needed it. And if it's still affecting your potential future relationships, I would say maybe think about that. Like you said, you don't want your past to define your future and limit your opportunities to meet someone special.

But as it stands with this new guy, do you get the "butterflies" when you hang out with him? Do you find yourself thinking about him when he's not around? If you really want to explore something with him, I would just be honest and ask if he wants to grab a coffee sometime (or maybe dinner, if you're feeling brave). Most people should be happy to know that someone likes them. ❤️

Good luck! I hope all goes well. I'm actually getting over a cold after a trip I took this past weekend, but I'm pushing through! lol Hope you're healthy and thriving as well. ❤️

[keefwho]

August 26

12:10 PM

Its one of those days where everything just kinda looks/smells funny but nothing is really wrong with anything. I dont like it, I have to logically accept nothing is wrong with anything. It’s stupid stuff too, like canned food. Nothing can be wrong with a can of soup unless it’s obvious. Like I’d have to open it and it blows up or something. This exact kind of problem doesnt happen very often. For the sake of not going crazy and not wasting food, I have to accept that its my nose that’s the problem today. 

12:44 PM

Its not a BIG deal, I’m not freaking out about it, but I won’t be able to get that weird soup off my mind until awhile passes. Objectively nothing could have been wrong. The can was in good shape, tasted fine, and way within date. Stop inventing problems. I also cooked the fuck out of it like I do everything. And it was canned so it was cooked anyways. 

1:48 PM

The only thing “wrong” with me is how much I stress about nothing and tense up constantly. I already know stress makes my tummy unhappy and thats whats been happening the past week with all the storm potential. But now it’s over and I gotta relax. Breakfast was safe, I should accept feeling full and energized. The weather will be clear for awhile. Now is the time to chill out a little and work on my issues in a less stressful environment. 

6:05 PM

Maybe I’m just mentally tired today but the 2 meals I’ve had have something sus about them. Not ACTUALLY, it’s just me making things up. Realistically it is tremendously unlikely that anything was wrong with that soup this morning. For lunch I just ate chicken strips and mixed vegetable I cooked in the pan, with some ranch. I haven’t had ranch in awhile so it’s just kinda new and new = unknown = a reason to worry in my mind. And I’ve never had chicken and veggies like this so I feel like I can expect my tummy to react uniquely to it which will cause worry later when it actually happens because I’ll be wondering why this is happening and if it really WAS lunch or not. 

But just talking about this is giving me some perspective. Food just isn’t that dangerous, especially with my safety standards. It would be best for me to try and forget about all the unrealistic things that could be “wrong” and just accept that I had a good meal and should feel healthy. Any tummy gurgles that happen are a normal response. 

12:02 AM

Kinda feeling like Im letting people down. But what I’m really doing is focusing on myself. I am my priority right now. I know I used to expend all my energy for others but it’s not a stable dynamic. I’m adhering to the whole ‘you have to help yourself before you can help others’ idea. I refuse to give someone else time unless I truly have the energy for it. And that’s making some people upset I guess, because our dynamic has changed. But nothing can be done, this is how it is now. 

Personally I’m excited to slowly build myself up and wholeheartedly give to others. It seems like it would be much more meaningful than using a spent battery. 

[karmanticmoved]

sometimes i think about the idea of falling in love a little too much & it makes me sick

[pumpkin-h03]

Dr. Stone Headcanons

Headcanon: a day off

Spoiler warning this headcanon includes characters from chapter 85 and 204

I actually dont know what I am doing here

enjoy

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stone world

Genre: Fluff

Included characters:

-Senku Ishigami

-Gen Asagiri

-Tsukasa Shishio

-Ukyo Saionji

-Sai Nanami

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Senku Ishigami

-he never has days off

-often overworks himself and makes everyone worry about him

-would only rest when you ask/force him to

You walked into Senkus laboratory. He was working on something again. "Senku?" You called, since he didn't seem to notice you. "huh [name] what are you doing here?" He asked. "Gen said you should take a day off. You didnt sleep for 5 days now. Don't overwork yourself" you said with the soft voice of yours. "I won't" he turned around, working on his experiment again. "you... really" You went over to him and hugged him from behind. "[name] wha-" "everyone is worried about you" You told him. he didn't response nor did he move.

"fine... I will take a break" he broke the silence. You let go of him. "really?" "yea but only for a hour" he said and sat down on a chair. You gave him a soft smile then looked around. Everyting was a mess. You decided to clean up for him so you could meanwhile keep an eye on him.

While you were cleaning Senkus lab you noticed how he was watching you the whole time. But since it didn't bother you, you just ignored it. Then after one hour you were finally finish. You looked around to check if you weren't missing something and nticed that Senku was sleeping with his head resting on the table.

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Gen Asagiri

-sometimes really busy because Senku gives him too much work

-has often actually nothing to do

-would teach you magic tricks

You were walking by as you saw Gen who was surrounded by some people. They where sitting in a circle while Gen was showing them something. Out of curiosity you went over. Kohaku saw you and said "hey [name], Gen is teaching us that magican stuff. you came to watch too?" "'magican stuff'?" you repeated and looked at Gen. He was teaching some some of the Ishigami villagers some basic magic tricks. Your heart felt warm as you saw him that happy to teach others. "yea i guess I'm going to watch too" you said and sat down next to kohaku.

Some minutes passed and Ginro and Kinro were walking by. They saw you staring at Gen and Ginro had an idea.

"huh? why are you all here isn't it time for your reading class" he said loud, catching everyones attention. "ginro what are you talking abou-" poor kinro immediately got hit by Ginro in his face. "Ginro what the fu-" Ginro cut him off "Come lets go or do you guys what ta be late" he said giving Kohaku a signal by looking at her and then at you. She got the massage. "right come on. We don't want Ukyo to wait." "what? the lession is-" Magma wanted to object but got instanly got hit my Kohakus fist. The others didn't know what was going on but just left with Ginro and Kohaku.

"now their all gone..." you were left behind with Gen. "hey Gen I wanted to ask you something" "yea go on" "you seemed so happy while teaching them magic tricks. how come so?" He sat down next to you. "well in the old world I never came to teach others my magic tricks" "right... then teach me" you said. He looked suprised at you. then he just laughed and showed you his hands. You gave him a confused look but he just pulled out flowers out of nothing. "for you" you said and gave it to you. You took them and smiled softly "thank you"

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Tsukasa Shishio

-trains alot

-likes picnic-dates with you

-loves when you dress up

"tsukusa? yea why are you asking? did something happen?" you responded as Senku if you knew how Tsukasa was doing. "The last 5 days hes been overworking himself. He always trains with Kohaku and the others and then helps everywhere he can" Senku explained.

You decided to go check on Tsukasa. He was still training with Kohaku, Ginro and Kinro. Although was on Ginro way to sneak out of there. Kinro saw that and dragged him back. You left out a little chuckle. But since they didn't notice you, you sat down under the tree that was at the edge of the training ground.

After a while staring at them they finally finished their training. You noticed that the sun went down and called Tsukasa over. He was surprised to see you and went over to you. "lay down" you said and patted at your lap. Signaling him to use you as a pillow. He hesitated but then did as you said.

"you overwork yourself" you said and stroke through his hair. He didn't response. "you seem tired you should sleep" you said and covered his eyes with your hand. He just took the chance and kissed your palm. "I love you" you were surprised by his unexpected words. But you just smiled and bend down to kiss him.

Tsukasa fell asleep while you were humming a lullaby. And you too where feeling sleepy.

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Ukyo Saionji

-likes to listen to your voice in his free time

-gives you randomly little kisses

-eats a lot of sweet things with you

"Ukyooo" you shouted. He turned around. "I asked Senku if you could get the rest of the day off" you said, grabbed his hand and dragged him somewhere. Gen who was talking to Ukyo just some seconds ago smiled at you two and left since his interlocutor got stolen.

"huh [name] were are we going" He asked as you bildfolded him and went into the forest. "you'll see" you just said and guilded him somewhere. But since you you forgot he was bildfolded he cashed into a tree and fell on the ground. "[name] could you please be more careful?" "yea yea I'm sorry. but at least we almost there" you took his hand and helped him up.

"so.." you said and took off the blindfold. You two stood on a beautiful flowers field. "suika found this place and I wanted to make flowercrowns with you" you sat down. Ukyo smiled at you and sat down. He grabbed a flower and started making a crown. You did as he did and soon the two of you were deepened in work.

You hummed. "hm? I know that melody" Ukyo said. "its that song from lillian weinberg" you responded. "right I also have some snacks" you said and opened the basket you bought with you. "oh thats what you was carrying" "hah!? you noticed?"

"well i heared it" "hahhhh... it was supposed to be a surprise" you said looking down sadly. Ukyo noticed and finished his flower crown quikly to put it on your head. "I'm happy to have you" he said.

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Sai Nanami

-often overworks himself because of Senku

-would like to go on more dates with you but is too embarrassed to ask

-likes catcafes (idc what you say you cant tell me otherwise)

"master [name]!" you turned around and saw Francois coming to you. "francois?" you thought out loud. "master [name], since we left india master Sai didn't left his room. I don't know what to do anymore..."

"Sai!" You said, opening the doors to Sais room. He flinched at the sound of the doors slamming against the wall. "[n-name]what are you doing here?" he asked but you ignored him. You just went to him and grabbed his wraist. "come Sai you have to go out! its already morning again" And with that you dragged him outside.

"[name] where are we going?" Sai asked. "since we are on this ship we should enjoy it. I'll show you the 'new pegaseus' your brother and senku built" He didn't respose but his face expression got softer.

The day passed and it was already night. You two finished your tour through the ship and were at the roof. laying on the back to face the sky. The two of you were watching the stars and you teached him the names of some.

"master Sai! Master [name]!" Francois called and searched you two but only found Ryusui. "whats wrong?" he asked. "I asked Master [name] to cheer up master Sai. But know I can't find them" Francois said. "well... you don't have to worry about them. They're on the roof" Ryusui said and pointed at the roof. "But its cold at night and they might fall asleep..."

Autor-note: 

I planned to do a ryusui one but I write a test today in some hours and I did not learn. yea kinda got distracted 

anyways fuck french. (and latin) 

[junova]

↬ 𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 | 𝐬. 𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬

abstract — steve professes his love for you then disappears for three months. what happens when he returns? 

pairing — steve rogers x fem!reader 

wc — 2.7k 

warnings — 18+ DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU ARE A MINOR, heavy smut, daddy kink, unprotected sex (wrap it before u tap it), cockwarming if u squint, cussing, angst, fluff. 

[m blabs] — howdy howdy! this is for @chrissquares @drabblewithfrannybarnes , and @amythedvdhoarder​ hoelentine’s fic swap! sorry this is a day late pls dont come for me and i did not proof read this so i apologize for future readers suffering thank u

my giftee was one of the insanely talented writers on this app — @donutloverxo ! hope you like it berry! <3  

It had been months since you’d seen him. An undercover mission taking longer than originally thought left you feeling lonelier to your own surprise. You blamed it how the two of you left things unresolved. Out in the open, all of his feelings laid out on a silver platter for you to take. 

All of it. Steve, his love, the moment of words you’d dreamed of him saying — it was too real. Too unimaginable to believe. He always is. 

You’d never really had someone you who went out of their way everyday to make you feel loved and Steve did. Truly, you should have seen it sooner. The consistency of his adoration and loyalty blew the limits of platonic friendship. Not until, he was nearly crying, choked up by his own words did you realize just how much it ran deep within him. 

The words he spoke to you were still echoing in the forefront of your mind, not letting you breath for a moment. Were you really in love with him just as much as he was with you? It was hard to believe just because Steve was so far out of reach. Especially for you. 

Watching his beautiful shade of cerulean, bright and beaming with hope, wanting nothing more than to for you to see him. Leaving him the impression that you didn’t cut the two of you deep. Your answer was hesitant, full of caution. Exactly the opposite for what he was yearning for. 

Now, just like you had done for the past couple of weeks, you found yourself waiting in the tower for him. You lingered around no matter how many times Tony told you they would let you know when he was home safely. It didn’t stop you from coming, though. 

Even if you knew it would be even longer until you would get to finish the conversation with him, being her helped you feel more at ease. Plus, no one’s besides Tony had the guts to try and make you leave. 

Natasha and Sam were the only ones who didn’t really question it. Ever since you met Steve, you were here so often but they just so happened to be walking down the hall when he confessed exactly how wide his affection ran for you. 

As they watched you linger in the tower, even if the outcome had been different than Steve wanted or expected, Sam and Nat were starting to see just how much you cared for him. 

Natasha was the one to catch you silently sleeping in one of his sweatshirts cuddled up into his sheets. Thankfully, still smelling like him just enough to lull you into a peaceful slumber. 

Then, Sam caught you peeking at the framed picture of the two of you sitting on his desk, the only one which did. Admiring the way you let your fingers drift around the wooden frame, endearingly. Internally, continuing to fight this inner battle within you. 

“If it makes it any easier, I’m sure he misses you just as much.” You peaked up at the tone of Wilson’s voice, making his presence known. He walked over to you, watching as you continued to look at the photo. 

Your smile wide at your college graduation, ball and gown, wearing a dress you knew Steve liked with his arms wrapped around your waist in a truly candid moment, one you’d forgotten about. The picture more than likely buried so deep within your phone with the countless others you had taken of and with him. 

“I wish it did, but it doesn't really. Just wish I knew he was okay. I worry a bit too much, I think.” You spoke softly, halfway speaking to Sam but you mostly just spoke to yourself. “I never knew he kept this photo of us here.” Your touch finally disconnects from the sturdy frame. 

“He really thinks too sweetly of me.” Standing in his office, surrounded by all of his belongings made it so much harder for you to cut ties like you had originally wanted to do. “Really? Couldn’t tell by how he talks about you constantly.” 

“Oh my god, Sam.” You tried to ignore the butterflies erupting in your tummy, but anytime Steve was mentioned it seemed to be an effect he only seemed to pull from you. “What? C’mon, all of us know he was planning on telling you how he felt before Bucky and him left.” 

Well, it seemed the embarrassment only seemed to continue. 

“All of you, even Tony?” You asked him, even if you knew the answer. You just wanted the attention off you. “Especially Tony. Why do you think he’s been more of a smartass lately?” It made sense, but it did nothing to calm the nerves threatening to boil over. 

“I guess I’m just having a hard time believing everyone knew how he felt, but me. I just never thought he would ever feel this way again, about anyone, after Peggy. She was the love of his life and it’s not something I couldn’t possibly measure up to.” You stopped looking at the picture, feeling sick to your stomach. 

“With all of what he’s told me, I’ll always feel second best to her because I know just as everyone else if he could still have her he would.” You saw the sketch one time, when he left it open on the counter. It wasn’t really like you to snoop, but you couldn’t help it one day and you did. 

Page after page, it was all of Peggy. Any feelings you were harboring for him at the time were thrown to the wind. Because then, you knew. Now matter how important you were to him now, you would always be in the shadow of his first love. The one that got away from him. 

“What makes you think that?” Tears were starting to surface and you couldn’t handle it, the worst of your insecurities creeping in. 

“Just ask to look at his compass next time you see him.” But you knew what was there. You didn’t need yet another painful reminder of it. “Why would I torture myself like that, Sam?” 

“Trust me. You may be surprised.” You highly doubt you would be, so why even try? 

The party was in full swing by the tie you arrived. The tower was full with more people than usual as you stepped in, watching as everyone enjoyed themselves. You were hesitant to even come to Natasha’s celebration at all. 

You hadn’t been here since your conversation with Sam. Just a little too worried Steve might catch you lingering in his home and sleeping in his clothes. It was something the both of you did, but now with his feelings laying out in the open it seems so much more intimate than before. 

Just as you were about to head towards the bar area, where everyone was, you left a large find your own grabbing your attention. 

“Hi, sweetheart.” His velvety, smooth voice makes you melt just like it always does. It didn’t register for a second, just who you were talking to and when you did he was in for it. 

“Stevie!” You leaped into his arms, too shocked to mask your sheer excitement as your legs wrapped around his slim waist, letting yourself be caught by him. 

“I missed you so much, honey.” His words clenching at your heart at the endearing nickname. You felt him sigh into you, one of relief. 

“I missed you, too.” You mumbled while you were still clinging onto him like your life depended on it. 

“As much as I want to catch up, I feel like we should talk about what happened before I left.” Already, your heart dropped into your chest. 

“Stevie, it can’t wait. Don’t worry about it. Okay?” You tried to rub it off because even after all this time you still weren’t certain of the weight in his words. 

You let yourself down, off of him, and tried to lead him in the direction of the party but he didn’t budge. 

“Please, work with me here. I’m sure they all miss you and want to see you.” Now, you were just stalling and Steve could see it as clear as day. 

“Sweetheart, please just stop for a minute.” He felt your hand fall as you crossed your arms over your chest passively.  

“Please, Steve.” You pleaded with him and for a moment you just thought he might go with you until those dating words fell from his plump lips. 

“I can’t stop thinking about you.” Those words effectively shut you up as Steve stepped closer to you. 

“I think about if you love me as much as I’ve fallen in love with you.” You couldn’t find it in yourself to move as he edged closer to you. 

“Lately, I’ve been thinking about how much I want to kiss those pouty lips of yours. How much I wanna claim you in every single way.” He was so close to you now, questioning how you were still breathing. 

“Just tell me you don’t want this and I’ll go down to that party right now and pretend like this never happened.” When you were silent, looking anywhere but him, he got the hint. 

You watched as he walked in the navy clad plants with a button up clinging to his narrow waist. 

“Wait!” Even with your heels, you ran to him while he waited for you to catch up. 

“Do you still carry your compass on you?” You questioned him with tears in your eyes he hadn’t noticed until now. 

And it crushed him. 

“Of course I do. Wait...Is this just another crack at how old I really am?” Maybe if you weren’t sure he had just crushed your heart with a single response you might’ve laughed. 

“I know this is going to sound weird but can I see it?” Watching him reach for it in his right pocket, you noticed the crimson blush reaching his cheeks. 

“I just-, how is this is going to change anything?” Watching him as he awkwardly fidgeted with the object in hand. 

“I don’t think it will, but I just need to see it.” He handed it over and you held it for a moment before opening it and nothing could have prepared you for it. 

Well, possibly Sam’s words if he had elaborated more. 

“I-I know it’s kind of weird. I’m sorry I should have asked when I took that photo but you just looked so beautiful like always and I couldn’t help it. I can take it out if it creeps you out too much.” His words trailed off on a mumbling mess as he was afraid he scared you off. 

Even more than before. 

“I thought you said Peggy’s photo was in it. Wasn’t it?” This time you were the one getting closer as you pushed back the wet hair away from his face, probably from the shower he’d taken not long after he came back. 

“She was, but then I fell in love with you.” He leaned into your touch as both of your hands cradled his face. 

“You’re my person. My soulmate. My home. I used to be so angry for so long because I had lost everything I ever loved, but it was all just leading me here. Right in this moment with you.” 

You could’ve died happy right then, because the man of your dreams was confessing just on how much he loved you, again. 

“Steven Grant Rogers?” You watched as his eyebrows furrowed at the mention of his full name. “Don’t you ever stop loving me. Ever.” 

“Yes, ma’am.” He needed nothing more until he was locking his lips with your own. Commanding dominance from the start, causing you to whimper in response. 

His skillful tongue sliding into your mouth, causing you to moan even more when he picked you up carrying you into his bedroom. 

Before you even realized it, he was recklessly threw you on his bed as he stripped himself down to his boxers. His washboard abs and bulging muscles on full display. 

In a flash, he was right back on you worshipping your body, turning you into a moaning mess. 

Hiking up your red silky dress until it rested on your hips, your pretty pussy glistening already and he had barely touched you. 

Without warning, he slipped two fingers into your warm heat watching as your head flew back. “Oh fuck, daddy.” 

The words went straight to his cock as he pumped his finger in and out of you, leaving you begging for me. 

“Oh, you like when Daddy’s fucking you with his fingers?” You nodded, unable for anything but moaning his name while he added another finger in you. You're hips moving uncontrollably as he was eye level with you. 

Using his free hand, he gripped your jaw forcing you to look at him. “I want you to look at me when you come, princess.” With one swift moment, his thumb rubbed over your clit and you lost it. 

Hearing you cry out beneath him as he pushed you over, screaming out his name as he continued to fuck your through the high. 

“I need to milk your cock, Daddy. I need you to fill me up with your fucking cum.” He threw his boxers to the wind as he let you maneuver yourself on top. 

“C’mon, princess. Let me see you bounce on my cock. Show me how bad you need my cum.” You surely didn’t need to be told twice. 

Grabbing his hard cock by the tip, before rubbing over the tip and a few times before letting yourself to sink down until you bottomed out. 

“You’re so fucking big. Shit.” But Steve didn’t let you take a breather for a moment until he was fucking up into you. Letting you know who was in complete control. 

Until your hands found his hips and you used all your strength to pull almost all the way off of him before sinking roughly on his cock. 

“Shit, princess.” As you whimpered you pushed yourself to bounce on his cock, no matter how much pain came with pleasure.  

“Look at those tits, princess. You’re so fucking hot fucking yourself on Daddy’s cock. Such a good girl.” But then he flipped over pulling himself out of you before manhandling you on all fours. 

Smoothing a hand over your spine, “You’re being such a good girl for Daddy. Let me take care of you.” Wrapping his hand around his thick, cock before finding your slick lower lips. 

Rubbing the tip of cock along your folds, watching your body tremble before him. “Daddy, please.” You whined like a spoiled brat, begging for attention. 

He’d break you of that later. 

But now? He cock was practically dying for a release. 

He slowly pushed himself into you, watching as your ass inches towards him more. Then, he was slamming himself into you so roughly you couldn’t fucking breathe. 

Grabbing you by the hips, he fucked into you like his life depended on it. Admiring you as you took everything you gave him. The second climax hits you more quickly than you thought. 

Steve grabs wraps his arm around you, pulling you up with his cock still thrusting up inside you — chasing his own high. 

“I’m going to need you to cum with me, princess.” As he fucked into, your chest against his own and as you heard the slapping of his balls hitting your ass. 

“Daddy, I can’t. It’s too much.” You shook your head, but he wasn’t taking no for an answer. 

“Milk me, Sweetheart. I’m dying to fill you up baby. Let me cum in this tight pussy.” His fingers finding your clit, sending you over the edge. 

“Yes. Jesus Christ. Don’t fucking stop.” He continued to fuck you senseless as you came. 

“Shit, baby girl. I’m cumming.” Slamming himself hard than before as continued to fuck you into oblivion, his seed filling you up until you the both of you collapsed falling into his soft sheets. 

The two of you just stayed there for a while with his cock buried deep beneath you. Soon, enough he pulled out leaving you empty. 

He jumped out of bed before comping with a wet rag to clean you up, before pulling you into his chest. 

“Okay, I think I might have a Daddy kink.” Making Steve laugh, slightly. 

“Yeah, maybe just a little bit sweetheart, not that I’m complaining.” 

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Gale Reviews: ML Season 4 Episode 3: Gang of Secret

(Spoilers below)

-So they just beat a villain, and Ladybug is acting SUS. Like she doesn't Want to leave yet. Hmm

-Chat noir YOU SLICK MOFO. (I dare not ruin it, because I am laughing at it)

-She is still not over her break up. So I guess Lukanette stans, get whatever remains of your juice while its there.

-Ladybug ... sweetie. Do you need a hug? Cause you look like you need a hug.

-Chat noir realizing his idea was NOT very smart after that.

-Ladybug ruining experiences for a LOT of couples today

-Chat noir trying to help, but Ladybug aint telling him

-They are going swimming now. Chat noir for once, is not thrilled about hanging out with Ladybug... thats a YIKES.

-She has goggles and a towel, so she did go swimming.

-The Kwami see her in pain, QUICK, TEAR DOWN THE PHOTOS.

-She said no tho, but clearly sad about it.

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-So Alya is giving the girl posse the rundown on Marinette. Claiming she is lovesick.

-Rose thought they were cute, and Juleka says nothing. Is it wrong that I want Juleka to have an opinion? Whether positive OR negative

-Juleka is like "Yea, he is sad." shows picture of sad Luka. Though to be fair, that is a decent pic of him.

- So Alya is LAST to know. Double ouch.

-Marinette was crying in the bathroom, baby girl no!

-MARINETTE OMG! HOW DOES SHE HAVE THAT?!

-Alya out here trying to be a good friend. By showing Marinette she has support. (She aint even mad that she was last to find out. She is more concerned about her friend)

-THEY HAVE A SECRET HANDSHAKE!

-They calling her now

-She didn't answer. She is too sad

-So she won't detransform and talk with tikki. Can I PLEASE give her a hug. She needs it.

-Yo... Marinette has zero concern for herself and only detransformed when she thought it was causing strain on Tikki.

-Mylene offering friendship bracelets. Never change dear.

-Okay so are they witches now?

-Alix is like 'Can I not be in a ritual, Id rather give her some juice'

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-Marinette sad cause Ladybug can't have a boyfriend. Cause even if she dated Adrien, it would be the same as it was with Luka.... Tikki knows that aint true but can't say why. UGH! This is pain

-Did Tikki just confirm Kwami can't fall in love? NO! MY CHEESECAKE!

-OH S***! So now she gonna be Perma ladybug?!

-So the girls showed up as soon as ladybug left. This isn't good.

-And of course Marinette is TOO GOOD at making s***, so they curious about the new dollhouse

-OH S*** THAT WAS CLOSE!

-And things going to s*** in 10, 9, 8

-Oh no... this... this is not good. Marinette sweetie no. No please.

-Look can we take a second and APPRECIATE HOW HARD ALYA AND THE GIRLS ARE GOING FOR MARINETTE! Did the writers see all of the alya salt and say 'Yea f*** that noise'? Cause I feel like they did.

-Okay so I know Marinette just didn't want to expose her secret... but damn girl... THAT was harsh.

-Marinette literally going scorched earth for being Ladybug... Okay, this episode PHYSICALLY hurts me. SHE DOESNT MEAN IT GIRLS. PLEASE DONT HATE HER.

-Shadowmoth could you not. Like seriously?! COULD YOU F***ING NOT! MY BABY GIRL IS IN PAIN AND I WILL GO THROUGH MY SCREEN AND [Redacted]

-And then you'll have to f*** sideways.

-So first 5 way akumatization

-So can we talk about how the last 3 akuma were after the secrets of Marinette. well 2, but the other one was Adrien. But still. A Lot of Hawkmoth saying 'F*** this individual in particular'

-THEY JUST WANT HER TO STAY THEIR FRIEND! OMG I CANT EVEN BE MAD.

-I wish I could understand Juleka. Can someone please just translate with what she is saying. It was funny in truth, but I want to know

-OH Timebreaker and Horrificator are BACK. Yay, I missed them

-Just realized how AMAZING their Gang of akuma are. Like damn, thats like a super team of evil. Yea sure

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-Not to nitpick, but Marinette, you should have led with that box.

-TRIXX IS GONNA USE HIS POWERS OMG FINALLY! A PURE KWAMI POWER. We haven't seen that since Plagg.

-Damn that was a really boss illusion trixx. But question, how was that out of control? Like if anything, that was BETTER then when the user used it.

-Trixx makes a really good point. WHY DOES HE NEED A HOLDER AGAIN?!

-OH, HE WAS LYING. EVERYTHING LOOKS F***ING BANANAS.

-Trixx is now my second favorite Kwami.

-PLAGG! MY SON! HE IS IN THE EPISODE! I MISSED HIM. Also, surprisingly knows.

-Plagg cares about other Kwami.

-Adrien just chilling, watching tv. XD

-Timebreaker casually committing murder

-Hold it, Okay so why are so many people in school right now? Ivan is there, chloé and Sabrina? Oh my tomato son too. Can someone tell me wtf is up with this school schedule?

-Fragrance/Reflekta Power combo is amazing.

-Wow, this gang is MEGA DANGEROUS

-So yea Ladybug. Maybe... idk... TALK WITH CHAT NOIR ABOUT YOUR PROBLEMS!?

-So they really gotta plan this time.

-Ladybug smart to disarm Ladywifi.

-Ladybug trying to get lady wifi to fight the akuma. This is touching

-SHE DID IT! ALYA BROKE FREE! LIKE A MOTHERF***ING BOSS.

-No, shadow moth, you's a b***

-Loving this Alya- Ladybug friendship

-Chat noir looking boss by fighting 3 akuma at once while on the phone. Chat noir Leveled up.

-So Ladybug can now pull the miraculous out of anywhere because she has guardian status. Thats a cool trick. Makes it much easier.

-Thats a secret tho, Alya got trusted with a big secret.

-RENA ROUGE IN THE HOUSE!

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-And Chat noir is captured... but in his defense. He did have to fight 4 at once this time. So that took longer than usual. So no shame kitty. You did well.

-Lucky charm is an inner tube

-Clever illusion. POINTS! Using the goal of the akuma to distract. Alya gets gull points!

-WOW! REALLY CLEVER ILLUSION.

-Ladybug suave catch of rose tho.

-So that was probably the best Group akuma attack since Heroes day (and honestly it probably tops it)

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-Marinette patches things up with her friends. That is a relief. She was able to somewhat explain her issues up to the point. Without spilling the details.

-Marinette has some really good friends.

-Alya knows that not everything has been told... Hold on DONT TELL ME.

-Oh wow, Marinette is breaking down.... My poor baby girl is hurting real bad.

-OH S*** SHE SAID IT! SHE TOLD HER! SHE TOLD ALYA!

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wow this episode... This one hurt. This one hurt a LOT. But also, it was really good.

Okay so, 10/10.

I haven't been this enthralled with an episode in a long time.

Are there one or two nitpicks? Absolutely.

Do I wish somethings were not mentioned? A little bit.

Am I glad Alya knows? Out of everyone, she is the second person I wanted Marinette to tell.

(The first one being chat noir, but lets face it, we kind of knew that won't be happening for a while.)

So can Alya salt stop now? Cause Alya CLEARLY showed how much of a motherf***ing boss she is.

But damn I didn't feel this emotional since Chat blanc.

I DONT EVEN CARE THAT THE AKUMA WERE REPEATS.

That was OBJECTIVELY, one of the best episodes in the entire series.

This made me rethink my favorite episode. THATS HOW GOOD IT WAS.

Season 4, You keep doing what you are doing. Your writing (minus some very minor nitpicks) has been pretty damn good.

[littlemissnoname13]

Three Days With You - Part Two

Summary: Draco has a rather interesting day planned for the two of you. Joined by familiar faces, old wounds resurface leaving the two of you with more questions than answers.

Warnings: smut,mature language and scenes, drinking, a fair amount of angst, mentions of blood

Word count: 3000

A/n: it’s 4am and I’m sleep deprived. This series is a bit plot heavy as opposed to WOS. I tried so very hard to fit everything under the 3000 word limit I’ve set for each part.

Song that plays as they dance: Fade into you by Mazzy Star

Part one | Masterlist

~~~

Sometime around Umbridge’s reign of terror, 5th year, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry

With his arms folded, Draco casually reclined against the wall and he watched you write lines with Umbridge’s quill. He tried to keep a straight face but it was hard not to wince as he watched the words etch themselves onto your skin.

It seemed that Dolores Jane Umbridgde wasn’t really fond of you. In fact, he was certain she despised you just as much as Potter.

This was your third consecutive evening in detention and as a member of the inquisitorial squad, he was tasked with the duty of keeping an eye on you.

And while you did a moderately decent job of keeping a straight face through the searing sensations, he could sense that you were clearly in pain.

“Murtlap essence.” Draco said quietly and you dropped the quill and turned around to look at him. “It should help with the abrasions.”

“Why are you talking to me, Malfoy?”

Draco arched a brow at your question but internally, he too was pondering why he was talking to you.

Nobody talked to you.

You always spent most of your time scribbling furiously into what looked like a diary of some sort. You barely had any friends and most of his so-called friends were very upfront about their disdain for you and your muggleborn heritage.

“Why can’t I talk to you?” He finally asked, walking up to where you were seated.

“Are you asking me or are you asking yourself?” You quipped and went back to writing lines with that wretched quill. You always seemed so unbothered by everything.

A part of his brain was telling him to shut up and another part of his brain was trying to come up with a witty response just to impress you.

“I’m asking you.” He sighed in defeat before crouching down next to you to look at the gashes on your hand. “Why can I not talk to you?”

“Hm, let’s see..” You said with a bit more salt than you intended to. “Your Pure blood ideals that classify people like me as mudbloods, the prejudice, not to mention Umbitch who wouldn’t be very pleased to see you talk to me while I’m writing lines for her.”

His fingertips ghosted over your cuts, barely making contact with the blood as he contemplated running outside to look for some murtlap essence himself.

“Dont.” You winced when his skin made contact with the cuts. “Just don’t. I don’t need your pity.”

His eyes caught sight of yours as you pulled your hand away and he immediately felt uneasy at the sight of them. It was a kind of wistfulness, a type of yearning and nostalgia for something that never was. Something that never could be. And it somehow made him want it even more.

Draco lifted his hand, letting his fingers brush against your cheek and he heard you reflexively draw in a sharp breath.

He found himself leaning in to capture your lips in his but you hesitated.

“It wouldn’t be justifiable if something happened in between us.” You whispered, leaning an inch away from him. “It would be highly inconvenient for you if someone found out.”

“Then I guess, no one must know.” His voice was hoarse before he crashed his lips into yours.

How was he ever going to explain himself if anyone found out? His whole life, he was taught to be repelled by your kind. He was, however, anything but repelled.

He was swallowing all of the little whimpers that you made and he was revelling in the feel of your smooth skin underneath your shirt.

How was he ever going to justify the way he was slowly allowing his fingers to trace your inner thighs before pushing your panties aside to press his finger into your wetness.

Gods, the sounds you were making when he pushed a finger inside of you.

Why were you allowing him to touch you like this?

Hair tousled, shirt unbuttoned with your breasts falling out, legs spread open for him to see. For him to claim.

“Is this okay?” He asked before taking a slow lick up your soaked cunt and you raked your fingers into his hair and gripped hard as you nodded eagerly.

One taste of you and instantaneously forgot everything that was expected of him. It didn’t bother him what type of blood ran through your veins. The way he wanted to kneel and worship your pretty and wet cunt was more sacred than the entire bloody sacred twenty eight.

When he finally lined his hardened erection up against your entrance, he noticed that you had suddenly tensed. Your hesitation was notable in the way you tilted your head and stared at the floor like your life depended on it.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, using his index finger to tilt your face back to him. “Tell me, y/n. Do you want me to stop?”

That was the first time he’d used your given name and saying it made his ears turn hot.

“No—No I don’t want you to stop.” You whispered, still refusing to look at him. “It’s just that—I’ve never..”

How could he have been so dense?

The way you were digging your nails into his arms, your whimpers, and the way you winced when he pushed his fingers inside you should have told him that you were a virgin.

He caressed your cheeks slightly and dipped his head lower to press a kiss onto your forehead before backing away.

He didn’t want your first time to be with someone like him, during Umbridge’s detention of all places with your cuts still bleeding and seeping into the cotton of his white shirt.

“Draco don’t.” You whispered his given name softly and grabbed him by the arm before he had the chance to walk away. “Don’t go.”

“But y/n—”

You pulled him in and pressed your lips on his before he could reason with you.

He had the choice to walk away from you, from all this but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. It felt different with you.

He asked you one more time before lining himself up against you. And when you gave him a soft and breathy “yes”, he pushed.

Your walls clenched him in and you tried your best to repress your tearful whimper by biting down on the exposed part of his shoulder.

He made sure to be gentle with you when he made the first few thrusts.

Soon enough, your grip on his arms loosened. Your cries morphed into tiny little gasps and moans of his name and you began to kiss the same place you were previously biting.

And at that very moment he knew you had surrendered yourself to him.

Wholly. Completely. Entirely.

At the particular moment, you belonged to nobody but Draco Lucius Malfoy and he—

~~~

Present day, Pilgrim’s Inn, 9:27 Am

Draco, fixing you both a cup of coffee, stilled and snapped out of the flashback inside his mind when you let out a small grumble in your sleep and reached towards his side of the bed.

He couldn’t help but smile to himself when he noticed the visibly annoyed look on your sleepy face when all you felt were pillows and sheets.

As much he wanted to sit and watch you sleep like a mega creep, it seemed like a good time to wake you up.

~~~

He was still wearing the same trousers and black shirt from the previous night when your eyes fluttered open. Only this morning, the shirt was buttoned halfway, exposing most of his chest and torso. The sleeves had been rolled back and you felt your stomach twist into a knot at the sight of his dark mark.

It served as a constant reminder that you only really had three days with him.

Before you could delve deeper into your thoughts, Draco stood up and walked towards the bed with a ceramic mug filled to the brim with coffee causing your lips to twist into a grateful smile.

“Drink up.” He said as he sat down on the chair next to you. “We have a long day ahead of us.”

After a big gulp of the coffee, you put the mug on the bed side table and looked at him.

“We do?”

“Of course we do.” He motioned towards a turquoise box on top of the dresser, sounding giddy and excited. He almost sounded like the carefree and careless Draco you loved to hate from the first few years at school.

You quickly threw the duvet off your body and scurried towards the dresser; the floorboards of the inn creaked as you did so.

“What’s in the box?” You turned your head back to look at him.

Draco’s cheeks were flushed and he was watching you with darkened eyes. His firm grip on the mug made his knuckles turn pale and you only realized you were standing in front of him naked when you saw the growing bulge in his pants

You ignored your own blood rush to your cheeks while you unwrapped the box to see what he was so excited about.

It was an oxblood red dress, with the softest fabric you’d ever touched. Long flowy sleeves and a plunging neckline, it was strikingly gorgeous.

“A Dress Draco?” You raised a brow at him.

“For our very first date. And for later..” he smirked and you scanned the entire dresser to find an appropriate object to throw at him.

“That’s some way to ask a girl out and must you always think about sex?!” You accused even though you were thinking about it too and reached for a book he’d left on top of the dresser to throw at him.

Before launching the book his way, you paused to examine the book on your hand that read Advanced Potion Making by Libatius Borage. It was only then that you realized that more than half of the books he had in the inn were about potions and alchemy.

How could you have not realised? Potions was the only subject he really seemed to enjoy at school.

Even during the nights you spent together back in school, you’d prop yourself up on his bed, wrap a sheet carelessly around your bare body and watch him stay up late to work on his Potions homework.

You’d always encourage him towards a career in potion making and he’d smile wistfully at the idea before turning to look at the snake and skull tattoo on his forearm. With a vacant look in his otherwise mercurial eyes, he’d remind you that he would have liked that if the circumstances were different.

You dropped the book back on the desk and instantly flung yourself into his arms.

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When he felt you wrap your arms tightly around his torso, Draco stiffened.

The way you were holding him made it seem like you were already saying your goodbyes and he felt as if someone had repeatedly used the cruciatus curse on him. He couldn’t bring himself to think about his life without you in it.

He wasn’t ready.

Draco quickly sorted out his scrambled thoughts and placed his oculomancy walls up as high as he could.

“As sexy as you are naked, I’d very much like to see that dress on you.”

You slightly sniffled before walking back towards the dresser to slip the dress on. The way you struggled with the zipper was adorable to him and he helped you zip it up with a crooked grin on his face.

Considering the present situation, taking you outside of the inn was risky so he’d taken it upon himself to arrange a perfect little lunch at the inn itself. Complete with vintage wine, a lavish main course and a decadent dessert to top it all off.

Sure, it took another huge wad of muggle cash, and coaxing the owner but the look on your face when he fed you a spoonful of chocolate mousse was worth it.

He was going to be the best fucking boyfriend on the face of this planet even if it was only for three days.

Draco took your hand, kissed you on the knuckle, guided you to the table, pulled your chair out for you and tried his hardest to not stare at your cleavage for more than thirty seconds.

Thank Merlin for all of the etiquette training he had to undergo when he was younger!

~~~

The two of you didn't really get around making much progress on the rest of the items on Draco’s itinerary filled with cliched tripes like reading poetry to each other and slow dancing to a song playing on the vintage turntable in the far corner of the room.

You’d never taken him for a romantic but he was adamant on the idea of finding “your song” from the tracks on the record that was spinning round and round.

When the both of you finally stopped bickering and agreed on a song, he stood up in front of you and offered you his hand.

Fade into you. Strange you never knew…

The chorus went as he took the lead and swayed you slowly across the room, careful not to trip on furniture.

Both of you barely made it to the end of the song and you weren’t even surprised.

~~~

“Gods you really do look beautiful in this dress..” he let out a low growl when he stopped dancing to pin you against the mattress and attach his lips to the pulse point of your neck.

To his utter surprise, you wasted no time in yanking his belt buckle.

“I need you…Draco Lucius Malfoy.” You pleaded as you started to pump his length in your hand. “I need you now.”

Urgency was dripping through every syllable that left your lipstick smudged mouth. Arousal was seeping through the fabric of your panties and Draco was afraid he’d come just by watching you like that.

“Say it again..” he whispered as he attached his mouth to your firm nipple. “Please—y/n, just say my name like that again..”

“Draco…”

With no hesitation or remorse, he pried your legs apart and pushed his cock right where it belonged inside of you. The way your body reacted to the motion drove him insane.

He often questioned his place in the universe, it was a constant battle between light and dark, between right and wrong.

But with you, he always felt like he belonged.

“You’re going to make me come…Draco..”

He buried his face into your hair and continued to fuck you like there was no tomorrow.

It was never like this with anybody else for him. And it was never going to be.

“I love you.” You whispered as you succumbed to your orgasm, heedless of the way your words would affect him.

How could you say those words out loud so often and not care about the consequences that came along with it?

“Don’t be selfish..” He groaned, feeling his own high approaching at the sound of those words. “Don’t you dare…”

“I love you.” You moaned, louder this time. “I love—”

He silenced you with a kiss before you could say it again. The weight of those words were always too much for him. Especially when he knew he had less than seventy two hours with you.

Draco began to think about all those years of childish games and wasted time as strong stinging sensations prickled up on his skin.

First, at the pit of his stomach. Then, on his left forearm.

He’d been called upon.

~~~

“Do not leave this inn. You understand?” He warned as he quickly redressed. “I’ll have someone sent over to look after you.”

“I’ll be fine. I promise.” You protested as you wrapped the sheets around your body and got out of bed. “I don’t need a babysitter,Draco.”

His eyes darkened and his expressions hardened as he heard your words and you gulped when he stormed over to where you stood.

“Listen to me carefully.” He gripped hard onto your shoulders and shook you. “Stay put and only open the door if you hear three knocks.”

It took a second for you to let his words sink in but you slowly nodded.

His cold hands cupped either of your cheeks and his forehead pressed up against yours; desperate and frantic eyes stared back at you.

“I have one more thing on my itinerary for us.” He said, conjuring the best smile he could give you before leaning in to press a slow and soft kiss on your lips. “I’ll be back soon.”

You held onto his words, dressed yourself in one of his sweaters, paced back and forth in the room, made yourself a cup of strong black coffee and even read through his extensive collection of books.

After what seemed like an hour, you heard it. Three very precise knocks on your door.

Very anxiously, you opened the door to find a brunette boy giving you a Cheshire Cat kind of smile.

He casually leaned forward to squeeze you into a bone crushing hug as if you were a long lost family member and you scrunched up your nose, awkwardly hugging back.

“I believe a proper introduction is long overdue.” He said as he let go. “Theodore Nott.”

“I know who you are.” You mumbled as you stepped back to let him in. “I have seen you in class.”

“Great.” He smiled as his eyes danced around the room to look at the books, the coffee pot, the turntable and the remains of what used to be the dress Draco got you.

A bright pink flush swiped across your cheeks as Theo disapprovingly shook his head. “I know you both spent half of the day shagging but please tell me you managed to do at least five activities from the itinerary!”

“How do you know all this?”

“Because I had to unfortunately sit and watch him put the blasted itinerary together.” Theo sighed, as he poured himself a cup of coffee from the coffee pot before reaching for a tiny flask inside his jacket. “Occulumancy aside, Ferret is also rubbish at hiding things from me.”

You let out a snort when you remembered Draco the ferret.

After your laughter simmered down, Theo took a rather cautious step towards you before offering you his flask.

“Nothing happened between him and Pansy that day y/n.”

Your heart started to ache as your mind started recollecting that day. That goddamned day.

“And you’re telling me this now because?”

Theo sat down on the floor and patted the empty space next to him with a sad little smile on his face.

“Closure.”

(To be continued….)

~~~~~~

Part three preview:

The two of you laid peacefully next to each other one top of a picnic blanket he’d conjured, somewhere in the middle of a forest clearing

The stark black sky was littered with a million shimmering stars. Protective wards were in place and the air was saturated with the scent of pine wood and moss.

From across the blanket, Draco reached for your hand and gave it a little squeeze and you turned to your side to get a better view of him—his silver hair giving the moonlight a run for its money.

“Lyrids.” He smiled, pointing his index finger at the sky as meteors started falling from the sky, one after another…

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Love,

A very sleep deprived and delirious vi

[nometoquesel]

Soo I watched licorice pizza, and I have thoughts

The scenes were top notch, super funny, I was enjoying myself a lot, However.

I got out of the cinema very conflicted.

I looked through the tags to see how people felt about it, bc I honestly was just really baffled about a major part of the Plot and I just didnt know if I hadn't understood something or what, but after looking through some comments I realized that I didnt so, let me try to make sense of my thoughts and feelings about it.

So as I said, the movie was objectively very good if you look at it from a filmmaking point if view, BUT

I myself felt extremely uncomfortable whenever it was suggested that Alana and Gary were actually going to end up together. And I have seen people talk about how its fiction and it's just a movie and you can't criticize it for it and that you're missing all the nuances and I just, what nuances??? Where??? Please enlighten me.

Throughout the whole movie I made myself believe that she was lying about her age, that it would be revealed at the end because surely???? A relationship between a 25yo and a 15yo is not something that the movie is gonna make you root for?

Wrong

Call me crazy, but I dont think it's wrong to feel uncomfortable about seeing an allegedly 25yo woman and a 15yo kid fall in love

I think its funny how this is even a conversation that we're having when we all know very well that if it had been a movie about a 25yo man and a 15yo girl, this movie would not have been made. Period.

I had the same issue with CMBYN, except I just flat out didnt like it as a movie itself, but I was EXTREMELY uncomfortable just watching them go at it, but I guess it's fine since they're men or whatever?

What I'm trying to say here is, sure, a movie can be about whatever it wants, whether its taboo or not, but this wasnt treated like a taboo subject at all! It felt like a normal relationship Except there was an age gap. Throwing one scene where she says she thinks it's weird how shes always hanging out with 15yo isn't enough! Literally if you had made him 18 or made her 16 it would not have made any difference whatsoever in the plot, so what was the point??

I think that's my whole issue with it. There Was No Point in having the age gap. It didnt even feel like Alana cared at all, even when she said she did. They went on dates!!! Literally you could have taken that "plot point" out and I wouldn't have questioned why they werent officially together, because they're both a mess anyway!

Anyway

If you truly think that movie needed that age gap, feel free to let me know why, because I dont get it

But yeah, the scenes and the music were good, I'll give you that.

[hoefette]

All the petty things I hate about fate!winx and their shitty universe/world building because

I'd added most if these in tags of other posts but I'm still so mad lmao

The way characters, Aisha and Mrs Dowling specifically make references to explicitly human or American things like instagram and Harry Potter

These people are from a different dimension for ffs why are they concerned with or are even aware of this very earth-specific shit? Do they teach earth classes at school over there?

I understand not wanting to have them be oblivious so Bloom wouldn't have to explain it to them, but it simply could be ✨omitted✨

Why would you go out of your way to date your work like this lmao ew

Ms. Dowling calling Tinkerbell an air fairy.. I cannot breeve with the stupidity why did they keep that in there

Why is Ms. Dowling.. the headmistress.. teaching classes? Where are the other teachers?

We ended up with a trio of antagonists (I guess you could call them that?) by the end of the season anyway so why not give us the trix, why have the characters play double roles as friends of our protagonists and also the villains/bullies? They clearly wanted a delinquent trio, in which case they could've gender bent the trix if they wanted to keep all the unnecessary sexual tension.

It just feels like the production team was lazy, they didn't want to hire more actors, they didn't want to bother with making the world immersive or lived in or believable at best, they just didn't give enough of a fuck

They wanted to make this show and attatch Winx to it for.. what? Like did you even google the main plot points? The abridged version or sparknotes to get details on the very literal, basic characteristics of our main characters or their roles or the world they inhabit????

It lacks wonder and intrigue.. I mean Bloom moves to another dimension, a school for fairies and we don't see her marvel once at anything.. and that's because she might as well have been in Switzerland because she's in exactly the same environment she would've been in over there anyway.

They could've said Alfea was in Europe and I'd believe it because nothing about the setting makes it feel otherworldly. I'm sorry but I'm not impressed.

Why do the teachers and graduated specialists communicate via facetime ?? In the magic dimension. ??? Why do they text each other and those texts then appear on screen like .. oh look, like a bad netflix teen movie ????? HELLO ??? it's the way technology and magic could've blended in so seamless into the world THE WAY IT WAS ALREADY DONE/SHOWN. Missed opportunity. it just takes you out of it imo every time you see the ugly, bland, gray text bar. Some fucking flavour pls I'm begging

How stupid the specialist must feel clonking around with the skinniest shreds of armor, plastic swords on their backs and battery powered flashlights and cellphones in their bags. R we larping?? I know I'd be laughing and asking why we hadn't already come up with something more effective .. idk like guns. I'm surprised I ain't see one gun in there.

In the beginning Ms. Dowling says some nonsense about fairies having lost the ability to transform to explain why there are no wings, which means they could've transformed before. So are we to assume that this supposed to be set in the time proceeding the original then?? Because something is not adding up with where they should be as a magical society technologically if that's the case

How does the production team want to keep the dark academia vibes with torches lining the walls and also want them to be face timing each other, presumably from miles and miles away in the dark forest???

Pls pick an aesthetic and stick to it everything was so unnecessarily dark. Where do they charge their phones since it's the only device we see that is the slightest bit modern and dont fucking tell me they charge it with magic I will punch you in the face

Why is there only one major monarchy that we are shown? Why are Solaria the only ones contributing to the efforts to defend the school and where is this mysterious battalion we never see lmaoo it's all so bad its laughable.

Is this set in the kingdom of Solaria? And why does the queen of an alleged interdimensional superpower monarchy pull up in black SUVs??????????? Why does she pull up with Andreas?? Is he not the king of Erakleon?? Where are his soldiers and his battalion and just?? Huh!? The world just feels empty like nobody lives here fr

Are we supposed to believe that the specialists get paired up with fairies just as a normal occurence and that they have to 'trust each other' and not because the plot demands it suddenly half way through when all we've seen so far are the fairies doing normalish school and homework, and the specialists outside, being physical everyday all day. This was never even implied that they'd have to work together apart from when we see the faculty as youngins with Rosalind. But even then.. it's like well why are they even together lmao? Is this a special team formed from Rosalind’s protégées? Were they formed after graduating from Alfea or what is this?? Are they the ONLY team of specialist/fairies hunting every single burned one?? What?

Are we now supposed to buy that Musa is being switched to 'support' because that's where her strengths lie and not in combat?? Are we supposed to believe that these girls know hand to hand combat?? When was this established? We see Terra wrapping some baby vines around a dude and I'm sorry is that the practical application of her power? Is this what the fairies are supposed to do once they graduate? Or is it just a switch in curriculum because of the threats outside the barrier?? This is never made clear.

Because if not then what's the point of this?? Why do they suddenly have endless classes together when the expectation was never set for the fairies to be like soldiers or out in the field fighting ?

Where exactly are they supposed to be what was the purpose of including Aster Dell and why is it a joy ride away from Alfea lmao?? Where Bloom is from and also not from?? Plot pls make it make sense

Why are fairies from another dimension vaping or smoking weed?? They are not human so why are they engaging in specifically human vices, yol couldn't come up with anything else to characterize 'delinquents'?? Very lazy very como se dices.. no effort. Nothing a little more spicy yol could invent, at least change the name and some properties holy shit did yol even try ??

So its fairies everywhere, having a lil party in the east wing of a phat castle.. and they are playing beer pong and dressed in t shirts and jeans..

Can you hear me screaming? Can you hear me vibrating with rage?

Not one floating decoration or magical anything in sight. Just purple lights and subpar vibes

Stella's costume design: tragic. I won't discuss further because we don't have the space or time but just know that it was absolutely atrocious and I hated it. Giving very debutante vibes

The entire budget going to that lame transformation sequence that was not a transformation sequence and those horrible, barely-there fire wings

Edgelord bloom and all her fucking leather jackets. Why do 30 yo, white cis men think girls exist in a binary? They could keep her earlier characterization and make her a hothead.. Bloom literally screamed herself into a couple power upgrades in the original come ooonnnn

Let girls be feminine without it being a character flaw what is wrong with yol its 2021. They could make her more mature, more angsty or whatever the hell else and not style her like that

The way Aisha's abilities flipflop between episodes and scenes. Very inconsistent. One minute she's struggling with a drop of water and the next she is moving an entire body of water for her bestie Bloom to fake transform because the plot demands it. Why even add in her struggles at all if you're just going to ignore it?

Why was Stella with them in that scene? She didn't do anything literally.. Aisha pulled the water and she did .. nothing.

Who the fuck is Rosalind? Why would they add her in,, to add nothing to story? The company of light was a thing, they could've plucked one of them hoes to be the antagonist. Why did the winx club need their own Delores Umbridge? Valtor was right there if you wanted an evil educator type character.

The camera work was so bland during the down beats, stagnant and fixed during a fairy party and erratic and ugly and disorienting during the fight scenes

I'm not getting over the fairy party because it was a good opportunity for the production and everyone else to show the differences between where Bloom was and where she is now but instead it just looks like a regular teen high school party?? This could have been set in Switzerland fr.

Everyone's just kind of standing?? You mean to tell me these people are from all different places in the magical dimension and their customs are all the same? They all throw parties like this ??

White and flavorless I am very bored

I guess the main question or takeaway I have is just.. who is this for? Because everyone, including the showrunners keep saying that it's for us, the fans of the original. But apart from the characters sharing some names, there are really no other similarities. So again, who was this supposed to appease or placate or satisfy? Because it sure as hell wasn't the winx club fans.

Overall, this feels very much like something I wrote and probably published on ff.net when I was 13 because I thought girls couldn't be taken seriously if they liked pink, and injected angst into everything that didn't need it and had no idea how to structure scenes or dialogue. It's just bad, objectively and N*tflix will keep making shit like this because apparently some people have bad taste??? Idk yol, be easy

[nightswithkookmin]

Imo there is enough to support the possibility of a romantic relationship, but you are writing full on narratives with impossible specificity. You know what confirmation bias is but some young impressionable people dont yet . Forgive me but misleading with ' alt facts' can hurt someone even if you dont mean it. I think you are a good person not looking to hurt anyone. But the way you postulate without any evidence makes your actions a little but like those of a charlatan. Peace and kindness

All these kind words you spew...

It feels more like an advice than a question so I'm not sure how to respond to it...

Let me just say thank you? I never quite understood what the brouhaha was about with my posts but after talking to a few people, 'on the other side' lol and reading your Ask, I think I'm starting to get a better sense of what the problem is.

Something about young impressionable minds or people?

Let the council of elders know, those are not my audience please. I cater to a much more mature audience- at least so far. The people that I interact with and engage with on my posts on and off Tumblr are very mature and not impressionable at all.

They are People with brains who can tell an opinion from fact and can engage in deep complex controversial conversations without throwing up, shedding tears or cussing through to the heavens.

If there are 'impressionable people' reading my blogs- they do so at their own risk. If you know any such people or they run to you with my theories kindly point out to them it's just theory because that's what my opinions are.

I think the best thing you can do is to advice such people to grow up if they are going to sit at the adult table or not read my posts at all. I think you need to learn to hold the right people accountable for their actions.

The best I can do in this case- to hold myself accountable, is to put up a disclaimer on my posts to let people know what it is that they are reading- something I do quite often. But I will make conscious efforts to put up those disclaimers each time henceforth. Thank you.

That I write full on narratives with impossible specificity:

Is this Latin for, 'you write fiction get the fuck outta here?' Chilee.

I don't even know what you mean by this exactly so I may not be able to respond to it to your satisfaction. Bare with me.

So what if I write fiction? What is wrong with writing fiction? Do you hate fiction writers? I don't get what the hate is with these complaints honestly. Do you want me to put up a disclaimer stating my blogs are fiction? Would that help? I would glady do it.

If it helps you sleep at night think of my blogs as fiction- a rose by any other name. I've been keeping up with Shakespeare. Lol.

I don't think it's that deep. Listen, you gotta understand that just because we both 'ship' Jikook don't mean we are on the same team...

Most alt shippers I know and who read my posts and engage with it are not even Army to begin with, for your information. They could care less about these shipping politics of yours. Have you thought about that?

Some simply ship JK and JM and support them because they believe they are members of the LGBTQ plus community not because they are part of BTS.

There are different communities out there who are also into Jikook- for very different reasons. You gotta respect that.

To you, Jikook is just a ship within BTS that may or may not be real, but to some of us they have very much outgrown that description...

They are a brand of their own, a power couple and members of the LGBTQ plus community- Gay Icons extraordinaire. I think we take very different stock in Jikook. So stop trying to fit us all into one box.

It's disrespectful to try and control the way that people perceive their OTP and support them. Jikook don't just belong to Army Jokers, they belong to different communities outside Army. Are you aware of that?

And please don't confuse the intersect. I am an alt-shipper yes but I just so happen to be an Army too. But if I wasn't an Army, I'd still pretty much 'ship' and support Jikook- make no mistake. There are quite a few of us running around these streets, you know?

So you have every right to want to gatekeep your Army Jikook- but you have to do that without infringing on other rights of other 'Jikook communities.'

Throughout my blogs I have tried to shed light on what altshipping is because I thought it would help bridge the gap but clearly that hasn't worked. Sigh.

Misleading alt facts

Do you not know what it means or you are just being ironic?👀

Why is it ok for you to believe and proclaim that JK and BigHit lied about JK dating the Tattoo artist but it's not ok for me to believe JK is telling the truth when he says he didn't date her and that BigHit saw an opportunity to kill two birds with one stone- hence why they didn't press charges against the shop for breach of privacy like they had said they were going to do. Instead, they had asked the shop to keep calm till the scandal died down on it's own?

You start your piece off with the whole, 'there is enough evidence to support a romantic relationship' between JK and the tattoo shop lady- I assume.

For context, this Ask by this anon is in response to my recent post/ answer on the tattoo girl scandal where the topic of discussion was on BigHit, JK and the tattoo artist and not Jikook perse.

A statement that is in direct conflict with JK's statement, BigHit's and the lady in questions, all denying that there was a romantic relationship between her and Jungkook- and somehow I am misleading who- who now with my theory??? Chileee.

Do you see the problem here? Double standards- the hallmark of bigotry. Lmho. You are literally doing the very thing you are accusing me of. Making confident assertions and claiming you know more about JK and the Lady's relationship and even have 'enough evidence' contrary to BigHit, JK and the Tattoo artist's statements denying the rumors- at least when I theorize I admit I'm being delusional. What's your excuse? When you say charlatan are you referring to yourself? You must be. Lmho.

Now I'm confident in my comprehension skills and intelligent enough to know when you make an assertion like this- it is your opinion and you are just stating your opinion. If you are not then honey you'd be opening yourself up to some serious litigation... goodluck I guess. Lol.

You are allowed to form an opinion about a topic. There is nothing wrong with that. If to you, JK and this person dated that is fine. I am not going to cyber bully you, stalk you, throw slurs at you, harrass you, dox you, slid into people's Dms to spread hate and lies about you just because I don't agree with your opinion. And for the record, I don't agree with your opinion. Hehehehe.

I have stated my opinion on the matter. I said I think JK and this person did hang out, go on dates but that there was no romantic sexual relationship between them because I believe that would have had much serious consequences and effects on Jikooks dynamics no matter how much they tried to keep a cool facade. Whoever felt cheated on would have acted more insecure than usual post the incident- how does this make me a charlatan? Are you saying it's wrong it have an opinion? Chileee.

Now if you can produce 'evidence' of them having sex or even kissing, then I will gladly change my mind on the topic and not sweat it.

Jikook have done way worse questionable things in 7 good years and people still don't believe they are dating. Jk hangs out with a female friend a few times in less than a month and suddenly he is dating her? Lmho.

You don't need me to tell you people are more eager to accept a heterosexual relationship than wrap their heads around the fact that two male idols are gay and in a gay relationship with eachother. Don't you just love it when homophobia meets heteronormativity and stinks? I do. Lol.

I mean this is a fandom that thinks JK is 'too touchy' and doesn't respect his boundaries- they practically swear JK is cheating on Jimin with every member any time he hugs, kisses, wings at within the group. You think they will be 'objective' about JK hanging out with a girl? Even if it happened once?

You said something about confirmation bias.... I will not touch it. Lmho.

This is not the first time JK has gone on a date with a girl. This is not the first time he has 'dated a girl', he has hand girls on his laps or whatever- what is a back hug? I think people need to stop defining Jikook's lives by their own standards. If a backhug is intimate to you. Thats you. If you think a grown ass man cannot hang out with a female friend, that's equally you.

You think if he thought it was inappropriate and risky he would do it 'in public?' Get with Kpop Idol dating culture. Lmho.

Do you know the lengths they go through to keep their relationships a secret? Especially non celebrity girlfriends? Chen from EXO got married and where is his wife? They keep their flings tighter than Trump keeps his toupee on his head. Lol.

They hide them not out of shame but out of love and the need to protect their loved ones. These idols have family members who have their restaurants and businesses shut down because they want to keep their privacy.

You think JungKook's girlfriend would- on her own, issue a statement regarding a scandal that Jungkook's agency had specifically directed her and her shop to keep quiet about and lay low till it blew away on its own? And later, started liking couple posts about her and JK? If they were dating, certainly JK would have dumped her after that move. In my opinion.

You think JK would let his fandom drag the person he is in a relationship with to the extent she loses her Job- when in his Itaewon gay pub scandal BigHit referred to the issue as his private affair immediately it happened? They could have kept the same energy with her, no?

They handled his gay pub scandal much better, with much respect and consideration for his privacy- if he dated her sorry but she mustn't have meant much to him at all. And if I were her I would have dumped him for that shit and not stay liking couple posts about us. Damn- But do you.

Taehyung was in a scandal with a girl too- did you see her liking posts and shit and going out of her way to do the most? Did you see how BigHit handled that scandal?

Nothing wrong if JK is 'dating' her or had 'dated' her and whatever person he decides he wants to be in a relationship with I will support him- that's why I support Jikook.

But your opinion is equally valid my guy. Just don't call me a charlatan for mine. You believe they dated, I believe they didn't- and to your impressionable young minds, I hope you are not selling them anything contrary to BigHit and JK's statement. That would be very irresponsible of you. Lol.

What else did you say?

Oh postulating without evidence...

Next time I write a theory based on my observations about Jikook, remind me to break off a piece of my brain and attach it to it- I guess that way people would finally understand when I say things like 'I think' 'in my opinion' 'I feel' 'I believe' that these are just my thoughts and opinions and not facts.

Let me leave you with this:

Peace and kindness. Namaste.

Signed,

GOLDY.