#(we do not get to review a test before submitting it)

[unwillingdarling]

the fact that the first of my last few clinicals (only 6 more, thank GOD) starts tomorrow BY 0630 when it's literally genuinely freezing outside...... dykephobic. towards me in particular.

[hotmentransformed]

DNA Resequencing

After years of research, you had finally made the first prototype of a DNA Resequencing Injection. With a program that your supervisor Michael crafted, you can input particular genetic features that we desire to alter in the recipient, and essentially restructure their DNA to alter their bodies. Injecting the liquid into a mouse you kept in your lab, you watched as, sure enough, the shape of their tail changed, as did the size of their body and the color of their fur. Putting on your glasses to read through your notes, you could confirm it: your experiment worked! You had finally done it! 

With your findings and reports in hand, you sprinted down the hall toward Michael’s office. Bursting in, you shouted that the tests had confirmed your findings: you could alter the DNA of living subjects. Michael sat there with a grin on his face.

“You know what this means, right? Human testing!”

You paused. This was for theoretical purposes. You were only planning to submit your findings to some academic review and get published and go to Switzerland to win a Nobel Prize or some other award or something… but actually putting this into practice and into circulation? That would be premature, immoral, and irresponsible. 

You glared at your supervisor, ashamed that he would even consider this. “Michael, I refuse to do any human testing. Who knows the ramifications if this got out? I can’t let you do this.”

Turning your back to your supervisor, you exited his office and slammed the door behind you as you stormed hurriedly back to the lab. Entering, you made a beeline to the desk and started to collect your belongings, ready to head out. You grabbed your papers, your laptop, and your chargers and shoved them into your bag, not caring if they were organized or not. You were furious and just needed to get out of there. As you turned back to the exit, you paused. You strolled back to the cage and stared at the mouse. You sighed loudly. The resequencing really is fascinating how –

STAB 

You jolted from the sharp jab in your neck. You twisted around only to see Michael holding a now-empty syringe of the prototype. He looked almost feral, his eyes wide with anticipation of what was about to happen.

“Michael… how could you –“

Your thought was interrupted as an odd feeling began emanating from the injection site. You moaned loudly as a strange wave of pleasure began to overtake you. Your dick shot to attention. Michael’s eyes lit up as your transformation began.

Your body began to heat up as beads of sweat began to form at your temples. Your lab coat began to tighten around your body as you packed on a combination of muscle and fat. Your thighs swelled into hunks of meat as your legs stretched, bringing you to a new height of 6’2”. Your feet grew long and thick to support your new stature. Your arms packed on muscle, becoming strong and firm with strength and masculine energy. Your pecs enlarged, jutting out from your chest, leaving you with sensitive nipples, as your abs pushed their way from your torso one by one until you were left with a defined six-pack. Your hair curled out from your scalp, dropping over your forehead. Your lips plumped, as your face became more chiseled.

Still moaning, you reached limply to Michael for help, only to collapse backward onto the floor. As you plunged, your ass swelled into two enormous globes of fat jutting from behind you, stretching your pants to the limit. You landed on your new cushions, which jiggled from the impact, sending more pleasure through your body, and sending your dick into overdrive. It swelled with each wave of pleasure, pushing harder and harder against your already-tight pants. You began to groan and moan as you felt your orgasm coming. With a final gasp, you shot the biggest load of your life. The pleasure was so intense you blacked out.

You woke up in a strange room that you had never seen before. You were laying in someone else’s bed. Looking down at your body, you didn’t recognize yourself. You were brawny… and in only a pair of underpants.

Before you even had a chance to get up and question what had happened, you saw the door to the bedroom open, and in walked Michael.

“Hey babe, I’m back from work.”

He was shirtless. And although you had never been into men before, there was something attractive about the way that his chest hair perfectly framed his pecs. The way he gazed longingly into your eyes. The way his... no this was wrong. He had done this to you! He had injected you with this... you couldn't remember... but it was his fault that you looked so sexy. You were so sexy... he was so sexy... you both...

He smirked, watching you struggle with your thoughts. You were exactly the kind of man he wanted you to be.

As you struggled to find the words, Michael sped over to you and suddenly kissed you deeply and passionately. All previous thoughts and worries faded from your brain. Nothing else mattered. You began to kiss him back. You let your tongue explore his mouth, and his tongue began to play with yours. He was your sexy nerd scientist husband. He had just won a Nobel Prize for some silly little DNA study. It was all too complicated for you to care about. You were just his himbo arm candy. All you cared about was pleasing him. Michael pulled away from the kiss and threw you onto your back, turning you over and admiring your breedable ass.

He was going to have fun with you, and you were going to have fun with him

[blakeswritingimagines]

Next Lesson (Kinktober)

Word Count: 4.0k

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon/Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them.

As the sun set over the horizon, casting long shadows across the room, Jaime stood behind you, his strong arms wrapped around your waist. "One last lesson tonight, pet," he murmured, his breath warm against your ear. "Are you ready to put everything you've learned to the test?" His hands roamed your curves, tracing familiar paths that ignited sparks of pleasure wherever they touched. "Remember, this is for your husband. Show him the woman you've become, the one who belongs to him completely." Your heart raced as Jaime's words sank in, the gravity of the moment settling upon you like a heavy cloak. This was it - the culmination of all the lessons, all the training, all the preparation leading up to this very night. You took a shuddering breath, trying to calm your nerves even as excitement thrummed through your veins. Turning to face Jaime, you met his gaze steadily, determination shining in your eyes. "Yes," you said, your voice clear and unwavering. "I'm ready." With that declaration, you stepped out from behind the screen, presenting yourself fully to Jaime. The silk robe slipped from your shoulders, pooling at your feet in a shimmering puddle. Naked and vulnerable, you knelt before him, head bowed in submission. "Do you think he'll like it?"

Jaime's eyes raked over your exposed form, drinking in the sight of your naked beauty. A low hum of approval escaped his lips as he circled you, his fingers trailing lightly over your skin, mapping every curve and hollow. "Oh, he'll love it," Jaime purred, his voice dripping with confidence. "He's been waiting for this moment, for the chance to claim you fully as his own." He stopped behind you, pressing his body against yours, his hardness nestling against the cleft of your buttocks. "Now, let's get started." With a gentle push, he guided you forward onto your hands and knees, positioning you at the foot of the bed. "This is where you'll greet your husband each night, pet. On your knees, ready to serve him in whatever way he desires." You felt a rush of heat flood your cheeks at Jaime's words, knowing he spoke the truth. This was indeed how you would welcome your husband each evening, a constant reminder of your place beneath him. Submitting to his desires, pleasing him in every way possible. It was both exhilarating and terrifying, the thought of surrendering so completely to another person. But as you gazed up at Jaime, seeing the passion burning in his eyes, you knew you were ready. Ready to embrace this new life, ready to become the wife he wanted you to be. With a deep breath, you nodded, accepting your fate. "I understand," you whispered, your voice trembling slightly. "I'll do my best to please him with everything you've taught me."

Jaime smiled approvingly, pleased with your willingness to submit. He ran a hand through your hair, praising you softly. "That's my good girl," he cooed. "Your husband will be proud of you." Rising to his feet, he moved to stand before you once more, his erect cock jutting out proudly. "Now, let's review one final lesson, shall we? Open wide, pet." With a swift motion, he grasped your chin, tilting your head up as he guided the tip of his manhood past your parted lips. "Show me how well you can suck a cock," he commanded, his voice rough with arousal. "Take it deep, just like you did during our practice sessions." He pushed further into your mouth, holding you steady as he began to rock his hips, fucking your face with slow, deliberate strokes. You opened wider, relaxing your jaw to accommodate Jaime's girth as he thrust deeper into your mouth. The salty taste of his pre-cum mingled with the musky scent of his arousal, filling your senses and igniting a hunger within you. Your tongue swirled around the head of his cock, lapping at the sensitive underside as he continued to pump in and out. The rhythm was hypnotic, drawing you in deeper with each stroke. You focused on the sensation, letting go of any thoughts or doubts, surrendering completely to the act. Your nose pressed against Jaime's pelvis, inhaling deeply as you struggled to breathe around his invading length. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes from the effort, but you didn't pull away, determined to prove your skill.

Jaime groaned in pleasure, his grip on your chin tightening as he fucked your face with increasing intensity. "Fuck yes, just like that," he gasped, his hips snapping faster, driving his cock deeper into your throat. "Take it all, pet. Show me how much you want to please your husband." The pressure built in his loins, his balls drawing up tight as he neared climax. With a final, brutal thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, holding still as his orgasm crashed over him. Hot jets of semen pulsed into your mouth, coating your tongue and the back of your throat with his release. Jaime's thighs trembled, his entire body shaking as he rode out the waves of pleasure, finally collapsing back onto the bed with a satisfied grunt. "Good girl," he panted, stroking your hair affectionately. You swallowed convulsively, working to gulp down every drop of Jaime's seed as it filled your mouth. The bitter taste was foreign yet oddly satisfying, a tangible proof of your submission and devotion. As he pulled free, you released a shaky breath, your lungs craving air after being deprived for so long. You looked up at Jaime, meeting his gaze with a mix of pride and exhaustion. "Did I…did I do well?" you asked, your voice hoarse from the intense oral session. Despite the lingering discomfort, you felt a thrill of accomplishment, knowing you had mastered yet another crucial aspect of your role as a submissive wife. Jaime's praise and the tender way he touched your hair only served to reinforce your sense of pride and belonging.

Jaime's smile was indulgent as he regarded you, his eyes softening with genuine affection. "You did beautifully, pet," he assured you, his thumb brushing gently over your lower lip. "Your husband will be lucky to have such a talented and obedient wife." He helped you to your feet, guiding you to sit beside him on the edge of the bed. "But now comes the most important part of your training," he said, his expression turning serious. "Learning to accept your husband's dominance and control over you, in all things." He reached out, taking your hand in his, his calloused palm engulfing your delicate fingers. "It won't always be easy, submitting to another person's will. There will be times when you'll want to resist, to assert your own desires and needs. But that's when your strength and resilience will truly be tested and are you aware of what to do?" You shook your head, looking up at Jaime with a hint of uncertainty in your eyes. "No, I don't know what to do," you admitted, feeling a twinge of anxiety at the prospect of relinquishing control entirely. "How can I possibly submit to someone else's will when it goes against everything I believe in?" The idea of surrendering your autonomy, of becoming nothing more than an extension of your husband's desires, seemed daunting and even frightening. And yet, as you sat there, hand in hand with Jaime, you couldn't deny the strange sense of peace that had settled over you since beginning this journey. A sense of purpose, of belonging to something greater than yourself. You searched Jaime's face, hoping to find some guidance, some reassurance that you could navigate these uncharted waters. "What if I fail?" you whispered, the fear creeping into your voice.

Jaime's grip on your hand tightened, his expression growing more solemn as he met your gaze. "Failure isn't an option, pet," he said firmly, his voice carrying a note of conviction. "Because I won't allow it. Not while I'm here to guide you." He leaned in closer, his warm breath fanning across your cheek. "Submission isn't about losing yourself; it's about finding your truest self. It's about embracing the natural order of things, acknowledging that some are meant to lead and those who are meant to follow." Jaime's other hand came up to cup your face, his thumb tracing the curve of your cheekbone. "Your husband has chosen you to be his partner, and would you like to know how to make it up to him should you ever mess up?" You blinked up at Jaime, a flicker of hope kindling in your chest at his reassuring words. "Yes," you murmured, leaning into his touch. "Please tell me." The idea of making amends, of proving your worthiness to your husband, filled you with a newfound determination. You wanted to succeed, not just for Jaime's sake, but also for your own. You wanted to explore this path of submission and see where it led you. "How can I make it up to him?" you repeated, your voice barely above a whisper. Jaime's eyes sparkled with mischief as he grinned down at you, his thumb still caressing your cheek. "By offering yourself to him, completely and utterly," he purred, his voice low and seductive. "If you ever stray from the path of righteous submission, you simply kneel before him, bare yourself, and beg for forgiveness." His hand slid down to your throat, his fingers wrapping lightly around your neck in a possessive gesture. "You plead with him to take you, to use you as he sees fit, to remind you of your place." Jaime's grip tightened slightly, sending a shiver down your spine. "And then, once he's satisfied that you've learned your lesson, he'll grant you the privilege of serving him again." He released you, sitting back with a wicked smirk. "Let me hear you beg for your wrongdoings."

You shivered under Jaime's intense gaze, his words igniting a fire deep within you. The thought of baring yourself, of begging for forgiveness and the right to serve, sent a rush of heat straight to your core. You licked your lips nervously, your heart pounding in your chest as you considered his instructions. Slowly, hesitantly, you sank to your knees before him, your hands trembling slightly as you reached for the hem of your dress. "Please," you whispered, your voice thick with need. "Please forgive me for my transgressions." You lifted the fabric, exposing your naked form inch by tantalizing inch. "I offer myself to you, to be used as you see fit." Your cheeks flushed with shame and desire as you bared yourself fully, your breasts heaving with each ragged breath. "Remind me of my place, sir." Jaime's eyes roamed over your exposed body, drinking in the sight of your vulnerability. "Such a pretty little thing, begging so sweetly," he praised, his voice dripping with lust. He stood up, towering over you as he reached down to grasp your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Look at me when you speak," he commanded, his tone brooking no argument. "Tell me exactly what you're asking for." You swallowed hard, your mouth dry as you gazed up at him. "I-I want you to punish me, sir," you stammered, your voice cracking with emotion. "Breed me fully, mark me as yours, remind me that I belong to you." Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as you spoke, the raw honesty of your plea hanging heavy in the air between you.

You shuddered under Jaime's piercing gaze, his command sending a jolt of electricity through your body. "Yes, sir," you breathed, your voice quivering with anticipation. "I'm asking you to breed me, to fill me with your seed until it takes root inside me." The words spilled from your lips, unbidden yet undeniably true. You craved his possession, his domination, his complete and utter control over your body and mind. "I want to carry your child, to bear witness to the fruits of our union." You placed your hands on your belly, imagining it swollen with life, with evidence of your submission. "Please, sir," you whimpered, desperation coloring your tone. "Claim me, make me yours in the most primal way possible." Jaime's eyes darkened with hunger as he listened to your desperate pleas, his grip on your chin tightening almost painfully. "As you wish," he growled, his voice rough with desire. Without warning, he yanked you to your feet, spinning you around and bending you over the edge of the bed. You gasped as your breasts pressed against the cool sheets, your ass raised high in the air. "Count them out loud," Jaime demanded as he delivered a sharp smack to your rear. "Each one is a reminder of your place, a testament to your submission." He continued to spank you, alternating between your cheeks, leaving red handprints blooming across your skin. You sobbed and writhed beneath him, the pain mingling with pleasure in a dizzying cocktail of sensation. "Thank you, sir!"

You cried out with each stinging slap, your flesh jiggling obscenely as Jaime's palm connected with your tender skin. Tears streamed down your face, but you dutifully counted aloud, your voice rising higher with each number until you reached twenty. By the time he finished, you were panting and shaking, your pussy throbbing with need. "Twenty, thank you, sir," you choked out, burying your face in the sheets. "I am yours, wholly and completely." You arched your back, presenting yourself to him in silent invitation. "Please, sir," you begged, your voice muffled by the mattress. "Fuck me now, fill me up with your cum." You spread your legs wider, giving him unfettered access to your dripping cunt. "Breed me like the submissive slut I am." Jaime's response was immediate and brutal, his large frame covering yours as he rammed his thick cock into your sopping wet pussy without preamble. You screamed in ecstasy as he bottomed out, his heavy balls slapping against your clit with every savage thrust. "Take it all, you filthy whore," he snarled, gripping your hips tightly as he began to pound into you with reckless abandon. The force of his movements sent shockwaves through your entire being, each stroke hitting that perfect spot deep inside you and sending you careening towards climax. "Yes, yes, fuck me harder!" you wailed, your nails digging into the sheets as you surrendered to the relentless onslaught of pleasure. Jaime's grunts and groans filled the room, punctuated by the obscene sounds of flesh meeting flesh and your own wanton moans. "Gonna breed you so fucking deep."

he growled, his pace becoming even more frenzied as he chased his own release. You could feel his cock throbbing inside you, stretching your walls to their limits as he prepared to unleash his potent seed. "Do it, fill me up, make me yours!" you shrieked, your orgasm building rapidly as he pistoned in and out of your clenching channel. The coil of tension within you snapped, and you came with a keening wail, your pussy spasming wildly around Jaime's invading length. At the same moment, he buried himself to the hilt and let out a guttural roar, his hot cum flooding your womb in powerful jets. "Oh gods, oh gods, yes!" you howled, your body shaking uncontrollably as wave after wave of bliss crashed over you. Jaime's thrusts slowed to shallow, gentle strokes as he emptied himself into your willing depths, marking you as his in the most primal way imaginable. You felt his seed painting your insides, claiming you as his property, and the knowledge sent a thrill of satisfaction coursing through your veins. As he finally stilled, his softening cock slipping free, you collapsed onto the bed, spent and sated. Jaime's weight settled over you, his chest heaving against your back as he nuzzled your neck affectionately. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice husky with post-coital contentment. "You took your punishment well." He kissed along your jawline, his lips lingering on the sensitive skin. "Now rest, my dear. We have much to discuss regarding your future…and the future of our unborn child."

Over the following days, your sessions with Jaime became increasingly intimate, both physically and emotionally. His praise for your progress warmed your heart, and you found yourself looking forward to each lesson with growing excitement. One evening, as you lay tangled together in the aftermath of a particularly passionate encounter, Jaime traced idle patterns on your sweat-dampened skin. "You know, pet," he murmured, his voice low and sincere, "you've exceeded my expectations in every way. Not only do you learn quickly, but you also possess a rare combination of beauty, intelligence, and desire that captivates me." He tilted your chin up, his gaze locking with yours. "I find myself growing quite fond of you, little one…more than before. Our arrangement has become something far more meaningful than mere instruction." Your heart fluttered at his words, a warmth blooming in your chest that had nothing to do with the lingering effects of your lovemaking. "Jaime…" you breathed, searching his eyes for any hint of insincerity. Finding none, you leaned into his touch, savoring the tenderness of his caress. "I never imagined our bond could grow beyond teacher and student. But I must confess, I've developed feelings for you as well." A small smile played at the corners of your lips. "Perhaps it's foolish of me to hope, but…could there be a future for us beyond these lessons? Beyond my impending marriage?" Jaime's expression softened, a look of genuine affection washing over his features. He brushed a strand of hair from your face, his fingertips grazing your cheek. "Foolish? Never, pet. Your emotions are pure and honest, and I cherish them." He paused, choosing his words carefully. "As for your question…I've grown to love you deeply, in ways I never expected. If your heart belongs to me, I would hope you'd gladly walk away from this arrangement and build a life with me instead." His declaration hung in the air, heavy with unspoken longing. Jaime's eyes searched yours, seeking permission, validation, or perhaps simply a glimpse of your true desires. In that moment, the weight of your impending nuptials seemed insignificant compared to the promise of a future with this man who had awakened your passions and captured your heart.

Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as Jaime's heartfelt confession washed over you. You reached up, cupping his face in your hands, and brought his lips to yours in a soft, loving kiss. When you finally broke apart, you gazed into his eyes, your own shining with emotion. "I choose you, Jaime. I want to leave this life behind and start anew with you. Marry me, if you'll have me." Your voice trembled slightly, but the sincerity behind your words was unmistakable. In that instant, you knew you were ready to abandon the path laid out for you and forge a different destiny, one filled with love, passion, and the promise of a lifetime spent in each other's arms. Jaime's eyes widened in surprise, a radiant smile spreading across his face as he returned your kiss with fierce devotion. When you parted, he cradled your face tenderly, his thumbs wiping away the tears that had escaped. "Yes, pet, a thousand times yes," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "I'll marry you, make you mine, and cherish you forever." He sealed his vow with another passionate kiss, pouring all his love and adoration into the embrace. As you melted into each other, the world outside faded away, leaving only the two of you, entwined in a promise of eternal devotion. In that perfect moment, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you would face them hand in hand, united by the unbreakable bond of your love.

With hearts full of joy and promises yet to be kept, you spend the rest of the day and night together, exploring new depths of intimacy and sharing secrets long held close. As dawn breaks, you lie contentedly in each other's arms, the reality of your decision settling comfortably within you. With a sigh of pure happiness, you snuggle closer to Jaime, your breath warm against his chest. "Thank you," you whisper, your voice barely audible above the gentle rise and fall of his breathing. "For showing me the way to true happiness." Jaime stirred gently at your whispered thanks, his arms tightening around you instinctively. He pressed a tender kiss to the top of your head, his lips curving into a smile against your hair. "No, pet, thank you," he murmured, his voice roughened by sleep and emotion. "For trusting me, for opening your heart to me, and for giving me the greatest gift imaginable - your love." He shifted slightly, tilting your chin up to meet your gaze. The love and adoration shining in his eyes mirrored the depth of feeling in your own. "Together, we'll build a life worth living, filled with laughter, passion, and endless adventures." With those words, he captured your lips once more, the kiss sealing not only your love but also the unwavering commitment you had made to each other. Your body responded eagerly to Jaime's renewed ardor, desire rekindling within you like a flame fanned by a sudden gust of wind. You arched into his touch, your hands roaming over the planes of his back, tracing the contours of muscle and sinew. "Make love to me," you breathed against his lips, your voice husky with need. "Show me again how much you love me, how much you cherish me." Your words ignited a fire in Jaime's eyes, and he rolled you onto your backs, his body covering yours as he settled between your thighs. Slowly, reverently, he entered you, his hardness filling you completely as he began to move. Each thrust was a testament to his love, each kiss a seal upon your shared devotion.

As the sun rose higher in the sky, casting golden shafts of light across the bed, Jaime continued to worship your body with a tender passion that left you breathless and trembling. "So good for me." His fingers danced over your sensitive flesh, coaxing gasps and moans from your lips as he brought you ever closer to the precipice of ecstasy. "So beautiful and perfect." Just when you thought you could take no more, he changed the angle of his hips, driving deep inside you and sending shockwaves of pleasure radiating through your core. "Tell me how much you like it." Your nails raked down his back as you clung to him, your cries of rapture mingling with his guttural groans of bliss. "Oh God, Jaime! Yes, just like that!" Your words dissolved into incoherent pleas as he pounded into you, the force of his thrusts pushing you up the bed. "Harder, please! Make me come undone!" The room spun around you, colors bleeding together as your senses narrowed to the feel of his cock stretching you, filling you, claiming you utterly. Your inner walls clenched around him, desperate for release, and Jaime's answering grunt told you he was close too. "Now, Jaime! I'm so close, don't stop!" With a final, brutal plunge, he buried himself to the hilt, and your bodies shuddered as you crested the peak together, waves of intense pleasure crashing over you in a torrent of sensation. As the aftershocks of your climax rippled through you, Jaime collapsed on top of you, his weight a comforting pressure against your sweat-slicked skin. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, his hot breath fanning over your pulse point as he struggled to catch his own breath. "Mine," he growled softly, the possessive claim sending a thrill through you even in the aftermath of your shared release. After a moment, he lifted his head, his eyes dark with satisfaction and adoration as they met yours. "Forever and always, pet. We're bound together now, in every way that matters." With a gentle kiss, he rolled off you, pulling you into his arms as you both drifted off to sleep, lost in the afterglow of their forbidden love.

[kingdoms-and-empires]

Adoriel's Tears Review

I recently had to go travel and read a few works that I never got around to reading but was interested in.

PLEASE REMEMBER THIS REVIEW IS DONE BY ME AS A READER AND IS MY OWN OPINION.

This means I will review in accordance to my own tastes, how the game caters to me, and what I feel. Do not take my word as gospel, what I may not be interested in or dislike, may be what YOU are interested and love!!!

@adoriels-tears-if

Synopsis:

Adoriel's Tears are a gift.

A light offered to the inhabitants of Terrybiël to end the conflicts that oppress the Four Peoples and eradicate the evil that was crawling on the continent.

But every light has its shadow and sometimes gifts are poisonous. For if magic comes from the heart, it takes a soul to master it, and fortunate are those who manage to find it. Without a counterpart, without a familiar, a Tear is nothing.

Just a curse. A child of madness. The darkness on Terrybiël. What must be destroyed before they destroy you.

Adoriel's Tears are a gift. At least for the others.

You're long past the point where your heart and soul should be singing together, and yet you're gifted. That's what made you lose everything you had as a child. Now, an opportunity presents itself. Should you take it, is it the right thing to do?

Without a soul and with a magic you can't control, the journey will be a risky one.

Especially since the smell of madness and blood is getting heavier and heavier on Terrybiël. Will you be able to fix everything, to find what you're looking for? Nothing is less sure.

And yet, this voice is calling you, whispering:

Come ! Come to me ! Come to me and don't be afraid.

Review:

The Good: Tobias is Ken, do not fight me on this.

Also, i wasnt aware what Snow was until i looked it up:

SO FREAKING CUTE!

Anyways, I had a lot of fun with this one. It lures you into a false sense of security and wholesomeness only to abruptly show the player and MC the reality of the world. That their mother had been protecting them for a reason. The family dynamics, relationships between characters, and drama crafted got me in my feels enough to care! I also got to name my plushie rabbit Optimus Prime, which was fucking hilarious:

Also i had alot of fun with the parental drama the MC can have with their father

Ashleyn:

And with his fuckboi bros:

Adoriel's Tears does that thing really well, that thing that lets the reader fill in the blanks and make up their own assumptions for the characters until we actually meet them. Plus it lets us act out and be brats so we can break the hearts of all the adults around us that try their best!

Also there's moments like this:

That honestly just adds that bit of humor that works without cause friction for the rest of the tone.

There was also a specific passage that felt emotionally charged and intense. Youll know what im talking about once you reach it, because it is very memorable. Without spoiling, it feels like justice coming forth to smite those that have wronged you.

The Bad: I know that Chapter 1 is a transfer from the original Choicescript, and it shows. The author has already expressed wanting to polish and clean it up, which i think is the right step as the second chapter and onwards have a clear jump in quality. There were numerous spelling and grammatical errors, but given that chapter 1 is four years old, and that the author is not a native English speaker (is French) that can be excused and fixed. I was able to submit errors I came across, so the author will be able to fix what i found in a future update. I do recommend that those who play any IF out there to submit anything they find as authors need us to beta test! Their eyes literally begin to glaze over the words theyve seen for the thousandth time lol.

The Ugly: I encountered moments where the MC feels very sensitive and too friendly, or the opposite where the choices can give an extreme negative reaction in response. I'd like for the inclusion of a more middle ground MC. In addition to that, there where times where my immersion (self insert, remember) broke as my boy MC felt too "feminine" without letting us choose to act it or not. Idk how to describe it other than that lol, but it stood out to me.

The Aftermath: I would recommend this to anyone that wants a good family dynamic/drama, and if characters and their relationships with each other are important to you. There's a lot of promise, potential, and "oh shit" moments that can/will happen (18+ tag, remember?) that only leaves me wanting more. The worldbuilding done allows for some really gripping story telling, and from what we see so far, itll impact the story. Seriously, the worldbuilding here is unique, and WILL stand out as we keep seeing the same ole same ole elsewhere in this genre. It's a fantasy story that keeps itself grounded by using likable characters who have realistic flaws that provide entertainment for us.

[vibratingskull]

If we are talking about sub!Thrawn

How about one were he lost his virginity to reader at royal imperial and has been reader sub since then.

Maybe with some smut, go with whatever your hearts desire.

Sub!Thrawn is consumming me right now... I just slightly tweaked the timeline, I just cannot imagine him having sex with someone he knows for only three months, I hope it's okay for you.

Gorgeous art by @sinnuous

Thrawn x F!reader

Tags : Submissive!Thrawn, loss if virginity, aphrodisiac, shibari, penis cage, restraints, face sitting, P in V, creampie, breeding kink

Thrawn being casually Aroace in my fics? Who would have thought ? 😏

You intently look at the picture and look back at your cord knots. Yeah... Good enough for a new try! You take a step back to observe your masterpiece. Thrawn is sitting naked on a stool, his mighty body wrapped in shibari knots, adorning his vibrant blue skin, making a walking piece of art. 

You cover your mouth with your two hands, refraining from an excited giggle rising in your throat. 

“What is the final result?” Thrawn asks, turning his red gaze to you. 

“It’s... magnificent.” You can only say. 

You hook two fingers in one knot, testing the cords. 

“How is it?” You ask. 

Thrawn breath deeply and rolls his powerful muscles to test the restraints. 

“Tighter please.” He demands. 

You adjust the deep red ropes, so ravishing on his deep blue skin. You pull on the ropes, tightening them. 

“Tighter.” He demands again. 

“Are you sure?” You ask, “We never tried this tight before.” 

“I am curious, please tighten the knots again.” He responds with his deep melodious voice. 

You pull the ropes again, observing how they bite into his flesh. Thrawn greets his teeth and hisses as the shibari compress his muscles like never before. You keep going, knowing that if need be, he will use your safe word to stop everything. But he never does. 

“Now?” You ask, weary of the cords around his thick throat. 

He exhales between his teeth, his head thrown backward in a mix of pain and pleasure. He rolls his shoulders to test his restraints, appreciating the compression of his muscles. 

“Perfect.” He judges, “That is... Perfect.” 

You circle him, observing the final result, how the cords cross and wave and tie around his body. They are quite thin to be discreet and invisible under clothes but they are damn strong, no risk for Thrawn to inadvertently tear one apart. You take his hand to guide him to the big mirror of the suite, to let him observe his new body. 

He remains silent, observing every minute detail, every knot dancing on his flesh. You look at him with a big smile, proud of your work. 

“Do you like it?” You ask. 

“This is... Glorious. You outdid yourself, Ch’acah.” He compliments you, tracing the cords on his arm. 

This is not your first Shibari rodeo but those knots are new for you, but the results are so worth it! You place yourself behind him, raising on your toes, and lick his cheek with a satisfied grin. 

“Satisfied, my sweet?” 

“Yes, ma’am.” He breathes as your hand comes caressing his throat, lazily squeezing it. “Thank you, ma’am.” 

You hum satisfied and peck his cheek. Thrawn fascination for art also appears in the bedroom and making him a breathing piece of art is a must during foreplay for him! He just loves becoming your canvas for your sessions, letting you create patterns on his skin. Sometimes he is the one who finds new figures to tie, like today. He submits to you, letting you experiment with your craft for both of your pleasures. 

“On your knees, big boy.” You whisper in his ear, nibbling his lobe. 

Your high heels resonate in the suite as you walk to fetch your accessories. He obeys and gets on his knees, his red eyes getting foggy with desire and eagerness to submit. His breath gets shorter as you review your different options lying on his desk. You have cuffs, crops, blindfolds, paddles, gags and gags bars, clamps, floggers... A lot of options! 

You both quickly realized  Thrawn absolutely loves to be restrained in some way, with cuffs, ribbons, cords, or tape. His hands, his legs, tied to the bed or behind his back, nailed to the floor, wall or hanging from the ceiling... And then he let you play with his exposed and defenseless body, teasing him, torturing him, toying with him. He relinquished all of his powers to you. 

Trusting you completely. 

You reminisce about the start of your relationship, how you took Eli and Thrawn “under your wing” in the Academy, begrudgingly becoming friends, taming each other. What was your surprise when you learned you followed them both on the Blood Crow, apparently your time together wasn’t over yet. 

You fooled around with some male and female colleagues, having fun while Thrawn and Eli kept to their art and Excel sheets. That’s around this time you learned you liked to take control in the bedroom, seeing others submit at your feet. 

Is was thrilling! Exhilarating! New and fresh!  

How they tried to get back control, and how you fought to keep command. You always came up on top, always finding the trick or the sweet little thing making them submit to your will. 

Some were easy, some were reluctant, but you always found a way... 

You even slept with that bitch Rossi in exchange for her promise to not punish Thrawn after one of his “political miscalculations” of one of his tactical prowess during a mission. She thought you would be a piece of cake, that she would have some free fun and come back on her words to punish Thrawn as it pleased her. 

How wrong she was... 

She did not punish Thrawn after the night you spent together and she stayed pretty much away from your trio until you got your new affectations. 

You never told Thrawn about that. Maybe you were already falling for him at that time... No, in retrospect you definitely had fallen for him! But you didn’t know it back then. So you kept meeting them both, bitching with Eli about Rossi, playing cards with Thrawn, drinking with them both... 

Nice times. 

For your next post, you specifically asked to follow Lieutenant Thrawn wherever he might go, because frankly, things could get so batshit crazy with him that you found it both hilarious and terribly worrying for the health of your two friends. You needed to keep an eye on those two walking catastrophes.  

And the Navy obliged. 

You followed him on the next ship, your relationship growing and flourishing into something new but undiscovered still. You regularly played Shah-Tezh together in your or his cabin, he taught you new strategies and slowly, you were growing on him, unbeknownst to both of you. 

And then. 

Came that mission... 

The one that turned your relationship around. 

It started rather mundane, you were both sent as escort to a diplomat to bordering worlds of the Empire for a political soiree. Let’s just say Thrawn was less than thrilled. 

“Knowing you will be at my side ease my worries, my friend.” He said to you. 

You smiled at him, promising to run to his rescue if he ever ended up in a political conversation with one of the aliens. You had to abide by the dress code and you appeared in an evening gown and Thrawn in a black suit. You discreetly checked him out, the suit was deliciously tight and becoming on him. He looked like a full-course dinner. 

You abstained from any comment, of course, Thrawn wouldn’t have appreciated to get objectified like that. 

Or so you thought... 

You appeared in the ballroom arm-in-arm, the diplomat had ordered you to remain discreet and not be too obvious in your mission, so you watched over them, pretending to be simple guests.  

As the only alien of the Navy and not yet recognized for his true genius, Thrawn was perceived as disposable and was designated as a poison tester for the diplomat. Any dish or drink they wanted to taste, Thrawn had to taste first. In solidarity with your “good friend”, you tasted everything with him. 

Until at some point you tasted the same glass of a certain sparkly champaign and advised the diplomat to not touch it, the taste was... something else. None of your chemical reactive you had detected any deadly poison, so you expected to endure stomach pain for some hours. 

Uncomfortable but manageable. 

How wrong you were... 

Around 10 minutes after you start to feel hot and sweaty all of a sudden with some vertigo to spice things up. You immediately searched for Thrawn to check up on him, finding him taking fresh air on the balcony. He had his usual cool and detached tendencies but he was sweating too and his hand holding down the rail was trembling slightly, very unlike him! 

You seized his arm and pulled him back inside, groped Eli to tell him you headed towards the infirmary. You walked side to side in those long and torturous corridors, the silence only broken up by your increasingly short breaths. You forced open a door with a kick, thinking it was the closed infirmary only to discover it was a bedroom. 

Crap! 

It will had to do, your organism refused to go farther without relief. You were now hot and, to your horror, bothered. 

Did you drink an aphrodisiac? You gave a side glance to Thrawn in the hope he would be able to make a sane decision because you were in no state to make any informed choice yourself, only to realize he was in worse shape than you! Laying against the wall, his head thrown backward, his breath was only a painful hiss, his apple bobbing up and down as he gulped with difficulties. He sat down on the bed and opened his collar with a trembling hand, sweat trickling down his temple, breath short and painful.  

“Take your shower first.” He gentlemanly proposed, “I will go after you.” 

“With all due respect sir, you look way worse than me.” You retorted. 

Whatever they put in this glass, Chiss are more sensible to it than humans. 

He held his head in his hand like it was too heavy to stand on his neck, messing his hair up, he breathed through his greeted teeth. He may appeared just a little roughed up, but it was so unlike him to act as such you didn’t even try to guess the real discomfort he was in. 

“Nonsense.” He retorted with a raspy voice, his melodious tessitura even deeper than usual and that stroke you straight to your core you had to press your thighs to silence the longing of your awakening desire, “I am perfectly fine, nothing a fresh shower will not fix.” 

The effect of his voice on you was so powerful you chose to run under the shower without any other words to not be in the same room as him. He always looked good to you, but under the raw effect of the aphrodisiac, he was absolutely ravishing. 

A true apparition. 

You came out of the icy cold shower still as hot and bothered. It had absolutely no effect whatsoever! You felt yourself trembling with such lust and desire you never felt before! So much so that you considered bashing your head in the wall a viable option. 

You gulped and re-entered the bedroom to discover Thrawn laying on the bed, his black jacket nonchalantly thrown on the desk, is white chemise halfway undone, revealing toned pecs to your gaze. 

Oh dear Maker, that will be a trial, is it not? 

He raises back in a sitting position at your arrival, restrained relief painted on his face. 

“Lieutenant commander.I trust the shower was beneficial.”  

“No...” You reveal, “Not at all.” 

He looked at you with a closed expression. 

“That is unfortunate news.” He simply said, “Those effects might last hours, we are in no shape to pursue our mission like that.” He held his chin in his fingers, searching for a solution. 

Like it wasn’t evident enough... 

None of you two wanted to say it but you both knew what was going to happen was inevitable. 

“Listen.” You initiated action, “We are both adults. Let’s get done with it, the sooner we get to it, the sooner it will end.” You came next to him, taking his hand in yours. 

He looked at you intently with a mixed expression of surprise and... shock. 

“I do not think this is a good idea, Lieutenant Commander.”  

“You have another idea?” 

He turned his head away from your gaze, admitting his lack of resources in such a situation. You smiled at him, squeezing his hand gently. 

“Come on, Commandant. A man of your experience surely isn’t afraid of a simple woman?” You joked, laughing in the hope of relaxing the atmosphere, “Your collection of lovers must be impressive, what’s one more to your body count?” 

He sighed, ruffling his hair, his head in his palm, clearly displeased.  

Okay, ouch? 

“Okay, I’m maybe not to your taste but no need to look so disgusted.” You laughed acidic. 

“No, (Y/n), no. You truly are a beautiful woman and any man would be honored to have a chance with you, but...” 

“But?” 

“I...” He started, looking at you with some despair you never saw in his eyes before sighing, “I have never been intimate with anyone before.” 

You remained mute at that news, your eyes wide open and mouth agape. 

A full minute passed looking at each other, you absolutely dumbfounded by that revelation and him awaiting your reaction, hoping you would go easy on him. 

“I do not believe you for a second.” You finally left out 

Him? A virgin? Mister handsome face, smooth voice, and sculpted body? Mister dy humor gentleman? This was not possible. You couldn’t believe nobody never tried to sink their teeth in the meal he could offer! Granted he is not the smoothest in social situations, but still! You saw some real pieces of shit collecting suitors, why not him? 

“That is the truth nonetheless.” He softly insisted, his breathing worsening again. 

“But... How?” You asked flabbergasted. 

He shrugged like your question made no sense at all. 

“It simply never happened. I never pursued such intimacy in my life.” 

“And nobody ever proposed to you? I find it really hard to believe.” 

“Why?” 

Was this man for real? 

“You are handsome and carved by the gods! Maybe a little aloof but you care and you have delicate dispositions. A lot of people with way less to offer get asked regularly! And you tell me you had no opportunity ever? Sorry but no, that’s not adding up.” 

He looked at you with rounder and rounder eyes. 

“Nobody ever referred to me in such terms.” He just said, surprised. “I never knew you looked at me in such a way either...” 

You cleared your throat, calculating your error. 

“I just find it hard to believe, that’s all...” You tried to save yourself. 

“I never took someone to bed before and never intended to. At least not in the immediate future.” He corrected himself “I never saw my fellow beings in such light. I never felt this urge before.”  He explained, gulping in his discomfort. 

“Well... I’ll agree with you this is not the most romantic setting for a first time.” You conceded “You want to try and wait?” You proposed. 

You’re not about to force someone to sleep with you, aphrodisiac or not. He seemed to weigh the pros and cons, before straightening his back and rolling his head like he was preparing himself for a trial. 

“We have a mission to accomplish, Lieutenant Commander. If we must go through it to become operative again... This is our duty to act on it.” He said assertively. 

How romantic... 

You spin your seated position to face him fully. 

“Alright. Let’s go.” You agree. 

He looked at you intently, like he was expecting more reluctance or shyness on your part. You looked back in his eyes unashamed.  

You were torn on your end, in some way you were really glad you got a chance with Thrawn, he always was to your taste, both body and mind. On the other side, what kind of fucked up setting was that? 

“I am going to kiss you, Lieutenant Commander.” He announced with a trembling tone. 

His hand tentatively came cupping your cheek. His palm was deliciously warm and his skin soft and smooth. Your mind immediately wandered to the rest of his body, is he as soft everywhere? You mentally shook your head. 

He very slowly approached his lips to yours, stopping only a mere centimeter away. You could feel his jerked breath on your lips and waited for him to close the gap, you wanted to go at his rhythm, letting him set the pace. That was the least you could do for him. 

You reopened your eyes when he still didn’t kiss you yet. What is he waiting for? 

“Thrawn?” You gently called. 

“Yes?” He said, but the hesitation in his tone was apparent. 

“Did you ever kiss someone before?” You asked softly, trying to get him to open up. 

He breathed deeply. 

“Once. And it was a disaster.” 

“Do you want me to show you?” 

“I... Yes, Lieutenant Commander. Your experience in this field is superior to mine.” 

You snorted. 

“Okay, one thing. Drop the ranks. We are friends and we are in this situation together. Call me by my name.” 

He shaked his head. 

“That would be disrespectful of me.” 

“I’m going to be frank with you: the ranks make me uncomfortable right now. Let's use our names, it will make things easier.” 

His lips stretched into a fine line. Clearly, he is not comfortable at all. 

“Very well. I will trust you on that.” He conceded. 

“Nice. Close your eyes, Thrawn. Let me show you how is it done.” You whispered. 

You looked at him breathing through his nose and closing his eyelids. You gently took his gorgeous face in your hands and kissed his lips tenderly. You kept it chaste, just trying to get him to relax a little. 

And he did. He started to respond to the kiss, not trying to take command or anything, simply testing the waters and the limits of this intimate act. You pecked his lips again and pushed your tongue inside to meet his, he let you explore as you wanted, focusing on his breath. Your tongues danced together, hugging each other, gently brushing and teasing each other. 

When you reopened your own eyes you realized you were lying on top of him, both breathless, your hand disheveling his hair and your lips swollen. He opened his eyes slightly, letting only a ray of red light peak as he tried to get back his breath. You smiled comfortingly at him, gently caressing his sharp cheek. 

“Was it better?” You asked. 

“It was a completely different experience.” He admitted, his heart beating fast against yours, “Could we try it again?”  

“Of course.” You chuckled. 

And one thing leading to the other you relieved each other of the pain and discomfort of the aphrodisiac. Thrawn proved himself an inexperienced but eager-to-learn student. You kept things vanilla, only leading the dance for him to find his steps and it was a very pleasurable experience.  

He kept asking if you would like it if he touched you there, if it would increase your pleasure if he tried this movement, willing to experiment. He was cautious of any new act before rapidly getting the gist of it and enjoying himself. You almost thought he would stop you when you lowered himself to give him head but he trusted you and let you guide him in the sea of pleasure he felt for the first time in his life! 

You rarely took care of virgins and tried your best to make it enjoyable for him. You rode him slowly, letting him appreciate the feelings of his cock getting squeezed by a pussy for the first time, he held on to your hips desperately, throwing his head back in the pillow with breathy moans. He let you lead the way without any fuss, obeying your instructions like a good soldier. 

You will humbly admit you lost a little of your control when you bit down his shoulder. You swear it was unintentional, you were simply kissing his neck as you lazily rode him, pressing your two bodies together when your instincts ordered you to bite down that beautiful blue flesh. 

The lecherous gasp that escaped him... You almost lost it all at that moment. 

“Do it again.” He breathed, “Please, (Y/n), bite me again.” He almost begged in his daze, pushing your head down the crook of his muscular neck. 

No need to ask you twice! 

He uncontrollably cummed inside your pussy as your teeth sank back into his skin. He apologized profusely, asking for your forgiveness when you just had difficulties not exploding laughing! Of course, you were on birth control, with a sex life as active as yours it was imperative. You calmed him down with an amused smile, easing his worries. 

You felt way better and Thrawn too! For two minutes top before the effects came back with a vengeance...  

His face turning back in his flustered purple shade he took your hand, trembling, and asked you if you minded staying a little longer to keep him company while he waited for them to go away... 

Wishful thinking... 

You never got to come back to the ballroom, spending the night in each other embrace, having sweet and lazy sex, letting him discover the limits and discovering what he was into together. 

He held you close in your sleep, a faint purr resonating in his throat as he hugged you close. 

You awoke the next morning to Thrawn gently caressing your cheek. 

“How was it?” You asked, “Do you feel better?” 

“It was... An unexpectedly good experience.” He gently smiled at you. “I thank you for teaching me, it was truly enlightening.”  

“I am just a little sad you had to experience like that with me. You should have had the right to discover it with a lover, in better circumstances.” You responded a little demoralized for him. 

It was not in your right to take his first time, he should have had the choice of his partner. 

“In retrospect, I am glad it was you.” He confessed, kissing your knuckles “I trust you with my life, my friend. It was the best scenario possible.” 

You smiled, a bit relieved. 

None of you spoke to Eli about that mission and you tried to keep it cool and relaxed between you two, but none of you could resist looking at the other a little longer, brushing your two hands almost inadvertently, hugging just a little longer than most friends do... 

The tension kept rising until one day Thrawn invited you for your regular Shah-tezh game and you ended up spending it doing something completely different than Shah-tezh, kissing each other on the small bed of his cabin, waving your body on his... 

“Ch’acah?” 

You shake your head, Thrawn’s melodious voice calling you back to the present moment with him in shibari knots and on his knees for you. 

“Is there a problem?” He asks gently, looking at you with a hint of worry in his gorgeous red eyes. 

You smile brightly and lower yourself to kiss him, holding him by the throat. 

“Nothing is wrong, big boy. I was just thinking back to our first times.” 

He purrs in the kiss, eagerly kissing you back. 

“We were clumsy back then.” He noted a touch of amusement in his voice. 

Indeed you were! They were pretty pathetic and hilarious, to be honest. Your errors were naive but genuine, both experimenting and discovering each other limits and boundaries. 

“Do you remember how you destroyed your first harness with sheer strength?” You wonder. 

“You told me to resist.” 

You burst out laughing at that memory, caressing his handsome face. 

“I wanted you to resist for the roleplay! Not to literally break free of your bonds.”  

This harness was just a piece of crap anyway! You were trying restraints for the first time as Thrawn suggested to test it, in retrospect choosing the first price wasn't a bright idea. 

Witnessing Thrawn breaking free of his leather restraints so unexpectantly you started laughing uncontrollably. Like damn, it was so sexy but that was so off-script it threw you off your rhythm and you ended up rolling on the bed, holding your stomach with Thrawn looking at you confused. 

To be fair he didn’t expect the harness to break down so easily either... 

Now you have way better products, but deep down you know he could break them too with a musculature like his. And you would love that, for sure! 

Ten years later, you are still a couple and going strong despite everything thrown at you! 

You peck his nose. 

“Do you want me to free you, big boy?” 

“Yes ma’am.” He purrs, brushing his nose with yours. “Please.” 

You kneel and take off your necklace holding a small key and open the chastity cage around his cock, relieving the tension in his impressive member. He lets out a sigh of relief and you gently stroke his length up and down, not enough to give him an erection, just enough to get rid of any discomfort after so long. 

“How much time did you last, big boy?” 

During your last session he wanted to keep it on, preventing him from getting an erection. You try to see how far you can push his limits, testing his resilience. 

“5 months, ma’am.” 

Damn! 5 months in this contraption? No masturbation nor penetration, you couldn’t hold on that long in his place. 

Let’s not even talk about your difficulty finding a cage accommodating his length and girth... A real headache! 

But he loves the sexual frustration it gives him, the feeling of relief when he finally gets to enter you after a long period in his cage is like anything else he told you. Every sensation gets enhanced and sublimed, giving him even more pleasure. 

Thrawn isn’t even that into sex and sexual release in the first place. He just loves to submit, it helps him relax, emptying his well-ordered mind to blindly follow orders without a second thought. Someday he just likes you tying him down in shibari knots and going about his day with the compression of the cords under his clothes for the whole day. 

The simple act of tying the cords around his body and creating art is enough for him, it is intimate enough to his taste, no need to get down and dirty. 

Not to say he neglects your own needs, not at all! He bought you plenty of toys and loves to go down on you, he simply doesn’t feel the urge to go all the way. If you ask him to help to masturbate he will gladly take some time off his busy schedule to indulge you. Sometimes you just want him to observe how you fuck yourself on your toys, he sits down in his favorite chair and doesn’t lose a crumb of the spectacle, complimenting you on your stamina and beautiful expressions as you pleasure yourself, addressing you in your favorite titles. 

Sometimes he will join and finger you like you taught him to do, sometimes he will remain an enthusiastic spectator.  

“It allows me to learn how you prefer to be touched.” He let you one day know when you asked him if he even liked to watch you going at it while he did nothing, imprisoned in his cage, “I experience a facet of sex I do not usually live through, and it is simply a beautiful sight to witness, Ch’acah. I love watching and hearing you giving yourself pleasure.” He reassured you. 

You regularly hold “meetings” together in your suite to propose new ideas and new kinks, sometimes you just want to make a show of the new leather corset you bought. Sometimes you just talk about your last experiences, what you liked and would prefer to do differently, both lying on the bed, looking into each other eyes, caressing hands. 

Vulnerable and sensitive.  

Simply intimate... Close to one another. 

But from time to time he does appreciate going all the way with you. You are the only one in the universe who got to see this part of him and you are thankful for that. 

You stand back up and present him with your shoe. 

“Kiss.” You order, your hands on your hips. 

He leans forward and reverently kisses your shoe, pecking the diamond adorning it before giving it a lick, slowly reaching your ankle, and kissing his way up your leg. You close your eyes, appreciating the sensation of his lips on your flesh. 

He stops at your knee and looks up at you with a puppy look you were shocked he had. He hugs your leg while looking at you already entering subspace with a dazed expression. He can enter it so rapidly, looking at you with such a ravishing expression, his red eyes shining brighter in the dim light. He kisses your knees, looking into your eyes with eyes half-closed, a slight moan escaping his mouth. 

“You are handsome, do you know that?” You asks with a satisfied sigh. 

Of course he knows, you never lose an occasion to tell him. 

“Thank you, ma’am. You are magnificent yourself.” He whispers. 

You caress his hair, brushing his ear with your thumb.  

“You promise to be good?”  

“Yes, anything to please you, Ma’am.” He breathes softly. 

“On the bed, big boy.” 

He stands up instantly and lays on the bed obediently. You let the tip of your fingers dance on his legs, from his foot to his hip, drawing little patterns on his muscles until you take his cock in your hand and gently stroke it. You play with his tip, circling his crown with your thumb. He hisses and whimpers under your touch, all his sensations multiplied by his time in the cage. 

“Will you tie me down?” He gasps, “Please, ma’am?” 

“Not yet, my big boy. Wait a little more.” You promise him. 

You lean forward to kiss his tip already leaking pre-cum. You hop on the bed and throw your leg on the other side of his head, looking down at him, hovering over his face. 

“First I want you to put your mouth to good use, alright?”  

He nods, his hands already coming to grope your hips and inviting you down towards his eager lips. You sit down comfortably on his face and he immediately gets to work, licking your pussy voraciously. 

How he loves that... 

You hold onto the frame of the bed, to not completely suffocate him. Not that he would mind. You can feel his flexible wet tongue trailing your slit conscientiously, licking up and down as he digs his fingers into the flesh of your hips. He makes indecent sounds, getting his fill of your sex. He gently kisses your pussylips and starts focusing on your clit, sucking on it, making it roll between his blue lips.  

A shudder strikes through your entire body, shaking your entire being between his hands. You throw your head backward, mouth open under the pleasure. 

Damn! He’s so good at it! 

You feel your stomach muscles contracting under his care and the fire between your legs spreads through your veins, teasing your nerve endings. 

“Good. Keep going, Ch’acah.” You praise, “AH! Do not stop!” 

“Of course, ma’am.” He docilely answers. 

He resumes his diligent work, playing with your pearl, teasing it with the tip of his tongue. He suddenly gives a long lick with the flat of his tongue from one end of your slit to the other. You can feel your wetness dripping off you, and he opens his mouth wide open to receive it on his tongue, a purr of raw satisfaction emanating from him. He drinks it down greedily, gulping your essence down his throat with glee. 

He forces your hips down further against his face, asphyxiating himself between your thighs. You try to raise your hips to not choke him but he firmly holds you in place against his swollen lips. 

“Do you enjoy my pussy, my sweet?” You investigate with a voice dripping with pleasure. 

“Yes, ma’am, a lot.” He asserts “I absolutely love it.”  

He goes back to licking you without missing a bit, kissing and sucking avidly. Your legs start trembling under the bliss you are feeling coursing through your limbs.  

“Fuck!” You cannot help but curse as he suddenly gives short and quick licks at your clit, darting his tongue, flicking it rapidly. 

You feel your slick and his drool rolling down his jaw and your thighs. Your hands leave the bedframe to seize his head, griping his hair desperately as you ride his tongue and mouth furiously. He keeps drinking your sweet nectar, his purrs growing louder and louder. 

You gasp his name as you cum, squirting in his mouth, a shudder shaking your entire body. Thrawn’s body quivers as you feel his hands squeezing your hips. You inadvertently press his face against your greedy pussy before promptly releasing him. You raise your hips to release the tension on his jaw but his head follows your movement, finishing to licking you clean.  

You sit down on his stomach, sweaty and out of breath, as he licks his lips like he just ate a tasty dinner. His satiated expression sends new shivers down your core. He wipes his lips with a loud purr, looking at you bedazzled. 

You lean forward to capture his lips, tasting yourself on his tongue. He embraces you close in his arms as you lick his lips. 

“Did you have fun, big boy?”  

“Yes, ma’am. Thank you.” He kisses you back. 

You sit back and turn to take care of his big cock when you notice a white, sticky substance soiling his lower stomach and the cords there. You look at it for a second, incredulously. 

“Did you cum?” You ask stunned. 

“Yes, ma’am. I could not control myself, I am sorry.” 

You cannot refrain from snorting. He cummed licking your pussy, like you could ever get mad at him for that! 

You swiftly peck the tip of his nose and leave the bed to head to the desk where all your accessories are waiting for you. You choose a bar gag and cuffs and come back to your lover. 

Thrawn gives you his hands without you having to ask and you tie them together before tying them to the bedframe.  

“Open your mouth, big boy.” You gently place the bar between his teeth and close it behind the back of his head. 

It is just tight enough for him to be able to spit it out and pronounce his safe word if need be. The bar design also allows for better breathing and greater comfort. You mount him again and take his girth in your hand to align it with your entrance. You let yourself sink on it slowly, mouth open in a perfect ‘O’ as his shaft gently pushes past your flesh, invading your secret temple. Once fully seated your pussy is filled to the brim, you feel stuffed like always with him. 

“You are soooo big, Ch’acah.” You praise, contracting your inner muscles to squeeze his cock and tease him. “You always fill me so much!” 

He gasps, already on edge. He loves the compliments, the praises, your adoring tone when you refer to him... You hear him whimpering through the gag and he waves his hips, desperate for friction and delicious sensations. 

“Impatient, are we?” You tease, making sweet circles with your hips to torture him. 

He nods hurriedly, looking at you beseechingly. You can see the muscles of his throat contracting and relaxing repeatedly.  

You place your hands on his large pecs, feeling his heart palpitating against your palm, and start riding him sloppily. His breath gets stuck in his throat and his muscles start rolling under his blue skin. His thick cock easily brushes every sweet spot inside you and you revel in the sensations. 

You can feel his shaft already leaking pre-cum again, mixing with your essence and leaking on his loins. You rise up and down repeatedly, licking his pecs and throat as he mewls and whimpers on his gag. He eagerly meets your pace with his hips, increasing friction and rutting into you.  

Your little pussy is stretched to the max, impaling yourself on his stupidly big cock. It is exactly like his body, long and thick and giving you so much pleasure. You accelerate your pace, sprinting after a new release together. You kiss his bumpy forehead, holding his gorgeous face between your hands, delicately caressing his temples. 

He whines and pleads through the gag, waving his entire body under yours. He drools all over the gag, biting down the bar at the pleasure you give him. 

“Sweet boy.” You whisper into his ear, “You are so good for me, Ch’acah. You are doing so great.”  

You can feel his heart skipping a beat under your hand at the praise. It is quite satisfying to feel. 

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmh... You’re so good at it, my love. You were made for me, don’t you think?” You lick the outer shell of his ear. 

He nods with a long moan, approving your words. 

“Do you want to come inside?” You tease, “Do you want to fill me with your seed? Breed me?” 

He jolts, his entire body contracting under yours, his breath short and heavy. He looks intently at you, fixed only on you, hoping you would let him finish inside. 

He so longs for a little one of himself, a baby he could call his. A baby with you would simply be perfect! He discussed it with you several times already and you have been trying since then. 

“I don’t know if you deserve it.” You bite, looking down at him, “You did come without my authorization after all...” you stop moving altogether. 

Thrawn agitates himself in his restraints, threatening to break them again, scandalized at the idea of getting his right to breed you revoked, even just once. You observe him struggling with great interest and a sadistic smile. 

After all not everything can be fun and game... 

“Careful now...” You boop his nose playfully, “If you don’t behave I’ll pull you out and leave you here.” 

He instantly stops, but he looks at you badly, infuriated, his breath short and quick. You squeeze his cock with your pussy, making him shudder in pure pleasure. 

“You really want it, big guy?” 

He nods again with an animalistic growl raising in his throat. 

“Alright. But only because it is you.” You smirk. “And you better give me your all, mister!” 

And you resume riding at high speed. It is a real workout out but seeing Thrawn crumble between your hands and thighs is such a sight! Your pleasure builds back up rapidly as Thrawn meets your pace with his hips, bullying his length inside you. You lay on his chest and bite down his neck harshly. 

Thrawn cums in a flash, emptying himself inside your greedy pussy. It is so much, you can feel your tender tummy swole up with the quantity he offers you. Thrawn keeps going, feeling that you didn’t cum yet, his tip reaching your cervix with so much ease. You gently kiss him where you bit him, feeling him spurting hot ribbons of seed inside your womb. 

You mewl your pleasure to encourage him before standing back on to ride him properly. With Thrawn eagerness to please you it doesn’t take long at all before you cum too, getting blinded by a white light, your toes curling deliciously. You shout Thrawn’s name, with no regard for who could hear you on the Chimaera before falling on him, exhausted. 

You both remain still, breathless and hearts in a frenzy. You tiredly raise yourself to get rid of his gag and free Thrawn of bounds. He takes a deep breath, lying still. You open the drawer of your bedside table and take out a wipe and you clean his jaw and cheeks of his drool. You kiss his lips and nose tenderly. 

“Are you all right, my love?” You observe his gorgeous face, eyes closed shut and hair disheveled “Do you want something? A glass of water? A bath?” You ask to ease his descent from subspace and orgasm. 

You feel his long arms wrapping around your form, embracing you tight. 

“Just allow me to remain inside for another moment, Ch’acah.” He demands, burying his head in the crook of your neck to inhale your scent. 

“As you wish, Thrawn. Tell me if you need anything.” 

“Hug me tight. That would be a great start.” He proposes kissing your neck gently. 

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[gnostichymns]

Happy October, everyone! As you may already know, Gnostic Hymns is celebrating its first year anniversary this month! It's been a fantastic year full of faces old and new, and we are so happy to have had you along for the ride with us. We've got a lot to get through in this newsletter, so let's get to it!

Spiral Abyss has concluded! We hope you had a fun time getting to test out more of our system than ever before. If you haven't already, please review the closing post for more information on prizes and feedback.

We are introducing a brand new system to the group! As an incentive to keep up activity amongst the group, Gnostic Hymns is introducing monthly artifact rewards! Here's a glimpse at how it'll work:

For every 5 IC posts in a calendar month, muses will gain 1 chance to roll for a tier 1 artifact for a maximum of 3 rolls a month.

Upon claiming 3 tier 1 artifacts, you will be given the opportunity to exchange them for 1 tier 2 artifact of your choosing.

Interactions with the same muse and ask memes will not count for more than 3 IC posts towards this reward each.

Ability to claim these rewards will start in November, with posts from October eligible to claim. We will be providing instructions on how and when to submit your claims closer to time. For those of you who were not involved in Spiral Abyss, you can preview our current artifact options here.

We have also updated our Rules and Guidelines regarding characters with NPC familiars. Going forward, the ruling will be as follows:

Certain NPCs exist in game as designated companions to playable characters, such as Ajaw, Oz, Gouba, Changsheng, and Mr. Tail. Gnostic Hymns will not consider these characters separately appable from their designated playable character, and muns will maintain jurisdiction over their familiars narratively. Following this, however: Gnostic Hymns will consider Clara and Svarog separate characters, allowing them both to exist as appable characters within the group at the same time.

As many of you know, we will be hosting another group-wide event in November to celebrate one full year of GH. Keep your eyes peeled for more information when signups drop next month!

With all this talk of GH turning one year old, so will a number of our members and muses! You'll be seeing anniversary announcements in the Newsletters and Discord server regularly going forward, but a very special shoutout to the very first of us to celebrate in the month of October:

Muns: Alina (10/25), Neffi (10/26), Ree (10/28) Muses: Neuvillette (10/26), Wriothesley (10/28)

Don't forget to fill out or monthly feedback form, especially if you participated in Spiral Abyss. We'd also like to take this moment to remind you all that your feedback matters, regardless of what it is. GH strives to create a healthy and fun environment for its members above all. If you are having trouble with another member, or are unhappy with anything going on among the group, please let us know. We cannot resolve issues we do not know about.

And last but not least, there are new additions to our Swirl commission board, which you can find here!

Thank you all again for being here with us and continually contributing your passion to build this community. It's truly bizarre to think that an entire year has passed and we are still here. We hope for many more to come!

-Mod Alina

[starrytowonder]

The way that manifestation is literally saving my ass on the daily LMFAO 😭😭

Seriously!

I've been having so much fun recently just manifesting stuff to make my life easier lol? I wanted to share some cool things I manifested super recently.

1 - Not needing a lockdown browser when taking a college exam: so I was scheduled to take an exam on my laptop/iPad for my class and the thing is, I have a Chromebook laptop. I didn't want to have to go to the campus library to take the tes because my Chromebook didn't support the lockdown browser AND my setting up the lockdown browser app on the iPad was sketchy and frustrating as hell. So before the test was announced I affirmed like a few times and visualized my teacher saying smth like "you won't need the lockdown browser for the test btw"...anyways that same morning the teacher let us know that we did need the lockdown browser, which went against my visualization, and it made me panic, BUT I managed to quickly calm myself and just reassured that I'd be fine for the exam. The day of the exam, I downloaded the app on my iPad and was basically shitting myself cus I was scared that it would all fuck up...but guess what?? The exam launched WITHOUT the lockdown starting, and it processed perfectly!? I also visualized my desired score range for the exam before I submitted it (canvas auto-grading) and I also got that manifestation as well!! It just goes to show that even if the manifestation seems fucked up in the moment, if you want it then it'll happen lol!

2 - Better health / not being sick: Basically my sister spread her germs all around me and one night I literally FELT my throat start to hurt and I panicked (I have been hospitalized before for a cold and I am traumatized fr) and so that night I reassured myself that I wouldn't get sick and that my throat doesn't hurt. I slept well that night but the morning after I woke up stuffy and the normal cold symptoms showed up. Again I was scared that I had just failed the manifestation and wallowed all day...but I do remember slightly just telling myself that I was not sick. Anyways, today is the day after that, and I am perfectly FINE. No nose stuffiness, no cough, I feel completely normal. This is so spooky to me cus I've never healed from a cold so fast.

3 - Package from AliExpress coming wayyyyy early: If you've ever ordered from there you know the shipping can lag a ton if you choose a store with minimal reviews...and I did that. However, I just affirmed that the package would get here quick. 5 Days later and it's here!! It arrived today lmaooooo 😭😭

Hopefully this post finds people who like some more slice of life "average" manifestation stories lmao. I manifest shit daily and so easily, it really is just a matter of practice. (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

[velvet-cupcake-games]

Tuesday Tidbits: Beta Test Edition!

The beta test for Robin's route is live and I'm busy making fixes! Our build has been submitted to Steam for review, as well. We have a little more work to do before the release, but we're getting very close! Here's what we're up to: Becky: Beta fixes (minimal), completing Love Interest PoV scenes, finishing up the jukebox, compiling the Made Marion Mini-Mega-Guide (Mega-Guide purchasers will receive route guides as the routes are released, and I'll be adding lore stories and art as we go as well). All my items are needed for launch - well, the jukebox completion isn't strictly necessary but it'll just take me an afternoon.

Lawri: Archery Target Cut-In (needed for launch), redoing Alvin's sexy silhouette in the new much-sexier silhouette style (not necessary for launch)

Arrapso: Robin CGs 4-5 (needed for launch).

[that-aspiring-academic]

Alice’s Academic Weekend -

(This is a long one, folks)

So, I have been made aware that while I was so focused on my STEM classes (specifically math) I managed to miss several assignments in my other classes (English, French, PE10, PE9). I also have a unit test on Microbiology tomorrow that I still need to write my notes for, a short horror story due on Friday, and undoubtedly several more assignments that all need to be done before next Monday (the first reporting period deadline).

Given all this I’ve decided to put everything together into order of priority to get my shit together this weekend (and the days leading up to it) -

Wednesday (today) -

Finish writing the bulk of my biology notes ( 7 pages )

Start my note review (bio)

Do PE10 assignments 1A-1B

Finish my Desmos assignment

Start my horror story

Thursday -

Write my cues and summaries for biology (before school)

Get the bulk of my horror story done/rough draft (English, A-block)

Write the rest of my notes review (lunch)

Finish my French idioms assignment

Do sub-chapters 1-3 of my graphing work (after school)

Figure out my plan for RCM L4-5 and finalize my song list

Friday -

Submit any further PE10 work

Finish graphing chapter 3, start chapter 4

Start Biology notes for unit 3 (3 pages w/ cues)

Begin review of Math10 workbook, chapter 1 & midterm review

Finish Horror story, have it peer-reviewed if possible

Saturday -

Household chores

Piano practice, get down The Summersault King w/ LH.

Review RCM L4 theory requirements

Continue independent Desmos project

Contact school support for further details about drug testing volunteer week

Any overdue work (aside from Harrison Bergeron)

Sunday -

Rest day

Maybe math if I have not completed all assigned work in the prior days

I’ve decided to decentralize math, only doing required coursework when it’s due and a bit of review each night outside of test weeks/midterms month.

It is not feasible for me to do as much math work as I’ve been doing at the rate which I’m doing it (entire workbook units in 2-3 days rather than the 3-4 weeks they’re assigned for) as I don’t want to risk burnout and it clearly hasn’t been working, as well as the fact it has been negatively impacting my other classes.

I’m hoping to get close to my last score on my Microbiology test tomorrow (93-95%), though I doubt I’ll score quite as high given that I studied less for this one and rushed myself more. Realistically I’m thinking I’ll get in between 72%-85%, not ideal but not terrible. We are also afforded 2 retests per semester and I have yet to use either of them, so I always have that option.

It’s a lot of volume work-wise for this weekend, but I’m hoping it won’t be too difficult content-wise.

That’s all, wish me luck, folks!!

[askagamedev]

Hi I'm a dev that has moved around a lot, I've not spent more than 2 years on a project and after working at a failed start up, I am struggling to find employment and I really don't understand why. I know I can do the jobs that I am applying for and would be able to add value to teams and projects. I'm not sure what more I can do to make myself employable. I'm beginning to worry that I've been tarred with a certain brush because I've readily left studios to pursue other opportunities.

In my experience, if you are finding yourself stalled in the job search and you feel your sample size is sufficient, it is time to examine the evidence and decide whether you need to adjust your strategy. The hiring process is fairly boilerplate.

Submit your resume/CV and cover letter if you have one

Phone/Video Conference Interview

Technical or skills take-home test

On-site or Video Conference Interview

Job Offer

As you pass each step, you proceed to the next. If a job seeker cannot expect to advance to a particular step regularly, it likely means that the previous step needs some work. Many new to the industry don't get callbacks because their CVs aren't properly tailored to the job they hope to get. Others have difficulty with interviews thanks to nerves. The important thing is to identify what step you're having trouble with and focus on improving it. I noticed that I would often make it to the take-home test part of any candidacy, but would most often get the rejection or radio silence after completing the test. I then started doing review passes on my own work and asking others I trusted to help review my work before submitting my exams, and that significantly improved my overall advancement to the on-site interview stage. Practicing interviews with others or getting someone to review your resume may help things advance.

Finding a job has an element of luck involved - there's your skills, there's what the employer is looking for, and there's the timing window where both of you line up and find each other within that window. Sometimes a job opportunity just isn't the right fit for you. We can't really control those. What we can control, however, is minimizing any unforced errors we might make so that we don't sabotage ourselves when the opportunity presents itself. We do this by identifying our weak points in the hiring process and focus on improving them. We can use our overall job-hunting process results as a metric for evaluating our progress.

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[84queenspark]

ROUND 1 COMPLETED AHEAD OF SCHEDULE, ROUND 2 LIKELY IN MID-FEBRUARY 2025

Congratulations to everyone who was admitted in Round 1. Their notification emails were sent by 8:00 pm (Toronto time) on December 11th.

NOT OFFERED ADMISSION IN ROUND 1?

Additional offers will be made in Rounds 2 and 3, therefore it is erroneous to think that if you weren’t admitted in Round 1, then you will not be admitted at all.

Only in March at Round 3 will refusals and wait lists be determined. Until then, everyone with a completed file who has not been notified, will be kept viable through all rounds automatically.

Therefore there is absolutely:

No need to contact us to check if you were admitted, check your spam/junk folder, but know that we’ll get a hold of you one way or the other if you were admitted, and your OLSAS account will display an offer after three business days following our email notification.  

No need to contact us with updates to your autobiographical sketch activities, in fairness to all applicants really, don’t do this, and moreover, the OLSAS instructions do not permit it.  

No need to contact us to check if your file is complete, as long as the documents are at OLSAS, they’ll be sent to us, so check with OLSAS if unsure.  

No need to contact us to express your desire to be a new law student, you’ve applied, therefore you’ve already demonstrated your desire. Please do not provide unrequested documents including letters/emails of continued interest.  

No need to contact us about changes to your LSAT test dates, instead update the LSAT test date information on your OLSAS account, as we will get the update from OLSAS. Please read our November 26th blog.  

No need to speculate whether the November LSAT score was considered, since we stated in our last post that scores received at OLSAS by December 9th were considered. Nevertheless, with the score, an offer of admission may not have been made at this point in the cycle. Once again, we remind you that (re)consideration is automatic for the next rounds.

Your admission is based on the strength of your file among the applicant pool at the time of review, so please be patient until the very last round in March.

IMPORTANT: UPDATED TRANSCRIPT REMINDER

If you had courses in progress at the Nov 1 OLSAS application deadline, then the OLSAS application instructions require you to arrange for an updated official transcript with the final grades for the current semester to be submitted to OLSAS directly from the issuing school. FOR THE UPDATED OFFICIAL TRANSCRIPT

The deadline for OLSAS to receive the transcript is February 1, 2025.  

Before ordering, please ensure that the transcript will actually include the final grades for all newly completed courses.   

Official transcripts from a student exchange/study abroad are required to be submitted directly from the HOST school to OLSAS. It is easier to make the arrangements (now) with the host school while you are still attending the school, rather than after you return to your home school. A WES Canada evaluation is not required if your home school, on its own transcript, will grant credit for the exchange/study abroad. Typically, the home school does not include on its transcript, the performance grade from the host school.  

Applicants whose WES Canada evaluations are currently in-progress,  should also arrange for an updated official transcript to be sent to OLSAS directly, while they await the WES evaluation. Do not arrange for another WES evaluation with the new grades. .

Please take the time to read and follow the OLSAS information on current transcripts in-progress, which details the standard requirements for all of the Ontario law schools. at https://www.ouac.on.ca/guide/olsas-transcript/#current-transcripts

HOLIDAY BREAK

The JD Admissions Office will be closed for the UofT holiday break starting on December 19th. We will re-open on January 6th.

In late January we will update the blog with more precise dates for when Round 2 notifications may be expected, since the timing will be affected by the February 2nd score release date of the January LSAT.

All the best! JD Admissions Office

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[enterpris]

An Education in Attraction, Chapter 18

Pairing: Reader x Gojo

Summary: It’s spring when you start your Master’s degree. As the flowers and leaves unfold, so too do your feeling for Gojo

Warnings: romance, no condom, v*ginal sex, FLUFF

Previous Chapters: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 16.5  17

Ao3: PlaidSparrow

The library glows with fluorescent lights and the warmth of heaters running. There's a few other students reading in the annex, but for the most part people are out and about today. You skim the questions in your document, reviewing the spacing you had meticulously input between each question, ensuring that the instructions in each section are clear and direct, and that the rows of possible multiple choice answers are perfectly aligned. 

You switch to the other tab. The corresponding answer sheet is just as neat and thorough from your hours of painstaking work outlining example answers and partial credit rubrics. At least the multiple choice key had been relatively quick to build. 

Although the example test isn’t due until the end of break, with how much time you’ve spent editing and reviewing, there can’t be many more changes you can make to improve on what you’ve done already. Plus, you’d like to enjoy the night without thinking of an assignment hanging over your head. With one final scan of the assignment outline, you confidently upload the document and hit submit. 

You shrug on your coat and bundle on the soft scarf on top before heading out. The blustery day feels even more frigid and gray outside after the near stuffy heat inside the library. You start at a brisk pace across campus. 

Even though it is cold, Tokyo in December may be your favorite time of year. The sky is gray with clouds, the late afternoon sun breaking through every so often to flare across the ground. Snow flutters between the buildings and across the frosty lawns, but the movement keeps you warm as you trek across the university grounds. 

You can’t keep the smile from your face as you approach the metro station and hop on.

Christmas Eve is the most romantic day of the year, and for the first time you have someone to spend it with. 

Just a few weeks ago, you’d celebrated Satoru’s birthday quietly, the two of you and a cake from his favorite bakery, (because apparently he eats enough sweets to have a favorite). Birthdays in Japan are usually small affairs and usually spent with family or closest friends, and he wanted to spend his time with you.

You exit the train to make a quick stop before heading to Satoru's apartment- the city is alive and beautiful. Many couples are out, on their way to fancy dinners or to walk amongst the city lights. When the sun sets, entire street blocks are radiant with lights that hang from the trees that line nearly every street.

While the holiday is celebrated differently here than your home, seeing everyone else so cheerful and excited fills your heart with a joy that can only happen during the holidays. 

You had predicted having to wait to pick up your box, and there is a short line at the storefront. You check your phone, still plenty of time, and pick up your box quickly. 

When you jump back onto the metro with your parcel, you just have to ride a couple more stops. Small flurries still wisp through the air when you exit the train and begin the short walk to Satoru’s apartment, the sun nearly set. Instead of going out or ordering fried chicken, he’d insisted on having you over for a chill home date to relax. 

As you approach, you can see Gojo is already waiting outside. His coat is nearly too short for his long legs, but his face lights up when he sees you approach, peeking over his glasses. You greet him warmly and he hurries you towards the entrance. 

Even though your walk was short, tension melts out of your body when you step into the warm foyer of the building. 

“You get it done?” Satoru asks as you step into the elevator.

“Yup! Finished and turned in. I didn’t want to worry about it the rest of the week.”

“Can’t believe we have a winter break assignment, who does that?” he complains. 

“It wasn’t that bad, if I got it done in a couple hours it’ll be nothing for you.” 

“It’s the principle, we should get at least some time off.”

He huffs as he unlocks the door and lets you in. Since he hasn’t been away traveling so much recently, the space has become more and more lived in- several pairs of shoes kicked off at the door, a couple books sprawled out on the low table near the couch. Maybe you’re just more comfortable existing in his space. 

You privately agree with Gojo about the winter assignment, even your students at the Eikaiwa school have a complete week off for the holidays, but the demands are great in a Graduate program. After next year, you’ll never have to worry about assignments over breaks, just grading them afterwards.  

You set down the parcel and your bag and smile at the thought of your students. When you do reconvene after the break, you’ve prepared a cultural lesson on how different English speaking countries celebrate the holidays. 

“So I made dinner, not sure how it turned out.”

As much as you hate to admit it, in your time together you’ve yet to find something Satoru doesn’t excel at. He seems naturally good at everything. The apartment smells delicious and you can see multiple pans steaming on the stovetop.

“It looks good! You didn’t have to do everything yourself though,” you reply. 

“I think it needs more time to reduce down, wanna take a walk?”

While you don’t relish going back out in the cold, you grew up looking at lights on Christmas, and Tokyo does have some beautiful decorations. 

“That could be nice.”

Before your warmed through you're back out in the early evening. The city was beautiful earlier, but the multi-colored lights and trees are truly magnificent in the dark of night. Different sections of the city are known for their particular displays, and the Tokyo Skytree is close enough to Satoru’s apartment that you can walk there. 

The air is crisp and chill on your face, but the excitement of the night keeps you warm. Gojo slows his long strides to walk alongside you and you slow down to take in 

It’s a dream of a night, a true winter wonderland in the heart of the biggest city in the world. The needle shoots into the sky and shimmers with the rainbow of colors. When you turn to face Satoru, the luminescence is reflected in his eyes a hundredfold. The warm golden glow from fairy lights on the street color his face.

“It’s beautiful. All the lights always remind me of back home.”

“It looks like this?”

That makes you laugh. “No, not quite. But Christmas was always really special. I like having a piece of that here.”

He looks back around at the decorations strung up, maybe imagining what it would be like to see the lights in your home. Perhaps you’ll take him there one day. 

The two of you walk around the base of the Skytree, chatting mildly about your plans for the rest of the week. By the time you’ve circled the Skytree and up and down the surrounding streets, your breath clouds in front of you and the cold has sunk into your bones.

“It’s getting kind of chilly.”

“Let's head back. Dinner should be ready now.”

You agree, and begin the short walk back to the coziness of his home. 

Satoru has prepared a savory stew for dinner- hearty mushrooms and veggies in a creamy roux sauce over rice. He serves you each a bowl and you hold the sides, letting the heat soak into your fingers. 

The meal is fantastic, rich and warming to the bone without being too heavy. You’re thankful Gojo took the day to cook instead of working on the assigned test design. 

In the last few months of dating, you've also found out that Satoru is always hungry- it doesn’t matter if you’ve just eaten, and that goes double when there’s dessert involved. 

You sigh. “It is nice having the week off. I haven’t gotten the texts for the Leadership in Education class yet.”

“Well, you can’t borrow mine,” Gojo smiles. “Yeah, yeah. Most of us don’t have the option to get out of classes,” you grumble. 

“It's my reward for ‘inspiring future educators’ at the symposiums. Besides,” he rolls his eyes and gets himself another portion of dinner, “you know they’re not letting me skip student teaching.”

“Yeah, because it’s one of the most critical parts of the program. You can't graduate without doing any actual teaching.”

“It'll make things busier. Will you still be taking Eikaiwa shifts when we start student teaching?”

You pause. The year has gone by so quickly, you hadn't put much thought into when you'll stop teaching English and step into your specialty. 

“Um, I’m not sure yet. I don’t want to stretch myself too thin. Planning lessons and grading for two different schools might be too much. I don’t know how you even manage classes with conferences.”

“Eh, it’s not that bad. I’ve already written the stuff, they just want me to talk about it.”

You finish your bowl and clean up the dishes from dinner, you can’t finish the night without something sweet though. You unwrap the parcel you picked up on the way over, revealing the Christmas Cake. 

It’s exquisite- all whipped cream and fresh strawberries on a soft sponge cake. Satoru kisses your cheek and grabs another knife to cut into the confection. You serve yourself a slice, and Gojo makes a serious dent in the remainder with his own piece. The cake is just sweet enough, light and balanced and fresh in a way that brightens the winter day. 

“Ugh, I think I want another slice,” Gojo says. 

You look at him- if he takes another piece as big as the first, there will be hardly half left. And frankly, you’re not sure how he could still be hungry after two servings of dinner. He sighs.

“Actually, maybe I want something else instead.” He walks over to you with a devilish glint in his eye and kisses you. “Mmmm, so much better.” 

Normally a line like that would make you roll your eyes, but Satoru is so playful and the night has been so pleasant so far, you can’t help but bring your lips to his. 

When you taste his lips, it’s comforting and exhilarating all at once. You know that he likes when you’re soft and gentle, and that he loves it more when you take control.  Every time your bodies meet there’s still a thrill that runs through you, an electrifying current that pulses in your veins and makes your heart sing. 

Satoru continues kissing you, keeping the touches light and chaste, but he begins walking you backwards towards the bedroom. 

You reach the doorway and when you reach under his shirt and press your hands into the warm skin of Satoru’s stomach, his chest, you feel the intoxicating rush of wanting and being wanted in return.

He takes his time running his hands over your shirt, down your arms, around your shoulders and back. The heat of his hands sinks into your skin through the fabric and heats your blood underneath. 

But the way his lips move against your own is ravenous, and when you open your mouth for more, his tongue slides into your mouth. He tastes you and consumes you, like any amount of you will never be enough.

Your blood is running hot now, but Satoru continues to just barely touch you, making no moves to feel underneath your clothes. If he’s not going to do anything, you will. You grab the bottom of your shirt and shimmy it up to your chest, breaking off the kiss to pull it over your head. 

Satoru pulls you right back into his arms, but you’ve had enough of his leisurely pace. You nip his earlobe and kiss down to the sweet spot on his neck, taking the time to run your hands over his clothes. When you reach his hips you slowly inch your hand around to his front to cup his hardening erection. You squeeze and suck on his neck at the same time and he melts in your hands. 

He’s wined and dined you, and now you’d like him naked. You quickly undo the belt of his pants and shove them down his legs before tugging the hem of his sweater up. Gojo grabs your wrist before you can pull it off though, and reaches around you back to pull off your bra. 

Satoru takes a moment to savor your topless form and then returns the favor, sensually dragging your pants off of you. He then pushes you onto the low bed and topples after you. Before you can catch your breath again his mouth is back on yours and his hands are everywhere on your body.

You’re overhot and understimulated, desperate for him to give you just a little more. As you trail kisses along his shoulder blade, you shove the boxers down and grasp him, moving your wrist just slightly. He sighs and swears into your hair. 

“You want me?” His voice is breathy and strained, and you can tell that he’s aching just as much for you as you are for him. 

“Please.”

He pulls back, slides his large hands down the length of your body, and pulls off your underwear. He takes his time coming back up to meet you, leaving open kisses on your calves, thighs, stomach and chest until you’re nearly writhing with need. 

At last, he stops at your face, kissing you once more before a low moan escapes as he slides into you. He’s spent so much time warming you up and teasing that you nearly sigh in relief too. 

His strokes are slow and easy, he doesn’t change his page as he kisses you deeply. Satoru looks into your eyes and brushes your nose with his own, soft and affectionate. While he props himself on one arm, the other wanders your waist and up to your breasts, where Gojo pays special attention to each one. He caresses the flesh there and rolls the nipples between his long fingers.

It’s not the lust filled sex you’ve had before, but a slow and amorous lovemaking. Satoru’s attention to your body and the tender way he’s looking at you make the experience even more erotic. You’re still spun up and haven’t had any relief yet, but you can feel the peak growing closer every time your hips meet. 

“Satoru, please,” you beg. 

This time, he acquiesces, and rubs small circles on your clit with the tip of his thumb. You can’t hold back a moan as the pressure climbs and climbs. When he kisses you again, the pressure reaches its peak, wracking your body. Your nails dig into his back the way you know he likes and you gasp out his name. 

Something about you seems him careening over the edge with you, like elements combining, the sum of your pleasure grows and becomes greater than its parts. You lay together in the afterglow, pressed against his stomach. 

He leans his head against you and sighs. “Love you.”

You flinch away from him and turn to stare.

“What?”

Satoru kisses you on the nose and repeats himself. Your heart stutters and it feels like the world stops. Not only did Satoru throw out this admission naturally, but he’s said it in English. 

“I said I love you,” he switches back to Japanese, “maybe you need to get your ears checked.” His mouth stretches into a smug smile.

Satoru hasn’t left you speechless in a long time, but as you stare at him now, you can’t quite force yourself to form any words. Too many thoughts run through your mind, clouding anything you could want to say to him. 

You know that outright declarations aren’t common. It's a big deal that he's just said this to you, and in your own language. 

“You’re not gonna say anything back? You’re hurting my feelings,” he fake pouts. 

“No, I do. I love you too. I just-” you scramble a reply in Japanese, and you use aishiteru, the deepest, most profound word for love. You flush a bit, not sure if that’s the level of love that he was talking about. 

Satoru rolls you onto your back and leans over you again.

“You do?” His eyes crinkle at the corners. He leans back over and kisses you again. You'd felt spent moments ago, but the admission sets heat simmering back through your blood. 

The second round of lovemaking is more passionate and frenzied than the first, but no less romantic. 

Satoru pulls you close again and you feel his heart beat slow. The night is dark outside the blinds of his window, and it must be close to Christmas day now. In the past that's meant days of preparation wrapping presents and gift exchanges. Laying in Satoru’s arms, thinking about the set of classes to come, you can’t find that you’re lacking anything.

[bsdndprplplld]

26 III 2023

I had a lot of headaches recently, idk why. probably something to do with muscle tension, because my back, neck and jaw just lock up sometimes to the point that every movement hurts. I need to see a doctor about it, maybe I injured something or there is some other underlying cause

I wasn't very strict with studying this week, because a lot of stuff we did was a review of what I already knew but obviously it needs a refresher. if I keep ignoring it, I will end up in a situation where I won't know what's going on at all

I picked up some side hustles along the way, one of which is reading the extra topics from hatcher. one of the lecturers recommended a book to me, about galois theory in the context of covering spaces, I'm reading it right now, seems pretty good

tomorrow I'm seeing my advisor to discuss my progress with solving the problem for my thesis. I think I found the basis for the module, at least I proved that the set I chose generates all the other elements, remains to show that it's linearly independent. the second part of the question is the rank of the module, which is how an algebraic topology problem turned into a nasty cominatorics problem eh

today I completed the first "serious" task for my IT job, which was translating the code from java to python. I have never seen java before, but it looks a lot like c++, so I managed. I wrote 500 lines of code but I haven't tested it yet so debugging might be very painful. lol I guess that means I shouldn't say I completed the task

I am wondering if I should go to a conference, I have until the end of the month to submit a presentation. I am not sure if I can handle a trip to another city, it would be in a month, so there is no way to predict how I'll be feeling. this week I am giving a presentation about some knot theory (skein modules, bracket and jones polynomial) and it's a good pick for the conference too, which makes it a really touch choice as the hardest part will already be done. idk I guess I'll toss a coin, like I did about the IT job lmao

other than that, big thanks to everyone who interacted with my post about book recommendations! there are many great suggestions, it turned out much better than I expected tbh, I thought I would get like 2 or 3 notes. I will post a list of the books mentioned in that post, so it will be easier to find for anyone interested

[akocomyk]

Love Out Loud

February 17, 2023

My company’s LGBTQI+ community organized a Pride Community event with the theme Love Out Loud—a celebration of our continuous journey of inclusion and diversity. Its aim was to build self-awareness, have a well-versed idea about HIV, and to advocate a safe environment free of stigma, discrimination, and fear.

Weeks before the event, I was invited by the organizers to perform during the program, being the runner-up of last year’s Pride’s Got Talent—the winner was also invited.

I sang “Ikaw at Ako” by Johnoy Danao and, as an opening spiel, shared how that song became a bridge for Gerald and me to get to know each other and eventually fall in love. Days prior, during Valentine’s, I was serenading Gerald with the same song in a video call because we couldn’t have an actual date.

Going back, that was the first time I got to meet and bond with my fellow community members in our company. Technically, it was the second time we’ve all seen each other since we’re present during the Got Talent competition, but I was trapped inside my holding area that day and I couldn’t really mingle with them. Anyhow, meeting them was fun and liberating—like there’s a sense of welcome and respect.

Photos curtesy of Angelo Camaya

Staying true to the program’s mission, Pete Tan from LoveYourself.ph delivered a talk about HIV awareness—preventing transmission, getting tested, treatment, and living a life with HIV.

At the start of his talk, Pete asked who among the attendees were aware of their HIV status. Several people raised their hands.

I didn’t—for obvious reasons.

And that bugged me. Also, I was a bit ashamed, considering that I strongly advocate for inclusion & diversity and everything that goes with it.

Everyone also knows that I have a partner and we’re quite active in bed. Even though we’ve both been faithful to each other and have only had experience with one another, it’s still good to be aware of what our statuses.

March 4, 2023

I initially wanted to order a self-test kit from Lazada, but then people from the reviews section are saying that the kit is not approved by the FDA and that it’s better to go to a proper testing center. In addition, HIV screening and testing is provided for free at accredited facilities.

I went to the LoveYourself.ph site and found out that they have a branch in Bacoor—Hero by LoveYourself—so I booked an appointment yesterday. I’ll be around the area since I also had a physical therapy session—my PT clinic is also in Bacoor.

Anyhow, after my therapy, I ate lunch and went to Hero by LoveYourself. The staff were very friendly and accommodating and—I don’t know how—there was just a homey feel about the place.

Minutes after submitting my form, I was called—by my birthday—and we went into a small, enclosed area where all the unused testing kits were. The facilitator pricked my finger and drew a few drops of my blood which he put onto the kit. He was trying to comfort me throughout this whole process—apologizing for the prick and asking if it was too painful.

I was then asked to return to the lounge area and wait for around fifteen minutes for me to be called. 

A different staff member called me and then we went to a counseling area. She asked me about the history of my sexual activity. And seeing as I only have one sexual partner, I have a very low risk. That’s when she allowed me to pull the testing kit out of its packet and see the results.

She then proceeded with the precautions and advised ways to further prevent acquiring HIV. She was curious as to why I opted on doing a test, so I shared about hearing Pete Tan’s talk in our Love Out Loud event wherein he encouraged us to undergo HIV screening. And then she advised me to do this regularly—if possible, along with my partner—despite of the low risks, just for our peace of mind.

And then… That was it. I went out of the center feeling relieved and proud that I was able to undergo the screening.

[keechkooch]

How to Get into USA Law School by Rostrum Education

The United States has world-renowned Law schools, making it one of the top places to go if you wish to pursue a law degree. The top Law schools in the U.S. offer unmatchable educational setups and provide a door to influential and financially well-off careers. The alumni network in these schools allows you to leave your mark on the global legal landscape.

This guide looks at top law schools in the U.S. and their admission requirements.

How Hard Is It to Get into Law School? We will not feed you lies; getting into a law school is challenging, especially in the U.S. There are plenty of reasons for this. However, major ones include:

Law is a sought-after degree in itself; just like medicine and engineering, Law is looked at favorably around the globe. U.S. law schools rank among the top in the world. Harvard, Yale, and other Ivy League colleges offer top-of-the-world education. So, the competition for admission is cutthroat, making it hard to get accepted. Lastly, the job opportunities provided by the law degree are unmatched. Hence, the demand for top colleges increased, leading to more brutal competition. However, if we review the official requirements and study past trends regarding those requirements, we can understand what the college is looking for. Don’t worry; you do not need to review files and data yourself; we at Rostrum have done all the dirty work for you.

In this article, we have highlighted the past trends in various significant areas, including LSAT scores, GPAs, and the basic requirements for pursuing education in the United States.

Types of Law Degrees in the USA Before proceeding to the requirements, it is essential to know the type of education provided or the degrees offered by the Universities in the U.S. Unlike the United Kingdom (UK), law schools in the U.S. believe that law is appropriate for graduate students in the UK. However, one can pursue law as a bachelor’s degree.

That being said, the primary degrees offered by U.S. law school include;

Juris Doctor (J.D.) is a professional degree offered by universities in the U.S. that aims to prepare students to practice Law. A master of Law (LLM) is a graduate degree aimed at students who want to study a specific area of Law. A Master of Legal Studies (MLS) degree helps you gain knowledge of the Law, but you are not eligible to practice Law. You can also pursue a doctorate in Law called J.S.D or S.J.D. Having discussed the various types of degrees, it’s now time to explore the leading institutions that offer them – specifically, the top 10 law schools in the U.S.

Law School Pre-Reqs: What Do You Need to Get into Law School? Before the requirements, one needs to know how to make themselves eligible to apply for law school; this section covers this aspect. As said earlier, Law in the U.S. is primarily a postgraduate program, which means that in order to apply, you must have a bachelor’s degree.

Secondly, you must appear for the Law School Aptitude Test (LSAT). It is an exam whose scores are considered for getting into law school; LSAC, the conducting body for LSAT, says, “LSAT is an integral part of law school admission in the United States.”

Thirdly, one must also submit language requirements tests such as IELTS, TOEFL, or Duolingo.

Now, the question might arise: How much score must one get on these tests? The minimum IELTS score for undergraduates is 6.0, and for postgraduates, it is 6.5; however, the score fluctuates according to universities. Similar is the case with TOEFL; for example, an LLM program at Harvard expects you to have a total iBT score of 100. University of Minnesota Law School, on the other hand, requires no minimum TOEFL score.

TOEFL and IELTS can be burdensome tasks, especially when you are more focused on your LSAT preparation, so streamline your IELTS prep with us.

In addition to these, you must also submit a letter of recommendation and a Statement of Purpose or Personal Statement.

Is the LSAT Required for Law School? Yes, the LSAT Exam is a significant aspect of a college application and is very much required to get into law school in the United States due to its ability to assess prospective law students. The test is also accepted in Canadian law schools.

However, it is essential to understand that different colleges require different LSAT scores for admission. Top Ivy League colleges, such as Harvard, Stanford, and Yale, require, on average, higher LSAT scores than, say, non-Ivy League colleges.

Here’s a list of top colleges and the average LSAT score. One must keep in mind that with an increase in the number of applicants, the competition is also increasing; therefore, one must aim for a higher than average score than the average score mentioned in this list.

Name of School

Rankings

Average

LSAT Score

Yale Law School

1

175

Stanford Law School

1

173

University of Chicago Law School

3

173

University of Pennsylvania Law School

4

172

Duke University, School of Law

4

170

Harvard Law School

4

174

University of Virginia

4

171

Columbia University

8

173

New York University

9

172

Northwestern University School of Law

9

172

University of Michigan–Ann Arbor

9

171

University of California, Berkeley

12

170

University of California, Los Angeles School of Law

13

170

Cornell Law School

14

172

Georgetown University Law Center

14

171

University of Minnesota Law School

16

168

University of Texas–Austin Law School

16

171

To get a high score on the LSAT, one must thoroughly understand the LSAT pattern and the nitty gritty of the examination. There are four sections in the LSAT Exam: Reading comprehension Section, Logical Reasoning section 1, Logical Reasoning section 2, and Analytical Reasoning Section.

LSAT judges you on all these sections; read the complete guide to LSAT here.

What GPA do you need to get into law school? Just like LSAT scores, GPAs fluctuate from college to college. We know that, more often than not, there are colleges that say that the minimum required GPA is so and so.

The writer of this blog also understands that the LSAT was introduced to offset the importance placed on GPA scores. Still, if history and trends indicate what to expect in the future, then it is safe to say that one must not fall into that narrative; time and time again, we have noticed that the top colleges in the U.S. require high LSAT scores and high GPAs.

In fact, if you apply with an average GPA, to have a shot, you will have to compensate for that with an above-average LSAT score and extracurricular activity.

Thus, you should do your best to get a high GPA in your undergraduate studies.

Here’s a list of top colleges and the average GPAs of their class.

School name

Median GPA

Yale Law School

3.93

Stanford Law School

3.89

Harvard Law School

3.86

University of Chicago Law School

3.9

Columbia University

3.75

New York University School of Law

3.78

University of Pennsylvania – Carey Law School

3.89

University of Virginia School of Law

3.9

University of Michigan–Ann Arbor

3.81

Duke University School of Law

3.78

Northwestern University – Pritzker School of Law

3.84

University of California—Berkeley School of Law

3.81

Cornell Law School

3.77

Georgetown Law

3.8

University of California–Los Angeles

3.72

University of Texas at Austin School of Law

3.72

University of Southern California – Gould

3.8

Vanderbilt Law School

3.8

Washington University in St. Louis School of Law

3.83

University of Minnesota

3.76

What should you do if your GPA is not up to the mark? A college application consists of essays, letters of recommendation, statements of interest, and LSAT and GPA scores. If you lack in any departments, you can make up for it by building on other areas. A low GPA can be compensated by scoring high on the LSAT Exam.

Best Majors For Law School Applicants In this section, we will learn what major or subject a student should take up in order to prepare themselves adequately for law school.

Before we explore specific majors ideal for preparing students for law school, it is essential to remember that law schools accept applicants from a wide range of academic backgrounds; the American Bar Association shares the same feeling.

The ABA offers this advice: “Whatever major you select, you are encouraged to pursue an area of study that interests and challenges you while taking advantage of opportunities to develop your research and writing skills.”

What this essentially means is that the sky is the limit when choosing your major. However, there are still subjects that traditionally prepare you for law school.

Subjects like history, Philosophy, English, political science, and Economics are considered favorably because they help build skills such as comprehension, articulation, and logical analysis.

However, as said earlier, one need not limit oneself only to the above-mentioned courses.

Top 10 Law Schools in the USA Here are the Top 10 Law Schools in the United States based on the 2024 rankings from U.S. News & World Report, which is one of the most widely recognized rankings for law schools:

Yale Law School Situated in New Haven, Yale stands out for its rigorous academic approach; Yale offers unmatchable alumni connections and an interdisciplinary understanding of Law.

Harvard Law School Located in Cambridge, Massachusetts. Harvard is one of the most recognized schools globally. With its prestigious law faculty and vast resources, Harvard has come from strength to strength.

Stanford Law School Stanford is located in Silicon Valley, California. It provides an interdisciplinary approach to Law, and its proximity to a tech hub gives it an edge in tech and entrepreneurial Law.

University of Chicago Law School Chicago Law School has a data-driven curriculum mixes Law and Economics; it’s an ideal location for those who want to combine these key areas.

Columbia Law School Columbia has diverse specialized programs and a strong emphasis on public service. Being situated in the United States, Columbia offers access to top law firms and government institutions.

New York University (NYU) School of Law Known for its commitment to public interest law, International Law, and human rights, NYU offers courses on these topics. It also has one of the most extensive clinical law programs and a top-tier tax law program.

University of Pennsylvania Carey Law School Penn Law is known for its global outlook and research-driven approach. It offers a well-balanced approach to interdisciplinary learning.

University of Virginia School of Law Virginia School of Law is highly respected for its alumni network, public service programs, and judicial clerkships.

Northwestern University Pritzker School of Law Pritzker strongly focuses on experiential learning and combines practical wisdom with theory, creating a holistic approach to Law. Located in Chicago, Pritzker offers a great education in a historic landscape.

University of California, Berkeley School of Law (Berkeley Law) Known for its progressive curriculum, Berkeley Law offers environmental Law, social justice, and public law courses. Also Read: Top 10 Law Schools and Universities in USA

Before examining these, one should also remember that ranking changes from year to year. One should keep an open mind about the rankings and consider overall compatibility.

U.S. Law School Application Deadlines Rank

Law School Name

Early Admission

Deadline

Regular Admissions Deadline

1.

Stanford University Law School

N/A

February 15th

1.

Yale University Law School

N/A

February 15th

3.

University of Chicago Law School

December 1st

March 1st

4.

University of Pennsylvania Carey Law School (Pen Carey Law)

September 1st

March 1st

5.

Duke University Law School

November 4th

February 15th

5.

Harvard University Law School

N/A

February 1st

5.

New York University School of Law

November 15th

February 15th

8.

Columbia University Law School

November 15th

February 15th

8.

University of Virginia School of Law

N/A

March 1st

10.

Northwestern University (Pritzker) Law School

November 15th

February 15th

‍FAQ on How to Get into Law School in USA

Can you go to law school with any degree? You can apply to a law school with a bachelor’s degree. The essential requirement for admission is an undergraduate degree; as mentioned above, the field of study does not matter.

What GPA do you need for law school? It varies from college to college. For example, a top Ivy League college may require 3.7 and beyond, while the same would be more than sufficient for Tier 2 colleges.

What is the best major to get into law school? According to the American Bar Association (ABA), “There is no such best major”. However, certain subjects help develop critical thinking, analytical reasoning, and strong writing skills.