#and the prof seems really nice!!!! which is great after having a not so great one for writing 1

[leitmotif]

meeting online friend tomorrow.... so so nervous

[tiredeg]

What is LaTeX? I’m working so hard on this like… LAnce/Toto/alEX? LANdo/pierre gasly number TEn/maX?

Oh God nooooo LaTeX is a scientific typesetting software, when I said niche I meant niche 😭😭

This is a Max/Daniel fic that I occasionally add to where they're both in academia... People take LaTeX really seriously, like it's cool when you start using it for stuff and then it's so flexible and nice looking that some people use it for everything, like I've received wedding invitations written using TeX (which was so cute)

You can set templates and most people I know use the same template for most things, like I still use the article template I got from someone my first year of undergrad, and the presentation template a girl from the year above me gave me during my masters etc etc

In my au, Daniel is a postdoc in the lab where Max does his undergrad capstone thesis, so they're working together a lot and they really click, like they immediately get on and really enjoy working together. It's a 10 week thing so they get quite close and Max is very obviously into Daniel and Daniel's not technically his Boss™ but he is senior and has like soft power over Max and it would be bad to date an undergrad no matter how weirdly obsessed he is with Max. BUT by the time Daniel realises all of this, they've been flirting for like 2 months and he's accidentally an asshole about it because he just switches it off and flips a switch and starts acting different around Max and it's disorienting and accidentally gaslighting and unpleasant for Max

Max has to write up a dissertation and at the start of this Daniel had shared his own template with Max, so he uses this even though he feels weird now but it reminds him of when it was better

ANYWAY Max is a really good researcher obviously and applies to a PhD in this lab, let's call it the Horner Lab, and gets funding and is excited to start and get to work with Daniel again and maybe they can get back to where they were and it can be good again and he can ask Daniel out now BUT oh no Daniel has been courted away and accepted a position in another university that seems to have a better grant, lets call it the Renault lab

Max is really disappointed at this but he did like the work too so he tries to put it out of his mind, works hard, and generally excels... He definitely bumps into Daniel at a few conferences and they slip back into their same rapport and Max loves those weeks, always tries to drop hints to Horner to send his work to conferences that might overlap with Daniel's topic... They get drunk and kiss one time in the hotel after the conference dinner but Daniel isn't in a great place, has accepted an assistant prof job in a department that he's really not clicking in and doesn't think they'll keep him on past his current contract even though it's tenure track and his work is good, let's call them, um, McLaren. And Max is doing SO WELL, like his research niche has exploded and he's been right at the cusp of some really cutting edge stuff, it's so impressive, and they only ever see each other at these events and Max is always winning poster prizes and talk awards, and Daniel doesn't feel like he can deal with this right now

Max, of course, is using Daniel's template to make every presentation and to draft every paper, and it makes him feel warm every time he creates a new file by making a new copy of the template file called "from_daniel.tex". He still has the original email Daniel sent him with the template, he emails it to his personal email just in case his institutional email ever gets deactivated. He's a bit sick of Daniel going hot and cold on him but he doesn't know why or how to fix it (Max is perhaps a bit blind to other people's career worries, especially because Daniel is still doing good work so it's not obvious from the outside what's going on). Mainly he thinks that if they got to spend more than two weeks a year together and weren't constantly surrounded by their coworkers, they might have a chance to properly talk.

Fast forward a few years, Max is a postdoc now still at the same university (bro go get some experience elsewhere, I know I know but this is for the narrative!) and Daniel comes BACK! He gets hired to fill in for someone really last minute and takes the role and it's tenure track and he's really excited about it but also really nervous about working around Max again... Especially because his last job went so badly for interpersonal reasons, not competency, so he's scared that he fucked things up with Max who is obviously the one in this lab with the clout, so if he acts cold to Daniel the rest will too. And Max is a bit absent for the first while, he also doesn't know how to act, from his perspective they kissed and Daniel ghosted him and it reminds him of their first time around working together, BUT Max fundamentally just likes Daniel so one time Daniel catches him hiding away somewhere making a presentation, and notices Max is using his template still from all those years ago, and he tries to break the ice by asking about it but Max is so tired he just straight up admits to it. They actually talk and realize that they're on the same page and they're both scared for different reasons but they both want the same thing and then they kiss about it and maybe have sex in the bathroom about it, who knows, they're academics, they're both working late

THEN they co-author a paper together and it's a brilliant piece of work that starts a partnership that they keep up forever and they get tenure track positions together at a different university and they write their wedding invitations in LaTeX using Daniel's template and they live happily ever after

[brooooswriting]

Hey can I request a fic with Jenna or Tara up to you but it’s like reader is not used to people listening and liking her rambling about something she’s passionate about like super hero’s and comics for example and then Jenna or Tara actually do listen without stopping her and saying she’s annoying and then reader gets all giddy and happy

Own world

Popular!Tara Carpenter x reader

“Did you see the Marvel movie I recommended? It’s really great, the way-“ you couldn’t even finish your sentence before your roommate turned away to talk to someone else which made your shoulder sink. This was quite common, your friends never really listened to you, no matter how important the topic was to you. You loved films, it was just a passion of yours as it gave you some sense of comfort in a shitty household. It was also something to do when everybody else was out but you stayed in due to anxiety. You never guessed today would be different.

“Which one? The new guardian of the galaxy?” A small brunette asked, you didn’t even notice her sit down. She must have sat down while you were quiet for a second after you were interrupted. “N-no, the black widow one��� you mumbled out carefully, deciding to keep your sentences short, it minimized the risk of getting cut off. “That’s a great one, the Dynamic between Natasha and Yelena is awesome” she smiled at you. You took a second to look at the girl, she was familiar somehow, you believed that she was in your calculus lecture. “Yeah, it’s nice” you mumbled as you played with your water bottle, you guys had a break but you didn’t like eating in front of people. “And she has never watched it?” The girl asked causing you to shake your head, “well which other marvel movie would you recommend and why?” Your face lit up immediately, hers did too. “Oh, the new Thor movie is quite nice, it has a lot of comedy to it but still maintains a balance between jokes and actual storyline. But if you like leading female roles you should watch the new black panther…” you were, again, interrupted by your roommate who now just noticed the brunette in front of you.

“Omg Tara, when did you sit down? I didn’t even notice you, or I would have rescued you earlier” the side eye that was thrown your way was pretty hard but what was even harder was how the brunette, Tara it seems, laughed. You thought she was dearly interested but you were wrong. With disappointment settled into your chest you stood up and walked away, deciding to go back to your dorm room to read some comics you just got. You didn’t notice the way Tara watched you walk away.

The next time you saw her was the next day in your calculus lecture, she sat a row in front of you with two other girls and two guys, while you sat alone. You knew one of the girls that sat next to her, Mindy, she was in your lecture about film and you worked some project together. The short haired girl turned around and waved at you which made you smile as you waved back.

During the lecture you glanced at the group every now and then to notice the following things: 1. One of the guys was watching football while the other one was weirdly starring at Tara, 2. Mindy was asleep by now and her girlfriend was doing some work for another lecture and 3. Tara was clearly not getting shit down there and she was the next person that had to pretend, which made her panic.

“Psst, Tara” you mumbled lightly kicking her chair which made her turn, “come up here and I’ll explain it and give you my work” you told her looking straight ahead so the prof wouldn’t notice. In a matter of seconds the girl climbed over the table and sat next to you, “you’re my savior” she mumbled out as she scribbled your answers down while you explained why you did what. “Miss Carpenter, it’s your turn presenting” the prof called out causing her to stand up, she gave you one last look. You nodded at her as a signal of support.

“Wow, I gotta say I’m impressed. This is the best you’ve been the whole year, seems like you improved. Well, lecture is over” you quickly packed your bag and walked out before the brunette came back up but she seemed to be quick enough to still catch up outside. She stood next to you and grabbed your arm to bring you to a hold, “thanks, you really saved me there. Let me take you out for coffee as a thank you” she smiled at you as you two stood in the middle of the hall, people watching you. It was uncommon, someone as popular as Tara with someone as shy as you.

“You don’t have to, but thank you. I just saw you struggle so I thought I could help, and I’m happy I could, you really don’t though. Mr. Bakers exercises are pretty hard most of the time so I totally get why you struggled” Tara watched you ramble with a small smile, she liked when you rambled. She had been watching you for a couple of weeks now, in the lecture and out on campus, or when you were with Mindy. “As much as I like your rambling, I’m taking you out for coffee. You still gotta tell me a bit” she grabbed your wrist again and pulled you into a caffe on the other side of the street.

She ordered and after a small argument also payed your food. “So, are you at the frat parts tonight?” She asked as you walked over the campus with coffee in hand, “no” you mumbled as you played with the cup in your hand. “Why not? I bet it’s gonna be fun” she smiled at you, she liked your shyness. “I don’t really like big parties especially if I barely know anyone, too many people and I still have stuff do to for the classes” you explained, “you would know me and Mindy and your roommate is gonna be there too right?” You only shrugged which caused her to drop the conversation.

“Tara, nice to see you” one girl you didn’t know called out which caused the two of you to stop. “Hey, how are you?” Tara asked the girl as she gave her a quick hug, you zoned out while they talked not noticing that they walked away, but it seems like they also didn’t notice that you didn’t walk with them. When you zoned back again they were kinda gone already, so you decided to turn around and head to the dorms throwing your coffee into the trash.

It was 10:30 pm when you sat in your dorm watching the Hawkeye series again until there was a knock on the door which confused you, your roommate only left 20 minutes ago there was no way she would be back already. So you finally stood up and opened the door to see Tara in a short dress with makeup on. She looked ready to go, so why would she be here? “Hi” she only said as she looked up at you, “what can I do for you?” You asked her as you looked over her shoulder. “You disappeared today, I wanted to check on you” you breathed out a laugh at her words, “you left with somebody else. I though you wanted to go to the party” she sighed as she looked into the dorm. “I did but I think I’d rather stay with you” your face bushed so hard that you tried to cover your face as best as possible. Nonetheless you took a step to the side to let the girl enter your dorm where she was quick to look around your side.

There were posters from the marvel movies and some pictures on the wall, the shelf’s were filled with comics and some books. “So what are we watching? She asked as she sat on your bed, making herself at home, “I was watching the Hawkeye series but we can watch whatever” you mumbled as you sat next to her. “Is that with the guy who shoots arrows?” You laughed a bit as you sat down next to her, “yeah, Hawkeye or Clint Barton but it isn’t just about him”

Five minutes later you were rambling about what kind of impact someone like Kate bishop had on the whole phase and what could possibly happen between Yelena and her. You were talking on and on without any pause, a smile on your face and your hands wildly gesticulating. “I mean it’s just something different you know? And the way they keep on putting more women into the leading roles just gives us as women a totally new opportunity” and again you just kept on talking until you suddenly stopped and just looked at the brunette in front of you. “What’s wrong? Why’d you stop?” She asked as she scanned your face, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to talk the whole time and annoy you” you said as you tuned away from her a bit. “What? Why’d you say that? I was very interested, come on keep talking” she encouraged you with a hand on your leg. “Really?” The shock on your face made her laugh a bit, “yeah”

So you kept talking, you were all giddy, smiling and laughing as you explained why you were so invested and she listened, sometimes asking questions but all with a smile on her face. “Do you maybe wanna, you know, stay and watch it with me? I could lend you something to wear if you want” she smiled brightly as she nodded.

Ten minutes later you two laid in bed in joggers and hoodies, her makeup was washed off showing her natural beauty. The Hawkeye series was playing in the background, “thank you” your voice was small and she wouldn’t have heard you if you weren’t laying so close. “Why?” She asked as she looked at you instead of you laptop, “because you listened to me, people barely do” you explained which made her sigh. The younger carpenter wasn’t sure what to say so instead she just shuffled closer and cuddled up to you.

Somewhere between the episode the two of you fell asleep, cuddled up with the series playing quietly. You woke up the next morning with a sticky note next to your pillow, it was from Tara.

“I had to go back before my sister kills me. Lunch at 2pm? If not call me

Xxx-xxx-xxx”

You smiled at the note as you got ready.

After some torturing lectures it was finally 2 pm. You went outside to find Tara and her group sitting at a table, she immediately waved you over. “Y/n, good that you’re here. Marvel or DC?” Mindy asked as Tara pulled you to sit next to her. “Marvel all the way” you answered causing Mindy and the younger carpenter to high-five. “No, so not true. DC has way better storylines” Chad said, his twin immediately booing him. “Y/n, tell him how he is wrong” the girl next to you said, but you were to self conscious about your rambling. “It’s fine, trust me” she mumbled as she wrapped her arms around your waist which gave you the comfort to start talking.

This was the first time in years that you finally had someone who wanted to listen to you. You discussed the topics with the others while Tara gazed up at you like you hung the stars.

Again you mumbled a “thank you” to her which made her kiss your cheek. You blushing again

She couldn’t wait to take you on a date.

You were scared of the way people were going to react.

[fitzrove]

TdV Hamburg review!!

I saw two shows with the same cast (of note: Vincent van Gorp as Alfred, Kristin Backes as Sarah, Simon Loughton as Krolock) and hence feel like I have a pretty well-rounded view of this production (at least w this cast). I'm glad I went twice because things that bothered me in the matinee had less of an impact on the evening show!

TL;DR - Liked it a surprising amount though not sure how much of that is due to wishful thinking XD In any case, it's leagues better than Stuttgart 2021.

Spoilers/details:

- Sarah and Alfred both hear the "sei bereit" in nie gesehn and Krolock sings gott ist tot to both of them!!! The overall impression is that both are being tempted, Alfred just resists and hesitates more. Which I enjoy hehehe

- I like Simon's Krolock overall, he is a bisexual dirty old man with some Flair akdklsls. The more time goes on the less I like tenor/high voiced Krolocks but he had some great classical singing deep notes so he seems like a good mix, I'll take it. I couldn't altogether sense any Deep Depths Of Pain in Gier but it's ok, not my main fave number in the show anyway.

- Paolo Valenti as Nightmare Alfred is a highlight, and so were the other dance soloists (Ian Vrolijk & Kezia Coulson) tbh hehe. I love Carpe Noctem and they delivered. The choreography seems lots less straightwashed than in covid safety measure times (I guess I can excuse it in hindsight then, since it's proven temporary). Also I always love white vamp's slutty little black lace stockings hehehe

- Vincent van Gorp's Alfred was much better in the evening than in the matinee. I liked him from Sie irren onwards in both shows, but I really need Alfred to have enough of an "edge" to him, some level of seriousness in his devotion to Sarah, and in the matinee he just seemed cutesy and too naive. But his overall demeanor was a lot more to my liking in the evening (save for a few choices which must come from the direction, ie. he sulks and pouts after Sarah tricks the bath from him... I never fail to mourn the deleted verse where Alfred basically says he's into the teasing lol). Bonus points for what I read as lots and lots of repressed bisexuality in vor dem schloss hehehe

- TANZSAAL!!!! We get the best of everything: Alfred tries to run to Sarah at multiple points (most touchingly when she falls to the floor), only stopped by the prof - AND he faints during the bite >:))) and literally fans himself 😌 We also get a reluctant/disillusioned Sarah, which is my preference

- Kristin Backes as Sarah is great, she reminds me a lot of Sarah Brightman (in the poto music video which is all I've seen of her). Amazing vocals (even in roten stiefel which gets pitchy with so many Sarahs), convincing arc, no notes 😌

- Oooh another fun thing: Nightmare Solo 1 was covered by Herbert in the show I saw (Jonas Steppe was off so I had Andres Vercoutere, he did great), and Nightmare Solo 2 is a woman!!! (Anne Hoth). Very enjoyable, their voices mix so nicely >:)

- I had the pleasure of seeing Anja Backus as Magda once again (she was one of the big solid wins of Stuttgart 2021 for me, even if some other things in that prod were quite lacking). And idk I think everyone who sees her unanimously agrees that she slays 😌😂

- ANYWAY to return to individual scenes...... What sold this prod for me the most was the combo of draussen 2 (mostly in terms of Sarah and Alfred) and the electric finale (which you can't really fail at if everyone gives their all, which they did). In draussen2 Sarah was soooo fun (the switch seemed natural and hmm shall we just say that everything she did after that was pretty hot) AND ALFRED. Omg alfred... I really like how it went for him hehe, very bloodthirsty, lunges for the professor three times before Sarah stops him... The thing about this prod is that he kind of pulls Sarah close and they kiss super romantically (thats what I think I saw) before agreeing to maul the audience - which they go to do hand in hand. And like mmmmmmm this is why I watch this show!!!! It's about the Central Dark Romance (😂😎 sorry i'm annoying about my ship on purpose but omg I feel so vindicated) and the level of loss of morals and depravity it took to finally get there... ahhhhh

[tealeafgrimm]

hii againn!! if requests are still open, could i have a adult neville longbottom and adult reader (theyre both professors) who start out disliking each other but gradually fall in love?? and the students love to tease them about the other all the time and its hilarious?? plus points if neville is confident and smirky bcs most fics potray him as nervous and all?? Thanks!!

Prof!Neville Longbottom x Prof!Reader

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A/N: I'm so sorry it took so long. I had great difficulty with this one and to be honest it isn't my best work, but I hope you still enjoy it. Also I started a new job about a month ago and my time to write is very limited. So just know, that if you request something I will eventually get to it, but I can't promise you it will be anytime soon.

It felt strange to walk down the empty corridors. You had never been here before the start of the new school year. The castle seemed even bigger than usual, the silence almost oppressive. You had hesitated when McGonagall had asked you if you wanted to take the job as Herbology teacher, but now that you were finally here, you could hardly wait. Professor Sprout had truly earned her retirement.

You stopped in front of the statue, behind which you knew the stairway to the headmaster's office was hidden. You gave the password and began to climb the stone steps.

"Come in," the familiar voice sounded and you entered the large office.

"Hello Professor I wanted to...", you paused in your sentence "...report for duty." You were not alone. Next to Professor McGonagall stood a young man, whom you could only identify as Neville Longbottom after a closer look.

You hadn't seen Neville since you left school. Surprised, you looked from one to the other, not sure what exactly to say or do.

"Ah Y/N, I've been waiting for you. As I explained to Neville here as well, there was a bit of an overlap, I'm afraid. One of the owls was so late that I sent a second one out. And...then you both accepted, so you were both hired as Herbology professors." You had never seen Professor McGonagall so distraught. She was blushing and you could see how uncomfortable she was with the whole situation.

"I thought...you might be able to share classes. This year we are expecting more new students than ever before. The classes will be unusually full, so it won't hurt to have two professors in one lesson. Especially if the position is newly filled." You didn't know what to say to that. And neither, it seemed, did Neville. Professor McGonagall knew how to take advantage of your speechlessness. She clapped her hands, looked from one to the other and smiled.

"Great, now that that's settled, I'll let you go. Get your offices and rooms set up and I'll see you at the Welcoming Feast tomorrow." With that she gently but firmly pushed you both out of her office. Wordlessly you descended the stairs.

You didn't know what to think, what to feel or what to say. Holding class with Neville Longbottom was the last thing you wanted to do.

Normally you would say that you were a very nice, sociable and open-minded person. And you got on well with most of the people in your life. Neville was not one of them. Quite the opposite. There was an abysmal mutual dislike between you that had begun in your third year.

You couldn't say exactly when or why. You just didn't like each other. Probably it had something to do with the fact that you had been the two best in your year in Herbology, which had sparked off a real competition between you.

On the other hand, you were both older now and wasn't it time to leave the past and the old feelings behind you?

"I can't wait to hear the kids say that my teaching is a hundred times better." This statement snapped you abruptly out of your thoughts.

"I'm sorry, what?" Had you heard right? Neville looked at you with a sneer.

"Oh come on, we both know which one of us will do the better lessons. Me."

Your blood began to boil. Had you really considered jumping over your shadow for even a second?

"Well, we'll see about that. But don't be sad if none of the students will listen to you or talk to you. It's only because they'll be more focused on MY lessons," you replied, hissing, turning and walking towards your assigned chambers, robes billowing.

~~~

If you thought teaching together with Longbottom would be hell, you weren't mistaken. It was an absolute nightmare. From the first second, your old competition was reignited. Only now it was no longer about which of you got the better grade, but about who taught the children more and which of them was better liked.

Moreover, you had started blaming each other for everything that went wrong in class.

"And make sure your earmuffs are on properly. I don't want to carry anyone to the hospital wing." You rolled your eyes at Neville's comment. In a way that only he could see you had, of course.

It didn't take long. Already on the second Mandrake, one of the Slytherins toppled over backwards.

"You did a great job Longbottom," you grumbled as you rushed past him to the boy.

"Why is this my fault now? You're just as responsible for the children," he whispered in a heated tone as he knelt beside you to help the boy.

"This was your lesson, so it's your responsibility to make sure they have their earmuffs on properly before it starts."

"As far as I know, this is YOUR class too, and you don't seem to have noticed either!"

With a final death glare, you summoned a cot to take the still fainting student to Madam Pomfrey.

~~~

But if you thought that was the worst of it, you didn't reckon with your students. They quickly realised that you and Neville didn't like each other very much, and they had fun egging you on.

"But Professor Longbottom told us to do it this way," a Hufflepuff fifth year complained in one of your lessons. You had to pull yourself together not to roll your eyes at her. Half a year had passed since the start of school. Even though you had come to terms with your situation, you were still not friendly with each other. At least it seemed that way, because every time you thought you were making progress, there was some comment that set you off.

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Neville stifle a laugh. How you wished you could wipe that smirk off his face. And to make matters worse, by now you had to admit to yourself that you found him attractive. Time and time again you found yourself unconsciously staring after him or thinking about him. Just like now!

"Well, then perhaps Professor Longbottom should look at his book again too. Anyone who can read would see that you do it the way I just showed you. Try it and you'll see it works much better." With these words you went to the next student. To your amusement, you saw the grin disappear from Longbottom's face.

"Don't worry about it, maybe you'll learn someday," you smiled sweetly at him as you walked past him.

How he hated you! Your stupid smile that gave you little dimples. Your sparkling eyes that narrowed as your smile took over your entire face. Your hair that flowed around your face. What was he thinking? He hated you. Abysmally. Most of the time, at least. Much of the time. Sometimes. Admittedly, it got less, but that didn't matter.

~~~

The longer you worked together, the more you had to admit to each other that the other was not quite as bad as you had thought at the beginning. The school year was almost over and your lessons were running more smoothly than ever.

It was the second to last week and Professor McGonagall had called you both in to discuss the next steps to be taken.

"Thank you for coming. As you know, I want to discuss the next steps for the next school year with you. I know that it was not easy for you to structure the lessons in this way. But I must say that your students' grades speak for themselves. We haven't had as many outstanding Herbology students as we have this year for a long time."

"Thank you very much Professor. I think we were able to complement each other quite well after all," you replied to her and Neville beside you nodded in agreement.

"So? We have the following options: Either we leave it at this constellation next year, or we have to decide which of you will give up the job. Professor Binn's class, could also do with a bit of fresh air. If I remember correctly, you Y/N were always very good at History of Magic too?"

"Oh..ehm..yes, but admittedly, I would hate to change jobs. I think our students have become so good because we complement each other well Professor." You had only ever been good at History  of Magic, because you had the ability to memorise things quickly, not because you found it particularly interesting.

"I agree with Y/N. I think we should leave it at that. The students are used to us now and when I remember how hard it was for us to get a new defence teacher every year, I think it would only hurt progress after all."

"All right, if you're so united, I won't interfere." And with that, surprisingly, you were dismissed quicker than you thought.

On the spiral staircase, Neville turned to you.

"You know I saved your neck in there, don't you? She was going to ditch you. You might not be as good as me after all."

"Oh yeah? If it wasn't for me, the class would have been a disaster. Maybe half the students wouldn't have made it to the exams at all because they would have died beforehand. You should thank ME," you replied.

"Would a meal at the Three Broomsticks be thanks enough?"

You stopped abruptly on the bottom landing. Had you really just heard what you thought you had heard?

" Pardon?" you asked him, your eyes wide open.

"I asked if dinner would be enough of a thank you? Tonight?" You hadn't seen Neville blush like that in a long time. Suddenly he reminded you much more of the boy you knew from your school days.

"For a start, perhaps. Eight o'clock and be on time. And don't you dare get dirt on your clothes." With that you strode past him and disappeared around the corner with an idiotic grin.

[imichelle-l-rigby]

Reflections: Cillian Murphy’s Limited Edition

Season 3, episode 1

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*I am a music prof (predominantly classical vocalist), and I LOVE listening to Cillian’s music choices! That being said, sometimes I won’t like a song simply because of a vocalist (it’s a professional hazard - sorry!) 👩‍🏫

** The following are my own observations/opinions. We may not agree, and that’s ok! That’s what makes music fun! 😊

*** I wouldn’t say I’m well-versed in Cillian’s music preferences, but I do enjoy them (for the most part). I always wind up adding to my own playlists after listening to Cillian’s recommendations.

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And without further ado… my reflections!

🎵 Set 1 (24 Track Loop - Halleluhwah)

This seems to be all electronic music focused. He’s done entire episodes around electronic music before, so I’m enjoying the sampling. Great way to start!

I also remember him saying somewhere that he takes time creating sets of music. I appreciate that and it helps the flow and continuity so much.

Side note - it’s taken me a looooong time to appreciate electronic music, but thanks to Cillian, I now can say I like it

24 Track Loop: reminds me of the first composers to play with recorded sampling compositions in the ‘50s (Varèse comes to mind), but the “track loop” is reminiscent of early minimalist recordings in the late ‘60s, especially with how repetitive some of the sounds become.

Diskhat: yeah, I’m definitely getting ‘50s experimentalist vibes! Reminds me of John Cage’s prepared piano pieces (and honestly it may be quoting some but I’m not sure so this is a guess), but mixed with some funky grooves! As weird as this is, it’s growing on me and I kinda really like it!

Halleluhwah: nice vamp at the beginning 😎 this is definitely something that could get stuck in my head and I wouldn’t mind it!

🎤 Talking break:

I missed hearing him talk about music!!! 😊

“It’s been a minute now”

How many times can he say “back” in a 5 second time span??? 😂😅

“… very amenable to light housework.” Great! Do you think if I ask nicely he’ll come clean my house while I’m at work??? 😂

When he’s talking about the above 3 songs, the “insistency” is so true. They all have elements of a continuous underlying pulse, which is pretty common in electronic and minimalist music.

I do find fault with his term “atonality” - atonal music has no pitch center, but the pieces just played DO have a pitch center.

“Turtles have short legs - which they do!”

🎵 Set 2 (fix-Guns of Brixton)

Fix: not my favorite song, but peaceful. I neither like nor dislike

Guns of Brixton: ok but this has been stuck in my head since I heard it 😂 I really like it!

🎤Talking break:

Yes Cill, covers are so appreciated!

🎵Set 3 (Look Down From the Bridge - Pale Blue Eyes)

Look down: nice, chill. Again, not my favorite, but I don’t dislike it. Interesting instrument choices. 👍

Pale Blue Eyes: I like everything about this except for his voice. I wish I liked it, but I don’t. 🤷‍♀️ if I had to describe it, his voice sounds thin, and the voice teacher within me wants more.

These songs seem like great examples of storytelling within music, so I definitely see why Cillian likes them.

🎤Talking break:

He sounds so pleased knowing his factoids 😂😂😂 never change, Cillian!

Drella is my favorite thing now! 😂

🎵Set 4 (No No - Three Drums)

No No: why isn’t this mentioned in the track list??? THIS IS AMAZING AND I AM LOVING THE POLYRHYTHMS! I’m having so much fun rhythmically that I can’t even focus on the lyrics I have no idea what they’re saying 😂😂. ✨ This is prob my fave song of this episode. ✨

The way these songs blend into the next is so satisfying 😌

Three Drums: I like how this is a “cool down” from the craziness of No No, but also pairs really well. Nice and chill. It’s a feel good song and such a vibe. 😎

🎤Talking Break

THE TERRIBLE IDENT RETURNS!!! 😆

Sugar is a great song!

The exclusive - omg 😳😂

*whisper* exclusive

🎵Set 5 (All Your Fails)

All Your Fails: If bop is still a term, this is a bop! *dancing along* 💃 but seriously, the vocal line has so many upward leaps that it reminds me of a lot of boppy pop music. I’m digging this!

To be fair, I tend to like Broken Social Scene, so it makes sense I’m into All Your Fails.

🎤Talking Break

The way he says “woo” without any enthusiasm 😂

🎵Set 6 (It’s Love - Minor Meditations)

It’s Love: ok, I’m in love! 😍😍😍 acoustic guitar is beautiful, and I’m enjoying these harmonies.

Minor Meditations: nice segue with the acoustic guitar selections. 👍 the title is cute and punny, too! AND THE PICARDY THIRD AT THE END!!! 😎

🎤Talking Break

“… excellent! … wahoo wahoo wahoo”

🎵Set 7 (Wahoo - Where Did Our Love Go)

Wahoo: for a song with such a happy title, this was quite bluesy in terms of lyrics! And the funk and jazz bits - What a twist!!! 🙀

Girl group power!!!!!!! I love listening to artists recall how hits came to be.

Where Did Our Love Go: YES I LOVE THE SUPREMES!!!! 😍😍😍

🎤Talking Break

As much as he talks about W. Kerry, I feel like I need to go! It sounds gorgeous!

🎵Set 8 (To War - Jah Nuh Dead)

To War: this guy is playing the fire out of the concertina! 🔥

Side note - I am sooooo into traditional music! It’s one of the things I study, and many composers find inspiration from traditional music of various regions. I have such respect for the genre that I could go on, but I won’t to save y’all’s sanity 😅

Again, the transitions between songs are soooo well done!

Master Crowley’s: the drone and pedal points are so effective! The inclusion and intentional omission actually do a lot in building momentum. It’s also so cool how eventually everything fades into the background and you’re left with just sonorities, and then you go back and get a mix of everything! 💯

Jah Nuh Dead: Sinéad!!! I hadn’t heard this song before, and it’s absolutely beautiful and haunting. It takes a special person to keep you captivated and carry their own against such bare/sparse accompaniment. She has such a unique voice. She’ll truly be missed.

I’m guessing this is the Irish set 🍀

🎤Talking Break

Ya gotta love it when he fangirls over bands!

SINÉAD!!!!!!

🎵Set 9 (Fairlies)

Fairlies: so this is what happens when Irish musicians go to HOT climates? Jk jk 😂 no, I really like this. Some interesting lyrics!

🎤Talking Break

I kinda miss flip phones.

🎵Set 10 (I Am A River)

I Am A River: this is a bright song, and I mean that in terms of timbre. All the instruments and even the vocals are very ☀️☀️☀️ it definitely paints an image in your head/imagination

🎤Talking Break

No!! Don’t shut up! I love your rambles!

“Aylesbury Boy, in a kinda animated buffalo character” - what on earth does they mean??? Bullwinkle???

🎵Set 11 (Aylesbury Boy)

Aylesbury Boy: I’ll be honest, I don’t like this. It’s got a lot of funny words in it, a decent background rhythm, but it’s not my jam.

🎤Talking Break

Ok, an album of covers is a great idea.

“Stop talking. Listen to it” 😂

🎵Set 12 (Three Hours)

Three Hours: I’m really digging the backing track. It’s got some fun sound effects, but what I really like is the driving rhythm against this free-flowing vocal line. Nice contrast!

🎤Talking Break

I like how he talks more as the show goes on 😂

New content! 🙀

“Outrageously reasonable questions”

I’ll be honest, the non-advent music calendar confuses me 😅

“Cardboard aperture”

THE IDENT. OMG.

🎵Set 13 (O Barquinho - Till the Morning Comes)

O Barquinho: yep! This is bossa nova!

Till the Morning Comes: the piano and other background music reminds of Penny Lane 😂😂😂 I genuinely can’t even listen to the song properly because I keep expecting Paul McCartney to burst in with some vocals 😂😂😂😂

🎵Talking Break

Oh dear. We’ve gotten to the experimental poetry part of the show! This could be good or bad 😅

“I like jazz for the principle of what jazz is” - Nordine

Well Nordine, if that’s your stance, then I appreciate your performance of Coral for the principle of what it is, as a non-musical reinterpretation of jazz.

“A flight of musical fantasy within structure.” Ya know, not a bad definition of jazz. You do improvise over a pre-arranged chord progression, so that makes sense!

🎵Set 14 (Coral - nightclub)

Coral: not gonna lie, this is my least favorite selection of the show. HOWEVER, I will give credit where it’s due! I do appreciate that he’s got word plays, puns, and other poetic devices all over the place. That stuff mimics some of the techniques you’ll find throughout jazz. Now what’s really cool is the background music - you can hear bits and pieces influenced from different eras of jazz, such as New Orleans, swing, some bebop, and more modern stuff as well! Even though I hate it, I appreciate what it does.

Also, I first thought this song was a cheesy ad 😂😅 I definitely can tell he’s a voice actor

Nightclub: I like this a lot! Crazy how it goes from insanity to something really sweet, funny, and enjoyable. The background music is so ethereal and although a bit random, it’s great! The contradiction is like “salty and sweet” snacks. It shouldn’t work, but it does. Although I guess it mirrors some of the temporary images in the poem, like the smoke disappearing.

🎤Talking Break

Whoa. Cillian put the backing track in?! Good choice, dude!

🎵Set 15 (Remember Begum Rokheya)

Remember: ok I love this!!!! Polyrhythms galore, and the instrument pairings are so much fun! 😍

🎤Talking Break

“Approachable mellow” - does this mean there’s mellow stuff that isn’t approachable? I’d love to hear an example

🎵Set 16 (I Smile for E)

I Smile for E: I like the contrast between verse and chorus. Going from a minor key to major gives an auditory version of “smiling” nice touch! But I’ll be honest - idk why this is more “approachable” than other mellow songs 😅😂

🎤Talking Break

I’m not sure he’s saying “Hinoki” correctly. It looks Japanese to me? But idk. I’m not an expert and he’s definitely more informed than I am

“Useful music” - isn’t all music useful in some way? 🤔

🎵Set 17 (Hinoki Wood - Woman In Late)

Hinoki Wood: an interesting choice of instrument. You can tell it’s an old upright that needs a bit of maintenance, but it does have some charm.

Woman In Late: ok, so we are back to the tape loop concepts seen at the beginning of the show! Kinda cool how he’s circling back. Anyway, the “tape loop,” or looping of small lengths of recorded tape, was a thing done at the beginning of the minimalist trend in the ‘60s (think Reich or Riley) to create this fuzzy sound effect seen here. I love how you hear that influence in so many corners of the music world!

🎤Talking Break

“Delicious”

What???! The last song??? 😭😭😭

Yay! New music!

“Mind yourselves”

🎵Set 18 (Unknown Summer)

Unknown Summer: I’m digging it 😎 This has some amazing dissonant vocals and it is soooooo satisfying. I don’t like the crackle effect in the background, but it does help build this “distortion” they’re building in the song. It’s kinda fun to put that distortion against the “clear” blue skies. I see what ya did there… 😂

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Ah! That’s the end!!!

Thank you so much for reading all this. I honestly can’t believe anyone is interested in my rambles. Anyway, hope you enjoyed! I’ll write again next week for episode 2!

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[kiawren]

hi wren !! what first drew u to kiawe, and vice versa? :o did u ever talk abt these aspects/moments w each other? (@dmclr)

Helloo Claraaa

What first drew me to Kiawe irl wise was from the anime when I saw it in 2022 the first episode that he appeared, he seemed really cool lol that's about it actually.. then I watched more and he seemed so funny but also a genuinely nice caring character. Honestly his pokeani character is more light hearted, less aloof, more emotive.

Now I ship with his game character (with some aspects taking after the anime like he has a younger sister and late grandfather), it feels more mature and solemn at times when he talks about realistic woes like worrying about affording his studies abroad. And being able to go up the volcano to see him and run around him in-game makes me feel more connected to him LOL

Lore wise. They first met up the volcano when my s/i wanted to find a nice vantage point to view the sunset. They strike a conversation and Wren learns of his trial captain status and I guess from that initial meeting was already drawn to him. Wanting to know more about him and what he does, and cuz he seems like nice person. He talks in a stern sort of way but he's just kinda awkward. and he showed care for Wren. Cuz coincidentally becuz I Willed it some pokemon were blocking the path down slope and it was getting dark. So kiawe said I'll walk you down after the sunset. And Wren just. Romanticises things so he's like Damn I'm gonna start having an infatuation on this guy. I mean it really is that easy for me irl 😭

Like there was no complex reason why s/i me started liking him. Since they're basically a copy paste of me they just like him easily and simply LOL.

Kiawe was mostly indifferent to a lot of trial-goers and other people in a romantic sense. He wasnt not looking for anything. He likes getting to know people and their pokemon but he doesnt get infatuations.

So when he saw Wren that evening up at that volcano, who wasn't even there for the trial, he was just curious why someone would hike all the way up for a sunset.

And cuz he said he'd walk them down for their safety and the safety of the pokemon residing there when the sky got dark, he sat down with Wren and he were 'forced' (by me. by fate) to talk.

Wren shares they're here on a conservation programme and will do some research on alolan ecology and how to conserve it. In particular some of their fieldwork will be done at the volcanic area (with some other Aether foundation researchers or Prof Burnet) and Kiawe's interest was piqued becuz that seemed like a great cause.

I'm not sure exactly how much they talked that first evening they met, but it did spark interest in the other's role.

For Kiawe, he appreciated the company. and it was Wren who first asked whether he could come up here more often to talk to him, so he looked forward to it. Since Wren's disposition was so easy-going and lighthearted he wanted to get to know them more as a friend.

Basically. Ultimately when they first meet, only Wren started getting intetested in Kiawe on an attraction and infatuation level. Kiawe was only interested on a platonic level. Which makes The Realisation™ all the more better. (While Wren never misses a day of Pining)

Did we ever talk about these moments Hmm Yes Kiawren talks abort a range of things and Wren's the kind of person to be like "You know actually When I met you that day..."

And when confessing their crushes on each other he'd also point out how they liked Kiawe since like. Almost the beginning LOL😭

I guess it's also nice to think about Kiawe saying my interest for conservation was felt for his first impression of me talking about doing the conservation programme on alola. Becuz that aspect of my personality would the the best I hope people might notice about me.... 😁

[zakubabbles]

Found out last week that my former printmaking professor is retiring and some of the department faculty were throwing a tiny farewell party.

He and his wife, my other professor, helped me out so much during my college career as well as afterwards. I received so much encouragement from them and other professors to go for my MFA. When that was put on hold, they helped me by donating a good chunk in order for me to go to a printmaking residency in 2014.

Immediately after that residency I felt revitalized and capable of anything. So I got a retail job. XD It was so I could save up money to go to other residencies around the world. Anyway, that, and everything else I had planned, didn't work out. I stayed stuck in retail, my morale dropped, depression worsened, self worth plummeted, and shame in being a failure and not living up to my (and in some way, my professors) expectations built up.

I had also intended to gift my professors some of the prints I made from the residency. But laziness (and embarrassment) got the better of me and I kept putting it off. Semester after semester. Year after year.

So after reading he was retiring I realized this was my last chance to probably see him and I had to get those prints ready.

The prints have pretty much been finished since 2014 save for one final touch, sewing into them. Finally got my ass in gear and did that. Ngl, it was difficult considering my hands have been very stiff, swollen, and achy from not having medication available, but I fucking did it.

I got ready and went back to my old university. Very nervous. Driving there didn't help my nerves.

When I arrived, prof was talking with someone but once he caught a glimpse of me standing there he recognized me even with my mask on and greeted me with a hug.

According to him, I look great! XD Better and healthier than I did last time he saw me (i don't btw, I really really don't)!

He saw the portfolio and off we went inside the classroom to see. He seemed happy. He was showing them off to the students who were there and talked about me and my old work to them. He also made us all shake hands and wanted us to exchange info because we're draftspeople. We were all awkward.

Then his wife/ other professor came in and there were more hugs and more talking and praise. Apparently, they've both been showing slides images of my old work to students through out the years which feels nice. All the while I couldn't stop apologizing for being so late. And they kept shushing me about it.

Did see a couple of my old classmates. One, who was an acquaintance and I hadn't thought of since school, said he remembered me/ recognized me because of my eyes.

That was a surprise.

Stepped away for a bit and roamed around the department building. Nostalgia. But it was less painful than the nostalgia from earlier this week. College was a good time. Aside from the bad times anyway XD

Went back to talk a bit again with my professors and then said goodbye.

On my way to the car I decided to walk around the campus for a bit. It's changed so much. The streets are gone. It's a walkable campus now. Pretty.

I still feel crummy about myself and *vaguely gestures everything* but I do feel better that I finally got that big looming overdue project done with and I saw my professors again. Print professor still invited me to go to the studio and use it despite him no longer being there XD

Driving back I kept thinking how I wish I could cry.

I wish I could just break down and grieve everything I couldn't do. I know it sounds so melodramatic, and I suppose it is, but I feel I need it.

Shame I can't.

Anyway.

[navybrat817]

Hi Navyyy

So weekly update ig met prof and sorta talked to him outside of class and felt super giddy😭

He seems super friendly and kind of like he’s being less formal with me? He gave me finger guns and these funny expressions like we would with friends/acquaintances and that’s not something I’ve normally seen him do

Also it’s become a little more playful how I interact with him. So I joked about him being old which is funny because he’s our youngest professor

Plus he also sort of told me not to be a stranger after graduation and that felt nice😭

So aaaah it’s been a little eventful and I really wanted to tell someone! Thanks for listening <3

🎓

FINGER GUNS. Nonnie, I don't even know why, but that brought a huge smile to my face. You do realize you're basically fanfic material, right? You're living it.

I hope you're having a great day. Love and thanks! ❤️

[lolipop-eevee]

Pokemon Lumiose Academy

Chapter 2

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(Your pov)

Riiiiiiiiiiiiing

The bell woke me up at, I rolled over to see Dawn already dressed and packing her bag for the day, piplup was jumping around on her bed.

"What time is it?" I asked sleepily.

"Oh, Y/n, you're up! It's 7 am so you better get ready before you're late. Class starts at 9" Dawn said.

I got out of bed, got dressed, brushed my teeth, etc. After I was ready Dawn called piplup back into it's pokeball and we went to the cafeteria where we got our breakfast. We finished at 8:30, so we still had half an hour to get to class.

"Looks like we have home room together" Dawn observed.

"Cool, where's the classroom?" I asked.

"Here" she said pointing.

We left to find our first class, we were glad we had the extra time since this was our first time and we wouldn't be late if we got lost. We found the room in 20 minutes and were about to go in when I saw someone behind us.

"Serena!" I called to her.

She came over "Good morning Y/n, how are you?" she asked.

"I'm good, how about you?" I answered.

Serena sighed.

"What is it?" I asked.

"I have to share a dorm room with Misty" she confessed.

"Oh....." I said, that could be a problem. Serena and Misty already hated each other enough as it is, I didn't know how they would handle being stuck in the same dorm.

"But let's not think about that" Serena said. "It's our first day of school, we should be complaining about all the homework the teachers will probably give us, not my terrible roommate"

"Misty isn't terrible" I said.

"Um, Y/n..." said Dawn.

"Oma, I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce you guys!" I exclaimed. "Serena, this is Dawn, my roommate. Dawn, this is Serena, my friend since elementary school"

"Nice to meet you Dawn!" Serena said.

"Nice meeting you too Serena" Said Dawn, then she turned to me. "So, um, who's Misty?"

"Right here" said a voice from behind us.

"Oh, good morning Misty. How long have you been standing there?" I asked.

"Just got here" Misty explained "How was your first night? Was your roommate nice?"

"It was awesome! And my roommate is amazing, she's right here" I said gesturing at Dawn.

"Dawn Berlitz" Dawn said holing out her hand. Misty shook it.

"Misty Williams, good meeting you Dawn" said Misty shaking her hand.

"What's so bad about her?" Dawn whispered to me.

"Nothing!" I whispered back. "Why would you think that?"

"Well Serena didn't seem to like her very much" Dawn explained.

I nodded "They've always hated each other, but they're both really great. If they weren't, then they wouldn't be my best friends" I said.

"Why do they hate each other?" Dawn asked.

"I don't know" I admitted.

"You don't know?!" said Dawn, almost forgetting to whisper. "But didn't you say you were their friend?"

"I am, and no, I have no idea why they hate each other. If I knew I might be able to help put a stop to it" I said.

The bell rang.

"Well, that's the bell, we should probably go in" said Serena.

We all went inside and found seats as close together as possible. Serena on one side, Misty on the other, with me and Dawn in the middle. Thank goodness this school doesn't have seating charts, otherwise, knowing they're luck, Misty and Serena would probably have to sit next to each other. At least this way there was some space between them.

The Prof came in to start the class. "Hello class, my name is Professor Sy—" he was cut off by someone running through the door.

"Sorry I'm late Professor!" said the boy who just came in.

"It's fine, um, Ash right?" the professor said.

He nodded.

"Well you can go find a seat where ever you can find room, I think there's one beside Zoey" said our teacher.

Ash went across to the seat beside Zoey, which just happened to be the one right in front of me, I could already see Serena and Misty freaking out. Damn it, why? I thought as the prof started the class.

"As I was saying, I am professor Sycamore..." he said, but my attention was on Misty and Serena.

Serena grabbed my arm and shook it a little bit "Ash is here! Can you believe it? Ash it here!" she squealed.

"I can't believe this! This is awesome! Ash is here!" said Misty doing fist pumps beside Dawn who looked very confused.

Ash was sitting right in front of me, and I didn't know how he didn't notice the two crazy girls having a party over his existence right behind him. I was about to tell them to quiet down , but professor Sycamore beat me to it.

"Serena. Misty. Please no talking in my class" he said.

"Sorry prof" they said at the same time.

"Ash is here!" Serena whispered beside me.

I sighed. Great. Ash was here. Yet another reason for my two best friends to fight. I can't believe this. Why? Just why?

<Time skip brought to you by professor Sycamore talking about type advantage>

In the cafeteria.

"Wow, the first day of school is great so far!" said Serena. She had barley touched her sandwich since she was so busy talking about how much she loved it here.

"I can't believe Ash is here" Misty happily sighed.

"Hey, you two are finally agreeing on something!" I smiled.

They both huffed and turned away from each other.

"Ash is something everyone can agree on" Serena said.

"I think I'm missing something, who's Ash?" asked Dawn.

"The boy who came in late for prof Sycamore's class" I said.

"What's so important about him?" Dawn asked.

Misty glared at her for daring to question Ash's importance.

"Uh, I think Serena and Misty should explain" I said, I didn't want another 'Ash is so great' speech, but they could probably do a better job at explaining the situation.

"Well for starters he's sweet, and kind, and he loves pokemon" Serena started.

"Not to mention he's a great battler" Misty continued.

"Basically he's perfect" Serena finished.

Dawn still looked confused, I knew I'd have to step in since Serena and Misty were now both stuck in la la land and we wouldn't get anything else out of them.

"He's the guy that Misty and Serena have both had a crush on since second grade" I said and Dawn let out an 'oh'

"Is that why they fight so much?" she asked.

"No, they hated each other before they met him" I said.

"Wow, no wonder you hate him" Dawn said.

"What?! I don't hate him. Why would you think that?" I wondered.

"You were glaring daggers at the back of his head, like, really hard. I'm surprised you didn't burn a hole in it. I was wondering why, but now I know he's one of the reason's your friends are fighting" Dawn said.

"Well, I do wish he wasn't going to this school since Misty and Serena will have yet another reason to fight, but it's not like it's his fault. I don't hate him" I said.

"Could have fooled me" Dawn mumbled loud enough for me to hear.

I sighed "Come on, we should eat something before lunch is over" I said taking a bite of my wrap.

<Time skip brought to you by boring classes>

Me, Dawn Serena, and Misty were in our dorm after the last class of the day, talking about school and other things.

"So Y/n, you know there's a school dance coming up, right?" Dawn said out of no where.

"What? I didn't know about this. How did you find out?" I asked.

"It says so on the schools website. Serena, Misty, tell me I'm not the only one who knows about this?" said Dawn.

"I didn't know either" said Serena.

"I did" Misty said.

"You did?" I asked.

"Yeah, they have one every year two months after the first day to celebrate the new school year. You would know that if you had checked the school's website" Misty explained, shooting a look at Serena.

"You realize that Y/n didn't know about it either, right?" Serena reminded.

"Um, who do you want to go with?" asked Dawn trying to prevent conflict, I could tell she was doing it for my sake.

"Ash" Serena and Misty said at the same time, should have seen that coming.

The two turned and glared at each other. "What do you mean, why would Ash go with an unsophisticated tomboy like you?" Serena said to Misty.

"Well at least I don't spend three hours in the bathroom every morning gazing at myself in the mirror" Misty shot back.

"Excuse me?!" exclaimed Serena angrily.

Oh no, I thought. This is bad.

(Ash's pov)

In Ash's dorm.

"Hey Gary, I felt like someone was watching me in prof Sycamore's class" I said.

"That's weird, are you sure you're not just imagining things?" Gary asked.

"Maybe..." I said, I didn't think so though. Just then, a sound came from my bag.

"What was that?" asked Gary looking around.

"Oh, right" I said, I unzipped my bag and Pikachu came out.

"Ash, why do you have a Pikachu in your bag?" Gary asked.

"You see, Pikachu doesn't like to go in his pokeball, and since pokemon aren't allowed outside they're pokeballs in the halls, I have to keep him in my bag" I explained.

"Is that even allowed?" asked Gary.

"I talked to the principle and he said they could make an exception" I said.

"Ok, if you say so" said Gary.

(Dawn's pov)

Me and Y/n sat on the bed listening to the two girls shoot insults back and forth. I looked over at Y/n, it was obvious that they were hurting her more than they were hurting each other.

"Ok, stop, that's enough!" I said coming between them. "Can I talk to you both?" I asked before pulling them into the bathroom.

 "We need to talk about something" I said.

"Wait" Misty interrupted.

"What is it?" I asked.

"We should give Serena a few minutes to look at herself to make sure her hair is still just as perfect as it was five minutes ago before you start" Misty said.

"What did you say?!" Serena exclaimed.

"Do you need hearing aids grandma? I said—" I cut Misty off before she could finish.

"No, stop it, this is exactly what I wanted to talk to you about" I said.

"The fact that Serena needs hearing aids?" Misty asked.

"No, all of your fighting" I said before Serena could respond.

"What do you mean?" asked Serena.

"I mean that you should stop. You're hurting Y/n more than each other" I said.

"I would love to stop, but somebody is making it very hard" Serena said.

"Excuse me? Who called me a tomboy" Misty snapped.

"That's not an insult, that's a fact" Serena said calmly.

"You see? This is exactly what I mean! Look, I know it's probably to much to ask both of you to stop fighting entirely and become best friends. I don't know why you hate each other, but I do know you won't be able to resolve it in one day. But could you at least try to keep it together in front of Y/n? She's your friend, and she really doesn't like it when you fight" I said.

They glared at each other.

"Please?" I asked.

Serena sighed. "I'll try for Y/n" she said.

"Fine" Misty grumbled. "But this doesn't mean I like you, or that I'm even going to be nice to you. This is just for Y/n"

"I couldn't agree more" said Serena.

"Ok, can we go outside and you guys won't fight?" I said.

They both nodded stiffly. We all went out of the bathroom and we saw Y/n still sitting on her bed playing with her Pikachu and my piplup.

"Hey, what took you so long?" she asked.

"Oh, nothing" I said and we all started talking again. Serena and Misty weren't fighting apart from the occasional glare.

I sighed in relief. Crisis averted, for now.

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And there's the next chapter! I hope you guys enjoyed this one too. That's all for now, bye!  

[lonespektr]

OCTOBER 11TH HORROR WATCH

The Wild Boys (2017)

Okay notes to help:

Black n White / gray scale

T.W. The trailer is clockwork orangey with terrible young men being terrible i.e. SA/ rape

All the boys are played by women actresses

It's french

Ok:

Island

Drinking stranded screaming for another boy

Bashed head on rock

Dog with a person mask capítan

Beset upon by sailors

He's now a halfboygirl person ?

Second look directly in the camera

Tasteful? cut away

Flash forward the boys are with their drama teacher

Play...in the middle of a cornfield?? 🤨

Narrator is asserting they were naively attracted to the professor

There in creepy masks paper mache

Who drinks something they kids give them?

Exact same descend upon scene and manner but with no tasteful cut away

So far depiction of male gang rape 🚫

Depiction of female gang rape 👍

Obviously it's the crime and the inciting incident but there's a clear juxtaposition here

Voice over justifications for why the boys "wanted to go all the way through the act

{Like as in theater?}

And not face consequences "

Wording is important here. I believe the captions are encoded onto the film as in the filmmakers choice

Style text color of font

And yes faceless masked crowds always help absolve people mostly men of their choices

Trevor? Crystal sugar skull shot

Drugged from whatever she drank tied to horse for reasons excessive semen shots

The horse is running off to a cliff not and {sigh}

Yup there's the magical mystical like a music video wild night out depiction of bound a gagged woman flying loosely off the side of a horse

So shes having a great time 👍👍

This is of course from the boys depiction perspective....

Trevor is the horse ??

Okay YIKES 😬 the voice over with the woman saying the boys were certainly very sad is not from the boys perspective it's one thing for the unreliable narrator to have a isn't rape fun perspective but who the fuck is this

The boys hatch a ridiculous lie at least they acknowledged the contrition is bullshit

Can't even keep a straight face with the lie

Prof made us drink

A room? They are outside?

Now they are saying she assaulted them

Depiction of fellow rapist as "sweet" is a choice

The gavel is another weird human mask

There are two half off screen semi nude male sentries flanking the boys as they lie???

The audacity and obviousness of the boys to basically just depict a male fantasy as testifying how she assaulted them is like next level

Very Kubrick frankly

Ooo and there it is the worst possible thing a woman can do to a man she laughed at them

Not the forced fellatio the forced drinking that didn't happen but the fake laughing at them that's the teary part

After she laughed she pissed herself and that's why she was found like that

One boy "doesn't remember" too traumatized from hang raping a woman to remember

Lawyer is listing all their past stellar behavior

Okay back to their rich house

Captain a boy on a leash a woman with fruit

Camp level of hairy fruit to consume!!

Okay the boy on the leash is a reformed rapist (lobotomy style - clockwork orange)

And now hes very well behaved

Boys have already started bullying reformed kid

Boy is going the kill them with kindness route with a dash of madness

Tanguys mother refused

Completely necessary dream sequence of scantily clad woman (capt daughter)

Tanguy snuck out to be with them on the reform boat

They are paying him

Lol he just said one more person equals less food for y'all

Nice shot / stars

Trevor?? This their bad sugar jewel skull perona

Another scantily clad dream sequence

He's tossing their shit and they are chained up by the neck to the boat

Girl was "bait for virgins"

Which we knew but...

Is there a random pornographic photo on the helm

Mean nicknames and orders that seem cruel but are really just "help with the manning of the boat"

Already more sympathy for these rich boys having to do a single day of labor in their lives than the gang raped and murdered woman

Intermittent strangling throughout the boat chores

What's with the hair

Fruit

Sails

Previous boys hair???

Okay pissing scene with a tatooed dick

Captain singles out an ally?

Dog still has demon ppl face

No that's a person it was supposed to be the dog though

WTF

In the water

Trevor?

Every one now wants to be the captains dead dog

Actually told the truth

Dick is still out

Looks like there was a mask with his face?

Very important this dick tattoo

Capt is sad about dead dog so the boys are stuck in the hold

Now they are having hallucinations

My ideals are gone

TREVOR

their ideals are bad ones

Now that that was timed perfectly

He's an expert don'tchaknow

He cut them loose

THIS IS THE CHRISTMAS MUSIC FROM SHIT WHAT HOME ALONE SEVERAL THINGS

Two seconds loose and they are back to themselves

But maybe with a psychological leash?

And why cut to his semi erect cock beneath his pants when you say this

Why are they staring at it????

Arrival at the lush island

It's described as such i would say it's got more horror vibes but trees are supposed to be green not black and white

They are blind folded and now voluntarily holding the rope

Okay that was hilarious they all ran into each other and he just pushed they heads

E.x how Martain be doing geina sans misogyny

Okay one boy he selected is not blindfolded

The island is full of molesty leaves that are licking them and also a dick tree that's coming some milky stuff they can drink (, it's supposed to be a flower)

Please remember these actors are all women

There's also a bush you can fuck!

Camp literal human legs covered in bushes

The boy obsessed with the captin goes to look for him

The captin has 1 boob?

And we have found severine?

Whoever that is

She knows about the new recruits

He's upset about the dog

Went from grayscale to true black n white???

We lost subs

Oh shit they were speaking English

She runs the outfit

Oh yea mushroom mention earlier

She wants to fight

Shes choking him

Now they are in the water

Why did she come up unconscious when he went under being choked

Now he's molesting her

Gun in the mouth

Let's equate desire with assault

Now they are making out

How did severine used to look?

Boys predictably fell asleep near the dick tree and the fuck bush

Severine is going after his lil fav who is stuck in some goo

Urinating on self to escape the good per severine recommendation

Severine has two boobs so is morally superior to capítan

They are already going back

Don't think they're fixed

They all want to leave except for the ringleader who wants to look for the fav who is still with severine

Jumps in ocean at last min they already left

Swimming after the rowboat

Look at these visuals

Atheists

Another oyster reference

The island is a giant oyster and I'm it's pearl

Back on the water

Literally how was the island trip supposed to help

They aren't tied up anymore

Obviously he didn't do any solid brain washing

Thought he was an expert

They mutiny

Say i'm Trevor!

Stabbed his one boob gotta molest it first

He gets up but tips into the water storm

No plausible reason why the brainwashing failed or was poor they could have at least said he was unwell due to the dog

Another look into the camera

Back to the island

Munitions??

True freedom more hallucination?

Random booze ashore?

Wolf howling thinly veiled homoeroticism fight

Actual orgy

Literally who decided feathers

Ring leader thinks he finds the left boy

It's severine

They made a scarecrow corpse of the captains

With a bigstick so we don't forget about the tattoo dick

Ringleader has escalated to necrophilia

Taunting

Important to molest the one boob first

Something came out of the capitan mouth

One of the boys has boobs now

And one of the boys junk has fallen off

Plop

And now is immediately subject to violence by the boy who doesn't have boobs yet

Immediately another rape

This one is depicted as more violent because the character is a boy?

Mid rape his dick has fallen off and now the other boy is perfectly fine after they attack and is playing with licking the balls

Suddenly the clarity of being dickless heals trauma from being raped by your friend and heals naturally your violent assault desires too

The big they left has the biggest best boobs and has freed them in the goop with pee from the trees severine is there

One of the boys bodies refuses to become a woman

Obvs happened to the doctor

Stayed in the island because doesn't want to be a girl on the mainland

But figured out how to dose so boys don't physically change but aren't violent ??

The kid is just clinging to any adult

That's how he ends up alone and beset upon

Hallucinations aren't explained

Severine gives them the gun

Explore is another interesting euphemism here

One kid ran off

Now they are having sex with the sailors

Severine is monitoring on swivel with a torch??

The boys are boys

The sailors are adults btw

The boy who ran off is back to being molested by plants again

He hides with he sees they are leaving the island

Killed the sailors and took their boat

Naturally the one boob kid is the new captain

Macbeth reference again

They are of course shirtless constantly now that they have boobs when they were not before

Back to TREVOR

Okay well if you want a trippy french version of clockwork orange there you go

Post credit scene in new captin alone on the island

[theeveningletter]

Tuesday, 01/10/2022, past 12 am

Last nights dream(s): I think I might’ve been an assistant of some sorts, like the way Sophie is for Howl. Again, I can’t remember much.

Where I went: I’m still at Sheridan Res, I went to school for class. From 8-11 am, I had painting with Gillian, from 11-2 I had Prof. studies with Lynn <3, and then I came back to Res for lunch. And from 3-6 I had a class with Marco.

What I ate: For a quick breakfast, I just had some water and my homemade Japanese milk bread. For lunch, I finished the rest of my milk bread, had leftover instant noodles, biryani, cookies, and a Vietnamese coffee. For dinner, Maddy and Lacie came over and we ordered Vietnamese food. I had a chicken curry.

What I did: I woke up at about 6:45 am, but stayed in bed until 7:30 am. I got ready and headed off to painting class for 8:00 am. Gillian talked so much. No offence. It was useful, but we only really got about 45 minutes to make progress on our 3 week painting. I should go over my work from that class. We were introduced to the semester-long assignment, and had a group where we chose our groups. We need to choose a theme. I’m with Sarah! And I finally met Erica, who I do in fact follow on Instagram. Sarah also gave me an adorable mug - it is a gingerbread AND it has a cookie holder. Amazing. Perfect for me. I gave her some homemade cookies. How perfect. How in sync. After, Sarah and I went to Lynn’s class for Professional Studies - the class that I miraculously got into. I’m so happy. But I hope that I can produce better work than I did last term. Like - even better. After Lynn’s lectures, I talked to Lynn!!! We caught up on how our breaks went. Her Barry little dog has infected anal glands. And one of them was surgically removed. Apparently it was a bit of a stressful break :( I told Lynn about my dog sitting experience. She said Cooper was cute hehe. She also talked to Sarah a bit! We all got to talk about Coop a bit. Since Lynn let us out about 50 minutes early from class, I got to have nearly a 2-hour lunch break from 1:15-3:00 pm. That’s when I ate, I listened to a Stephanie Soo video and some music. And then had Marco’s class. It’s pretty interesting. I sat with Chantal! I’m happy to see her - she’s so kind. I hope this is a good semester. During the break, Carrie and I saw a student in our class walking out crying while she had to tell Marco something :( I hope she’s okay. Marco’s class actually seems pretty cool. It’s more about research and ideation. I honestly love that part of the illustration-making process. I’m excited for this course. And we get to keep a journal! After class, I went back to Res and Carrie, Maddy, and Lacie came by and we had dinner together. Maddy ordered Uber eats on her phone this time and I realize I ordered something that was a bit more expensive than the rest of everyone but Maddy only said to give back $10, which is what everyone else gave :( I feel kind of bad. Some of our food spilled because the restaurant only gave us a few bags - the soup was leaking. Lacie fell off her chair. I hope she’s okay. After they left, Carrie and I had tea time. I used my new mug from Sarah! I hope it never breaks or gets lost. I love it. I took a shower. I want to dye my hair again.

Media: Absolutely nothing. Actually maybe Frank Ocean.

Things I worked on: Nothing. I just went to my different classes.

Grateful for: Maddy - again, I know I’m generally just very awkward, but I’m grateful she still talks to me and is just a nice person. Lacie - she’s so chill. Easy to talk to. I hope this semester goes well for her and that she has good luck. Carrie - just grateful for someone who feels like will be a lifelong friend. Always asking me to join her and her friends. Lovely person. Sarah - <3 Soulmate. Ily. I hope everything goes well. Chantal - she is always such a great person to talk to. So welcoming and makes you feel like there’s actually someone interested in you as a person. Lynn - what can I say. Lynn is so awesome. The first teacher here that I’ve felt comfortable enough to talk to and build a friendly relationship with. Love her.

Closing Thoughts: I’m tired. Been up for 18 hours. I found out Frank is performing for Coachella 2023. Maybe I will end up in California for my internship. I’ll do it. I have to. For me.

[quizzicalink]

So for the wrong train home au, does Ingo recognize Emmet when he first appears, or is he more confused that a stranger shares his exact face? If/when Dawn appears, does he attempt to communicate with her?

I also really like the PMD aspect of this and I'm excited to see what that entails! Any reason in particular you chose Starly as his partner? It seems like you're implying there's a hidden meaning behind this partner which I'm curious to hear about

Touched on Emmet and Ingo's first encounter over here--Ingo recognizes Emmet as the Man With His Face that he vaguely recalled during his time in Hisui, but beyond that... emmet’s a stranger. A stranger that Ingo feels very sad and guilty when looking at. On Emmet’s side of things, all he sees is a zoroark wearing his missing brother’s hat. Although something about its eyes are painful familiar...

It was a confusing, stressful encounter for the both of them, and it really fuels the identity crisis ingo has low-key been having whilst stuck a zoroark. (Was he really human? Can his memory be trusted? Was he always a zoroark? Was he simply copying the appearance of the man in white?)

As for Dawn... when he first sees her, she doesn’t see him. He wants to believe it’s her, but he’s already encountered Rei and Kamado lookalikes (aka Lucas and Prof. Rowan) so he’s cottoned on that seeing someone who looks like someone he knows doesn’t necessarily mean it’s actually them. Beyond that, his zoroark instincts are making him cautious and avoidant, so he’s not quite got the nerve to approach anyone... (Since Zoroarks are all about illusions and misdirection, (and as is suggested by their dex entries) I figure it must be pretty ingrained in them to stay out of sight/hide/avoid of danger. Basically, nervous train man + zoroark stress response of hide hide hide = a very flighty ingo.)

And yeah! The PMD side of this au is fun to think about and holds some great characterization moments for Ingo! A starly as ingo’s partner was admittedly an arbitrary choice, though its dex entry swayed me towards it-- they flock together to be stronger, which gave me an angle for this starly’s character. Zoro (as he’ll come to be called after some shenanigans) is a rather weak starly, often lagging behind his peers, so the opportunity to flock with a pokemon as strong as a zoroark is appealing! That gives him motivation (beyond just being nice) to help the weird zoroark that doesn’t know how to pokemon. He acts as ingo’s guide to both being a pokemon and the modern world, but is inexperienced enough that he doesn’t have all the answers or always gives good advice, allowing for shenanigans and misunderstandings to happen. He gives ingo someone to talk to and his adamant (or perhaps rash) personality drives them both forward even when there’s not a clear objective, which prevents ingo from getting stuck in his own head and bogged down by internal drama. (Later on, post ingo’s first encounter with emmet, Zoro gets to join dawn and emmet in the “not wanting ingo to leave them” club. Which unfortunately will involve him supporting ingo’s avoidance of the others. Zoro isn’t trying to be bad, he just wants to keep his strong cool weird uncle figure and doesn’t yet realize that ingo won’t straight up ditch him for the others.)

^this bird is a linchpin of ingo’s sanity early on in this au lmao

[meltwonu]

| 𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔩 𝔦 𝔪𝔢𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 |     [Chapter 1] 

pairing; fratboy!wonwoo x reader

this chapter’s notes; fratboy!wonwoo, dom!wonwoo, dirty talk, masturbation, sex toys, mentions of sexting/sending photos/videos, baby this has hella plot lmao dkhf 🥴💕 WELCOME TO UNTIL I MET YOU!! THE MINI-SEQUEL TO CAFFEINE! A bit of a shorter chapter but I didn’t want to overload with too much everything in the first chapter, ykwim? 😎 Thank you so much for your patience with this sequel, I know there were a ton of people asking for a sequel for months after I said I would 💕��😭 As always, inbox roundup tomorrow! And don’t forget, next chapter for UIMY goes up on Feb 26th! T|H ch 1 next Friday! 🥰💕 Enjoy ch 1, have a great weekend and I love you! 💕

chapters; 1 - x - x - x - x

“Mmh… Wonwoo…”

His hands roam all over your naked body; warmth spreading all over when he digs his blunt fingernails into the skin of your waist.

“Feels good, doesn’t it? Did you miss me, sweetheart?” His voice is soft, gentle, yet teasing; barely above a whisper as your back bows off of the bed to lean into his simple touches. “I missed you, sweetheart. Missed your ‘lil cunt too.”

A choked sob falls from your lips, followed quickly by rushed, hurried cries for Wonwoo to move faster.

“Don’t you want me to take my time? We haven’t seen each other in months.” 

There’s a smirk on his lips, eyes twinkling with mischief when you reply back with a shaky whine. “Don’t you want me to slide my cock into your pretty ‘lil pussy nice ‘n slow? Let you feel every inch of me filling you up, just like it’s the first time all over again.” He stares at you dreamily; fixated on the way your body chases his hands when he drags them down to your thighs. “Or would you prefer it if I fucked you hard and fast? Your cute body squirming and trembling from how good I give it to you and my cock slamming into your tight ‘lil cunt.”

Wonwoo’s fingertips spread your folds as he licks his lips; appreciating how wet you already were for him.

“Bet your toys don’t feel as good as the real thing, huh?”

You shake your head ‘no’ furiously, “N-no, god, no! Wonwoo, p-please!” The male grins down at you, pouting mockingly at your desperate, pleading eyes. 

The wetness between your legs is unbearable and the sobs are caught in your throat when Wonwoo leans over you, lips ghosting across your own.

“Okay. Just say--”

You’re shocked awake by your alarm clock; chest heaving in deep breaths as you sit up in your crumpled sheets. “Oh, fuck...” Groaning, your clammy palms reach for the ringing device as you shut it off and sigh.

The clock reads 10:02AM; tired eyes trying to blink away the sleep that threatens to take you back to the dreamland you much preferred. Although, dreaming about Wonwoo was becoming a little bit too common these last few days.

Sighing once more, you move to get out of bed; already finding your panties soaking wet and sticking to you like a second skin when you stand.

“Ugh... Damn it.”

You press the vibrator harder onto your clit; teeth chattering with the pleasure that pours over your body.

“Oh, god, please, p-please…”

Images of Wonwoo dance behind your eyelids; sultry smirks and teasing glances bringing you closer and closer to the edge of an orgasm.

If there was anything that the last few months without Wonwoo taught you, it was that you couldn’t afford to lose him - in more ways than one. And despite his lack of calls or even text messages, you held out in hopes he still felt the same way that you did despite the distance.

You sent him pictures and videos of yourself often; teasing images half naked, toys in hand, and videos crying out his name while you came. And while he took the time to reply to those with praise and adoration, he almost never sent anything back. 

When he did, it was always short, clipped replies of how exhausted he was and how he didn’t have much time.

“Ngh, h-harder…” Your toes curl against the bedsheet; phantom feelings of his cock fucking you hard and deep making you cry out in desperation to be filled by his cock.

Your phone rings on the nightstand next to you as you cum - vibrator pressed so hard against your clit that your back bows off of the sheets while your thighs shake uncontrollably. 

And for the first time in a long time, it’s an orgasm that feels like it’s worth something.

‘Gyu: hey did wonwoo text u?

‘Gyu: he’s back next monday he said

‘Gyu: idk abt classes tho, might be out of commission for a while bc jetlag

‘Gyu: thinking abt throwing him a party on friday after he comes back...

‘Gyu: u wanna plan with us orrrrr? U got a private party or sth 🥴😏

‘Gyu: lmk

You’re nervous. Shy, even.

After you’d come down from your orgasm and checked your phone, your mind momentarily went blank from shock and the first thing you’d done was text Wonwoo to ask if he was really coming back that soon.

‘Ah, yeah, I was just about to text you. Prof said we can go home early if we wanted since we finished up classes. I’ll see you sometime next week? Jetlag and stuff.’, was all he had said and in your excited state, the only thing you had responded with was an, ‘Okay, great!’, without asking when, where, or what time.

You figured you’d give him some time to readjust instead of bombarding him as soon as he got in. But each second that you knew Wonwoo was home, you found yourself itching to just be in his presence.

You just had to be a little more patient.

Wednesday morning comes and you find yourself skipping your morning class to go to the library.

For studying, you tell yourself.

The male at the receptionist table shoots you a small smile to which you awkwardly smile back before ducking into an empty aisle. All you knew was that it seemed like Wonwoo wasn’t here.

Maybe he’s still at the frat house, you wonder.

Sighing slightly under your breath, you decide that maybe getting some work done would actually help distract you from looking for the male.

You find an empty table, setting your things down before pulling out your phone. 

In all honesty, you weren’t even sure why you were being so shy and nervous about contacting Wonwoo, especially when you so unabashedly sent him nudes every few days when he was away. 

Although, with how things had been before he left and the prospect of actually dating once he came back from his semester abroad - the butterflies in your stomach had been nonstop with the different scenarios that played out in your head. You’d even gone so far as to plan what happened if Wonwoo had decided he didn’t want to make an attempt at dating you.

“Sweetheart?”

The grip you have on your phone only tightens as you whip your head around to find Wonwoo standing behind your chair and you swear your heart stops beating the same time your breath gets caught in your throat. “H-huh?”

He smiles gently down at you and you can’t help but wonder how long you were spaced out to not notice him there. 

“Is this a dream too?” You wonder aloud - Wonwoo chuckling in response as he moves to collect your things for you.

“Have you been dreaming about me that much, sweetheart?” You stutter and stumble over your words; embarrassment eating at you every second that Wonwoo has a knowing smile plastered on his lips.

“C’mon, let’s go get something to eat since we both know you’re not really here to study.”

The version of Wonwoo that sits across the cafe table is… different.

Not bad, just different.

His arms are much tanner and definitely more muscular and the glasses missing from his face lets you appreciate his eyes even more when they’re not hidden behind the thick frames. He had even opted to wear a sleeveless shirt; something that you weren’t used to when he usually was around campus in long sleeves and sweater vests.

Although, you can’t and won’t deny the way your body reacts to this Wonwoo.

“Hey, I’m talking to you and you’re just spacing out.” Muttering, he leans over the small cafe table until his face is only inches away from yours and the smirk on his lips already lets you know that you’ve been caught staring.

“Listen, I know I’ve been gone for three months but you’re lookin’ at me like you haven’t had a fix in all that time.” Your lips press into an embarrassed firm line, avoiding his stare as he raises a brow at you.

“Wait, you didn’t fuck anyone in the three months I was gone?”

“No… did you?” Your voice is barely above a whisper; a little afraid that his answer will be ‘yes’ when he takes a second longer to respond.

“Nah,” He settles back into his seat, “I told you, didn’t I? I was willing to try the whole… dating, relationship thing with you when I got back. Although, I’m somewhat surprised one of the others didn’t try to seduce you while I was gone.”

You laugh slightly, cheeks warm as Wonwoo teases. “I wouldn’t have given them the time of day anyway.”

Your entire body burns hot, palms clammy in your lap from how giddy you were to be with Wonwoo and it made your heart do backflips knowing that he’d still been willing to try with you.

“Ah, how was it abroad anyway? You… didn’t really say much over the past few months so I feel like I don’t know how you were. Just some messages about how tired you were...” He takes a sip of his coffee; unintentionally making you internally scream when his lips form a pout while he thinks.

“Honestly? Other than the days we were excavating ‘n stuff, it was pretty boring. Really hectic though, and a lot of documenting which meant a lot of paperwork. I swear, I closed my eyes and I saw the inside of my textbooks.” He chuckles lightly, eyes focused on the cup of coffee in front of him.

“I just want to say sorry for my lack of communication. I really didn’t expect to be so busy that I couldn’t even pick up a call.” There’s a genuine apologetic look on Wonwoo’s face when he looks back at you. “And the time difference was really rough too. I didn’t want to take it out on you over the phone if I was stressed about not sleeping or the workload. I know we can get a little rough when we ‘play’ but this wasn’t that and it wouldn’t have been fair.”

Oh.

“T-that’s okay, I understand!” Your heart does somersaults in your chest, “I--thank you for thinking about me too.”

The feelings you have bubbling up inside of you make you feel like you’re falling in love for the first time, all over again. “Um… Sorry I sent so many pictures ‘n stuff.”

Wonwoo laughs, this time throwing his head back slightly before he tries to hide his wide grin. “Oh, sweetheart. Don’t apologize.” Your eyes meet his and for a split second, you see the familiar dominating look in his eyes before he leans over the small cafe table again.

“I might’ve not had all the time to entertain you those times but I thought about you alllll the time. I missed everything about you.” His voice is barely above a whisper - careful to not let anyone else in the cafe hear the topic of conversation. “Which, by the way…You piqued my interest earlier with your question. You never really answered my question about having dreams about me.”

You shift in your seat as you avert your eyes from his; eyes flitting down his toned body instead as you mentally curse yourself.

“I… kinda? I m-mean… not normally but just--just these last few days. It’s almost been every night… I wake up and--and it’s just… I’m...” You trail off; somewhat shy to say the rest of what you were going to say even though you’re almost certain Wonwoo already knows.

“Odd. Me too. I kept dreaming about you, which is, honestly, kind of why I thought to come back earlier.”

“Oh?”

“Mm, we still had 2 weeks left, technically. A bit of a spillover since my professor wanted us to explore the city once finals were over. But I just wanted to come home.” He finishes with a chuckle - a soft look in his eyes.

You pout back at him, “You didn’t come home early just for ‘lil ‘ol me, did you?” You say it jokingly, but deep down you do wonder.

“Would that be so bad?” Grinning, Wonwoo sets a couple of bills down onto the table to cover the meals you both barely have touched.

“Like I said, I missed everything about you, sweetheart.”

Wonwoo walks you back to your place afterwards; laughing and joking with you as if he hadn’t been gone for the last 3 months. 

There’s a certain playfulness about him that makes your heart bloom and part of you wonders if he’s opening up to you more now that there’d been some time apart.

“Are you gonna be working at the library again? Or is that done forever now?” “Mm.. I mean, it’d be kind of weird if I stopped, don’t you think?”

The grin of his face is telling and you have to mentally stop yourself from letting your mind wander in the middle of the sidewalk. “Y-yeah... Studying in my apartment isn’t really the same, y’know…”

Laughing, Wonwoo takes the opportunity to swing an arm around your shoulder as he tucks you under his arm. “I was actually at the library earlier to ask about my position back. I start tomorrow.” Goosebumps rise on your skin and the close proximity is enough to make you whimper.

“I’m only taking two classes this semester to give myself a bit of a break so I’ll be in the library more often to fill up the time. You can always call me if you need to know where I am. I promise I’ll respond this time, sweetheart.”

Before you know it, the two of you are already standing outside of your complex as Wonwoo takes his arm off of you.

“Will I be seeing you tomorrow?” There’s a hopeful lilt to his voice that has you nodding feverishly in return.

“I have a morning class but I’ll come by in the afternoon? I can text you to let you know, just in case.” You offer back.

Wonwoo licks his lips, tilting his head before leaning down and kissing you on the forehead.

The soft gesture momentarily throws you off as you freeze but the smoldering look in Wonwoo’s eyes when he pulls away lets you know that he’s already scheming.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, sweetheart.”

[carrotmakar]

fic recs january 2021

hi guys!! okay so i got to thinking and i’ve seen a lot of these posts around so i made my own!! i think that fic rec masterposts are such a great way to support writers and get more people to have the chance of seeing fics!!! plus i’m leaving a bit of feedback too :))

if you know of any fics that you’d like to share a little love on / you’d like me to read so that i can reblog and give it a little love, send me an ask with the title and the author’s url!!! 

so here it is, all the fics that i read in january 2021 (and the very end of december but i’m including them anyway)

total number of fics listed: 92 (series counted as a single piece)

@moonchildstyles

aster / tattoo artist harry aster | daffodil | sweet pea | gardenia | poppy

i read this entire series at like 8 am after not sleeping the night before and oh my god i was literally so soft!! like this is so fucking cute i literally felt like i was going to throw up the entire time (in the best way yk) like omg the butterflies i got from this series? unmatched. also, i feel that it’s necessary to add the part of this that made my heart absolutely explode: Harry’s thumb stroked her jawline, a smile molding his features. “Y’not a baby love, unless you want to be my baby. And I like you a lot, too. And stuff. like okay kill me <3

citrine / witch harry citrine | opal | lepidolite | sodalite | carnelian | angelite

alright so h is literally so sweet in this one!! he’s so gentle and lovely and i truly fell in love with him in the very first few paragraphs. and he’s so out of tune with everything but he’s trying his best to understand and just... sigh. “I’d look forever for you, if I had to.” love love love this line so much it’s literally the perfect way to tie everything together

chiaroscuro / vampire harry chiaroscuro | sfumato | craquelore | non finito | fresco | renaissance 

this is very creepy during the first chapter but in such a good way!!! i literally found myself gasping and i barely ever vocally react to a fic unless i am squealing at the fluff or crying but i vocally react to lindsee’s fics literally they are so good pleaseee. and omg the growth throughout this fic truly is impeccable i swear.

@gucciwins

adore you

okay this is so cute!!! loved every single word of it!!! there was a bit of angst at the very beginning that had my heart hurting but it was all mended by the end!!! the dad!harry content was absolutely immaculate omg i literally loved reading about atticus!!!!! i absolutely love long pieces and i think that this piece was the perfect length!! there were so many things that were packed in there but it didn’t seem rushed or jumbled or anything like that!!!!

@soysauceharry

watashi no sakura

okay first things first, i love japanrry in any form so i knew just by looking at the description that i was going to love this regardless of what was in it. to be honest i didn’t expect him to have a penny board that he used to get everywhere but there’s something so cute about that to me. throughout this entire fic, i was so amazed at the way that their relationship moved along so naturally and at such a good pace. i feel like there’s an art to making things move along at the right pace, and you definitely have that down!! i truly loved this fic so much and will probably be coming back at times to reread!

@havethetimeofyourstyles

143

i am very in love with this!!! boxer!h is so freaking yummy plus it’s so well written that i can feel everything, which is so amazing. i love that i’m able to feel all the emotions and picture everything while reading!! my heart broke a bit for harry while he was sad and just looking for love in any way he could find it. like mega sigh. also, i love the way that the characters are introduced. like, y/n doesn’t come at the very beginning but it’s so natural when she’s finally introduced. and omg the interactions that they had??? the reassurances??? *chef’s kiss*

baby, it’s cold outside

before i even started reading this, i knew i would love it!!! teacher!h has a special place in my heart for some reason i truly love him so much!! oh my god the yearning in this piece is so heartbreaking!!!! i literally read through the entire thing thinking that i was going to cry because of how much i could feel y/n and harry yearning for each other. sigh this is so cute i will definitely be rereading (most likely multiple times)

bright & blooming

ahhh this is literally so cute i live for the long distance friendships + only seeing each other over the summer!!! that is literally so amazing to me that you love someone that much to wait all year to only see them for a month!!! and this was such a good representation of the love and yearning that come with that!!! and i absolutely adore the way that you described each of them and their nicknames for each other!!!! love love love!!!

where the world takes you

this is my study abroad dream!!!!! the loveliness of them meeting and drunk!harry is just so sweet i love it so much!!! and the way that the flashback is in the middle and explains everything is so genius!!! and the full circle of it all makes me so happy!!! also the way that i cried at the end of the four months!! like that was heartbreaking but everything was pieced back together as it went along!!!

extra credit

this is prof!h so you know it’s great!!! i am such a sucker for this au i swear. this was so cute!! the way that everything progressed and the confession and the tension!!!! and then the “Yours.” at that one part had me screaming!!! and the way that he literally had a plan oh my god that’s so cute!!!! i love their dynamic so much!!!

deep sleep

this is so :) :( :) :( if that makes sense!! like i love love love dad!harry but there are just a few things that make me want to sob <3 i absolutely adore it though!!!!! it’s very sweet how mr. styles comes out here comforting as he should!!!!

beautiful inside & out

this is so sweet oh my god it’s beautifully written and i really felt everything that was going on!! personally, i’m not a person of color, but i think that this piece truly was written so wonderfully and it’s very lovely!!!! the insecurities made me literally want to cry, but the way that h was there to comfort was very nice, it made me so soft!!

admiring

this is so sweet!! the background snippet in there is so well done i love getting to know exactly how they met!!! and the way that harry’s being admired is just!!! so good!!!! like i love the descriptions and the feelings connected to that!!!! the entire thing is just so cute!!

for your eyes only

i shed tears reading this!! like it is so sad but also so happy!! i know that makes no sense but there was just a sense of my heart breaking and then it being put back together again and i love that!!! definitely a fantastic use of ‘if i could fly’ which is one of my fav one direction songs so that’s just a plus honestly!!!

@greenorangevioletgrass

to feel good

miss ava!!!! coming out strong with your first harry fic!!!! it’s so lovely, so pure, so sweet!!!! the memories that are included make everything that much better!!! the flashback really fills out everything nicely!!! the interaction that the two of them had at the end was so comforting to read like... that’s literally one of the most wonderful endings i’ve ever experienced on a fic like this!!!

@adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy

demon!harry  angel!y/n -  a total of 51 blurbs, drabbles, and one-shots demon!y/n - a total of 8 blurbs, drabbles, and one-shots

yeah okay so there are...... a lot of things here so i’ll do a demon!harry + angel!y/n feedback thingy and a different one for demon!harry + demon!y/n demon!harry + angel!y/n: he’s such an asshole but he’s... already kinda turning soft like... he’s already got the little simp showing through!!  “ When it comes to love, if it doesn’t hurt, it isn’t fun.” i’ll cry right here right now what the fuck is this?? sigh. “Tell me…” He gulps thickly, licking his burning lips in anticipation, “tell me you want me. Tell me this— whatever this is— tell me it’s real.” yeah that made me almost scream literally shut up andrea. also not me reading this and literally sobbing at some of the pieces like... no <3 “I promise on my soul— as damned as it may be— that I will not let anything bad happen to you. I swear.” i literally want to set myself on fire what the hell the things your brain comes up with literally what the fuck. i literally read all 51 pieces in a day and cried a million times but they were just because i’m soft for simprry. demon!harry + demon!y/n: okay so i am writing this after i’ve read the first two pieces and.... that escalated quite quickly i would say!!! if you like smut, you’ll like this!!!!!! if you like smut just go to andrea she’s got you!!!!! and we see some more simprry but not full swing because he doesn’t want to admit that he’s wrapped around her finger!!! and the way they’re not exclusive but they’re each other’s? *chef’s kiss* 

@jawllines

harry is the bad boy cliché of y/n’s dreams, she just doesn’t know it yet

this is so very sweet, so very soft!! all the pet names have me crying omg it’s literally one of the cutest things!!!! the way harry is so soft for her and he’s just so sweet and so obvious about his feelings even though she doesn’t completely see it is so sweet!!!!

harry’s a porn star and y/n is new

i love their dynamic here!! they automatically click and everything between them is so genuine and lovely!!! the way that they care about each other so immensely even though they haven’t known each other that long is so beautiful!!

harry is y/n’s dominant 

okay obviously this is like... smut but it’s so much more than that!!! their relationship is so sweet and lowkey domestic even from the very beginning and i love the trust that they have in each other!!! very cute!! and the ending was so so perfect!!!

y/n works in a roller rink and harry goes there to read

literally so sweet!!! the shy, kinda introverted h is to ide for!!!! and the way that they’re so cute together ahhh!!!!!! and i absolutely love the way that they support each other and are falling for each other before they even admit that they are!!!!

harry’s a vampire and y/n never dresses for the weather 

i love how when they met it wasn’t on great terms and he couldn’t get her off his mind so he was like “no, stay away!” but he was already so whipped for her and then!!!! when he asked how to be warm for her??? that made me so soft i literally thought i was going to cry.

harry and y/n are best friends and y/n isn’t his “type” (or so she’s heard)

this is so absolutely soft!!! they’re so whipped for each other and don’t even know it!!! and miss y/n hearing things made my heart break but all was well at the end!!! love love love!!! the entire dynamic that they have is so fun plus there were peeks of jealous h so that’s always a win!!!

y/n and harry don’t really mesh well, until they do

we love a bit of an enemies to lovers moment!! and the whole “y/n’s being a good friend to jeff, that’s it” and the tension and the drunk cuteness and literally all of it, it’s so wonderful!! harry being a softie is one of my weaknesses and although he’s a bit mean at first, he redeems himself!!

harry’s on the football team and y/n steals a dog

this is absolutely so cute!!! y/n has such a beautiful little personality and harry feeling things with her even though his “reputation” is different than hanging out with people like her is so great!! and the way that he takes up for her and the way that she comforts him is so lovely!!

harry is y/n’s grumpy neighbor and he has a secret part 2

this is actually the second time that i’ve read this fic tbh!! it’s just so good!! the dynamic of him trying to stay away from her because it’s dangerous for her to be too close to him and then him trying even harder to stay away from her and hide his feelings only for her to make a move is golden.

y/n pretends to be harry’s girlfriend

okay this one hurt a bit at first. i wanted to flick h in the forehead at first for trying to make someone else jealous with y/n but he redeemed himself as he does so i shall let him off the hook this time haha. i think that the way that they progress is so sweet plus!!! everyone loves a good fake dating au!!!

werewolves exist... pt. 2

this is the first werewolf au i’ve read in a while and it’s actually really good!! i love how everything progressed and the way that harry was like.... this isn’t supposed to happen like this!!!! it’s all very cute and it’s very enemies to lovers-esque even though they aren’t enemies lmao

y/n delivers sweets and harry lives on the side of a mountain

this made me so sad tbh like... the fact that they treated harry so bad just because they judged him before they know him makes me so sad and i really wanted to punch some people but it’s a fictional universe so i can’t actually do that lol. but the way that y/n was with him made me so soft i really love this piece

y/n is on harry’s tour crew and harry just think’s she’s lovely

y/n is so sweet in this piece!!! it makes my heart hurt when harry gets overwhelmed and snaps but thankfully everything is well in the end and he gets his act together so that he can realize what is truly important!!!

harry is y/n’s criminology instructor part 2

this dynamic is an automatic yes and that’s on my love for this au. anyway, the way that he was like “it’s just a kiss” made me absolutely want to scream but i didn’t and thankfully i didn’t write him off as a prick because he’s actually so sweet and he takes care of her and loves her and just... he’s everything.

harry used y/n as a model for his art final

i wanted to smack harry upside the head so hard when he kept talking about his crush when y/n just wanted a good partner. thankfully he finally saw the light and realized that the only thing he wants is y/n by his side because y/n is there for him and cares about him and loves him

[agathasangel]

you just don’t know it yet but baby, i’ve already got your heart (diane sherman x fem!reader NSFW)

both an anon and @magnifique-monstre  requested yandere prompt 6 and 17 (i think?) so I’m gonna combine them because they would go together well

prompt 6: “Pretend you never saw that. I can’t stand it when you look so scared.”

prompt 17: “I’m the only thing keeping you safe from a filthy, disgusting world.”

warnings: everything, basically. it’s pretty fucked up actually. TW for drugging, stalking, dubcon, emetophobia warning (just one mention), kidnapping, etc. also teacher!diane

summary: Diane Sherman was your Professor, and then your girlfriend, and then your caretaker. As the days start to become hazy and mixed up with one another, you wonder if Diane is trustworthy. 

Every day was basically the same. Wake up, take your meds, have breakfast with Diane. Then you would either accompany Diane to school or she would take you to the doctor’s or sometimes, if you felt up to it, she would take you on some sort of outing. She never liked to leave you alone and protectively followed you nearly everywhere you went. She took you home, and you would rest by her as she worked on her grading. At night Diane would make dinner for the two of you, the two of you would relax together, she would make sure you took the medication you needed at night and then you fell asleep in her arms.

It was nice. But you noticed that you started to forget things. You sometimes forgot how you even knew Diane, you even forgot your whole life before you met her at times. You were supposed to be on medical leave for a semester, which turned into a whole year, and- how long has it been now? You had no idea. You thought it was still summer, but the days started to blur together. The next year may have started, you had no way of knowing. Diane taught year round, so you went to school with her either way.

You remembered how everything started, though. You were a freshman, and you had moved across the country for college. You felt alone, and scared. You took a Chemistry class because you had to take some sort of science course, and it was the only one available when you signed up. You dreaded going, until you saw Professor Sherman. You struggled a bit in the class, so you went to her office hours. It was also a good excuse to talk to her, you thought. 

She was a lot nicer than some of your other professors, and she helped you through the problems you struggled with.

“You know, students don’t usually like to come to my office hours, so feel free to show up whenever you need me. Alright, hon?”

“Of course. Thanks, Professor.”

How did it turn into this?

Oh, right. You and Diane started to get closer, and you started to come down with lots of rashes, general pains, and you started getting sick to your stomach more and more. 

One day, you emailed Diane to tell her you couldn’t make it to her lab because you had thrown up that morning, to which she responded by asking what dorm you were in and if you needed anything.

It might be nice if you could bring me some saltines or something to settle my stomach? I have nothing in my dorm and can’t really stand up yet. Don’t worry about it though. I don’t want to get you sick, and are you even allowed in the dorms?

- (y/n)

I’ll be fine, and it really isn’t a big deal. We’re both adults, and I just want to help you.

- thinking of you, Prof. Diane Sherman

Next thing you remember, Diane showed up to your dorm a few minutes after your lab would have ended and brought not just crackers, but ginger ale, soup, water, blankets, and several different medicines. You talked for a while too, but couldn’t for the life of you remember what about. But you did remember that she stayed with you as long as you needed her, and promised to come back if you needed it.

You didn’t get better. You managed to get through your finals and pass your first semester classes, but you ended up having to spend much of Winter break in the hospital. Your parents came to visit, as did Diane. Diane actually came back every day, making sure you were okay.

You remembered that because of the silver necklace Diane gave you that Christmas that you still wore every single day. You felt bad when you got it because you didn’t think to get her a gift, but she told you not to worry about that, this was just a little thing that made her think of you. Besides, you were in the hospital!

“You know (y/n), I don’t have anyone else to visit over the holidays. I’m glad I get to be with you. I just wish it were under better circumstances.”

You started feeling a bit better and were able to come back for your second semester classes. You didn’t have Diane as a professor anymore, but you started to become friends. You would get coffee, or dinner. One night she asked you to come home with her, and be her girlfriend, to which you immediately agreed.

You slowly spent fewer nights at your dorm and more nights with Diane, and then you got sick again.  After that, she convinced you to move in with her full-time, and you’ve been living in her house and sleeping in her bed ever since. 

Right now, you were sitting in Diane’s and your bed, as she made dinner. You struggled to remember what happened next. This was when everything started to blend together. Your illnesses worsened even more shortly after you moved in with Diane. You remember being confined to the very same bed as Diane helped you do your finals from home, as she explained the situation to your parents and easily charmed them, convincing them you were in great hands.

“(Y/n), time for dinner!”, Diane called. She then walked to the bedroom to check if you needed any help.

“I’m fine, actually. I’ve been feeling a little better.”

“Good. Such a brave, good girl. Now eat up, alright baby?” cooed the older woman as she led you to the table and sat you down.

“Well, physically I’ve been feeling better, but-”

“What? What���s wrong? Have I not been paying enough attention to you? Are you feeling sad? anxious? My poor baby-”

“No, none of that. I’ve just been- forgetting things. Like, big chunks. My memories are so foggy. It’s hard for me to think at all sometimes.”

“Oh, honey, that’s just a side effect of your medication. It’s okay, it won’t last forever. And I’ll help you fill in any gaps you need until then. But you don’t need to worry. Not when you’re with me. Okay angel?”

“Yes, Mommy.”

“Oh, we’re in that kind of mood, are we?”

“Is that okay?”

“Very, very, okay, little one.”

Mommy was what you called Diane most often during sex. It turned her on immensely, and it excited you as well. 

Diane grabbed you and brought you to the bed, tearing off your clothes.

“Are you still feeling good?”

“Yes Mommy.”

“Such a good girl for me. Such a good girl for Mommy.”

You spread your legs for her and she started touching you. But then-

“Mommy stop please. I can’t do this, Diane-”

“Alright. I’m sorry, I’ll go get your meds.

Diane went to the bathroom to get your meds and sleep aids.

“D-Diane?”

“Yes, sweetheart?”

“Why can’t I remember things? I can’t even remember some things about my family.”

“A side effect of some of your medication sweetie. I told you that.”

“You did?”

“Yes. I will tell you this, my love. People have hurt you, in your past. I remember when we met you were having such a difficult time. You wanted friends, you had so much trouble making friends. The other students were so mean to you. Your parents they- they acted like having to come see you when you were in the hospital was some kind of inconvenience. It was awful. You were so lonely.”

“I know I was lonely.”

“Yes, sweetheart. You needed someone. You needed me. I have to be the one to take care of you. I am the only person that can love the way you deserve to be loved. I’m the only thing keeping you safe from a filthy, disgusting world. And I need you too. I need to love and protect you.”

“Yes, Diane. I need to sleep now.”

“Alright. Come here, darling,” said Diane. She held you until you fell asleep.

Next thing you knew, you were tied to the pole in the basement with several ropes. Diane was tying more and more ropes around you, around different parts of your body. The world felt heavy, blurry, fluid. 

“Please stop, Diane. Why are you doing this?”

“It’s for your own good, darling. Trust me. You need this.”

The ropes began to cover your entire body. Your face, eyes, neck. Especially your neck. There was a sharp sting on your neck.

Your eyes flew open, and you awoke in a cold sweat, and screamed. 

It was just a dream, I’m safe, thank God. Diane would never-

But then you noticed Diane. She was holding a small syringe, that seemed empty. And your neck stung. She was startled by your scream, clearly not expecting you to have woken up.

“Pretend you never saw that. I can’t stand it when you look so scared.”

“What did you do to me? What was in there, Diane?”

“You need it, sweetheart. I know you don’t like needles.”

“No. Why didn’t you tell me? What’s going on?”

“You need this. You need me. Your-”

You searched for the syringe and found it. There was a thick, black residue on it, and you sniffed it. It gave you a head rush.

“You’ve been drugging me. This is why I’ve forgotten things, isn’t it?”

“Come on, angel. You know I wouldn’t”

“But-”

“Don’t worry, just go back to sleep.”

You did feel tired. So tired. And you couldn’t even remember what you and Diane were even fighting about. So you went to sleep in her arms.

The next morning, Diane made you breakfast. 

“How did you sleep, (y/n)?”

“I don’t know. I think I had a nightmare but I can’t remember-”

“Oh no! At least you can’t remember it, right?”

“I- I guess so.”

Diane felt relief that you didn’t remember what happened last night. Her plan was working. You would be hers, her precious girl, forever. All that work to find you, to make you trust her, making you sick, making you need her. She knew everything about you. You were her perfect girl, and she was yours. And you always would be.