#and yes he mentally compares her to a hummingbird

[bubbles-for-all-of-us]

For Lorcan requests, how about girl dad Lorcan helping his mate with an overtired screaming baby? Please :)

Baby girl

Was Lorcan a step away from murdering everyone who had even the slightest input into this whole thing? Anyone who thought that it was okay to separate him from his mate and his baby? Weeks after she was born. Weeks after you had nearly died bringing her into this world. Oh, yes, yes he was. And he was hoping that the broken nose Aedion was holding onto proved his point just fine.

Yes, you reassured him that you would be fine. That nothing was going to happen. You had a handful of badass women beside you. And Fenrys was staying at home. Even if that boy was exactly that - a boy, compared to Lorcan. It still eased Lorcan's worries knowing that someone from the cadre would be there just in case. But it still didn't make it right because you needed him and he knew that.

And his mind just kept on going and going. Imagining you struggling to get out of bed. Whining in pain. What if the bleeding intensified again because you were moving too much? What if you fainted? What if your body would wear out to the point where you could no longer feed Linnette? His little Linny. What was he doing here? Thousands of miles away from home.

And that's how it went. Worry eating at him for the three days he's been away. Clouding his judgment. Digging at his temper. No longer did your soft caresses against the bond soothe him. No, they worried Lorcan more because he felt it. No matter how hard you tried to hide it. Lorcan knew. You were tired. Both mentally and physically. He felt every sharp paint that shot through your body. Gods, at times the same tears that ran down your cheeks dampened his own.

He put an end to it. Hence the broken nose. The scar on Rowan's hand. Lorcan left them all behind. This was torture. And gods may damn him but you were the priority in his books. Everything else could go to shit for all Lorcan cared.

Lorcan could hear the cries from outside the door leading to your house. The lights were on on the second floor, meaning you were most definitely rocking Linny to sleep. Trying to at least. And the sound broke Lorcan's heart. Because the cries were desperate. As if she was crying out for him to come home. To soothe both her mommy and her. A cry for daddy to come home. Because he was needed. Because for once in his life Lorcan didn't bring distractions he mended.

Lorcan sends swirls of his darkness upstairs before climbing to the stairs quickly. He knows that you most definitely didn't feel his presence approaching. And he doesn't want to scare you by marching through the door so it's a quick way for him to kill any alarming worries that might swirl in your head at the sound of someone climbing the stairs.

And he hates the sight in front of him because you're even more a shell of a living creature than when he had left you. Dark circles beneath your eyes. Eyes bloodshot. Hair all tangled up and Lorcan is sure that the last time you brushed it was the day he left. Sick on your shirt. The baby screeches again and Lorcan skips the distance between you.

His hands instantly reach for the babe. Linny still pretty much fits in one of his palms. Lorcan's hand easily covers her whole back. Her big dark eyes are glossy with tears as she cries wiggling her tiny limbs until Lorcan catches her tiny fist letting her wrap her tiny fist around his pinky. "I've got you, my little hummingbird. Daddy is here to make it all better", he says softly and the cries subside almost immediately. You let out a choked-out sob yourself and Lorcan instantly moves to bring you closer to his chest. Both of his girls weeping in his arms now. And there's absolutely nothing that he hates more now.

"I'm sorry. I'm such a failure...", you muffle through the tears and Linny picks up her cries once more. "You're not. You're tired", Lorcan says, trying to stay as calm as possible, "I should apologize for leaving you when you need me the most". You want to argue back. That you understand his responsibility and all but you can tell from the look in his eyes that your words would only do more damage.

"Did you feed her already?", you shake your head, "She just got so flustered, she...", eyes filling up with tears again. Babies felt the emotion of others way more and way stronger. Linny was hurting alongside you. Lorcan quickly guided you to the bedroom. Carefully lowering fussing Linny on the bed before cupping your face for a quick kiss. He sat on the bed first, reaching out a hand to Linny so she would feel her dad near before padding a space between his legs. Motioning for you to sit there.

"It won't help, Lorcan. I'm not sure I can even feed her", you argue instantly yet Lorcan simply asks, "Do you trust me?". And of course, you do. With all that you have so, you follow his lead. Your back comes in contact with his warm strong chest and your body instantly relaxes. Lorcan quickly unbuttons the shirt that you have on with one hand, and you host up Linny closer to your chest. Dreading the moment her sobs would fill the room.

Lorcan moves his arm under yours, supporting the weight of your daughter there. His other hand carefully rubs your thigh. Slowly. Soothingly. Linny grumbles some more before latching onto your breast. Eager sounds of sucking fill the room as her tinny palm presses against your chest for support. You let your head fall on Lorcan's shoulder. Silent tears fall down your cheeks. Lorcan turns his head slightly. Kissing your temple and cheek a couple of times.

"Good job mama. Breathe now", he says softly, and you nuzzle into him, "It's all your doing, love", you state, knowing that the night would have gone completely different if he hadn't returned, "You're tired so I won't argue with you, dove, but you know what I think". Linny lets out a delighted sigh and you two instantly look down at her. Tears still sticking to her wet lashes, making them look even darker, her cheeks still slightly pink still from all the crying.

"She looks bigger already", Lorcan says, before running his finger over her cheek which had started to fill out with baby fat, making it more chubby. "She is... and looking around way more", Lorcan hums at your words. "How about we finish up here and I run you a bath? I'll take her while you unwind slightly", he's quick to suggest and you frown instantly, "You're tired Lor...", but he cuts you off instantly, "And you're still bleeding and may I state way more tired. It's the least I could do". You look up at his desperate eyes. Eyes that without a doubt carry guilt because of all of this. So you nod your head, knowing that the warm water might soothe the ache in your body. "Cuddles after?", you ask him before Lorcan moves slightly so he could bring you even closer to him, "I'm not letting go of you two any time soon, dove", he promises with a quick kiss to your forehead.

[clympiian-archive-blog]

𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑪𝑲𝑬𝑵 𝑳𝑰𝑻𝑻𝑳𝑬. // Is Paranoia Bronte freaking out about possible Creeper activity and T-Bird has to calm her down bc her crying makes him uncomfortable? is The Tone in a state of rage (drunken or otherwise) or having a bad trip that Max tries to talk him down from? Is Max paranoid that Gabe is going to try to kill her or someone she loves? Did Max steal one of Tony's knives & he's coming after her and she's trying to get out of this alive? Is it something else entirely? Up to you!!

Disney Characters Drabble Meme- status: ACCEPTING

Chicken Little: My character overreacts about something and yours calms them down.

If there’s one thing he hates, it’s tears. It’s glassy eyes, wide and desperate, as pristine crystal clear droplets roll down soft cheeks. It’s wobbling bottom lips, and soft sniffles, delicate whimpers and heart broken sobs. 

It’s safe to say Antonio hates crying. 

Normally it isn’t too bad, he can distance himself from the crying person, shut them out because he doesn’t care- but this time he can’t run away. he’s stuck there anchored in his spot by the delicate wisp of a girl with wide dark eyes and a disposition that reminds him of a hummingbird. 

Her dark eyes are wide and glassy and there are tears rolling down her cheeks, she’s babbling about the Creeper and he can barely hear her words over the rushing in his ears. 

He can’t handle her crying. He can’t walk away. 

So instead, he takes a few hesitant steps forward and wraps his arms around her. It’s the first time he’s voluntarily initiated contact with her- and he doesn’t even flinch when they touch. But he doesn’t have time to dwell on that, instead he smooths a hand over her dark hair and hopes he can provide some sort of comfort. 

he’ll do anything to make her stop crying.

“You’re okay- Max you’re safe, I promise okay? He wont hurt you, he wont even get close. I wont let anything happen to you. I promise.” 

He shouldn’t. He’s a Di Sangue, and he always keeps his word regardless of the price it costs him. But she means too much to him for Antonio to do anything else. 

He doesn’t want to be the person his father created- a hollow bloodstained shell, but his loyalty floods through his veins as vibrant as his blood and fuels the protective part of him that he doesn’t know how to control. He’ll keep her safe, at least he’ll do his best- and he doesn’t quite care about the cost. He never does.

“you’ll be safe, i promise.”

[bad4amficideas]

Note: English is not my language, so I hope you will be understanding of any flaws you find.

Yandere! Damian + Yandere! Raven HCs

🗡 TeamBird, TeamDemon (literal and metaphoric) I'm calling them x you demonbirdsshipping (sorry not sorry was pokemon mood when writing this) These hcs go both with DamiRae and WITHOUT it.

♦️ There is no place to escape, between them they cover all the fronts. Super & natural.

🗡 If they are not together, they will quickly find that they better share. It's ironic but here they make the perfect example that "opposing forces cancel each other out".

♦️Raven may have tried to be more "passive" at first and only stalk but Damian forced her hand when "chasing" you and so they worked together. Then they realized that they are actually a good team and it's better to protect you.

🗡 Damian knows how to manipulate people. And after seeing his mother with his father, he is determined to get what he wants, quickly, securely and at any cost. He's not mirrowing her mother.

♦️Deep down, Raven just wants someone to whisper "take them, it's okay, it's good for them even"... other than her father, taking advantage of her emotional swigs, I mean. So actually, that's more sweetalking...

🗡 You're their "little dove", their "hummingbird".

♦️Raven's way of stalking isn't just watching you from afar. She is very well attuned to each and every one of your emotions and subtly tries to "pamper" you according to what she perceives. She doesn't enter your mind, but your heart is naked for her, which in my opinion is just as violent. Thanks to this she knows you exceptionally well.

🗡 Damian uses all the resources he sees necessary. Batman, the League, whatever suits him best. He totally has your whole life memorized the moment he has decided that you are his beloved. Yes, cameras too.

♦️Both go Titans as soon as decide get you. If you fight you will most likely end up locked up in the tower, as they are more independent from the adults there (especially if you compare with Young Justice). It's their territory until they achieve something above your level.

🗡 They enjoy seeing you in their colors. Second option is red, so there are no fights.

♦️They both share quality time as love language. Raven also is acts of service and Damian gift giving. They're bad with words.

🗡 Actually Damian balanced Raven as with the loss of physical privacy with the cameras, he makes her less hooked on your heart. Thank goodness

♦️Being on the sofa all curled up. Big Mood. Playing with your hair (being you Rapunzel or even being bald, just put their hands in your head) Big Big Mood.

🗡 If you are a warrior they will respect you. Within limits. Like Alfred, yes to the villains of the week, not to Trigon or Darkseid

♦️But don't worry they will love you either you're a fighter, a healer or a civilian. Hell, even a villain.

🗡 Damian loves how you make him feel, the way you eyes look at him (that not your look), either color, he's stunned by your eyes, your soul.

♦️Raven was directly hooked on your aura and emotions, before she even saw you.

🗡 If they had to share, with Jon Kent.

♦️Like I said, they complement each other, thanks to Raven tempering Damian and tuning in to you, the red flags would reach half-mast at most. And with Damian masterminding...

🗡 AroAce you is fine. Sexdrived you is fine as long as you don't refuse their love.

♦️ However, as I said in another post, the less you like sex, the more Damian will use it as punishment. Raven will see to it that you can't mentally evade.

🗡 They like you for being you. But if they have to "remove some dead leaves" ... they will fix the plant. Just to make sure you obey them. And not with magic. Your "voluntary" submission is more valuable.

♦️ Anyway their first approach would be like a pack surrounding an animal. Little by little getting closer to you, courting you while cutting off your outings and relationships with other non-essential people.

🗡 Very "fair" dynamic with each other, like "it's my turn to love them, dear one"

[t0wnspersonb]

The Eagle and The Rabbit (Ushijima Wakatoshi x Reader)

Anonymous said:

hiiican i request wakatoshi having a small and shy manager s/o who got lost in one of their matches and someone was tryna hit on her so, that so happens to be a player from the team they are playing against

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Word Count: 1,839

Summary: Your directional skills weren’t the best, but it never mattered as long as Ushijima was by your side. But what happens when he’s not?

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I hope you guys enjoy some more Wakatoshi bullshit lol. I still have quite a bit of requests I’m still shuffling through so please be patient with me with uploading new content. I’ll probably be doing two more requests before I close it for now. I want to write a bit more stuff that isn’t related to Haikyuu. I hope ya’ll are Kuroko no basket fans and Naruto fans😂👀 because that’s probably going to be my next set of fics coming out!

I would also like to dedicate this to not only this wonderful anon who had such a cute idea but also to my @sunshinewitchz​ who is a fucking simp for Wakatoshi. but aren’t we all?

Anyway please enjoy!:)

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“Wait.” Ushijima said, grabbing you by the collar of your team jacket, yanking you back to his side.

 You looked up at him in confusion, the rest of the team heading towards the changing rooms.

 “What is it Toshi?” you asked quietly.

 He stared at your sweet face for a moment, appreciating the cuteness that you were displaying right now. 

 “Your sense of direction is terrible. I’m worried that you’re going to get lost.” He said simply.

 You pouted at his words, while there was truth to it, he didn’t have to phrase it so bluntly.

 “I’ll be fine. We’ve been here before.” You said softly, fidgeting at the ends of your hair, a habit that you always had.

 You were Ushijima’s childhood friend turned girlfriend, as well as the manager of Shiratorizawa. A damn good one at that.

 The only issue was that - well yes, you got lost easily.  It had always been that way. Even as a child your sense of direction was extremely poor, and it didn’t improve as you got older. But to you it didn’t matter, Ushijima was always by your side, a constant protector in your life, so you never really thought about improving your directional skills.

 As long as he was with you. You were always safe.

 Ushijima frowned at your words. “You still get lost in places you’ve visited before.”

 You sighed softly, gently straightening his jacket. “It’s fine Toshi, you need to change. The rest of the team is going to start wondering where you went. Besides I have to finish doing my manager duties before your game starts.”

 He studied your face once more, his expression softening slightly. He rested his large hand on top of your head, gently ruffling the hair. “You work too hard. Don’t overdo it.”

 “You guys work harder, I just want to make it a little bit easier for you all.” you said quietly, giving him a sweet smile.

 Ushijima’s heart thumped hard in his chest, you were the sweetest thing he’s ever laid eyes on, and the fact that you were his… he had never been more content in his entire life. 

 He gently pressed his palm against your soft, plump cheek, feeling it warm under his touch. “I’ll see you in a bit. Pay attention to your surroundings.” he warned, before walking off.

 You giggled quietly to yourself, watching his retreating figure. Sometimes he was too overprotective.

 Not that you minded though. 

 You hummed quietly to yourself as you began filling up the water bottles, planning to make their drinks and finishing up the rest of your manager duties.

 By the time you had finished your duties, you hadn’t realized that it was getting close to the meet time with the boys, right before the match.

 But… where was that again?

 “Oh no.” you said quietly, mentally slapping yourself at the fact that Ushijima was right. You hadn’t been paying attention when you went to make the drinks for the team, you couldn’t remember how to get back to where you were before, because at least you could find your way to the gym from that point.

 You reached into your jacket pocket for your phone, only to come up empty handed. You slapped your forehead with your palm. Ushijima was holding onto it for you.

 “I guess I’ll just start walking and see where I end up. Hopefully, the boys are looking for me now.” You mumbled to yourself and turned down one of the hallways.

 But after making three wrong turns and still having now idea where you were, you started to get nervous.

 Ushijima was definitely going to lecture you. A lot.

 You were too wrapped up in your thoughts to even take notice of your surroundings. It wasn’t until you ran into something hard and warm that you realized you bumped into someone.

 You looked up and saw a guy with black spiky hair, he was wearing a volleyball jersey that you weren’t familiar with, and he was big… very big. 

 You looked away from his face immediately, a red blush coating your cheeks in embarrassment as you bowed to him carefully. “I’m so s-sorry.”

 Unbeknownst to you, the tall player was checking you out, a small smirk overcoming his features.

 “No worries. Are you here to cheer on your boyfriend or something?” he asked.

 “Um… n-no… actually I -” you stuttered out nervously. “Are you lost?” he interrupted, his eyes continuing their up and down movement on your small form.

 You started to feel uneasy, your eyes darting around to see if there was anyone else. The halls were empty.

 “Umm… kinda…” you said softly, trailing off. 

 His smirk widened, his hand resting on your shoulder forcefully. You winced in pain and fear from the sudden contact.

 “I can help you find your way… or we can have a bit of fun before my next match starts.” He said slyly, leaning down closer to your face.

 You flinched away, your heart racing like a hummingbird at this point, genuine fear prickled at your skin; stung at the backs of your eyes.

 “N-N-No thanks. I sh-should be going now…” you whimpered out quietly, attempting to free yourself from his grasp that was now clutching at your elbow.

 “What’s the hurry cutie?” he asked, backing you up against the wall, his hands now resting on either side of your head, preventing you from escaping.

 Your lips trembled as you bit back tears. Your heart was thumping painfully in your chest at this point, your body shaking like a caught rabbit, and the guy that was cornering you was the snake, preparing himself for his next meal.

 “It turns me on when you shake like that.” he whispered, eyes flashing dangerously as he leaned closer to your now tear stained face.

 “Waka-” “What the hell are you doing?” just as you were about to call out for your savior, he was already there.

 Your boyfriend’s large frame shook in anger, his glare was piercing as he stared down at your attacker.

 Rage was rolling off him in waves, his demeanor resembling that of an angry eagle, ready to kill.

 He was already in his uniform, his team jacket hanging off his broad shoulders, large hands clenched tightly into fists at his sides.

 The tall male that cornered you froze in fear, sweat beading on his forehead at the immense amount of pressure he was now feeling from the Shiratorizawa ace.

 “O-Oh, is this your manager?” the guy stuttered out, now noticing the similar jacket you wore.

 “That’s my girlfriend.” Ushijima stated, his voice a deep and dark baritone. “Get away from her. Now.”

 The male nodded rapidly, immediately stepping aside. “I’m s-sorry Ushijima-san. I didn’t know…”

 The icy glare that overtook Ushijima’s face sharpened, if looks could kill… that guy would be six feet under by now. He quickly walked over to the trembling volleyball player, grabbing the front of his jersey, and yanking him up to eye level.

 You had thought that the male that cornered you was huge, but compared to Ushijima, he was considerably small. A snake in the talons of a great white eagle.

 “It doesn’t matter that you didn’t know.” Ushijima said. “You shouldn’t be putting your filthy hands on any girl. People like you make me sick.”

 You had never seen anyone more scared before. But the same could be said about Ushijima as he glanced over at you. He had never seen you so fearful before. It made his blood boil as he took in your trembling figure and tear stained face, you had collapsed onto the floor at this point, your shaky legs no longer being able to hold you up.

 He gritted his teeth in anger before setting his eyes back on the figure in front of him. “I better not see you again.” he all but tossed the said male to the side, watching as he whimpered and scampered away.

 Before you knew it, Ushijima was at your side, his large and powerful body crouched down to your level. “Are you okay?” he murmured tenderly, hands already moving to cup your face.

 His eyes searched your face and body, making sure that you weren’t hurt. He didn’t notice any visible injuries to his relief, but he couldn’t stand the sight of the tears falling down your face.

 “Toshi.” you sobbed out, throwing yourself into the ace, not that the sudden movement moved his solid body. He pulled you tighter into his chest, his large hands rubbing against your back soothingly as you cried.

 He didn’t say anything as you cried, but his gentle touch, and the way that he held you, the way that his body crowded your small one, made you feel protected and loved. The heat from his hands sent a gentle comfort into your distressed heart, the coldness slowly seeping out of your body.

 Once your tears had turned into quiet hiccups, he gently moved you out of his chest so he could look at your face.

 His expression was soft as he gently wiped the remaining tears from your cheeks. 

 “Feel better?” he asked, tenderly cupping the side of your neck, his large thumb gently rubbing along your delicate jaw. 

 You nodded wordlessly, sniffling slightly as you rubbed at your eyes. He leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, gently trailing more delicate kisses down your face before capturing your lips in a heartfelt kiss.

 A gentle claim that he was here, that you were safe, and that you were his. 

 All too soon he pulled away but pressed his forehead against yours. “Good. We need to go meet up with the others. Everyone was worried when you didn’t show up at the agreed time.” 

 “I’m sorry.” you whispered softly. “I got lost.”

 “We figured, that’s why we all went to look for you. I’m glad I got to you in time.” he said frowning, anger once again bubbling up as he thought of the position he had found you in. 

 He stood up, gently grabbing your hands, and pulling you up to your feet with ease. He tangled your fingers together as he tugged you along to the gym their match was going to be held out. 

 “Toshi?” you said quietly, gently squeezing his hand. 

 “Yes?” he asked, glancing down at you.

 You beamed up at him, the sweetest smile coating your lips, your eyes held nothing but love and adoration for the tall ace.

 “I love you.”

 He looked away from you as a soft blush covered his cheeks, his fingers squeezing you back. “I love you too.”

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 “How come that guy is deliberately avoiding you Wakatoshi?” Tendou asked, cocking his head to the side as he watched a guy with spiky hair flinching and running away from the ball whenever it was Ushijima’s turn.

 “Because he knows I’m going to break his arms.” Ushijima said bluntly, causing the familiar male to bow and apologize, much to everyone’s confusion.

[lady-charinette]

A/N: Okay, wrote this on a crazy whim after seeing @monst 's Shinsou prompt! I apologize in advance, this is only my second smutty fic I ever wrote and I never wrote a BNHA fic so.. I hope it's still okay-ish! ^_^

WARNING: Cringe, brainwashing, dirty talk, virginity loss

A Loss of Control - Shinsou X Virgin!S/O

"Are you sure?" his look was only focused on her, his large hands cradling her shoulders gently.

Both of their hearts were in turmoil, hers more so than his. It was like a caged hummingbird, beating wildly as if it wanted to escape her ribcage.

She took a deep, shaky breath and nodded, biting her bottom lip anxiously.

Shinsou's gaze briefly strayed to her lips before he shook his head and straightened. "You're...aware of the powers of my quirk, you know what I can do with it." her lips stretched into a smile and she nodded.

"O-Of course I do, Hitoshi but...that's why I trust you with this so much. You mastered your quirk so well and...w-well...because it's you." a fierce blush covered her cheeks and she hesitated to quite meet his eyes. "I-I trust you to take care of me!" she was embarrassed over her own outburst, but more so over what she wanted to happen should her boyfriend finally agree.

Shinsou was battling an internal war with himself. Should he do it? Should he try? It was dangerous, it could be dangerous. While she was right that he mastered his quirk perfectly, there were still things to consider.

What if she didn't like what he was doing and he missed her cues? What if he got focused on the things they would do that he completely disregarded her wishes and forced her?

'It's the perfect power for a villain to have.'

'Sounds criminal.'

Shinsou's hands clenched into fists and his jaw tightened in anger, until a warm hand gently snapped him out of his thoughts. His eyes shot back down to hers and they softened at the open admiration they held for him. "Toshi...I trust you." the redness on her cheeks spoke of her shyness but the determined look in her eyes was nothing but reassuring.

"How could she trust me so easily?" his own mind wondered, had wondered since the start of their relationship but then, he would remind himself how much he trusted her too. How much he loved her.

Locking away his insecurities to the back of his mind, the purple haired man nodded. "Just...tell me when you're ready." the air between them changed, charged with something that can only be described as tension.

No, not tension.

Anticipation.

Shinsou was perfectly still, waiting patiently but the subtle twitch of his hands and the slow turn of his thoughts into not so innocent territory made him acutely aware of every little thing his girlfriend did.

The biting of her plush lips, the shifting of her eyes, how she shifted her weight from foot to foot.

And finally, when she looked at him. "Toshi?" her voice was low, filled with an emotion he had heard before.

"Yes?"

"I-I'm ready." the blush on her cheeks spread all over her face and disappeared down her neck, concealed by the shirt she still wore.

Shinsou's breath hitched at the implications but he took a step forward to grasp at her shoulders again. "Are you sure, kitten?"

The sound of her nickname on his lips made her giggle and she leaned up on her tiptoes to nuzzle her nose with his, releasing a giggle when he returned the affection. "Always with you." the look she gave him ended him, the look of absolute love this woman held for him and the amount of trust she was willing to put into his hands.

Shinsou smiled, brushing back her hair behind her ear tenderly. "I'll take care of you, don't worry." His reassuring gaze told her everything she already knew and she smiled brilliantly.

"I know-" and then, she stilled abruptly.

She could feel the change the minute her boyfriend activated his quirk. Her mind seemed to stop and her body didn't respond to her anymore, it was like she was looking at Shinsou through someone else's eyes but at the same time, it were her own that looked into his. It was like an outer body experience. She was aware of everything but couldnt move.

Shinsou's gaze was trained on her carefully. He knew she wouldn't be able to do anything now, but he tried to carefully asses her mood.

She was nervous that much he could tell, even with the long talk they had before, about the do's and don'ts and everything in between. Still, she seemed....eager.

Shinsou cleared his throat, eyes roving down her body slowly.

He could feel the slightest change in her thoughts, a spark of embarrassment.

He smiled, heart pounding. "Come to me." there was a certain thrill he couldn't deny when his girlfriend obediently walked over to him until she was right in front of him.

Shinsou leaned down, now face to face and softly whispered. "Kiss me." this action, he knew, held no hesitation for her. Despite her reservations about the more intimate parts of their relationship they had yet to explore, she never failed to pepper him with kisses or hugs to show her affection.

The meeting of their lips was like an electric bolt, familiar but sizzling, charged and tingling. Shinsou took control and let his tongue swipe over her mouth, deepening their kiss by pushing the wet muscle into her mouth to wrestle with her own. He felt twitches in her mind, small bursts that said she was enjoying it.

She could feel everything, the soft texture of his lips on hers and his hot breath ghosting over her face, it made her far too hot. She was glad Hitoshi had his quirk activated, she knew she would've shied away too quickly despite wanting to continue.

He groaned at the taste of her, wrapping his arms around her, one cradling the back of her neck while the other encircled her waist tightly.

Shinsou felt himself slowly begin to harden, the fact he had his girlfriend solely under his control to do his bidding, knowing she also enjoyed herself, was a turn on he thought he would never have.

His stomach coiled in excitement by the next command already in mind. He slowly broke their kiss, strings of saliva separating them before he breathed out. "Go and lay down on the bed."

He watched her with a heated look, watched the way her hips swayed and her ass stick out when she started crawling on their bed. He bit his lips roughly.

"Calm down, you just began. Her comfort is your priority." He didn't have to remind himself of that, her comfort was always his priority but being patient was... hard.

He had to make sure she was comfortable, as soon as he sensed her changing her mind or a drastic shift in her mood, he would stop.

When she settled on the soft covers, Shinsou took a deep breath and wracked his brain to think of the next action.

He had shared his...fantasies with her before but this was the real thing. He did know she'd approved of most and being more hesitant of others, in her own way. The darkening of her expression, the subtle shifting of her thighs or the licking of her lips.

He shook his head and followed after her on the bed, undressing as he did. The shirt was off him in seconds, relieved that the stuffy heat was gone from his skin. He still kept his pants on, more for her sake than his, if the uncomfortable throb in his pants was any indication.

His steps were slow, stalking towards her like a predator and a smirk curled Shinsou's lips. "Touch me."

He knew he had to give exact commands, but he was curious where her hands would go first.

They touched his face and his expression softened when her fingers straced over his features, over his eyes, nose, cheeks and mouth. "Go...lower." he inhaled sharply through his teeth when her hands stroked down his chest, sliding over the firm pectorals and the muscles he'd kept building up since his high school days. Being a pro wasn't an easy job, being a pro stuck with a quirk like his needed more back-up than pure mental strength.

She couldn't deny she always appreciated his body even years ago when he hadn't built up all the physical strength yet, she always had liked him, despite his quirk and everything. Still, she couldn't deny that the deepest corners of her nervous trainwreck of a mind absolutely drooled over the sight of her boyfriend without a shirt.

Shinsou groaned when her hands slid down his arms, his stomach and his voice came out throaty when he spoke. "Stop." her hands stopped just before reaching his belt and he was glad they did. He was already straining against his pants.

He dove in for another deep kiss, her legs spreading invitingly for him as he settled between them carefully. He didn't remember giving her that order...

He growled low in his throat at the warmth her body exuded and the clashing of their tongues, so sweet and yet vicious. He slowed down, kissing her softly and slowly moving away from her lips down her jaw. He nipped and lightly sucked and the sudden, strong spike he felt with their connection made him intrigued.

So, she liked biting that much?

She felt every bite, every suck and every lick and she couldn't remember the last time she felt so hot and bothered. Maybe during summer when the heat was too much? But not even that could compare to the heat all around her body and warmth from her boyfriend, how she sensed the desperation and intent from him but also how he was holding himself back.

She wished she could move, to touch him, to reassure him. She knew she would be an awkward mess, and stutter and blush and only be more hesitant, but at least she would try to calm him down. Still, she needed to trust him to not doubt himself.

Shinsou smirked, hot tongue tracing a sinful path from her jaw down to her collarbone before his teeth lightly closed over her skin and sucked. The hitching of her breath and the loud moan was all he needed to let loose. His teeth nipped and bit at every available surface of her skin, smoothing over the bites with his tongue. He switched sides, intent on leaving as many marks as he could.

His gaze strayed every so often to her face, monitoring her expression carefully. She looked like she was enjoying herself, if the fierce cherry redness over her entire face was any pointer.

Shinsou smiled, his ministrations turning to light sucks and loving licks. He groaned when his length accidentally brushed against her thigh and rose his hips more to avoid the contact, or wanting to startle her or rile himself up too much.

He sensed an urgency within her, a certain impatient frustration that told him she wanted to do something.

His eyes raked over her body and he bit his lip. "Take off your shirt slowly."

Her hands obediently moved away from him to grab at the bottom of her own shirt, sitting up to lift it off her body. His eyes widened in surprise when her bra came into view.

It was a blood red bra adorned with a daring lace design and Shinsou felt his throat go dry and the tent in his pants only worsen.

When had his adorable girlfriend bought such underwear? He had no recollection of seeing it when doing the laundry.

A low groan sounded deep from the back of his throat and Shinsou leaned his forehead down to hers, eyes at half mast. "Damn it...you're really not making it easy for me huh..." Shinsou cupped her cheeks, running his thumb over her wet lips and whispered a single command under his breath. "Moan whenever you want."

When Shinsou's hands moved lower, his keen ears heard shallow breaths leave her mouth, along with small whimpers and strangled moans. He chuckled, hands sliding down over the material of her bra before he slowly unclapsed it.

His cheeks were already burning and he licked his lips at the sight of his girlfriend's breasts, nipples standing at attention and chest heaving with her labored breaths.

The pro hero wasted no time and teased a pebbled nipple, gently rolling it between his fingers, before his hot mouth enveloped one with his warm mouth.

His wet tongue traced random patterns over the skin and he could feel her body shake beneath his frame. The whimpers and strangled moans were music to his ears but there was something missing. "Don't hold in your moans."

And then, she cried out.

Her moans got louder, more needy and the high pitched moan she released when he teased both of her breasts was a harmonious melody to the hero's ears. "That's it..." he growled, his length throbbing incessantly in his pants and he allowed his hips to lightly rut against her supple thigh, just a little, just to relieve himself a bit.

He sensed no disgust or disapproval from her, rather there was a tingling sensation in their connection and Shinsou nearly choked when the slightest movement came from her hips, to lightly brush against his.

It was small, weak, but it had been there.

"S-Stop moving." Shinsou breathed heavily, the movement immediately stilled and Shinsou panted, groaning to keep himself in check.

He lifted his head to stare at his girlfriend's face, raising an eyebrow curiously. "I wonder how you managed to do that darling..."

She didnt respond but the blush on her cheeks was as red as ever.

The brainwasher smirked, sinking lower down her body, paying special attention to her stomach and hips. He placed soft kisses and rough sucks along the skin, and he knew there would be red marks everywhere.

He moved up and away from her, chest heaving, trying to catch his breath.

His girlfriend's eyes watched him like a hawk, her own pants filling the air.

Shinsou smiled. "Tell me what you're thinking."

Her face positively glowed and Shinsou felt intense embarrassment wash over her.

It looked like she fought against the invisible grip his quirk had on her, but her lips soon began forming words. "A-About you. I-I..I w-want...I want...you to-to touch me."

His length pulsed and he groaned, moving a hand down to roughly palm himself and relieve some tension. "Where?"

The flush spread down her neck. "M-My b-body..."

He leaned down, a devilish smirk stretching his lips. "Where exactly sweetheart?"

She panted, eyes staring into his. "M-My...down lower..."

Shinsou teasingly ran his hand along her hip, squeezing the flesh appreciatively. "Here?"

She swallowed. "L-Lower..."

His hand brushed down her hip and she squeaked when he palmed her thigh. "Here?" This game of theirs was beginning to make it hard to keep up, he could already feel the precum sliding down his length and soiling his pants.

"Patience, patience..." he reminded himself, chanting it like a mantra.

She looked so delectable, he wanted to devour her right then and there.

"Show me exactly where you want to be touched, kitten." his voice lowered an octave and a shiver wracked her body.

Hesitantly, one of her hands slid down the front of her body, finally settling over her weeping, clothed core through her pants.

Shinsou didnt think it was possible, but she grew even redder.

"What do you want me to do there kitten?" He licked his lips, his cock throbbing almost painfully.

She clenched her jaw but his quirk combated her instincts. "L-Lick...and...and with your fingers..."

Shinsou hummed, hands dancing around her hips. "Somethin' else besides my tongue and fingers?"

She choked, breath catching in her throat. " Your...your..." she tried slapping a hand over her mouth but the limb remained immobile, trembling but still on the bed.

"Hmm? Say it, kitten." Shinsou licked his lips, moving up to lick the shell of her ear teasingly.

Finally, she squeaked out an embarrassed: "Y-Your cock!"

The pro-hero chuckled in mirth, body heating up at the choice words leaving his normally polite girlfriend's mouth. "You know..." he hissed sharply when he touched his aching length through the material of his pants, panting into her ear. " It's hot when you talk dirty like that..."

"Do you want me to take off your panties?" his gaze met hers and she squaked in embarrassment, the sounds that left her lips made him smile.

"Yes!" her eager outburst amused him, amused that it took his quirk to make her say it out loud but flattered that those were her genuine feelings.

The calloused hands of her boyfriend slowly grabbed her pants, unbuttoning and sliding them down her legs.

"Damn..." Shinsou swore when he saw the sight of her drenched panties, the darkened area prominent against the pink color.

How would he ever be able to hold himself back after that cute and sexy sight?

The darkened eyes of her boyfriend shot up to her and his voice was a growl when he spoke his next command. "Tell me what you want me to do."

Her eyes widened in surprise when she found the insivible force no longer holding back her tongue, her mind was no longer blank and her fingers moved freely when she attempted moving her hand.

"H-Hitoshi-!" her cry of embarrassment was cut off by her boyfriend's warm palm gently resting on her flushed cheek, her arms automatically coming up to cover her naked breasts.

He smiled endearingly and she spluttered. "U-Use your quirk on me again!"

He chuckled, leaning forward to kiss her forehead. "I want your first time to be with a clear mind, kitten." he nuzzled into her neck, eliciting goosebumps all over her skin. "I'll make you feel good, promise."

She hid her face in her hands, far too shy to meet his eye. "T-Toshi I-I know I-I just-"

He carefully pried her hands away from her face, his gaze steadily onto hers. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. You're beautiful to me no matter what you're wearing." He grinned, a boyish grin that melted her insides pleasantly.

She stared at him for a moment longer, before her expression softened and the panic that was in her eyes was almost completely gone, now only replaced with love and a hint of nervousness. "T-Thank you..."

He smiled, rubbing his thumb over her cheek tenderly and kissing her mouth softly, grunting when she immediately responded.

He hissed when his aching cock brushed against her thigh and she shivered at the feel of the hardness against her skin.

He jumped when he felt his girlfriend's touch against his stomach, muscles clenching in shock and anticipation. Her hand was quivering on his naked skin. "T-Toshi...I-I..." he glanced at her with heavily lidded eyes. "I want to...touch you too."

He swore, if she bit her lip again, he would not be able to stop himself from ravaging her mouth. "A-Are you sure?"

He couldn't lie to himself, he would be a very happy man if she did touch him like she set her mind to but only if she truly wanted it. He would never force her.

She nodded, eyes nervous but twinkling with a certain hunger. "Yes."

With a hard swallow, he nodded and moved back on his haunches, giving her more room to maneuver in. She hesitantly moved her hand downward, slowly over the metal clasp of his belt. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes for a brief second, before she opened them again and her fingers worked to unbuckle it.

Shinsou watched her keenly like a hawk, eyes burning into her very soul. The quick work she made of his pants gave him only a bit of relief, the rough material sliding over his toned legs and off his feet, his socks following with them.

Hitoshi Shinsou wasn't always a very prideful person, he did know to be cocky on the battlefield, with assholes or some of his colleagues from work, but generally he was a man whose past was lined with insecurities and doubt.

But the hungry look his girlfriend shot his pelvis when she found the straining tent in his boxers made his blood rush even more south and he felt a burst of pride swell within his chest.

"Like what you see, kitten?" His fingers gently caressed her cheek and the heat emanating from them made him smile.

Her tongue peeked out to wet her lips and he bit his lip at the erotic sight.

"Toshi..." her hand slowly wandered down to his throbbing length over the soft material, squeezing very gently, carefully. "I-Is this o-okay? H-Hitoshi?!" Her voice rose in alarm at the sight of her boyfriend's eyes tightly squeezed shut, head thrown back and jaw straining.

His hands were twisting the bedsheets tightly and his chest heaved with strain. "I-I'm okay." he missed the loss of her hand's warmth, the cool air feeling almost painful. "P-Please..." his heated gaze met hers and she inhaled sharply, eyes zeroing in on his clothed penis.

Part 2 will follow (Tumblr won't let me upload the whole thing)

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tiles are cold (so am i)

warnings: bad words, allusions to ptsd and other mental illnesses. we’re doing some good old fashioned hurt/comfort, lads

summary: taako looks terrible. he has dark circles so deep that kravitz wonders if he can feel where they indent his skin, and even in the dim light from the few candles in the corner of the room, kravitz can see that his olive skin is at least a shade or two paler than normal. he looks ill, and that sends a spark of anxiety shooting down kravitz’s spine.

There’s familiarity in hiding from love and from warmth and from light. And familiarity, Taako used to find, is comforting.

When everything else failed him and when the world treated him with almost calculated cruelty, he found it simple to take the hand of habit and treat it in the same way. The world was a game of chess, a game of strategy, and he never lost. He was never able to afford to lose. He was all alone, in this world that was dark and dangerous and cruel. He had no one to pick up the knocked over pawns. That was a lesson he learned years ago in Glamour Springs; a lesson he was reminded of in Refuge.

So when Istus changes her tune, naturally, he grows suspicious.

Merle says never to blame the Gods for suffering. But when they are so unknowable, Taako finds it difficult not to. Especially Istus; it’s all well and good being one of her emissaries, after all, but he finds it hard to believe that she can be the Goddess of Fate and yet have no control over the tapestry she weaves.

Of course, the parting of the clouds brings with it a little metaphorical sunburn. Yes, he gains back Lup, and sure, he’s reassured of Kravitz’s love. His family surrounds him, five other little birds, but it all hurts with the sixth there in the centre of it all, his little sister, a woman who stole everything from him for ten years, only to give it back when she got caught. Maybe Istus isn’t feeling so kind yet.

Neither is he, to be quite fucking frank. That kind of thing requires time that he has not yet had, and a fortitude he has had no reason to develop. The wound runs too deep.

Standing in his kitchen at only the Gods know what time shows him exactly how fresh it is, and not just the one she left him with. The light of the moon leaks in through the window, and three candles in the corner cast a strange, flickering light across the room, and Taako’s leaning over a counter trying desperately to catch his breath like he never learned how to breathe. The air in the room is thick and heavy as he tries desperately to push it into his lungs.

This is why he doesn’t fucking sleep any more. He doesn’t even need to do it, so why the hell he subjects himself to it is beyond him.

That’s the funny thing about grieving, and the odd thing about guilt. No matter whether or not a person thinks they might be over it, it never really goes away. Taako knows he isn’t responsible for what happened to those poor forty, and he knows his family is safe and alive and well. But whenever he closes his eyes, that mass grave still haunts his thoughts and all he forgot from those hundred years comes back to pester him in his dreams. He can’t seem to catch a break from it.

“Taako?”

He whips around so fast that he’s surprised the sound barrier doesn’t shatter around him, glamour up like a shield. Kravitz’s tired eyes greet him from the doorway. It makes something ache in Taako’s chest, seeing him this way. He grows more human by the day; skin warmer, breath deeper. He forgets that, while Kravitz is death’s emissary, he is a person and he is softer, gentler, now.

“Oh, Kravitz,” Taako says, as casually as if Kravitz had just come back from a trip to the Fantasy Costco. It’s a pretense he hides behind well; after all, he has had several years to practice, and several years to learn how to work through the guilt that bites at him for his dishonesty. He drops his glamour, but still throws out his best grin. “Bit early to be going to work, isn’t it, babe?”

Kravitz scowls.

Taako looks terrible. He has dark circles so deep that Kravitz wonders if he can feel where they indent his skin, and even in the dim light from the few candles in the corner of the room, Kravitz can see that his olive skin is at least a shade or two paler than normal. He looks ill, and that sends a spark of anxiety shooting down Kravitz’s spine.

“What’s the pout for, handsome?” His boyfriend’s voice catches him off guard. “M’ not allowed to grab myself some eats at three AM, is that it?”

Kravitz, of course, knows better than to go for the bait. “Not even close,” he says, pulling himself up to sit on the island in the middle of the kitchen. The granite is hard and glacial underneath him, but it takes away some of the stone-cold formality of what he wants to say, what he wants to talk about. “It’s your house too, love. You know I don’t mind. I’m just worried, that’s all.”

Taako’s jaw sets hard for just a second, almost imperceptibly. When his speaks, his voice is noticeably softer. “About what?”

“Well, you. This is, uh, extra, even as far as you go.”

“And what about it is extra, exactly?” Taako breezes past him, and in the dim light of the room, Kravitz thinks he spies that Taako’s face is just a little redder, a little puffier than usual. It’s also noticeable in the way that Taako begins to clatter around the place for something, anything to do to stop Kravitz from worrying that something is wrong. It hurts to watch. “Maybe ch’boy just wants some fucking pancakes, alright? That’s nothing to worry about, is it?”

“We’ve been over that already,” Kravitz says. “And the answer was no. But it isn’t that I’m worrying about.” He slides himself down from the countertop, deciding that this is no longer the type of conversation that he can force to be casual. Taako pauses at this motion, seeming to get what it means. The metaphorical gloves have come off. “Look, if you don’t want to talk, then that’s fine. But-”

“Fuckin’- don’t do this to me, bones,” Taako replies, voice a little thick. “Things’re fine, just- you know me. Takes more than a nightmare to take ol’ Taako down.”

Kravitz sighs. “Stop it.”

“What?”

“Fucking- that.”

“I’m not catchin’ your vibe, Krav.”

“Stop pretending you’re okay, Taako.”

Kravitz swears that all the air in the room turns to sponge when Taako puts the spatula in his hand down forcefully. He could probably hear the beat of a hummingbird’s wings, the silence left in his wake is so deafening. “I know you do it because you’re worried about me, too,” he continues, “even though you won’t admit as much. And you know that I’ll never force you to talk about anything you don’t want to talk about. But please, for the love of the gods, stop pretending that everything’s fine. That just worries me worse.”

The silence doesn’t let up, and every moment that passes is another anxious knot that forms in Kravitz’s stomach. He is sure that this will go one of two ways, and neither one is pleasant. Either Taako will put up another wall, another fifty feet for Kravitz to scale, or all of the ones he currently has built up will crumble unceremoniously at his feet. Even though both outcomes make him feel a little sick with worry, he decides in an instant that he will deal with it, if it is what it takes.

However, Taako does something that Kravitz does not account for. He sighs, and his shoulders relax.

“Why didn’t you just fuckin’- just tell me that-” He seems unsure as to how to even start his sentence. And Taako is shorter than Kravitz to begin with, but in the low Candlelight, Kravitz swears that he has never seen Taako look smaller. “You know, I hate it when you’re right. But I don’t- I don’t think I do wanna talk.”

Not yet, anyway. He doesn’t doubt that it’ll all come out on another morning just like this one. Uglier, more raw, less restrained. He’s already had some times like that, but Kravitz has not yet been privy to them all. He thinks that this will come with time. And a warm relief settles in his chest when his boyfriend nods and his hunches are confirmed.

“You got it.” Kravitz dithers for a second. And then, wordlessly, he opens his arms in Taako’s direction.

One thing that Kravitz understands about Taako, even for their comparatively short time together, is that Taako is not massive on physical affection in these situations. Of course, there are exceptions to this rule; the plate of sapphire on Phandalin, Carey and Killian’s wedding, their evening at the Chug N’ Squeeze. But under this circumstance, raw emotional vulnerability is not something Taako handles well. It’s a little bit of a surprise when Taako regards this posture, meets Kravitz’s gaze, and slots himself into the open space in Kravitz’s arms.

They stand like this for what is probably only a few minutes. Kravitz feels as though he could hold Taako forever, though. He doesn’t say this.

“Taako,” he says instead. “Do you trust me?”

“Yes,” Taako whispers, without hesitation, because it’s the truth. He laughs, and the sound is just a little bitter. “Should fuckin’ act like it, shouldn’t I?”

Kravitz, though, does not laugh. He simply shakes his head. “Sometimes, that just isn’t how things are wired,” he says softly, pressing a kiss to the top of Taako’s head. “And that’s alright. We can rewire it, no sweat. It’s not as if we’re on a time limit here, my love.”

“Does five or six hundred years count as a time limit?”

This time, Kravitz does laugh, and it warms Taako’s veins. “Well, yeah,” Kravitz says, “but I’m literally an emissary of death herself. I think I can pull a few strings to get us a bit longer.”

Taako grins. “Tight.” And then, after a moment’s pause, “Does that mean we have time for me to make these fucking pancakes? Because I don’t know about you, but I’m not really in the mood to go back to sleep.”

Kravitz tucks Taako’s hair behind his ear, presses a gentle kiss to his forehead, and says, “More than enough.”

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Humming.

Letterboxd nominates the top ten Tribeca 2019 premieres.

The Tribeca Film Festival has a famously eclectic slate, and the 2019 program continued this tradition in a year in which the festival achieved filmmaker gender parity across its three competitive sections for the first time. Now that the festival has wrapped, we are pleased to highlight the ten feature premieres that made waves amongst our members (and in the general media). See the list here, and read on for all the Letterboxd takes.

Swallow Written and directed by Carlo Mirabella-Davis—Winner: Best Actress in a US Narrative Feature Film Haley Bennett, who constantly seems on the verge of a breakout that this film might actually provide her, won the top acting prize at Tribeca for her performance in this drama that sounds like something David Cronenberg forgot to make in the mid-90s. She plays a newly pregnant young woman who starts ingesting dangerous objects. A scene in which she ingests thumbtacks caused a Tribeca attendee to faint. Fair enough. Letterboxd member Bill Bria says the film “starts as a Polanski-esque take on mental illness, and blossoms into a character study of a woman taking control. Carlo Mirabella-Davis has an innate sense of composition, and Haley Bennett is compelling and nuanced.”

House of Hummingbird Written and directed by Kim Bo-ra—Winner: Best International Narrative Feature Film, Best Actress in an International Narrative Feature Film (Park Ji-hu), Best Cinematography in an International Narrative Feature Film (Kang Gook-hyun)

This South Korean film seemed to really grab audiences in its North American premiere at Tribeca, sweeping the International Narrative section at the festival’s awards ceremony. A coming-of-age tale about a teenage girl whose life is impacted by a new teacher, Letterboxd member Tyler Vary implores: “Completely blown away. Please go see this movie whenever you get the chance.”

Buffaloed Directed by Tanya Wexler Second-generation leading lady and Tribeca favorite Zoey Deutch (Flower, Why Him?, the upcoming Zombieland: Double Tap) stars in this film set in the not-often-portrayed world of debt collecting as Peg Dahl, a young woman who takes up the unenviable job of escaping her own debt. The character made a real impact on Letterboxd member nextbestpicture, who enthusiastically describes her as “a hustler, a go-getter, an entrepreneur and a perfect mixture of grit and intellectualism with the occasional vulgarity thrown in. She is a comedic force of nature in this crime film filled with style, wit and humor.”

Something Else Directed by Jeremy Gardner and Christian Stella

Co-director Gardner also stars in this elevated indie genre movie that played in Tribeca’s Midnight section. He plays a man dealing with both a break up and a monster. Bill Bria became an instant fan: “Jeremy Gardner and Christian Stella pick up the ‘indie relationship film with horror elements’ baton from producers Benson and Moorhead [who co-directed The Endless] and run with it. Hilarious, insightful, touching, and amazing jump scares. Gardner and Brea Grant hold the screen.”

Blow The Man Down Written and directed by Bridget Savage Cole and Danielle Krudy—Winner: Best Screenplay in a US Narrative Feature Film

The Coen brothers comparisons are coming thick and fast for this drama about two sisters struggling to cover up a crime in a salty Maine fishing village. You had us at “salty”. Letterboxd member AGPerson observed: “Comparable to Fargo and Twin Peaks at times, this thrilling tale is small scale but has the impact of a cannon… packed with a full ensemble cast of women and backed by a great female filmmaking duo, it’s impressive that this serves as a debut.”

Dreamland Directed by Miles Joris-Peyrafitte

Margot Robbie stars in this period crime drama as an old-timey bank robber on the run who seeks help from an impressionable teenager (Finn Cole). Stalwart Letterboxd member David Ehrlich says, “Joris-Peyrafitte’s expressive direction and Margot Robbie’s sheer force of will are enough to endow the movie’s best moments with the same hope-and-a-prayer immediacy that its heroes take with them as they speed towards the southern border.”

Burning Cane Written and directed by Phillip Youmans—Winner: Founders Award for Best Narrative Feature, Best Actor in a US Narrative Feature Film (Wendell Pierce), Best Cinematography in a US Narrative Feature Film (Phillip Youmans)

The great Wendell Pierce (The Wire, Suits) won the Best Actor award at Tribeca for his performance as a preacher in this searing debut from Youmans, the youngest ever director to play at Tribeca. There remains some debate over the film throughout our member reviews, but there’s no denying it’s made an impact. Danny writes, “Really love this. Youmans takes the Malickian style and does his own thing with it. Haunting and beautiful. I can’t wait to see what he does next.”

Plus One Written and directed by Jeff Chan and Andrew Rymer—Winner: Narrative Audience Award Writer/actor Maya Erskine, currently nailing it in her acclaimed TV series Pen15, and Jack Quaid (son of Dennis Quaid and Meg Ryan) co-star as two friends who agree to accompany each other to a series of summer weddings. Audiences seem to be responding to the film’s old school rom-com vibes. Letterboxd member Chris Wilson says it’s “extremely charming and extremely warm and quite funny and Maya Erskine is so good”.

Come To Daddy Directed by Ant Timpson

Timpson, who produced culty horrors such as The ABCs of Death and The Greasy Strangler (and is a film programming legend in his home country of New Zealand) makes his directorial debut with this very dark, comedic thriller about a superficial young man (Elijah Wood) who finds himself facing mortal peril after reuniting with his estranged father (Stephen McHattie). Letterboxd member Cassie Jo Ochoa says it was “a hell of a rollercoaster to watch this particular father/son journey” and described the film as “violent, beautifully composed, decently acted, darkly funny and constantly shocking”. Look out for an interview with Timpson and Wood right here very soon. Meanwhile, read this deeply personal account of Timpson’s filmmaking journey (yes, we’re fans).

You Don’t Nomi Directed by Jeffrey McHale

According to McHale’s multi-faceted documentary, Paul Verhoeven’s 1995 highly addictive mega-flop Showgirls belongs in the holy trinity of campy cult classics alongside Valley of the Dolls and Mommie Dearest. McHale’s film examines the cult that has sprung up around Showgirls, and how it has been embraced by the LGBTQIA+ community. Letterboxd member Derek says it’s a “smart, entertaining, and funny documentary analyzing the fascination with Paul Verhoeven’s [film]”. Keep an eye out for a feature on McHale and the film soon, right here.

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11 Best Tips: How to Keep Your Indoor Cat Happy

You have a cat and for their safety (and to protect the wildlife outside your home) you’ve decided it’s best to keep them indoors!  The BIG question is:  how to keep your indoor cat happy and healthy?  Here are our top 12 BEST Tips on keeping indoor cats happy and healthy.

After all, cats evolved to live very well as hunters living an independent life.

How to keep your indoor cat happy mean that you embrace the fact that cats are natural born predators with a unique viewpoint all their own.

What makes sense to other cats may not ever make good sense to a human being.  Humans simply don’t have their instincts, their drives, their extraordinary senses and sensibilities.

Outdoor cats do take their toll on birds and lizards and the like.  In fact, an article in National Wildlife magazine looked at the enormous toll that free-ranging domesticated cats take on wildlife in the United States. They said that “the latest study conservatively concluded that between 1.3–4 billion birds and 6.3–22.3 billion mammals are killed annually by cats, making them one of the largest human-influenced sources of mortality for birds and mammals in the country.”

Also, outdoor cats are threatened by other predators, by cars and various vehicles, and illness.  As a result they typically often have much shorter lives compared to indoor only cats.

That isn’t to say that they might not be happier as an outside cat though.

Many indoor only cats are miserable and unhealthy and that leads to behavior problems.  It’s up to you as their caretaker to figure out how to provide a proper and stimulating environment to keep your indoor cat happy.

So it makes sense to keep your cat indoors, but if you do make your cat an indoor only cat, then there are things you must do as a good cat daddy or mom for them to be happy and healthy.

However, keeping your cat indoors happy and healthy can be easier said than done. Have you ever tried to turn an outdoor cat into an indoor cat?  It can be a challenge.  Some cats will adapt fairly easily, others will fight you every step of the way and will never agree to your indoor plan.  It goes against their nature.

They need to feel the soil beneath their paws, smell fresh air, go where their hearts leads them without constraint or entrapment.  If you keep those types of cat personalities indoors, something inside them will die a slow and painful death.

For instance, my boyfriend once adopted a 2 year old calico manx kitty from the Petsmart rescue shelter.  She was absolutely gorgeous with all her lovely colors, beautiful gold eyes and soft thick coat of fur.  For him, it was love at first sight.

He named her Lucy.

His intention was for Lucy be his RV cat and for them to travel around the country and live together, keeping him company.

His vision was that the cat would hang out with him, sleep with him, sit in the passenger’s seat while he drove, and be as excited as he was about globe trotting in the giant tin can he called a house on wheels.

Be aware!  Your cat may have other plans and unmet needs.

But here’s the problem.  Lucy was trapped and taken from her home a junkyard where she’d spent her entire life so far.  She hated the RV life.  She wasn’t sure she liked humans either.

She wound up hating him too for forcing her to live in the RV.  She attacked her “jailer” every chance she got, hid under the furniture, and tried to escape out the door at every opportunity.

She wound up getting very very ill after a short time, and started wasting away.  Lucy felt trapped and inconsolable because she simply couldn’t breath indoors and would rather die than live that way.

And that’s how she wound up living with me in my little garden home and side yard.  At first, as we bonded and got to know each other, I encouraged her to stay with me inside the house as an indoor kitty while she healed and recovered her strength.  But she was having none of it.

Her soul and spirit insisted that she could only ever be happy and healthy if she was outside.  Giving into the inevitable, we discussed the dangers of being outside, and how to keep herself safe.  She agreed to wear a collar with her name and other essential information on it.

Lucy agreed to stay close to home, and to come whenever I called her so I wouldn’t worry.  I agreed to feed her regularly, and to care for her and love her always.

She made friends with the possum that lived under the deck.  She occasionally wandered down the street and made friends with the neighbors who she visited often.  Lucy helped me raise my puppy Einstein, teaching him how to behave with cats and he adored her.  She often went on walks with us around the neighborhood too… that was great fun.

But I digress…

The point is, once she was listened to and respected and could live the life she wanted that made her happy, she recovered her health and well-being.  She occasionally agreed to come inside when it was especially bad weather, but she always let me know when it was time for her to go back outside and recharge her spirit and soul in the sun and fresh air again.  And she lived a very long happy life, to the ripe old age of 20 years old.  She was a favorite in the neighborhood too, known and loved by many of us.

I learned a lot from Lucy and her story is not the norm.

One of the important things I learned is that there are ways to keep indoor cats happy, healthy and entertained, and there are ways to make them miserable.

You’ve heard the saying, when momma is happy everybody is happy, but when momma ain’t happy, nobody is happy?

Well, when your indoor cat is happy, you will be happy too.  And believe me, if your cat is unhappy?  You’re not gonna like it.

Here are our top 11 best tips for how to keep your indoor cat happy and healthy.

Play Therapy!  Because a Tired Cat is a Happy Cat

Cats can go stir crazy if they can’t act out their natural hunting instincts.  Cats chase feathers and toys because they are enacting hunting games.  Natural athletes, they’ve got to work out and express all that excess energy.  You can help them with that!

There’s no shortage of awesome fun solo and interactive cat toys that will keep your cat moving and grooving and feeling fine.

Boxes are great fun – cats feel compelled to be in a box.

There are toys that look like mice, toys with feathers, battery-powered toys with flashing lights and sound effects.  There are the infamous “red dot” laser pointers, moving toys, toys on strings and the oh so wonderful crinkle toys, and cat tunnels…

Everything that you need to help keep your cat pouncing and stalking and safely wrestling with their pretend “prey” indoors.  You can do it yourself too with sock toys with crinkly bits of paper stuffed or a plastic water bottle stuffed inside, dragging ribbons or bits of rope under a sheet or newspaper.  Make it fun and interesting.

Remember play for cats is a hunting game so your job is to recreate the movements and actions that a prey animal might make.  When you do that right, your cat will engage.  Do it wrong?  Boring….

Your cat wants solo toys, and they also want you to admire their athletic prowess!  So every day and before bedtime, have fun playing with your cat.  Your goal is to tire them out until they are panting and want to rest, typically 15 minutes or so should do the trick.

End the play time by giving them a bite to eat – after all, every successful hunt ends with eating what they caught…  Afterward, they’ll happily groom themselves, and then be ready for a lovely nap with you and will hopefully sleep all night long.

Keep your indoor cat active and engaged with toys.  Big toys, little toys, feathers and strings and long crawly things, squeaky, squishy and crinkly toys, find out what they like best and invest in your cat’s healthy, well-being and sanity as well as your own.

Bird Watching!  Setup Bird Viewing Stations

Another wonderful how to tip to keep your indoor cat happy is to setup a bird watching station for them.

Birds are natural prey for cats, and are fascinating in their own right.  Even well-fed domestic cats are attracted to small animals. Satisfy their need by setting up a bird viewing station inside.  Something like this – install a cat window perch and set up a bird or hummingbird feeder or maybe a bird bath right outside the window.

Your indoor cat will get the pleasure and the joy of watching the birds, and of course the birds will also be safe from being eaten, so that’s good.

Did you know that you can also reduce bird window strikes by putting baths or feeders outside a window?  And that’s a good thing too!  Win-Win-Win!  Check out these fun bird feeders and baths to get you started.

Hunting For Fun!  Let the Games Begin 

You’ve heard the phrase, cats have 9 lives?  That’s because cats are inherently curious creatures.  Exploring the world around them is important to them, it’s a creative exercise and enhances their sense of well-being.  If your indoor cat doesn’t have enough games and activities to keep them engaged and happy, they’re going to get bored.  A bored cat will act out, and even decide in moments of desperation that they must escape outside… because indoors?  Well, like a kid cooped up inside with nothing to do, it’s BORING.

Toys are great, bird watching is great, play therapy is great… Make things more interesting by hiding their favorite treats around the house. Think “easter egg hunt” or “treasure hunt” time.

There are also special cat treat puzzles and toys that make your cat work hard to extract the goodies.  They’ll keep your indoor kitty entertained on solving the problem for hours, or at least until they figure out the trick to it (think “rubics cube”.)

Did you know they use the same kind of things to keep lions, tigers and bears, oh my, plus other predators in good mental and physical condition in zoos?  Yes, it’s that important.

Natural Weed For Cats!  Catnip Makes For Happy Trippy Groovy Indoor Kitties

What is catnip?  It’s a plant in the mint family (Nepeta cataria).  It works on many kitties, although not all cats respond to it, because it contains a natural oil called nepetalactone which has a unique effect on cats. When your cat inhales the nepetalactone, their feline olfactory system senses it as a natural cat pheromone.

When your indoor cat rubs on or chews catnip, or rolls in it or scatters it everywhere, or pounces on it and looks spacey and so very funny, it’s because it’s producing a mild natural high that is both harmless and temporary, but that is very pleasurable for kitties.

It doesn’t usually have an effect on kittens under six months of age, but if your cat does love it, you have one more wonderful way to help keep your indoor cat happy.  Check out the different ways catnip comes, from dried form that you can fill sachets or socks or run on their favorite toys or scratching posts, or in these cute cat toys like the mini-mice.

You can also get it in spray form.  Then you can mist toys or cat beds or window sills. You can even grow live catnip plants in pots in a sunny window too.

Gimme a Box!  Any Box or Cave Will Do

It’s a fact!  Cats love boxes, any shape or size, small to large.  They feel safe tucked inside.  I’ve often felt that cats can be a bit autistic because they love to feel snug and secure, contained.

An upscale Cat Cave like this eco-friendly wool shaped cocoon is also a lovely place for cats to hang out with a space of their own.

The Trees The Limit!  Climbing Cats Are Happy Cats 

Wild cats are natural climbers, pursuing prey into the trees and seeking high places when frightened. Your indoor cat wants to climb too because it’s their instinct to do so.

If you don’t want your cat climbing the walls or your furniture or the window curtains or the bookshelf or the kitchen cabinets or…, then get them their own cat tree(s).

A great how to keep your cat happy tip is to provide a variety of ways for them to exercise and satisfy their urge to climb.

If you don’t do this for them, then don’t come crying to me about how your cat just destroyed your favorite piece of furniture!  You’re being a bad cat daddy or mommy.

Your furrbaby gotta climb, baby!!

Get a big enough cat tree that they can actually CLIMB.  The short little stubby scratching posts are not trees, nobody can climb that so don’t waste your money on the little ones.  They are unstable and your cat will hate it.

They come in all shapes and colors and sizes to fit your space and decor.

My all time favorite book about creating extraordinary cat spaces indoors is here, The Cats’ House.

This one’s fun too!  If you’re handy, you can build your own.

Take it to the next level! Another easy way to satisfy their urge is to add “cat shelves” throughout your home.  This takes advantage of all the vertical space on the walls for your feline family members. It can be as easy as putting up a few floating shelves mounted to the wall or you can create more involved “catwalks” that wrap around entire rooms.

There are basically two types of cats:  bush cats and tree cats.  Bush cats like to hide under things and peek out, feeling safe inside their “den”.

Tree cats need to be high, the lord or lady of their domain.  Have you ever seen a big wildcat like a lion or tiger lazing around in a tree?  They want to see everything and they feel safe from up high, plus if their prey was foolish enough to walk under them they could pounce!

Cat shelves will allow your kitty to get up high and go places only cats can go.

Let’s Go Outside! Take a Hike, Together

It is possible to teach your kitty to walk on a leash.  Or, there are cat carriers on wheels available too!  Sound crazy?  Not really even though there are some hilarious YouTube videos out there but believe it or not it is possible.  This is a great way to compromise your indoor cats needs to go outside and smell the fresh air, feel the sun AND it’s one of the most responsible ways to do it.

Start training your cat as a kitten and they’ll think it’s normal, no questions asked.  But even older cats can learn how to walk on a leash.

Tips:  Help your cat get used to wearing a harness for short periods of time indoors, then attach the leash for them to drag around.  Reward them for walking with you!

Whatever you do, don’t pull on the leash because it will make your cat fight you and the leash and have a bad experience.  The last thing you want to have happen is for them to have a bad experience or they won’t want to play with you anymore.

Once your cat is comfortable wearing the harness and leash, take them outside. Go slowly! At first just go on short trips outside and then gradually go farther.

Pay attention, you want your cat to feel comfortable. If you get stuck or have trouble, consult with a pro trainer, feline expert or professional animal communicator.

Did you know that the idea of walking dogs on leashes once seemed weird?  Now it’s the norm. Same with cats.

You Say Patio, Kitty Says Catio!  The BEST and Safest Way for Cats to Be Outdoors

Another great tip on how to keep indoor cats happy and healthy is to setup a “catio” to fulfill their craving for fresh air and sun and dirt and grass and… If you have a bit of space outside, then your kitty can have their own personal playground.

What is it? A catio is an enclosed structure that you can install in your yard, as an extension of your deck or patio.  Like a cat playpen or the feline version of a dog run. You can invest in premade easy to setup catios, or DIY plans, or hire a handyman to make. just do it yourself.

Stop The Hormone Dance!  Spay and Neuter Your Cat

Spay and neuter your indoor cats. Spay and neuter your indoor cats.  Spay and neuter your indoor cats.  Do I have to say it again??

Intact cats are driven mad by hormones, turning them into essentially kitty sluts and ‘hos!  It’s not their fault.  Their time of the month brings out their wild side and they feel compelled to escape and find a mate.

Do your cat a favor.  Eliminate this added stress on your cats life, and your own when Little FooFoo comes up pregnant and has to drop out of school and be shipped off to the nunnery to have their babies and then their life is ruined and… kidding!

Still, neutering and spaying stops the siren call of the outdoors when they go into heat, and eliminates the chance that they could contribute to the unwanted cat population, get in cat fights, or what is also tragic and preventable is when so many cats wind up feral, sick or starving, stuck in shelters and even euthanized.  Don’t let that happen to your cat.

Snuggle Bugs and Kitty Love!  Take Time to Love Your Cat

Would you like to live your entire life with someone who doesn’t connect with you, have time for you, or love you?  No.

Do you love your cat?  Show it.  Your love and affection is one of the most powerful ways to keep them happy! Wild cats get their love and affection in different ways, but domesticated cats?  They’re stuck with us and they crave attention.

How to keep your indoor cat happy can be as simple as paying attention to them. Snuggle up with your cat, take time to pet and brush your cat, and play with them every day.  When you do, you help them feel cared for, like they’re important to you, and they respond with an improved sense of happiness and well-being. 

When your cat is happy and feels your love, they’ll return the favor.  Can’t we all use more love in our lives?

Cat Talk!  Learn How to Speak Cat

This last one is simple and easy to learn how to do.  If you truly want you cat to feel happy and be healthy, then you’ll want to know how to speak their language.

Communicating with your cat will give them a way to tell you how they feel, what they think, what they worry about or what they need and want.  They can tell you if they don’t feel good or are in pain.  And you can tell them about things that are important to you too!

What a wonderful difference it makes when you know what they’re thinking and feeling!

Start here at The Heart School of Animal Communication with your FREE ebook: Hidden Secrets to Communicating With Pets.

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