#auhtor ideas

[tales-of-wocdes]

I absolutely did skip on a name, and I was wondering for those of us who kind of stubbornly skip for a bit, will there be naming opportunity, later when mc knows Lexia and Havard better, can our mc ask Lexia or Havard to name them despite possibly denying them both previously?

Like a sort of

You gave me my personhood back, and so it feels right that you name me?

This is a very good point, and it would make sense :D I will need to consider this. Context in this older post.

Now... there might be one person, one of a pair in fact, who does have the patience of an adult to let MC have their time to think about names... and will just call MC something if they refuse to give a name of any kind.

What that is I have no idea yet.

I will admit I also had a very specific scene in mind to let MC potentially go nameless... but it might be too ambitious and annoying to implement... actually one widget would probably do it... :D

Damn it I keep flipping on this :D

Spoilers for a plan that will probably not happen... or maybe... I don't know. It's also just a silly idea I had.

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MC gets tired of being called something generic like "the child" and starts telling people random names. Lexia (and Azha) just run with the idea and call MC a random name each time...

Yeah. That was the plan.... It's a silly plan... which fits. I would need to write a pool of names for MC which is not super fun (I do have the ready made suggested names, but those are not so fun :D)... Though a bunch of ridiculous names from a generator....

See, I keep playing around with it :D

[jjmaybae]

Breathe Babygirl

SYNOPSIS: When you wake up with barely any sleep in horrid pain and start having an attack anxiety, you rush to JJ Maybank who instantly does his best to comfort & help you.

PAIRING: JJ Maybank x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS: Stomach illness & anxiety attack.

AUHTOR’S NOTE: I wrote this today to comfort myself tbh but also wrote to comfort anyone else who isn’t feeling well too! Hopefully. 🤍 English was my third language btw.

(Song is optional. Just felt like adding one)

Early morning, the pain was actually hitting you quite hard and panic was steadily rising. It had been a while since you felt this way… the anxiety part. You thought it was gone forever but there it goes again, sneaking up on you like the bitch it is.

Your stomach had felt awful, you weren’t sure what triggered it this time but it ruined your sleep. It had felt like an actual rock was in your stomach, ripping away—it was so sharp and the nausea was at tenfolds.

You gulped and in a very short amount of time, you ran on autopilot looking for one person. Your feet taking you straight out the door despite the crippling pain you felt in your lower stomach, shooting up to the upper abdomen.

Now, you had never done this… so when JJ Maybank, your boyfriend, caught sight of you walking to him while he was out in the garage, surprisingly already awake—his concern and worry skyrocketed. You looked distraught and he had no idea why.

Immediately, he was walking to you and wrapped his arms around you, “Hey baby, what’s wrong? I got you.”

A hug and his voice should have soothed you but it only did a little when you were literally shaking with body tremors now and he felt it, his hold tightening slightly, “Baby?”

You spoke, “I slept like, two hours and I have a horrible sharp pain in my stomach.”

As if on cue, you groaned and continued as he listened, his brows furrowing.

“And I’m so nauseated, Jay. I feel like garbage. I’m tired and it’s making me super anxious… I- I never told you but I used to suffer from bad anxiety attacks… all the time, before we met.”

He knew that you, his girlfriend, had a stomach illness and issues that could make life unbearable at times when flares happened but you always seemed to handle it, despite his protests and arguments. You always masked yourself as okay and it would tick him off endlessly but he tried to control it.

What he didn’t know was that you used to suffer from bad anxiety.

He spoke quietly, his strong arms still wrapped around you trying to will the tremors away, “Why didn’t you tell me?” He almost sounded like he was wearing a frown now for not realizing this but you were so unwell that he couldn’t get mad.

“I thought they were gone for good… it’s been a long time since this happened. To be honest, I’m sort of scared of being ill. It’s not fun having these dumb health issues… but it got so much better, I- I… wasn’t expecting this and-“

Your trembling got worse and your breathing started faltering there. It was always shitty how it would just escalate so fast, the feeling of panic increasing along with the feeling of sickness.

He started rubbing a hand up and down your back, soothingly, “Shh, shh… it’s okay, sweetheart. Focus on me now. I’m right here, deep breaths babygirl.”

You tried but were struggling to focus now and he sensed it, “One, two, three, four, five inhale… one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight exhale… c’mon.”

When you felt the tears startle to prickle and the breathing technique not working, you shuddered out a breath. Pulling away just a tad, “I can’t. I can’t… it’s not helping!”

Then when the pain hit even sharper, you almost kneeled over but he kept holding you up—a noise of discomfort coming out as you clutched your tummy.

“Let’s get inside, get you sat. Can’t stand like this,” He suddenly lifted you up like it was nothing while you made that pained face and felt more shaky than ever.

He was always your strong man and this was the time to use that strength. His heart broke though when he saw that look on your face, “Jesus Christ, baby…” He muttered and quickly walked you indoors to put you on the couch. He kept you on his lap, starting to rub your tummy, trying to ease it all.

His hand kept running circles but that stubborn ache wouldn’t let up.

“Nn…” You let out a small whine and he sighed, feeling a bit panicky himself.

“I’m gon’ go get you some medicine? Alright?” He said and carefully detangled from you, standing up but you spoke.

“No! Um…”

His brow quirked and he almost scoffed, “babygirl, you are starting to lose color, what do you mean ‘no’ to meds?”

“I… really don’t like meds, J. Please… can you just make me some tea? Tea can help sometimes,” you breathed out.

He couldn’t help but give in to the request, letting out a large exhale, “tea… yeah, I’ll get you that. Just stay put, I won’t take long.”

He noticed a sense of anxiety in you at the fact of him being gone for a few minutes, he almost struggled walking to the kitchen to leave you.

You hated yourself for being so clingy and needy at this moment, you normally prided yourself on not being that but alas, you were freaked out and it sucked.

You nodded and he bit his lip, “five minutes, stay here.”

He was hesitating but knew you needed something so he finally urged his feet to move to the kitchen so he can make tea.

After some minutes, he came back with the steaming mug, settling right next to you. One arm slung over your shoulder as you leaned to him in your shaken state and the other holding the mug.

It was ginger tea, for the nausea and discomfort—he hoped it would do the trick.

He carefully handed it but when he saw your tremors at work still, he put his hand over yours holding the mug to steady it.

“Drink,” He said, assuring he’d help you hold it. His hand was as warm as the mug and it felt nice, safe.

Once you finished with the tea, he pulled you closer and moved his free hand to your tummy to rub soothing circles as you fully leaned on him, head burying to his side.

“Tea’s gonna help, baby. Just relax with me now… deep breaths again.”

You nodded, trying to do exactly that.

After about forty minutes of hell slowly fading over, he felt relieved to feel your shaking stop completely.

He lifted your face a bit to take a look at you. He saw how exhausted you seemed, needing sleep. The weary look ok your face made him sad.

“Is the pain gone? Nausea?”

You nodded, “yeah, JJ… it’s gone. Tea helped.” Sighing in relief and so did he, “good, you need sleep babe.”

“I do, two hours was not enough.”

He changed the position, carefully laying himself on the couch and bringing you slowly with him, to lay right on top of him—everything was done with the uttermost affection for his girl.

“Sleep, I’ll stay with you.” He whispered softly, taking his fingers to thread through your soft hair.

You melted at that simple action, it meant everything. You nuzzled your head into his chest, wrapping your arms around his torso and holding on.

You closed your eyes, “thank you, love you.”

He smiled to himself, taking his free arm to wrap around you as he held you close while you two rested.

“I love you too… also, there’s no shame in needing some help and comfort, darlin’. I want you to always get me, ok? No more, doing it all on your own bullshit.”

“Jay…” you mumbled.

“I mean it. I know you can handle your shit most times but I got you anyway, so just listen for once?” His voice was stern and it made you feel something.

You sighed, knowing he was concerned and maybe a little irritated. Not at you per se but with the situation.

“Okay.” You simply replied, feeling more and more relaxed to the way he was gently playing with your hair and holding you with the other arm. He tugged you closer with just that one arm.

“Damn, you’re really not well today if you just agreed with no complaints but fuck, I’m takin’ that babygirl.”

You let out a quiet chuckle, tightening your hold on him.

“Yeah, yeah… no sass today. I know.”

“As much as I love your fire sometimes though, good. Better not sass me with this.” And that made you grin just a little to yourself.

“I’m shuttin’ up now, sleep… shh.” He placed a kiss on top of your head then closed his eyes and you felt yourself slowly drifting off to a peaceful and much needed rest. With your boyfriend and you cuddled up and cozy.

[caotictimmy]

May I request a Caine x reader romantic headcanons like— Maybe on cutesy dates like picnic dates or something, please??? I loaf him sm 🍞💖

OMG YES HIIIIII TY FOR BEING MY FIRST REQUEST:3333so shout out to you munchie number 1:) this might be a little quick, but let’s get into it!!(gn!reader btw :3 )

✮Caine is such a romantic partner even tho he is ai, he reminds me of one of those 1920 husbands that always takes his partner on a date at least once a week

✮Caine will always surprise you,no matter how long you guys have been together,and the moment you think he has ran out of ideas, he has something up his sleeve (yes this is a magician joke I’m aloud to have some ok leave me alone🙁)

✮he will always get you cute gifts, weather that be your favorite flowers, or a cute stuff animal of him, you can’t tell me he wouldn’t give you a plushie of him, I feel like he would have one of you to, and there’s little magnets in the hands that connect them together (y’all I’m crying over my own head canons 😭)

✮this man would definitely write you sappy poems and you know it, yes they might be sappy and cheesy, but he really just pours his heart out in the letters for you, he just wants to remind you how much he really really REALLY loves you

✮now getting on to the picnic date I think it would start out with Caine putting everyone on a some what difficult adventurer to keep them distracted(cause every one knows jax will try to ruin it😒)

✮then he would probably take you by the lake, with some trees for shade he’s set out the stereotypical picnic blanket, he’d bring a little picnic basket with some flowers and candles, cause of course our favorite pair of dentures would do that for us

✮he’d definitely bring your favorite food along with dessert,I’m gonna be honest I think he’s either a pudding guy or a pumpkin pie guy he just gives me that vibe

✮and to cap off the night after you guys finish your food, he’d lean in and give you a little kiss and tell you that he loves you, how the end ends gonna go is either you guys go inside cause the crews done with the adventure or you guys will cuddle until they are done

HIIIII AUHTOR NOTE THANK YOU TO MY FIRST PERSON WHL REQUESTED I REALLY APPRECIATE YOU!!! You can also find me on wattpad with the name youmumlovesme402(goofy name I know I got it 3 years ago) again thank you so much for reader and I hope you guys enjoy my first work!

[jegbigbang]

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[yana125]

So up until now I only saw Vinland Saga so I didn't notice it, but now I'm 8-9 chapters into Planetes and damn...

It's so clear how surviving two car accidents, and Michael Ende's Neverending Story shaped this man.

Like, the Neverending Story is all about destruction and reconstruction. But not just Fantastica is destroyed and rebuilt in the story, it's not even that important. Bastian is experiencing a destruction and a reconstruction of his self. He became the worst version of himself, got a slap from life, became an empty shell who had no idea who he really was, then rebuilt his original self but by that he became the best version of himself.

In Vinland Saga Thorfinn goes through the same: he became the worst version of himself, got a slap from life, became an empty shell who had no idea who he really was, then rebuilt his original self but by that he became the best version of himself.

As I said I'm still only 8-9 chapters into Planetes, but I'm hoping to see a similar journey Hachi goes through.

ALSO! The way how dreams/ambitions becoming an obsession and that causing the destruction of the self in all three of the above mentioned stories? Chef's kiss! I salute you, Makoto Yukimura!

(Also the "Michael Ende experience" of the adaptation not understanding the core theme of the original story.) (Not Vinland Saga! Vinland Saga was praised by the auhtor! I read something about the Planetes anime adaptation having some changes.)

[daimonclub]

Quotes and ideas on vacation, aphorisms, quotations, and thoughts by great auhtors and writers about the time and place of vacation, or holiday if you prefer

[ageofbajabule]

Ugly Christmas Sweater

Danny x F! Reader

Photo creds to my lovely friend Brooke

Warnings: Just some very much tooth rotting fluff!! <3

Summary: Danny and yourself were hosting your annual Christmas party. And Danny felt like making it an even more special occasion for the two of you.

Masterlist: 🤍

Auhtor's Note: Danny girls you are going to love this fic so so much!! You might even cry... But I do hope you enjoy it and as always if you have any ideas you would like to share. Please feel free to do so! <3

Danny and you were hosting your annual ugly Christmas sweater party. You had been stressing the past week making sure everything was perfect. Between the games, food, drinks and decorations. “Baby, it’s going to be amazing!” Danny rubbed your back softly, “What if they don’t like the activities, or the food? What if it blows?” You looked up at him, biting your thumb. He pulled your thumb away cupping your face in his hands, “They are going to love it. Stop worrying. I don’t like it when you’re upset.” He kissed your lips softly, “C’mon let’s finish getting ready before everyone shows up.” 

After your conversation you ran upstairs to take a shower, Danny had already gotten one and was in the process of doing his hair while you showered. You stood under the warm water humming a christmas song to yourself, with Danny chiming in along with you, “Baby you should curl your hair, you always look beautiful with it curled.” You smiled to yourself, “Okay Danny.” He was already out of the bathroom by the time you finished showering. You dried off and put your bath robe on, blow drying your hair and curling it after. You did some light glam makeup for the party, and walked out of the bathroom to see Danny had your outfit laid out on the bed for you already. 

You put your undergarments on, and stepped into your leggings then slipped your sweater over your head. This year Danny and you decided to have matching sweaters that you handmade yourselves. They were red with green and white designs on them. Normally you wore your Harry Potter ugly sweaters but decided it would be best to match this year. “Danny, can you help me put this necklace on?” You heard him walking into the room grabbing the necklace from your hands, “Hold your hair up for me please?” You did so as he brought his hands to the front of you bringing the necklace to lay on your chest, he clicked the latch. He kissed your neck softly before letting you put your hair back down, “Thank you.” You blushed turning around giving him a soft kiss. He kissed you back, “Of course my love.”

It was around 6 o���clock now. The guests were arriving, Sam being the first one there with the tequila and mixers and Rosie of course! “Sammy!” You smiled hugging him, after you broke free he went to hug Daniel. “It’s so nice to see you guys! Hope you’ve been well!” Sam set his stuff down and let Rosie off her lease. Then Jake and Jita came in after, Jita immediately ran to you. You gals have been best friends ever since you first met, and hung out together when you weren’t on tour with the guys. “Jita!” You screamed practically hugging her tightly, she hugged back. “I’ve missed you! How’s Daniel treating you?” She giggled softly, “Very well! How are you and Jake?” You smiled and Jake walked up behind Jita, “We are wonderful.” He replied hugging you both tightly, “Jesus Jake you’re gonna crush us.” You laughed softly, “Hey man save some room for me?” Danny ran over joining the group hug, “Guys, seriously. I. Need. Air.” You giggled as they departed from one another, “Sorry.” 

Jita helped you set up the snacks and drinks around the kitchen, a moment later you heard Josh barge into the house. “Sorry folks, traffic was a bitch.” Josh had come in covered in snow, “I’m assuming people forgot how to drive when it snows?” You laughed with everyone else, “It seems so.” Danny called everyone to eat, considering the buffet of food was set up. “Please help yourselves and make yourselves at home!” Everyone ran to the kitchen getting their fixings of food, and drinks. 

Around 7 everyone was finished eating and finally had a few drinks in. Then the party games started, “Y/N that was an amazing dinner you had set up.” Jake complimented the food, “Thank you! Danny was a big help too, I couldn’t have done any of this without him.” You smiled, then Danny came out with the gift ball. It had different kinds of gifts, candy and money all wrapped over and over again in plastic wrap. Everyone sat in a circle on the floor, and you handed a pair of dice to Sam, you had to roll a double for the ball to be passed onto the next person to unravel the wrap and receive prizes. Of course Sam started rolling the dice not to get any doubles for a bit, while Danny had already rolled three layers off getting two gifts cards and some candy. Then Sam finally got a double, ripping the ball from Danny’s hands, unraveling it as fast as he could. Josh got a double immediately after taking the ball from him Sam only got some candy while Josh received $50, the game went on for about 15 minutes. Leaving Jita and yourself with the most gifts. “I have $10 and some candy!” Sam looked up from his pile, “I only got candy!” Jake exclaimed to him, “Guys! It’s just a game! Relax.” Danny butted into their argument. 

“Who wants some hot chocolate and cookies?” You sat up, everyone cheered and nodded in agreement to receiving that treat. “Okay, I’ll be out then.” You smiled, starting to walk away, “I’ll help!” Jita sat up running over to help you in the kitchen. “So! You and Danny…” She smiled, grabbing the mugs from the cabinets. “Yeah… it’s great. Can’t believe we’ve been together for about three years, going on four.” You blushed to yourself, things with Danny were amazing. He always treated you like a princess and made sure you were always happy. He put you first. “Do you think he’ll pop the question some day?” Jita smiled at you getting the other ingredients from the cabinets helping you make the hot chocolate. “I’m sure one day he will, I’m sure when he feels it is right he’ll ask…” You smiled, “Besides you and Jake! When is he gonna pop the question…” You both giggled, “Yeah not sure when that is happening either. But I’m ready when he is.” 

Once the hot chocolate was finished being brewed you poured it all into the mugs, as Jita put whipped cream and chocolate shavings on top, along with marshmallows. You put it all onto a serving tray along with the cookies. “Thank you for your help.” You hugged her before picking up the tray. “Of course.” She smiled following behind you, once you got to the living area you set the trays down on the coffee table. Allowing the guys to take their share of the goodies, then you and Jita grab yours before sitting down. Danny wrapped his arm around your waist pulling you close to him. “You did amazing, baby.” He kissed the top of your head softly. You smiled nuzzling into his side. For the next hour you guys talked about memories from growing up with one another, and about the countless Ski trips you all took. 

“Did I ever tell you guys the story of how I asked Y/N out?” Danny smiled at you standing in front of the fireplace. You raised an eyebrow at him, not knowing where this was going. But no one ever knew the real story so of course Danny went on. “You guys remember when I said I had to go on a Skiing trip with my cousins? Well that was a lie.” Sam looked at Danny, “Then where the fuck were you! We were gonna go to the cabin that weekend with you.” Danny smiled, “I actually asked Y/N if she would come with me. And she agreed. We actually went out snowboarding, and Y/N had only been out a couple of times. But she kicked ass, and the way she just helped the other kids there learning blew me away. However, we got snowed in and had to stay an extra two days longer…” You started to giggle remembering how Danny freaked out when you guys were there. 

“But then I took it as an opportunity to get to know her more without you guys bugging me. I knew I liked her, I just wasn’t sure on how to bring it up. And well, we decided to make some snowmen and snow angels and I figured that was when I needed to tell her how I felt. And I’m glad I did, because I wouldn’t be where I am today without her.” He smiled at you, you started to feel your eyes water. “Come here…” He motioned for you to join him in front of the fireplace, he kissed your cheek softly. Then grabbed your hands holding them, “Y/N I love you. I love you so, so much. And I’m so grateful to have you in my life, as well as the guys. But I really wouldn’t know what to do with myself without you.” Then he got down on one knee in front of you. “Danny…” You looked down at him feeling the tears fall, “Y/N will you do me the honor and make me the happiest guy in the world, and marry me?” He had the box out with the ring shining. It was simple but elegant. Silver ring with an oval cut stone. “Yes! A million times yes Danny!” You smiled as he stood up placing the ring on your finger kissing you softly. You kissed him back, wrapping your arms around him. 

Everyone was cheering, Josh was crying happy tears and Sam was popping out the champagne. “Congratulations to you two!” He started pouring it into the glasses, handing them out to everyone. Jita and Jake were congratulating you both hugging you. Then Sam stood up tapping his glass, “A toast to the newly engaged couple. I just want to say, I’m so happy that you two have one another… And Y/N you make Danny so happy, and that’s all I want for my best friend. So thank you. But more importantly congratulations to the both of you. I know you guys will have many many years of love.” Everyone raised their glasses toasting to that. Everyone drank their glass and you and Danny shared another kiss. “Thank you Danny… For loving me…” You smiled at him, “No. Thank you for loving me and being with me. I wouldn’t want it any other way.” He kissed your forehead. 

“Alright! Let’s get to playing some more Christmas games! This is a Christmas party after all!” You yelled, smiling as everyone gathered for the next game, Danny smiled watching you set everything up. This was your forever you had been waiting for, sitting in front of your eyes. You found your true happiness.

[zoeykallus]

Tech – Thank you For Loving Me 20 – Embarrassing Vulnerabilities

Tech x Fem!Reader FF

Warnings: Suggestive Talk/ Mean Crosshair/ Fluff/ Comfort/ Angst/ Hurt /Mention Of Alcohol/ Drunk Crosshair/ Strong Language

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Auhtor's Comment:

Unexpected Crosshair is unexpected. Understanding Tech is the best.

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What Happened Before:

Nervous Flutter

Part 2 - Help Me To Let Go

Part 3 - Asking For Advice

Part 4 - Devotion

Part 5 - The Explorer

Part 6 - You’re The Best

Part 7 - Experimental (½)

Part 8 - Experimental (2/2) - Not Fully Functional

Part 9 - Not Alone

Part 10 - Cared For

Part 11 - Don’t You Worry

Part 12 - A White Lie

Part 13 - Hope

Part 14 - Games To Play

Part 15 - Work Work Work

Part 16 - Trouble

Part 17 - In Loving Dimnation (½)

Part 18 - The Game Changer

Part 19 - Wild Animal

Part 20 - Embarrassing Vulnerabilities

Completely ashamed, you hid behind Tech, who was still standing there topless because he had torn the top of his Blacks.

"In fact, we've heard a lot of things," Crosshair sneered, mimicking your voice: „Oh Tech this is so good“

You wanted to sink into the ground or disappear into thin air.

"She doesn't sound like that," Tech grumbled at his brother.

"Yes she does, don't you, Kitten?"

Defiantly you said, "Stop it."

"Hey" he said laughing "You could have been playing in your shuttle and no one would have noticed".

With an annoyed sigh, Tech pushed the Sniper aside, grabbed your hand and pulled you along with him.

Crosshair called after you: "Next time you could at least ask if we want to join".

"Don't even listen" Tech spoke to you with a smile "He's jealous of what we have and is feeling extra funny right now"

As you walked past Wrecker, he looked away with an embarrassed grin as you still only had your underwear and thin robe on.

"Sorry," you muttered softly and finally got into the Hope, Tech following you.

When you finally lay in bed and Tech wrapped his long arms around you, you were still tense from your encounter with Crosshair. Tech sensed your tension and snuggled closer to you.

"Don't think about it, in a few days he'll forget about it again".

You weren't so sure about that.

"What if he or Wrecker tells Hunter or Echo about it? Or both?" you asked uncertainly.

Tech kissed the back of your neck and murmured at you, "They won't, and even if they do, they'll forget about it eventually. We didn't do anything bad, Cyare."

You sighed softly as he gently but firmly turned you onto your stomach and began massaging your shoulders and back. You moaned quietly as he massaged the tension out of your muscles with his deft fingers.

"How can you still have enough energy for this, I feel half dead," you mumbled into the pillow.

"I want you to relax and get some sleep, my love".

You smiled into the pillow and closed your eyes.

"I love you, Tech"

The next day, you had practically forgotten the embarrassing event of the night before, until Crosshair crossed your path with a smug smile. You sighed and felt the tension return to your muscles. He said nothing, made no comments, but the expression on his face was enough to make you feel like hiding again.

There was a small party planned for the evening. Cid would be there too, as would Rex. You had chosen a quiet spot in the woods of Endor, near a river, and set up camp there. A large grill set up, table and benches and portable flares you had set up around the so-called camp. It had been your idea, yet you had almost forgotten about it, but the others had not. Everyone was looking forward to this evening. There was plenty of food and drink. You held back a little on the alcohol, though, and took it slower, just in case.

It was fun, there was a lot of laughter, but you always held back a little, the awkward situation with Crosshair still in the back of your mind. Tech was wonderful, he sensed all evening that you weren't quite on top of things and you were sorry, but he took such loving care of your well-being that your heart always lifted and you felt that wonderful, comforting warmth. He provided you with food and drink, did not allow you to get anything yourself, he served you like a queen, even if you told him that it was not necessary.

All evening he always had an arm gently around your shoulders or hips until he started a fiery discussion with Echo about some technical stuff you didn't understand and he started gesticulating wildly with both hands, as he always did when he was completely absorbed in a topic he was discussing.

You got up from the bench and wanted to retreat a little. You walked down to the riverbank, where you could no longer see the others because of the curvature of the bank, but you could still hear them, and you could still see the light of the torches.

You sat down on the sandy bank, breathing in deeply the fresh air and watching the rippling waters of the river.

"Hey!"

You flinched, startled, when you heard Crosshair's voice.

"Can we talk?" he asked.

He was drunk, he was swaying slightly and it was audible in his sluggish speech.

A little unsure, you said, "Okay, sure. What's up?"

He sat down next to you in the sand, a bottle of Corellian ale in his hand, took a sip and offered you one too. You gratefully declined.

He looked over his shoulder as if to make sure you were alone. In the semi-darkness, you couldn't make out much of his face.

"I just wanted to apologize about last night. That was... mean and inappropriate. I saw how embarrassed you were and somehow I still couldn't stop teasing you," he said unexpectedly.

"Oh," you said in surprise, "Um, thanks."

He sighed and said, "I'm often mean, I know that, but honestly I often don't know why myself. It's not fun for me."

Astonished, you listened to him in silence.

"Tech was right, you know. I am jealous of what you have" he admitted "I have many intimate encounters with different women, different species even, but I am never really happy or satisfied"

Okay that was going in a direction you'd rather not talk about, but he kept talking.

"I can't let myself go. With you I can in a way, I always could, communicating with you is different. But you fell for Tech and he fell for you.... it's better that way too."

You blinked and asked, "Are you trying to tell me you have a crush on me right now?"

Crosshair paused and seemed to think about the question.

"Honestly, I have no idea," he finally said with a laugh "But no, I don't think so, but I am jealous, it's true. I'm incapable of commitment and you two seem to find that so easy, even Tech who, if we're being honest, was thought to be a robot for a long time"

You laughed softly and said "come on, he wasn't that bad, he was just shy".

Crosshair nodded and said. "Okay, let's call it shy"

He suddenly gritted his teeth and said "I miss.... Closeness, but I just can't let anyone get close to me"

"Closeness?" you asked cautiously.

He nodded.

"Yes. I don't mean sex, I mean, hugs, cuddles, just being close, caresses.... things like that. But when you're just having quick one night stands, you don't get that kind of thing very often"

"Oh," you said as a light slowly dawned on you "I see."

His posture changed and he suddenly seemed completely different and incredibly vulnerable.

"Can I maybe, put my head on your lap for a while? I promise I won't do anything naughty, just lie there, you don't have to do anything either, just.... be there"

You really didn't expect that. You weren't angry with him anymore, you felt sorry for him and you couldn't bring yourself to refuse him, so you nodded.

"Of course," you said softly, gently.

You couldn't see much of him, but you could see his eyebrows shift and his eyes widen.

He slowly lay sideways with his head on your lap, facing the river. One of his hands surprisingly reached for yours, gently, not roughly or demanding, just seeking contact.

As your free hand automatically moved into his hair and gently stroked through it, grazing his skull, you felt him shiver and heard him sigh softly.

He felt lonely, you realized, lonely and detached from everyone else and he didn't know how to seek contact. Here and now with you and in a drunken state, he had dared, but you already suspected that as soon as he would be sober, he would fall back into old patterns. But only time would tell.

Tech had been behind you at some point, had seen you and listened. He didn't come any closer, left you alone, and went back to the table. He trusted you implicitly and he knew Crosshair would never want to harm you. His brother was lonely and needed some closeness, he could live with that. In fact he felt warmth spread through his chest, seeing you being soft and understanding even though Crosshair had been mean to you not so long ago. Yet another of these warm moments where he knew for sure, he loved you with all his heart.

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[christinesficrecs]

Christine ! 😭🙏🏼 I’m so so sorry to bother you while you’re no doubt enjoying holiday season but please! I lost a fic before I had a chance to read it to the end! It was a sterek for sure, Stiles was very sure of his relationship with Derek. But for some reason Scott and another pack member destroyed his family photos? And I think maybe part the loft too? I didn’t catch the auhtor or name before I accidentally swiped X! 😭 pls if you know it, I know this is so vague.. 😥 Love u so much ! ❤️❤️

Hey hun!

No problem :) But I have no idea!!!

Can anyone else help?

Sarine found it! Thank you so much for the help!!!

to all the scars you bear by pineneedlepants | 16K

Derek finally decides to try psychotherapy in order to manage his frequently occurring PTSD episodes. He contacts an old family friend and arranges a meeting in a coffee shop to discuss the possibility of getting a werewolf-friendly therapist.

Unfortunately, Scott and Erica are witnesses to his private meet-up, and they immediately jump into the absolute wrong conclusions.

[mostlysignssomeportents]

#15yrsago Scorching critique of some arguments for copyright

Mark Lemley, a UC Berkeley law prof, has just published a paper on copyright called "Ex Ante Versus Ex Post Justifications for Intellectual Property," that's a good, fast read. Lemley says that in copyright's early days, the justificaiton for the auhtor's monopoly was to give authors the incentive to crete new works, but that today, we have the "ex ante" arguments that copyright also gives authors the incentive to exploit their creations -- to make more of them once they are created -- and to "steward" them by ensuring that only good, quality derivative works enter the market.

Without saying much about the idea that copyright can be a good incentive to create, Lemley tears these other arguments for copyright to shreds, in a highly entertaining fashion:

https://boingboing.net/2004/05/25/scorching-critique-o.html

[chrisemrysfics]

To anyone who leaves critics or leaves the type of comments that pratically tell the author to add something:

Wrongly worded or not, you might want to consider than while it might be your first comment to the author like this, fic author constantly have to deal with people being forceful about their own stories. They see it happen to friends, and it happens to them.

No one is saying you can’t suggest ideas, but there’s a difference between suggesting (”are you going to do this?”, “ohhh this could be fun!”) and being forceful (”you should do this”, “that should happen”). You really get to have the mindset that as a reader, you might feel like this or that could be fun, but the writer as their own vision, and you are asking if the vision align.

When you see author add an idea that was suggested, it’s because it aligned with their vision, and most often, it was simply suggested, generally a question, because questions leave open the ability to reply. Just telling us something implies you’re already deciding by yourself. And if you know you can word things wrongly or sounds more aggressive that you mean, it’s best to read over your thing and add something about having trouble expressing yourself. Authors have to deal with people who say this as an excuse to then be harsh, yes; but if you are genuine, if you say this and read over your comment, generally we can tell.

With the most respect I can give, please remember two things: fics writers are doing this for fun; and if they aren’t asking for ideas, chances are that they aren’t looking for them. It is a very thin line to walk when you start thinking an author could (should) add your idea to their story, or dare I say it, if you start thinking your idea would make the story better. You might like the story better if it had the idea, but it’s not your story. It’s the author’s story, it’s their vision that is writing it, and you will never have the same depth and knowledge an author has of their own story. If an author hasn’t considered something, chances are it wasn’t aligning with their vision of the story.

If you ever think “but what if their vision is wrong?” or “their vision can be improved”, stop right there. A story cannot be wrong, it might not go as you had hoped or would like, but again: it’s not yours. It’s what the auhtor want, and what other readers want (because remember you’re not alone reading it, and you’re not the one reader who know better).

There’s no easy example to give, and if you ask yourself “oh gosh am I doing okay?”, chances are you are doing okay, because you would ask yourself first before sending a comment with an idea. That’s really all there is to it: ask yourself if you’re remembering the author has their own vision, and if your idea doesn’t align, it is very natural for the author to not want to add your idea.

If an author ever reacts negatively (and I mean not just saying a no to the idea), consider that either they had to deal with this kind of thing before and possibly by people less polite, or your comment did come out as forceful. Or both.

And I don’t know how to say this more clearly but, really, telling an author their own story need or should add an idea is one of the most offending things for authors. Again, I’m not speaking about simply suggesting, I’m speaking about taking the position the author should add this idea. There is no “your story would work better with this” comment that is kind.

If an author isn’t asking for ideas, or really, even if they do ask for them, your ideas you want to suggest should remain suggestions, questions, offers. If you know you can sound more forceful that you mean, you can learn to alter this. Writers constantly learn and improve (on their own, might I add, and with nice comments that tend to work way better), so why can’t you?

[aerynwrites]

Meant To Be Broken

Pairing: Stephen Strange x reader

Request:   + Hey! Stephen Strange X reader, where they hate each other when he arrives at the sanctum (she is an an experienced wind controller, with a fan), but slowly, as they live together in the Sanctum, become friends (Stephen is a bit flirty, and Y/n is still wary and proud but she cares about him) and when they are fighting Thanos and about to lose, they hug each other before Stephen talks to Tony and Y/n hugs Dr. before they turn into ashes, and he says he loves her? This is huge, sorry~ Thank you!♥️  Requested by: @quicksilverslover

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Death, Cursing.

Auhtor’s Note: Woah what?? I actually wrote something that i was supposed to? Holy shit...anyways in all seriousness YES ‘m finally getting around to finishing these requests, so now you guys won’t hate me haha! but yeah, i had fun writing this one, angst is my fave, so, ENJOY as always! also any and all (Constructive) feedback is wanted and welcomed! 

Being a mutant and also a master of the mystic arts has its pros and cons in life.

Pros: you can control the winds as well as conjure them, you can use the mystic arts on top of these powers, you have an awesome living situation in New York, and you get to protect innocents from harm they aren’t even aware of.

Cons: Dr. Stephen Strange.

You have been the protector of the New York sanctum for several years now, so when Wong forced a -very annoying- roommate on you, you were less than thrilled.

You weren’t exactly a people person, so having the arrogant, sarcastic, outgoing, ass that is Stephen Strange was not exactly your idea of a good time.

You were currently sitting in the kitchen reading up on some spells you wanted to learn when Strange walked in and started sifting through the cabinets. You glanced up from your book and had to keep yourself from staring. While Strange constantly got on your nerves he was still attractive.

You shook your head and tried to focus back on your book but kept getting distracted by the mans constant rummaging. It wasn’t obnoxiously loud, but it seemed that anything he did annoyed the living daylights out of you.

Finally, you snapped, “will you quit piddling around and pick something already?” you exclaimed glaring at the now dumfounded looking man staring at you.

“I wasn’t even being loud!” he defended.

You roll your eyes and close your book, “you get on my last damn nerve.” You bark standing from your seat.

Stephen saw your move to leave and shook his head, “No, no, no,” he stepped forward and grabbed your wrist, “You’re not leaving. We need to talk.” He stated

You chuckled mockingly, “No, you need to talk,” you tore your arm from his grasp and turned away from him, “I need a break.” You stated walking away from the seething man behind you.

Once you were out of sight Stephen sighed dejectedly and leaned against the cabinets. He just doesn’t understand why you hate him so much, he has never once been cruel or angry towards you since he arrived at the sanctum.

He shook his head and grabbed a protein bar before sulking back to his room, still confused. However, he didn’t know how you truly felt. It was true that you didn’t like him in the first few weeks of his arrival, but after being around him for the past few months your annoyance turned to attraction. And ever since the events with Kaecilius, you had lost everyone close to you. So in order to protect yourself you kept pushing Stephen away, in hopes that your feelings would disappear. But they’ve only seemed to grow stronger.

In your room you fall onto your bed, shoving your head into a pillow letting out all your frustrations.

‘why won’t these feelings go away?’ you think.

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That interaction was two days ago, and never in your life did you picture yourself on a mission to save Strange on a spaceship hurtling away from earth.

Yet here you are, with two of earths mightiest heroes.

You listen intently as the young boy, who you learned was named peter parker, explain the plan he had gotten from the movie ‘Aliens’. And surprisingly it doesn’t sound half bad. Tony’s job is to blow a hole in the side of the space ship, while you and Peter are in charge of keeping Strange from getting sucked out of the spaceship.

You look from Peter to Tony after hearing the plan and shrug your shoulders, “Should be fun.” You state.

Tony looks at you quizzically before dropping his mask and getting ready to fight, “Your idea of fun and my idea of fun are totally different.” He states before the three of you jump down to save Stephen.

The plan goes accordingly, Tony blew the hole in the space ship while you created a gut of wind to blow Stephen away from the cold clutches of space and Peter managed to web him back to safety as tony patched up the damage.

Stephen stood from his position on the floor and look from Tony to Peter and back to me.

“What are you doing here?” he asks

“Well if you couldn’t tell I’m here saving your ass.” You state

Stephen rolls his eyes, “You call almost blasting me into space, saving me?”

At this point Tony steps up to speak but I cut him off, “Well we did a better job than you did! You were about to become squidwards pin cushion.” I snap.

“I had it under control! The last thing I needed was you busting in here like a superhero wanna-be.”

The last remark causes your angr to rise exponentially. You step towards the sorcerer threateningly.

“Oh, screw you asshole! The only reason you are even here right now is because the sorcerer supreme decided to have mercy on a broken white boy! And guess what? She’s dead because of you! I wish I never met you!” you yell.

The room falls silent following your scathing words. Words you now regret once you realize what you said. Tony and Peter look at one another clearly unsure of what to do in this situation.

You take a step back and put your head in your hands, “Stephen, I’m so sorr-“ but he cut you off.

“Why do you hate me?” he questions, hurt evident in his voice as he looks at you.

You look up from your hands at the broken man in front of you and shake your head, tears welling up in your eyes.

“I don’t-“

“Well clearly you do, because ever since I’ve been around you I have never been able to do anything right! Y-y-you constantly ignore me, or snap at me, or avoid me. What did I do?” he begs, trying to find some reason behind your actions.

But you can’t give him any. Because he didn’t do anything.

You sigh dejectedly as you walk over to the man in anguish and slowly sit down on the floor next to him. by now Peter and Tony have walked up to the front of the ship, probably trying to figure out how to get us home.

You feel him sit next to you on the cold floor and a tense silence passes between you. It last for a few moments before you finally break it.

“You didn’t do anything Stephen.” You whisper

The man looks over at you puzzled at your statement, “Then why?”

You close your eyes as the tears start to fall from your eyes. Tears that you’ve held in since you lost your best friend, your mentor, and the woman who was basically your mother.

“Because I didn’t want to get close to you.” you wipe the tears from your cheek as you turn to face the man next to you, “I lost every single person that I’ve let into my life, and I didn’t want to lose you too. first, I lost my mentor Kaecilius when he went rogue, and then I lost Mordo when he left us, and then when the Sorcerer supreme died I made a promise. A promise to myself, that I wouldn’t get close to anyone else.” you look from Stephens understanding eyes down to his scarred hands as you grab them in your own, “But I broke that promise.” you state chuckling a bit.

Stephen smiles at the meaning of your words and grasps your hands tighter, kissing your knuckles lightly before pulling you in for a hug.

“Some promises are meant to be broken.” He mumbles.

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Those are the words you repeat in your head as you see the people around you turn to ashes on titan. First it was the Guardians you had just met and then it was Peter, who you had come to enjoy the company of.

And then it was you.

You looked down in terror as you saw your hands dissipating into ash before your eyes. You quickly looked to Stephen only to see the same thing happening to him. You stumble forward and wrap him into a hug, which he returns.

You feel tears burn in your eyes as you bury your face his neck, trying to avoid the inevitable.

“I told you I lose everyone I get close to.”

Stephen chuckles sadly as he wraps his arms around you, “I love you (y/n).”

You smile at his confession before you feel a fatigue wash over you.

“I love you too.”

Your words are the last thing Stephen hears before both of you are carried away on the wind.

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i have no idea if this is an option on purpose or if it even works but this is just really funny that you can do this.. Bye auhtorized❗

[lukupiirileikki]

3. tapaaminen

Tapasimme maanantaina 2.11. Nikin kotona. Viivi ja Lauri osallistuivat videopuhelun välityksellä. 

Rock, Michael 2013 (1996). Designer as author 

Mitä miltä ekasta tekstistä:

Linnea kertoi nukahtaneensa ensimmäisen tekstin aikana, sillä siinä käytetty kieli tuntui puuduttavalta. Yleisesti pidimme sitä kaikki vaikealukuisena ja turhan pitkäksi kirjoitettuna sisältöönsä nähden. Viivi sanoi että loppupuolen konkreettisista esimerkeistä sai paremmin kiinni kuin alkupuolen historiakatsauksesta. Nik sanoi, että tekstin loppupuoliskolla oli pätkä joka tiivisti koko tekstin täysin. Lauri kertoi hyvän pointin siitä, että aiheet joita tekstissä käsitellään ovat niitä joita me käymme lähes kaikilla kursseilla läpi, joten samojen aiheiden käsittely ei tuntunut motivoivalta. 

Onko author käännettävissä suomeksi?

Tulimme yhdessä siihen tulokseen, että suomenkielessä ei ole ehkä ihan vastaavaa synonyymiä author-sanalle. Ehkä tekijä voisi olla mutta sekin viittaa yleensä aktiiviseen tekemiseen. Auhtor-sanasta tulee ehkä enemmän auktoriteetti tai kaikkea ohjaileva ”pomottaja” mieleen enemmän kuin tekijästä. 

Mietimme myös, onko tekstissä esitelty ongelma (designerin kutsuminen authoriksi) oikeasti mikään dilemma. Tekijyys ja suunnittelijuus ovat enemmä synonyymeja keskenänsä kuin authorship niiden kanssa. Lauri heitti hyvän kysymyksen siitä, että mahtaako teksti ollakin joku vastaus johonkin aikalaiskeskusteluun, josta meille ei ole kontekstia. Suomen kielessä designer ja author on samanarvoisia, joten tämä ei tunnu ongelmalta. Mikä tekstin pointti oli? Mikä vika suunnittelija sanassa on Teksti tuntui olevan vähän ”tietäjät tietää”-osastolta.

Millaisen vaikutelman saat siitä että jonkun yhden ihmisen nimi on liitettynä teokseen? Esim. Nouseeko arvostus tms.

Linnea kertoi, että ainakin esimerkiksi aloittaessaan graafisen suunnitteluun paneutumisen oli helpointa aloittaa tutkiminen ns. Suurista nimistä ja heidän töistään. Helposti myös  asettaa sellaisille töille arvostusta kuten ”tämä on hyvää suunnittelua”. Nykyään arvostetaan jo enemmän suunnittelutoimistoja kuin yksittäisiä suunnittelijoita. Nykyään myös mainitaan kaikki tekijät ja tekijöiden roolit kuin ennen vanhaan. Ehkä helposti ”nimi” mielletään myös jonkinlaisena laaduntakeena ja vastaisesti myös nimeen voi liittää negatiivisia (tai positiivisia) mielikuvia myös suunnittelun ulkopuolelta esim. Tekijän oma historia ja arvot. 

Lauri kertoi, että riippuu ihan siitä arvostaako hän työtä itse. Yksittäisten ihmisten jalustalle nostaminen ärsyttää. 

Onko sillä väliä kuka työn on suunnitellut?

Nik aloitti nostamalla pointin, että on todella etuoikeutettua edes olettaa että nimellä ei ole tekijälle väliä, sillä monen ihmisen toimeentulo tulee omasta työstä ja se edellyttää nimen mainintaa. 

Tekstin kirjoittaja onkin todella etuoikeutetussa asemassa valkoisena cis-miehenä jolla on ollut rahaa käydä Yhdysvaltojen eliittikoulua ja tehdä töitä luksusbrändeille. 

Yleisesti tekstin päätelmäketju tuntui epäloogiselta. Viivi sanoi, että tuntuu myös siltä, että suunnittelu yritetään väkisin pakottaa johonkin laatikkoon, sillä se on taiteen, tieteen ja markkinoinnin rajapinnassa. Miksei voida vain hyväksyä se, että suunnittelu on oma alansa.

Teksti oli mielestämme monimutkaisesti muotoiltu yksinkertainen idea: designer-sanaa kannataa käyttää designeristä ennemmin kuin author-sanaa. 

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Dunne, Anthony & Raby, Fiona 2011 Designer as author 

Mitä mieltä tekstistä?

Yleinen mielipide oli, että toinen teksti oli ymmärrettävämpi  ja luettavampi kuin ensimmäinen. Teksti koostui aika paljon esimerkeistä, joista osa tuntui vähän kummallisilta, ehkä jopa kliseisiltä. Yleisesti pidimme kauheana teosta jossa kala uitetaan musteessa ja katsotaan kun se kuolee. 

Keskustelu siirtyi siihen, että mielestämme on hyvä asia, että meidät laitetaan ajattelemaan kriittisesti koulussa. Joskus se alkaa tuntua todella painostavalta ja raskaalta sekä samoja asioita käsitellään kokoajan. Viiville tuli mieleen tekstin ensimmäisestä kappaleesta se, miten Lahden Muotoiluinstituutissa (kalustesuunnittelu) ei oikeastaan käyty läpi kriittistä suunnittelua vaan kannustettiin, tai jopa painostettiin, tekemään suunnittelua joka käy yhteiskunnan muotteihin. 

Onko kriittinen suunnittelu asia jota kykenette tavoittelemaan uralla vai onko se liian riskialttista?

Keskustelu lähti siitä, että olisi huono juttu jos ei tavoittelisi kriittistä suunnittelua, sillä kriittinen ajattelu tulee luonnollisesti omassa työssä ja elämässä yleisesti. Olemme kaikki todella kriittisiä koulun ja oman ihmiskuplan takia. Nik kysyi, että onko kaikki ihmiset edes niin kriittisiä, mihin me olemme tottuneet. Vastasin että ei ainakaan oman kokemukseni perusteella.

Viivi nosti pointin siitä, miten kaikki tekstissä esiteltävät kriittiset työt olivat taideteokseen verrattavia esimerkkejä. Kahtiajako tekstissä tuntui ärsyttävältä: joko on kapitalistihuora tai antikapitalistinen köyhä taiteilija. On kohtuutonta odottaa että kaikki alkavat tehdä kalantappo-taideteoksia. Jos ottaisi eettisyyden huomioon esimerkiksi huonekalujn teossa, niin eikö se olisi kriittistä suunnittelua? 

Linnea jatkoi tästä sillä, että kuka myös täysin pystyy tehdä  sellaista kriittistä suunnittelua, jota on kuvailtu. Graafisena suunnittelijana kokeellinen työ tai boksin ulkoa ajattelu voi joskus koitua työn menettämiseen. Jotkut suuret firmat lähtevät todella ujosti uusiin ideoihin. 

Moni teksti on ollut kapitalismikriittinen joko-tai-ajattelutavalla. On mahdollista tehdä myös jotain siltä välimaastosta. Voi tehdä tärkeää työtä kapitalistisessa yhteiskunnassa, sillä ei kaikki voi alkaa yhtäkkiä omavaraiksiksi. 

Nik kertoo että mitä enemmän lukee tällaisia tekstejä, ne herättävät hänessä nihilistisiä fiiliksiä ja paineita. 

Lauri lisää tähän että monissa teksteissä tuntuu olevan käskevä nuotti ja moni teksti tuntuu syyttelevän tai painostavan nuoria maailman tulevaisuudesta. Keskustelu rönsyili ilmastonmuutokseen. Onko minulla tai kellään mitään merkitystä kun kaikki kuollaan. 

Miksi juuri suunnittelijan tulisi ottaa vastuuta kapitalistisen yhteisön kritisoinnista?

Tähän kaikki totesimme, että niimpä, miksihän se on aina suunnittelijan harteilla. Usein yritykset saattavat pyytää ”ekologista ratkaisua” suunnittelijalta mutta eivät ota itse sitä palloa. Yrityksillä on vastuu pitää ekologiset arvot myös yrityksen sisällä perusajatuksena, eikä vain visuaalisessa materiaalissa. 

Keskustelemme näistä aiheista todella paljon opiskelijoiden kesken, ja kaikilla tuntuu olevan melko samankaltaiset mielipiteet. Keskustelu kiertää yleensä vähän kehää sen takia. 

Kellään ei ole vastauksia: ei opettajilla eikä oppilailla. Ja tähän päättyy keskustelumme kello 18:25.

Puheenjohtaja Nik Nummi

Kirjuri Paju Kaitajärvi

[daimonclub]

Quotes and ideas on vacation

Quotes and ideas on vacation Quotes and ideas on vacation, aphorisms, quotations, and thoughts by great auhtors and writers about the time and place of vacation, or holiday if you prefer. Holidays are in no sense an alternative to the congestion and bustle of cities and work. Quite the contrary. People look to escape into an intensification of the conditions of ordinary life, into a deliberate aggravation of those conditions: further from nature, nearer to artifice, to abstraction, to total pollution, to well above average levels of stress, pressure, concentration and monotony - this is the ideal of popular entertainment. No one is interested in overcoming alienation; the point is to plunge into it to the point of ecstasy. That is what holidays are for. Jean Baudrillard A true warrior never goes on vacation, for conflict admits no truce. Carl William Brown No matter what fabulous place I visit, I don’t feel like I’m on vacation unless I’m dehydrated and covered with sunscreen. Chelsea Cain To get away from one's working environment is, in a sense, to get away from one's self; and this is often the chief advantage of travel and change. Charles Horton Cooley Vacation mood: on. Anonymous Total physical and mental inertia are highly agreeable, much more so than we allow ourselves to imagine. A beach not only permits such inertia but enforces it, thus neatly eliminating all problems of guilt. It is now the only place in our overly active world that does. John Kenneth Galbraith Say yes to adventure, especially in the summer. Anonymous Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability. Sam Keen A vacation is over when you begin to yearn for your work. Morris Fishbein Never go on trips with anyone you do not love. Ernest Hemingway No man needs a vacation so much as the man who has just had one. Elbert Hubbard What distinguishes a true samurai from other characters is that the original fighter always walks with death at his side and always trains, with his mind above all, instead of going on vacation, even when it's a holiday. Carl William Brown

Aphorisms on vacation Isn’t it amazing how much stuff we get done the day before vacation? Zig Ziglar Life is a vacation from two eternities. William S. Burroughs If some people didn't tell you, you'd never know they'd been away on a vacation. Kin Hubbard When it comes to the summer months most people start to think about where they will be going on vacation. This is the time of year when most individuals take time off of work because the kids are out of school. It is the perfect time for everyone to spend time together and to regroup from the stress that is often experienced with everyday life. Cindy Crawford Every man who possibly can should force himself to a holiday of a full month in a year, whether he feels like taking it or not. William James Fact: Girls who are having a good sex thing stay in New York. The rest want to spend their summer vacations in Europe. Gail Parent A period of travel and relaxation when you take twice the clothes and half the money you need. Anonymous If you steal a little you will end up in jail and be classified as a criminal; if you steal a lot you can always go on holiday to warm countries and live off the proceeds for the rest of your days; if you are a true artist in the sector, the state will also guarantee you a rich pension. Carl William Brown The rainy days a man saves for usually seem to arrive during his vacation. Anonymous Family values are a little like family vacations - subject to changeable weather and remembered more fondly with the passage of time. Though it rained all week at the beach, it’s often the momentary rainbows that we remember. Leslie Dreyfous Just a reminder that I’m going on vacation and you’re not. Anonymous Jet lag is for amateurs. Dick Clark I hate vacations. If you can build buildings, why sit on the beach? Philip Johnson No man needs a vacation so much as a man who has just had one. Elbert Hubbard A man doesn't have vacation problems: his boss tells him when to take them, and his wife tells him where. Evan Esar Chilling out on the bed in your hotel room watching television, while wearing your own pajamas, is sometimes the best part of a vacation. Laura Marano The man who is so run down that he needs a vacation can never adjust or reform himself in two weeks. What he really needs is to re-transform his life. Elbert Hubbard

Quotes on vacation in Italy An upcoming vacation gives us something to eagerly anticipate. Jaime Kurtz Vacations interfere with momentum. Daniel Kirschenbaum Laughter is an instant vacation. Milton Berle Vacations are necessities, not luxuries. Linda Bloom A vacation is like love: anticipated with pleasure, experienced with discomfort, and remembered with nostalgia. Evan Esar Few vacations are as gratifying as those devoted to personal growth. Pat Koch Thaler More than just yearly rituals in which we connect with friends and family, vacations are also exercises in self-definition. In affording time away from the demands of everyday life, vacations disclose what people choose to do rather than are required to do. Cindy Sondik Aron Using a camera appeases the anxiety which the work-driven feel about not working when they are on vacation and supposed to be having fun. They have something to do that is like a friendly imitation of work: they can take pictures. Susan Sontag Vacation: Two weeks on the sunny sands - and the rest of the year on the financial rocks. Sam Ewing Vacations have become somewhat of a status symbol and a measuring device of how well we're keeping up with the Joneses. This is another path that leads directly into the "Artificial Wealth Trap." While I am a strong advocate of taking time to travel and experience other locales, you must keep in mind that vacations are not long term investments. The strategy here is simple: Do not use your credit cards to finance your travles. You may be living it up in the lap of luxury and relaxation while on vacation but ask yourself how relaxed you will feel when the bills come in. J. J. Childers A vacation is having nothing to do and all day to do it in. Robert Orben Life is better in flip flops. Anonymous No man needs a vacation so much as the man who has just had one. Elbert Hubbard Vacations are seen as an antidote to work. They are medicine, a remedy for counteracting the effects of labor.... Vacations allow us to be away from the job, to change the patterns of our day, to alter our routine, to reconfigure our actions and habits, to rediscover ourselves. Al Gini Last year, I came away from the vacation thoroughly bloated and ten pounds heavier, convinced I’d blocked an artery and possibly shortened my lifespan by a few months. But I was also deliriously contented, which is surely what it’s all about. Cash Peters Vacations are the coupons on the bonds of industry. Harry Van Demark A vacation should be just long enough for the boss to miss you, and not long enough for him to discover how well he can get along without you. Jacob Morton Braude The vacation we often need is freedom from our own mind. Jack Adam Weber The secret of success is making your vocation your vacation. Mark Twain Vacations are your best chance in the year to get in some real living, to get out of the job-as-life box, off automatic pilot, and rediscover your passions, enthusiasms, friends, family, and the vitality of partaking in the world outside career brainlock. Social scientists have found that leisure experiences increase positive mood, act as a buffer against life's setbacks, and open the door to the best times of our lives. John De Graaf

Vacation quotes at the seaside I’m all about the palm trees and 80 degrees. Anonymous The best thing about a vacation is planning it. Andrew A. Rooney I love my job only when I’m on vacation. Anonymous Now more than ever do I realize that I will never be content with a sedentary life, that I will always be haunted by thoughts of a sun-drenched elsewhere. Isabelle Eberhardt A good vacation is over when you begin to yearn for your work. Morris Fishbein Don’t worry. Beach happy. Anonymous A plane crashes into the Caribbean Sea, carrying 140 wealthy European vacationers. All dead. Fortunately, every now and then progress explodes. Carl William Brown Don’t Count The Days. Make The Days Count. Muhammad Ali Trips and vacations are so much more. These experiences show you what’s possible and challenge you to examine the paths you’ll take in the future. Blake Mycoskie Good vibes happen on the tides. Anonymous Time for some Vitamin Sea. Anonymous Moderation in exercise, eating and amusement is the best guarantee of a beneficial vacation. Ollie Reeves My first day back at work has inspired me to book my next vacation. Anonymous My goal is to hit the gym every day I’m on vacation. Usually I just end up sleeping and drinking beer. Gary Allan Vacations brighten a man. They tend to make his work more attractive to him and to make him more attractive to his work. Harry Van Demark This summer one-third of the nation will be ill-housed, ill-nourished, and ill-clad. Only they call it a vacation. Joseph Salak A vacation helps to relieve stress and boredom, gives us a change of scenery, provides us with adventure, and helps to bring us closer to the people in our lives. E. S. Woods The best things in life are the people we love, the places we’ve been, and all the memories we’ve made along the way. Anonymous This vacation tip: If you see a gas station with a sign that says Clean Rest Rooms, it means one thing--the door is locked and no one can find the key. Pat Williams Vacations are designed to refresh the outlook of everyone. No matter how tired they may be when they return to work, vacationers have been refreshed emotionally and intellectually. Their effectiveness in their job has probably improved, and they are, generally speaking, better employees for the time off. Robert J. Fischer A vacation trip is one-third pleasure, fondly remembered, and two-thirds aggravation, entirely forgotten. Robert Brault No man needs a vacation so much as the person who has just had one. Elbert Hubbard A good vacation is over when you begin to yearn for your work. Morris Fishbein A vacation is what you take when you can no longer take what you've been taking. Earl Wilson A vacation is like love - anticipated with pleasure, experienced with discomfort, and remembered with nostalgia. Anonymous

Quotes and aphorisms on vacation A vacation is having nothing to do and all day to do it in. Robert Orben Holidays are enticing only for the first week or so. After that, it is no longer such a novelty to rise late and have little to do. Margaret Laurence I do not really like vacations. I much prefer an occasional day off when I do not feel like working. When I am confronted with a whole week in which I have nothing to do but enjoy myself I do not know where to begin. To me, enjoyment comes fleetingly and unheralded; I cannot determinedly enjoy myself for a whole week at a time. Robertson Davies The alternative to a vacation is to stay home and tip every third person you see. Anonymous Every man who possibly can should force himself to a holiday of a full month in a year, whether he feels like taking it or not. William James In the end, kids won’t remember that fancy toy or game you bought them, they will remember the time you spent with them. Kevin Heath We hit the sunny beaches where we occupy ourselves keeping the sun off our skin, the saltwater off our bodies, and the sand out of our belongings. Erma Bombeck To get away from one’s working environment is, in a sense, to get away from one’s self; and this is often the chief advantage of travel and change. Charles Horton Cooley Those that say you can't take it with you never saw a car packed for a vacation trip. Anonymous The rainy days a man saves for usually seem to arrive during his vacation. Anonymous By and large, mothers and housewives are the only workers who do not have regular time off. They are the great vacationless class. Anne Morrow Lindbergh College is the longest vacation you will ever take. Dan Indante and Karl Marks Too much work, and no vacation, Deserves at least a small libation. So hail! my friends, and raise your glasses, Work's the curse of the drinking classes. Oscar Wilde There’s no vacation from being a parent. Chevy Chase Vacation calories don’t count. Anonymous No vacation goes unpunished. Karl Hakkarainen Vacation: a period of travel and relaxation when you take twice the clothes and half the money you need. Anonymous Vacations prove that a life of pleasure is overrated. Mason Cooley A vacation is what you take when you can no longer take what you’ve been taking. Earl Wilson Seeing some of my acquaintances in the mountains during the Christmas holidays, I remember the good old days of university, when I had to work on holidays, always, while many of my classmates went to have fun, in the summer to the sea, and in the winter to the snow! Carl William Brown In America, there are two classes of travel: first-class and with children. Robert Benchley I learned a long time ago that trying to micromanage the perfect vacation is always a disaster. That leads to terrible times. Anthony Bourdain Laughter is an instant vacation. Milton Berle If some people didn't tell you, you'd never know they'd been away on a vacation. Kin Hubbard Traveling is like flirting with life. It’s like saying, ‘I would stay and love you, but I have to go; this is my station.' Lisa St. Aubin de Teran

Summer vacation quotes Laughter is an instant vacation. Milton Berle When I was on a two-week vacation I noticed something. The vacation lasted a good long time then suddenly it was over. Life is like that also. Fr. Cedric Pisegna CP Think about it; how do you feel when you are planning a vacation? You feel excited and happy. Your stress level is diminished, and this also affects your work in a positive way. John Morgan My favorite place to vacation is anyplace by the ocean. Nina Arianda Some of your best ideas come when you’re on vacation. Gautam Singhania No man needs a vacation so much as the man who has just had one. Elbert Hubbard If we lock a murderer in prison, the action costs us about 70 thousand dollars a year; if instead we give him a prize vacation we get by with much less. Everything is relative, everything is conventional, everything is arbitrary. Linguistics teaches us this magnificently. Carl William Brown Quit your job, buy a ticket, get a tan, fall in love, never return. Island Company Take vacations, and go as many places as you can. You can always make money, but you can’t always make memories. Anonymous There is probably no more obnoxious class of citizen, taken end for end, than the returning vacationist. Robert Benchley As you grow older, you learn a few things. One of them is to actually take the time you’ve allotted for vacation. John Battelle Vacation used to be a luxury, but in today's world it has become a necessity. Anonymous Oh, why can't we break away from all this, just you and I, and lodge with my fleas in the hills? I mean, flee to my lodge in the hills. S.J. Perelman, Will B. Johnstone, and Arthur Sheekman If we would only give, just once, the same amount of reflection to what we want to get out of life that we give to the question of what to do with a two weeks' vacation, we would be startled at our false standards and the aimless procession of our busy days. Dorothy Canfield Fisher I need a six month vacation, twice a year. Anonymous Do not wait until you are dying to go on vacation. I think if I had to give you one piece of advice that would be it. We put things off. We do not mean to, but we do. We carry around the assumption that there is plenty of time to do whatever needs to be done. Marty Cauley Happiness consists of living each day as if it were the first day of your honeymoon and the last day of your vacation. Leo Tolstoy There should be sympathy cards for having to go back to work after vacation. Anonymous A one day holiday can at times be better than a one week vacation if you totally unplug for that one day! Catherine Pulsifer Excuse me while I taunt my Facebook friends with another picture of my beach vacation. Anonymous On the same topic you can also read: Thoughts and reflections on vacation Tourism and travels Thoughts about travelling www.officeholidays.com Job tourism in Lombardy Turismo enogastronomico Trip Advisor travels Top destinations and tours The Lake District The Scottish Highlands City guide around London Dickens literary London The London Marathon Christmas Markets in England Christmas markets in America Christmas markets in Italy and Germany Essays with quotes Quotes by authors Quotes by arguments Thoughts and reflections News and events Read the full article

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Tech - Thank You For Loving Me 18 - The Game Changer

Tech x Fem!Reader FF

Warnings: Smut 18+ NSFW

Soft Bondage/ Soft-Dom Tech/Suggestive Talk/ FiV/ Nudity/ Strong language/ Hurt/Fluff/ Suggestive/ FiV

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Auhtor's Comment:

Woah where is this going? Probably not where you think.

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What happened Before:

Nervous Flutter

Part 2 - Help Me To Let Go

Part 3 - Asking For Advice

Part 4 - Devotion

Part 5 - The Explorer

Part 6 - You’re The Best

Part 7 - Experimental (½)

Part 8 - Experimental (2/2) - Not Fully Functional

Part 9 - Not Alone

Part 10 - Cared For

Part 11 - Don’t You Worry

Part 12 - A White Lie

Part 13 - Hope

Part 14 - Games To Play

Part 15 - Work Work Work

Part 16 - Trouble

Part 17 - In Loving Dimnation (½)

Part 18 - The Game Changer

That he said those words, the thought of his perfect fingers, made your heart race and the tingling in your center intensify. You saw a knowing smile on his lips.

"By now I understand your reactions, recognizing certain expressions on your face that I could never have guessed before," he said with satisfaction, sliding his finger deeper inside you, pressing his thumb on your pearl and beginning to massage it in circular motions.

Your mouth automatically flipped open a tiny bit and soft moans came from your lips. Tech looked directly at you, paying attention to your every movement and that fact alone, drove heat into your cheeks.

He smiled.

"I can see you're enjoying this," he noted with pleasure.

He pressed closer to you as his fingers played with you, his hard length pressed against your hip.

His mouth tilted to your ear and he said softly, "I have something delicate to ask you."

You blinked, trying to focus on his voice despite his fingers.

"What's it about?" you asked breathlessly.

"Hunter."

Again you blinked.

"Do we need to discuss this now?"

"Well, yes, he's waiting outside"

You looked at him completely confused "What, why?"

He kissed your neck and said, "We were talking earlier. We were having a frank conversation and.... Hunter told me that your smell was driving him, how did he put it um, crazy."

You stared wordlessly into his face as he looked at you. Was he getting at what you thought he was getting at? He seemed so reasonable and orderly that you were relatively sure he wasn't kidding.

"We have our safeword, so as long as you don't say it, I would invite Hunter in."

You wanted to say something, but you didn't know what. This was so surreal, you wouldn't believe it until you saw Hunter.

"Come in," Tech called over his shoulder.

The sergeant actually came in, a little nervous it seemed to you, but you also immediately saw his pupils dilate as he looked at you.

"Hey, Mesh'la" he said softly "We didn't mean to run you down like that, but Tech said you might not be averse".

You looked from one to the other, finally finding your voice again, and asked Tech "But what makes you think that?"

Tech shrugged.

"I'm aware that Hunter belongs in the handsome category, and from time to time I've seen you secretly watching him when you feel unobserved."

You felt heat rise in your cheeks again. Sure you had been sneaking peeks at Hunter, you were only human, but you had never had deeper ulterior motives, you watched Crosshair that way too sometimes.... but you hoped very much that Tech had not seen that. As much as you were thrilled by his ability to observe earlier, at the moment you were cursing it.

Nervous and unsure of what was expected of you, you asked just that, "What exactly do you expect of me now?"

Hunter slowly approached and began to remove parts of his armor, you watching him in disbelief.

"Well, first and foremost," the sergeant said, "I want you to enjoy."

"Wait... Are you going to... is he going to touch me?" you asked your gaze jumping from one to the other.

Hunter paused in his movement.

"She sounds a little panicked, maybe this wasn't a good idea".

"She knows the safeword," Tech said perfectly calmly, smiling at you "That's right, isn't it?"

You nodded slowly, for a second you thought about using the safeword, but when Hunter pulled the top of his Blacks off over his head, your voice caught in your throat. His body was chiseled, muscles clearly visible under his tanned skin. Yes he was built a little differently than Tech, but you didn't love your genius any less because of it. But the fact that he was okay with this surprised the hell out of you, or maybe it shouldn't. He was logical, maybe he thought this would relax Hunter and thus the whole atmosphere of the team. You had no idea.

But when Hunter touched you, your voice loosened and you said, startled, "MARAUDER!"

Blinking, you realized it was dark in the bedroom. You were alone, not wearing handcuffs. The bed next to you was empty. You sighed, looked at the clock, saw how late it was and felt anger rising inside you. You had been dreaming, a wet dream that had drifted into a strange surreal dream. Tech was still not back.

Snorting, you swung out of bed, half naked in just your underwear and an open robe thrown on, you climbed from the Hope into the Marauder. Crosshair sat on his bunk and was in the process of undressing. He let out an appreciative whistle when he saw you in your underwear, the robe folding around you almost like a cape.

"Shut up," you growled in his direction, which immediately silenced him in surprise.

You stalked into the cockpit, where Tech sat around fiddling with his holopad. When he looked up to see you in your underwear, he blinked in surprise, then saw your angry look and gulped.

"Mesh'la... Are you all right?"

„No.“

Tech hastily put his holopad aside, stood up, and came toward you.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?"

"No, and that's the problem. You're doing it again. You're completely retreating from me. It's already three in the morning and I'm still alone in our bed. Once again I feel lonely and like I've done something wrong, but I haven't, you're just back to feeling sorry for yourself and..." you broke off and blinked against a few tears of anger.

"Cyare... I'm sorry," Tech said softly and after a moment added in surprise "you're wearing the nice underwear"

"Yeah I was going to wait for you, but I just fell asleep at some point. I don't want to feel lonely anymore, if I want to feel lonely I don't need a partner" you said pouting.

Tech turned pale.

"Are you breaking up with me?"

His eyes were big behind the goggles, staring at you near panic.

"I don't want to be alone anymore Tech, I understand your problem, but what you're doing is not a solution".

He looked to the side, ashamed.

"Looks like I messed up again" he muttered.

You couldn't deny that Tech was exhausting in his own way, but you had known that before. Not only did he have to work on himself, but you had to work on your patience.

You put your arms around his shoulders, intertwining your fingers in his neck, whereupon he automatically put his hands on your hips and leaned his forehead against yours.

"I need you Tech," you said softly.

"Really?" he asked.

"Yes, of course!"

He leaned back a bit to look at you and smiled cautiously.

"Would you still be okay with a role reversal...you know, with the handcuffs?"

You swallowed, you didn't really want to tell him about the dream, but how likely was it that anything like that was really happening? You didn't want to steal his thunder so you said, "Anything you want, as long as you come to the bedroom with me."

Tech grinned with satisfaction.

"Okay, but you should close your robe, Crosshair is still awake I think".

You bit your lower lip.

"Um, yeah, I saw that, he saw me too unfortunately but.... he'll get over it"

Tech raised his eyebrows.

"I hope so for his sake, that one" he said pointing to your body "Is mine alone".

The wide grin on your face pleased him.

"Okay, mesh'la, let's go then. Off to our bed-"

Your lips interrupted him. You kissed him wildly and he took a second, but finally returned the kiss, his hands sliding over the delicate fabric of your underwear. He felt himself getting hard behind his cod piece.

"Cyare... shouldn't we go to our bedroom instead?" he said breathlessly as your lips parted for a moment.

"do you have something similar to handcuffs here?"

Tech swallowed nervously, but nodded and said, "I have binders."

"What do you think about handcuffing and fucking me here in the cockpit?"

He swallowed again, his pupils dilated, he licked his lips, that was indeed one of his secret fantasies.

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