#benefits of extra curricular

[gothhabiba]

re: the university degree being an access barrier. c cs an u explain bc i genuinely don’t understand but i want to!

there are certain jobs that you cannot, or are highly unlikely to, get without a university degree. these jobs tend to pay more, have higher prestige, be less physically taxing / disabling, have better benefits in terms of health insurance and retirement, more flexibility with regards to scheduling or ability to call of sick without getting fired, less oversight and surveillance leading to less stress leading to better long-term health outcomes, &c.

you are much more likely to be able to get a university degree (i.e., to be accepted into a university programme and then to be able to complete that programme) if you are independently wealthy; can get help from your parents; won't have to worry about working full-time while studying; can afford to accept unpaid internships or have time to do other extra-curriculars in high school (because you aren't working to help your parents pay for rent, for example); if you lived in a relatively wealthy school district growing up that's more likely to have taught you the specific skills you need to succeed in college and have teachers who know how to help you apply (& wealth correlates with whiteness); grew up speaking the prestige language in your area; are not disabled; &c. &c.

so the university degree serves as a barrier to access certain jobs & thus certain lifestyles, living places, &c. because without a university degree you cannot access those things. but without being previously comfortable or wealthy, it's much harder to get a university degree. so the requirement to have a university degree to access a certain job, within this context wherein university degrees are more difficult to access for some people than others, and even in cases where you can't even really argue that the qualifications for the degree are super relevant to the requirements of the job, serves as a way of concentrating wealth within the hands of those who were already wealthy.

this is basically what people mean when they say that the material function of the university in the world as it currently exists is to be a class barrier. it helps to make sure that the people who get the "good jobs" are the descendents of the people who got the "good jobs" before.

[seuonji]

彡 the things he’s whispered loudly ー lee seokmin

๑ goody two shoes yn au!

notes ๑ madly in love x stupid and innocent.

genre ๑ fluff

warnings ๑ yn’s portrayed as more innocent here!!

word count ๑ 0.7k

from aya: please reblog if you enjoyed! feedback is always appreciated<3

you knew lee seokmin really well like, on a personal level. which was weird because you two are from completely different worlds. he liked causing trouble for fun while you were the one in charge of stopping that trouble. yet you knew how many moles he had on his face, you knew his favourite colour, you knew why he’s always late to class, you knew so much courtesy of him always being in the damn student council room.

“now, why are you here?” you tilted your head as you walked into the student council room. as you walked in, you saw a familiar figure sitting on the couch. it was only his back facing you yet you still recognised him.

“yn!!” he beamed as he turned around.

“you didn’t get into trouble didn’t you?” you furrowed you’re brows as you closed the door behind you.

he dramatically gasped and stood up, walking behind you to your desk, “i wouldn’t break our promise.”

recently, you two have gotten closer after sharing certain personal things. seokmin asked if you would consider him a friend and you answered yes. he was touched and as a friend, you asked him for a favour. a favour to lessen his troublesome acts and so far he’s been keeping his promise well.

since then he hasn’t really had a reason to be around you yet, he still followed you around the school like a dog.

“how are you today?” you nonchalantly asked. you never really shooed him away, ever for as long as you’ve known him and actually, you quite liked his company.

“i’m good! how about you?” he bent down to your face level as you were sitting on your desk chair.

“mm i’m okay, just hoping to get this work done soon. do you have any extra curriculars today?”

“not at all, i’m actually free today,” he sat down beside you.

“that’s nice,” you hummed.

your eyes were on your paperwork the whole time while his were on you. and he’d been waiting for you to look at him yet you didn’t.

“are you free today yn?” he broke the silence.

“i should be after i finish this…why?” you reluctantly replied.

“great so afterwards we can go out!” he stood up with a wide smile.

you organised your papers and your head flicked, “what? where?”

“on a date?” he chuckled and he spoke with confidence.

“isn’t that what people that like each other do?” you quietly asked. it showed your uncertainty and suddenly, he got the hint you probably didn’t have experience with this sort of thing.

he pursed his lips and sat by you again, “well…i like you?”

“since when?”

“i told you i like you like last week!” he furrowed his brows and looked at you confused.

he did actually. and you remember it all. but he said it out of nowhere when you two went your own way afterschool, “i like you yn,” he whispered with a chuckle as he walked away. you took it as ‘friends’ but now you’ve realised, perhaps it wasn’t that way.

“you meant it?” you dropped your pen and turned your body towards him, showing your curiosity in the conversation.

“obviously i did?” he squinted his eyes but quickly tried to remain calm and gave you the benefit of the doubt.

“…what now?” you stuttered. this must’ve been the first time he’s ever seen you flustered.

“do you want to go on the date?” he asked with a puzzled tone.

“uhm. i’ve never been on one,” you answered embarrassed.

“it’s okay, you don’t need to have been on one, let’s just have fun?” he was at your face level and was weirdly close but his words were convincing.

“oh, okay,” you sweetly nodded and reverted your eyes to your paper work.

“oh really? okay,” he grinned.

he sat there looking at you until you finished your paper work. his heart was beating at an unhealthy rate but he’s glad he finds his weeks of planning for your ‘date’ worth it.

and he never realised just how innocent you were, let alone you being shy over a date but one things for sure, he’ll never let anyone take that away from you.

[fanterfane]

Kittydrone Fayne! (Fanart)

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[fbfh]

Hey! Could you please do some headcannons of cuddling with Jay from descendants?

Thank you!

oh fuck yes baby boy NEEDS a snuggle so fuckin bad. Jay is SO motherfucking - his full name is Janasheen Lagmani Mufti btw (successor, born at nightfall, one who gives council or legal advice) - Jay is SO motherfuckin touch starved that he'll get injured on purpose just so he can feel you touch him up. After a while you start to catch onto this because you don't have the heart to tell him he's not quite as slick as he thinks he is. So OBVIOUSLY I have a medieval game OBVIOUSLY I have a jousting game the only way you're gonna get him to turn into your snuggly lil bunbun (yes he does insist you call him that after you say it once as a joke and he loses his mind) is to make him think YOU'RE really the one who needs cuddles. like of course you're feeling kinda sad and tired from all your schoolwork so of COURSE you need a big strong tough cool guy star of the tourney team to make you feel all safe and cozy. obviously it's TOTALLY for your benefit. not at all because Jay was not hugged once as a child! that's hilarious and true and totally not the reason at all! I just washed my hands that's why they're wet! no other reason!

but yeah once you actually start cuddling with him it's going to take approximately less that six seconds for him to become a total and complete velcro boyfriend. it takes longer to watch any vine in existance than it does for Jay to latch onto you like a small baby bird. he did not know that touchy feely stuff could be so... nice. especially when it's with you. he tried giving Carlos and Evie and Mal bear hugs between classes when he's away from you and it was good, but it wasn't the same. Maybe it's because Carlos still thinks he's going to get suplexed whenever Jay grabs him like that or maybe it's because Mal keeps asking if he huffed her spraypaint and that's why he's so huggy out of nowhere (Evie doesn't mind too much as long as he doesn't wrinkle her outfits or mess with her hair and makeup. she actually approves of you two and likes that you're bringing out Jay's more affectionate side. she makes a mental note to give you the friends and family discount on any future designs you order from her.) but shortly after that first time you snuggled up with Jay and had him tell you all about the video games he's been playing and about tourney practice he's full on addicted to your touch and cuddles. Coach sometimes has to pull you off your extra curriculars to give Jay hugs and kisses during practice when he cops an attitude or gets too rowdy. you're known as the Jay whisperer immediately and believe me the nickname sticks. Carlos asks what the hype is once and you give him head scratches and he understands.

[romanoffsdarling]

When Summer Ends

Pairing: Professor!Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Summary: You thought that with the reveal of Wanda being your professor, and you her student, that your summer romance would have been forgotten about. You were mistaken.

Word Count: 2,478

Warnings: Mommy kink, legal age gap, strap on use (R receiving), oral (Wanda receiving), fingering (Wanda receiving), and jealousy/possessiveness. 18+, Minors DNI. 

Author’s Note: The highly requested second part to When In Rome! I hope you all enjoy it!

You hadn’t expected anything to come of your summer romance, if you could even call it that, with Wanda Maximoff; not when you had abruptly left her behind in Italy and definitely not when you discovered that she’d be your professor for the upcoming school year.

What you did expect was for Wanda to not give you the time of day, both of your departure and because your existence had the very real possibility of ending her career, both of which didn’t seem to weigh in your favor of getting back into Wanda’s good graces. However, Wanda was anything but predictable as she had demonstrated after her first lecture. Her simple command for you to stay after class sending a thrill down your spine, but it was only when you were alone that you noticed the darkened emerald gaze that seemed to bore into your very soul. An almost carnal smirk curling her full lips as she sauntered towards you.

Her words still echo within your head while you’re laying alone at night, staring blankly at your ceiling: “It’s so good to see you, detka. I’ve missed you and that pretty little mouth of yours. Why don’t we start back where we left off?” 

You would have been a fool of epic proportions to deny her, which meant that you leapt at the chance to be claimed by her once more. Something that had only caused the dark desire within Wanda’s gaze to sharpen that much more. 

It was a look that promised damnation and salvation, and you couldn’t wait to get pulled back into it. 

One of the first things that you had discovered upon starting your relationship with Wanda again was how uncomfortable the tiled floors of Westview University actually were; at least when you were kneeling on them for long periods of time. It was only the extra-curricular activity that you were doing said task for that made it more than bearable. 

Being on your knees, underneath Professor Maximoff’s sturdy oak desk, with your mouth peppering open-mouthed kisses to the exposed skin of her inner thighs was more than enough reason for you to deal with aching knees. The sweet smell of her arousal, mixed with something heady that caused your mouth to water, that wafts across your senses as you grow closer and closer to your goal being an additional benefit. 

The sight of her clear arousal soaking through the fabric of her lace panties almost caused a broken moan to escape your lips, but you’re able to stamp down the action just in time. Wanda’s words from earlier, before she pushed you down underneath her desk, coming to mind: Be a good girl for me, detka. Get on your knees and make mommy feel good, but if you make so much as a peep you won’t be allowed to cum for a month.

It was a warning that you know Wanda would follow through on. One that she had in the past, and you didn’t want to go through that torture again. So, like the good girl you were, you gently nuzzle the center of Wanda’s panties before a trembling finger hooks underneath the flimsy fabric and pulls it to the side. The sight of Wanda’s clear arousal, even as she continued to grade papers above you, sent a jolt of wet heat between your own thighs. Her mouthwatering scent all the more powerful without her panties obstructing the view. 

Slim fingers running gently through your hair was all the warning you needed to get a move on. Shifting forward, you brace your hands on Wanda’s thighs and lower you head to the apex of them. Your nose brushing through soft curls, as Wanda hadn’t had the time to groom to the extent she normally did with finals fast approaching, and your tongue finally parted her wet folds to taste the liquid heat that was more addictive than any drug. 

At the feeling of your tongue, Wanda lets loose a soft sigh to show her approval of your actions. Something that causes you to push forward with your task with the fervor of a drowning woman searching for air. Your tongue easily dives into Wanda’s hole, that immediately constricts around the invading appendage, before your lips suction around her clit. The action rewards you with a fresh wave of Wanda’s slick that coats your tongue with its addictive taste. 

After only a few minutes of passionately eating Wanda out-- delighting in the soft sighs that escaped her parted lips-- you faintly hear the sound of a soft knock against the door of Wanda’s office. Something that causes your eyes to widen in shock. Intending to pull away, both for your own sake and so Wanda could have a proper conversation, the action is halted by the feel of Wanda’s fingers tightening in your hair, forcing you back against her heated core. The intention of the action clear: Don’t you dare stop. 

Not needing to be told twice-- you’re well aware of that punishment too-- you begin your earlier work of making Wanda cum. 

“Come in.” You hear Wanda call, the rustling of a few papers following as she began to work once more. At the sound of the door opening and hesitant footsteps approaching the beautiful Sokovian’s desk, mere feet from where you knelt, you could tell that it wasn’t a professor that had decided to drop by. What was Wanda playing at? 

“Ah, Ms. Danvers,” Wanda practically purrs, her countenance completely unperturbed by the seemingly sudden appearance of one of her students. Though you couldn’t stop your own gaze from widening at the realization that Carol, your ex-girlfriend, was currently standing in front of Wanda’s desk; completely unaware of what was going on underneath. “I was wondering if you were going to arrive at all. After all, you are ten minutes late to our scheduled meeting.”

What!?!

You falter in your movements, and Wanda immediately shifts, her thighs clenched around your head for the briefest of moments before she let go. It seemed that Wanda’s earlier insistence of you coming to her office, despite your need to finish up an essay, was actually for an ulterior motive than the one she had given you. Why? You’re not exactly sure as Carol and you have been broken up for quite some time now. 

“I-I’m sorry, Professor Maximoff,” Carol stutters out, an action that’s most unlike her. Though Wanda did have a way of being completely terrifying when she wished to be. “Coach Hill had us run extra laps because one of the Freshman messed up a couple of our plays.”

Wanda’s answering hum was the picture-perfect definition of disinterest. Her tone almost bored as she detailed why she had called Carol into her office; it seemed that the star athlete of the lacrosse team wasn’t doing the best when in regard to her essays. Something that could very well take her off the team if she didn’t fix it soon. 

“I’ll definitely get my grade up, Professor Maximoff,” Carol insists, her tone almost desperate. “I’ll make sure to get a tutor. Maybe Y/N L/N will be willing to help. I go way back with her.” 

The Sokovian Professor tenses at the reminder of your past with Carol Danvers; her fingers forming a first in your hair and forcing your deeper underneath her skirt. Your tongue desperately trying to lap up as much of Wanda’s arousal as you could, but there was a rigid quality to Wanda’s body now that you knew wouldn’t be productive to making her cum. 

Knowing this, and knowing how Wanda got when she was tense, you slowly slide a hand up her thigh, overjoyed at the way her muscle tenses at the feel of your touch, and before she can react two of your fingers slip into her sopping core. The feel of her tight, velvet walls clenching around your fingers almost as addictive as the taste that overwhelmed your tongue. An almost pained gasp falls from Wanda’s lips, her grip tightening that much more in your hair; on the precipice of being painful but toeing the line perfectly. 

Carol’s concerned voice drifts dully through your ears. “Are you feeling okay, Professor Maximoff? You look a little flushed.” 

You didn’t have to see Wanda to know that her lips were pursed in clear agitation, emerald eyes filled with thinly veiled annoyance. “I’m fine, Ms. Danvers, but your grade won’t be if you don’t head out and prepare for the upcoming exam.” 

Shuffling footsteps appear a moment later before the sound of Wanda’s office door slamming shut follows. Leaving you, once again, alone with the woman that had held your attention, and your heart, since you had met her in Italy all those months ago. At Carol’s departure, what was left of Wanda’s nerves disappear and she easily pulls you up from you kneeling position by your hair. The darkened green gaze sending another bolt of arousal straight to your core. 

She barely gave you the time to react before her lips were claiming yours in a bruising kiss: teeth meeting teeth, tongue warring with another tongue, and her hands holding you firmly in place. Wanda wasn’t asking you for anything in that moment she was only taking. Demanding for you to sit still and let her consume you. 

“That’s my good girl,” Wanda pants, detaching her lips from yours. “You’ve been so good for me, detka. Not making a noise while you ate mommy out and not giving away your position when mommy had to talk to that bitch.” 

Your mouth falls open at her words. “What’s wrong, Wanda?” You’re not normally like this.

The Sokovian smirks. “Do you think I don’t notice how that tramp watches you? How her eyes trail after you like a dog looking at a piece of meat? How she clearly wants what can never be hers again?” Wanda stands, taking you with her as she pushed you against her desk. “Isn’t that right, detka? You’re mine and no one else's? I’m the only one that can touch that pretty little pussy of yours, my pretty little pussy, and see the way your face looks when you cum? You’re mine to wreck and destroy, aren’t you?”

All you can do is nod dumbly as Wanda steps back from you. One of her hands expertly unlatches a box situated within the small cupboard off to the side of her desk. Pulling out a familiar red toy that immediately causes your mouth to water with the knowledge of what was about to happen. The look within Wanda’s darkened gaze telling you all that you needed to know. 

You weren’t going to be walking right for a long time... 

“Get on the desk, baby,” Wanda gently urges after clicking the harness into place, her hands cupping your thighs and lifting you just as you jumped. Her nose brushes across your neck, her teeth briefly nip the sensitive skin underneath your ear, before she settles fully between your parted legs. The feeling of the strap laying against your belly only fueling your desire. “I’m so fucking happy that you decided to wear a skirt for me.” 

Meeting your gaze, Wanda maintains eye contact as she roughly yanks your panties to the side and plunges into you; the action, while you were more than wet for it, surprising you all the same. A sharp cry of pure pleasure escaping your lips at the feeling of being completely filled by her. And, by the expression on Wanda’s face, that’s exactly the reaction she had been hoping for. A carnal possessiveness burned within her gaze as she waited for you to adjust to her. Once you gave her the go ahead, she lowers her head to place her forehead against your own. 

You knew logically that Wanda couldn’t feel the way you clenched around her, the way your walls grew even more slick when she rotated her hips just right, but you swear that she could at times. Her own pleasure, barring the stimulation she got against her clit due to the toy, seemed to grow because of your own; because of your nails digging into her back as you arched against her, the sharp cries and deep guttural moans that leave your throat, and the way you nuzzle into her neck to place frenzied kisses to the sweat soaked skin there. 

“That’s right, detka,” Wanda hisses against your ear, a sharp hiss following after as your nails bite into her back. “I want you to feel every inch of me filling you. I want you to feel as I wreck you for anyone else. No one can make you feel like I can, I’m the only one that can fuck you like this. You’re mine, do you understand?” 

All you can do is nod as another cry escapes your lips as Wanda slams into, but the action didn’t suffice in the slightest bit to the beautiful Sokovian.

“Do. You. Understand.” 

Each word, each syllable, is intercepted by a sharp thrust right into your g-spot. The repeated action causing you to see nothing but stars, but you’re in your right mind enough to be able to answer Wanda’s command.

“Yes,” you sob. “I understand, mommy.” 

Wanda drops her head into the crook of your neck, her thrusts speeding up, as she grunts in response. “Good. You can cum.”

As if your body had been waiting for that specific command, you completely unravel in the safety of Wanda’s embrace as she guides you through your intense orgasm as she rode through one of her own. Her sharp pants ghost across the damp expanse of your neck, but you only tug her closer to you. Content in the knowledge that Wanda was with you and that she was wanted you just as much as you wanted her. 

It was only when you caught your breath that you decided to tease her just a little bit. 

“Are you jealous of Carol, Wanda?” The Sokovian stiffens in your arms, a rumbling snarl working up from her chest. “Because you don’t have to be, I’m yours. Completely.”

Green eyes peer up at you as Wanda offers you a tender smile. 

“You always will be, detka. Just like I’m yours.” She presses a light kiss to your jaw. “Though I am tempted to flunk her if she keeps staring at your ass every time you walk by.”

You giggle. “You wouldn’t.”

Wanda’s eyes flash seriously. “For you, Y/N? I’d do anything.”

And, for once, you didn’t have any response, or quip, in return. You were more than aware that Wanda was truthful in her words. That she would do anything in order to keep you in her arms, and you were more than fine with that. 

As you didn’t want to be anywhere else. 

[raenegade-accio]

Birthday: February 28th ♓

Height: 165cm [5'5ft]

Wand: Laurel wood with a unicorn hair, 13 ¼ inches and slightly springy flexibility

Favourite beast(s): Hippogriffs, Kneazles, Mooncalves & Thestrals

Amortentia scent: air after a rainstorm, cinnamon and maple wood

Favoured extra-curriculars: Apparition, Magical Theory, Alchemy, Music & Art

Distinguishing features: a pale birthmark on her left eye iris, unkempt hair strands, fingerless gloves, small freckles across the bridge of her nose.

Has a knack for: languages, defensive magic, playing the violin, rescue and breeding or handling of magical creatures and all animals, potion-making & baking (?)

Animagus form (if she becomes one): Clouded Leopard 🐆

Quidditch position: If Black hadn't cancelled it, she’d have loved to tryout for Chaser

Boggart(s): wildfires, or specifically, a man burning half to death (one which she unfortunately ran into once as a child)

Riddikulus: transformed into a heap of rubber ducks, collectively quacking as they hit the floor

Friends: Natsai Onai, Poppy Sweeting, Highwing, Imelda Reyes (GF ♥️), Amit Thakkar, Deek, Samantha Dale, Leander Prewett, Everett Clopton, Ominis Gaunt and Anne Sallow

⚘ Background

Wren comes from a small modest family in Dublin and was born to non-magical immigrant parents from East Asia, their families a long line of revered scholars and musicians. One day, her family decided to migrate to Belfast, in hopes of passing on their literary and artistic knowledge to their friends and colleagues, in an otherwise industrial city. Wren has had an idyllic childhood in Northern Ireland; nurtured and filled with great kindness, albeit she’s still conflicted by how little she knows about her own parents' heritage and upbringing since they do everything they can to remain ambiguous regarding this matter.

Wren and her parents encountered misfortune when large numbers of riots began breaking out in the city one summer in 1886, mere months before she could finish primary school. Tension reached a peak when arsons were taking place near their residence, and many of their friends had perished in the blaze. Belfast was deemed no longer safe for Wren. Her parents then made the abrupt decision of having their daughter attend a faraway boarding school in Brighton instead, with hopes Wren will be much safer there. Unfortunately the years that followed Wren spent friendless and isolated; there was harsh discipline and little learning.

To say Wren’s Hogwarts acceptance letter came as a shock is an understatement, when an exuberant Professor Fig arrived on their doorstep one stormy evening. In spite of witnessing signs of magic weeks prior, Mr and Mrs Zhang, albeit polite enough, were less than eager at an overflow of new knowledge regarding an alleged existence of a Wizarding World; each word coming from the strange man sounded more unorthodox than the last. Ultimately a proper demonstration of Wingardium Leviosa and Reparo, as well as the promise of a thorough and more importantly, safe, educational environment, were enough to sway their resolve. They finally came to an agreement in which Wren will decide if she is ready to be registered for Hogwarts, if Professor Fig is to tutor her everything there is to know about rudimentary magic for the remaining summer holidays under their supervision.

⚘ Personality

At first glance, one wouldn’t think Wren is able to thrive as well as she does in Ravenclaw of all houses, given she’s a bit of a klutz and seemingly not a fast learner, but she’s proven to be in fact quick-witted and intuitive; she sees no benefit in rushing her schoolwork therefore would rather take her time making sure the tasks are done properly. That’s not to say she won’t be quick to rise to new challenges, especially practical ones, and will excel almost immediately as long as there are demonstrations.

Those Wren is close with would know her as fun-loving and a sensitive soul, but isn’t above some good back and forth cutting banter or even initiating a heated duel when warranted. Despite giving the impression of an idle dreamer, Wren moves through life with a clear sense of values. At times, however, she may focus so intently on the tasks at hand - whether it’s burning the midnight oil to finish extra assignments or straining to stay awake rescuing Mooncalves - that she often forgets to take adequate care of herself, driving herself to absolute burnout before she can reach her goals.

While not particularly reserved or withdrawn, the schooling years Wren’s endured in Brighton made her wary of most adults, slow to trust her classmates and unfamiliar with the simple concept of reaching out. Nothing makes her blood curdle more than the thought of inserting herself in situations where she’s not wanted. All the more reason why she considers herself extremely fortunate with the social circle she has now. That isn’t to say she’s prone to self isolation. Naturally she’s perfectly content engaging in meaningful conversations with just about anyone if they make the first move. If able, she’s always willing to lend a helping hand, whether it’s a first year struggling schoolwork or an errand a broom ride away.

Nothing makes her happy quite like helping others, men or beasts. She doesn’t care if the given tasks are tedious or gargantuan, Wren is simply happy knowing there are folks who trust her to be patient, thorough and get certain things done. Yet despite her compassionate nature, Wren isn't one to believe in second chances. If she feels betrayed, deceived or belittled, she becomes uncharacteristically cold-hearted and unforgiving; while it isn't impossible to earn back her trust, she'll never forget. Wren is always actively looking for a sense of security and stability. She is committed to the relationships with her friends and loved ones but will not hesitate to cut ties if she feels like she can no longer trust a person.

⚘ Other trivia

She’s the only member in her family with freckles; they’re not as sun-kissed as those of her classmates, and in truth very faint, hardly visible especially during the winter. Amit nevertheless noticed them fairly quickly and mentioned they remind him of the constellations he’d come across when he’s out studying in the Astronomy Tower, till this day she still isn’t quite sure what to say to that.

She gets asked about her (Northern Irish) accent all the time, but has learned to make a game out of it though - every time someone asks about it, she changes her answer.

Wren actively wants to become an Animagus, but in spite of the extensive research and preparations made beforehand, she is unsuccessful at every attempt, having to repeatedly start over each time she accidentally swallows her Mandrake leaf.

She’d never admit this out loud but she really gets a kick out of other students’ Howlers, surprised just how informative the screechings of enraged parents prove to be and can only imagine amusedly the amount of Howlers she’d receive if her parents know of just a fraction of her misadventures.

Before her longtime burgeoning and pent up attraction for Imelda, Wren took pride of her immunity to Sebastian Sallow's charming magnetism, unlike many of the others. However she had a massive crush on Garreth, Amit and even Professor Garlick. Afterwards, Wren was deeply infatuated with Poppy in her sixth year for a long time.

Wren is particularly passionate about animals, even before she was showing signs of magic. After learning to wield her newfound abilities (including Ancient Magic), she finds herself slowly able to empathise and even communicate with almost any beast or creature - though it often leads to instances where a trail of critters follow her into school grounds while on an errand in Hogsmeade or walking in between classes.

It's not a common practice, as far as she knows, but she enjoys decorating her broom, adorning it with clever trinkets and mementos, such as Moondews, a pendant given by her Ma and the phoenix feather from Deek.

Wren unfortunately struggles with her severe pyrophobia, that stems from her early childhood on account of the numbers of fireburnings and arsons she witnessed from the tumultuous political climate at the time. She's learned to tolerate minor things such as smoke or slight scorchings, but still has to keep a distance from most fireplaces, refrain from using certain spells to do with fire.

She’s a huge foodie, simple as that. She finds snacking as enjoyable a pastime as a jaunt in Hogsmeade. If she’s lounging in the common room, you’ll likely see her munching on an apple. When waiting for classes to start, she’d be having pumpkin pasties in the corridor. One morning she's even spotted aloft on her broom, not flying, just nibbling on a cauldron cake midair while overlooking the Highlands.

When offered to learn all three Unforgivables, she's repulsed by how very tempted she is. Now knowing how to cast them, she dreads finding out if she's truly capable of using them. She tells herself she learned simply out of deep appreciation and respect for all forms of magic, but part of her, out of morbid curiosity, wonders what it'd feel like to be proficient with the Dark Arts.

Wren is ambivalent, at best, towards her connection to Ancient Magic. The notion of wielding one of the most formidable and arcane forms of magic should sound enticing… There were nights she spent wishing someone else could worry about Ranrok, Rookwood, those damned repositories and their ridiculous trials in her stead, that Ranrok and his loyalists would just go home, the poachers could jump off a cliff. She finds the Keepers priggish and infuriating. What she wouldn’t give to seal away the Map Chamber and never have to look into the jeering gazes of those towering portraits again.

⚘ Career & Aspirations

Healer - trained and became a Healer via the work experience programmes at St. Mungo's after her 7th year

Curse Breaker - applied months post graduation via multiple remedial exams on one of her worst subjects: Ancient Runes

⚘ Likes

Sunrises, sketching, Highwing, Pumpkin Pasties, speeding across the Black Lake on her broom, Cauldron Cakes, playing her violin, Butterbeer, kissing her girlfriend pestering Imelda Reyes, and the bird's-eye view when soaring above Hogwarts on her broom - she also has a nasty habit of launching herself off the highest cliff or the tallest tower when summoning her broom.

⚘ Dislikes

Spiders, raw eggs, people randomly petting her hair (happens more than most think), “Puffskein Dunkein” and trolls, though nothing gets to her quite like being micromanaged - the more overbearing the person is, the more likely she'd do the complete opposite of what's expected of her, wholly out of petty spite

- - - - - - - - RP friends:

Nosy the Niffler (@kiwiplaetzchen),

Hellendil Melinae (@theravenchild),

William Abbott and Elland de Strontium (@ask-elland-n-will),

Sienna Lee (@ask-sienna),

Allegra Fenwick and Clementine the Golden Retriever (@adallegra),

Theodora Devlin (@theodoradevlin),

Andrew Montrose (@ask-andrew-montrose),

Demetrius Haggarty (@demetrius-haggarty),

Felix Åberg (@ask-felix-aberg)

[rishikul-123]

Day Boarding Schools in India: Why Rishikul Vidyapeeth Stands Out

When it comes to providing the perfect balance between academics, extracurriculars, and personal development, day boarding schools in India are gaining significant popularity. Among these, Rishikul Vidyapeeth emerges as a leader, offering an educational experience that caters to both the modern needs of students and the traditional values that shape a child’s overall growth.

The Growing Popularity of Day Boarding Schools in India Parents today seek a solution that offers a holistic approach to education. Day boarding schools have become the preferred choice because they allow children to immerse themselves in learning and developmental activities throughout the day while returning home in the evening to stay connected with their families. This combination of structured learning and family interaction ensures a well-rounded upbringing.

Why Choose Rishikul Vidyapeeth for Day Boarding? Rishikul Vidyapeeth, with its state-of-the-art campus and a student-centric approach, offers a seamless blend of academics, sports, and co-curricular activities. Located in the heart of India, it is one of the premier institutions that ensures every child receives the finest education and development.

Here’s why Rishikul Vidyapeeth stands out among other day boarding schools in India:

Comprehensive Curriculum At Rishikul Vidyapeeth, students benefit from a well-rounded curriculum designed to foster academic excellence alongside personal growth. From science and technology to arts and sports, the school ensures that students have exposure to multiple disciplines, empowering them to discover and nurture their talents.

Experienced Faculty The faculty at Rishikul Vidyapeeth consists of highly qualified and experienced teachers who not only excel in their respective fields but also play an instrumental role in mentoring students. The school prides itself on creating an environment where students feel supported and motivated to achieve their best.

Focus on Values and Ethics Rishikul Vidyapeeth places a strong emphasis on traditional Indian values and ethics. The school ensures that students grow into responsible and compassionate individuals, respecting cultural diversity and fostering a sense of global citizenship.

Modern Infrastructure and Facilities The school provides top-tier facilities that cater to both academic and extracurricular needs. From smart classrooms and science labs to vast sports fields, Rishikul Vidyapeeth ensures that students have access to everything they need for their intellectual and physical growth.

Extra-Curricular Excellence At Rishikul Vidyapeeth, education goes beyond textbooks. The school offers a wide array of extracurricular activities, ranging from performing arts to sports and debate clubs. These activities ensure that students develop confidence, leadership skills, and creativity.

Personalized Attention With a balanced teacher-to-student ratio, Rishikul Vidyapeeth ensures that every child receives individual attention. Teachers focus on identifying the unique strengths of each student and work closely with them to nurture their potential.

Safe and Nurturing Environment Safety is a top priority at Rishikul Vidyapeeth. The school offers a secure environment where students can focus on learning, playing, and growing without concerns. The campus is equipped with modern safety measures, ensuring peace of mind for parents.

Why Day Boarding is the Future of Education Day boarding schools like Rishikul Vidyapeeth offer the best of both worlds – a full day's worth of academic and extracurricular engagement, coupled with the comfort and emotional support of returning home in the evening. This structure fosters a sense of independence and discipline while keeping children connected with their families.

Conclusion For parents seeking the best day boarding schools in India, Rishikul Vidyapeeth is an excellent choice that promises holistic development in a nurturing environment. With its robust curriculum, emphasis on values, and modern infrastructure, it offers an unparalleled educational experience that prepares students for the future.

If you’re looking for an institution that balances academic rigor with personal growth, look no further than Rishikul Vidyapeeth. Your child's bright future begins here!

[thesims3help]

Masterlist - Gameplay enhancement mods pt. 3 [100+ Sims 3 mods!]!

Part 1 || Part 2 || Everything that didn't fit in previous parts. + Honorary mentions to Ani's Sims | Downloads , aa6x7 : Quick Links .

Work/Skills:

The Job Board | MissyHissy's Job Centre

Employment – MissyHissy's School For Gifted Sims (Teen Jobs)

The Apprenticeship Program – MissyHissy's School For Gifted Sims

Take Practice Shots Mod

Hidden Skills Unhidden

Time to work again - Cancel Time Off

Learn Cooking Recipes by Watching TV!

Social Care Career

School/Uni:

Extra-Curricular Activities – MissyHissy's School For Gifted Sims

Course List | MissyHissy's College of Further Education

Babies, Toddlers & Kids:

Makeup Kit

Toddlers can Pickup Festive Eggs

Toddlers can Catch Butterflies & Pick Flowers

[PC] Don't Put the Baby Down (Changing Table Mod) by Nona Mena (simlogical.com)

OTHER:

Annoyances Disabler

Make those elevators go faster! Or slower...

Faster/Slower Leaf Raking and No Leaves in other Seasons

Mod The Sims - **UPDATED: 26-July** Cigarette Smoking Mod - OVERHAUL

One with Nature

Spring Cleaning -- An Assortment of Vaguely Spring-Related Tweaks

Gardener Service 2

Housekeeper Service - v1.2

Housecleaning For All Sims

Better Polyamory

Just Sit (script mod)

Invisible Sim Fixer Mod by Consort (simlogical.com)

Online Center V30 (December 2nd, 2014)

Subway Charge Mod

TS3 Apartment mod - Updated for patch 1.55 - 1.63/1.67

Change At Home After Work

Opportunity phone call fix (and more)

Trait Discovery Fix

No Autonomous Go To Home at The Sims 3 Nexus

No Autonomous "Check out new object"

Autonomous "Clean Up" Plate

More Unique Adventures per Day

NPCRomance

Prank Calls

The Third Person Mod

Government Benefits & Services Mod

Hairdresser Mod - Impress Clients, Temporarily Dye Hair and More!

Truely Unique Sims

9 New Death Types

Collection Icons and Files

Zombies Can't Kill Garden Plants

[madamlaydebug]

𓂀 When the astral liquid of a man is released within a woman, he imprints his DNA information in her birth canal. She has to have a VERY strong sexually balanced energy or his energy stays imprinted inside of her. That imprint can often create an illusion of a sexual addiction

When people decide to recklessly have multiple partners, it can send mixed emotional signals within their body's vibration system(auras). Women must be careful of spiritual forces polluting their internal magnetic temple, just as

men must be careful who they share their electric energy with

They call it intercourse for it’s an internal course that unites man & woman. Mind with mind, spirit with spirit. This is something that a rubber can't protect you from, because energy is behind all elements of all flesh

There's no such thing as friends with benefits as Intimate activity intricately entwines the energies between two people. Thru these connections, imprints & debris are left upon the mind, soul, & spirit for a long time because they're not easily purged

These energies & spirits of many can intertwine into your own aura if they’re not severed & cleansed. You become jointed to every person with whom your partner has slept with, as well as all the partners those people had. This type of "soul clutter" can be felt by your partner's subconscious. Even if they are completely in tune or aware of the extra-curricular sexual activities, they still are able to sense the subtle disturbances of multiple energies &/or familiar spirits that have entered causing restlessness & inner turmoil. The longer & more intimate the contact with another person, the more powerful the reinforcement & the interaction of the bond becomes & all the more difficult it is for them to untangle & leave

Alchemist, mystics & spiritual explorers utilize the intense energy of sexual acts to enhance & amplify their activities & induce different states of consciousness

Only thru harmony & balance we achieve the kingdom within & work our way towards sexual freedom

[cmthingssss]

Say Click! - Jake 'Hangman' Seresin X Plus size!Reader

CW: SMUTTTT, porn, fucking on camera, oral (f receiving), p in v, cursing, insecurity from everyone

WC: 2.6k

Ever since you turned 18, you entertained the idea of becoming a porn star. Unfortunately, college and a career had to come first. But, it would be easy money to you, and you’d filmed yourself before, but that footage was private. Instead of monetary benefits, you were able to feel good in your skin for a little while afterwards and every time you watched it. Until you decided to allow Jake to look through your phone. Everyone knows Snapchat is for hoeing, but it also happened to allow extra space for photos, so it made no difference to you. There was a recent barbeque with all of the Daggers in attendance and Jake wanted to look through the group photos and send some of them to himself. He swiped a little too far and found your extra curricular activity. As cocky as the man was, he turned bright red and looked like he’d never seen a naked woman before. Jake had a dilemma on his hands, stop watching it and respect your privacy or keep watching and scrolling. As respectful as he was, Hangman was more entranced in your body and what you were doing with it. When you questioned why he had your phone for so long, he just answered that he was trying to find out which photos he looked best in, even though he looked amazing in all of them. Considering Jake’s personality and penchant for only caring about himself, you believed him and walked away to continue your conversation with Natasha. Y’all just met when you joined the squad, and although you were later than everyone else, you were a favorite among many in the group. You could sit and talk to Phoenix for hours about anything, you were closest with her, and that’s what you did; caught up on girl talk, life events, and plans for after the deployment. You might have even planned to go on a cruise with her. A couple hours had passed and you hadn’t seen Jake or your phone… weird. Ready to leave and pass out on your bed at home until the next day, you needed to find your phone, and Seresin. It was weird for him to remove himself from the center of attention for this long. After lapping the bar for what felt like fifty times, you found him sitting in a corner. 

“Hey Jake? You forgot to give me my phone back honey.” You had a soft spot for Jake because he seemed like a cocky asshole, but really he just needed someone to show him kindness, which is what you did. By doing this, Hangman had inadvertently fallen in love with you. He smiled up at you before handing your cellular device back. Upon further inspection of his face, you came to the conclusion he looked sick. You didn’t know it at the time, but the sickness was guilt and your kindness made it worse. Hangman felt like he was going to explode. “You look sick… are you feeling okay?” He wanted to puke, but not from the alcohol. Trying to put on a brave face, Jake replied that he was fine and you didn’t need to worry. “You look like you want to puke, you sure you’re okay?” A few seconds pass, “Okay, I’ve made the executive decision for you to come home with me until you feel better.” This became something you were known for among the Daggers, taking them home with you to nurse them back to health. So far, you've done it to Phoenix & Bob, Payback, and Coyote. It all stemmed from the time Phoenix and Bob got food poisoning and you had them stay over with you until they felt better. A couple weeks later, they had brought Payback over with a mysterious illness, and he was better after a few days. This was just a normal practice for you now, and you thought nothing of it. You grabbed Jake’s arm and headed towards the car after some quick goodbyes with the squad. After ignoring his protests, you somehow managed to wrestle him into the passenger seat.

“Y/N, I don’t need to be babied. I’m fine. Promise,” He was seriously trying to convince you nothing was wrong when he looked that rough? Nope. You nodded your head and pretended to agree before handing him a cold pack you keep in your vehicle for this exact purpose. “I’m a grown man, Y/N/N. I can handle myself.” You wished he could handle his whining.

“Listen, I know, but sometimes you need someone to take care of you and that’s what I’m here for.” You looked into his sparkling orbs while awaiting a response. Jake broke eye contact before he spoke. 

“Why? Like, I understand Phoenix and Baby On Board, they’re your friends, but me? I’m not anyone’s friend. That’s why they call me Hangman, I’ll hang anyone out to dry, you don’t seem to care though. You saw the pictures from the barbeque, I’m only in them because of you. And I’ve never gone out of my way to be nice to you, the opposite has occurred actually, so why are you so nice to me?” After his rant, Hangman looked devoid of breath and all emotions while sitting in your passenger seat. Your never ending kindness just made him feel worse for what he had done. 

“Oh honey, don’t discount yourself based on what other people say and do, that way of living makes you miserable. Because you’re not Hangman to me, you’re just Jake. I separate the work from the people. There really isn’t a reason why I take care of y’all when you’re sick, it’s just something I like to do because I know any of you would have my back the second I called. Don’t worry about it.” You desperately wanted to reach out and hold him, but that might’ve crossed a line, so you instead laid your palm face up on the center console to grab if he wanted to. Almost instantly, Jake reached for your hand and clutched it in his. The real reason you cared for Hangman was because you saw him for who he really was. Someone who needed attention and a little kindness, but hid it with narcissism and bravado. You’d never tell him that though. The rest of the drive was made in silence, besides the low tones of the radio and the sounds of the wind in the background. Making a stop at your favorite pizza place, you left the car on and quickly ran in to retrieve your to-go order. Finally, you arrived at your home and led Jake inside where you went to grab plates and some lemonade. “Sit. Go on, I just have to run to the kitchen and grab a few things.” 

Before you could leave to the kitchen, he uttered out, “Y/N. We need to talk. I did something I’m not exactly proud of and I need to man up and take credit for it.” He seemed nervous, fidgeting with the button on his jeans and bouncing his leg. In an attempt to calm him down, you placed a hand on his knee to stop the bouncing. 

“Okay, you have my full attention, but I need you to calm down first. Take some deep breaths, actually, we can take them together.” After you led him in a few deep breaths, there were a few moments of silence that preluded his confession. 

“I want to start off by saying that our friendship means a lot to me. You mean a lot to me...well, I saw you in a compromising position when I was looking through your phone earlier… and instead of looking away, I kept swiping and watching more.” You couldn’t help bursting out into a fit of giggles at his confession. 

“You’re freaking out because you saw my porn?” you paused to continue your laughter, having to wipe tears from your eyes. “Shit, I’m sorry. It’s funny how tore up you were about it when it was my bad. I forgot to move it to My Eyes Only. No worries.” Jake was stunned, he just admitted to watching your self made porn videos, and instead of being angry you laughed. This didn’t help the guilt still festering in his chest. “It must’ve been really good because you’ve never left the bar with a woman that looks like me before. So I’m surprised that you even watched one of them.”

“Don’t do that. Hit me, scream at me, give me a talking to like I’m a child, just don’t do that. I need to do something to make it up to you.” He’s really too good for his own good. “And by the way, you’re totally my type. I haven’t brought any women home from the bar or anywhere for that matter because they aren’t you.” Jake brought his hand up to your face to cup your cheek.

“Oh, I get it now. You aren’t actually sorry, you just feel guilty. I mean… nevermind.” The anticipation was killing him.

“Tell me, I said anything.” Your mouth twisted into a smirk at his words. 

“Well… if you’re really sure, you can help me make another one.” Jake looked at you with wide eyes and mouth agape. “You can do it right? I recall you saying something about the ladies being very interested in how hung Hangman was, and I’m intrigued.” Before you could say anything else, Jake picked you up. “Jake put me down. You’re going to hurt yourself.”

“Darlin’, what do you think I lift all those weights for? These muscles aren’t just for show. Now, hush talking bad about yourself and point me in the direction of the bedroom.” You gave up your protests because they were falling on deaf ears. Silently, you pointed him to the bedroom. After he entered you apologized for the mess when he placed you onto the bed. “Don’t apologize sweetheart, you do that too much at work anyway. I’m telling you you’re too nice.”

“Listen. I’m nice because there’s too much darkness in this world, and I brighten it one person at a time.” That was an excuse, because you truly didn’t know why you were so nice, you just were. It didn’t mean you let people disrespect and run over you. The nature of your person depended on your kindness. Maybe because of the movie you saw where the fat girl was told she couldn’t be fat and a bitch. You were pulled out of your thoughts by Jake placing a kiss on your stomach. 

“Y/N? You with me honey?” You nodded yes to confirm. “You look like you spaced out for a sec. Can I take these off?” he said while gesturing to both of your clothes. Not saying anything, you removed your top and pants, remaining in your undergarments. “Goddamn… sorry, you just look so…”

Worried he was judging you and your body, you distracted him, “You can take yours off. By the way, we don’t have to record if you don’t want to. I just want you to be comfortable, and that’s part of the reason I haven’t set the phone up yet.” Although Jake was confident, you understood that everyone had body issues and confidence problems.

“Darlin’ I’m down for whatever you want. I’m fine with recording because I want you to remember the first time we made love,” following the statement he coughed loudly to cover up the end. “Sorry, like I was saying, I want you to remember the best sex of your life so of course we can record it.”

“Don’t give me that bravado Seresin. The jury’s out on that right now.” You finally set your phone up on your tripod to a good angle and started the film, then returned to your seat at the edge of the bed. “So what now? I’ve done this plenty of times alone, but never with anyone else and I don’t know what you’re into.”

“You.” You cocked your head at him, but ultimately decided to dismiss the statement. Jake situated himself to where you were straddling his lap and his mouth was right by your ear. “I forgot to ask, but can I kiss you?” You shook your head yes and waited on him to make a move. Jake slowly moved away and then brought your lips to his. Your lips moved in sync like the two of you had been together for years, there was no awkwardness to it. Jake moved you off of his lap and laid you back on the bed. He sat back towards his heels and looked down at you. Normally, this would make you uncomfortable, but you felt validated under his gaze, regardless of how terrible of a person he was supposed to be. After a few moments of admiring your body, he placed his body on top of yours and started placing kisses down the expanse of your shoulders and chest. He acted like he was avoiding your boobs, they were still clothed, there wasn’t much damage to be done. So you lightly pushed his face into them.

“Jake, you don’t have to be scared of my boobs, we’re about to fuck.” You both laughed at the sentiment. He ignored your diss and continued to kiss down your body, paying special attention to the stretch marks around your navel. Before continuing any further, he reached up and began palming your breasts. Not distracting himself from his earlier objective, he looked up at you for confirmation before hooking his fingers under the band of your underwear to slide them down your thighs and onto the floor. You relaxed into the bed as he licked a stripe up your pussy. He continued pleasuring you with his tongue before adding a finger into your tight heat. Once he began pumping it in and out of you, you were yearning for more. Jake sensed this and added another finger. As he increased the speed of his fingers going in and out of you, your moans increased in volume. “I don’t want my neighbors to hate me. One second.” Ever considerate, you put a pillow over your face, before Jake promptly removed it.

“Fuck ‘em. Let me hear you darlin’.” He resumed his earlier motions and started making tight circles on your clit with his fingers. Your moans somehow got louder, you felt like the entire block could hear you. Sensing and hating your insecurity, Jake began swallowing your moans in a kiss. Right as you were about to cum, he pulled his fingers out of you, “You ready to take all of me?” 

With a rasp in your voice, you replied, “Yeah, I can take it.” Jake pulled his boxers down and threw them off to the side. Shit. You handed him a condom out of the nightstand and put it on his dick. He lined himself up with your entrance and pushed in slowly. It was a stretch, but quickly turned pleasurable. “Jake, more.” He quickly obliged and began slamming into you at a speed paralleled with the F-18s he flew for a living. Already sensitive from the orgasm you almost had, you were quickly nearing your peak again. Ever perceptive, Jake moved one of his hands back down onto your clit. “I’m almost there,” your back was arched and your hands fisting the sheets. 

“Cum for me sweets.” So you did, and Jake followed soon after emptying his spend in the condom. He slowly pulled out and went to turn the camera off before cleaning the two of you up. “Wanna watch it? After I clean us up, of course.” You agreed, and you and Jake spent the next few hours critiquing the original tape and coming up with ideas for the next one.

[a3day]

A3DAY Extended Commentary: KAI "Rover" (2023)

DISCLAIMER - An Album a Day is my exploration into the Korean music scene. This blog, just like my podcast, will cover mainstream, indie and some underground artists within the scene and provide both factual and opinionated commentary. The biggest benefit to sharing my thoughts this way is that it will hopefully expose you to more great music and exploration of your own.

When assuming membership in one of South Korea's most well-recognized idol groups, I'm willing to believe that creating solo work is not only a deeply desired opportunity, but a rites of passage. Clearly, it's allowed Kim Jong-in a.k.a. Kai to break away from the mold (or "colors," as K-pop often refers to the energy, styling, and expectations) of SM Entertainment's EXO with two mini-albums.

With this third outing, "Rover," sounds unexpected. There's some familiar deliveries, but you damn near can't put your finger on which EXO album clued you in that he could do what he's going to do on this project. You can't even fully place it on the same shelf as "Peaches," his second mini-album birthed 16 months before this one. If his debut mini-album was sexy-sexy-dance-dance-smooth, then the second was tongue-in-cheek-sweet-sweet-vibes... and this one is grown-grown-borderline-AOMG/H1GHR Music.

You can't just jump around like that, Kaihonetta... don't do me us like this... it's dangerous. (And yes, that is pronounced Kai-ho-netta.)

SM used far better words than I have to express the variety of this album, stating,

KAI has presented different concepts for each solo album released so far, such as 'Mmmh' with a restrained sexiness and 'Peaches' with a sweet vibe, proving that he is a 'world-class performer' who will never let you down. Expectations are rising for the unique music and performance that he will show through this album.

Let's get into the breakdown of what we're hearing, feeling *clears throat* and sensing on "Rover," track by track.

Rover - Bulgarian pop done Kai's way

You've read that right: this song is a reinterpretation of Bulgarian pop star Dara's song, released on Virginia Records. SM embraces covers and the fact that Kai's production team stayed true to the original music and arrangement is a win.

At bare minimum, the chorus is catchy enough to get a little body movement from its listeners. In my case, I keep mixing parts of it in my head with another track on the album, which we'll get to soon enough.

EDIT: Since writing this on album release day, I've come across several conversations on Twitter about this song and how Kai "copied it." We know there are instances of blatant plagiarism in South Korean pop entertainment but this is not the case here. Permission was sought, granted and publicly acknowledged.

It takes so little to search the Internet for reputable reporting and notations about major and indie label work. This was a perfect opportunity to use those keyboarding skills to find the truth.

While I understand that not everyone is engrossed in music to the point of wanting to know who's who and what's doing what, these arguments against Kai's reinterpretation are ignorant. Checks and cheques have cleared.

Listen to my reaction to this song below

Black Mirror - "Boomerang~~ boomerang~~" A song produced with the sounds of its time for mid-trap music, the track wins because it's not overwhelming the auditory experience. Kai plays with pitch and tone throughout the entire track as he speaks about watching someone with provocative angles and enticing interactions. It's easy enough to ignore the music in favor of his delivery. He sounds comfortable yet arrogant and it works. It works very well, indeed.

Slidin' - This man is talking about adult extra-curricular activities

The mood is set as soon as the song comes on. It's a mellow tempo that encourages the body to loosen up and one's head to bob to the beat. Thus, I thought the title was about sliding into one's DMs. It seemed right and my ass was wrong. Kai said, "Slidin'/Strip it down, take it off/Slidin'/You can leave it all to me/Come wrap me up, closely."

It's easy to get lost in the melodic experience but if you take the time to familiarize yourself with the lyrics in the language of your choosing, then you'll find this song to be a solid statement of adulthood without giving too much away.

Bomba - Reggaeton and redundancy

I must preface this by saying that I'm a member of a reggaeton household. I can't escape it when I hop in the car nor can I run from it when my partner is lounging around the house. It takes very little effort to identify its typical instruments; and it's not that I don't enjoy it, but that I am burned out on it.

Now that my truth has been revealed, this song would not work any other way. "Bomba" is on trend, gives a few words in Spanish to make it feel authentic, and has ear worm capacity that syncs with "Rover" (unintentionally?) well.

Say You Love Me - The hip-hop soul track that fits multiple vocals

Let's look at this first from the artistic styling before my fangirl antics surface. The team behind this track must hide behind the mild description given by SM for the song to avoid pearl-clutching behaviors. The label gives us this:

''Say You Love Me'' is a hip-hop R&B song, which directly expresses the wish to have love confirmed in precise words.

Call it a nice way of saying what one with certain life experiences could pick up on: this song isn't playing around with words but seeking physical confirmation. This isn't uniquely Kai's, per se, not in the way we think of "Confession," for example. This track could have found a home with the deliveries of GOT7's Yugyeom and/or Jay B, Bluewoods, or even Dean if he felt like coming back. Any male artist willing to ride the lyrical cadence could have done it, but it's nice to have Kai challenge himself in this way.

Where's the fangirl antics, you say? I scream, you scream, we're all screaming, "Kai, PLEASE." PLEASE! What the hell do you mean, asking me to wake up and feel the mood and "just feel when I move"?!? HUH?!?! BLANKET THREATS, SIR. You're throwing around blanketed threats!

Sinner - A powerful close to a literal phase in an entertainer's life

We've heard Kai use music before to (allegedly) process feelings of heartbreak and loss as a member of EXO but this felt like it was seeking retribution and forgiveness with his fans. After all, we know that sooner than later, his time to serve his country through military service is coming. Could his pleas for punishment with an immediate re-embrace be thoughts about the inevitable next thing? Regardless if this interpretation is true or not, the song rests on a simplified beat and contemplative piano. The baseline and kick drum could deliver more, as it feels a bit apprehensive soulfully, but it doesn't diminish the message.

MY OFFICIAL RANKING

K-pop fans, on a scale of 1 to 5 where 5′s essential listening and 1′s not worth mentioning, the A3Day ranking for Kai's third album is 4. He's provided three albums that have captured the colors of three periods in his life and this one feels like a man on the cusp of new experiences away from the limelight. I enjoyed it and look forward to what's next to come.

[magicalgirlagency]

I know you're just on your second week of tarot documenting, but I'm curious about something: Is this tarot routine working out for you? It's alright if you don't feel like answering.

I guess so, yeah?

As of late, I've been growing so obsessed with getting a job, just so I could earn money to afford my hobbies and be more independent and free. I've also found a psychologist who can give me my autism diagnosis, and I'll get proper benefits and support once I got it.

Oh, and I've also been volunteering for extra-curricular projects at a special ed. school three times per week. The folks there are so nice; they treat me and my brother with so much love and care! I'm so lucky to be surrounded by such kind people!

So far, my cards have always been about how my intelligence and passion are my greatest qualities, how they can be used to achieve personal goals and to my absolute best at avoiding obstructions.

[principallajara]

Shout out to both the Girls on the Run & Drama Club after school clubs that have been working hard this year to push past their physical limits and grown in their confidence. Parents, please remember that Girls on the Run is for 3rd through 5th graders and Drama Club is for 6th through 8th graders. Please reach out to Counselor Hudson for Drama Club information and Ms. Wy for Girls on the Run specifics.

Many people, parents and others alike, wonder about the benefits of having after school activities like Girls on the Run and Drama Club. They require resources to maintain and effort from students and staff. They also don't guarantee your kids will be track stars and famous actors. These extracurricular activities have many benefits for our students and it's time we talked about some of them.

Running is a fantastic form of exercise that offers many benefits for both physical and mental health. From a physical standpoint, running is great for cardiovascular health, as it helps to strengthen the heart and lungs, and can also help to lower blood pressure and reduce the risk of chronic diseases such as diabetes and obesity. Teaching children at a young age to appreciate running will give them foundation for maintaining their health as they get older. Running tones and strengthens muscles throughout the body, particularly in the legs and core. Mentally, running is a great way to relieve stress and improve mood, as it releases endorphins that can help to boost feelings of happiness and well-being. This is especially important for children and teens who are learning to regulate and manage their emotions. Running also improves focus and concentration, which can be useful in both personal and educational settings. Overall, running is a fantastic form of exercise that offers numerous benefits. 

While Running improves students physical and mental health, Drama improves students creative and social skills. Drama clubs provide an opportunity for students to express themselves creatively and develop their artistic talents, through acting, singing, dancing, and stage design. Drama clubs also help students to develop the important life skills of  public speaking, teamwork, and innovation. Through participating in productions, students learn to work collaboratively with others, both on and offstage, and to take on responsibilities that help to build their confidence and self-esteem. Additionally, drama clubs can be a great way for students to form new friendships and to build a sense of community within their school.

Extras curricular activities are often overlooked and underappreciated because we consider them extra but they're honestly essential for helping our youth grow into full and vibrant leaders of tomorrow. 

[tinyhandsonmyapron]

06.09.2023

Shouting into the tumblr void is a form of journaling, right?

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I think I've made peace with the fact that I'll never be a stay at home mom again. I am still struggling in a major way to find a job that gives me the flexibility to show up for Lovebug in the ways that are important to me.

I do believe day care, in particular research-based academic focused day cares, can be extremely beneficial. So I'm not upset he's in day care.

I hate that he's there from 7:45 to 5:15 every day, I feel like that's too long at his age.

And I especially hate that I don't have a ton of sick leave, so my mom takes him to his well-checks and if he's sick either she takes care of him or I find a babysitter. Which is stupid because we pay her as much as I get paid. And with my parents moving to upstate New York this fall, I'm going to be scrambling on a regular basis to find care for him or begging to take time off.

I'm strongly considering the possibility that I may not be able to keep an 8-5 office job, even if I do like what I do and get to make a positive impact on the environment. Environmentalism has always been a core value for me, and I feel like I'm betraying myself and the environment by not working in my field when I have the qualifications to do so.

But realistically, I may need a job with flexible hours or where I set my own schedule. And it would have the benefit of being able to show up for my son when he needs me. And as he gets older, to be the kind of mother that's involved in his academics and extra-curriculars like I want to be. And when we have more kids to do the same, and accomplish other goals for myself like breastfeed until at least a year.

Of course, those jobs are limited, and have their own many challenges. All I can think of so far is editing, real estate agent, travel agent, and insurance agent. All being commission based (read: income insecurity) and are jobs where I can't clock out at leave work at work.

Maybe I just don't know what all is out there. But I don't have an unlimited skill set either.

Anyway. All that to say, I'm very uncomfortable with the uncertainty, I'm disappointed at the prospect of leaving my dream career field, and I'm scared of the potential failure that comes with commission based jobs. But I also hurt so bad at my current situation, I'm scared of how much worse it will get when we're all on our own, and I want so desperately to be the involved mom I always thought I would be.

I have time to think on it, that's the one positive. September is significant because it is both the projected month for my parents' move and when Dearest will have insurance coverage for all 3 of us at zero cost. So I can't leave my job until September anyway so that we don't lose our health care coverage.

I just don't know which way to go, and I don't want to count my chickens before they hatch, but I'm also already unhappy with how my job impacts my role as a mother.

[boardingschoolsofindia]

How Can a Girls Boarding School Be a Better option for Your Daughter?

Finding a boarding school comes with hundreds of questions. It can be even more difficult when it's about your daughter. While there are two types of schools to choose for your girl child for their growth and safety. 

Co-ed, which could be a better option for parents who want to give their daughters a chance to learn with boys and compete with them, find their strengths and weaknesses through healthy competition, and make a better world together. 

However, if you want your daughters to be surrounded by an environment where they can feel safe with other girls. They can also feel equally valued without being compared with their male counterparts. That can provide them with better opportunities to grow and learn. Boarding schools for girls would be the most appropriate option. 

There are many other benefits of sending your daughters to boarding school. 

Girls boarding schools provide a secure environment for girls

Parents mostly worry about their daughters' safety and security. Girls' boarding schools are the best option to ensure that, as they focus solely on girls' safety, with the majority of instructors and staff being female. 

Additionally, they take all steps and measures to ensure each child's safety and security. From CCTV cameras and tight security arrangements to a safe and healthy environment, girls boarding schools offer everything a parent looks for to ensure their daughters’ safety at a school. 

Girls boarding schools teach discipline

Discipline can be the most valuable benefit of studying at a boarding school. Boarding schools generally focus on developing punctuality, humility, and proper manners in young girls. To prepare them to be global citizens of the country. 

Girls' boarding schools focus on discipline and teach each student this virtue. Pupils learn the value of self-discipline and grow a strong sense of responsibility by complying with rules and regulations, as well as a rigid code of conduct.

Girls boarding schools promote academic excellence

Academics is another big concern among parents when sending their daughters to a boarding school. However, many boarding schools in India offer excellent residential and academic facilities, along with extra- and co-curricular activities. 

Girls boarding schools place a strong emphasis on academic achievement and offer students the tools and resources they need to thrive in their studies. These schools provide everything a child needs to succeed academically, from knowledgeable and committed teachers to well-equipped classrooms and libraries. 

Girls boarding schools provide personal growth

Holistic growth is one of the most prominent benefits of boarding school. Like many other boarding schools in India, girls' boarding schools offer an environment that encourages personal development. Home distractions allow pupils to think deeply and reflect on their lives. They realize their full potential, improve themselves as people.

Girls boarding schools help in child’s overall development.

Girls' boarding schools place an emphasis on comprehensive development. This is due to their belief that education extends beyond academic excellence. These schools provide equal opportunities for girls to participate in numerous extracurricular activities to ensure that each girl child grows up to be a confident and independent lady. 

A girls boarding school has something for everyone, from athletics and theater to music and dance. This aids a child's general growth and allows them to discover their talents and hobbies. As a result, there are various advantages to sending your girl kid to a boarding school. If you are looking for the top girls boarding school in India, The Heritage Girls School should be your first pick, in my opinion.

Conclusion 

Girls boarding schools can be a better option for your daughter, as they aim at making students experience and appreciate success, along with developing strength in a broad range of spheres. They also develop self-confidence, self-awareness, and self-respect among students, while teaching them to appreciate cultural and spiritual aspects of life.

If you want to know where and which are the finest boarding schools for girls, please visit our website, @boardingschoolsofindia

[dungeons-are-too-cold]

Steve was literally prom king in 1985, he mentioned that to Robin. Yeah he didn't have close friends, like Tommy and Steve, but he was still popular enough. Maybe Billy dethroned him as king Steve, however it was established he's charming. It will take more than Billy for him to drop the social ladder, especially after ditching Tommy and Carol he seemed to appear nicer. He was popular for a reason, people in general liked him I don't think that just goes away, especially because he didn't do anything horrible, besides getting rid of his old buddies. I don't think Steve was suddenly a lonely loser eating alone in the bathroom. Steve is a social person, he knows how to talk to people. The least he had is school friends. Him not being able to flirt in s3 after Nancy is completely different than making friends in general.

i don't remember the prom king line so thank you for bringing that up! i do think he was relatively well liked, im not saying he was like cast aside or dropped to like "loser" or "outcast" levels of like social standing.

that aside though, you can be relatively well liked and still not have like a solid footing in high school. Like, i had tons of friends, people generally liked me, i got along well with everyone, i had someone to talk to and chat with in every class i ever took, was super involved in extra curricular activities, and yet i found myself alone a lot at school, sitting by myself in the library or the bathroom, crying my fucking eyes out cuz i was lonely.

like, being popular and having your people i feel a very different concepts, especially in an environment like high school that operates on this relatively sedentary social ecosystem. If steve always sits with tommy and carol, like we see in season 1, and they are suddenly not sitting together, sitting in the cafeteria might not even be an option anymore because at that point in the school year, theres this kind of established flow of cafeteria life. People sit in the same seats with the same groups every day. Now in season 2 you see he spends time with Nancy in the library, steve probably played basketball at lunch with the team or practiced his sport, but he wasnt really like close with jonathan, ya know? but at least he had nancy. He's still getting invited to parties and stuff, but he spends all of his time with nancy, because yes she is his girlfriend and he loves her, but at this point nancy is all thats like left of steve's people. Its clear theres an antagonistic sort of energy between steve and tommy, and tommy has some social pull still to a certain degree.

back to high school bullshit, when you and someone who operate in the same social circle are fight? it makes that social circle nearly unbearable, but there isnt really a full escape because you have the same friends the same classes the same extra curricular activities, etc.

i do like to try and take comfort in steve being a social person, post season 1 he's probably much more pleasant to be around, but he is not a smooth talker. Tommy was the loudmouth, and steve kinda just reaped the benefits of that i think, cuz you can see in season 2-3 that he's insecure, he's running on a script that doesn't really work anymore, and he's kinda awkward. He's not good with words when he has to be at the forefront of things. Take his essay as the first example of that. When he's left up to his own devices, his words don't exactly make sense or fit together. When he doesn't have a system or script to fall back on, he flounders.

This is seen even further in seasons 3-4 where you see steve relying on these high school systems he's learned to work so well, but now that he's not tied to all of it in this post Tommy and post billy world, its not working.

i'm not saying he's some sort of self pitying sad loser boy, but i am saying he probably didn't feel all that secure ya know? like, he's clearly defeated when he doesn't get to leave hawkins, when he doesn't get in anywhere, because he needs something new. He's stuck where he's at and its not working for him.

idk i didn't mean to like make this a long post lol, but yeah i think that there could be a lot of stuff going on in his head and in his life that might contradict some of the assumed social life of our dear dear steve. I'm not saying hawkins high like threw him to the side and discarded him, he wasn't some teen-movie-john-hughes social reject, but he was probably lonely and probably struggling even if it seemed like everyone liked him well enough, that doesn't necessarily mean you feel close to anyone. Being liked and having friends can be two separate things

this is all just like my brain stuff i like to chew on when im bored and wanna think about steve harrington <3