#but then it just snowballed into all this

[gingerbreedreads]

Coach’s Cameras 

Locker room cameras makes some players show off for coach.

"No, no the shower cameras are fake." Explained Coach Huntly. He was on the phone with the athletic director. There had always been horseplay in the showers after practice, but after a slip and fall led to injury, Coach had to take some action.

"It'll put a little fear in them." Said Coach. Of course, Coach installed real cameras. He'd always had a leering eye for his boys. The few glances here and there had excited him. Calling team captains into his office as they come out of the shower, dripping and nearly naked, was a thrill. Now he'd have a full view.

The next practice there was a mix of fear and confusion on the players faces. These all-Americans boys weren't used to feeling consequences for their actions, but Coach was firm about it. 

As Coach loaded up his laptop in his office he heard his players' grumbling though the microphone.

"It's gotta be illegal bro."

"No way it's actually real dude."

"Where even is it?"

While some jocks hunched shyly, most seemed indifferent. One boy, a rookie player named Mitch, was clearly on a mission to find the camera. When his eyes locked on the lens, it felt like he was staring right into Coach's eyes. Huntly's dick jumped in his short shorts, and Mitch's dick did too. The exhibitionist had found an audience.

Mitch helicoptered his dick, tugging on it until it was erect for all to see. The other guys laughed.

"Nothing's stopping Mitch, I guess."

"Yo Mitch, you giving Coach the same show we always get?"

Coach Huntly slid his shorts down, massaging his hard dick through his jock. It was clear that Mitch's displays were a regular thing. 

"You like that Coach?" Mitch said, smirking at the camera. "Hey Luke, let's show Coach what we do in the shower when we win."

Luke was a bigger guy, a gentle giant, who's round ass had been facing the camera the whole time. Mitch gave it a slap, and Luke jumped. He turned, showing Coach that Luke was just as turned on as Mitch.

"C'mon Mitch, not on camera!"

"There's no way that's real dude. And even if it's real, might as well show Coach what you'd do to be team captain next year." Mitch teased, and he slapped Luke's thick swollen cock. Luke doubled over and groaned. Mitch took the opportunity to shove his cock in Luke's mouth and start face fucking him. 

There were cheers, groans, and a few eye rolls from the team. Some players left and toweled off, some got closer to the action, stroking at the view, while others hung back and just watched.

The team captain, a trim ginger named Joe came up behind Luke. He buried his face in Luke's cheeks. Luke's body shook. The three of them moaned in cycles. Joe looked right to the camera and said 

"Coach I hope you're taking notes, cause I want you to eat my ass like this."

The shower had devolved into an amateur peep show. The team, either in defiance or bravado, took turns showing off for Coach, though Mitch, Luke, and Joe were clearly the most eager about the situation. Soon a few of the lurk and jerk jocks started to bust. A few eager boys took loads while others tried to shoot to the wall for distance.  

Mitch, Luke, and Joe had started a three way kiss in the center of the open shower. Mitch and Joe were jerking Luke and rubbing his taint, until he bucked shooting his load into Joe's hand. Joe swiftly smeared the load on Luke's face and the three of them continued kissing, snowballing to the cheers of the few left in the shower. Joe and Mitch both jerked themselves off and added their loads to the sticky kiss. 

Coach wanted to wait to the bitter end but seeing this, he busted into his jock. He bit his lip to keep from moaning. His dick didn't droop one bit as he stayed glued to the screen. A bit of ass slapping and teasing persisted as the boys toweled off.

Mitch called out as he left "see you later Coach, ya pervert!" Luke and Joe tried to sush him.

There was a few moments of total silence in the locker room and Coach's adjoining office. Then Coach scrubbed the video back to the start and watched the shower again and again And again.

—-

Coach found it challenging to look at his players in the same way the next day. He needed to be cool about this if he wanted another show. Sure enough when the boys took to the shower there was more posturing and jerking, though it seemed the novel thrill of being on camera had worn off for a few of them. 

Mitch, Luke, and Joe still led the pack, but most days it was a simple jerk and swallow in the shower. 

By the following week the rhythm had become predictable to Coach Huntly. The approach, the laughter, the joshing before the sexual drive in the boys took over was routine, all while Coach watched on his screen in the next room, rubbing himself through his jock.

It came as a surprise when Coach heard someone in his office.

"Damn Coach, you really are a perv!"

Coach whipped around to see Mitch, and Joe standing in towels, still dripping from the shower. He did a double take to his computer and to his confusion saw Mitch and Joe in the shower too.

"Whaaa?" was all Coach could get out before Joe interrupted.

"These WiFi camera are so easy to patch into. You'd think he'd have recognized he's watching Tuesday again huh?" Said Joe smirking and tenting his towel.

"Clearly he's just happy for the view. I mean look at him."

Coach tried to cover up his even more erect pouch. His head was spinning. He needed to get control of this.

"Get out of here boys, this isn't what it looks like."

As Coach reached down to pull his pants up, Mitch grabbed the laptop off the desk. 

"Hey!" 

But Mitch was already darting off into the locker room. Coach shuffled after him pants halfway up his legs. As Mitch arrived in the locker room he shouted into the shower.

"Well boys we were right, Coach is very happy to watch the game day footage."

"Boys this isn't what it looks like."

"Isn't it?" Said Joe as he grabbed Coach's pants and jock and yanked them down. Coach's hard, thick eight inch cock bounced for all to see. Luke, who was heading out of the shower just stood there slack jawed. 

"None of this leaves this room or you'll be off the team forever. Do you hear me?" Coach bellowed, but his grip on the team was slipping.

Mitch just smiled and said, "None of these videos can leave this room or you'll be out of a job forever, Coach."

Joe punctuated this blackmail with a hard spank on Coach's ass. Huntly knew now he was at the mercy of the lusty boys he'd been leering at. 

"What do you say we make coach the star of his next video boys?"

With a cheer coming from the large group shower, Mitch and Joe stripped Coach down and dragged him into the wet room. Careful to position him in the center the team went to work. Luke on his knees slobbered on Coach's hog, which Joe bent him over and ate his ass. Coach moaned but only before Mitch grabbed his face and pull him close.

"I want to see those eyes as you suck my dick."

Coach, like a puppy dog, looked up at the grinned Mitch as he leaned forward and started to blow him. 

The four of them, bucking and moaning got the rest of the team to a state of horny agitation. Someone asked,

"Hey Joe, you think Coach can take some punishment back there."

Joe spat on his finger and thrust it into his Coach. Huntly had taken poundings before, but never found himself ass up for a team of young studs like this. He shivered and Joe grazed his prostate.

"Oh yeah, he can take it." Joe stood up and using the body wash from the dispenser, pinned up his dick. Coach's eyes went wide as he felt Joe push in. Mitch just stared down and kept his gaze. 

"That's right Coach, you're ours now."

The next hour was a blur to ol' Huntly. He couldn't remember who was in his hole when, but he took a lot of his team. By the end a chant rose up.

"Cum on coach! Cum on Coach!"

They laid him flat on the shower floor and stood over him. Coach just looked up and saw a circle of hard jocks jerking over him. 

Pretty soon one boy busted, then another. They helped each other until they'd all pumped one load out. Mitch, made a point to cum all over Coach’s face, then pushed his load into coach's mouth.

The coach burst on himself to the cheers of the rest of the players.

"You get all that Joe?" Mitch called out.

"Yup, saved to the cloud."

Mitch patted Coach's red face. "I think I know what practice is going to look like now, if you don't want everyone to know what kind of pervert you are."

Coach could only sigh. He knew he was caught in a bind, but if this is the cost of being caught, he only wished it'd happened sooner.

Don’t ever drop the soap!! 😅

[fandom-susceptible]

AU where the Moonshadow assassins' bindings were specifically bound to avenge the death of the dragon prince, and when Rayla confronts Runaan on the ramparts he realizes the egg being alive renders their mission impossible, and he ends up rallying the other assassins to help bring the egg back to Xadia. They send an illusion to keep the guards distracted while they slip the boys out with the egg.

Everyone still ends up thinking Harrow is dead because the illusions aren't real so they aren't getting hurt by the guards, and it gives Viren an excuse. He realizes they're illusions but uses them to kill Harrow's body anyways, and pin the blame on the elves.

Rayla's cases to the other assassins for allowing her to return after being Ghosted are essentially their reasons for going along with this

Runaan didn't sign up for two more goddamn kids but here he is he guesses

I just started the rewatch so like, a lot would change because of this, but idk where to start. I think the boys would find out Harrow is dead way earlier, because all six assassins would notice their ribbon drop, and Runaan would just tell them the truth. Ez wouldn't head back immediately though, because there's legal processes to go through after a king's death and it should have taken longer to move on. They won't know about Viren moving up the timetable or Corvus trying to find them until the same time they do in the show.

For some reason I also keep imagining Corvus and Callisto with similar personalities so the idea of Corvus chasing six Moonshadow assassins and two little kids across Xadia, and one of the assassins clearly gets his vibe, is very entertaining to me at the moment.

One or two of the elves may even return with Corvus and Ezran when he does go back. Zym's forgiveness of Rayla would cause all of their bindings to fall off (based on Runaan's binding disappearing in the show), and they'd go back to Katolis at the new king's side. Ram and Callisto, maybe. And then we have a whole new plot with new stakes as Viren whips up animosity against them when they've appeared in allegiance with Ezran.

I might have more thoughts on this later.

[inky-writing]

Valentine's Day Headcanons with the Cullens

Carlisle

Carlisle would spend Valentine’s Day making sure you felt absolutely cherished and cared for.

He’d surprise you with a handwritten letter in his elegant script, expressing just how much you mean to him.

If you have a busy day, he’d offer to take care of anything you need—whether it’s running errands, organizing your schedule, or just being there to support you (not that he doesn’t do it every other day).

He’d plan a candlelit dinner for the two of you (despite not eating himself), setting the table with roses and a small gift he knows you’ll adore, like a piece of jewelry.

Carlisle’s kisses are gentle but lingering, as though he wants to savor every moment with you. He’d end the night by holding you close, whispering soft reassurances about how deeply he loves you.

Esme

Esme is incredibly romantic, and she’d spend weeks planning a perfect Valentine’s Day for you.

She’d surprise you with a home-cooked meal. It’d be filled with all your favorite dishes.

Esme would also decorate the house with soft fairy lights, heart-shaped candles, and fresh flowers she picked herself, creating a dreamy atmosphere.

She’d love to spend time reminiscing, pulling out photo albums or sharing sweet stories of her past.

Her gift to you would be something handmade, like a custom piece of furniture or a heartfelt art piece that reminds her of your bond.

Esme’s hugs are warm and enveloping, and she’d end the night by telling you how grateful she is to have you in her life.

Edward

Edward would compose a song just for you and play it on the piano as a Valentine’s Day gift. It’d be hauntingly beautiful, full of emotion, and something he’d only ever share with you.

He’d surprise you with a late-night drive to a secluded spot, perhaps a meadow or a cliff overlooking the sea, where you could enjoy the quiet beauty of nature together.

Edward loves giving personalized gifts, so he’d likely gift you a first-edition book of your favorite novel or a handwritten poem.

He’s not big on grand displays, but his quiet, meaningful gestures, like pressing a kiss to your knuckles or tucking a stray hair behind your ear, would make you melt.

He’d spend the day asking questions about your dreams, genuinely wanting to know more about what makes you happy. He’d treasure every word you said.

Rosalie

Rosalie is more into grand gestures and would plan an extravagant Valentine’s Day to spoil you.

She’d take you on a luxury outing, maybe a shopping spree where she insists on buying you the things you’ve been eyeing..

Rosalie loves giving you things that make you feel confident and beautiful, so her gift might be a gorgeous outfit, jewelry, or something that makes you feel pampered.

Despite her tough exterior, Rosalie is fiercely protective and would use the day to remind you how important you are to her. She’d open up more emotionally, letting you see her softer side.

The night would end with her pulling you close, running her fingers through your hair, and saying something like, “I’ll always protect you, Y/N. You’re the most precious thing in my life.”

Emmett

Emmett’s Valentine’s Day plans would be fun and playful. He’d wake you up with breakfast in bed and maybe a cheesy Valentine’s card that makes you laugh.

He’d plan an adventurous day for the two of you, like a hike to a secluded waterfall, sledding in the mountains, or maybe an impromptu snowball fight (if there is snow).

Emmett is all about making you laugh, so expect lots of teasing, jokes, and maybe some playful wrestling (which you’re not winning).

His gift would be something playful but meaningful, like a scrapbook of your funniest and best moments together or a ridiculous plushie that reminds him of you.

By the end of the day, he’d tone down the energy, pulling you into his lap and wrapping his arms around you, whispering sweet but goofy things.

Alice

Alice is the queen of planning the perfect Valentine’s Day, and you’d wake up to a beautifully laid-out itinerary for the day (color-coded and all).

She’d take you out shopping for a new outfit in the morning, then whisk you off to a surprise destination, a picnic in a picturesque location or maybe even a spontaneous road trip.

Alice is big on surprises, so she’d likely gift you something she knows you’ve been wanting, even if you never told her directly (she’s seen it in a vision, after all).

She’d decorate the house with twinkling lights, rose petals, and everything in your favorite color, just to make it feel extra special.

Alice is incredibly affectionate, and she’d spend the whole day holding your hand, pulling you into spontaneous hugs, and peppering your face with kisses.

By the end of the day, she’d have one last surprise waiting for you, a private dance under the stars, with music playing softly in the background.

Jasper

Jasper’s love language is all about connection, and he’d spend Valentine’s Day focused on making you feel as loved and cherished as possible.

He’d use his gift to subtly calm any nerves or tension you might feel, making the day completely stress-free for you.

Jasper’s ideal Valentine’s Day would be a quiet, intimate evening together, just the two of you. He’d light candles, set the mood with soft music, and create a warm, inviting space where you could relax.

His gift to you would likely be a leather-bound journal or something classic and timeless, something that feels like him.

Jasper is a man of few words, but when he looks at you, his gaze says it all. You’d feel the full weight of his love in every small touch and every lingering kiss.

If you felt hesitant or shy about anything, he’d gently reassure you, his soothing voice and calm demeanor putting you completely at ease.

[jilymicrofics]

Our amazing writers have come together to sow a little extra love this Valentine's Day. Here to make everyone's heart blossom with joy at the astounding 19 fics!

Mia and Monty's Potion Shop by @tedwardremus for eclipsedechoesofmywords

After the death of his parents, James Potter takes over ownership of the family potion shop. He has to pass the Ministry's mandatory inspection to ensure he his following all safety regulations. Unfortunately for him, the Ministry inspector is his old Hogwarts rival and crush - Lily Evans.

Memories by @siriuslychessi for juniperpyre

James wants to show Lily a very special place in the castle but Lily is not patient enough to get surprised.

Neither Of Them by @eclipsedechoesofmywords for Constanzin

his wife by @juniperpyre for chiaraforfun

James interrupts an Order meeting to argue that Lily shouldn't be sent into the field under any circumstances. Lily is pissed, but kind of turned on. or Lily: you should be addicted to shutting the fuck up James: you wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid

Castles Made of Sand by @practicecourts for Annabtg

Every single member of the noble and most ancient house of Black has to show up, however unwilling he or she might be, to any Black family event. It's the cursed tapestry. Sirius Black has tried pretty much everything he can think of to get himself off of the blasted thing, nothing so far has worked, until he meets an old friend from school. Lily Evans is absolutely sure she'll manage to turn the prodigal son and heir of the Blacks into a persona non grata, within three dates. Everything goes about as well as you'd expect.

Second Time's The Charm by @tinyluminaryzombie for @abihastastybeans

James kisses Lily and then dashes, leaving her to devise a plan. The goal? To be James's girlfriend by the end of the night.

Like I lived my whole life before the first light by @annabtg for Annasghost

The spark between them flares into life on the first day and never goes out. Lily thinks nothing of it at first — it’s just there, and he’s just a boy — but over the years, as she grows up and learns of life, there are some moments where it shines brighter. A heavenly provision, one might say; a little ray of light to brighten the cold, damp February mornings. Or: Five Valentine stories where James Potter came first in Lily Evans's heart and the one time he didn't.

Second Chances by @annasghosts for Emmathecasualauthor

Headquarters, 9 pm. For James Potter, it’s another Order meeting. For Lily Evans, it’s the crack that threatens to tear her carefully constructed world apart and force her to face the past she fled five years ago.

Something Big by @chiaraforfun for jjameslily

James wants to do a snowball fight

In Love, With Extra Credit by @livelaughlovetoread for Eastwindmlk

He's annoying. He's a nerd. He's handsome. And, He's hers. A Seventh-year Fluffy Sexy Jily

The Space Between by @jjameslily for Nena-96

Trapped at the Three Broomsticks during a snowstorm, James never expected that a night spent with a certain sharp-tongued rival would stir up feelings he hadn’t realized were there.

I Bet You Think About Me by @wearingaberetinparis for neverenoughmarauders

“Do you think about it sometimes?” Her voice was soft, shy almost, and when he looked up in surprise he noticed that her face was pinker than it had been a moment before. “About -?” He trailed off. “Yeah,” she nodded. “I mean…” he started, feeling as if he might as well lay his soul bare if he were to admit to the fact that he had never stopped thinking about what had happened between them just over a year ago, “… do you?

a woman taken by the wind by @littlefoldedpaperstars for siriuslychessi

“What?” James asked, slightly offended that he was being kicked out. “What are you guys doing?” “Performing human sacrifices,” said Marlene, heavy on the sarcasm. “Drinking the blood of men,” said Lily, notably less sarcastic than Marlene. James didn't have a vampire fetish, but if that was what Lily was into, he would be cool with it. - Or: James is immediately enchanted when he meets Lily and her one-eyed cat. Lily thinks she'd be better off alone (not counting her four cats).

In the Cracks of Light by @emmathecasualauthor for wearingaberetinparis

He blinks several times, and Lily can tell he’s trying to work out what he’s seeing. Who he’s seeing. Then, whatever has been keeping him( from registering the sight in front of him falls, because he manages to speak. “Lily?” Her heart positively plummets. In which Lily Evans is a Muggleborn street thief, and her latest target is a man she hasn't seen since she was seventeen.

Hold My Hand by @neverenoughmarauders for practicecourts

Lily Evans has spent months convincing herself that keeping her distance is the best way to protect her and James' friendship. On September 1st, her resolve to keep away must come to an end. However, the summer has only served to have her heart ache more for James, which spells trouble.

(Un)Happy Accidents by @eastwindmlk for tedwardremus

James Potter wants to ask Lily Evans something important, but it seems like the universe is against him and he regales his misadventures to his friends.

Scene from a Marriage Proposal by @constancezin for tinyluminaryzombie

A Sunday Kind of Love by @formerlympp for littlefoldedpaperstars

Lily never would have imagined moving into a flat where three men already lived together and all she could hope for were relatively tidy, non-axe murderers, who would let her live in peace. But life had other plans for her, and it all started with a simple Sunday morning.

Date Night by @nena-96 for livelaughlovetoread

James meets Richard Evans before taking Lily out on a date, but it seems that Richard wants to make sure his daughter won't get into any sorts of mischief. As always chaos ensues. or "What in Merlins saggy balls is going on here?!" Lily shouted.

[dapperprincess]

I was responding to the part where you said not all afab people are affected by abortion bans. Medical misogyny is a facet of sex-based oppression and of misogyny in general (and sex-based oppression is just a facet of misogyny)

I never said that non-passing trans women dont get catcalled. I said that everyone knows that passing trans women get catcalled. I said nothing about non-passing trans women or any misogyny/homophobia they may experience. I was only making a point about how even the strictest radfem admits that trans women who pass experience social misogyny and emphasizing that this facet of misogyny was not what I was referring to.

I am a perisex trans man(I dont believe that pcos an intersex condition, but I have seen others on here claiming it is, so draw your own conclusions on what you’d like to call me on that front, since I am medically diagnosed.) I have extreme sex dysmorphia/gender dysphoria that affects my everyday life and has ever since I can remember. I have been involved with the trans community for over a decade. Trans community infighting is what got me where I am.(along with learning about trans healthcare in my area and the lack of laws to protect trans people from exploitative doctors) I never said it was exclusively trans women who perpetuate this bigotry, I just said it was heavily perpetuated within the trans community. It’s a problem no matter who is doing it. I also know of and follow trans women who speak up about this double standard.

The last line about the people “actually” hurting the community being radfems is only true if you label everyone who harms the community a “radfem.”

I would argue that the majority of people arguing against the creation of these words to describe the specific oppression experienced by trans people who were born with the reproductive system generally associated with gestating pregnancies have never actually read any type of radical feminism literature and could not even name our basic beliefs. Everyone, even dave fucking chappelle, wants to call themselves a “terf” for their various beliefs that contradict the claims made by the trans community, but just like not being an atheist doesnt make someone a christian, not believing in trans identities doesnt make someone a radical feminist. I am aware of the small group of trans women who call themselves trf (trans radical feminists) but once again, without the ideological beliefs backing their claim, they are just trans people who have come up with a set of ideas and called it radical feminism. In much the same way that I couldnt call myself a christian while actively not believing in any sort of god(or at least wouldnt be taken seriously as a voice on christian beliefs) these people should not be taken seriously as representatives of radical feminist beliefs.

I hate the lack of choice when it comes to representation. Do you think I voted jk rowling as the top rep of radical feminism? Do you think I agree with everything she says just because she says it? No, she’s just able to speak the loudest, and thus gets the most attention. We have no way of ending her term if she says something we disagree with. We cannot vote her out of office. She makes the loudest sound, and so she is our de facto representative, whether we like it or not.

I think much the same thing has happened to the trans community, with its representation not being the most agreed upon or the most liked, but the loudest person to yell about it. This leads to people in positions of privilege yelling louder than the more oppressed people who actually know what theyre talking about. As a result, the trans community has pursued mostly goals that help the already privileged (as has the radfem community in the west) leading to a snowball of changes that less privileged trans people cant even share their opinion on without being dogpilled by the more privileged ones who benefit.

Trans people deserve human rights and basic respect.

crazy to me how some people think conversion torture/forced detransition is actually a privilege when it happens to trans men/mascs

[demons-art-hell]

Lore expansion on Joel's role in gbau!

Exposition: Vampires, whilst a proven fact in gbau, are still rather mystic and generally unheard of Typically, they're thought of as near exitinct, when it truth they live under the radar in secret

Those with express features such as pointed ears tend to explain it away by being Elyian (very brief overview! I will get more into how vampires function in a seperate post)

Continued under the cut

Anyway, This being the case, there is lots of prejudice towards vampires, and plenty of blatantly incorrect information, particularly of old historical and/or fictional nature

After reuniting with Grian and Mumbo (and being introduced to Scar) at an unofficial homecoming (hosted by Gem & The Scotts because they wanted to show off perform), Joel takes an interest in writing about the project they're both a part of

Whilst there, however.. He notices how strange and different Grian is

First, and most prominently, his feathers have gold bands on their edges Now, Joel isn't an expert on hybrids, let alone avians, but surely it doesn't make sense for a feather pattern to suddenly change somewhere in adulthood

Following that, not only are his wings singed gold but so are his eyes... And they seem to glow with it?

Possibly least importantly, the man isn't wearing glasses This, by itself, isn't suspicious, but knowing how Grian was in his teens, he HATED contact lenses, and Joel knows he can't see for shit without his glasses

When broached on this, Grian clams up about his wings, muttering something of it being medical, but as for his eyes, his excuse comes in the form of switching to contacts, and, while he's at it, choosing coloured ones

Joel is unsatisfied with this answer, as it doesn't explain the glow his eyes appear to have, nor does he believe Grian would ever get over hating contacts, but he doesn't press further

Later on in the night, he notices a fuss as Grian hurries out into the bathroom

When he asks, Mumbo, who'd stayed behind to make space for him to leave, responds that Grian started having sudden nose bleeds recently

Odd

This is all strange behaviour, but nothing about this sets Joel off to investigate until the day he actually goes in for his article

And sees distinct bite marks on Grian's neck Ones he flusters about and hides quickly

And the whole thing just snowballs from there

Glowing eyes in the dark? Suddenly not requiring glasses? Having 'nosebleeds' where he could be going off to do who knows what Finding someone to feed off of perhaps?

He can't explain the gold in the wings, but it sure only adds to his suspicion!

Joel begins making excuses to remain at their project's headquarters, spinning some story about wanting to make more articles as he (not so) subtly begins digging into Grian

He notes many things like how he always seem tired, sometimes even passing out around the building, and eventually scrounges up from somewhere that he changed jobs, abandoning his own project due to 'not being able to partake in the contruction' anymore

He notes how little Grian goes outside and, when he does, how little he flies compared to when he last saw him

Perhaps the sun makes him tired? Weak enough to not fly? He certainlly seems sickly enough for it

The more time passes the further into a hole he digs himself, noting how Grian appears to recover from injury too fast, how he turns to face people just a fraction too early compared to when they call him, and him knowing things he shouldn't

Such as where someone is in the building, even if Joel KNOWS he hasn't seen them all day

It gets concerning, in fact, how much he puts into this

I love conspiracy theorist Joel He's incredibly suspicious of everything Grian does now, believing it to be an evil vampire plot of some sort I will probably try and write something on the makeshift homecoming, so that I can introduce more characters and their roles/magic in this au Note on the comic: A plaster is a band aid Also I call this a homecoming, but the school system in this universe will be closer to the British schooling system than the American one. Because I don't know anything about it. It confuses me Second notes: The 'project' Grian Scar and Joel are a part of is a hermitcraft equivalent. Eventually I will get everyone moving into the area! starting with Joel convincing Lizzie they should start up a second branch of their cafe there And the project Grian worked on before the incident is a life series equivalent! Alright! Good day, good evening, good night!

[deception-united]

hi! do u have any prompts or tips for writing miscommunication?

Hi, thanks for asking! Miscommunication is such a powerful tool in storytelling—it can create tension, humor, heartbreak, disaster, deepen conflict, and make relationships feel more real, all depending on how you use it. Here are some tips and ideas!

1. Give them a reason to misunderstand.

Miscommunication isn’t just about bad hearing or unclear words—it’s about perspective. Each character brings their own biases, fears, and assumptions into a conversation, which shapes how they interpret things.

Examples:

Misreading the other’s tone as disinterest or rudeness, or taking sarcasm seriously.

Being too embarrassed to ask for clarification and pretending to understand.

Hearing part of a conversation and assuming the worst before getting the full story.

2. Use context & distractions to twist the meaning.

Realistic miscommunication often happens because of outside factors, like background noise, stress, exhaustion, or missing context. If your character is in a high-stakes situation, they may be more likely to misinterpret things.

Examples:

Two characters are arguing, and one storms off before hearing the other’s explanation.

A message is delivered at the worst possible time, leading to an unintended misunderstanding.

Assuming they’re being talked about when the topic is something or someone else entirely.

3. Non-verbal miscommunication.

Miscommunication can come from texts, body language, cultural differences, or even personal insecurities—it doesn’t always have to be verbal.

Examples:

Assuming a friend is ignoring them when they’re actually distracted or dealing with something else.

Sending a message to the wrong person.

A nervous laugh at the wrong time, making it seem like they’re mocking someone’s pain.

4. Let it snowball, but not forever.

A small miscommunication can grow into something huge, but at some point, it should ideally be resolved. The longer it lasts, the more consequences it will have, which may be what you’re going for, but it also makes it more frustrating for the reader.

Examples:

Holding a grudge for months over a misunderstanding.

One person finally explains the truth, but the other is too stubborn to believe them—until undeniable proof forces them to see it.

5. Use miscommunication to reveal character flaws.

How your characters handle (or fail to handle) miscommunication can reveal a lot about them. Do they get defensive? Do they double down? Do they laugh it off? Their reaction can reveal a lot about their personality.

Examples:

Always assuming the worst and jumping to conclusions.

Refusing to admit they misunderstood and instead blaming the other person.

Habit of overexplaining, making things even more confusing.

Hope this helped! For more specific prompts, feel free to check out my previous post, linked here.

[fandomsandflyingstingrays]

@fantasybookgeek09 this was such a fun prompt, thank you!! I've never written a modern au before so I hope it came out okay!

“Since we only have five days left until the holidays, I’m going to go easy on you guys this week. You’ll be doing some fun group work— but it still counts towards your final grade, so don’t slack off.”

Rayla slumped in her chair, not quite sure if it was out of relief or disappointment. She was thrilled not to be getting a third essay to work on over the Christmas “break”, but group projects could be… unpredictable. 

“I’ll be assigning you into pairs—" the typical wave of groans erupted from the student body— “to write and illustrate a short original story based on the themes we’ve been discussing in class. You can divide up the work however you see fit, but you have to contribute at least something to the writing and the art.”

Okay. Rayla could work with that. The short story she’d done in her freshman year had won an award, and she was certain her recent work was even better. And as for the art? Well, she could do some stylized swirls or something. Crossing her fingers under her desk, she prayed to be paired with someone better at drawing than she was. 

“…Ram, you’ll be working with Andromeda, and Rayla, you’ll be working with Callum.”

Rayla bit her tongue to keep from groaning out loud. She just had to make that wish, hadn’t she? 

Callum was a good artist, but that was about all he was good at. She’d been sitting two desks down from him all semester, and not a single class had gone by where he hadn’t been doodling instead of listening. She might as well kiss her grade goodbye. 

The bell rang, the more fortunate students around Rayla gathering into pairs to discuss their plans and get their project rubrics on the way out. But Callum just stowed his sketchbook in his bag, picked up his pens, dropped his pens, and scrambled to stow them, avoiding Rayla’s eyes all the while. She didn’t move, crossing her arms and staring him down. He wasn’t getting off that easily. 

Finally, he looked up at her. Or, slightly to the left of her. Rayla would take it.

“I want to figure out the plot of my— our story before we start working on it tomorrow. Are you free this afternoon?”

Callum nodded, a single, sharp jerk of his chin. “You could come over to my house?”

Well, that was easier than anticipated. Rayla had expected to cut through three excuses at least before he realized he couldn’t worm his way out of it. “Sounds like a plan.”

…

Another infuriating thing about Callum was that Rayla hadn’t needed to ask for his address, or even for directions to his house. Everyone knew where he lived, because it was an enormous mansion roughly the size of seven of Rayla’s houses put together, pretentiously seated on the hill over Katolis, visible from anywhere in town. And it only got more ostentatious up close. 

Pulling into the driveway— and circling around the fountain in the middle of it— Runaan let out a low whistle. “If they ask you to stay for dinner, make sure you smuggle out some of the cutlery. It could probably keep us in food for a year.”

Rayla laughed. “There isn’t enough money in the world to get me to stay for dinner. Nice try, though.”

Runaan smirked in return, clapping Rayla’s shoulder as she slid out of the car.

Rayla was fully expecting a butler to answer the door, so it came as a shock when it swung open to reveal Callum’s ten-year-old brother bouncing on the balls of his feet. 

“Hi, Rayla!”

“Hey, Ezran. How’ve you been?”

“Good!”

She smiled, relaxing slightly as Ezran waved her into the house with a flourish. They’d been on speaking terms ever since Rayla had pelted some kids with snowballs for teasing Ezran about talking to birds, and he was a sweet kid. A bit strange, but then, so was Rayla, in her own way. 

“Rayla! You made it!”

Rayla followed Callum’s voice to find him standing at the top of a real, actual marble staircase, framed by railings of golden filigree. Maybe she should try to make off with some cutlery.

“It was pretty hard to miss,” she said drily.

Callum flushed, but Ezran just laughed. 

Recovering, Callum managed to lead Rayla into a “living room” roughly the size of Katolis High’s gymnasium. At least it gave them plenty of room to spread out.

“All right,” Rayla said, pulling out the planning sheet they’d been given. “I already plotted out the storyline, so I just need you to tell me which sentence you want to write and what you want me to do for the illustrations.”

“Which sentence I want to write?”

Rayla glanced up at him, surprised by the offense in his tone. “Well, yeah. I want this to be good. I have a grade-point average to keep up, and—"

“And you think I’m a bad writer?”

“Writing well requires practice, Callum, and I’ve never seen you so much as take notes. You’ve always got your nose in that sketchbook. You’ve got it with you now!”

To prove her point, she snatched it up from the cushions between them. Callum yelped, reaching out for it.

“This thing must have hundreds of pages, and I’d bet you’ve done half of them in class.”

“Don’t!” 

Callum lunged for it, Rayla pulled back, and the sketchbook clattered to the floor to reveal…

Drawing after drawing of her.

Rayla froze. Callum buried his face in his hands.

“So you must think I’m pretty creepy.”

Rayla wasn’t sure what to think. She reached out and picked up the sketchbook again, and this time, Callum didn’t stop her. 

The sketches were… incredible. They looked like her— all the things she liked about herself, and all her imperfections. He’d captured the way she tugged at her braid when she was nervous, the way she tilted back in her chair when she was bored. She could tell when many of the sketches were done by her expression alone: focused eyes the day before their first exam, a wrinkled nose the day Soren had come into their classroom to dribble a basketball around the desks for no apparent reason, a drawn mouth the day her parents had been deployed. 

“Why?” Rayla asked quietly, tearing her gaze from the drawings to meet Callum’s eyes.

His face was red as fire, but his voice was steady. “I’ve always liked people-watching. You can learn so much about them by how they dress, how they sit, what their expressions are. There are whole stories there, if you look for them. Ever since you stood up for Ezran, I… I’ve wanted to know what your story is. You’re so smart, and confident in a way I don’t understand at all, and you’re… good. I wanted to know what makes you that way. But… I didn’t think you’d tell me.”

Blood was rushing to Rayla’s cheeks now, her throat clogging with an unexpected shame. All this time, Callum had been looking at her. Had really seen her, in a way no one else at school seemed to. And she’d taken a few glances at him, built him a false image, and never thought to question it. 

Rayla forced herself to look back up at him. “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For… seeing the best in me, I guess? For wanting to get to know me, even though I’ve been such a jerk. I’m sorry I said you weren’t a storyteller.”

Callum laughed. “You were right, actually. I really am a bad writer. I mean— except for poetry, I think? But no one’s ever read those, so who knows?”

“I didn’t say writer, I said storyteller.”

Callum’s eyes widened, and then he smiled. It was the first true grin Rayla had ever seen him make, and it transformed his whole face, making dimples appear in his cheeks and his green eyes gleam. Rayla’s breath hitched in her chest. 

“So… does this mean I can write more than a sentence?” he asked.

“You know what? I’d bet we can fit some poetry in here for you to write. But first, I want your opinion on the plot. You might have some ideas I didn’t think of.”

“Oh— wow. Thank you.”

Callum reached for their planning sheet, but Rayla placed her hand over his. The contact sent a jolt through her fingers, and she quickly withdrew them.

“Before that, though, I think it’s past time I asked about you.”

“About me?”

Another spike of shame shot through Rayla at the confusion in his voice, but she smiled through it, settling close enough to him on the couch for their shoulders to touch.

“Why don’t you tell me a story?”

[discordiansamba]

still rotating this blue exorcist AU idea from two nights ago, so I figure I might as well talk about it! the basic idea of the AU started with "what if Yukio was raised relatively in the dark about his origins, but Rin wasn't" and it sort of just snowballed from there, as things do.

on the night of his birth, rin's demon heart is never sealed. yuri calms him down all on her own, despite all of her own struggles that night. she survives childbirth, and pleads that she'll raise rin herself, so that he won't harm others.

(shiemihaza looks in her eyes, and this time, she agrees)

once it's confirmed that yukio is human, and has not inherited satan's flames, shiro agrees to raise him for yuri and give him a normal life. he keeps yukio's origins a secret from him, only vaguely alluding to the fact that he has an older twin brother who lives with their mother.

yuri and rin are confined at the Vatican, not allowed to leave the room they are given. yuri survived, but the traumatic pregnancy followed by the even more traumatic childbirth has clearly taken its toll on her. she is much weaker, and no one expect her to live long.

she ends up living for eight more years anyways on pure determination alone.

she raises rin carefully, teaching him how to control his flames and his strength. how to be kind to others, even if they aren't kind to him. rin grows up with a mother who is physically frail, so he learns to be gentle because he doesn't want to hurt her.

shiro becomes paladin. he visits yuri whenever he can- and at first, he's really just here for her. he still thinks she's crazy for thinking she can tame her demon son, considering what happened with satan. but eventually, he comes to understand that rin isn't his father.

(yuri learns from her mistakes. she doesn't repeat them with rin.)

yuri's health takes a turn for the worse in the twins' seventh year. she passes away after their eighth birthday. there's mutters in the Vatican about finally getting rid of satan's spawn.

shiro is not going to let that happen, so warily takes some advice from Mephisto. he doesn't trust him one bit, confident he's playing at some kind of long game, but he promised yuri he'd protect both of her children, and he intends to do just that.

he ends up making rin his familiar.

(he holds rin's hands and makes him promise that he'll never use his flames on humans, unless its an absolute emergency. the boy's spiral eyes are just like his father's as he looks at him, but the person behind them couldn't be less like his father if he tried. rin promises.)

for the first time since he was born, rin leaves the room he was confined in for so long. he's going to finally meet his little brother that he's heard so much about.

he has to wear a weird, itchy bracelet to do it, though. it's supposed to make him look completely human to even people who have a mashou. mephisto made it.

(it's a rosary, because mephisto is determined to be an ironic little shithead at all times.)

his mom named him rinka. when he goes to live among humans, shiro gives him the name okumura rin.

fujimoto yukio meets his twin brother for the first time when he's eight years old. he's a strange kid, and it takes him awhile to get used to his presence at the monastery. there's something almost... disquieting about him, but that feeling fades over time.

rin doesn't go to school. everyone agrees that's probably a terrible idea. yuri taught him how to read and write. shiro tries to teach him the other subjects, but rin's not very interested.

(he is interested in cooking, though. lifehack: teach the demon kid you are now raising how to do math via cooking.)

rin keeps his bracelet on at all times around the monastery. he only takes it off when shiro needs rinka.

yukio does not grow up seeing demons. he has been blind in his left eye since birth- but that all changes after an encounter with a demon right before he moves into the true cross dorms. he doesn't remember much of what happened. all he knows is that rin saved him.

he learns demons are real, and that his father is an exorcist. and that rin has known about this all along, because he's been able to see demons his whole life. shiro grits his teeth, and decides to enroll yukio in cram school, with apologies to yuri.

(he has a bad feeling that yukio's encounter with that demon wasn't simply chance. the demon sight that mephisto sealed away is back- and with it, the vision in yukio's left eye.)

shiro doesn't tell yukio about his origins, nor that of his brother's. most of the exorcist world has forgotten that yuri egin ever had twins. only a few choice people who lived through that event are aware of this fact. there's only one son of Satan, and he is the paladin's familiar now. that's common knowledge.

mephisto: hm. I have a good idea. let's enroll rin at true cross academy as well!

rin, who has never gone to school in his life: i'm sorry what.

mephisto: you'll be able to protect your brother that way!

(shiro watches yukio at cram school. rin watches him at regular school. but also at cram school, because he's there too as shiro's familiar rinka. yukio just doesn't know that part.)

(at least he finally gets an excuse to wear that cool mask he bought that covers the lower half of his face. otherwise yukio would 100% recognize him. and he very much does not want that. he'd like to stay human in yukio's eyes for at least a little longer.)

[babybearnation]

lynx!lance + lynx!reader = grooming each other after a day in the snow

im obsessed.. lynxes are my favourite animals by the way :3

lynx hybrid!lance stroll x lynx hybrid!gn!reader

when you woke up to a fresh blanket of snow outside your window, you knew you and lance would have a fun day

it didn't take him long to demand the two of you go outside and play once he woke up and saw the snow himself

due to your lynx natures, you didn't need many layers to protect yourself from the cold, so you and lance headed out as soon as you could, light and limber and ready for fun

you and lance did everything you could think of - snowball fights, snow angels, making a snowman, you did it all

lance even insisted upon cuddling in the snow for a bit despite the fact that you were sure it'd be a terrible idea

it wasn't as you and lance kept each other as warm as possible, his soft purring filling your head and heart with warmth and happiness

when, at last, you decided to head back inside, you and lance realised you should probably clean up a bit because you were two very messy kitties

you were covered in snow, you hair tousled from the snow angels and your hat, and the fur on your ears and tail was brushed the wrong way

lance, however, had somehow knotted the fur of his tail, his ears and even the little black tufts sticking up from the tops of his ears

once the natural heating of your house had crept into your bones, you and lance headed upstairs for a bath together

you grabbed some special lotions and creams as well as a comb to detangle lance's fur with, wanting only the best for your boyfriend

lance started first, gently soothing fur-enhancing lotions into your tail and ears as he righted the direction of the fur there

once that was done and you were looking less dirty wet cat and more just wet cat, it was your turn to take care of lance

he was afraid and scared of the pain, but he trusted you to be as gentle as you possibly could be

using a small bit of cream on each problem area, you slowly but surely removed the knots from lance's fur, smoothing it down and leaving him looking shiny and elegant again

when that was done lance insisted on bath cuddles so you gave him them before the two of you got out, your tails soggy

you decide to do some face masks together so, once you'd gotten dressed, you and lance headed downstairs, setting a movie up on the big living room tv screen before curling up together, content as can be

the soft rumble of two lynxes purring filled the house for the rest of the day

© all rights to babybearnation 2025.

[coldsaturn]

I finished my reread of TKM (in its Italian translation, for a change) in preparation for TGR, and I have thoughts

There's something inherently addictive about a character knowing they're on a countdown and trying to make the most of the time they still have

"I didn't tell her." They were the only two in the car, but it took Neil a moment to realize he was being addressed. He glanced over at Aaron, but Aaron was gazing out the passenger window. "Neither did I," Neil said. "She asked you about Andrew." It wasn't a question, but Neil said, "Yes. You too?" "She doesn't ask me anything anymore," Aaron said. "She knows there's no point. I haven't ever said a word to her." //Of course they hate each other so much, they're way more similar than they're comfortable with

Aaron, Matt, Renee, Wymack, e Andrew are all like "should we tell Neil he's now in a relationship or?" but they all decide to leave Neil in his painful obliviousness for the same reason. The fact that it will be Roland to tell him will forever be iconic.

On the translation for "Every inch of you," Andrew said. "That doesn't mean I wouldn't blow you." I forgive the translator every past mistake. That line got me like a freight train in the face.

"Whatever Kevin saw on Neil's face, it was enough to kill his curiosity. Kevin slowly closed his mouth, withdrew his hand, and went back to drinking" // Kevin in this scene

Andrew keeps on being hilarious even unmedicated.

"Cool it," Ricky warned them, with his hands out toward both of them. "We've got enough trouble to deal with right now without your bullshit." // I want a book about him

The whump level of attention Neil gets starting from his Evermore stay and onward is absolutely delicious.

Neil spends the night with Kevin watching Exy matches, then Nicky tries to get Neil to go for ice cream and Neil is about to say no when he sees Andrew and suddenly he's all existential "Exy can't be everything" lmao

Andrew going against Kevin multiple times to favor Neil is my new kink

"I don't want to be that person anymore. I want to go back for you." // Andrew has five (5) people he'd save in a zombie apocalypse. That's an entirely respectable number of people to care for that intensely. Neil chose one and one only.

It's almost impossible to comment anything once we start snowballing toward the end because that would require putting the book down, but I'll make an effort: Andrew's fierceness is heartbreaking. He threatens people left and right and most of the Foxes around him treat him like he's an immortal, vengeful god. Kevin trusts him to protect him from Riko, Neil hilariously trusted him to protect him from Riko and the mafia behind him. Riko himself reacts to him with caution like he's dealing with a rabid dog that might just be faster than a gun drawn in self-defense. Andrew threatens the FBI and Abby, and it's like he genuinely thinks he can win against multiple armed and trained adults. But he's not invincible. He's so far from that it's painful. He can be overpowered, his strength is proportional to his body, he has been brought down again and again. Hes' just a dude. But so many around Andrew treat him like his strength is a bottomless well, for better or worse, and I wonder what his self-confidence would be if he didn’t receive so often positive feedback on his ability to take everything and everyone down with him. I don’t think he’s even aware of it, but I’m glad it’s there nonetheless.

"She taught Coach Exy," Neil reminded him. "And what, he didn't notice that he knocked her up?" Aaron asked. // AARON lmao

Still can't believe Andreil got off on Kevin's drama queen tattoo and didn't even bother trying to hide it

Still can’t believe Andreil had a full on makeout session at Evermore. Somewhere, in a parallel universe, dark Andreil from the perfect court felt a tremor in the force

Reading my bound trilogy gives the pace of the entire work a completely different feeling. This truly is one single story, and not three separate books. Once you feel them being whole in your hands, without boundaries between one and the other, you can truly appreciate the avalanche that this story is. You start slowly with all the puzzle pieces around you and then accelerate until you reach the last 200 pages where you can't even find time to breathe, the entire narrative a single unified crescendo built on the 500 pages that came before.

Neil is an amazing protagonist, but he could have been unsufferable so easily if Nora hadn't done such a good job of keeping him an active character with a mountain of agency. The things that happen to him are obnoxiously incredible, but he never becomes the cliché passive protagonist bound by plot because they have nothing of their own to keep themselves upright. Everything that happens to him he reacts to with equal if not more force; hell, half of what happens he instigates with his own hands. So many books give you an empty protagonist meant to be the stand-in for the audience, just an empty shell so the reader can project onto them and fantasize about a different reality. Neil is complex, absurd, uncomfortable, and doesn't care if you relate to him or not. As a reader you are a fly on the wall and are treated as such. Neil isn’t here to make you feel good about yourself.

Insane rereadability rate. Read one book per day and I didn't even feel it, I already miss it and want to go back to the beginning to ride the roller coaster again. I'm a decade older than when I read this trilogy the first time, but these books are still a dopamine injection straight into my eyeballs.

[ranovic]

When I tell y’all I was STRESSED. Not in a “ I have get all of this done, I can’t even get up to eat” type of way, rather “I’m so stressed that I can’t even sit down because of how overwhelming everything is” type of way. Not to give tmi but I was crying and throwing up the whole day (literally) and then I guess it got to a point where I mentally couldn’t take it anymore so it just stopped. So yeah I’m back to not being stressed. I have an exam in two days but like I said I’m pretty calm. It’s the easiest one anyway so hopefully I’ll be fine. Plus, the weather was amazing, I went out and had a snowball fight with friends.

[hubbleablubble]

"...Where is my heart?"

[egophiliac]

Hello! Could I ask how many chapters does the jp server currently have? I believe you're at the 12th part but I'm not sure. Part 7 came out in the eng server and the measly 16 chapters with no chapters within chapters destroyed me, so I'm trying to estimate how many we'll get when parts come out

yep, we're in the middle of 7-12 right now! they started splitting them up further starting with 11, so we got chapter 11 part 1, then chapter 11 part 2, and we're due chapter 12 part 2 (and maybe 3?) later this month. we've been getting them more regularly though, so it seems like they're switching to smaller but more frequent story drops!

I think Eng is following the same chapter breakdown as JP for these ones, and they've mostly been a decent length each IMO -- 9 was on the short side (two-person dorms go by so fast...) but we're getting nice little wrap-ups to the characters' arcs so I personally haven't felt, like, shortchanged or anything so far! it is SUPER hard being patient though (I'm lucky enough to be able to play it immediately and I'm still dying over here), so. ...I'm hoping the smaller drops help with that. :')

if you want the actual chapter numbers so far:

chapter 8 - 117-139

chapter 9 - 140-157

chapter 10 - 158-191

chapter 11 - 192-211 (part 1) / 212-226 (part 2)

chapter 12 - 227-244 (part 1)

(pretty sure these are correct, but if someone notices that they're off, please let me know!)

[toupee-or-nottoupee]

just a funny thing i had a thought abt. it does not actually "sense" too differently in my head. its just the sudden proximity that gets to him. If anyone not in the group does this, it's on sight 💥

[bread-is-my-life]

Winter stainmight, winter stainmight! ❄️

Plus a comic

A silly headcanon of mine that is 100% canon/j is that Stain always has some spare pair of gloves with him ONLY because Toshi always forgets his 😭 I think after a while it will just become an ordinary thing for them. Just a small moment of Stain caring for Toshi hehehfd :3