#claudine at school

[haveyoureadthisbook-poll]

[kaggsy59]

"I prefer to please myself first of all..." #colette #claudine at school

One of the highlights of August’s reading was the book on Colette from the My Reading series, and it lingered in my mind long after I’d finished it. I’ve written about Colette many times on the Ramblings as she’s been a favourite author for most of my serious reading life. I was very drawn to revisit some of her writing after finished the book on her, but felt undecided about which work to…

[vintage-tigre]

Sean Connery kissing the foot of the beautiful Claudine Auger on the Caribbean set of Thunderball 1965

[duskstars]

seisho + text posts 1/???

[tomorrowusa]

Considering what a notorious non-reader Trump is, Hitler makes up a disproportionate amount of his lifetime reading.

It's doubtful that Trump read even all the books which were ghostwritten in his name.

Trump biographer: Trump didn’t write any of his books

And almost none of his classmates at Wharton seem to remember Trump. For all we know, Daddy Fred Trump bribed people to do Donny's academic work while he hung out at McDonald's.

Many of Trump's Wharton classmates don't remember him

Many classmates made similar remarks, pointing out that the Class of 1968 yearbook does not even have a picture of Trump. Instead, his name is listed at the back of the yearbook under “Seniors Not Photographed.”

Perhaps the Wharton Class of '68 should consider themselves personally fortunate that Trump ghosted the campus when they were there.

It would be fun to read any surviving examples of Trump's papers or essays from his college years. If they are comprehensible and not unhinged then he probably didn't write them himself.

[caramelmochacrow]

"I'll never compare to your brilliance, Towa. It'd be better if I lose right now."

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

The Hogwarts code of conduct

Dumbledore: Honorable members of the faculty, we summon you here today to address the issue of anti-mudbloodism in Hogwarts. You guys are all Professors which means you're smart, so this shouldn't take long. Let's start with you, Professor McGonagall. Does advocating for the genocide of mudbloods violate the code of conduct on bullying and harassment in Gryffindor?

McGonagall: it's a context dependent decision, Professor Dumbledore.

Dumbledore: Excuse me? How is calling for the genocide of mudbloods not a violation of the rules?

McGonagall: It's a context dependent decision.

Dumbledore: What the hell is wrong with you Professor McGonagall, aren't you supposed to be one of the good guys in this story? You're telling me that calling for genocide is dependent on the context?

McGonagall: Oh, yes. Context. It's a new spell that makes everything that's wrong right. Context.

Dumbledore: What a freaking witch. Okay, moving on to you Professor Sprout. Does advocating for the genocide of mudbloods violate the Hufflepuff code on harassment? Answer me yes or no? It's a yes or no question, so answer me yes or no.

Sprout: Yes. Or no.

Dumbledore: Wait, wait, are you okay? Did, did you become mental? Are you mentally capable? How is that not harassment?

Sprout: Well, if speech turns into conduct, it can be harassment, yes.

Dumbledore: Okay look this is a very easy question, okay. This is not the rules of Quidditch here. You're telling me that calling for the genocide of mudbloods is not bullying or harassment? That's what you're telling me?

Sprout: Well, it's just words. Not even the n-word. When they start killing mudbloods then yes, that would be harassment.

McGonagall: And if they kill all of them, it's classified as bullying and we might take action. Depending on the context.

Dumbledore: Merlin's fucking beard. Okay, Mr Snape, I think I can already guess your opinion on the matter.

Snape: Well, I'm the more complex character here. On the one hand, as a Slytherin professor, I do have some feelings against them. But on the other hand, as a half blood myself I think calling for their genocide is perfectly all right.

Dumbledore: You know what you are? You are a self-hating mudblood, which is the worst kind of mudblood.

Snape: I prefer the term Half Blood.

Dumbledore: I wanna Avada Kedavra myself in the fucking head. What happened to you all? This used to be a good school when I left you in book 6, which by the way, was the best one. Have the dark forces penetrated the castle walls? Who was it, Voldemort?

McGonagall: It's the state who must not be named.

Sprout: Yes, the Qatarius!

Dumbledore: Really? How much are they paying you?

McGonagall: Oh, they shit dollars on us.

Dumbledore: Give me a figure.

McGonagall: Oh well.

Dumbledore: Just give me something.

[whispers]

Dumbledore: Wow.

McGonagall: M-hm.

Dumbledore: Oh, why didn't you just say that from the start? I mean for that kind of money I'd say fuck all the mudbloods myself. And the Jews too. And if you didn't get the metaphor that's because you're as stupid as a Harvard graduate. This hearing is adjourned. Let's go get some shish kebab.

[filosofablogger]

The Mind Bounces ... Here, There, & Everywhere

Sometimes, as most of you know, my mind is so overfilled that it won’t stay in any one place for but a minute, bouncing all over from left-to-right, up-to-down.  Yesterday was one such day … perhaps it’s the change in weather, or just too damn much c-r-a-p in the news!  At any rate, here are a few of the places my mind took me … Remember how Donald Trump used to constantly claim that efforts to…

[msclaritea]

Harvard governing board, activists say former president was a victim of racism - POLITICO

Ackerman, the Zionist hedge fund manager is an asshole and needs all of his business investments scrutinized but Rev Al Sharpton, the Charlatan, can go to hell as can Harvard. The conservative, shady college hired Claudine Gay because of her stance and her sexuality. That was part of the plan, right? Holding all the keys to all the gates. Al Sharpton is a cheap Race Hustler, covering for jobs at how very many Homosexual black men have been enjoying a lot of success in the entertainment industry.

[bloodraven55]

this panel is So Much…… claudine having wine instantly to hand implying she’s just casually been keeping alcohol in a high school dorm?? the eiffel tower picture which looks like it was printed out from google images and pasted straight onto the mug??? wtf is happening here

[the-garbanzo-annex-jr]

ANTISEMITISM ON COLLEGE CAMPUSES EXPOSED

Committee on Education & the Workforce. U.S. House of Representatives

KEY FINDINGS

Key Finding: Students who established unlawful antisemitic encampments—which violated university polices and created unsafe and hostile learning environments—were given shocking concessions. Universities’ dereliction of leadership and failure to enforce their rules put students and personnel at risk. o Finding: Northwestern put radical anti-Israel faculty in charge of negotiations with the encampment. o Finding: Northwestern’s provost shockingly approved of a proposal to boycott Sabra hummus. o Finding: Northwestern entertained demands to hire an “anti-Zionist” rabbi and Northwestern President Michael Schill may have misled Congress in testimony regarding the matter. o Finding: Columbia’s leaders offered greater concessions to encampment organizers than they publicly acknowledged. o Finding: UCLA officials stood by and failed to act as the illegal encampment violated Jewish students’ civil rights and placed campus at risk.

Key Finding: So-called university leaders intentionally declined to express support for campus Jewish communities. Instead of explicitly condemning antisemitic harassment, universities equivocated out of concern of offending antisemitic students and faculty who rallied in support of foreign terrorist organizations. o Finding: Harvard leaders’ failure to condemn Hamas’ attack in their widely criticized October 9 statement was an intentional decision. o Finding: Harvard President Claudine Gay and then-Provost Alan Garber asked Harvard Corporation Senior Fellow Penny Pritzker not to label the slogan “from the river to the sea” antisemitic, with Gay fearing doing so would create expectations Harvard would have to impose discipline. o Finding: The Columbia administration failed to correct false narratives of a ��chemical attack” that were used to vilify Jewish students, but imposed disproportionate discipline on the Jewish students involved.

Key Finding: Universities utterly failed to impose meaningful discipline for antisemitic behavior that violated school rules and the law. In some cases, radical faculty successfully thwarted meaningful discipline. o Finding: Universities failed to enforce their rules and hold students accountable for antisemitic conduct violations. o Finding: Columbia’s University Senate obstructed plans to discipline students involved in the takeover of Hamilton Hall. o Finding: Harvard’s faculty intervened to prevent meaningful discipline toward antisemitic conduct violations on numerous occasions. o Finding: Harvard Corporation Senior Fellow Penny Pritzker acknowledged that the university’s disciplinary boards’ enforcement of the rules is “uneven” and called this “unacceptable.”

Key Finding: So-called university leaders expressed hostility to congressional oversight and criticism of their record. The antisemitism engulfing campuses was treated as a public-relations issue and not a serious problem demanding action. o Finding: Harvard president Claudine Gay disparaged Rep. Elise Stefanik’s character to the university’s Board of Overseers. o Finding: Columbia’s leaders expressed contempt for congressional oversight of campus antisemitism. o Finding: Penn’s leaders suggested politicians calling for President Magill’s resignation were “easily purchased” and sought to orchestrate negative media coverage of Members of Congress who scrutinized the University

[tokyo-tower-symbolism]

Do you have any ideas abut the symbolism during the sequence in episode 7 when Nana and Maya are talking, when the camera shows a series of kids in various mundane places around the school doing something, and then returns to them but they all look up at the camera? Last time I rewatched the show it stuck out to me as one thing that I Still don't understand the significance of at all.

So in the scene right before Maya asks to speak with Nana, she is recording Claudine, Karen, Mahiru, and Kaoruko all declare that they are going to take one of the leads in the play this year.

And while Junna and Futaba don't explictly say their own intent, they are still on the side of those who have that ambition, unlike Nana and the rest of the class who are just watching them.

Now the actual students who later turn to look at the camera aren't their classmates in the scene, at least I don't think they are due to the different hairstyles, but they are Seisho Students, and judging by the script one is poring over, they are probably in the Stage Expression class as well. And before they turn around, Maya is talking about how some will not be chosen, and how terrible that is for them. It then has a close up on an unused locker, probably from one of the two students who dropped out earlier that year.

And then Maya starts listing Nana's star qualities, her charisma, her wonderful voice, her director's eye understanding of the stage, asks "why won't you-?", bringing attention to Nana.

And that's when everyone turns to look at the camera, or rather Nana.

Because for the losers of the auditions, Nana doesn't stand with them. Nana should be on the other side, on the stage and not just part of the crowd. Maya is telling Nana that she should take her proper role as a star, and by having the students stare at her, it's showing that this isn't only Maya's opinion. Those who failed at the audition see it too, Nana doesn't belong with them. She should be on the other side with the main cast.

It then cuts to Futaba yelling at Kaoruko (but in the meta context, Nana) to hurry up and decide. This scene is a turning point for Nana to decide what side of the fourth wall between the stage and the audience she wants to stand on.

But Nana doesn't take the main stage. Even though she wins the auditions, she goes back to a stage where she isn't the star. She remains as part of the audience, enjoying the show.

When she stares into the camera, she is talking to the giraffe (the audience), but she is also doing the same thing as the losers of the earlier auditions. She is still hanging back and observing those who want to be stars, this time adding Hikari to that initial cast.

Or the cinematography just wanted to be dramatic, idk

[vintage-tigre]

Claudine Auger, 1965

On the set of the James Bond film Thunderball

[babyfoxflower]

The Hunter and the Hunted

Human! Alastor x Fem! Reader

*Disclaimer: This story is an AU and does not follow Hellaverse canon. Alastor is pretty much just a hetero, if this offends you in anyway, then I suggest you block me and go on your way.*

Synopsis: This the story of Alastor and the love of his life, his huntress, the charming Y/n Rosier. A rare beauty out on the bayou, his heart is instantly stolen by her. He’ll do anything for his beloved, even if that includes murder.

Story Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Violence, Blood, Hunting, Murder, Mentions of Child Abuse, Eventual Romance, Eventual Smut, 1920s Attitudes Towards Women

Chapter Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Mentions of Child Abuse, Alastor drugs his mom so he and Y/n can fool around, Mentions of Masturbation, Reader has small tits but Al loves them, Dry Humping

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“Lunch is ready, dears!” Mrs. Hartfelt called from the kitchen, “Alastor, love, come help me set up the dining table!”

“Coming, Mother!” He replied, “I’ll be right back,” he told Y/n.

“I can help too.”

“Please, you’re our guest. All you have to do is relax,” he gave her a lighthearted smile.

“Oh, alright,” she returned the smile.

“I’ll come get you when the table is ready,” he lightly kissed her hand before leaving to help his mother.

Y/n fidgeted her fingers.

I’m not used to relaxing. I’m usually the one cooking and setting up the table. This is strange. Wait, do I actually like doing the house work? Or is it just that I’m so used to it that I can’t even fathom not doing it?

Alastor entered the kitchen, “Smells delicious.”

“I didn’t have time to buy shrimp, so I used that one recipe that calls for venison instead. You think she’ll like it?”

“I’m sure, she’ll love it. Nobody cooks better than you, Momma,” he gave her a reassuring smile.

“Hm, why are you being so sweet all of a sudden? You two necking in there or something?”

“Haha. I’m just in a good mood. I’m having lunch with my two favorite people.”

His mother raised an eyebrow, “Okay, lover boy, go set the plates and utensils on the table.”

———————————————————————

As soon as Y/n took that first bite of Mrs. Hartfelt’s jambalaya, she didn’t want to stop.

“Oh my! This is the best jambalaya I’ve ever had,” Y/n exclaimed.

Mrs. Hartfelt seemed relieved, “I’m glad you like it, I was worried you wouldn’t since it’s not a traditional jambalaya recipe.”

“No, I love venison. I never would have thought to put in jambalaya but it’s delicious!”

Alastor had the biggest grin on his face, “We’re big on venison in this house.”

“Would you like the recipe?” Mrs. Hartfelt asked Y/n.

“Oh, yes please. My little sisters would love this,” Y/n replied.

“I’ll write up a copy for you to take home, dear.”

“Thank you so much, Claudine!”

“Don’t even mention it. Tell me what are your little sisters like? I adore children.”

“They can be a handful at times, but they’re good girls.”

“You should see them, Mother, they’re very cute and so polite. They’re definitely being raised right,” Alastor chimed in before smiling at Y/n.

“They must be, if they won you over,” Mrs. Hartfelt said to Alastor, “Alastor usually isn’t fond of kids, even when he was one. How old are they?”

“Annalise, the oldest, is ten. She’s an intelligent one, always gets good marks in school. Then there’s Marie, who’s seven. She can be real trouble maker. And then there’s Louise, who’s five. She daydreams a lot and I often wonder what’s going on in her little mind.”

“You speak of them as if they’re your own,” Mrs. Hartfelt smiled.

“They might as well be,” Y/n gave a small smile.

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Y/n looked outside of the window; the storm that had started during lunch gave no indication of slowing down any time soon.

I wonder if my sisters are alright. Hopefully they made it home before the storm.

Alastor stood next to her, “Would you look at that, there’s no way you can walk home in this weather.”

“It’s fine, I can make it home. I have to,” she replied.

He was about to protest when his mother chimed in.

“Nonesense! You’ll catch your death out there! You’ll just have to stay here until the storm passes.”

“Thank you for the offer, but I need to get home and start making dinner for my family,” Y/n turned to Mrs. Hartfelt.

Mrs. Hartfelt shook her head, “I can’t allow you to leave until it’s safe. Think of it this way, if you get sick then you won’t be able to care for your family.”

Alastor took Y/n’s hand in his, “It’ll be alright, my dear. Annalise is a smart girl, I’m sure she’ll be able to manage,” he smiled reassuringly.

Besides there’s no way in hell I’m letting you leave this house right now.

“Alright, thank you so much for your hospitality,” Y/n gave in.

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“Here you go, dear,” Mrs. Hartfelt handed Y/n one of her nightgowns, “Hm, you’re a petite little thing, aren’t you? It might be too big.”

“It’s fine, thank you,” Y/n smiled.

“You’re welcome, Sweetheart! Follow me, I’ll show you to the guest bedroom.”

Y/n followed her up the stairs and down the hallway to the very last room on the right. Mrs. Hartfelt pulled a ring of keys from one of the pockets in her apron. She unlocked the door and opened it.

“Well, there you are, my dear. Now, Alastor’s room is right across from this one,” she pointed to door on the left side of the hall, “So, if you need anything, you can ask him. Also, the first door on the right is the bathroom, alright?”

So, Alastor will be sleeping right across from me? Hehe, I wonder how deep he sleeps?

“Thank you so much, Claudine! You’re very kind for letting me stay the night,” Y/n said.

“Of course! Now, I’ll leave you be. Good night, Y/n.”

“Good night.”

Y/n stepped into the room, turned on the lamp, and closed the door behind her. The room had a canopy bed, a dresser, a vanity, and floor length mirror. She took off her shoes and stepped out of her dress.

She carefully folded it and placed it on the dresser. Next came off her pink slip, her garters and stockings, and finally her brassiere. She stood there, staring at herself in the mirror.

The scar from the time her father cut her stomach with a knife ever present on her otherwise smooth skin. She fingered it and winced. Whenever she touched it, she swore she could still feel the cold blade slicing into her flesh. The pain still very much fresh in her mind.

“Will you still think I’m beautiful when you see this?”

She snapped out of whatever trance she was in and pulled the white long sleeved nightgown over her head. It reached down to her ankles, but it probably only reached to Mrs. Hartfelt’s calves. It was also slightly loose in the shoulders, but it would have to do.

Meanwhile, Alastor was washing the dishes in the kitchen while his mother came in.

He smiled, “Well, what do you think of her?”

“She’s a sweet girl. Pretty, good even temperament. I like her,” his mother replied.

“That’s wonderful! I knew you’d like her. She’s a peach, isn’t she? A real Southern Belle,” He exclaimed.

She laughed, “It’s also cute how you gush over her. Is she your girlfriend yet?”

“Not yet, I’m still in the midst of wooing her,” he half joked.

While it wasn’t exactly formal courting, he was waiting the perfect time to ask her to be his girlfriend.

“I don’t think you have to do much wooing, I see the way she looks at you and how you look at her. You too are quite smitten with each other.”

Alastor didn’t say anything, continuing to wash and dry the dishes.

“Oh, Honey, will do me a favor? Get my sleeping drops and put them in a cup of water for me. I have to go make sure the doors and windows are shut tight so the water doesn’t get in the house.”

“Sure,” he replied, putting the last of the dishes away.

“Thank you, love! And remember, only three drops. More than that and I won’t be able to get up early.”

“Three drops. Understood,” he smiled at her.

She ruffled his hair affectionately before going to do her task.

Alastor poured a glass of water and then got out his mother’s sleeping drops. He put the first two drops in before an intriguing idea popped into his head.

If I just put in a drop or two more, Mother might sleep more soundly. Then Y/n and I can…have a little fun.

He squeezed the next drop in. Before putting the fourth in, he wondered if this would actually be a good idea.

It’s not as if she’ll die or anything that serious.

In went another drop.

And then another one.

Five drops were now in his mother’s cup.

“That should do it. Sleep well, Momma,” he said to himself before putting the bottle up.

His mother came back into the kitchen, “Ah, thank you kindly, Darling!”

“You’re very welcome, Mother,” he grinned as he handed her the cup.

He kissed her cheek, “Good night.”

“Good night,” she replied before heading off to bed, taking a few swigs along the way.

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Alastor knocked on the guest bedroom door, “Are you still awake, babydoll?”

“Just a second, pretty boy,” replied Y/n.

Soon the door swung open, “I’ve been waiting for you, Sugar.”

“I’m sorry, Sweetheart. But the good news is my mother should be out for the count right about now,” he lifted her up, carrying her bridal style to his room.

“Are you sure she won’t be waking up anytime soon?”

“Quite sure, I slipped her a few extra sleeping drops,” he chuckled.

“Ah, good ol’ sleeping drops,” she laughed.

He laid her down on his bed, a double bed with a nice wooden frame. He crawled on top of her, making sure to be the one to steal a kiss this time. She sighed contentedly as those familiar soft lips were back on hers. Wet kissing noises filled the room mixed with tender moans, lips moving in sync with one another.

“I didn’t…get to…tell you this before,” she said.

“Yes?”

“You’re really good at this.”

“Thanks, I’ve never done this with anyone before,” he bragged humbly.

“Really? Me neither.”

Alastor peppered little kisses along her jaw, before nibbling on her earlobe.

Y/n bite down on her lip, “Ooo…ah! That feels…amazing!”

He grinned, licking the shell of her ear.

“You know…I’m so glad you…came to my room. I was getting pretty lonely without you.”

“Really? How lonely, my dear?” He whispered in her ear.

“Well, before you came knocking, I was…oh I shouldn’t say it!” She turned away.

“Now you have to tell me,” he made her look at him, “or we can just go to bed?”

She knew from the sounds of it, that was an order, not a request.

“It’s so unladylike! But if I must tell you, I was…touching myself,” she said with the most innocent look in her eyes.

That should get him all riled up. Hehe.

She was what? Oh dear lord, this woman’s gonna be the death of me.

“Is that so? Hmm, you’re naughtier than I thought you were, Darling…I like that,” he licked his lips, “Do you often play with yourself?”

“Every night, since I met you. I find my hands wandering around my body. Touching, stroking, squeezing…I pretend they’re your hands and I cry out your name,” she got right into his ear, “Alastor!”

His eyes darkened with lust, “Well, then that’s something we have in common, our nightly routine.”

“You don’t think I’m a slut then?”

“No, no! Ma chérie, I could never think of you in such a degrading way. You’re not a slut, you’re my naughty girl,” he planted kisses on the crook of her neck.

“Oh, I like that. Call me that again please?” She smiled, blushing.

“What? My naughty girl? My naughty little girl who gets off to the thought of me,” he smirked, lightly sucking on her neck.

She giggled and moaned.

She started to finger one of the buttons on his shirt, “If you take this off, I’ll take off this nightgown.”

He gave her a sultry grin as he began unbuttoning his shirt, “You have yourself a deal, little lady.”

She watched him with eager anticipation, rubbing her thighs together.

As the final button came undone, her eyes lit up, “You’re gorgeous, Sugar. Absolutely gorgeous.”

His face flushed as he tossed his shirt to the floor.

He was gorgeous with his broad shoulders, perfect pecs, toned biceps, and six pack abs. He had a few light patches of hair on his chest and a sexy happy trail.

She placed her small hand on his chest and let it run down towards his lower stomach.

He gently took hold of it, pressing a few little kisses on her wrist, “Your turn, Baby. Though, I already know for a fact that every part of you is utterly enchanting.”

That’s no lie either, my dear. You’re the most beautiful woman in the world.

She blushed under his lustful gaze, slowly lifting the borrowed nightgown.

I hope I live up to your expectations. But this ugly scar…

Now it was his eyes lighting up, “You are ravishing, Darling.”

He kissed her stomach before she even got the item of clothing off, causing her shudder, heat pooling in her knickers.

Finally it was off, and he kissed his way up to her breasts. They were small and pretty.

“I know that they’re not big but I hope they still please you…” she shyly whispered.

“What on earth are you talking about, my dear!? Your bubs are perfect. They’re perky and pretty. They also fit nicely in my hands,” he gave them a few soft squeezes.

She moaned his name, “Oh Alastor…”

She wrapped her arms around him and pulled into a passionate kiss. Their mouths practically devoured each other. Y/n suddenly felt Alastor’s tongue on her bottom lip, begging for entry. She obliged, slightly smiling as she parted her lips for him. Their tongues met, swirling around each other. He groaned softly as she began rub her clothed crotch against his.

His cock was already hard, but thanks to her gyrations, it somehow hardened even more. He wrapped her leg around his waist as he copied her motions. Together they found a rhythm.

Every time he grind against her, the head of his covered member stroked her clit.

“Th…that feels…amazing! Don’t stop, Sugar,” Y/n cried out, running her hands over his muscular back.

Alastor smirked at her flushed cheeks and slightly swollen lips, “Don’t worry, I didn’t plan on stopping, babydoll.”

The skin on his back felt different than the rest of his body.

These feel like scars. They go all the way down his back. Is he…is he like me?

He started kissing her behind her ear, making his way down to her pretty little neck, sucking and nipping gently at it. She couldn’t stop sighing and gasping from the pleasure. Her sweet little voice was getting higher and higher.

It wasn’t long until she started to feel that familiar tingling sensation from head to toe. She shuddered as she came undone, her knickers soaked. Her face twisted in ecstasy.

“You look and sound so cute when you climax,” he praised, gently kissing her lips.

He could feel his release coming as well, “Seems as though I’m not far from mine…Fuck.”

She gasped, that was the first time she ever heard him curse. Y/n cupped his face with her little hands, “I want to see the face you make.”

Alastor chuckled, his breath heavy. He put his forehead to hers. His movements became sloppier as he was chasing his own high now.

Just a few more short thrusts and he came in his pants. His eyes nearly rolled back, face flushed and mouth agape.

They panted together, faces covered in sweat. She smiled up at him and he smiled down at her.

He’s so pretty.

She’s so pretty.

Alastor gave her a tender kiss on her forehead, brushing her hair out her face.

He got off of her and picked up the nightgown, “Arms up.”

She giggled and raised her arms. He pulled the nightgown over her head, helping her get dressed. He took a pause for a second as he looked down at her stomach.

How on earth did I miss that!?

“What happened here, Sweetheart?” He asked in a concerned tone, running his finger gently over the scar on her stomach.

“What happened to your back? I’ll tell you my story if you tell me yours.”

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[caramelmochacrow]

episode 10 is full of feelings the hell. i cant watch the last two cause im abt to sleep but like. maya and claudine and karen and hikari. iykyk.

[isleofdarkness]

How the Auradon kids assume the Isle kids work

Jay and Evie- together Mal and Carlos- together Riah and Claudine- together

And then Evie and Mal kiss in the lunch room and the entire school riots