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[k2ntoss]

doing a part of the request my fave jason simp, 🦊 anon, made some time ago AND THAT I FEEL BAD FOR REPLYING UNTIL NOW

so writer's block who? i just needed a sex and the city episode to pull out this so here we fucking GO

it's been quite a while since sleeping on jason's place is a regular thing, not only sleeping but spending time there on his free time watching him cook or just sit together to read a book. it's by far the best feeling ever because even if he isn't fucking you into oblivion during the night being by his side feels just right.

despite everything being so perfect and nice there are some boundaries he isn't letting you cross yet and the reason? explained properly and understood by you, he was trying to make sure you'd be safe without anyone finding a way to get to you and hurt you wanting to hurt him with it. that meant not leaving personal stuff on his place, it was risky to let you spend so much time around but he couldn't resist it, jason loved being able to have his arm wrapped around your shoulder as he read on the couch, leaning in every now and then to kiss your cheek.

the room was still dark, it was early when you had started to wake up from your slumber to squirm under jason's arm that was holding you tight against his chest as he nuzzled his face against your back, the feeling of you wanting to escape his grip makes him drag you more into his embrace and a soft grunt leaves his throat when he finds himself unable to bury his face into your hair "where are you going, ma?" he asks, still more asleep than anything as jason still has his eyes closed.

"i need to get ready, love" the reply reaches him and even with that information jason refuses to let go of off you, his arms now wrapped around your hips as you try to get out of his bed, dragging with you the sheets for a whole second before you almost fall from the bed "jay, i really, really need to leave the bed..."

"but it's still dark, you can't leave yet... i want to sleep a little more and i want you here with me" the smile that reply steals goes missing for him, poor guy is still almost fully asleep but he clings onto you for dear life even knowing you probably have something to do during the day before he's able to hold you again "just one more hour. then you're free to go, angel"

"i need that hour to get ready, jaybird" you chuckle, shifting a little under his arm as you try to push it away from you and when you finally escape the death grip jason has on your body the lazy walk to the bathroom is filled with the guilt of leaving him all alone to get ready for something that wouldn't be as nice and warm as your lover's embrace. picking up your clothes and stuff to get ready you rethink and the final choice is clear as water, that much you don't even realize when you started to lift the comfy sheet to push jason a bit "you win... i'll stay here"

the fact that jason isn't fully awake makes his pretty smile even prettier because he scoots a little with his arms ready to hold you again and once you lay back on his bed he leans in to kiss your lips and almost as if sleepiness was contagious you found yourself kissing him back and ready to drift back into your dreams where just like in the waking, you'd stay into jason's arms. hiding your face against his neck, arms wrapped around his torso and one leg drapped over his hips it's nice and warm to feel his big hand caressing your thigh softly as his lips kiss tenderly your neck making you smile widely.

there's a sweet sense of intimacy on his touch and even if the tiredness washes over both of you, jason's hands are now holding your hips to press you against his body and between soft and tender kisses, his hands and yours start to pull off the little amount of clothes you used to sleep. his practiced hands run sweetly over your skin, undoing the clasp of your bra and taking it off while your hands pull up his shirt, fingers gently caressing his scars as he kissed a trail across your jaw.

"you're just so pretty..." jason's gruffy voice makes you shiver and under the sheets his body is pressed flush against you, his hands holding your waist as he rolls his hips against yours as if testing waters and there's nothing that would make you leave his side. not now, not ever.

"i love you so much, red..." you mutter against his chin, letting out a breathless moan when he's able to push into you, his movement is anything but hard. he takes his sweet time to settle between your inner walls, letting out a soft groan accompanied by a content smile when you wrap your arms around his neck to snuggle against him.

"love you too, ma" he whispers against your temple, he has his eyes closed as he enjoys the warmth you provide and he knows that even in the dark place his life is you're everything he will ever need. with a soft sigh he starts moving, slow strokes as he holds onto your hips while muttering sweet nothings into your ear.

the whole room is filled with the tenderness of the moment, silent gasps and soft moans as he held you as if you could break if he got too rough. your lips peppering his jaw and cheeks in soft kisses as he rolls his hips into you making your breath hitch everytime he hits that sweet spot and the chill of the morning feels like something so strange because your morning is sweet and warm while jason is by your side.

time seems to go by slower, lips swollen from the kissing to drown the soft grunts and to delay everything a little more until you feel jason's slow strokes faltering before he spills himself inside you, drawing a soft moan from your lips as your own release washed over you making your body clench around his in a delicious grip. the room is now filled with nothing besides the soft pants of your breathing, his hands caressing soothingly your waist as you nuzzled your face against his neck.

"can't you stay here today? i don't feel like letting go of my pretty princess" jason asks quietly, his voice is still a bit gruffy and he looks sleepy despite what you just did. it's impossible to leave him like this, shiny eyes and messy hair, looking happy finally because he had his little world into his arms.

[arkhamslvts]

jason has a big dick. we all know. what about him training you to take him all the way in your throat and you just can’t seem to do it so he takes control and throat fucks you

rahshshsjw ur genius angel.

listen. he tries to be gentle with you, at first he just eases in halfway, talking you through it nice and slow “it’s alright baby, breathe through your nose.. don’t gag too much angel, good girl” but he gets impatient, and quickly. he’s only a little more than half way in, and you’ve pulled back twice already gasping for air, tears in your eyes. it seems like the gentle route doesn’t work much with you. he grits his teeth and mutters "you can take it angel.. you dont really have a choice". you know to tap his thigh if its all too much, but the idea of getting used has you almost dizzy.

its filthy, the way he forces himself in and out of your throat, without a care in the world. his hand is in your hair, youll probably scold him for it later but you feel too good for either of you to notice it. "fuck… good fucking girl, good fucking slut. gonna make me.. gonna make me fuckin' cum" and you dont have much time to prepare before its shooting down your throat. you dont gag though, and he makes sure he rewards you for being such a good girl.

[carol-cigarettes-furcoats]

[justsomewritingblog]

Misread

Request:  “I needdd more hufflepuff readers so can you do a draco malfoy x hufflepuff reader? it can be short or long i don’t really care” + “angst and maybe a tiny wincy bit of fluff also make the relationship one sided for the drama! 😈”

Requested By:  Anonymous

Pairing:  Draco x Hufflepuff!reader (one sided)

Summary:  Davidson has a huge crush on Malfoy, much to her best friend's confusion. An assignment is given and Draco chooses to be her partner, giving the Hufflepuff a sense of hope.

Warnings:  None?

A/N:  WoW, this took forever and is way longer than I anticipated. Not super satisfied with the title, but when am I ever?

Word Count: 3K+

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“You’re staring again.”

I looked over at Olivia, a blush tinting my cheeks as I rolled my eyes.  “I am not.”

“Liar.”

I crossed my arms with a huff.  “Alright, fine; so what if I am?  Is staring illegal all of the sudden?”

Olivia took a sip of pumpkin juice.  “It might be.”

I deadpanned at her.

“I still have no idea what you see in that guy,” the dirty-blonde put her glass down on the table.

My gaze darted back to the blond.  “He has good qualities.”

“He’s an arrogant, self-centered, pureblood supremacist and a bully.  What’s to like?”

“He’s…” I paused.

Olivia raised an amused, but slightly judgemental eyebrow, placing her chin in her propped-up hand.

I glared at her.

“I’m listening.”  She didn’t lift her head from her hand.  “You were at ‘he’s’.”

“Thank you.”  I glanced back at the blond before returning my attention to my friend.  “He’s strong willed, confident-”

“Conceited.”

I barrelled on.  “-very passionate towards the things he cares about-”

Olivia snorted.  “Yeah.  Like picking on muggle-borns.”  She pointedly rolled her eyes.  “Super charming, Davidson.”

I huffed.  “And he’s gorgeous,” I gestured over at him.  “Look at those blue eyes.”

Olivia glanced over to the Slytherin table before looking back at me, holding her hand out in a shrugging motion.  “So?”

“So I think I’m justified.”  I crossed my arms, leaning back slightly from the table to give myself room to do so.

Olivia stared at me blankly for a few moments.  “You’re deluded, Davidson.”

My heart twinged.  I looked down at my plate briefly before looking back up at her.  “Well, at least I know you’re not competition.”

She let out a short laugh.  “You don’t have to worry about competition.  I think you’re the only non-Slytherin in this school that wants anything to do with that boy.”  She ran her finger along the rim of her glass.  “Unless you count giving him a piece of our minds.”

I frowned.  “Thanks for your support.”  Standing, I turned and walked out, ignoring the call of my name.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

My mood lifted slightly as I exited Potions, heading towards Herbology.

Professor Sprout was always so kind, and I enjoyed a break from the stone castle walls.

The naturally-lit greenhouse was a nice change of pace.

Sharing the class period with Slytherin probably had something to do with it, too.

Stepping into the greenhouse, my feet instinctively made their way towards my spot on the bench.  “Good afternoon, Professor,” I greeted with a smile, placing my bag down behind my seat.

Professor Sprout turned around, smiling once she saw me.  “Good afternoon, Davidson.”  She lowered her gaze to a book on the table before spinning back around, returning to whatever it was she had been doing.

Sliding onto the bench, I crossed one leg over the other, clasping my hands together and resting them on the table as I waited.

Students flowed in shortly, Hufflepuffs along my side of the table, Slytherins along the other.

A few minutes passed and Professor Sprout turned around to address the class.  “Hello, students!  Since you have to wait until your Chinese Chomping Cabbages grow, we’re going to do something in the meantime.”  She clasped her hands together, looking around the greenhouse.  “I’m going to have you divide into pairs, one member of each house in each duo, and you will need to write a paper.  I’m setting the due date for two weeks from today.”  Smiling excitedly, her gaze drifted across the students.  “Please write your essay on flesh-eating trees.”

Different sounds echoed in the greenhouse.

Some of excitement, some of mild interest, some of horror.

“I’ll allow you to choose partners instead of pairing you.”

A few moments of silence passed before the students jumped into action, realizing that the Professor was done speaking for the time being.

I lifted my head, gaze immediately searching for a platinum blond.

“Davidson, was it?”

Turning around, I locked eyes with Draco.  My heart skipped a beat and my stomach jumped.  “Yes?”

“Do you have a partner for this bloody assignment yet?”  He made a face, glancing up briefly at Professor Sprout.

“Not yet…”  I brought my hands up, picking at my nails.

He nodded, pursing his lips as he looked away.

Several beats passed.

I raised an eyebrow.

No response.

I cleared my throat.

Draco glanced at me.

“Did you want to be partners,” I asked, voice shaking slightly.

The blond looked back towards the front of the greenhouse.  “Sure.”

A large smile broke onto my face before I could stop it.  Clearing my throat, I opened my mouth to speak, wiping the smile away.  “Okay, great.  How did you want to do this?”

He raised an inquisitive eyebrow.

I gestured.  “Do you want to research one kind of tree, and I can research another?  Or…maybe one of us can research the origins of the flesh-eating trees and the other can research their current behaviors.”  I placed a finger on my chin in thought.  “What’s our angle?”

Draco opened his mouth to respond, but Professor Sprout cut him off.

“If you all have partners, I’m giving the rest of class time to work on your essays.  Outside of that, and maybe another day or two at some point, depending on how the cabbages are doing, you’ll have to meet up and work on your papers in your own time.”

Draco slunk onto the bench next to me with an eye roll.

I looked down, busying myself with pulling out parchment and a quill.  “It could be worse…”

He let out a scoff.  “Barely.”

My mouth opened to ask what was so bad about the situation, but I thought better of it and pursed my lips.

Draco reluctantly reached into his bag, pulling out his Herbology textbook and searching the index before flipping to whatever page he wanted.

I swallowed the lump in my throat.  “What are you researching,” I asked in a whisper.

“Flesh-eating trees,” he replied shortly, with just a hint of bite to it.

“Sorry.”  I frowned.  My heart raced as another question entered my mind.  “Anything specific?”

“No.”

I pulled away slightly, taking in a shaky breath.  “Okay,” I muttered, unsure if he was able to hear me.

Whether he did or not, he didn’t respond.

I lowered my head, welcoming my hair falling in front of my face.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

I moved quickly to the library, determined to do well on this project.  Entering the room, I strode instantly to the ‘Herbology’ section, never breaking stride until I arrived.  My gaze raked across the book titles, my finger sliding along the bindings.

A burgundy book with ‘Carnivorous Plants’ written in gold calligraphy on the side sat between two green books.

I reached up, plucking it off the shelf and briefly scanned the remainder of the titles, looking for anything useful.  Grabbing another book about trees, I approached the counter, checking the books out, thanking the witch that told me they were due in two weeks.

Exiting the library and heading towards the Common Room, I made a mental note to go through the books as quickly as I could so that other students could use them for their papers.  Approaching the Common Room, I adjusted my grip on the books and tapped the correct barrel a few times.

The door opened and I strode in.

“Davidson.”

I looked to the left, seeing Olivia stand from her seat and walk towards me.  I hugged the books to my chest as she stopped in front of me.  I nodded curtly.  “Olivia.”

She sighed quietly, her gaze on the floor before she looked up at me.  “Look, I shouldn’t have said those things.  It…I…was wrong, and I’m sorry.  You’re a free person.  If you want to pursue Malfoy….I won’t stand in your way.”

I paused, searching her face for a moment.  I ran my tongue along my teeth.  “So you’re gonna help me ask him out?”

Olivia’s face fell even further.  “Don’t push it.”

A tiny smirk pulled at the corner of my mouth.  “Alright.”  I nodded.  “Thank you.”

A few beats of silence passed.

“He’s my partner for the essay for Herbology, ya know,” I said.

“Yeah, I saw.”

I eyed her.  “Who’s your partner?”

Her nose crinkled.  “Melvin.”

“Marvin Melvin?”

“Yeah.”

I grimaced, but a smile formed on my face anyway.  “That’s rough.”

“Tell me about it.”  She ran a hand along her face before groaning.  “I’m gonna have to do this entire paper by myself.”

“Well, at least you’ll know it was done well,” I offered with a shrug.

She nodded her head at me.  “How about you?  Malfoy helping?”

“He was taking notes this afternoon… I’ll try to ask him what our strategy is.”

Her eyebrows lifted.  “You don’t know?”

“He’s not the most communicative…”

She nodded.  “That doesn’t surprise me.”

I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye.

She pursed her lips.  “Sorry.”  Clearing her throat, she gestured at me.  “Well, you can always ask him tomorrow.”  Her eyes drifted to the clock sitting on the fireplace.  “Speaking of, we should probably get to bed.”

I nodded.  “Yeah.  Tomorrow, here we come.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Walking to the greenhouse the following afternoon, I kept my eyes peeled for Draco.

Opposed to me always arriving early to enjoy the sun a little more, the Slytherin never came until he needed to, and he was never alone.

I sat down in my usual seat, putting my books on the table.

“Good morning, Davidson,” the professor greeted.  “Or, afternoon, I should say.”

I smiled.  “Good afternoon, Professor.”

She snipped a tiny piece off a leaf.  “Have you started your paper yet?  I know I only assigned it yesterday, but I know you have a habit of getting things done early.”  Lifting her head to look at me, she cocked her head in interest.

“Draco and I were taking some notes yesterday during class time.”  I ran my finger along the planter in front of me.  “I want to talk to him more today about it.”

Professor Sprout hummed.  “Malfoy isn’t known for his work ethic.”  A large frown overtook her face as she placed her hands on the table in front of her.  “He always does what he’s supposed to, and it’s always on time, but I can’t help but feel like he doesn’t care.”  She picked up a bottle of something.  “He’d be doing better in the class if only he put more effort into it.”

My gaze stayed locked on my head of house for a few moments, seeing rather than watching her do something with the bottle.  Picking at my nail, I looked back to the planter, feeling a discomfort settling into my stomach.

The greenhouse door opened, most of the Hufflepuffs walking in.  The Slytherins weren’t far behind.

I looked up, eyes immediately locking on Draco’s form.

He glanced over at me briefly before turning back to the Slytherin he was talking to.

An anxious flutter dulled some of the discomfort I had been feeling.

Olivia sat next to me.  “Hey,” she greeted quietly.

I looked over at her, fighting desperately against my blush.  “Hey.”

Whether she noticed or not, she didn’t get to comment- Professor Sprout beginning to speak once everyone found their seats.

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I stood, collecting my books as class finished.

Olivia stood with me.  “Who knew Chomping Cabbages could be so cool?”

“I know, right,” I replied, though distracted as I looked for Draco.

Olivia began to move away from the table, heading towards our next class, continuing to talk.

I followed her but kept my eyes peeled.  Spotting the platinum blond also leaving, I figured this would be my best chance.  “Draco!”  I called, tapping Olivia so she knew I had a reason for bailing on her.  Walking towards Draco, Olivia in tow, I fought down my nerves.

He raised an eyebrow, looking me and Olivia over.

Crabbe and Goyle stood on either side of him.

My gaze drifted to them before looking back at Malfoy.  “Is this a bad time?”

He hesitated.  “It’s about this essay, no doubt?”

I nodded.  “I-I was just wondering how you wanted to divide the work…” My eyes drifted to his friends before looking off to the side awkwardly.

He waved his hand dismissively.  “I’ll research, you can write the paper.”

I nodded.  “Alright, that’s fair-”

“What?”  Olivia’s face scrunched.  “That’s not fair at all!”

Draco’s expression shifted into one of challenge.  “I don’t recall asking for your opinion, Corbyn.”

I reached a steadying hand out to my friend.  “Olivia, it’s alright.”  I looked over to Draco out of the corner of my eye.  “It’s fair.”

Draco smirked at Olivia.

She glared at him.

Draco nodded his head to the side.  “Come on, boys.  We don’t want to be late for our next class.”

“You’ve never cared about being late for class a day in your life, Malfoy!”  Olivia called after them as they strode away.

Once they were out of earshot, I turned my body to face my friend completely.

She looked over, her gaze scanning my expression.  “What?”  She gestured at their retreating forms.  “They’re jerks, and he is using you for a good grade!”  Placing her hands on her hips, she bent down a little to get closer to my height.  “And you know research and writing isn’t a fair divide.”

“It depends on what it is…”

She deadpanned at me.

“It does!”  I brushed some hair behind my ear.  “Researching isn’t too bad, as long as you can find the information, and writing isn’t too bad as long as you have all of the information there.”  I shrugged, gaze drifting to the side.  “So…”

Olivia ran a hand along her face.  “Alright, fine.  Whatever.”  She raised her hands in surrender.  “Do whatever you want.  I’ll just try to be glad he’s doing something.”

~~~~~~~~~~

“I thought Malfoy was supposed to be doing the research.”

I looked up, seeing Olivia place a couple books down on the table, sitting across from me.  “Well, I figured I borrowed these books from the library; might as well use them.”  Putting a finger in the page I was on, I lifted the book, showing her the cover.  “Then I can give them back and let other students use them.”

The dirty-blonde hummed.

Silence filled the air in the Common Room as Olivia began flipping to a page in her book.

I picked up my quill, writing something else down.

“They’re grey.”

I furrowed my eyebrows, looking up at my friend.  “What?”

She didn’t look up from her book, writing something on a piece of parchment under the dim lamplight.  “His eyes.  You were on and on about how blue they were?  I got a closer look.  They’re grey.”

I blinked in surprise.  My mouth opened and closed a couple times before I ultimately decided I had no idea how to respond to that.

Olivia never even looked up.

Lowering my head, I tried to focus on my work.

~~~~~~~~~~~

Lifting my head at the sound of the glass door, my eyebrows raised in surprise of their own accord.

Draco Malfoy walked into the greenhouse.

Early.

By himself.

“Mister Malfoy,” the professor greeted.  “Good afternoon.”

I could hear the confusion in her tone.

“Afternoon,” he replied shortly.

My eyes widened and my heart raced as I watched him walk over to me.

He placed a short stack of parchment on the table by my hands before he made his way to his seat.

I stared at him in bewilderment for a few moments before looking down at the stack, leafing through them.

They were notes on the flesh-eating trees, each one having exactly six items jotted down about them.

I picked up another page to look at.

Actually, this one had five.

Lifting my gaze to Draco, I opened my mouth but quickly shut it when the glass door opened again, the other students flooding in.  Tucking the papers into the pages of one of my Herbology books, I smiled at Olivia as she sat down beside me.

She eyed the papers briefly before smiling back.

“Good afternoon, students!”  Professor Sprout began to speak, and for the first time I had trouble paying attention.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Sitting on my bed, I leafed through the notes Draco gave me, one leg dangling off the side as I spread the sheets out around my space.  I pursed my lips, pulling out the handful of pages of notes that I had taken from the library books.  Pulling out some blank paper and my quill, I sighed as I began to write the paper.

Getting to the first body paragraph, I picked up one of Draco’s note cards.  My gaze raked over the words, reading the information again.  My eyes focused on Draco’s handwriting, noting how each letter was sized and shaped.

There were no ink splotches on the paper, and his handwriting was fairly neat.

I pulled my bottom lip between my teeth as I tapped the parchment against my other hand, pondering the care he seemed to take into creating the pages of notes.

Lowering my gaze back to the paper, I felt my stomach flip at an idea.

~~~~~~~~~~~

“You’re going to what??”

“Shh!”  I leveled a look at Olivia.  “Everyone in Hogwarts will hear you.”

She scoffed, placing her fists on her hips.  “Well, everyone’s gonna find out, anyway.”

“Only if it works,” I countered.

“And only if he doesn’t tell everyone that you asked him out,” she countered back, raising an eyebrow.

Gut-wrenching panic gripped my heart.  I felt my blood run cold.  “You don’t think he would, do you?”

She shrugged, pursing her lips.  “I wouldn’t put it passed him.”

I picked furiously at my nail.  “Oh, gosh.”  My breathing picked up.  “Maybe this isn’t such a great idea.”

Olivia frowned, sighing.  She raised her hands in mock surrender.  “Look, I don’t know.  I don’t know him, so…” she pinched the bridge of her nose.  “I really can’t say.”  She gestured at me.  “He’s definitely been a little nicer to you than I expected, but that doesn’t necessarily mean anything.”

I frowned.  “What do you think I should do?”

Olvia huffed a laugh.  “I have….no idea.”  She tilted her head slightly.  “Really, the only one that can make this choice is you.”  She shrugged one shoulder.  “Just think about the repercussions if you do, as well as the ones if you don’t.”

Pursing my lips, I nodded.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“I think I’m going to try.”

Olivia lowered the book from her face and raised an eyebrow.  “Try what?”

“Asking Draco out.”

The dirty-blonde blinked a couple of times before she returned her attention to her book.  “Okay.”

I nodded.  “Okay.”  I picked at my nail.  “I was thinking maybe after Herbology?”

Olivia looked up at me out of the corner of her eye.  “Okay.”

“That’s usually the only time I see him, so…”

Olivia nodded.  “Okay.”

I huffed, dropping my hands to my sides.  “Will you say something besides ‘okay’, please?”

Olivia looked at me for a few moments before uncrossing her legs and pushing herself to be more upright in her chair.  She closed the book, keeping a finger in it to mark her spot.  “What do you want me to say?”

“Anything?”

Olivia chuckled, standing and walking over to me.  “Good luck.  You’re a special girl.  If he doesn’t know it, it’s his loss.”  She smiled softly.  “I hope it works out,” she said, turning around and moving back to her chair.

“You do?”

“Course.”  She sat down, opening her book and smirking up at me.  “He could use a good influence in his life.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

My heart raced as I walked to Herbology, my breathing quick and shallow.  I sat down in my seat, barely hearing Professor Sprout greet me.  Giving a distracted wave, I pulled out my books, staring at them once I set them on the table.

“Hey.”

Turning to my right, I watched Olivia sit beside me, briefly wondering how I hadn’t noticed her come in.

Or the other twenty students.

“Do you know what you’re gonna say?”

Ah.  That.

“Kinda,” I admitted, my eyebrows furrowing.  “Even if I had memorized a speech, I would have forgotten it, so.”

Olivia nodded.  “Fair.”

“I’m just going to try to be confident.  Guys like confident women, right?”

She deadpanned.  “Depends on the guy.”

“Alright students,” Professor Sprout turned to face everyone.  “Let’s begin.”

My gaze shifted to Draco before opening my textbook, trying to regain control of my heart’s rhythm.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

I stood with the other students, beginning to pack up my bags.  Lifting my gaze to Draco, I watched him walk away from the table and head outside.  Letting out a gasp, I released my things, rushing out after him.  “Draco!”

The blond turned around, eyebrows furrowing as he watched me approach.  “Davidson?”

I came to a stop beside him, feeling my palms begin to sweat.  “Yeah.”  I hesitated for a few moments before forcing myself to speak.  “We did well on our essay…” I remarked quietly.

He raised an eyebrow.

Confidence, Davidson, confidence!

I cleared my throat.  “We make a pretty good team.”  My voice fell slightly.  “Don’t you agree?”

He shrugged one shoulder.  “I suppose.”  He eyed me, confusion all over his features.

I scuffed my foot against the dirt before forcing it to stop.  “I was wondering if you’d want to make it official?  Maybe…” I trailed off.  My brain function was leaving me.

“What?”

I blinked.  “What?”

“Are you trying to ask me out, Davidson?”

I blushed furiously.  “Well…”

He sneered slightly.  “I can’t be seen dating a Hufflepuff- I’d be a joke amongst my housemates, let alone my parents.”

I flinched back slightly.  “But…but you wanted to be my partner for the assignment-”

“I couldn’t be with a member of my own house and you’re always here when everyone else comes in, so you clearly like the class.”  He tilted his head.  “I was simply getting myself a partner I could trust.”

If he noticed the tears beginning to fill the brims of my eyes, he didn’t comment on them.

“But you helped.  You clearly put some effort into the notes you gave me.”

He shrugged again, rolling his shoulders back and standing taller.  “Well, I had to do something, didn’t I?  If I did nothing you might have told Professor Sprout that I didn’t participate in the assignment.”

A few tears fell from my eyes.  “Oh.”  I lowered my head, backing away a few paces before I turned around and walked as quickly as I could towards the back of the castle.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Olivia plopped my bookbag down next to me.

I looked up from my spot in the corner chair.

A few beats of silence passed.

Olivia sighed.  “I’m sorry, Davidson.  Malfoy……sucks.”

I pulled my knees closer to my chest.  “Thanks,” I mumbled.

She frowned down at me, tilting her head slightly.  “Do you want company?”

I shook my head.

The dirty-blonde nodded.  “Alright.  You deserve way better than him, anyway.”  She backed away a few steps.  “Don’t forget it.”  Turning around, she walked up the steps in the Common Room, heading to the dormitories.

I frowned, hugging my knees.  “That doesn’t make it hurt any less.”

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A/n: There it is, folks.

Tag List:

[raekensluver]

Finnick Odair teasing reader and then bow Chika bow bow 😉

sorry angel, i tried for days to write this as smut (because thats what i assume you wanted) but i just couldn't do it with the situation i had written. i hope this suffices !!

finnick odair x victor!fem!reader, 1.0k

you step out onto the balcony, the heavy wooden door groaning softly as it swings shut behind you, the sound swallowed by the muffled chatter of the party inside. the cool night air kisses your face, a stark contrast to the sticky warmth of the capitol ballroom. the moon, a silver dollar in the sky, casts a gentle light across the cityscape, revealing the capitol's gleaming spires and the distant outline of the arena. a soft, almost imperceptible breeze rustles the leaves of the potted plants lining the balcony's edge, carrying with it the faint scent of the ocean, a teaser of the world beyond the city's gleaming walls.

turning to your right, you spot finnick leaning casually against the railing, his golden hair glinting in the moonlight. he's dressed in his usual attire—a crisp creme sweater paired with brown slacks—his eyes, those sea-green eyes, lock onto yours, and a grin spreads across his face. "so, you couldn't resist my charm and had to follow me out here, huh?" he teases, the sound of his voice a velvety purr that makes your heart stumble in your chest. his words hang in the air, light as a feather, but they carry the weight of his mischievous spirit.

you laugh, the sound a little too loud in the quiet night. "maybe i just needed some fresh air," you retort, rolling your eyes playfully. there's a spark in his gaze as he pushes himself away from the railing and approaches you. his movements are fluid, almost predatory, but there's no malice in them—only a hint of curiosity and something else. something that sends a thrill down your spine.

his hand brushes against yours, and for a moment, it feels like the universe has paused, waiting for the next beat. "fresh air, huh?" he says, his voice low and intimate. "you know, i've noticed you've had quite the knack for finding your way to me during these parties."

you tilt your head to the side, a smirk playing on your lips. "maybe it's the allure of the victor's charm," you say, your voice dripping with sarcasm. "you're so full of yourself, finn."

his smile widens, a glint of challenge in his eyes. "but you love it, don't you?" he asks, stepping closer. his breath is warm against your cheek, and you can feel the heat radiating from his body. your heart races, and your palms grow damp. it's not fear though—it's something else.

you swallow hard, trying to keep your cool. "maybe," you concede, your voice barely above a whisper. the tension between you is palpable, thick enough to slice with a knife. you can see it in the way his pupils dilate, the way his hand lingers near yours. it's like the air itself is charged with electricity, waiting for a spark to set it alight.

his grin turns into a smoldering smile. "good," he murmurs, closing the gap between you. your chests are almost touching now, and you can feel the rapid beat of his heart. his hand, still so close to yours, begins to trace the outline of your fingers, sending shivers down your arm. "because i've noticed something too," he says, his voice a seductive whisper that sends heat pooling in your stomach.

you arch an eyebrow, playing along. "and what's that?" you ask, your voice steady despite the tumult of emotions within.

his thumb brushes against your knuckles, sending a jolt through your system. "how often you seek me out," he says, his voice dropping to a murmur that's just for you. "how you look at me when you think no one's watching."

you scoff, trying to keep your voice light. "it's because you're my only friend," you reply, the words sounding hollow even to your own ears. "who else would I talk to at these ridiculous capitol parties?"

finnick laughs, a deep, rich sound that echoes off the balcony walls. "is that all i am to you?" he asks, his eyes searching yours. his thumb continues to trace lazy circles on the back of your hand, sending warmth through your veins.

you bite your bottom lip, feeling the heat of his gaze on your skin. "what are you getting at?" you challenge, trying to keep the tremor out of your voice.

his smile turns knowing, and he takes a step closer, so that you can feel the warmth of his breath on your face. "i'm getting at the fact that i don't think friendship is the only reason you seek me out, darling," he says, his voice a low rumble that sends your stomach fluttering. "there's something else there, something you're not telling me."

you're about to protest, to laugh it off and make some quip about his ego, but before the words can leave your mouth, he leans in and kisses you. it's a soft, gentle press of his lips against yours, and it takes your breath away. your eyes widen in surprise, and for a moment, you're frozen, your hand hovering mid-air as his thumb stops moving.

but then you kiss him back, letting the pent-up feelings you've been trying to ignore flood through you. your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer, as the tension between you snaps and morphs into something else entirely. something warm and fierce and alive. his hands find your waist, his touch firm and reassuring, grounding you as the world tilts on its axis.

his kiss deepens, his tongue exploring the seam of your lips with a gentle insistence that has you melting into him. the taste of mint and the faint metallic tang of champagne is intoxicating, making you want to devour every inch of him. your heart pounds in your chest, the sound of it echoing in your ears like a war drum.

but just as suddenly as it began, finnick pulls away, his smile wicked. "see? i knew it," he says, his voice smug. "you can't resist me."

you blink, the taste of him still lingering on your lips. before you can formulate a response, a mischievous glint enters your eyes. "maybe i just felt sorry for the lonely victor," you tease, taking a step back and smoothing down your dress. "now, if you'll excuse me," you say, your tone playful but firm, "i have a party to rejoin."

[mara-and-its-the-same]

hello there! I would love to read any of your thoughts/fics about Cal and/or Danny!

OR?! I could never pick between them, but for the sake of introductions let's start with thoughts because the fics are coming don't you worry. They just need a little fine tuning

Teeny thoughts/HCs for both below the cut (it's yap central up in here)🥰

Cal

I'm so obsessed with the way he talks, like absolutely entranced by his cadence and I love every scene of him telling some story. and I know that he'd know that, maybe not right away but eventually he'd recognize the look you give him around the bonfire while he's talking to the group is the same one you give him late in the evening close to the final page of your date nights. OH MY GOD!

when you find out he speaks french! i'm woozy just thinking about it, (i don't even care that i can't understand quebecois for the life of me) you'd ask him to say something to you just so you could hear the sound of it. even if he's gotten a little rusty since he hasn't has anyone to speak it with, and even if all he can recite are the few stories he remembers from his childhood, or motorcycle parts he's learned from the translations on the back of manuals. like a late night and you cant sleep and you just want the sound of his voice to relax to...he might not totally understand the attraction, but he's not one to look a gift horse in the mouth and if you're into it who is he to deny you such a simple wish?

and I don't think he'd be the type to be one of those "my old ball and chain" guys, like he's undoubtedly in love with you and in love with being around you as often as possible. so if you're home while he's working in the garage he's setting up a lawn chair for you to relax in, just to keep him company, if the weather's nice he's putting it out in the sun for you and if it's a little too hot he sets you up in the shade with a little cooler with whatever the two of you are into that week. and he's certainly not letting you lift a finger. not because he thinks you'll break something (which like you might, but who am i to judge) but because he doesn't want you getting grease all over your outfit or roughing up those soft, pretty hands of yours. he just wants your company

Danny

for right now in this moment, i'm all over the idea of being his "girl back home" like he's out in chicago with all these bikers getting into god knows what kind of trouble, while you're safe at home just thinking about him every hour of every day. of course he calls whenever he gets the chance, but it's never a sure thing with the amount of time he spends out on the longer runs. and long distance calls are expensive, but every time he does it's so precious. the few times you hear some new midwestern phrase or pronunciation slip in and get a few extra seconds on the call just to poke a little more fun at him.

the guys get ahold of his wallet one day and can't believe he's kept you a secret this long. 3 different pictures of you sit in the accordion folded holder between the fold of his wallet and he thanks god for the feeling he got that morning he should change the ones he had in before (much more,,,invigorating if you will), for these three that he brought with him too, just to be sure he can see all your different expressions every time he reaches into his back pocket.

AND WHEN YOU COME TO VISIT!! at first he's not so sure it's the best idea, worrying you won't like the guys or something might happen once you're there, but all that is secondary the moment he thinks about how long it's been since he's last seen you, and before he knows it he's calling you back and taking you up on that offer to get a week off of work and coming to see him. Once you're there he's not leaving your side for a minute, firstly because he feels the need to let everyone else know you're his (and that you are real, as much as Zipco and Wahoo tried to get him to admit to the pictures in his wallet being magazine clippings because what's a girl like you doing with a pinko "college-boy" like him) and second because he's missed you so much for so long and he doesn't know the next time you'll be back so he's getting every second he can with you

and oh goodness are you impressed with this new look he's adopted. so different from what he used to wear to class or out walking around the city together, but still it fits him so well. your knees almost give out the 3rd day of your visit when he comes out from his bedroom in a black tank top and his denim vest...and maybe you do feign heat exhaustion just so he'll take you home early on the back of the bike he's spent so many phone calls telling you about...just because the heat was a more internal kind doesn't mean it's any less real. or maybe the exhaustion was just that you were getting tired of seeing him look that hot without doing anything about it. either way he hasn't seen you pull him up his apartment stairs that fast since you first started dating

and not maybe, but certainly, your trip goes from one week to two to a month until the tragic reality of responsibility sinks in and you realize you really are running out of clothes...

[batbabydamian]

Hey, I started reading Robin son of Batman because of your recommendation (I literally have a print of your post on my phone to not forget lol). Honestly? One of the best things I ever read!!!

Thank you for opening my eyes! Damian has been one of my favorite characters for over a year, but I didn't read/watch much of him because of school, life (and probably an executive dysfunction in the mix).

Maya is incredible. I loved her.

I haven't finished all the issues yet, but do you have any other recommendations?

WAH this makes me so happy, i'm glad you still gave it a shot even with how busy life is!! ;v;

i’d love to give reccs, and i’ll try to go a beginner friendly route! tbh you can pick up whatever here, but since you've read R:SOB i’d immediately follow up with Batman and Robin (2011) #1-8! this first arc is what’s referred to in Maya’s introduction, and it's just. so good.

Main Books

Batman and Robin (2009)

Dick as Batman with Damian as his Robin!

#20-22 Tree of Blood: Dark Knight vs White Knight arc is done by Tomasi and Gleason, the team for the next Batman and Robin series

*Batman and Robin (2011)

Bruce and Damian figuring out their relationship as both Batman & Robin and father & son

imo you can enjoy the ride and read straight through this but i’ll add context to avoid as much confusion as possible since there’s the occasional tie-in or offscreen events, like Damian’s death nbd

Batman Incorporated (2012) #1-10

events leading to Damian's death - affects Batman and Robin (2011) from issue #18

kind of a tough read especially with how Talia's written, but a lot of iconic bits like Batcow, Damian's vegetarian declaration, Alfred the cat, "We Were the Best, Richard."

Robin (2021)

another self-discovery adventure, particularly after Alfred’s death and a fallout with Bruce (and questionable writing choices from his last Teen Titans run)

Batman and Robin (2023)

currently ongoing! after a number of events, Bruce and Damian are back as a duo

Damian Dynamics!

Batman: Streets of Gotham (2009) #7, 10-12

arc where Damian meets one of his first Gotham friends, Colin Wilkes

Batgirl (2009) #5-7, #17

Steph and Damian dynamic! "the bad cop, worse cop" dysfunctional duo

Red Robin (2009) #13-14

early Tim and Damian dynamic that of course includes fighting haha. funny enough, accidentally my first intro to Damian LOL

Teen Titans (2003) #89-92

Dick!Batman has Damian join the Teen Titans. Start of Damian and Rose Wilson dynamic that’s extended in Robin (2021)

Batman: Gates of Gotham (2011)

Damian meets Cass and has a brief team up

Gotham Academy (2015) #7

Damian meets Maps Mizoguchi! they have a few other meetings, but outside of that the series itself is a great read!

Robin War Event (2015)

Robin War (2015) #1, Grayson (2014) #15, Detective Comics (2011) #47, We Are Robin (2015) #7, Robin: Son of Batman (2015) #7, Robin War (2015) #2

Duke and Damian dynamic! not exactly beginner friendly but these are the main issues in order for the event! you can also read the TPB version for everything including Tie-Ins

Nightwing (2016) #16-20, #42, #43

#16-20 Nightwing and Robin arc!

#42 Dick on a mission to save Damian! the one appearance of "Wiggles" the dragon

#43 Dick, Roy, and Damian team-up

New Talent Showcase 2018 "Catwoman: Pedigree"

Selina, Damian, and Alfred the cat

Batman: Prelude to the Wedding - Robin vs. Ra's Al Ghul (2018)

Selina, Damian, and Cheese Viking - Damian's fav game shown in Nightwing: Rebirth (2016)

Monkey Prince (2022) #1-4

Marcus Sun Shugel-Shen's main comic, but Damian features as a fun dynamic here before they're in more serious circumstances in Batman VS Robin (2022)/Lazarus Planet event

Superman (2016) #10 - 11

the beginning of the Super Sons! featuring Maya!

Super Sons (2017)

solitary arcs but there’s a few event tie-in issues later

Adventures of the Super Sons (2018)

literally more Super Sons adventures lol galactic shenanigans yeehaw

Challenge of the Super Sons (2020) 

Super Sons time shenanigans feat. the Justice League

Robin 80th Anniversary (2020)

"Boy Wonders" - brief Damian feature as Tim considers his next step in life

"My Best Friend" - Jon's thoughts on Damian and their dynamic

"Bat and Mouse" - refers to Damian's unfortunate Teen Titans (2016) run at the time of release which follows up with Teen Titans Annual #2 where Damian briefly gives up Robin

Extra Comics!

Superman/Batman (2003) #77

Kara and Damian in a Halloween team-up! also the appearance of "Li'l Matches" lol

DCU Halloween Special '09 "Cavity Search"

Damian out on a solo mission for Halloween night. Immediately after is Tim's Red Robin story "Then and Now: Our Father's Sins" which is more somber in contrast but also a good read!

DCU Halloween Special 2010 "Robin the Vampire Slayer"

a Dick!Batman and Robin story featuring the vampire Andrew Bennett

Cursed Comics Cavalcade (2018) "The Devil You Know"

Halloween themed comic with a sweet short story of Damian alongside Solomon Grundy

DC's Terrors Through Time (2022)

"Trick or Treat" a Super Sons Halloween story

"The Haunting of Wayne Manor" Damian and Deadman story - in the end, Boston kinda refers to Nezha's possession of Damian in Batman VS Robin (2022) which was happening at the time of this release

Batman: Li'l Gotham (2013)

lighthearted series that instantly makes me smile with the silliness and Dustin Nguyen’s art i love this dearly

Secret Origins (2014) #4 "A Boy's Life"

a retelling of Damian's origin story

Detective Comics (2016) #1001-1005

Batman and Robin vs the Arkham Knight (unrelated to the game)

Truth & Justice (2021) #6/#16 - 18 Digital First version

cute story of Damian’s birthday! Juni Ba’s art is so fun!!

DC Festival of Heroes: The Asian Superhero Celebration (2021) “Special Delivery”

short story about Damian! and poisoned pizzas. completely forgot the artist Sami Basri drew Rebirth Damian here before catboy Damian lol Cass’s story “Sounds” is also cute! Marcus makes his first appearance in "The Monkey Prince Hates Superheroes"

DC VS Vampires (2021)

Damian makes appearances throughout this elseworlds book, but the one-shot DC VS Vampires: Hunters (2022) is vampire Damian-centric!

Batman: Black and White (2021) #5

“Father & Son Outing” short story written and drawn by Jorge Jimenez!

Batman: Urban Legends (2021) #20-23

#20 “My Son” Talia and Bruce focus

#20 - 23 “The Murder Club” 4 Parts

Tiny Titans (2008) #33, #39, #45, #47

a few appearances but SO CUTE, LOOK AT HIM

*Batman and Robin (2011) reading guide

i'm mostly trying to avoid the "what did i just walk in on?" kinda feeling when i first started reading comics LOL i'll list the comics where events take place, but you don't necessarily have to read them to go through this book since things are usually explained as quickly as possible in the first page or so

#0 Someday Never Comes

Talia and baby Damian before he grows up to meet Bruce

#1-8 Born to Kill

just an incredibly solid arc for Bruce and Damian!

#9 Court of Owls Tie-In Issue

Damian VS a Court of Owls Talon. While Bruce is occupied with a home invasion of Talons, Alfred makes a call for allies to protect targeted Gotham public figures from Talons. During Batman (2011) #1-11

#10-12 Terminus

Damian challenges the previous Robins sans Steph

Batman Incorporated (2012) is occurring at this time where Talia has placed a bounty on Damian and there's small mentions of that

#13-14 Eclipsed/Devoured

mostly solitary arc! end of it leads into the Death of the Family event

#15-16 Death of the Family Tie-In Issues

Damian and Joker face-off... Alfred's been kidnapped by the Joker, and Damian goes looking for him. During Batman (2011) #13-17

#17 Life is but a Dream - Death of the Family Epilogue

a sort of subconscious check-in through the dreams of Damian, Alfred, and Bruce. Nightwing (2011) #17 features Damian encouraging Dick after Death of the Family events

#18 Undone "Requiem"

Bruce dealing with Damian's death from Batman Incorporated #8

other reactions to Damian's death: Dick in Nightwing (2011) #18, Tim in Teen Titans (2011) #18

#19-23 Denial, Rage, The Bargain, Despair, Acceptance

Bruce through the stages of grief with some batfam appearances in each. also introduces Carrie Kelley into continuity as Damian's acting tutor.

Batman (2011) #19-20 also addresses Bruce's loss

#23.1-23.4

these could be skipped - villain stories, also related to Forever Evil event.

#24-28 The Big Burn

optional Batman and Two-Face/Harvey Dent arc, #23.1 is part of this story!

Damian's resurrection and return

#29-32 The Hunt for Robin

Ras took Talia and Damian's bodies from their graves, and Bruce goes after him.

-> Robin Rises: Omega

continues events from #32. if you don't want to jump to this, basically, Glorious Godfrey and a bunch of parademons from Apokolips are here for a chaos shard which Ra's put in Damian's sarcophagus. at some point, Bruce gets a hold of the shard where he sees a vision that leads him to believe Damian can be resurrected. Godfrey ends up taking the shard, along with Damian's body since it was emitting the same energy.

#33-37 Robin Rises

Bruce hellbent on retrieving Damian from Apokolips and reviving him

-> Robin Rises: Alpha

necessary to read and continues events from #37! Damian's back with a bang lol

#38-40 Superpower

Damian adjusting to having superpowers and being alive again

Annual #1 2013 Batman Impossible

sweet (and funny) one-shot of Damian sending Bruce on a meaningful scavenger hunt around the world while Damian gets to be the cutest Batman for a bit

Annual #2 2014 Batman and Robin: Week One

one-shot takes place during Damian's absence. after Bruce and Alfred find a mystery gift left for Dick, Dick recounts a story he had told Damian from his Robin days.

Annual #3 2015 Moonshot

one-shot Batman and Robin adventure on the moon!

...and of course after Batman and Robin (2011), Damian's story continues in his first solo Robin: Son of Batman (2015)!

[jiraisupportgroup]

is it okay to be jirai kei if you can't afford the clothes and your parents won't buy them for you does that make you a fake jirai?

♡ short answer ♡

Jirai kei isn’t about the clothes themselves; it’s a community based in accepting & de-stigmatizing mental illness / mental health struggles.

♡ absolutely unreasonably long answer ♡

(Disclaimer: I am not Japanese nor do I speak Japanese. All of this is what I’ve gathered from other people on the internet in my own research when I was first looking into jirai-kei. I could very well be wrong or just talking out of my ass here - I would take my word with a grain of salt.)

Jirai Kei was loosely formed in 2019-2020. It is primarily based out of Kabukicho which is generally considered the red light district Japan, although the Japanese government is trying to change this.

Kabukicho used to be mostly known for soaplands & host clubs & bars & concept cafes - generally more adult or night-life activities. It still is home to these kinds of places, but before the Olympic Games held in 2021, the Japanese government wanted to clean it up and make the area more presentable to foreigners. Starting around 2017-2018 (from what I can tell) they started adding things like movie theaters, bowling alleys, just overall more general-audience attractions to the area to try and make it more consumable. This did start changing the image of the area; it was now seen more as a cool place to hang out - especially for those who were old enough to participate in the host clubs etc. The downside of this is that although it was seen as a cooler area to hang out & it’s image was more positive - there were still plenty of adult or night-life centered things there & many “catch-guys”. Not that this is necessarily a bad thing, but it did kind of make a perfect storm.

Since Kabukicho was starting to be seen more as a cool hang-out spot, a lot more younger teenagers started wanting to go there. And especially once the pandemic hit and most places were closed down (while many establishments in Kabukicho chose to stay open) the sentiment of “I hate where I am right now, my life here sucks, I want to go to Kabukicho where things seem like fun” got even stronger.

This led to an influx of runaway teenagers going to Kabukicho. Additionally, a lot of runaways in Kabukicho were very fed up with their living situations (hence, why they chose to run away in the first place) and mental health during the pandemic was not great anyway since there was a pandemic going on obviously that’s going to negatively affect people’s mental health. Even further: in 2022, Japan lowered the age of adulthood from 20 to 18, so even more & younger people could participate in the nightlife scene. Again, not necessarily a bad thing; however, it meant a lot of the runaways going to Kabukicho with little money, poor mental health, and generally not knowing what they want to do with their lives were now surrounded by catch guys & night-life workers. Night-life workers make a lot of money. A lot of these kids needed money to support themselves, especially if they didn’t want to go back to their hometowns.

Now, am I saying all adult work is bad or all jirai’s were adult workers - no absolutely not. However, this environment is what kind of started the ball rolling.

Alright so we have set the scene now wtf is jirai kei.

Jirai kei stems directly from the derogatory term “jirai onna” literal translation “landmine woman”. This is a term pretty much used to say “that woman is going to pop off” (like a landmine) & was leveled towards any woman with mood swings, intense emotions, poor coping mechanisms, etc. Keeping in mind that Japan does not have a great medical or social infrastructure for dealing with mental health - and that many people’s mental health was greatly impacted by the pandemic - it is not surprising that a lot of people were in this position. In western circles I’ve seen people tie this really heavily to BPD specifically - but the term isn’t specific to bpd - it’s really anyone who has an emotional outburst, or that the people using the term derogatorily think would have one.

So a lot of people decided to reclaim this term & spin it to be their own thing. Kind of saying “yeah, so what? I am a landmine. My mental struggles are real. They are my reality. And if you don’t like that or think that’s ‘wrong’ fuck you. I’m not going to sugarcoat myself for your comfort”. Additionally the idea was also used as push-back for the societal views around mental illness. They’re pretty much signaling “being mentally ill or facing mental struggles does not mean we are bad people, it does not mean we don’t deserve love, and we should not have to hide our mental struggles or go through these things on our own”.

So if it’s a subculture based around accepting and fighting for mental health, where does the fashion come in?

Most of the fashion you’ll see in jirai kei tags are girly kei, dark girly, ryousangata (loose translation: mass production), or extensions of larme kei (another Japanese fashion which is really similar to girly kei but slightly different). Why is that?

These fashions are generally mass produced & easily available in Japan. Think about Liz Lisa and MA*RS for example. These are BIG brands. They’re not niche or hard to find. Additionally, the style is very popular. Ryousangata is considered SO mass produced that “everyone looks the same” (it’s actually quite popular amongst fans of boy groups). It’s not like a strange or niche or overly special style in Japan.

Especially not in Kabukicho, a lot of people working at concept cafes & the like would wear these types of styles because they’re easy to get, easy to style, and super overly adorable. The fashion also works GREAT for runaways in Kabukicho. They’re capsule wardrobes you can make like 10 outfits with 5 pieces of clothing so it works really well if you’re living out of a suitcase. Also it’s a pretty inexpensive, easy to obtain & super cute so it’s very appealing to these teenagers.

From what I can tell these fashions were most popular in Kabukicho and spread out from there, which is why you’ll see a lot of people say that if you’re dressing in these styles people will assume you work at a con cafe or other night-life-adjacent work, but the style has gotten much more popular over 2023-2024 so this doesn’t seem to necessarily be the case anymore.

However, since these styles were associated (albeit not exclusively) with Kabukicho & con cafés, etc, and because a lot of people in this area were drained from types of jobs or runaways & living in a culture where they’re told they should not talk about or show their negative emotions - the term “jirai onna” would be used against many people in these fashions.

Now, again, this term was not exclusively used for everyone dressed in this style, and not everyone dressed in these styles was considered that, but the link is definitely there. Jirai Kei is not completely removed from dark girly or ryousangata, but it is definitely more nuanced than “jirai kei is dark girly+”, that’s just not the case. Especially now that jirai subcul is much more popular - and a lot of the fashions you’ll see in jirai subcultures are barely girly kei / dark girly / ryousangata, if at all. I’ve seen jirai subcul people wearing just t-shirts and shorts.

However; especially in western societies, a lot of people falsely associate jirai kei with dark girly WAY too heavily. My best guess is because we don’t see ryousangata regularly. A lot of people have only seen the style in a “jirai kei” context. They are related to each other, jirai kei does have links to dark girly, but the fashion style itself is not necessarily “jirai kei”. It’s a common style in Japan - it’s not a common style in other parts of the world - so people mashed the two together in one concept because they don’t know otherwise.

This is where a LOT of discourse in the Jirai Kei community stems from - I’m not going to go too deep into it because everyone gets extremely mad about it & im not trying to open that can of worms and spill it all over the table.

I’m sure you’ve seen posts mentioning “fashion landmines” and “lifestyle landmines”. “Fashion landmines” being people who just like dark girly or ryousangata and mistakenly identify the fashion itself as “jirai kei”, and “lifestyle landmines” being people who hold to the values of accepting and raising awareness of mental illness / struggles that was the movement which started the reclamation of the term “jirai onna” to begin with.

Tldr they don’t like each other and people get really mean about it.

All of this being said: Essentially, yes. Dark girly and ryousangata and girly kei are related to Jirai Kei, but no, you do not have to have the clothes to be a part of the community. The clothes are secondary (and honestly optional) to the community’s values.

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk lmao

[joanofexys]

OCs?

random fun facts?

- Merrick and Jude are the first openly queer couple in professional exy. Their team makes it semi-finals and they fully tackle each other and make out on the court

- Florian has a prosthetic solely for stickers. It’s not the one he usually wears but kids tend to be obsessed with it so if he’s doing any sort of press stuff where he knows there will be kids, bam stickered up prosthetic. Many of the stickers come from teammates kids or siblings.

- Emiko almost solely listens to FOB and MCR. Good luck getting her to put on anything else. And if she’s driving you’re listening to her music.

- Angel does have one of Phoebe’s drawings tattooed on him.

- Ilya volunteers at his local shelter. Despite this Ilya and Flor’s first cat doesn’t come from the shelter. She jumps in Flor’s car when he’s leaving the court at night and he has to take her home. Even though he had been telling Ilya he didn’t want a pet.

- Anytime he’s in town and agrees to go to Eden’s with the monsters, Florian has a single drink and promptly naps on Neil or Andrew the entire time. Baby boy is a homebody

- Mara’s favorite animals are turtles. Aquarium dates are the dream.

- Merrick is better with kids than Jude is. Jude’s great with kids but they just flock to Merr.

- Merr’s love language is bullying and a lot of people wonder how the fuck he and Jude ended up together (“why the fuck are you wearing that eyesore at 8 in the morning?”, “sorry I don’t kiss losers” (said as he is letting Jude pull him in a kiss), etc)

- Flor’s favorite song is Helena

- Ilya’s a big of silent films when he needs to stare at a screen and zone out and he manages to get Flor a little bit into them (good for sensory overload)

- Get that boy (Florian) a pair of noise cancelling headphones

- Emiko and Florian are the two who tend to argue the most. They’ll get into full blown screaming matches on the court

- Angel is very sure he’ll never have/never wants to have another kid. Phoebe’s the greatest thing to happen to him but he’d never willing do it all over again

- Jude’s tendency to not realize when people are into him physically or romantically also transfers to his platonic relationships. He is fully unaware of how many friends he has

- Merrick has never lost a game of Clue and Jude refuses to play with him until he figures out how Merr’s cheating

- The US Court has been banned from playing Uno as a form of team bonding

- Florian on bad pain days where he can’t wear his prosthetic still shows up to practices. He sits on the bench in pjs with a blanket and suffers. Stubborn asshole

- Flor plays a game shortly after a breaking wrist. Nobody knows how he got cleared to play. He scored the winning goal and immediately got benched for the next month cause the shakiness in his hand the bruising was not pretty

- Jude collects comic books

- Mara is a Kesha girly

- Florian let Mara pierce his nose at 3 am after they had both had a few shots. He loves it now, but the morning after he had never felt so much dread.

- Harper was on the robotics team in high school

- Emeryk has terrible insomnia. He regularly pulls all nighters and spends most nights on the couch watching a documentary or listening to a podcast

[arytha]

tumblr is once again trying to anonymise my good friend joelle. stop that

[ooops-i-arted]

ahsoka still calling anakin a 'good master' after everything he fucking did to her oh my god, ENOUGH!

cowboy hat man won't give it a rest. he wants to throw ahsoka in everything and have her ascend to glorified creator's pet status, but he still can't figure out how to feature her without making her whole worth and existence about anakin. a two year relationship that ended with the master nearly murdering his padawan gets to be highlighted repeatedly, as if it was the most emotionally resonant thing to ever happen to ahsoka and anakin. instead of literally any other relationship that could be explored more.

screw ahsoka's other relationships from the jedi temple or the clones. she can hang out with rebels characters who are reduced to hollow husks of themselves while she has the charisma of a plank. but let's remind everyone how special and awesome she is because anakin was assigned to her for a short time. ahsoka is almost fifty years old now, were the options really that limited? screw respecting anakin's kids who achieved their own legacies and played important roles in the rebellion, defying what he chose to become. luke and leia are barely present in these galactic events and it's rare for their names to be mentioned at all. and who the hell is padme at this point?

ahsoka's writing has been unimpressive for a while now and i haven't cared about her story beyond fandom osmosis. but her show probably isn't even servicing people who actually liked her from tcw anymore, it's about whatever caters to filoni's warped perception of these characters.

Not only is it egregious because we know Anakin is a child murderer, Ahsoka NEVER moves on or comes to terms with it! She just keeps wallowing in it so Filoni can wank off to Anakin licking Ahsoka's butthole. Also: two years. There's no way she's near as speshul to him as Padme (the woman he was in love with for 10+ years and his wife) or Obi-Wan (his Master who was like a brother to him, again for over a decade) or Shmi (his freakin' mother and likely his one point of stability in a chaotic childhood as a slave). Don't even tell me that if Anakin was dropped in the World Between Contrived Time Travel he would save Ahsoka over any of them lmao. Or drop her like a hot potato if he had to choose between Ahsoka and Luke, his son and the last remnant he has of Padme (her son), Obi-Wan (guarded and trained by), Shmi (her grandson) and pretty much the one person he was able to commit an act of true, unselfish love for (killing Palps).

I do feel bad for the fans since I've seen plenty of comments that it's "not her" and that RD's portrayal is just so flat and devoid of smirky smugness/cheekiness/whatever. I personally may hate it but it is part of her character. And you're right, why is it only people she isn't connected to? She barely knew the Rebels crew and mostly as Fulcrum, so a professional relationship, not a friendship. Not to mention Sabine being forced into a Jedi Padawan role despite NEVER showing Force sensitivity or any interest in being a Jedi, and she lived with two of them for years. She had plenty of opportunity to ask Kanan if she wanted to be trained! But nah, we gotta give Ahsoka a Padawan and throw in some forced girl power stuff on the side. (As a former little girl who deeply craved female representation in the male-dominated stories I loved, I can tell you, little girls can tell when it's forced.) (Also Sabine choosing to force herself into a Jedi role out of grief for missing Kanan and Ezra instead of actually being into it or confronting her feelings of loss could've been a really interesting character moment. But nah.)

Side note but I also find it interesting that Rex is barely in this show. Wasn't Rex Ahsoka's clone counterpart? They're very close friends? He's still alive and kicking and could help her out? That would be a really cool relationship to explore? Or did Filoni realize he can't whitewash a real Māori man the way he can animated clones?

(Also I saw this ask before bed and woke up thinking about Mara Jade and Jaina Solo, a female teacher-student relationship that was so badass, and now I want Mara Jade being Rey's teacher and helping her confront her relationship to Palpatine and Rey having the guidance of someone who Gets It, can you imagine. We could've had it alllllllll)

[arkhamslvts]

leaving a shitty bf with bad dick just to get w jason - who the MINUTE he finds out he never made u cum makes it happen. again. and again. and again. he’s obsessed w it - 🐞

jason’s almost shocked by the confession, her mouth agape as he looks at you “what?” and you just chuckle a little “it’s not like.. just don’t feel bad if it doesn’t happen, i’ve only ever cum on my own”. he scoffs, he almost takes offense to it, “what? you think i won’t make you cum” and you laugh again, rolling your eyes “im just saying, it doesn’t happen”

and then jason’s in between your legs, he hasn’t been down there for more than two minutes but you’re going dizzy, drunk on the feeling of his mouth on you “jason please i… more” and he provides, two of his fingers right into you, he feels the way you clench into him, he knows you’re close and he keeps going. your orgasm takes you by storm, shaking legs and gasping for air, and jason smirks a little “it’s good, isn’t it angel, you think you can give me another one?”. you don’t even have time to respond before he’s back between your thighs.

[charlie-pippin-faraday]

About Jerome’s mum yeah the way Poppy and Jerome talk about her isn’t great and they explicitly state that she wants nothing to with helping their dad even though it clearly means a lot to her kids and that Jerome went to Poppy’s recitals when their mum couldn’t be assed so she’s definitely not the nicest.

[warning: this kind of turned into a long post]

Yeah none of the things anyone ever says about her or the context clues they give about her paint her in a good light. I'm trying to think of anything good Poppy or Jerome ever said about their mother and I'm drawing a blank.

Tbh I'd go as far as to say that she's probably the WORST parent of all the parents ever seen or mentioned. Or at least has the worst relationship with her kid(s). And that's saying something, given what some of these parents are like and some of the things they've done

Let's assess these parents, shall we? I'm gonna go from best to worst (in my opinion, at least)

We never hear any kind of mention of Fabian's or Willow's parents. Amber never once mentions a mother, and Nina's and KT's parents are all deceased, so we're not gonna include them, I'm only touching on the ones I know for sure exist.

Eddie's mom - A lot of this is just me drawing my own conclusions, but there's no way Eddie doesn't have a good relationship with his mother. He never mentions a step-parent, so I'm left to believe that she raised him by herself and it was just the two of them in their house. He got into trouble a lot in school in America but he never implied that caused any issues between him and his mom. He calls her boring at one point during his first date with Patricia but tbh I think that's just him lying to look cool. I think she has the best relationship of any of the parents with their kids, and I have two pieces of evidence for it: 1) Eddie brought his girlfriend across the ocean to meet his mom, who seemingly loved her, and 2) She actively helped Eddie plan a date and even called him (repeatedly) to see how it was going. A teenage boy consulted with his mom on girl problems, and one of two things happened. Either he asked her to help him plan a date/tell him what he should do to woo Patricia and she did, or she offered the date idea unprompted and he took it. That boy loves his mama and she clearly loves him right back. Absolutely none of the other kids are calling their parents and willingly letting them get THAT involved in their love lives like that.

Mara's parents (Francis & Mrs. Jaffray) - We never see them, but we hear about them a number of times, and Mara never says anything bad about them. She appears to be on very good terms with her parents. Despite not sharing their interests/passions/career choices, Mara in my estimation probably looks up to them a lot. They're both professional, gold medal-winning athletes, and I'll bet that's where Mara gets her competitiveness and her drive to be the best at everything. She probably feels a lot of pressure to achieve the same success as they did, and she does mention them being pushy, but it's probably more Mara pressuring herself internally than them pressuring her. Mara says more about her dad than her mom, describing him as normal and a little silly (he apparently dances like SpongeBob lol). Never a bad word about either of them, leading me to believe she has a very good relationship with her parents, though not on the same level as Eddie and his mother.

Alfie's parents (Philip & Marsha Lewis) - We see Alfie's parents once, when they visit the house after the play. And like, they obviously have a pretty good relationship, otherwise they wouldn't even bother visiting. Alfie's mom clearly adores him. And yes, Alfie's dad is very strict and has high expectations, but he never gave any indication that he didn't care. A lot of that comes from his desire to see his son succeed. And Alfie clearly wants his father to be proud of him and tries hard to impress him. I think Alfie's mother probably spoils him, but his dad is very hard on him, and that might have the potential to cause them conflict later in life when Alfie expresses that he doesn't want to go into the family business or even work in that field at all. Alfie describes them as strict and control freaks (his dad being strict in the "I am a businessman and in charge" type of way, and his mom in the "oh that's my baby I won't let anything happen to my baby!!!" type of way imo), but they clearly care a lot, and despite all the pressure Alfie feels from his parents they are definitely on the top end of Anubis parents. (Though tbh it's more Alfie's mom than dad that gets them this high on the list.) And since we know nothing about Fabian's dad, I think I can officially declare that Alfie has the best relationship with his dad out of all the boys in Anubis House, despite how strict he is and the potential conflict they could have.

Mick's and Joy's moms - I'm lumping these two here together because both of them are mentioned maybe once in passing and nothing is ever said about either of them. I know that they exist, and that's it. I know nothing about them or their relationships with their respective kids. So I have to assume that as moms they are just Fine, otherwise Joy and Mick would have talked about them more. And tbh I have nothing else to say about them, so moving on.

Amber's dad - Amber's dad feels like the classic "I don't know what to do with my child or how to connect with them so I'll just buy them everything" type of rich parent. Do they have a strong relationship? I wouldn't say particularly so, probably. But it's not a bad one. The main knock on him is that he doesn't have a lot of faith in her to achieve things in her life and probably doesn't think she's very smart. Does he know his daughter? No, it doesn't look that way. Does he love his daughter? Yes, he never gives any indication that he doesn't. The main thing putting him this high on the list is that Amber seems to adore her dad. She is definitely daddy's little girl. He absolutely spoils her. And she seems to revere him almost, and she believes he has the power to solve almost any kind of problem, which is probably how it went during a good portion of her childhood. He was very worried when he didn't see Amber for awhile while she was trapped in the tank room, and I'm pretty sure part of the reason he let her go to fashion school was concern over her well-being. While they have their tension and certainly their distance, this is definitely a good relationship, for the most part.

Mick's dad (Rory Campbell) - This is the point where we get into the more complex relationships. Mick's still got a good relationship with his dad, but it feels a lot more strained compared to the relationships above just because of the vibes I got while watching. Like Alfie's dad, Mick's dad is very hard on him. They're both rich and important and expect a lot. I think the main difference is that Alfie's dad was more like "I want you to take advantage of your potential so that you can succeed" but he's less particular about what success looks like. I don't believe he ever explicitly stated that he wanted Alfie to follow in his footsteps or take a particular path, it felt more vague and he would likely be more flexible with Alfie's future. Mick's dad, on the other hand, had a VERY particular plan in place that he expected Mick not to veer from, and seemed disappointed when Mick expressed that he wanted to do something else. And tbh one of the bigger transgressions in my mind is that he doesn't listen to Mick, and he doesn't take him seriously. It takes Mara's convincing to get him on board with the exact same things Mick was trying to tell him, and tbh that doesn't sit right with me. He doesn't seem to have a lot of belief in his son, and there also seems to be a fundamental misunderstanding of his son if he doesn't know that he's very talented at sports and not skilled at math and science and is pushing so hard for him to be a doctor specifically and not veer from the "plan" they probably made when he was like eight. Mick expresses a lot of frustration with his dad, both during this incident and when they're taking him out of school to Australia. Another difference between Alfie and Mick: Alfie is actively trying to impress his dad. Mick feels that he's already disappointed his. I imagine the frustration decreased a lot when his dad finally accepted his son's ambitions. So overall I'd say this is a mostly good relationship, and his dad definitely cares about him, but there is tension here that I can FEEL.

Jerome's dad (John Clarke) - I'm gonna have to do the cliffsnotes version of this one, since we got basically a whole season touching on this particular relationship. They didn't make it super clear when exactly he went to prison, but there was definitely a good amount of time where he was at home with the family. Poppy said she barely remembers him, so it couldn't have been THAT long, but it was long enough for Jerome to collect a substantial amount of memories, and none of them were good. Before he went to prison, it feels like John was a pretty crappy father. And not only did his parents put Jerome in boarding school at age 5, essentially abandoning him, but it seems like being at home was awful too. So Jerome had to deal with his dad being a terrible father during probably about the first five years of his life, but he also had to deal with the trauma of his dad leaving them and disappearing. Jerome held onto that resentment for a very long time, as is warranted. And yes, John was a bad dad and disappeared on his kids, but when season 2 rolled around he truly did have a change of heart and wanted to make amends, which is the only thing keeping him from being lower on this list. You can't erase the years of bad treatment and subsequent abandonment, but he looks to have recognized that he did wrong and wants to fix them and be better moving forward, which is more than can be said for some of the parents on this list.

Patricia's parents - First of all, regardless of whether or not they are good or bad parents, it feels very clear to me that Patricia HATES her parents. And since this list is about 75% relationship with their kids and 25% how good of a parent they are, that jettisoned Patricia's parents almost all the way to the end. I'd be willing to bet that they are almost always at odds with Patricia, and that, since she's a handful, they just don't know what to do with her. And they either don't believe her, downplay her concerns, or are convinced she's always making things up for attention (probably a combination of all), because they essentially brush off Patricia's concerns when she calls them after Joy's disappearance, thinking she's talking crazy. Patricia never says her parents were BAD to her, necessarily, but I don't ever remember her saying anything good about them. Just about everything she says in reference to her parents is a negative light. Probably the biggest knock on her parents is their very obvious favoritism of Piper, whom it sounds like they raised as the golden child. They gave her all the attention, put a lot of their time and energy into her music career, and left Patricia feeling very much like the least-favorite daughter. And you know that just has to hurt like hell and also make her so very mad. She obviously still has a relationship with them, since she threatens to call their father on Piper when she ditches music school, but it's clearly not a good relationship, and she definitely doesn't LIKE them or feel respected by them. So I wouldn't say they're bad parents, but they give their daughters unequal treatment and an unequal amount of love, and tbh that's a pretty shitty thing to do. Atrocious relationship with Patricia.

Mr. Sweet - Being the right hand man of the immortality cult was already bad. And then we learned this man abandoned his son on the other side of the ocean for 16 years. My personal hatred of Mr. Sweet might bleed into this a little, but tbh I don't care. It's never made clear when exactly Mr. Sweet left Eddie and his mother, whether he left before Eddie was born or stuck around for a little bit after. If he did, he didn't stick around long, because Eddie didn't know him and he didn’t know Eddie. (Which is arguably better than Jerome where he had bad memories of his father instead of none at all?) It's also unclear what his relationship with Eddie's mother was like, whether they were married (possible but doubtful, given her different last name), or planning to build a life together, if he left without warning or had some kind of excuse for going back, if they were on good terms when he did, and also what his relationship with her is like now. (Also we don't know what he was doing in America, or when and why he decided to reach back out to Eddie and how exactly that all happened, but that's for a different post.) Either way, Eddie grew up without any kind of a father, and depending on what his mother told him, he could've hated the guy, ached to meet him, resented him, and probably every single emotion you can think of. And it undoubtedly led to a lack of trust and feeling unwanted. Not to mention that once Eddie DOES come into his life he has no clue how to be a father, and he's a pretty crap one, especially at first. On repeated occasions he acts like he hates Eddie, says he's disappointed in him (ex. the conversation in Eddie's room that Patricia overhears), and doesn't approve of him or his actions, which is not the best way to connect with your son or help him feel good (and he wonders why Eddie doesn't want to call him dad). Oh, and there's the whole "constantly putting his friends in danger" thing. And being on team evil. The ONLY saving grace here is that by the end Sweet is ACTIVELY trying to build a relationship and be a dad (I'd argue he never really succeeds at the whole being a dad part), and he seems to care and never purposefully tries to put Eddie in danger. But the two of them do not have a good relationship, I would say. And tbh I don't think Eddie should ever forgive him, after all he's done, but that's just my personal opinion.

Joy's dad (Frederick Mercer) - I feel like we sometimes forget just how awful Joy's dad was. Not only was he in the evil immortality club, he willingly used his OWN DAUGHTER for cult activities and ceremonies. Like, he essentially gave her up and said she's cult property now, intending to use her as a pawn. And he kept her locked up and isolated from the world and from her friends for MONTHS. MONTHS!!!!! And for lack of better words he was making her help them kill their friends. Like sir you have traumatized your daughter for LIFE. And it is YOUR FAULT. I have no idea what their relationship was like before all that went down; Patricia seemed to indicate that he was a pleasant guy, and even while she was locked up Joy was convinced that her dad was doing this because the others were "making him," bless her heart. Before all that, they probably had an okay, normal relationship. But tbh, none of that matters anymore. I imagine that absolutely shattered Joy's relationship with her dad. I can only imagine the heartbreak and hurt and betrayal she must've felt, especially if indeed they'd had a good relationship before, and now she probably won't ever trust him again. At one point Joy says she's trying to work on her relationship with her father, which is more than he deserves tbh. This relationship is absolutely not a good one anymore, and it may even be irreparable. The literal only thing saving him is that he at least ACTED like he cared. He repeatedly calls her darling and princess during his appearances onscreen, and he tries to assure her it'll be okay. At the very least, he cares, even if he cares in the wrong way.

And now, last and certainly least, we come to Jerome's mom. "But Liz," you say, "you're rating her worse than the two parents who were literally in the immortality club?!" Yes, and here's why.

We don't see her at ALL, but what we do hear about her paints an ugly, ugly picture. And what makes her the worst is that she does not care and does not even ATTEMPT to care. Alfie's and Mick's dads have high expectations and are hard on their kids, but they both show that they care. Amber's dad doubts her but loves her and protects her. Patricia's parents certainly have the ability to care, even if they need to reallocate their resources to BOTH daughters. Eddie's dad and Jerome's own dad, throughout all their transgressions, expressed interest in mending and building relationships with their kids. Even Joy's dad seemed to care.

Joan Clarke does not care. You said so yourself up there, anon: she refuses to help her kids with their dad in prison and never attended any of Poppy's recitals. And she sent Jerome off to boarding school at age five and left him there to rot, in Jerome's words. Throughout the entire show, I can't recall Jerome ever once saying one good thing about his mother. And he implied that his home life is bad and doesn't go home a lot, which would all be her fault, since she's the only parent there. Based on Jerome's comments and context clues, she just sounds like an unpleasant woman all around. I said this in the tags of the post that inspired this ask, and I'll say it here: I'm pretty sure Alfie has met Jerome's mom, based on clues (and if he hasn't met her, he's met her in my headcanons). In the episode with Alfie's parents, he says to Jerome "yours are WAY worse" when discussing parents, implying that he's met them. But as John Clarke is in prison and Alfie doesn't know anything about him, and also because he's definitely been gone since before Jerome and Alfie met, there's no way Alfie's met his dad. Which means he's only met Jerome's mom, and the comment was just about his mom. And if Alfie's saying it like that, you know she cannot be a pleasant lady. I'm trying to think of any redeeming things Jerome ever says about his mom, but it's difficult. Alfie makes a joke in s1 while they're "contacting Joy's spirit" that Jerome once stole Mrs. Andrews' scarf and snuggled in bed with it because he was missing his mom, but that's about it. Yes, she was technically there for her kids (unlike some of the dads on this list), but it sounds like she wasn't really there mentally. She made it clear to her kids that she doesn't care and doesn't seem to be making any effort. So if I'm Jerome, I'm going home almost never so I have to see her as little as possible [I have a headcanon that Jerome never goes home for Christmas and in fact starts going to Alfie's house for Christmas]. Because not only does he have a bad relationship with her, he has practically no relationship at all.

So, in conclusion it may be a controversial opinion, but I truly believe Jerome's mom is the worst of the parents. In their relationships with their kids, at least.

[raekensluver]

YOU SHOULD MAKE A SMUT ABT STALKER FRED WEASLEY EEEEEEEEKKKK

(there isn't any p in v action but i hope this is okay!) sorry this took me ages!! anon- i love your mind. muah muah

you stumbled into your apartment, breathless and laughing, with the mysterious stranger whose name you hadn't quite caught over the din of the pub's music. the lights were off, casting everything in a warm glow from the street lamps outside, and the smell of rain-soaked wool and whiskey lingered in the air. he had a mop of fiery hair that matched his vibrant personality, a stark contrast to the quiet life you usually led.

his eyes, a playful shade of brown, searched yours for approval as he gently closed the door behind you. you nodded, a shiver of excitement coursing through your body, as his hand found yours, intertwining your fingers with surprising tenderness. the moment was charged with a tension that was both thrilling and slightly unnerving. he had been flirting with you all evening, but there was something in his gaze that hinted at a deeper connection.

his other hand traced the curve of your waist, pulling you closer until you could feel the steady beat of his heart against your chest. your breath mingled with his, the whiskey on his breath warming your face as you leaned in to kiss him again. his lips were soft and sure, moving with an urgency that belied the casual encounter you'd had only moments before. it was as if he'd been waiting for this, planning it, dreaming of it.

you stumbled backwards together, his grip never loosening, until the backs of your legs hit the edge of the couch. with a silent agreement, you both tumbled onto the cushions, his weight pressing you into the plush fabric. your hands roamed over the contours of his body, exploring the lines of his chest and the firmness of his arms. he murmured something against your neck that you couldn't quite make out, but the reverence in his voice sent a thrill down your spine.

his hand slid up to the nape of your neck, fingers tangling in your hair, as he kissed you deeper. the sound of the rain outside grew louder, a rhythmic backdrop to the beating of your hearts. but amidst the passion, a nagging doubt began to creep in. his words from the pub echoed in your mind: "i've been waiting for this moment since the day i saw you." it was sweet, but the intensity behind it made you uneasy. you tried to push the thought aside, focusing on the heat of his body, the way his touch sent sparks through you.

his hands grew more insistent, and you felt the zipper of your dress start to lower. you pulled back, your eyes searching his. "wait," you breathed, "are you okay?" his smile was soft, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "better than okay," he murmured, his voice low and earnest. "i've been dreaming of this, of you, for so long." his words sent a chill down your spine, and you realized you didn't know his name.

"what's your name?" you asked, trying to keep your voice steady. for a moment, he paused, his expression faltering. "fred," he finally said, "fred weasley." the name didn't immediately click, but there was something familiar about it. "have we…met before?" you ventured, the question hanging in the air like a chill. his eyes searched yours, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his features.

his grip on your hair loosened, and he leaned back slightly, allowing you to sit up. "not exactly," he replied, his voice a little less certain. "i've just…seen you around. you're kind of hard to miss." his gaze drifted over you, and you felt suddenly self-conscious under the weight of his stare. the room grew quieter, the only sound the rain tapping against the windows.

you tried to recall any past encounters with a man who looked like him, but nothing concrete came to mind. yet, the feeling that you'd seen him before was unshakeable. in the corners of your vision, you could almost make out a flash of his hair, a hint of his smile in a crowded room. had he been at the bookstore where you worked part-time? or maybe you'd passed each other on the street, his eyes lingering just a moment too long?

his confession left a knot in your stomach, but you brushed it off with a forced laugh. "stalker much?" you quipped, trying to lighten the mood. his expression grew serious, his eyes searching yours. "not like that," he said, a hint of defensiveness in his tone. "i just…noticed you. you stand out."

his hand rested on your knee, his thumb making small circles through the fabric of your dress. his touch was warm and comforting, but the creeping sense of unease remained. you took a deep breath, trying to steady your racing thoughts. "it's okay," you told yourself, "it's just a bit of fun, no strings attached." you leaned in to kiss him again, trying to ignore the nagging feeling that something wasn't quite right.

but as your lips met, you couldn't shake the image of his eyes following you from afar, watching you live your life without ever saying hello. the thought made you pull away again, your eyes searching the shadows of the room for any sign of a hidden camera or some other evidence of his obsession. "are you sure you're okay with this?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.

his sincerity was almost too much to bear, and for a moment, you wanted to tell him to leave. but the attraction was still there, a magnetic pull that kept you rooted to the spot. "yes," you lied, pushing aside the doubt. "i'm just…nervous." his smile grew wider, and he leaned in to kiss you again, his hand sliding up your thigh.

his touch sent waves of heat through your body, and you found yourself getting lost in the moment once more. you allowed him to remove your dress, his eyes never leaving yours as it pooled at your feet. the cool air of the room kissed your skin, making you shiver as he traced the line of your collarbone with his fingers. his kisses grew more insistent, his breath hot against your neck as his hand moved to the clasp of your bra.

the sound of the rain grew heavier, the thunder rumbling closer, echoing the tumult of emotions inside you. part of you felt like you were betraying your better judgment, but the desire was too strong to resist. you leaned back into the couch, allowing him to explore your body with the same passionate intensity he'd shown all night. his mouth found your ear, and he whispered, "you have no idea how much i've wanted this." the words sent a shiver down your spine, and you wondered again about the history you didn't share.

his kisses grew more demanding, and his hands began to roam with a possessiveness that made you uncomfortable. you tried to push the feeling aside, focusing instead on the way his touch made you feel alive. but the nagging doubt remained, a persistent itch at the back of your mind that grew harder to ignore. his hands slid up your body, and you felt him unclasp your bra. the fabric fell away, and you felt exposed under his gaze.

you reached for him, trying to regain some semblance of control, to make this feel like it was still your choice. his shirt came off with ease, revealing a chest that was surprisingly toned under the soft fabric. you ran your hands over his skin, feeling the warmth and solidity of him beneath your fingertips. his breath hitched, and his eyes closed, a look of pure pleasure crossing his face. and for a moment, you almost believed that this was just a normal hookup, that you didn't know the extent of his obsession.

[pcktknife]

what kinda mlp species do you think kafka would be? do you think she’d he something funky like a bat pony or changeling?

i think generally unless the character's species is like wildly different in appearance from humans (or at least different in my mind) most of the cast would just be one of the main 3 pony types. argenti/bronya/guinaifen would be main 3 to me but bailu/huohuo/qingque(/maybe robin to fit my bird quota and to give a non-xianzhou example) would be different or adjacent species. that being said bat pony kafka would look really good.

[cloudpalettes]

HSR Jing Yuan actually made me lose my mind. I played the latest version and thought about him for like more than 1 sec and KABOOM. Like what do you mean he's the only one left??? WHAT DO U MEAN HE SAW TWO OF HIS DEAREST FRIENDS AND THEY'RE NOT AS THEY ONCE WERE!!!!!! im gonna be sick . .

hi anon I Get You ,,,,, from the highcloud quintet he's pretty much the only one left ,,, and the only one who had to clean up the aftermath too like 😭😭😭 he witnessed his friends Leave and his friends are no longer who they once were ,,, their previous times together only remain in his memory now ,,,,,,,,,,