#molecular dog

[mindblowingscience]

Progressive retinal atrophy (PRA) is a group of inherited diseases that causes progressive degeneration of the light sensitive cells at the back of the eye. Dogs with PRA have normal sight at birth, but by the age of four or five they will be totally blind. There is no treatment. Now a team led by the University of Cambridge has identified the genetic mutation that causes PRA in English Shepherd Dogs, and developed a DNA test for it. By identifying dogs carrying the disease before their eyesight starts to fail, this provides a tool to guide breeding decisions so the disease is not passed on to puppies.

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[weyrleaders]

[just-anka]

Yeahhh the first week here did not go to plan, I started to feel sick on Monday night, tested positive for covid, guess I caught it on the plane. Yay! So instead of going on nice runs and spending time with Ben's family and enjoying being in the UK in general I isolated from them all, and tried to survive being a snot monster while also trying to write my thesis. At least it didn't get me anywhere near as badly as last summer, I started to feel better on Friday and am almost back to normal now, along with a near negative test too. And I had this snuggly puppy keeping me company, he stayed with me almost all the time, as if he knew I needed cheering up 🥺 and I still made a decent start on the thesis too. So it could have been worse. Felt very sorry for myself earlier in the week haha but right now it just feels amazing feeling more normal again!

[linguisticalities]

Nothing linguistic, but hey: dogs!

[webism]

"and whenever you smile at me, i promise to smile back."

it was a stupid vow, but one you made to satoru at the altar regardless. he had tears in his blue eyes and his lips were quivering and in the moment you really meant it, but god can he be an asshole.

like when he's denying you an orgasm. and he has you on your back, legs parted and hips rocking up against his tongue as he makes out with your pussy like he's on death row. he knows you on a molecular level, every inching indicator of your coming orgasm, and as soon as you give yourself away he's pulling back and wiping his lips while you groan because this is the third time this week.

and when he looks down at you with those puppy dog eyes and flashes you the biggest grin he can manage, you want to flip him off and make him sleep on the couch. you nearly do.

"you made a vow to me, baby," he tsks. "cmon, let me see that pretty smile of yours."

you turn your lips up, just enough to hold true to your vow. "id smile more if you let me cum."

"wrong," satoru shrugs, "you look like this—" he parts his lips and rolls his eyes back dramatically "—when you cum."

"fuck you," you look away, but his hand is quick to shoot out and turn your gaze back onto him. he's pulling his hard cock from his sweats and tapping the tip against your clit a few times before sighing.

"i'm going to, bossy."

and he pushes into you with a sick pace that has you feeling each hard inch of him. you'll never get used to it, to the way he stretches you out and sends you dizzy with just his cock.

"you look dick drunk already," he grins, you shoot him a sarcastic smile in turn.

you grab his bulging bicep with your left hand, the ring on your finger cool against his warm skin. it makes his hips stutter, having you claimed by him in more than one way: with the heavy rock he put on your finger and with his aching cock deep inside of you.

you know what he's going to do, try and edge you again and again until you go stupid on his cock and finally beg. but the way he reacts to just your wedding ring alone gives you a sick idea. you're still hot from him eating you out—it won't take much to push you over the edge.

"my toru," you hum, and smile a little as you feel his pace increase. "how'd i end up with such a pretty husband?"

he shakes his head, white locks falling into his eyes. "stop, i know what you're—"

"marrying you was the best decision of my life, baby," you continue, and bring your ringed hand up to hold the side of his face. his hips buck into you a little faster, a little wilder. "but i want you to fuck me like you did on our wedding night. till i was nauseous with how deep you were inside me. really made me yours, huh baby?"

that's all it takes. he's cutting off your intake of breath with a kiss and sustaining you on his essence alone. his cock splits you open at depths you think shouldn't be possible, and with each mean thrust of his hips into yours the headboard hits the wall in rhythmic mirror of your lusts.

and satoru chides himself: he thought denying you would be fun, a cheeky way to rile you up and get you begging for just the tip if its all he'd gift you with. but he's your husband, your other half: you aren't whole without him and he's empty when not filling you. he fucks you hard and quick and mean but with so much love you'd swear it was your wedding night all over.

and when you finally think you're going to cum, satoru encourages you with quick circles over your clit and the sweetest of praise from his lips. he loves you, he loves everything about you, there's no stronger aphrodisiac than your pleasure.

you cum hard around his cock and milk an orgasm out of him in turn. he fills you, claims you as his all over, and moans symphonies as he does so. your chest heaves, breath lost on you, and when he smiles down at you you're barely seeing straight enough to smile back.

he leans down to kiss you, a hungry kiss. "gonna fuck you so dumb and see if you still remember making that vow, okay baby?"

[mammalsofaction]

Imagine human!Perry getting hit with the molecular separator. Set during the events of 'Split Personality'

-That morning when Candace was wrestling with the separator and accidentally separates herself, the machine smashes into a rock and begins to malfunction. She doesn't notice, what with suddenly being two people with wildly contradicting priorities and all.

-But when Perry steps out into the backyard to head into his hideout, stepping onto the very same rock-a trigger for his lair, the machine descends down with him. Perry lands in his seat, but the machine activates upon impact to the floor and hits him with it before it sputters out and dies. Monogram is greeted with two distinct Perrys; Agent P, professional hardass and lone wolf dedicated in the pursuit of justice and fighting evil (specifically Doof); and Uncle Perry, a mellow headed novelist who sleeps a lot and really doesn't do much, but loves the kids with all his heart.

-If both men get caught in public and outs OWCA, it could decimate Perry's cover and invite all sort of legal and coverup catastrophes. Monogram demands Carl chase them and fix it.

-Instead of the Look-Away Inator, it's a Vanessa week and Doof has cooked up another harebrained scheme to take over the Tri State Area, but first! Buying parts at the mall with his daughter :3 Bonding time.

-So Agent P storms to the Mall to defeat Evil and Uncle Perry goes to the mall because all his kids (Phineas, Ferb, Candace, Vanessa) are there!

-Cue four part musical number with Romantic Candace, Busting Candace, Agent P and Uncle Perry while PnF and Carl are trying to chase Candace and Perry around the mall, while Linda and Doof remain perfectly oblivious.

-At one point Vanessa separates from her dad to go look at some new knee high goth stomping boots, and Agent P gets to her first. He gets all up in her face, interrogating her on her father and where he's going and what he's planning, and Vanessa-miffed-goes "What is going ON with you today" and Agent P is like "That's none of your business, Doofenshmirtz." Spitting out her last name like it's something disgusting. He's never referred to her like that before: Perry has ALWAYS made a point to separate her from her father, and emphasize that she was her own person. Agent P storms off and leaves her behind feeling hurt and confused and 40% sure that was NOT the Perry she knows and loves.

-Barely a moment after he leaves Uncle Perry stumbles inside the shop, looking winded and worried before he spots her and breathes this huge sigh of relief. He notes that Vanessa looks spooked, and Vanessa is making that math calculation meme look as Perry checks her up and looks her over until she convinces him that she's fine and she hadn't been hurt. She knows Perry was a softy on the inside, but she's getting whiplash from the sheer difference between him NOW and the him that just spit in her face 5 minutes ago. Not to mention they're dressed COMPLETELY different, and she's never seen him dressed like THIS before. An old battered denim jacket with old band patches over a slightly washed out ducky momo tshirt, khaki shorts and crocs. Hes wearing glasses, and his hair uncombed and unruly. If she was any measure as face blind as her father, they would be two completely different people despite the teal hair, and she wouldn't have recognised him at all.

-She's beginning to suspect they ARE different people. Sthg smells FISHY.

-She off handedly mentions that her father is making a SUPER evil contraption that could completely isolate her uncle. He's on his way home right now.

-Ducky Momo Perry just looks at her with this confused, slightly amused "ok, and?" Look like he's not sure what to do with this information, and just asks if she needs a ride home? If she can just wait until he collects the rest of his kids (he has kids?????) he can drop her off at her father's. They could even get slushy dog otw out maybe?

-She asks if he doesn't want to stop her father's evildoing maybe, and Perry's like no???? Im just a novelist, I dont do much. I dont go out busting evil, that's Other Me's job, and Vanessa's Something Is Off senses just goes BLARING like What Does He Mean.

-Perry checks something on his phone though, and notes with concern it is so LATE, and he needs to make Lunch, oh the kids must be starving he HAS to look for them, and takes off with a kiss to Vanessa's cheek requesting her to meet her at Slushy Dog so he can take her home.

-After he leaves, Vanessa walks out with her mind going A Mile A Minute and spots the Carl The Intern that Monty had once introduced her to. She waves him over, and he asks, nervously, if she had seen "Agent P" around. It's child's play to pressure him into telling her that Agent Perry the Platypus had accidentally been molecularly separated into individually embodying each side of his double life. One where he is known as Uncle Perry of the Flynn Fletcher household, and Secret Agent P the enactor of Justice.

-They had to put the two of them together, else OWCA could risk Perry's cover to be blown, and he would have to be relocated.

-She doesn't want this! She tells Carl that she had already told Agent P that her father had gone home to enact his Evil Plan so she's sure he's going to be at DEI, and she's going to persuade Uncle Perry to send her up. Carl will have to meet them there with the repaired separator and blast them back together.

-She finds Uncle Perry at Slushy Dog, talking to that blonde kid behind the counter that she's pretty sure is Candace Flynn's boyfriend and Perry introduces him as Jeremy Johnson, who had told him Phineas, Ferb and Candace had gone home with their mother. Jeremy seems to vaguely recognise her, at least. Perry introduces her as his "Partner's daughter, Vanessa." Which, okay, they are so pressed for time to unpack that right this second. The implications don't seem to miss Jeremy, either; he looks too stunned to speak. She doubts Jeremy had known Perry was dating anybody. Heck, she didn't know until right that second either. She is SOOOOO bringing this back up once Perry was back to normal.

-She tells Perry that her dad was making her favourite doonkelberry pie for lunch and he just called her and said Perry was invited so won't he please send her home? Perry blushes a little, most likely at the thought of her dad inviting him over to lunch, Jeremy looks arrested and wide eyed like he's piecing things together in his head and Vanessa is only a little bit sorry about the mess Normal Perry is going to have to come home to when he reports home to his mother.

-As Uncle Perry drives her home, Vanessa implicitly understands Carl and Monogram's concerns for the Agency's cover and OWCA's secrecy, because Uncle Perry has NO FILTER. She learns more about him in the half hour car ride (a battered Honda Accord) over than she ever has in the last 5 years she had known him. In a relaxed state, Perry talks in odd accent amalgam that he explains had been due to being raised in Australia, before moving to England with his sister when she married Lawrence, Ferb's dad. They were otherwise orphans who were integrated by OWCA at an incredibly young age, so the Fletchers became like family, and he had stayed even when his sister passed from an OWCA related incident (the one thing he seems hesitant to elaborate on) to help Lawrence Fletcher raise Ferb. He explains to her that prior to his nemesis-ship to her father, OWCA had demanded him work odd hours which weren't very kid friendly, which made him apply for a more stable schedule. Major Monogram got in contact and persuaded him to take up a nemesis-ship with his father in Danville, and when he moved, Lawrence and Ferb moved with him.

-Lawrence met Linda Flynn in Danville, who was a single mother of Candace and Phineas Flynn, and the rest was history.

-Vanessa had an inkling there was so much more lore she could uncover from that brief yet eye opening wealth of information, but she got distracted just learning more about Perry as a person and-apparently-how much more open he is about his adoration of her father without his concerns of professionalism as an OWCA agent. She knows he thinks her dad's cute, seems exasperated but fond and awed of his inventions, angry and sad about his childhood and past. Perry says he feels like he owes Heinz for so much, not least for getting to care about another brilliant kid, a point he emphasizes with a noogie to Vanessa's head. She feels all mushy and warm inside, but all too soon they have arrived at her father's penthouse doorstep, from which originated the sounds of cartoonish violence.

-Perry notes that her father must be busy, and Vanessa is abruptly reminded of her Mission. She reiterates her father's invitation to lunch, and practically drags Perry inside, praying that Carl had beat them there or was at least primed and aimed the Separator whatsit with a clear shot.

-Inside, Agent P is posed over her father, straddling his chest and he lies on his back on floor squirming and wriggling and noting that Perry the Platypus is being strangely intense today. Agent P is sporting a good few scrapes of his own, implying that her father had given as good as he got, but even with his scowl and a fist pulled back, it's a awkward configuration to catch her dad in. It's not even the first time it happens, but it's SO weird to see every time. Her dad never seems to notice the kind of picture it paints.

-Vanessa doesn't even need to do anything to shove the two halves of Perry together, because Uncle Perry had stormed forward with a beet red face pulling Agent P off of his Heinz, demanding to know what it is that he's doing. It seems to set them both like nothing else, because they are suddenly in a full blown fight with each other (Agent P accusing his other half that he was Consorting With The Enemy, and Uncle Perry hissing about he could've seriously hurt them Heinz and Vanessa BOTH, and this was why they never have any friends or nice things.)

-As Vanessa pulls her father away, she briefly worries that she had blown Perry's cover, until she notes that her dad's got two black eyes and muttering dizzily about seeing double. It's easy to coax him out to an adjacent room as she sees Carl the Intern sneaking inside the house through the still open front door with a machine that looks a like a camera. They give each other a thumbs up as the arguing increases to a fever pitch, one wrong word away before coming to blows, and Carl fires up the reverse of the Separator.

-The abrupt silence throughout the penthouse makes Vanessa's ears ring, but seeing only one dazed figure in the middle of the lab is such a wonderful relief. She watches him take note of his surroundings, a thoroughly defeated Heinz Doofenshmirtz and a thwarted Inator before reaching his own conclusions, and practically overlooks Carl, who takes the opportunity to slink back out the apartment with a visible echoed sigh of relief.

-Vanessa watches as he darts over first to her wrecked and injured dad, hissing as he carefully assesses the injuries and bruises he had inflicted on the man himself that reminds her of the way his Uncle Perry Aspect had looked over HER in the mall-the visible care and concern Agent P disavows himself of. He's avoiding her gaze, and Vanessa figures out that he's embarrassed.

-She doesn't get the opportunity to say anything though, bc her dad comes to somewhat and realizes that Perry is by his side. Despite his wounds being inflicted Perry himself, he seems to tell that Perry's worried anyway, and requests that the agent carry him to his room to take a nap. Vanessa feels a little like she's interrupting, seeing the gentle way her dad takes Perry's hand, the softness in Perry's expression, the easy acquiescence as he heaves her father up in a bridal carry. Her dad is still mumbling nonsense, she hopes Perry will look him over for a concussion, but Perry catches her eye to nonverbally indicate-importantly-that they need to have a talk.

[i4oba]

haechan as… 💭 / your study buddy ⊹◞✿

haechan as your study buddy sounds like a complete nightmare

I KNOWWWW

but hear me out… Hear!!!!! me out I swear

when he’s determined, he can focus, it just takes … a bit too much in him to do that

not because he’s stupid, he’s super super smart when he’s actually trying

but you know… there are courses that are pain in the ass and you cannot even deny that

and as complete opposites.. you Do care about it, meanwhile he Does NOT give a shit about those

like he couldn’t care less if he failed introduction to philosophy

he doesn’t even know why he has to complete that course. like what’s the fucking point..

FUCK HEGEL???likeee

but you were hella determined to help him out and kind of motivate him

i mean, he wouldn’t mind a little extra cash as a scolarship either ???The least he can do is just sit down and study

that’s how it always have been anyways, ever since middle school

studying together at the library, solving math problems and talking shit in between two of these sessions

the latter part was hyuck’s favourite honestly, he’s such a shittalker fr (i get it, i am too)

he knows basically every gossip… that’s how it always have been! (he knew about the crush jisung had on one of the seniors back in high school and was sooooo into this little affair he singlehandedly ruined his chances… by accidentally spilling it all to the girlie… Oops was all he said too like LMFAO)

he starts and ends all of your uni study sessions with gossips as well honestly

he says it should be a sandwich (or some bullshit idk)–one nasty rumour, some molecular biology and one lighthearted gossip as a way to finish

letting some steam off

he’s not even sorry about it.. at least he has something to look forward to everytime you meet

he’s such a big gossiper it’s actually crazy

and when he gets soooo into it, his voice gets all squeaky and shit lol

him studying journalism doesn’t even help at all, like why is he so fucking interested in this

he says he wants to work at atlantic but… what are the chances? HE SHOULD STUDY

and that’s why you two were there!!! nose should be buried in books!!!!!!!

but his is… well, behind the screen of his phone, going through his instagram dms and showing off other girl’s messages

some extremely cute ones and some embarrassing love confessions as well

you cannot help but laugh when you see someone replying to his thirst trap stories with heart eyed emojis and shit

especially when you can recall how you literally called him a loser in your reply

i mean, you were right after all Lmfao

he knows you’re joking though.. he knows he’s hot as fuck and the most important: he knows that you know

but let’s get back to our main point ???Duh

you were Sat at one of the lesser crowded corners of the campus library, surrounded by a couple of notebooks, one half cup of coffee that has long gone cold, and your laptop–meanwhile hyuck only had one, pretty small notebook he used for every lecture he had, and it had been…

through a lot (as if a dog chewed on it or something but really it’s just that he didn’t care about it)

but anywaaaaays… in the first like, ten minutes he was actually working??? studying his stuff???? Even telling you some fun facts he could remember

like that’s how he is naturally, his method of learning is teaching at the same time as well

which is actually such a useful way imo, that’s how i do as well lmfao

but then you had to avert your attention and do the rest of your research paper to finally finish the project.. it had been ages since you’ve started and you were nowhere near the finish line

so he just.. went on his phone instead. he thrives on attention and when you’re not giving it to him… well YEAAAHHH

he intentionally puts the volume of his phone pretty high so he can annoy you with the sound of him typing and shit

going through tiktok and all

he’s such an asshole for that

but you like the presence of him. it’s soothing kinda that he’s .. there?? clearly not studying but keeping you company

i mean, doing this all alone would be rather depressing, isn’t it? You’re not a big fan of that

so he stays. because he’s aware.

and maybe, with some extra help, he could learn his material.. you just gotta take break more frequent so he can act like as if he was a lecturer ahah

mansplaining and shit ijbol

and at the end??? at the crack of the night??? walking you back to your dorm???? he’s the one offering you two should do this again soon

not tomorrow, he adds–there’s a frat party he’s expected to attend

but after that????He’s excited to do it again :P

[fairweathermyth]

endless gifs of tv shows that i love || reservation dogs

Well, you know... we're all connected on a molecular level. So, even if you're not seeing them, the, uh, quantum thread cannot be disentangled. -What?- Uh, let me put it this way. Uh, the soul contract cannot be, um, untethered. -What?- These are bonds you don't want to break.

[1dcommunityficrecs]

Rec List: Hidden Gems!

Y'all SHOWED UP for this category and I am LOVING IT. You submitted 27 fics that deserve more love to highlight, and I am honoured to hold them up before you and say LOOKIT THESE TASTY MORSELS. They may have under 1,000 hits now, but I'm sure they won't for long!

I think this is one of the most varied lists so far -- we've got a handful of rarepairs including Zouis, Gryles, and OT5, as well as genfic, and there are half a dozen girl direction fics as well. And of course there are fics of all kinds of lengths, from under a thousand words to tens of thousands of words.

As always, please enjoy, read, kudos, comment, reblog, etc! New rec category coming soon :)

The Full English by albatross1013 (2985, Explicit, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson)

HSLOT has ended. FITFUS is wrapping up in NYC. Louis is waiting for his boy.

Reccer says: I had fun writing it.

HALLOWEENTOWN by justahappycloud (28700, General, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson) – fic post

Harry gets stuck in a town full of monsters, and Louis helps him escape. they run all over town while encountering the rest of the boys and different monsters

Reccer says: The way harry charms the entire town, and how the other boys are introduced is so fun!

i'll follow you til there's no tomorrow by liberty_barnes (12000, General, none) – fic post Warnings: depression and anxiety

the story of how a stray puppy saved Niall's life

Reccer says: Niall and the fans being inspired by each other for their own mental health journeys

(not) driving home for christmas by BeautifulWisdom (3461, Teen, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson) – fic post

Harry hits a dog while driving in a blizzard. Colour him surprised and woefully unprepared when said dog turns into a very bloody and very naked man.

Treat me like a queen, now you got me feelin' thrown, oh by LouisThiccSexyGlitteryAss (1765, Explicit, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson)

After a photography project leads her to the supposedly empty house of a beautiful woman, Harry learns that vampires are real... And devilishly good with their tongues.

Reccer says: Lesbians! Vampires!

Only for the Brave by Huggieshalo (990, Teen, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson) – fic post Warnings: feelings of imposter syndrome/ internalized homophobia

Louis dealing with big feelings through the process of writing OTB

You Can Let It Go by Huggieshalo (8600, Mature, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson) – fic post Warnings: There are multiple scenes and implications of an unhealthy/toxic family dynamic.

Harry as matilda if she followed her family and never stayed with Ms Honey

I'll knock on your door, it will save me from calling by hl-obsessed (RozaDhampir) (5790, Not Rated, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Zayn Malik & Louis Tomlinson) – fic post

Louis hears "Good Years" for the first time. Harry is there to pick up the pieces.

Reccer says: Love all the emotions in this fic. Very well written!

Remember Me As A Time Of Day by justanothershadeofblue (zjofierose) (67393, Explicit, Niall Horan/Zayn Malik/Liam Payne/Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson)

It's the 20th anniversary of the One Direction hiatus, and the powers that be have decided that it's time for a reunion tour. 5 middle aged lads have to face each other and reconnect

Reccer says: Fabulous look at regrets, angst, smut and love

Peculiar Ugly Duckling by LadyLondonderry (3789, General, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson) – fic post

Loowee is a fish born to a family of FOUS fish. You’ve heard of FOUS fish, haven’t you, reader? Yes, of course you have. Fish Of Unusual Size Fish, of course.

Reccer says: I adore this fic so much. It's a very creative, humorous, and genuine story set in Eroda..

molecular by sarcangel (3862, Teen, Zayn Malik/Louis Tomlinson)

OT5 try to survive a zombie apocalypse.

Reccer says: This fic is intense from the start and tells an entire novel of an epic story in under 4000 words.

last call by neptune rising (thelesserneptune) (666, Not Rated, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson) Warnings: Implied/Referenced Character Death

Harry is a cheeky ground operator at NASA with a slight crush on astronaut Louis Tomlinson. On one late, calm night, they share their most personal conversation yet.

Reccer says: This ficlet pulled me in and then broke my heart (in the best way). The end packs an angsty punch that I didn't see coming.

The In-Between by LadyAJ_13 (2422, General, None) – fic post

“You wake up in a desert with an angel, a demon and a grim reaper-” “-and the accounts manager!” “-yes, alright Liam, and the accounts manager - and you haven’t realised you’re dead?”

Reccer says: I love the banter between the boys as they try to figure out the mystery of why Louis is stuck in The In-Between. The way they all argue and joke around with each other is great.

Chase by wabadabadaba (1900, Explicit, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson)

Louis and Harry play a game of chase during the full moon. A girl direction omegaverse fic.

Reccer says: There are not enough femslash omegaverse fics out there, and this is proof of how incredible they could be.

Remember Me (When I'm With You) by liberty_barnes (1441, Teen, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson) – fic post Warnings: Depression, suicidal thoughts, body dysmorphic disorder

Fallen angel Louis was cast out and angel Harry just wants him to be happy.

Reccer says: It's incredible the amount of emotion and hurt (and world building) come through in such a short fic. But there is hope and comfort to be had from angel Harry even if Louis doesn't always remember him.

The Sweet Yoke by little_obelia/littleobelia (1700, Teen, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson) – fic post

Harry is a nun who looks after her convent's chickens and Louis is the new vet who comes to help care for them.

Reccer says: It's so quirky and funny and completely charming!

close enough to touch, but I never cared for love by femstyles (759, Teen, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson)

Harry and Louis are best friends with benefits and Harry wants more but Louis (thinks) he's not interested in love. A tiny slice of a soft morning.

Reccer says: A perfect, tiny peek - soft and sweet

Stay by Maelstrom_Roots (5000, Mature, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson)

In the months before Louis shows up at the rink, Harry has been considering giving skating up altogether. Then, Louis comes to IceSheffield, his heart so obviously full of love for the sport, for simply being on the ice, that Harry can’t help but fall in love with it too. | Harry and Louis are competitive ice skaters who grow up together at the same rink.

Reccer says: Somehow it feels like 100k fic when it's only 5 - there's so much emotion and story packed in. Absolutely beautifully written, too.

The Doppel Effect by yeah_alright/uhohmorshedios (6500, Teen, Harry Styles & Louis Tomlinson) – fic post

Future Dystopia AU where rich people use lifelike android doppelgangers to be able to do more and get even richer and criminals have stolen the technology to create a sub-class of doppelgangers called Forgeries.Harry lives what he believes to be a simple life, until a mysterious stranger shows up and turns it upside down.

Reccer says: Fascinating story with great tension and well executed surprises. Great worldbuilding! This was probably my favorite fic from 2023. I love love love sci-fi, and this was brilliant and mysterious and creepy and I am absolutely holding out hope that the author will write a longer au of this world.

like sun on the rise by disgruntledkittenface (9000, Mature, Nick Grimshaw/Harry Styles) – fic post

Harry shows up at the coffee shop Nick works at and insists they've known each other in previous lives. Nick doesn't know what to make of her, but luckily, she goes with it.

Reccer says: Characterizations are flawless, the relationship dynamic is wonderful - sweet and funny and flirty and comfortable - and the smut is SO SO HOT

Eyes so blue, Shorts so red by nonsensedarling/absoloutenonsense (2600, General, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson) – fic post

Harry isn’t like any roommate Louis has had before. For one, he doesn’t know what a poem is (or skee-ball, for that matter), but luckily for him, Louis doesn’t mind answering any and all of his questions.

Reccer says: Could not be more charming! Sweet and funny and clever. This Alien!Harry is so earnest and adorable I love him so much.

Hold Steady by abrighteryellow/a-brighter-yellow (3000, Teen, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson) – fic post

Harry can never get his winged eyeliner right so he finally goes to Sephora where Louis helps him.

Reccer says: Wonderful writing! I love this Harry so much and everything about his interactions with Louis are just perfect. Such a sweet, funny, engaging story.

Behind Nowhere by 4ureyesonly28/evilovesyou (3500, General, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson) – fic post

It's the September of 1967 and Harry is curious to find out what the Summer of Love brought to San Francisco.

Reccer says: It's a sweet, tender exploration and the writer captures the atmosphere and Harry's thoughts wonderfully.

{the hs1 collection} 5 fics. 5 songs. 5 decades. by zita17/louisandtheaquarian (28263, Explicit, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson) – fic post

Five unrelated fics, each set in a different decade, from the 1950s through the 1990s, and inspired by a different unreleased HS1 song.

Reccer says: historical fiction, musician and famous/not famous au's, inspired by music + films. This whole series is INCREDIBLE, but the 1978 one is my favorite—the vulnerability, the pining, the musings on self vs. performance are impeccable. Plus, Harry as a mermaid/alien/glam-rock god and Louis as a leather-pants-and-platform-boots punk are genius!

Secrets I Have Held by QuickedWeen (4000, Mature, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson ) – fic post Warnings: Mentions of violence and guns

Peaky Blinders AU with gangster Louis

Reccer says: It's very atmospheric in the time period and world

I See You Shiver With Antici— (SAY IT, SAY IT) by homosociallyyours (666, General, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson) – fic post

Harry has elaborate costumes planned for each night of The Rocky Horror Picture Show

Reccer says: The author packed SO MUCH into 666 words! Gender exploration + euphoria, flirting, and RHPS!

My Kind of Trouble by Homosociallyyours (1800, General, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson) – fic post

Harry is a waitress at Waffle House, Louis stops by for a visit

Reccer says: I love the slow, small town sweetness of these two meeting again after years apart.

[covid-safer-hotties]

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By Amanda Blum

PCR tests are far superior to rapid antigen tests—and now you can get them for home use.

Last week, I was about to go on a date, and because I'm severely immunocompromised, we agreed he would take a COVID test using one of my rapid home PCR tests. It was a courtesy—he felt perfectly fine— but he tested positive. By the next day, he was sick as a dog. And, by the way, the rapid antigen test he took when he got home that night was negative.

Regardless of how you much of a health risk you see in COVID, it is still, at best, an inconvenience that costs you days off work. A simple home PCR test saved me from that inconvenience (and worse), and if I'd relied on the common rapid antigen test or done nothing at all, I would probably be sick right now.

While the world has desperately attempted to move on from COVID, this summer saw the highest case loads since 2022, with a winter surge just around the corner. Almost 300,000 people died from COVID in the US over the last three months alone, so while the pandemic has transitioned into endemic, according to the CDC, there are still risks to be aware of. Around 400 million people worldwide have long COVID, where symptoms can range from annoying to absolutely debilitating, regardless of your age, pre-COVID health, or fitness levels. Cases of long COVID are crushing our medical system, too. The two best tools to avoid getting COVID continue to be masking and testing. Unfortunately, the PCR testing centers that used to be available in each city have long closed, and obtaining a PCR has become expensive and hard to locate. This is why home testing kits are so important.

While you may be used to thinking of COVID tests as interchangeable, there’s a big difference between the standard at-home antigen test and a PCR (molecular) test. Almost five years in, it’s important to understand why PCR tests are the ones you want when accurate testing is important.

The difference between a PCR and a Rapid Antigen Test What you normally think of as a home COVID test—like the kind you can order for free from the government—is a rapid antigen test. When these at-home COVID tests became available, they were a powerful tool to help people know they were positive so they could isolate themselves from others. Almost all at-home tests were lateral flow tests, also known as rapid antigen tests (RATs). They measure for proteins on the outside of SARS-C0V-2, but they have a major flaw: They can only detect active virus. If you’re asymptomatic or don’t have a high viral load yet, the RAT may show negative results while you have an active and contagious infection.

This is why, if you already have symptoms, a negative antigen test isn't conclusive. You may need to test a number of times to confirm you have COVID. When you first get sick, you may go a number of days (as many as five) without enough virus to set off a positive RAT test. RATs were designed to be taken multiple times in sequence.

A PCR, also known as a NAAT or molecular test, measures RNA and can detect even small amounts of the virus. This is why it has always been considered the “gold standard” of COVID testing. These tests are generally considered accurate starting one to three days before you experience symptoms. Until last year, you needed to get a PCR from a testing center, but home tests have evolved and there are now four rapid, at-home molecular COVID tests, meaning you test and get a result within 30 minutes.

Why we still need COVID testing The world is now divided into people who view COVID as part of regular life and those who, due to chronic illness, immune issues, previous infections, or age, cannot afford to get infected. For a long time, we viewed COVID testing as something you do for your own health, but home PCR testing represents a way you can easily protect those vulnerable people in your life without cutting them off from society.

But even if you're not concerned about others, you should still care about protecting yourself from multiple infections. While the likelihood you will die of COVID has gone down dramatically due to vaccines, medical interventions, and natural immunity from infection, the news has not done a great job talking about long COVID. As people get infected two, three, four, and more times, they are playing against the odds. It’s estimated that one in 10—or even as many as one in five—infections leads to long COVID, and to explain how much it’s not “just the flu,” COVID is now considered to be a vascular illness. That means it affects the blood vessels in your body, which go everywhere. Thinking of COVID as a vascular illness helps explain why long COVID is everything from extreme fatigue to migraines to numbness in your extremities, loss of smell and taste, extreme fatigue, and neurological and cardiovascular conditions.

While lots of people no longer even test to see if they have COVID, there are a few reasons to get a definitive answer. First, you can only get the intervention Paxlovid within the first five days of symptoms. Anti-virals like Paxlovid knock down your viral load, one of the things we think helps prevent long COVID. Second, no one knows who will get long COVID, and you might need proof of that positive test in the future for insurance or benefits or even to justify sick days.

Lastly, you need to get tested because it is hard to know when you have COVID. Symptoms of COVID include headache, body ache, fever, sniffles, congestion, fatigue, sore throat, vomiting, diarrhea, and loss of smell or taste. In other words, absolutely anything out of the ordinary. While a RAT is unreliable for safe socializing with people for the reasons explained above, a molecular test can pretty reliably clear someone to come in your house that day, or be in close proximity. In that way, these molecular tests can be a tool to help immunocompromised people back into the world and make multigenerational celebrations safer.

How to get a molecular/PCR test Outside of your home, your main options now are urgent care clinics and places that do testing for travel. In both cases, they’ll be expensive. In the case of urgent care, they’ll put you in the same space as all the sick people, who are now no longer required to mask in healthcare settings, so if you don't already have COVID, you might pick it up there. Fortunately, there are molecular (PCR quality) tests you can take at home.

Rapid molecular tests require a similar effort on your part as a RAT test. You’ll swab yourself and then insert that swab into a machine that gives you a result. There are currently just four brands of these tests available: Lucira, Metrix, 3EO, and PlusLife. Unlike RAT tests, you have to order them, although Metrix and Lucira tests are available on Amazon, and Walgreens stocks Lucira tests in select stores. For a long time, they were just too expensive for most people, so they were relegated to the likes of movie sets, law firms, and Google employees. Prices have gone down, so now they’re more accessible—as low as $10 a test. Here are your options.

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[urgunnamissmebymytaco]

The thing is, had Kickbox Crackerjack become a villain at the moment when Kristen said 'What are you, like, four different dogs?' like if that had been her deciding moment, then I would've understood and been on her side. If that had been her final strike and what pushed her over the edge, I would be calling her by her name right now and hoping for a redemption arc. But it wasn't! She had killed all of her friends months ago! Made them go through a horrific ritual that changed who they were at a molecular level. Their blood wasn't even just blood anymore!!! And so fuck her

And also that was just such a funny and brutal insult right off the dome. I don't know how Kristen (Ally) thought of it so quickly okay? how could I not hope for her complete and utter destruction

[chuuyrr]

Hello I hope your having a wonderful day/night I was wondering how do you think Chuuya would react to having an s/o as the scarlet witch. Again I hope you have a great day!

chuuya with a scarlet witch! s/o

bungo stray dogs x scarlet witch! reader

masterlist of the series

╰➤ CW(s): possible bungo stray dogs spoilers. headcanons + scenario. mentions of scarlet witch's powers and abilities. reference to multiverse of madness

╰➤ PAIRING(s): nakahara chuuya

headcanons !

chuuya can levitate and make things levitate, and so can you, which piques his interest given how similar your ability is to his gravity manipulation ability—except that's not all you could do.

chuuya's undoubtedly in awe that you have multiple abilities given how you possess chaos magic, which gives you the power to alter reality to a molecular level, control psionic energy, manipulate gravity, the list practically goes on.

chuuya adores everything you do and can do, even if you use your wiggly-woos to make him glow red and levitate in order to surprise him and fool him into thinking he has lost control of his ability. chuuya loves your surprises especially.

you and chuuya definitely use your abilities respectively to levitate around and mess up each other's gravity, but given that yours is stronger, he often fails to fight against it.

you two would be a power couple. people in the mafia are scared of you and chuuya. he's practically a god, while you're a witch who harnesses chaos magic, a tremendous power that is supposed to be a myth.

whether or not you're a part of the mafia as an executive, member, or just known as his beloved, they are scared regardless 💀

however, he's a little upset with how you can easily win against him. but don't worry, chuuya does indeed love the fact that you could and would kick his ass, and how very much capable you are. he's very smitten!

chuuya accepts and understands you being the scarlet eitch wholeheartedly. take it from someone who has had a difficult childhood and does not feel human because he possesses arahabaki :(

chuuya comforts you whenever you don't feel human, but a monster because of your ability, err, abilities.

he always reassures you the same way you do whenever he feels like that too.

chuuya's love for you is often expressed through words, gifts, and lots of affection, from kisses to tight hugs. chuuya never ever fails to make you feel loved and always lavishes you with the things you like.

chuuya, on the other hand, constantly praises and boasts about you to his colleagues and subordinates. he always tells you how strong and powerful you are, even more than he is, and how proud he is of you.

even if you can be absolutely terrifying when fighting and using your chaos magic as the scarlet witch to the fullest, i doubt chuuya would be scared of you. in fact, he's more worried about you being scared of him using corruption when you're far scarier. ironic, isn't it?

it does worry him at times whenever you're in a bad mood at home though.

chuuya once came to you in the kitchen staring blankly at a wall in deep thought with red glowing eyes, lights flickering, and all of the kitchen knives in the air. yeah...

but, once again, this man is of loyalty. chuuya has complete trust in you. he knows you would never hurt him, even if your powerful chaos magic could turn a man into string cheese or erase someone from existence in an instant.

chuuya would undoubtedly be like dazai to you, in that he is there to stop you when you unintentionally let things out of your control and comforts you.

chuuya admires and respects you greatly. he is astounded by your ability to use chaos magic designed for long range combat in close range hand-to-hand combat. chuuya also definitely learns from you, and you learn from him too given his knowledge of martial arts.

chuuya sometimes wonders how someone as sweet, kind, and loving as you can be while also being breathtakingly dangerous and ruthless when necessary.

he does blush and become flustered when you read his mind, reading his thoughts about you.

scenario !

chuuya was finishing up paperwork in his office at the port mafia headquarters when the stacks of reports on his desk began to glow red and levitate. chuuya's eyes widened in surprise and he became a little concerned, but he soon realized who it was as the stacks of reports in the air formed a heart.

and that's because there was only one other person with an ability similar to his.

"oi, [name], i know it's you," chuuya exclaimed, placing down his pen as he folded his arms.

immediately, the stacks of reports floated back down on his desk, neatly piled up, and a pair of arms wrapped around him from behind, causing chuuya to jump a little in surprise. you couldn't stop giggling at your boyfriend's adorable yet funny reaction as you used your red psionics to make his hat float up to kiss his hairline before placing it back on top of his head.

"h-hey!" chuuya exclaimed, a smile spreading across his face as he looked up at you lovingly, but leaned and relaxed in your embrace.

"hi, chuuya," you said, giggling and smiling in return, "sorry, i couldn't help myself. i just wanted to check up on you."

"it's fine, love," chuuya said as he leaned forward, planting a kiss on your jaw before sitting back in his chair, holding onto your arms that were enveloping him in an embrace from behind him, "i needed a pick-me-up. these reports are killing me."

"i figured," you hummed, peering over him to look at the papers on his desk, "which is why i got you a little something."

"oh, and what's that?" chuuya raised a brow, chuckling softly.

you reached out your hand and interlocked your fingers, your fingertips glowing red. with that, a box of cookies promptly appeared on his desk, along with a cup of piping hot black coffee.

"tada! i had some free time earlier, so i baked red velvet cookies," you exclaimed, pulling away from him to stand in front of him and motion over the cookies, "now i know the coffee isn't your favorite wine, but to be fair, wine doesn't really go well with cookies. so yeah, no booze.."

"relax, [name], i would eat anything you cook and give me, love," chuuya said, taking your hand and kissing your fingertips all the way to your knuckles before gently squeezing it, "i really appreciate it. thank you for coming here."

"you're always welcome, chuuya," you chuckled softly, pulling your hand away to fondly boop at his nose while staring at him lovingly.

chuuya caught your gaze and returned it with a lovesick look of admiration.

you had the most gorgeous [color] eyes, and he adored your soothing touch and affection. in fact, seeing you up close as his gaze was drawn to your lips made him fall in love all over again. he wanted to kiss you so bad. you were truly a beauty in his eyes, alluring and powerful, but as he did so, his face flushed red as he realized what you were doing when you began smirking.

chuuya backed away from your touch, a blushing mess that contrasted sharply with his terrifying and profressional charisma as a port mafia executive, "s-stop reading my mind!"

as you clasped your hands together, you simply laughed at chuuya's adorable reaction, "oops~"

"my bad! i'll stop, okay?" you said immediately before folding your arms across your chest and tilting your head to the side, staring at him with a sweet yet slightly seductive smile and wink that sent chuuya mentally ascending.

"but you know, you can kiss me if you want to, chuuya. no need to be shy, yeah?"

"[NAME]!"

[ author's notes ! thank you so much for requesting dear anon and to the other anons who asked for said reader or s/o to make use of chaos magic similarly to chuuya's gravity manipulation ability :) happy reading and enjoy <3 ]

[just-anka]

Survived the final few weeks in the lab despite the stress and chaos of finishing. From tomorrow it's thesis writing time! And my supervisor agreed to let me do it remotely so we're in the UK for the next couple of weeks, visiting Ben's family first and then some friends. I took the weekend off to try and recover some energy after 6 weeks of working weekends etc, and it's been amazing, I feel so much further removed from all the stress just being somewhere else, and getting that bit of time off was just what I needed. Also feels kind of full circle because I spent lockdown here right after starting my PhD, so I wrote my project proposal in this house and now I'm writing my thesis here too.

[animeprincessforever]

Brother Dazai X Reader X Chuuya

Why Him?

YOUR POV:

I’ve been in the port mafia since I was 12 I’m a nurse but I have an ability. You see my ability was creation my ability gives me the power to create any non-living material/object from my exposed skin by transforming the molecular structure of my body fat cells and turning it into something. It comes in handy I guess. But I’ve always found it useless. So I love being a nurse for the Port Mafia. However Mr.Mori appreciates it cause I can create replacements of certain valuables and usually by the time people find out it’s a fake it’s too late. I’ve hated my ability cause it always makes me hungry. I eat up to 10 meals a day when I use my ability. Today was one of those days. I had used it to make new communication devices. When me and my brother were summoned to the boss Dazai carried me into the room as I was exhausted. Mori said “Ah, Dazai,  (Y/n)  there’s someone I want you to meet. Chuuya Nakahara. He is the leader of the sheep.” Dazai said “you’re the punk kid from earlier! Very short!” Chuuya said “I’m still growing! And I’m not the leader of the sheep I just have a good card up my sleeve.” As they bickered I asked “Mr.Mori, with all do respect I don’t understand why I’m here. I’m useless. So why am I here.” Ougai replied “you are very useful. Now Dazai and Chuuya you too are going to go on a little mission. (Y/n) please step out your job is separate.” I bowed “yes master.”

Time Skip

When I was summoned by Mr Mori I passed my brother and gave him a hug “be safe and careful brother. I love you.” Dazai smiled and patted my head “you should know by now that no one stands against me.” I smiled “I know” I turned to Chuuya “thank you please look out for each other. Chuuya thank you for your service even if you didn’t have a choice.” I bowed and walked in. Mori said “I would like you to be close by with your tools. Just in case. I have a feeling once the sheep find out they might attack Chuuya. So then he’d join the port.” I nodded “as you wish boss.” He smiled “very well you may be excused.” I then made my way out and waited for my brother’s safe return.

Time Skip

As I went to the spot I was told to meet my brother I watch Chuuya was stabbed and I saw him hiding on the ledge near water. I was with my brother now and Chuuya said “don’t kill the children.” Dazai smirked “as we discussed the children will remained unharmed.” Chuuya huffed as he mumbled “bastard planned it” as my brother and the men left I went over to Chuuya. “What do you want?” He barked and I said “let me help you please.” He mumbled “fine.” So I got to work I brought out my medical box and put gloves on. I removed his jacket and shirt then I removed the knife slowly and put it in a bag. I pulled out some needles and said “these may hurt a bit but it’s going to remove the poison.” As I gave him the shot I bandaged him up. “Here I hope this helps.” I then grabbed a blanket and draped it around him. “To keep you covered I’ll clean your clothes. Now please follow me.” As I got into the limo with him he said “are you really related to that suicidal maniac?” I giggled “oh you mean my brother Dazai. Ya… I know he is a handful but I appreciate you looking out for him!” I said with a smile. Since that day we formed a relationship.

Time Skip

A year later we became boyfriend and girlfriend. However, my brother wasn’t to pleased when I told him he said “why?!?! Oh why?! (Y/n)! Why did you pick Chuuya?! Why him?!” I giggled “love works in mysterious ways” I said with a smile. Dazai said “you know there are taller and more better looking guys out there right?” As he said that Chuuya overheard and like usual they argued

Chuuya-at least I’m not a suicidal manic!

Dazai-at least I’m tall!

Chuuya-I’m still growing!

Dazai-really how much? Half a centimeter?

Chuuya-why you!

Dazai smirked and said “nuh uh uh! Your my dog Chuuya you must respect me after all you lost!” I sighed and shook my head. ‘I wish they could get along.’

Time Skip (in armed detective agency)

I was sound asleep when I heard my brother “we got to go.” Was all he said. I asked “but Chuuya!” Dazai said “we are leaving forget about him you deserve better.” That was YEARS AGO. I miss Chuuya but I know brother did what was best. But now we were in a crazy scenario and it all evolved around a man named Fydor. People where turning into vampires and dying it was scary. However, I was forced to watch from sidelines. When I saw Chuuya tears filled my eyes. He is a vampire! I was shocked I went to the roof as I watched Dazai get the antidote to get the poison out of his body he then said “I had a card up my sleeve. You can come out now!” I looked and saw Chuuya he took off the contacts and said “so what now?” I was frozen the man I love was in front of me. As I blocked out everything just staring at Chuuya I heard him say “damn! These fangs won’t come out!” I giggled and went over to him. “Let me help.” I mumbled as I grabbed something to help them slip out. “There!” I said with a smile. Then Dazai and Nikolai talked with Chuuya I stayed quiet. ‘Just like the old days back in the port.my brother and boyfriend kicking butt while I’m a nurse on scene. I missed it.’ I thought.

Time Skip

Things seemed at peace and I felt happy but I had some sadness ‘I should’ve tried to talk to him more’ then I heard a voice “so you’re still alive.” I saw Chuuya and I said “ya why?” Chuuya said “that’s what Dazai told me during the battle of the guild. But I knew you wouldn’t have died so easily.” He walked closer to me and pinned me against the wall. “Now you owe me for all the time I spent looking for you.” He said as he gave me a kiss I sunk in then I heard my brother. “NO!!!! (Y/n)!!!! Why?!?! I tried to get you to go with Kunikida! I should’ve tried harder! Why Chuuya?!” I smiled and looked at Chuuya then grabbed his hand “Dazai dear brother. You can try to set me up with someone else but it won’t work. I love Chuuya and only him.”

The End SORRY CRINGE Tysm For Reading

[wormtitty]

Kinktober Day 4: telepathy (armand/daniel + louis)

on AO3 here.

“Having fun, Daniel?” Oh. That's Louis’ voice in his head. He freezes. 

Of course Armand notices. The rhythmic thrusting slows to a gentle grind. “Daniel?” He asks, so polite. 

“I’m fine - keep going, I just.” He cuts himself off as Louis chuckles, low in the depths of his mind. “Um.” 

Armand bends over him until their noses nearly touch, cupping his face in both palms. The movement shifts his cock even deeper inside of him. Daniel swears he can feel it in his fucking throat. 

“Where is your mind, Daniel? You’ve gone elsewhere.” Its - cute. How Armand peers at him like he’s studying his molecular makeup yet caressing the sides of his face as if he’s something precious. 

“Something like that? A crash course on vampire telepathy might be helpful right about now, I think.” 

Armand hums, inquisitive, and brushes a kiss to his forehead. It shouldn't be so endearing, this tenderness and attention from the guy who’s currently eight-inches deep in his guts, but Daniel’s always had crossed wires about this kind of shit, so sue him. 

“He can’t read your mind, Daniel. You going to tell him who you’re talking to while he’s fucking you?” 

I am not talking to you, he projects, or at least he hopes he does. Not on purpose.

Daniel pulls Armand down by the back of his neck and closes the distance between them, licking into his mouth sweetly. He rocks up against him, reminds him how good he’s making Daniel feel before he drops the bomb. 

“It’s - aw, hell - it’s Louis.” A shocked sound reverberates around him, Armand’s and Louis’ joint surprise echoing like a feedback loop. Armand starts to pull away. Daniel grips him tight, doesn’t let him get far. “It’s not like I intended for this to happen, alright? But he’s here and now I don’t -” He cuts himself off with a frustrated groan.

Armand goes corpse-still.

“Pity, I was enjoying myself.” Louis chimes in. Don’t you have your own vampire daddy to bother? Daniel shoots back. “He’s busy, you know, rehearsals at all hours of the night. You know how it is.” 

Daniel does not, in fact, know how it is. Armand seems to be always at his side these days, hovering like an overattentive mother. Making up for lost time, he guesses. 

Speaking of, the vampire above him seems to snap back to life again, blinking rapidly out of his stupor. “Armand?” Daniel runs his hands up and down his flank in broad strokes, as if soothing a spooked horse instead of the centuries-old apex predator that’s currently balls deep inside of him. 

“Let him listen, then.” He sniffs, obviously trying his best to appear unaffected. Daniel sees right through him, but he’d kind of like to get off tonight, so he doesn’t call him on his bluff.

You hear that? Louis hums in his head, confirming. Daniel gets the sense that he’s settling in. Keep the commentary to yourself, at least.

And he does, for a little while. Armand sets about fucking him with renewed fervor, nosing along the line of his neck and mouthing at his jaw wetly. He snaps his hips, mean and punishing and exactly how Daniel likes it. That cock of his brushes against his prostate on every other thrust. He almost forgets about their telepathic visitor.

“He’s big, isn’t he? Makes you feel like you’re split open.” Jesus Christ. Daniel grinds his teeth together, slides a leg up and over Armand’s hip, pulling him closer, closer still. He tries not to think about Louis in his place, fails spectacularly. His traitorous cock jerks, leaking a drop of red, adding to the already sticky mess between his legs. 

“Are you close, Daniel?” He’s panting like a dog, more confused and turned on than he’s been in ages, Armand lighting up his insides like a fucking christmas tree and Louis whispering sweet nothings in his head. For one single second Daniel wishes Louis was actually there, with them, then immediately shoves the thought out of his mind as Armand reaches between them to wrap a hand around his dick.

“Yes, yeah, gonna come, like that - fuck, baby,” he’s babbling, he knows, but he can’t do a damn thing to stop the nonsense from slipping out. 

“Good boy,” Louis’ praise sends a shudder through him, and that’s it, he’s done for. Armand gets one more good thrust in before Daniel clamps down around his cock, spilling hot and wet between their bodies.

[berzatto-and-you]

Can I get some spice up in this feed!!! If that’s not too much trouble 💕

Hell yes you can!! It is never too much trouble, especially because you asked so sweetly. We'll keep it relatively vanilla because words (like dick) are hard and I won't ever unleash kink on an ask unless specifically requested. Enjoy <3

Cooking at home was so very different to cooking at the restaurant. For one, the few times you'd caught a glimpse of Carmy at work, he was always tense, ready to explode. In his own kitchen though? That same focus, attention, and care was there but none of the stress. In fact, it was where you'd seen him at his most relaxed.

Your evening together was spent with Carmy mixing cookie dough while you leaned against the counter and watched. What was most unfair was the way his muscles flexed as he gripped the spatula and twisted the dough in the bowl. Already it was smelling so damn good but Carmy had been adamant about not tasting it. Something about it containing raw egg and the risk of salmonella. Which was all nice but not enough of a deterrent. Cheekily you pointed towards the oven with a "you need that on already?" and, as hoped, Carmy looked at it with a frown. It gave you the perfect window of opportunity to swipe your finger into the bowl to get some of the forbidden treat. The spatula smacked against the back of your hand as Carmy let out an outraged "oi!"

"Ow!" Your mock hurt had him frowning for a moment before realisation dawned on him. Mainly because you're tried to stick your finger in the bowl again while he was busy feeling guilty. This time said bowl was wrenched away as Carmy twisted to protect his precious dough. Like such a tactic had ever stopped you before. With dogged determination, you lunged to follow, hand out and ready to scoop up the dough that was going to be all the more tasty for how hard you had to work for it. Half laughed cries of "stop it" and "no" echoed through the kitchen until the bowl was sent clattering across the counter as Carmy changed tactics.

Strong arms locked around you as he bodily tried to stop you. Fire, as you well knew, had to be fought with fire in such an instance. As your arms were trapped, you employed dead weight physics (or, as you preferred to call it: molecular densitising). The two of you went crashing to the ground amid shouts and laughter. Though it had started out as a mock fight, all too soon the two of you were grunting and wrestling on the ground. At last you sat, straddling Carmy's hips, hands pinned his wrists above his head. What you didn't expect was him to grin.

"I win," he announced from under you.

"What? No! I win! You're pinned."

All it took was one roll of his hips from something very suspicious and familiar to poke you. As your eyes widened in understanding, Carmy licked his lips.

"As I said, I win."

The only sensible response to that was to lean down and kiss him silly. It meant letting his wrists go and his hands were immediately on you, one shoving under your t-shirt while the other cupped your cheek to angle the kiss better. Clothes couldn't come off quickly enough after that. As you pulled your top off, Carmy was leaving nipping kisses on your chest, tongue catching on a nipple as he sat up. Awkwardly twisting, he tugged a drawer open behind him and you sent a silent thanks to the universe that he was so determined to be well prepared in all situations. The lube was handed over to you and Carmy sprawled back on the floor, content to let you do all the hard work.

Not soon enough, you were sinking down on his length, watching as his lowed lip was caught between teeth to stifle any noises. Once settled, you reached with your clean hand, thumb swiping over his chin to encourage Carmy to release not just his lip but the sounds too. It worked like a dream.

"Fuck, sweetheart," he rumbled, hands on your hips, guiding you to start moving. You didn't exactly need much encouragement to start riding him at a leisurely pace. As you moved, taking pleasure in the way your body was reluctant to move far from him, your hands landed on his chest, fingertips leaving small valleys in his skin as you pressed down. When he grunted, you curled your figners, nails biting into the muscle. It earned you a whine and his hips twitched up. Not bad but you could both do better.

Picking up the pace a bit, you started riding Carmy in earnest, relishing how he met each of your movements with a thrust of his own. Sooner than you would have ideally liked, his head was thrown back, soft noises building in the back of his throat. Sitting back, you braced against your own calves. It changed the angle, rather than thrusting the two of you were grinding as Carmy stared up at you with his mouth open, half formed words and pleas never quite making their way out of his throat.

One hand drifted from your hip, stroked across the warm skin of your belly just to wander lower. The way Carmy's fingers ghosted teasingly over you was only a little mean but he didn't mean it like that. He wanted you to feel good too but his body and mind weren't quite able to split his focus. Not when you were circling your hips just so.

"Shit. Slow, darling, slow," he all but whined yet you refused to listen. The hand touching you became sloppier, his eyes blown wide and gasps ragged. You had carmy exactly where you wanted him; on edge and spiralling higher. "Please. Fuck. Gonna-"

That was as far as Carmy got as you leaned back forward, hands planted firmly against his chest and rode him in earnest. Truth be told, you were also getting close but you weren't going to finish before he was. It was a matter of pride and your reward was going to be some cookie dough as well as some excellent sex.

It didn't take much before Carmy's spine arched and you would have put good money on his toes curling if you bothered to turn to look. However, you were too caught up in watching Carmy shudder below you, muscles locking and relaxing as he gave himself over to his pleasure. Only once he was a boneless pile below you, cock softening inside you did you reach to touch yourself. Heavy lidded, dark eyes stared, torn between watching your face and your hand. With such a rapt audience it didn't take long for you to cry out either, head tipped back and eyes sightlessly staring at the celiing.

Sated, you flopped forward and plastered yourself against Carmy's chest. After a minute of collecting your scattered brain cells, you push up just enough to look Carmy in the eye.

"Still winning," you announce cheekily.

"Fuck. I thought you'd forget."

"Your dick is great but not that great."

Hands stroked over your thighs as Carmy hummed, seemingly deep in thought. "You know, you're right. I could have done better. Get on the bed. I have a point to prove."

By the time the two of you were done, the cookie dough had been sat on the side long enough for the butter to melt into a sad wet puddle under it. Sure, it was a waste but Carmy looked all too smug that you were no longer willing to try and eat it raw.