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passthroughtime · 1 year ago

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Was Sawa-sensei really the only argument Yagami had? The answer may shock you

So, few people know that I fucking despise this take. It's been fun and still can be fun to me sometimes, but as time goes, I see more and more people thinking that unironically and even hate Yagami for this, among other things.

(Huge spoilers for both games ahead. Obviously.)

And I do a lot of (over)thinking myself, as I am writing a looong fic (first three chapters already live on ao3, sorry for shameless promo), and I always love to delve into characters' motives in canon events, goes with writing exclusively canon compliant things of course, and adding to my ever existing brainworms. Moreover, I'm revisiting Judgment atm for the first time since early 2020 if I'm being correct? And I see a lot of things I've forgotten which give lots what has happened in Lost Judgment pretty damn much sense. The Sawa argument is among these things.

First things first, what was the takeaway of the first game for Yagami? His trauma at first was that he fucked up bad and felt he had lost some crucial evidence that Okubo was actually the killer, but during the events of the game it transforms into "I haven't done anything to get to the truth". His trauma, as well Kuwana's, has its core in their inaction during the critical events of their lives. They were never the same again because they didn't do anything while they could, and yes, in that regard they are wounded in the same way.

How have they both responded? In a similar way. Yagami swore to always get involved there he can do something to change the situation before it escalates. Kuwana does the opposite, he tries to punish for the mistakes already made. (Which is funny considering that Yagami as a lawyer dealt with consequences while Kuwana as a teacher had the power to navigate people's lives to prevent the same mistakes, but it's the whole other theme in itself, and has little to do with the initial one.) Let's focus on Yagami though.

The only reason why Yagami repeatedly gets involved on his own in the Lost Judgment plot time and time again, though literally nobody asked him to do so, is the lesson which he learns in the first game. He says explicitly that he wants to get to the bottom of things, and not forget about cases when a trial is done. That's the reason why he doesn't want to be a lawyer again and why he can never be one again, not full-time at least.

And then Sawa gets murdered. Yagami draws parallel to Terasawa Emi (because of course he does) and is determined to bring everyone who is responsible for her death to the light. For now, it's Soma, the direct murderer, and Kuwana, which made Sawa the connecting thread between his crimes. Yagami realizes that Sawa's death was a tool for everyone to get what they wanted, like Emi's. He references it here:

At this point, Yagami has no proof to think otherwise. He thinks that everyone has forgot about Sawa and that she shouldn't have died. The very least Yagami could do, is to make sure everyone will answer for what they did to her. He sees that Kuwana feels guilty and quite shitty that the student which he thinks so highly of was murdered. Kuwana feels responsible, and Yagami knows that someday he will break.

I think it's also important to say that at no point of LJ has Yagami says anything remotely identifying the goal of his words and actions as "murder bad", but that's more obvious than anything else though requires explanation too if I'm to be believed that Yagami isn't after justice for all the murders.

This whole scene is the Sawa argument summarized, but if you look closer, it is really the only beef he has against Kuwana.

BTW he's not as goody two shoes as you prefer to see him in LJ, if his "I get how you feel" doesn't convince you.

And then the one person Kuwana is determined to do anything for has betrayed him, right before Yagami's eyes. What does Kuwana do? Abandon Yagami when Soma has said to his lackeys to do anything so he wouldn't escape, even murder him perhaps?

Great question, Yagami. This really does contradict everything he has thought of Kuwana since forever. After, instead of a goodbye Kuwana makes sure Soma couldn't stay on the boat longer and kidnap/kill Yagami. RK had no time for that, fleeing was the priority over someone they can find some time after.

First thing Yagami does is visit Kusumoto at the hospital, where he learns she has no regard to Kuwana's life, as long as her son is safe and her crime stays uncovered. Which is fine, I guess, though it's sad because Kuwana would do anything for her and for Mitsuru, but whatever. Ehara doesn't come around too, which also understandable, though Kuwana has risked his life to give Yagami the crucial evidence, he is nothing to him and has already played his part. He is just a tool in his revenge. Wait... What?

Yes, actually it's Kuwana who is being brushed off as collateral damage by everyone. Everyone he has helped actually. And he hasn't come clean during the time before Ehara's trial (he at least could leak the information or point to the body without endangering himself, idk) nor he disappeared to save his skin.

After the trial he thanks Yagami for helping Ehara (which Kuwana wasn't able to do himself) and points to his, and Kawai's body, location. Kuwana knows damn well he can die, but getting to the one who murdered Sawa is more important to him. So, Kuwana has no one on his side, even himself.

No one is going to save him. Sure, he isn't as innocent as Emi, he has fucked some shit up. Does he deserve to disappear for good and be forgotten, or even worse, be remembered as a psycho teacher who killed his student? Yagami doesn't think so. All Yagami sees is that Kuwana desperately tries to protect everyone who did everything right or did nothing at all, every victim of bullying. He has no other motive.

Yagami takes no shit from Kuwana, he isn't afraid or angry when Kuwana threatens to blow up the warehouse (as Sugiura and Higashi for example). He knows that Kuwana isn't capable of killing anyone who doesn't deserve it, he takes no pleasure in murder and doesn't do it for personal gain. Yagami, Kaito, everyone else aren't guilty of anything which deserves death as punishment.

If not for the gang, he would set off the bomb though, I'm 100% sure. But that's besides the point.

So, returning to the question: Was Sawa-sensei really the only argument Yagami had? An answer is yes. Because he really doesn't fucking care bullies are being murdered, slay worstie. But it's not because he's such a crappy lawyer, but because he realizes the importance of a person's life above everything else. And a person who cares is not necessarily stupid or unprofessional.

You can argue all you want who was right and who was wrong. It doesn't matter for the characters.

It was never about justice. They don't argue from a legal point of view. It was about remembering about the importance of a person's life.

I beg you to look at this story from another perspective. Not as a technical coldly-perfect story it should've been. People are imperfect, and Yagami, first and foremost, a person. A person who cares. And JE with LJ as stories can be imperfect... but also realistic.

Terasawa Emi is murdered for the greater good. Sawa is murdered for selfish reasons. Kuwana is almost murdered for the both. I can't imagine Yagami would want to go through lots of red tape to do something someday. He does this something right now. Because the lives of people, living and breathing, should be protected right now and valued above what's right legally.

Please, stop looking at fiction as something which should be perfect, or make more sense, be more logical and emotionally detached than the real world. Some can be like that, but Judgment hasn't been from the start.

#lost judgment #lost judgment spoilers #yagami takayuki #kuwana jin #judge eyes #eugh #i'm unbearable #and idk maybe its obvious actually. but for some it may not be. i dunno at this point #kuwagami #putting letters together one word at a time #otp: mending the wounds

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thegoldenshi-shi · 1 year ago

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I just have to ask you 2 questions fiejfbdjrj

Are you an Egyptology nerd? Or avid fan, if you haven't hyperfixated like me 0//0 if you are, I'd like to know the whole story behind the ancient Egypt au bc it f u e l s me in a way-

Secondly, can I pls make fics on the ancient Egypt au 🥺🥺🥺🥺 it's so pretty and I'm not really sure ill be able to capture everything bc I did see some wips, but I still wanna write it ^^

Firstly: thank you very much~ I'm glad that you think my Egyptian things to be pretty 💕

(your username is cool btw, I like it a lot)

I'd never thought about whether I'm a nerd or not… I'm fascinated with ancient history in general,(currently combing through Mesoamerican history atm) but yeah, I'll say that Ancient Egypt has a soft spot in my heart. I took a course in Egyptian Hieroglyphics and have several books ranging from a difficult book on Middle Egyptian literature (in hieroglyphics)to books on their mythology to a large National Geographic book that spans the entire history. Now that I think about it, I guess I do count as an Egyptology nerd hehe

✨Word-Vomit-Time ✨

Honestly, the whole thing began as a desire to draw Leona as a pharaoh because I thought he'd be pretty. Then it snowballed into how best to adjust Ramses the Great's exploits to account for magic, whether or not I wanted Falena as an Akhenaten-type or as a nice pharaoh and whether or not I should try to translate Leona's UM chant into hieroglyphics for the sake of authenticity.

So far as the au is concerned it actually spans more than just Egypt. I selected a culture/country for each dorm and re-worked them with that as a base. So just as all of Savanaclaw are Egyptian, Diasomnia is Celtic, Scarabia is an amalgamation of the countries found along the Silk Road, etc.

I've worked with Savanaclaw and Diasomnia (Ancient Egypt and the Celtic Tribes) the most and they have a tense respect that could become violent if the wrong moves are made. Leona is angry at having to deal with diplomacy that should be Falena's job, but doesn't want it botched and has to handle it himself. Malleus is fascinated with the radically different culture that Leona represents and likes pushing people's buttons…. You can get the picture hehe.

With the individual characters: I have Jack functioning as a guard/military figure, since jackals and other canines were often associated with protection. (Thinking about Anubis, and Wepawet) He works directly under the royal family, specifically Leona.

Leona is still not very liked due to his sand-magic in a desert environment BUT he is valued for his offensive capacity (and for his Nefertiti-level pretty face). Defending the borders and war were the domains of the lion deities Anhur and Sekhmet. Of course I really want to work parallels to Set into him as well, but that's a story for another day.

Ruggie is kind of floating around as a free agent, but he works as a good spy since nobody pays him any mind. I don't really know how Falena and Cheka fit in outside of the fact that Falena is Pharaoh and Checka is the Crown Prince.

By all means, go ahead and make as many fics as you like on the au. I really enjoy adding things to it as I go but my free time has been non-existent lately. I'm happy that you like the au enough to want to add your own things to it.

If you do, please let me know, I'd be interested to see what you come up with👀

Thank you so much once again for your ask! I appreciate that you took time to reach out and say something to me ^J^

#ask #leona kingscholar #twisted wonderland #ancient egypt #egyptology #ancient egypt au #thank you for asking #now that I look at it #I'm a sad little history geek with an appetite for dead/rarely used languages #I learned middle egyptian in like two months?#Japanese is around four years in and still shaky -_-#twst au #twst leona

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usmsgutterson · 2 years ago

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Hi !! I’m binge reading all your writing rn and I’m still looking obsessed <3 I’d love to request any of the crows x a reader who’s an identical twin, their twin is very outgoing and knows the crows well as they’ve worked together for heists and such but the reader is basically the opposite, they’re on the quieter side and prefer literature and baking to whatever the crows are getting up to. When they meet the crows they’re mistaken as their twin, maybe because their twin asked them to help on a job without informing the crows? Anyway I don’t really have a preference for what type of writing this is or the crows it’s for ^^ thank you :D 👾

The Librarian-platonic! crows x gn! reader

Hi! I'm so sorry that this took me a while--my tumblr inbox is being glitchy and weird atm and requests have been disappearing and reappearing at random so I caught this in my inbox while I was lucky.

As the title indicates, I added one thing! The reader is a librarian because I was like "they gotta have a job. They like to read, librarian it is" and I hope that you're okay with that!

Generally though, thank you for sending this in, this concept was a lot of fun and definitely a good way to try to get myself used to writing requests frequently again after several months of near-burnout and demotivation.

Fic type- this one is literally just fluff

Warnings- mentions of murder (generally), mentions of murder by thwack of thick book to ones head, and theres an allusion to body parts being cut up and put into a box, then leaving that box to float to the bottom of the ocean (Jesper refers to it as slice and dice, and I promise it's less graphic than it seems)

You didn't know why you'd agreed to help your twin. You were their opposite--they were all about the life of crime that most Barrel residents lived, where you were content to work at the library you'd been working at since you were seventeen and sell your baked goods at the market stalls on the weekends.

You did not like the Barrel at all.

You resented how easy it was to find yourself a victim of pickpocketing whenever you wandered into a gambling den on that side of town or even just while you walked through the streets.

You much preferred your apartment and the smell of fresh cinnamon buns to the vague smell of swamp mingling with gasoline and peoples loud, rowdy ways as they ambled from one gambling den to the next. You hated the idea of all of it--why dress in your finest if you're intending to go gamble, when there's always a chance that you'll lose everything you gave, and lose more than that when your aim had been to win it all back after the initial loss?

But still, agreeing to help your twin was a commitment you'd made. You had the layout of a library with something valuable and had agreed to go to the Slat to draw up a sketch, but the hand on your shoulder stopped you in your tracks.

You proceeded into the Slat--the building your twin had said to meet up in--and sat at a table after grabbing yourself a brandy. Like they were being brought to you by some kind of gravitational pull, a tall Fjerdan and the girl he had on his arm walked up to you.

"Y/T/N?" the girl asked. "You've just left the Slat for breakfast. Did you change your mind?"

You blinked, confusedly. "I'm not--"

Another girl spoke up from behind you, and the sound of her voice startled you just enough to make you flinch.

Where had she come from? Was she the kind of person who could steal peoples secrets from the shadows? Was she a spider who hid in the dark corners where people were too oblivious to look, taking their conversations back to the infamous Kaz Brekker in the aim to turn over a profit?

"Not Y/T/N," she said. "Their twin."

A gray eyed boy with guns on his hips approached next, arm lazily draped over a boy with dark red hair and eyes that made him resemble something of a deer when startled.

"What are you doing in the Barrel?" He asked. "Your twin says that you tend to keep to your routine. Working at the library in the Financial District during the day, spending your friday nights baking so that you can sell your goods at the market stalls. You're not the type to come round here."

"They wanted to meet with me," you said. "There's a library out in the countryside that's become a tourist attraction since the Merchant Council actually put effort into proper marketing for it? I've visited every other weekend since it opened. They said that they need me to sketch the layout in the absence of a blueprint, which I know for a fact was destroyed in case anyone tried to steal it to figure out the best entrance and exit points. Did they not tell you they asked me for help?"

"What's your cut of the final profit?" You didn't have to know that voice to recognize it. It was Kaz Brekker, the most infamous criminal in all of Ketterdam, the only person who'd scared Pekka Rollins away from anything, even if the thing he'd scared Rollins away from had been his own criminal empire.

"Can I ask you what all of your names are first? Despite how much my twin talks about you, I don't know your faces, even if there's a near guaranteed chance that I know your names."

"Inej," said the girl who'd snuck up on you. "Inej Ghafa. The boy with the guns is Jesper, the doe eyed one is Wylan. Matthias is the big, blond, brooding yellow tulip who's glowering at you right now, and the beautiful girl on his arm is Nina. I'm sure you know who Kaz is?"

"Too well," you said. "How's the leg?"

Kaz smirked as the crew began to pull up chairs, where he took the spot to your right.

"It could be better than it is now, but it's not as bad as it is in winter. Your cut of the money?"

"They promised to give me 40 percent of their share if I sketched out the layout," you said. "You're being paid twelve million for this. I get just less than one million after the math is said and done."

"In the interest of paying the reason that we get this heist right as rain with minimal issue fairly, what is twelve million through eight?" Kaz asked the group that'd formed around the table whilst you'd been too focused on taking a sip of your brandy to notice.

"1.5 million," Wylan answered within seconds. "Cuts two million off each of our paychecks."

"Well, if Y/N is decent for a blueprint sketch, I'm sure you be too busy with the knowledge that you still have your lives, the clothes on your backs and the homes to which you'll go to notice the half a million you would've missed out on."

Jesper grinned at you. "He's terrifying," he said. "But, in the end, fairness in terms of these things is important to him. He's greed incarnate but he doesn't take well to enemies, so he's making sure your twin doesn't rip you off."

"A baker-slash-librarian and literature fanatic is hardly an enemy," Nina interjected.

"They've got books as tall as the length from my wrist to the bend in my elbow in some libraries," Jesper said. "They hit Kaz with one of those while he's not expecting it, he goes down quick. His death can be made even quicker, provided they use chocolate chunks--which require chopping on a cutting board--in their baking. Slice and dice, ship him to the bottom of the ocean in a box that's two feet tall and one foot wide, and all evidence of their having murdered the Bastard of the Barrel is gone."

"Killing Kaz Brekker is not in my interest," you said. "Not at all. Matter of fact, just sketching this is, and even then, the money is the only reason I'm here. I mean this respectfully, but I miss home. I miss the comfort of my bed and being able to enjoy a fine Wednesday morning without worrying about losing a twenty kruge bill while I walk back home."

"Y/T/N said you were aloof," Nina commended. "Like Matthias. Do we have a liar in our midst?"

"No," you said. "Though I wouldn't say aloof is the right word. I would say quiet, reserved, and uninterested in crime are the right ones, but you've caught me in a moment of sass. Let me switch the brandy for wine and I'll get angsty instead."

Jesper barked a laugh, Wylan, Inej, and Nina grinned. Kaz smirked, and you saw a glint of horror pass through Matthias' gaze. It made you laugh.

"Relax, Matthias," you said. "Want me happy, I'll take a glass of kvas or some gin."

You saw his expression relax, and just shook your head. You were in for a hell of a time with that crew, and part of you couldn't wait for it to really begin.

#platonic! crows x reader #six of crows #shadow and bone netflix

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evelili · 1 year ago

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i stumbled upon your magnus opus fic today and i genuinely could not put in down until i finished it, it is truly a masterpiece and it took me back to the days where i would hopelessly look for more mlp eg content that wasn't afraid to mix in some dark stuff in, since it genuinely had so much potential with all their character development. also my fav ship being the MAIN ship and it being a slow burn also made it one of my top 5 fav fics of all time. The Art was also so impressive and it gave the fic such a great added quality, especially to really picture all of the girls.

I don’t think I can put into words how much I love it, thank you so much for writing it <3

ps, it was so random when I found the fic, I just remembered mlp eg bc of a quote and started binging the shorts series and suddenly remembered how much chemistry sci twi and sunset have and went to Tumblr. i can't believe my luck, imma read anything else you have on them bc how did I miss such great content???

wahhhh thank u so much for reading!! im so happy that u enjoyed the story, it truly is my personal love letter to this fandom that basically defined my own high school experience, and im really happy that i could share it ;v; sciset took over my heart the moment friendship games aired, im glad i could do them justice by finally finishing what i started all those years ago xd

and, im glad u liked the art too! im very sorry i cant draw u smth rn for such a lovely ask,,, my hand is not doing the best atm, but i hope to draw more of the girls in the future when it gets better, so please look forward to that! i dont have any other sciset centric fics (though, Something About Midnights has both of them in it xd), but again i do hope to do more with them eventually.

im glad u could find my fic regardless, and thank u so so so much again for the wonderful message!

#holding this ask close to my heart forever and ever #its been such a rough few days but seeing this in my box cheered me up so much #thank u for reading!!!!#lili talking #tte

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theirishwolfhound · 1 year ago

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Introductions :D

*In the process of updating!*

"Gentle when stroked, fierce when provoked."

"Maybe I need ta' be alone fer a while... jus' until I am... myself again."

I don't have much else to put so here is some info about Crow :) Enjoy

Some info on Crow:

He is a landscape painter and often draws in a small journal when he is on missions to paint later.

He was a Forest Ranger at the Wicklow Mountains National Park in Ireland.

He has a caffeine and nicotine addiction, and admits to it.

Despite being quiet and reserved he has so much energy in him that he has to fidget to keep himself calm.

Always has pretzels on him. No matter what.

Same for rubber bands. They're just in his pockets.

Says he dislikes sparring to avoid training with people he knows he'd have trouble beating.

Can speak English and Irish. He taught himself German and Scottish Gaelic in his ranger tower.

Loyal to his team no matter the cost, he will protect them with his life.

He has a high tolerance to alcohol and can down beers like there's no tomorrow.

Has a fake tooth where his lip scar is, lost the tooth when getting his head slammed into a shower floor— will occasionally wear a gold tooth when in his civvies.

Had tubal ligation a few years into being on testosterone.

Shameless whore, he's just quiet and knows when to not act up.

My name is Max and although I've had other blogs before, I have no idea how to get back into them. I mainly made this one for my AO3 account since it is a little hard for me to post pictures there and honestly Twitter(X) really ruins the quality of my photos, so here we are! I made this blog specifically for the character in this post. His name is Crow O'Neil and he is an Irish sergeant that has transferred into TF141. I am writing a fic with this character in it on AO3, I'll add a link somewhere, and I plan on adding more art here when I get the chance to do so.

'A Heart of Gold in a Sea of Green' is the name of my fic and is one of the first few times I actually am posting some writing. It is a polyship fic between Soap, Ghost, and Crow (I'm still debating on adding Price and Gaz atm, bc I love them the same). Mostly a slow burn despite my absolute desire to make these men kiss, along with other degeneracies that I chose to add. It's more so about the process of healing and learning how to move on from a loss, soo it's a comfort fic truly with occasional hurt mixed into it.

#call of duty oc #cod oc art #cod oc #my art #my ocs #digital art #cod original character #character art #first post

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10bendog · 1 year ago

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I've been working on how the island of Townsville is gonna look in Sea 'n City (my Cartoon Network crossover AU) (same one I used for CN Akumas).

This is a work in progress elevation map of the main island and the smaller one to the north-west.

So, this is primarily the FusionFall map and you can tell pretty easily. I mean, it's was kinda already peak world design, so of course I'mma use it as a base for my version of Townsville. I have moved some things around, changed some stuff and added some more, but overall this is supposed to feel like the FusionFall world.

The Darklands are basically one to one, except Fuse is gone now in canon, so all his infection is cleared up.

The Suburbs are also mostly unchanged, apart from being higher up than Downtown. Also, the Sector V area is now above the Cul-de-Sac because I like it better this way.

The Wilds are decently different. Mount. Blackhead and the Magic Tree are moved, Leaky Lake is much larger, as it should be and the canyon is also quite a bit longer. The Pimpleback mountains are more show accurate. I added a bunch of stuff like more rivers, a large dam, a jungle plateau, volcanic hot springs to the north, a snowy mountain-range to south and a narrow path along said mountain-range that connects the Nowhere neighborhood to (what I've so creatively named) Downtown 2.

But before I get to that, I gotta mention OG Downtown, which has been elongated for convenience to make a longer beachfront, add extra stuff in the new space when I eventually get to drawing up the streets and buildings, and also add enough space for a mandatory airport to the west. Some areas from FusionFall will be reworked like City Hall and Townsville Center will become the streets from the CN City bumpers, Marquee Row - into the park from the Summer 2005 bumpers, Townsville Park - into the the large park from Ben 10, the unused skull island from the game - into a very tall offshore prison, etc. Also, the large cliff to the south has some houses at the base of it and Jasmine Lee lives a little further to the peak, similar to the cartoon.

A channel separates Downtown and Downtown 2, but there'll be a large bridge that connects them when I eventually add the streets. This is supposed to mimic certain depictions of Bellwood, Orchid Bay, Endsville and whatever the city Sector V lives in is called. Downtown 2 itself is a lot less fleshed out in my head atm, mostly because it's not from FusionFall, so there's no base to work from. There are 2 things I kept in mind when making it: 1 - Half of the location from The Big Picture Show are here (the waterfall, the swamp, the cliff and Mondo A-Go Go), and 2 - PPG's Tiny Tokyo is also here.

That's about my notes on this for now. Hope it makes sense.

IDK when I'll continue working on this map. Sea 'n City is a very "in the back" project for me. It's here for the long run, basically.

I guess it really depends on when motivation and inspiration whack me over the head to draw up the streets 'n stuff, but for now I have other projects at the forefront to attend to.

P.S. If you happen to be rereading CN Akumas, idk if this map will make more sense or less. I came up with the airport location and the island prison before I started writing CN Akumas, but I added the jungle plateau, the hot springs and the whole of Downtown 2 after I finished that story, so they aren't featured there at all.

#fusionfall #my art #cartoon network #sea n city #world building

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kakusu-shipping · 1 year ago

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1, 2, 4, 11, and 18 for the end of year asks? :0

Aaah thankyou Echo!!! This post might be long, please forgive me!

1. Did you add any F/Os to your list this year? Were they from new media or just a newly discovered love?

Here's every romantic F/O added to the list this year, or at least that I can remember adding this year. Years are long and my sense of time is very warped so it may not be fully accurate.

Most are from new media, or just new parts of media, like the end of the Owl House and the New Pokemon Games. The ones that are new loves from re-visits are Heracross, Smeargle, and Keckleon from Monster Mind, Mario and Luigi from Super Mario, Makarov from Fairy Tail, and Jill from The Wayward Children series.

Though Mario and Luigi are also what I consider my first F/Os, they weren't officially on the list until the movie came out, so I'm counting them in the 2023 yearly wrap.

2. Did you reconsume any of your F/Os’ source media this year? How did you feel about the rewatch/listen/read/etc?

I rewatch Assassination Classroom every year in March and it makes me cry every time. I also replay Hatoful Boyfriend and Holiday Star every December for Kazuaki and Hitori, watch Baka and Test sometime around late Summer most years to ease my seasonal depression, and rewatch Mushishi at least once a year.

Other than that, nothing super meaningful. I rewatched a few LPs of Mario games, replayed through Paper Mario myself, watched Romantic Killer again, Reread Manly Appetites every other month or so, watched The Cat Returns once or twice, played more Pokemon, Restarted Monster Mind (still haven't finished it), and skimmed the Ouran Manga at the library while waiting for them to replace the volume they're missing.

HOWever, this latest reread of Down Among the Sticks and Bones is what got me to finally put Jill on the F/O list, so that feels worth mentioning. I love that book <3

4. Was there anything on your blog that you were particularly proud of this year?

No, not really. My drawings were all very incomplete and sketchy this year with long gaps between them, and my writing really flaked off suddenly, I haven't written more than a paragraph at all this year.

I wouldn't say I'm particularly proud of them, but I did really enjoy making moodboards last month and am kind of waiting for my health to settle so I can get back to them. Making stuff for other self shippers is a lot more fun than writing/drawing for myself atm.

11. Was there new media for any of your F/Os this year? If so, what was your opinion on it?

Yes FNaF Help Wanted 2 came out and gave us New Sun Content and I LOVED IT!!!!! He's such a bitch!!!! A shit!!! A snobby theater kid!!! He's so controlling and harsh I LOVE him <3 So happy to know more about him honestly and that he's not all UwU Caregiver that the fandom made him. I like soft characters, but he's a HORROR character he needs to be a little fucked up!!

18. Did you have a favorite trend in the selfship community from the past year?

I'll be honest, I don't pay much attention to what other people in the selfship community are doing. I follow the tags but if there's like a popular trend thing going around, I miss it every time.

My LEAST favorite right now though is the whole "Stolen from an Anti" thing. I have no qualms about stealing posts it's whatever, but I hate when it's says that in text at the bottom of the post. Just tag it as such so I can filter it please

#Thankyou for asking #Long post #Sorry sorry for the long post I wanted to put all the photos in there!!!!#Aaaah I've been wanting to go back to Monster Mind for a few weeks now but I'm #Soooooo sick I don't have the energy for it #And my MOUSE KEEPS DOUBLE CLICKING #Which would be back for a puzzle game...#Augh... anyway......#Thankyou so much for asking Echo #I'm so sad the tumblr year in review thing isn't happening this year #I really really like seeing who I posted the most about this year...#And using it to make a new banner #Hm what should I do then... I didn't do a Halloween one this year...#I don't wanna just wait till February for my birthday one...#But I can't.... draw.... right now..........#Augh......#I'll figure it out

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official-kenralie-fanbase · 2 years ago

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oh! now that i can send you pictures!! i can show you the coolest thing that has ever happened to me in fandom

i made a post pointing out how much sense it would make for Sophie to have a twin and when @lusilver001 was really interested and drew these when i was infodumping my ideas about her last summer.

@daydream-draws also drew Josie and Sophie after Lu did

these drawings are the MAIN reason that this Au is a real thing, i probably would have taken forever to actually see if people where interested because i kinda thought the idea was dumb, because i’ve had the idea since i was 16ish and it was a very dumb self insert at first.

every-time i got discouraged and would drop the twin Au for a while. i would eventually remember that people drew art for my unwritten Au and it would bring back the want to make it exist. because people obviously liked it too, and i wanted to create something that people would enjoy and want to read.

i’ve gone come back to the au several times, every adding more details. more recently it has come back MUCH stronger than it has in a while, i figured with some help from @crymeariveronceagain how Sophie would find Josie (which was a HUGE struggle and the main reason it was dropped so many times) and what the plot would be (still kinda stuck so i’m focusing on characters atm) but i’m actually going to write it now.

it’s probably not gonna be written until next year because it’s supposed to be the length of a novel, i want it to be good and i need to actually be able to write something that long.

i’m also trying to figure out how to fit The Rot in there (i made up an deadly elf fungal infection) i’ll tag you in it

Oh my goodness that is so amazing!!! Wow, that art is so cool, I know if anyone ever drew my OC I'd just... spontaneously combust from happiness so that is just amazing.

It's so cool how other people's interest in your AU helped you maintain interest in it! I love how supportive people can be of each other, especially in each other's projects like this. Feel free to ask me questions about it at any time :) I can't wait to see the finished product, I've been thinking about it a lot since you started talking about it to me, so whatever help you need (plot holes or ideas or whatnot) I'd be willing to help!

And how dare you mention a cool piece of worldbuilding without telling me anything about it?!? I mean that in the best possible way, The Rot sounds super interesting, and working it into the AU would be amazing

#twin! sophie au #thanks for the ask!#you have been frizzled

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tvrningout-a · 1 year ago

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making a sharp turn from cyrillo, i really miss writing kaiya btw!! my brain is just very much not focused on k.ny atm, so i'm heavily contemplating revamping her a bit. i'll keep her k.ny stuff as a verse, but her main verse will be something original, maybe involving vampires?? since i feel k.ny demons are close to them, but i haven't entirely decided yet. part of me wants to throw her into dorverold, too, and make her the head coordinator?? manager?? of cyrillo's household since he houses a ton of vampires and needs people to take care of the particulars.

i also!! want to give her a j.jk verse bc i still have the idea bouncing around in my head that she produced enough cursed energy to draw in a curse that killed her husband for her. she didn't mean for it to happen, didn't ask it to do that, but :' )) that's what happened :' )) and now that i'm typing it out, maybe!! the curse then acts as a guardian/shikigami, similar to rika? but it's a little different and maybe much more difficult to convince the higher ups to allow kaiya and her new friend to live bc it's like :' ) this curse just decided it liked kaiya :' ) it's not bound to her in the same way that rika is bound to yuta. so i gotta brainstorm this a bit more... but i like it a lot tbh!! and maaaybe an added detail is that kaiya is something of a magnet for curses?? that's her cursed technique, much to her initial dismay asdf

#pls give me your thoughts and opinions bc i wanna write my lil moon child again!! she's just a sweet gal and a comfort character #and pls know that if we have a connection with kaiya and your muse that we aren't losing that!! in fact we're going to forge #even more connections as i work on new verses for her <3 and i will be keeping her kny stuff!!#like i said i just haven't had the brain for it lately so i want to switch things up a bit #get ready to ramble | ooc #headcanons | kaiya #tagging it this way so i don't lose it uvu

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pomegrnteseed · 6 months ago

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i think there's cause for reflecting on the "love you sm" mentality fandom spaces perpetuate at the surface level, with stories of emotional and sexual intimacy replacing or standing in for the connections we seek for ourselves. by which i mean to say - in creating worlds where such intimacy exists, by sharing explicit erotica and unmitigated heartbreak and lasting love, we think we're closer to each other than we actually are. it's a pseudo-connection, or at least far more brittle than we expect because we've shared our kinks and histories and dreams with people just like us. except, maybe they're not so much like us.

maybe it's not love we have for other members. maybe fandom communities are actually sustained by a desire to quell the anxiety and isolation of a passion/interest/hobby that few others share irl. maybe that's why we all feel the heat and hurt of the ruptures so keenly - they disturb our own sense of security.

that's not to say that love doesn't exist, there are all kinds of love, after all. i'm just not sure that this kind of love between fandom members is enough. i think it's brittle. i think we need more robustness. and i think such robustness comes from deeper connection, which is hard to sustain across timezones, geographies, other interests, political alignments, histories, expectations, dreams, desires. it's not impossible, but in-fighting is inevitable when there are too many people bringing their own notion of normal or expected or correct to the table. too many cooks, indeed.

after all, don't our dhr protagonists often have hurdles to overcome far beyond their love for each other? it is kind of ironic to me that we are embedded in a fandom whose ship is not canon, yet we cannot possibly imagine alternative ways of connecting or building community. it's hard, i know, to look beyond the walls we find comfort in, but there's so much more to community building than being interested in the same thing. and doing it on platforms built to engender miscommunication to keep people posting (and consequently seeing the ads placed on timelines so the fat cat's pockets remain well padded) is probably not going to help matters.

like, i'm posting this on tumblr for a reason. several actually. for one, the ones who took issue with my opinions (I originally named them but logging back onto twt today reminds me it's not worth the possible backlash) back during the ai-shaming conversation aren't likely to see it unless someone sends it their way, but they blocked me so i doubt they have any interest in what i have to write. for another, twt doesn't bode well for nuance given character limits and the atmosphere on the platform being primed for defensiveness and antagonism. third, i don't feel watched over here like i did on twt. i can just post my little rambles and not care about upsetting people because really there's no one watching and that's a relief. i have no fics in me atm. i've been trying, but i don't want to give to the dhr community at large. i want to write specific stories for specific people. that's how i wrote pola's harmony bday oneshot. gifting fics for specific people feels more my speed just now. i just don't have it in me to keep fostering friendships while the atmosphere is so volatile. except for taylor. i want to write her something for sure. soon as i find my muse, there's a big monsterfucking story coming her way. and sweet sweet bee, who i feel i owe a better story than i've currently got to offer in we are to learn. maybe when i'm back west next month i'll have a little more inspiration to draw from.

anyway, i just don't think some folks really understand the fickleness of the love bandied around dhrtwt. it's not the kind of love that wants to see you grow, learn, do better. it's the kind that's merit based but the scoring system isn't clear. it's the kind that's highly conditional with unwritten rules and etiquette you best learn quick. and it's a kind of love, i've learned, that is extremely quick to sour if you don't conform to the personal ideals of a popular, loud few. personally, that's not much like the love i want to put time into at all.

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So I'm ngl I followed you because my partner really likes jiggy and I am trying desperately to like. Care more about him and enjoy him because of this. I didn't read through the whole post about life debts and nmj (who for the record I think is an asshole, but an interesting one, given his complete inability to see in shades of grey morality), but I did read the reblog you added comparing some of jiggy's actions to wwx's, which I actually found really interesting. Since wwx is my poor little meow meow, I'm wondering if approaching jiggy through the lens of their similarities etc might help nudge my brain more into liking him, so I was curious if you had any recommendations for like, good meta posts or gifsets or fics that get into this more?

I suspect that part of my problem is the novel is just my least favorite adaptation even though I dislike a lot of the plot changes that cql and the donghua did, because it's hard for me to read through, but I can overcome that. Probably.

hi hello!! I know we have chatted a bit already via messages, but I am so, so, so happy any time someone expresses any interest in developing a more comprehensive understanding of jgy's character.

user meta

in terms of linking you to specific bits of meta about parallels between jgy and wwx, it might be easier for me to just direct you to specific users who have written extensively on narrative parallels in mdzs in general: @xiyao-feels has written meta based on several close readings of the text and often highlights the importance of where jgy-specific events are situated, and this often includes callbacks to things that wwx has done, too. if you're keen on deep dives into what makes jgy tick and text-based explanations for why he does the things he does (and why his options are extremely limited), you should also check out @fincalinde's meta. fincalinde and xiyao-feels both ground their analysis of jgy (and xiyao lol but you don't have to read the xiyao meta if you aren't keen on it) in what we're presented in the text, so if you're worried about reading analysis that relies too much upon 'fanon,' that won't be a concern here. @confusion-and-more is another user who writes similar text-based meta along similar lines.

fan media

I tend not to look for good parallels in gifsets, but this one by @henshengs probably draws the most powerful, bittersweet parallels between wangxian, xiyao, and the relationship between lan wangji and lan xichen's parents. it's from the donghua rather than the drama, idk if you have a preference on that front.

the fic series it's worth it every time by @fincalinde (roquen on AO3) is by far the best series imo for digging into jgy's core motivations for doing the things that he does, and it also has the benefit of hewing extremely close to events as they unfold in canon. again, it's xiyao, which may not be your thing, but imo understanding the xiyao dynamic is pretty crucial to understanding jgy, too.

...okay!! I think this is a good place to get started? I will see what else I can dig up for you, and like I said, I have a few other bits of meta in my drafts atm that are focused specifically on wwx-jgy parallels and comparisons, so once I finish and publish those, I'll ping you about it. 👍

edit: ooh, editing my post to add a link to these two pieces of wangxian and xiyao fanart by @hawberries which are intended to be viewed side by side for maximum heartbreak.

#mdzs #mdzs meta #jin guangyao #xiyao #he did crimes??? good for him 😌#warms my heart to hear from ppl wanting to better understand jgy

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I am begging to hear more about Satan/MC/Diavolo. Whatever crumbs you have to offer would be perfect.

pls I’m starving 👉👈

ELSEY CANNOT SHUT UP ABOUT SATAN/MC/DIAVOLO PART 1 INCOMING

My brain is kinda mushy atm so I'm not gonna go for anything particularly coherent here. I'm just gonna yell out ideas as they come to me,,, sorry Satan/MC/Dia this ship deserves better but Im a potato atm

Okay so these guys would make the BEST dates. You would go to so many cool places and they would show you a great time at each one, they'd both have SUCH a good time.

Genuinely they'd enjoy going on dates all together, to the point that most of your dates are group affairs!

They do both give each other private time though and they're actually SUPER supportive about it, happily working around one another's schedules and helping where they can.

To the point of Diavolo giving Satan's brothers pressing responsibilities so he has time alone with you, and Satan running interference with Luci or Barb - or even taking some of Dia's work on, himself! - to give him the same opportunity.

I hope you like travel because they will take you ALL OVER THE WORLD. The two of them have so many friends, so many connections, and such a zest for life, they're excited to go anywhere and everywhere with you.

You will have the MOST fun. Ever.

Diavolo is the kind of babe who would cheerfully take you and Satan to play Laser Tag (Satan's very good at it, but Dia has practice from playing shooters with Levi), and Satan will drag you to the openings of new stores (Prince DIAVOLO himself making a visit? Now Satan's making even MORE friends).

And whenever you have a place you want to go? These two are all over it! Satan is reading up on the background, the history, Diavolo is asking around, visiting the place or talking to people who have been there before.

Supporting your interests 1000% also. Diavolo is eager to talk about it, to converse with you and hear about everything you like about it.

He's completely shameless and non-judgemental and even if your hobby is, say, writing reader-insert fanfiction of yourself with attractive characters from video games you like.

Diavolo will get you chatting about which characters you like, why you like them, happily adding encouraging comments and insight. He's interested! Always!

Satan will research your interests and try to get into them with you after establishing his own understanding of them.

He wants to experience it himself, enjoy it independently, and form unique opinions to share with you when you get to talk about it!

Also likely to bring you merch or tools related to your hobbies. If you draw, he gets you ink, pens, a stylus, reference materials.

if you also read books, he looks up your favorite genres, the types of characters and storylines you like; if it's movies or anime, he'll even consult with Levi about tropes - and so on, so forth.

They WILL team up and they WILL surprise you with unbelievably thoughtful, and useful gifts, treats, or outings.

Diavolo paying for all the dates like the sugar daddy he is,,, Satan's not too proud to accept it at all (he'll get you presents on his own dime, personal ones).

But Satan does also try to bring something to the table with his personal connections and friends who tell him about interesting events and openings to take you to.

Even if you're more low energy, the two of them can provide more than enough zeal for visiting a new location or trying out a new thing.

If you can't really muster up much excitement at the moment the two will still be quite happy on their own, chatting each other up about what they like.

But they're also both excellent at reading your mood and you'll never feel left out.

Diavolo's likely to ask you how you're feeling, give you a chance to pop in; Satan is more likely to smile, squeeze your hand with quiet affection, changing the topic if you're not interested in engaging.

Always glances in your direction, pauses and smiles, space and moments left empty if there's something you want to say, and quickly filled without awkwardness if you don't feel up to it.

Satan's probably better at spending time with you when you're in a less energetic mood. If you read or go on your phone while he's in the room with you, he can happily just sit there in companiable silence.

That's really not the kind of thing Diavolo is into, but I think Satan can really open him up to that, and you could help a lot, too. Diavolo is pretty touched starved and attention starved; he wants interaction and affection.

The two of you together can get him hooked on comfortable silences, sitting next to one another while you enjoy your own activities.

Soon you and Satan will be on either side of Diavolo; Satan reading a book while their sides press together, you on your DDD leaning against the demon prince, just quietly doing your own thing while you are all present.

And Diavolo starts out a little restless, a little frustrated, worried when he gets hums and one word answers out of either of you...

But then he notices his free time, his time alone, slowly disappearing, how he sees you both all the time - when he's working, even - to the point that you feel like permanent fixtures of his life.

Neither you or Satan are ignoring him. You'll wordlessly message Barbatos to bring some tea when you see Diavolo getting tired, or Satan will quietly fetch reading materials on whatever policy or issue Diavolo is working on.

You accept kisses, let him sit beside you and rest his head on your shoulder, and Satan will meet his eyes once in a while with a soft smile; even in the silence, Diavolo realizes, there is love.

It fills the young demon lord's heart with the purest and sincerest joy... and your days are all the happier for it.

[To be Continued; I am NOT finished, I am STILL on my bullshit, THAT IS A PROMISE]

#shall we date om #diavolo #satan #diavolo x reader #satan x reader #satan x reader x diavolo #sandwiches #fluff #poly-ish #I LOVE IT I LOVE THESE DYNAMICS #long post... but is it like THAT long? hmm #obey me

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noriyoshi · 4 years ago

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vibez. - pjh (m)

pairing: jihoon x fem!reader

genre: smut

word count: 4.8k

warnings: oral (f-receiving), use of a vibrator, exhibitionism, teasing, explicit language, explicit sexual intercourse (wrap it b4 u tap it!),

synopsis: Jihoon makes you wear a vibrator and teases you throughout the day as punishment for teasing him in front of Yoshi.

a/n: i’m new here and i suddenly got inspired to write this overnight so i hope u guys enjoy it! any feedback is always appreciated ^__^ not proofread atm

“Be good for me,” Jihoon says as his fingers lightly brush over your slit. You were wet long before Jihoon began to touch you. The amount of arousal Jihoon collects just from a slight brush against your lower lips would be embarrassing had he not been so turned on by it.

There is nothing Jihoon loves more than seeing you unravel underneath him. Your eyes are screwed shut and your lip trembles from between your teeth. You’re trying hard to focus on how Jihoon is touching you. He likes when you watch him. He wants you to see every little thing he does to you. Yet, you can’t help the way your eyes shut as he teases your entrance, finger prodding slightly only to return to his teasing. He’s turned to rubbing circular motions, applying a heavenly pressure onto your clit before dragging his fingers back down. He repeats the action a few more times, smirking when you start to buck your hips.

“Ah,” he tsks. “What did I tell you?”

“S-sorry,” you mumble, a cute pout sitting on your lips. “I’ll behave.”

“Thanks doll,” he kisses the inside of your thighs softly, inching his way inward towards where you needed him most. “See, I really wish this didn’t have to be a punishment.” Jihoon sighs, eyes staring at your core with hunger. He wants nothing more than to devour you, to make you cum over and over and over again. He makes a tentative swipe through your folds with his tongue, moaning at the taste. Your whimper sounds like music to his ears and he painfully wishes he could hear it all day. “But you won’t learn anything if I don’t teach you a lesson.”

He finally pushes a finger in, thrusting it in and out slowly before adding a second.

“B-but,” you choke when his fingers start to curl. “P-please” you whine. “I’ll be good, I-I-I’m sorry. I’ve learned my lesson.”

“I disagree,” he scissors his fingers inside of you, taking his time to stretch you open. Jihoon’s pace is tantalizing. Slow and steady, as if you both don’t have classes to attend in half an hour. You haven’t even left your dorm yet. But Jihoon doesn’t seem to be worried about that. No, his mind is more preoccupied with something else. “I think this will be a good punishment for you.”

With his unoccupied hand, he pats around the bed until his hand finds the object he was looking for. He stops the fluid motion of his fingers and pulls them out, tapping your clit lightly before he sits up to show you the object.

“What is it?” you grab the bulbous, pink object and examine it with wide eyes.

“A vibrator.” he states simply. “A remote controlled vibrator that you will be wearing until I come pick you up from class.”

“Jihoon-” you begin to protest.

“This is your punishment.” he gives you a look as to not argue.

“But what if someone hears?” you mutter quietly, cheeks dusted pink at the thought of someone knowing what you’re up to.

“Well, this baby is quiet, so no one will hear or know a thing so long as you’re quiet too.”

“But-but, that’s not fair.”

“You misbehaving and teasing me in front of Yoshi wasn’t fair either, princess. Now lay back so I can put this in.”

You shuffle back onto the bed, spreading your legs open enough for Jihoon. He subconsciously licks his lips as he stares at your still glistening pussy. He presses a button near the front of the vibrator and it comes to life. Much to your surprise, it’s not vibrating like you thought it would be. Jihoon resumes his position between your legs, pressing his fingers into you once more to make sure the vibrator will fit. He uncaps the lube sitting on the desk near your bed. Your arousal is surely more than enough for an easy slide but Jihoon is precautionary and makes sure to cover the foreign object well before pressing it to your entrance.

“Relax, baby,” he coaxes, his lips kissing your thighs again as he pushes in the bulbous end of the vibrator. After the initial stretch, it rests comfortably inside you. Jihoon sits up and massages your thighs comfortingly before pressing a quick peck to your lips. “Perfect,”

You pull up your skirt and panties and stand. Your legs are a bit wobbly, but you think you can manage. The vibrator itself isn’t exactly uncomfortable, but it doesn’t help with the feeling of arousal that’s still ever so present. You wonder what the purpose of the vibrator is if Jihoon’s not even gonna turn it on. As if he’s reading your mind, Jihoon picks up his phone and says, “Now we test it.”

You look at him curiously as he unlocks his phone and swipes through until he presumably finds what he’s looking for. Moments later you feel the unforgiving vibrations rumbling to life. The toy vibrates quickly, repeatedly pulsating in all the right spots. You moan aloud, unable to control yourself at the incredible feeling. You push your legs together, eager to relieve yourself when Jihoon turns it off, leaving you whining and unsatisfied.

“It works.” He smiles devilishly. He picks up his backpack and walks out the room, headings towards the front door where his shoes are. You rush after him, snatching your phone off the desk and your backpack off the floor. You shut the lights to your room off and slam the door behind you. “Jihoon, you’re just gonna leave me like this? All day?”

“Not all day babe, don’t be silly. It’s just a couple of hours.” he opens the door and waits for you to walk out before shutting and locking it behind you.

“Jihoon,” you whine quietly, tugging on his hand.

“End of discussion, now let’s go. I don’t wanna be late.” he grabs your hand and intertwines your fingers as you begin your walk towards class and begin the dreadful day.

Jihoon fills the walk to class with meaningless chatter, excitedly talking about a prank he had pulled on Junkyu not long ago and how now they were preparing for an assignment together so Junkyu’s set on getting his revenge. You giggle at the thought of Junkyu trying to get back at Jihoon. Ever since you had first met the pair, it seemed that despite their friendly nature, they were quite competitive. Especially with each other. You can’t imagine what Junkyu is gonna try to do next.

As much as you love to hear about their shenanigans, your mind can’t help but wander back to your punishment. More so, to how Jihoon seems to not be affected by his ministrations this morning. Sometimes you can’t help but be astounded at the amount of self control Jihoon exhibits. He could touch you for hours without so much as even thinking about himself, no matter how much it turns him on. You know Jihoon must be suffering just as much as you are, but he hides it behind his bright eyes and pretty smile. Ugh.

Before you could give it another thought, you arrive at your first class of the day. Jihoon kisses you softly, bidding you a good day. His eyes twinkled with mischief before he simply turned around and walked off towards his destination. You didn’t stick around to watch him, your mind set on focusing and getting through the day.

You’re about halfway through your first period and you’ve completely gotten your mind off of this morning’s situation. Your teacher has split you into groups to have a short discussion session. You’re midway through your sentence when suddenly the vibrator roars to life. You choke, fanning your face at the realization of what’s happening.

“Are you okay?” your classmate asks as she pats you on the back. You nod, uncapping your water bottle and bringing it to your lips. The water is refreshing but does very little to distract from the problem happening in your panties. You struggle to finish your point, rambling as you try to rapidly finish so that someone else can talk. Once all sets of eyes are off of you, you scan your classroom, wondering if perhaps Jihoon hadn’t headed to class like he said he would. He couldn’t have timed something so well if he weren’t in the same room as you but when your eyes fail to lock with his, you turn back to the discussion. You catch parts of the statements from your classmates but overall begin to tune them out.

Eventually, the attention is back on your professor but the feeling in between your legs isn’t getting any duller. If anything, it feels like each vibration is a new sparkler and the higher Jihoon turns it up, the closer they are to igniting and popping off in a beautiful array of fireworks. You lay your head down, as Jihoon slowly heightens the level of pressure between your legs. Keeping quiet proves difficult when Jihoon changes the pattern, an entirely new sensation that has you biting your arm in an attempt to keep your classmates from noticing the lewd thing going on right next to them.

You can feel yourself on the brink of orgasm when suddenly it stops. Unintentionally, you bang your fist on the table. It’s loud enough to draw the attention of your professor who asks, “Is there a problem?” She stares directly at you with an unsatisfied look. You sit up quickly, attempting to make yourself presentable and kept. “N-no ma’am. Sorry.” you mumble. She raises an eyebrow before turning her attention back to the lesson.

God, this is so embarrassing. Jihoon would be laughing his ass off right now if he saw this.

Little did you know, Jihoon has been sitting in the back of the classroom watching you attentively all this time.

He had gone to class like he said he would. Only thing is, he got bored halfway through. It was too hard to focus on the lesson when there was something much harder between his legs to focus on. He had done his best to ignore it; acting nonchalant was his best bet at getting you as needy and desperate as he wanted. But after all, he isn’t immune to you. How could he possibly remain unaffected when you have the most melodious sounds he’s ever heard. Every moan, whine, and whimper goes straight to his cock and has him hard without you so much as touching him. It makes him swell with pride knowing he’s the one pulling all these beautiful noises from you.

And god this morning when he was getting you all ready for your punishment, it took everything in him not to devour you. Your glimmering wet pussy was just begging for Jihoon to eat it out. Just the one flick of his tongue through your folds had him nearly abandoning the punishment completely. You taste like heaven and Jihoon can never get enough of it. Then, lord when he began to stretch you open.. He wanted nothing more than to inch his cock inside you slowly until you’re completely full of him and then fuck you relentlessly until the only thing you can cry out is Jihoon, Jihoon, Jihoon. He’s amazed how after he’s fucked you so many times, you’re still as tight as ever, fitting him like a glove. He almost groans thinking about how badly he wants to be buried deep inside of you right now.

But he can’t.

So he slips out of his class and takes the trek back to your classroom, sneaking in through the back doors to watch. From his position at the top of the stairs, he can see you perfectly while he remains hidden from your detection.

Like most college courses he’s been in, a majority of the students are sitting near the back which happens to be very convenient for him. He takes a seat and leans away from the student sitting two desks over. He lays his phone down face up on his desk and watches as the professor speaks. Soon after she breaks the class into groups for discussion. He pretends to join a group near him, sitting in on their conversation as they begin their discussion. Once your attention is on your group mates he slides the little emoticon up about halfway. He can’t help but laugh at your reaction. He turns back to face his group mates upon seeing your head turn in his direction. Oh, this is gonna be good.

Near the end of your first period, he heads outside to wait for you where he normally would. When your eyes land on him he’s scrolling through his phone. He looks up to see you stomping over, an endearing smile takes over his face.

“Hey babe, how was class?”

“Don’t hey babe me!” you mimic, jamming your pointer finger into his chest.

“What did I do?” he laughs, putting his hands up in defense.

“You-ugh! It was so embarrassing,” you walk away.

Jihoon jogs up to you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. “Oh no, did something happen?” he feigns innocence.

“You’re just gonna laugh at me if I tell you.” you pout.

“I swear I won’t.” he replies but you can already sense the teasing tone in his voice.

You recount the embarrassing story with your teacher to which Jihoon cracks up laughing. “You said you wouldn’t laugh!” you protest, pushing him away though a small smile creeps onto your face.

“I’m sorry! It’s just- that’s hilarious.” he continues laughing.

“Jihoon!”

“Why so embarrassed, baby?” he’s stuck to your side again, this time his lips are pressed against your ear as he whispers. “You scared you’re gonna let everyone know how good I make you feel even when I’m not there? Hm?” he teases. “Or are you just saving all your pretty noises just for me?”

To any passerby, you’d look like any other couple who’re trapped in their own little world. No one would suspect something not so innocent from either of you. Which is why Jihoon takes this opportunity to turn up the vibrator again, this time to a much higher setting.

You gasp, looking around you before turning to face your boyfriend, hiding your face in his neck. “Aw, c’mon baby, is it that bad?”

You can’t find it in you to respond. Your hands clutch Jihoon’s biceps as you moan right into his ear. Your legs are starting to feel wobbly, the familiar feeling in your stomach is starting to build up again. Your breathing becomes more erratic. You try to keep quiet as Jihoon aids you to your next class but you can barely put one leg in front of the other.

“Fuck,” Jihoon mutters when you moan again, your fingernails digging into his arm. His poor baby is so close to falling apart right in front of him. He turns the vibrator off again and the sound you emit almost has him feeling sorry enough to turn it back on and let you cum right there.

“Please. Jihoon, please. Let me cum, I’m begging.” you whimper quietly.

“Sorry, babe. Rules are rules and you have to learn to follow them.”

Your pussy clenches around the toy listlessly, chasing an orgasm that will no longer come. It’s only been an hour and yet you know your panties are wet beyond repair. Jihoon pecks your forehead before turning you around towards the direction of the door down the hall and smacking your butt lightly.

If the first period was a teaser for what you’d be in for, your next two periods would be unforgiving.

—

Unforgiving they were. Jihoon really knew how to get you at the worst times. You’d been so close to coming only to be left high and dry so many times it was starting to hurt. By the end of your last period you were wet and delirious. You had stopped focusing on the class material a long time ago, your mind only caring about one thing and one thing only.

As you stepped out of your last class of the day, you didn’t bother to greet Jihoon, opting to grab his hand and drag him back to your dorm with you instead. He says nothing but follows your lead, enthused by your eagerness.

From the moment the door to your dorm room closes, your lips are on his. Jihoon may be letting you take the lead now, but don’t think for a second you’re in control. You’re still on punishment and he’ll make sure you don’t forget that.

You make your way down the hall to your own room and close that door too. You thank the heavens that by now most of the residents of your hall have cleared out for spring break. Jihoon is the king of telling you to keep quiet and yet fucking you so hard it’s nearly impossible. You’ve gotten a few noise complaints so you’re glad you can avoid one this time around.

As soon as you make it to the bed he pulls you onto his lap, his lips attached to yours in a feverish kiss. One hand holds you by the small of your back, the other hand holding the back of your neck, pushing you into him. Your arms are wrapped around his shoulders, holding yourself steady. Once your pace is set, his hands drop to your ass, controlling your hips as you grind down on him.

You’ve soaked through your panties to the point that Jihoon can feel your arousal seeping onto his lap. He groans into your mouth at the feeling. As he kissed you, you melted into him, feeling light headed from how aroused you were. Eventually, his tongue slips into your mouth, exploring every crevice it could. You hold each other tightly, as if letting go for even one second will make the euphoric feeling disappear. The longer you kissed each other, the needier your touching got.

You could feel how hard Jihoon was now, his length sliding against your folds deliciously despite the amount of fabric between you. You wanted to quicken your pace, to finally chase the orgasm you’ve been after all day, but Jihoon is pressing into your hips so tightly it’s nearly impossible. He’ll surely leave a mark.

He begins to nip at the junction of your shoulder, biting down softly before cooling off the burn with his warm tongue.

“Have I learned my lesson now?” you rasp. You tilt your head back to give Jihoon better access to your neck. He continues to press open-mouthed kisses to your chest, leaving light marks all over it.

“For now.” he replies. Before you could ask what he meant, Jihoon tugs at your shirt, asking for you to pull it off. You comply and toss it off to the side. Jihoon follows suit, taking his off without you having to ask. He likes to think it makes you feel more comfortable if you’re both equally undressed. Small things like these remind you how considerate and sweet Jihoon is underneath his mischief and dominance.

He doesn’t spend too much time licking and sucking at your chest; his main focus for the night being the ever growing arousal between your legs. He kisses his way down your stomach and flips your skirt up. You lift your hips up slightly so you can bunch the skirt around your waist and Jihoon takes the opportunity to run a finger through the wet spot on your undies.

He peels them off and bunches them up as well, stuffing them into his back pocket.

He pulls the toy out slowly, reveling in your whine at the emptiness. He’s in love with the way your pussy clenches around nothing, begging to be filled. But before he gives in to his biggest desire, it’s only right for him to finish what he started this morning.

“So wet,” he mutters more to himself than to you. “All this for me?” he takes two of his fingers to spread your lower lips apart. He takes a moment to admire it, insanely turned on by how wet you’ve gotten over a couple of hours. He’s going to enjoy this.

You look down between your legs to see Jihoon’s eyes fixated on your core. “Stop being weird and do something,” you complain, bucking your hips up. He tears his gaze away, now looking up at you with a raised eyebrow. “I don’t think you should be talking like that to the person who decides when and if you get to cum.” he states flatly.

“S-sorry.” you reply quickly. “I just- I need you so so badly. Please do something, please.”

Jihoon decides to take pity on you. “Oh, look how needy my baby is,” he coos. “Don’t worry, baby, I’m gonna eat that pretty pussy of yours soon.”

He drags a finger through your folds slowly, admiring how it glimmers when the light catches it. He sucks your essence off his finger before repositioning himself on the bed, his face coming down to your drenched pussy lips.

“Is this okay?” he asks.

You’ve gotten this far and he still asks if you’re sure. As sweet as he is, you scoff, wanting nothing more than for him to just get on with it. “Yes.” you answer with an annoyed tone.

He chuckles but obliges. Moments later, you feel his hot tongue lick a stripe up your slit.

“Oh my god,” you cry out.

His tongue dove in, lapping at your folds restlessly. To say Jihoon is greedy and impatient wouldn’t be wrong. He generously licked, sucked, and slurped at your folds messily, occasionally flicking kitten licks at your clit for additional stimulation. Jihoon would stop at nothing to please you, even if that meant getting lockjaw. The thing about Jihoon is that he genuinely enjoys pleasing you (when you’re not misbehaving). He’s quick and skilled and he knows exactly what it takes to make you cum. Now, he doesn’t always take the faster route, oftentimes settling for taking his time because he could really spend the day doing this with no complaint.

You’re moaning and swearing, trying to keep your voice at bay but Jihoon can sense when you’re being too quiet. He wants you to be as loud as you want to be, as loud as you need, and sometimes he plays unfairly to get that. He buries his face in your folds and gets to work, eating you out as if you’re what he’s been craving yet so deprived of.

He brings his thumb to continuously circle over your clit while he hums and sucks and licks at your cunt. Soon enough you’re feeling the familiar heat all over your body and the coil in your stomach and this time Jihoon doesn’t let up.

“Jihoon, please.” you whine, grinding your face up against his lips.

“Please what, baby?” he pulls away. “Want me to stop?”

“No!” you say entirely too fast.

“Please don’t stop. I need to come.”

He returns to your center and laps until you’re convulsing around his tongue, shaking in pleasure and pulling away when he doesn’t let up. He holds your legs apart as you try to close them shut, not letting up for a moment even when you’re yanking at the strands of his hair, shuddering against him and grinding your pussy against his tongue until you’ve finally come down from your orgasm.

When he sits up again, he’s looking at you with a dazed yet happy smile. His lips are shimmering with your arousal and it makes your face flush worse than it already has.

“Can you go one more round for me, princess?” Jihoon asks. You’re exhausted from your long day of teasing but one look at your boyfriend throws that exhaustion out the window.

You answer by pulling him down into another lip-searing kiss. That’s all the answer he needs. He pulls away and unbuckles his pants, throwing the belt somewhere on the ground with a clink. Next, you sit up to unbutton his pants and help him shimmy out of them. Finally, all that’s left in the way are his briefs. He watches you closely as you palm him through his briefs. The groans and grunts he lets out are music to your ears. Jihoon is always about pleasing you and though he’s never against you reciprocating, you love when you get the chance to.

You’re getting into a rhythm when Jihoon’s hand covers yours, stopping you from stroking him any further.

“Not now. Wanna cum inside you.”

If you hadn’t still been so turned on that would have definitely done it.

He pulls his briefs down and you lick your lips subconsciously. His tip is already red and angry, precum oozing from the slit at the top, the vein leading down his cock to his balls looks delicious and you want to run your tongue all over it.

This time you switch positions. Jihoon slides over to your spot and scoots back until he’s against the wall. You basically jump on him, your legs settling on the outside of his thighs, straddling him once he’s comfortable.

“Still needy, huh? Don’t worry I’ll fuck that right out of you.” he teases, his hands trailing over your body before settling on your hips. You grab his dick and slideit against your folds teasingly.

“Oh,” he groans.

He holds you in place but gives you the free range to move. You slide his cock up and down your folds once more, pushing in, only slightly before pulling back out.

Fuck he thinks to himself.

You sink down further this time before pulling out again

“Don’t do that.” he warns.

“Or what?” you grin.

Once he’s sheathed inside of you, he stays still, reveling in the feeling of your warm walls as you clench around him. As you finally lift your hips to begin building a pace, Jihoon snaps his hips upward too. After a few tries, you’ve managed to build a good rhythm and he is thrusting right into the spot that makes your toes curl. He cries out at your action, a sound that’s like music to your ears. His hand immediately came down to smack your ass.

The sound of his cock driving deeply into your wet pussy echoes through your dorm. Now that you’re so acutely aware of how loud the sound resonates, you wonder if you can be heard outside these walls.

“My baby is so dirty, huh, taking my cock so easy. This cock was made for you, wasn’t it, baby?” he shifts beneath you, the new angle and his cock pistoning into you driving you closer to the edge.

You’re both covered in sweat from the exertion and your limbs are tired but you’re so close. So close. He groans and pulls out before finally picking up the pace, going almost ballistic as he fucks into you relentlessly. Nothing but the sound of skin-on-skin and loud, fervent noises fill the room.

“Fuck, yeah, I love it, holy shit-” you gasp, grasping his large hands with your small one.

You’re nearly crying out now, already feeling the tight coil in the pit of your stomach once again. You could feel his dick pulsing inside of you. He wasn’t going to last much longer and neither would you. His thrusts were getting sloppy but he wouldn’t let his pace up.

Involuntarily, you clench around Jihoon and it sends him over the edge. He’s spilling inside of you with a guttural groan. He doesn’t slow down as he rides out his orgasm, determined to get you there too. His finger thumbs over your clit harshly as you continue to clench around him.

You cum too, hips bucking and legs twitching as you cry out his name one last time. You’re holding on to his arms tightly, your nails digging crescent moons into his skin. Jihoon doesn’t mind though. Any scratch, hickey, or mark from you is something he’ll wear with pride.

You don’t want to get off his lap yet, you want his cum to settle inside of you for a while. Your head is tucked into his neck, eyes tempted to flutter closed as Jihoon traces patterns on your back listlessly. Jihoon himself is starting to doze off but he lifts you off of him with whatever strength he has left. You feel his cum trickling out of you and you crinkle your nose in disgust. Jihoon notices and pushes himself off of the bed, heading towards the bathroom to get a wet washcloth.

“Hey babe?” Jihoon calls out as he nears the door.

“Hm?” you mutter sleepily.

“I hope you don’t think your punishment is over,” he replies.

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My Top Posts in 2021

I wish I didn't care about the top/bottom and I know I do in part due to heteronormativity, but a lot of gay relationships irl have a top/bottom dynamic, and I really can't change my tastes, trust me I'm missing out on so many great fics I really wish I could... So I am forever grateful to people who tag it, but I would obviously never request it of anyone. Some of us are just quietly and peacefully trying to find what they love (for me it's the bottom Harry dynamic, in tragic minority lol).

Hey there! I appreciate the honesty here and the lack of entitlement and vitriol. And I used to feel very similarly, not so much in HP fandom, but in earlier ones. And I still have feelings like I’m missing out because it’s hard for me to read Draco or Harry in any other pairing, and some pairings like that are squicks for me, and I see others enjoying them and I feel a tiny twinge of sadness. But the great thing about Drarry in particular is that it is a huge fandom, and whatever your tastes, you can generally find plenty of what you like, and even stuff that tags the stuff you like, even if that content doesn’t always get tagged.

Look, I hear you. I don’t actually care who tops, but I do like topping and bottoming dynamics in fictional relationships here and there. Personally, I think it can be hot when one is more toppy or bottomy than the other. Then again, I really dig it when they switch too. But sometimes I’m just in the mood for [fill in the blank] to top or bottom. Personal preferences are a-ok. What you’re saying here is a-ok. What’s not is when someone says, “My preference is the right way, and you’re wrong, and by the way [name-calling, pairing shaming, personal attacks].” People get very worked up over who tops and bottoms, and even that is okay so long as it’s not turned on someone else and used as a weapon. It’s like the saying goes: My rights end the moment my fist meets your face.

One good thing about your particular taste is that there’s a whole fest devoted to Draco topping! @dracotops-harry I’m looking at you, beautiful. So at least there is a once-a-year feast. And I do think there’s quite a lot of Draco topping out there (and will likely be more now that antis have taken to people’s stories and brought their venom and hate where it doesn’t belong; I do love that this fandom’s reaction to that is to write more of what’s getting hated atm. So more bottom!Harry! Hurray!)

I get what you’re saying about tagging. I believe in a creator’s right to tag or not. And I have certainly stopped reading an author for not tagging something that was very squicky for me rather than ask them to tag for my own personal preferences. We all get to draw that boundary for ourselves. When I tag for topping and bottoming, it’s not because I’m afraid I’m going to get hate; I use it as a come-hither, as an enticement to people like you who might really like that thing. I don’t always tag it. I tend to go with my gut on whether or not the sexual dynamics are important enough to the story to mention it. I’m sorry that that leaves some readers like yourself wondering if the content will be to your taste. And since I tend to include switching at least a little in a lot of fics, that may be a dealbreaker for you and others, and I totally get that. I appreciate very much that you have the capability to distinguish between ‘I’d love it if people tagged more’ and ‘Creators owe me these tags’. Not everyone can do that, so thank you.

Also, I considered not answering this at all, not because you were anything but lovely and honest. But because a) I don’t want to add to the ‘discourse’; it’s been talked to death and not much comes of it honestly, and b) ANY talk about topping and bottoming tends to act like a campsite to a bunch of bears. (This metaphor is really unfair to bears.) Antis can’t seem to help showing up and being hateful. I hope I’m wrong and this post just goes on its merry way, being civil and empathetic and all that. But I’m afraid it won’t. Because you can’t say Draco topping Harry or Harry topping Draco in this fandom (or pick a fandom; it’s not HP specific) without some anti (or a flock of them) showing up to tell people that they’re gross and should die for their preferences, and often getting a treatise on that subject for your trouble, complete with swearing that would strip the paint off a barn. Antis don’t do civil, and they can’t abide anything that doesn’t look just exactly like the inside of their own skulls. So yeah. I’ve thought about not answering this, because it’s easiest to just not talk about it at all, rather than deal with that sort of crap.

But you were very genuine in your Ask, and I wanted to meet that with something genuine as well. We’ll see if our good deeds don’t go unpunished, I guess.

And here’s to more bottom!Harry in the world! I’m all for it.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Words: ~2,600 Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, going into heat, going into rut, Knotting, Hate Sex, Enemies to Lovers, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Blow Jobs, Rimming, POV First Person, POV Harry Potter, Accidental Bonding Summary: Finding out I’m Malfoy’s Alpha and he’s my Omega might have gone a lot differently had we not still hated each other. But we do, so here’s how it goes: A/N: Written for @drarrymicrofic and the prompt, ‘Alpha’. Unbeta’d so forgive any wacky mistakes! Please do mind the warnings! It’s a bit filthy. <3

119 notes • Posted 2021-08-20 22:47:58 GMT

Hello! 😍 It's currently 04:10am and I've been obsessively (re)reading your fic Right Hand Red on ao3, but just as I was about to start the third chapter it told me that "This work is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!", but I was sure I'd read chapter 3 before? It's also not possible to go back to the previous two chapters 👀 is it just a glitch or did you remove the fic? 🥺 Sending you love and healthy vibes, stay safe ❤

Crap!!! I just okayed a bunch of requests for it to be part of various people’s collections. I knew I shouldn’t have done that! I’ll see what I can do asap. I’m so sorry!

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Bluebutter Art for Bixgirl1's 'Touch'

“It’s fine that it feels strange, Potter. It's that way for a lot of people,” Malfoy told him softly, after a moment. “It’s not as if it's something you'd considered before...”

Harry breathed a laugh. Malfoy still smelled of that comforting smoky blend of apples and spice, and Harry wanted to roll over and inhale him. “That one day I’d be paying you to hug me? Not in a million years. You?”

Malfoy went quiet for a minute. His hand idly stroked Harry’s stomach, and Harry shifted, trying not to notice—or not to let his body notice, at least. It wasn’t working.

“No,” Malfoy said at last. “I never thought you’d be paying me to hug you. Even recently, it’s not something I ever would have imagined.”

Harry twisted around, caught by something in Malfoy’s tone. Malfoy didn’t lift his head from the pillow; his eyes were closed, and though he must’ve sensed Harry’s movement, his stare, he didn’t open them to acknowledge it. Harry resettled, brow knit.

“You said—this morning you said you Glamour for clients,” Harry murmured. Malfoy’s hand came up and pressed, flat, against Harry’s chest, between his nipples. He could undoubtedly feel the thud of Harry’s heart getting faster, but Harry refused to move again, refused to let himself feel embarrassed just because Malfoy’s legs were tucked into his and he was pressing Harry closer against his chest. He was so bloody tired of feeling embarrassed about what people were thinking. “Why not for me? …Or is that too personal?” Harry asked, not bothering to hide the challenge.

“I didn’t think it was fair,” Malfoy admitted. “I don’t have a—a history with any of my other clients. I don't know any of them personally. If they found out about me… At the most it would be unpleasant, and I’d lose a job. With you—”

Vaguely offended, Harry started to turn again, but Malfoy kept his hand where it was, holding him in place. “You thought I’d what? Get you in trouble?”

He felt a shrug. “No. It just seemed unfair,” he repeated. Then, in an obvious bid to change the subject, “Would you like a shoulder rub, like last night?”

“No,” Harry said, though it sounded rather lovely. But his eyes were heavy, and the unhurried way Malfoy was moving his hand from his chest to his stomach—up and down—was doing more to wake him up than it was to relax him. “I think I’ll go to sleep.”

“You should,” Malfoy said, encouragingly, those posh, clipped tones going low and almost melodic. Harry jerked a little when he felt Malfoy’s hand move to give his waist a little squeeze, as if he approved. He left it there, open, fingers splayed, the heat of them bleeding through the thin cotton of Harry's shirt. “These are good sheets,” he complimented. His breath puffed, warm, over the back of Harry’s neck.

I commissioned this beautiful art by @bluebutter-art for @bixgirl1's wonderful story, Touch. Bix, I just wanted you to have something beautiful and nice today, and who better than Blue to illustrate the exquisite tenderness, the UST, the fragile intimacy of this scene between them that you wrote? Happy birthday. <3 <3 <3

455 notes • Posted 2021-08-13 11:00:50 GMT

What do you love about Drarry?

Dude, I have been staring at, and then running away from, this Ask for a good while now, and I’m sorry it’s taking me so long. My therapist says not to let the perfect be the enemy of the good, and I just encountered that advice again today in a book I’m reading, so I’m coming in here to imperfectly answer this finally: I love that they are in many ways opposites. They are, putting it very simply (oversimply) Good vs. Bad. As much as I think there was a huge missed opportunity in canon for JK to redeem Draco in Deathly Hallows and have him fight alongside our beloved group, alongside Harry, it gives fic writers someplace to go with their storyline that she didn’t do that. (And don’t get me started on her many deficiencies today; that’s another post). Anywho, I love that Draco is awful in canon but that we can see some awful humanity in his choices as well: fearing for his family, abiding with what he was taught about the world and Pureblood culture until it was simply too late. He clearly wanted to be friends with Harry from the start, whether that was from an ambitious angle and getting Harry in his crew would be not only a feather in Draco’s cap but a huge chess move for him in the cutthroat game of life... or if it was more personal, his hero-worship of The Boy Who Lived realized into a friendship. I love that there is so much to work with in him. I love tension and antagonism as starting places for relationships to crackle to fiery life and then transform in their own flames into something no one expects, something that threatens both their ontological points of view. I love that they change each other, forge new selves because of the other’s influence. I love that they hate one another and want one another and hate that they want. I love the heat that comes off their friction against one another, that it starts as a fight; it was always an obsession. Hell, that’s canon for each of them! I love that they can’t fucking stay away from each other, even when it hurts, even when it burns, even when it makes them hate themselves and causes rifts with their friends. ...and then I love when that starts to transmute once again. And Harry finds himself laughing at something Malfoy said, and it surprises them both. When Harry defends Draco when someone decides to attack his past choices. And Draco deserves it. But Harry becomes consumed with anger on his behalf regardless. I love enemies to lovers, and I love enemies to friends to lovers. I love when they pine for each other. I love when they break one another open in a way no one else can. I love when hate has somehow simply fled, and in its wake there is something suspiciously close to... love. That revelation. That ‘My God, I love him.’ I live for how fic writers can make that happen over and over and over again. I love it when they have hate sex, when they have rushed sex, rough sex, shower sex, public sex, kitchen counter gotta have you now sex. When they kiss. When their gazes meet and it’s an inferno, it’s a rending, it’s inevitable between them. And I love that we can explore ourselves through them, our fucked-up selves, our heroic selves, our gentle softness, our hard hatred, our inflexibility, and our ultimate surrender to something more, something better in ourselves, something we find in one another. And I love that we can come together as a community, loving these two idiots, and writing them in as many ways as we can think of, sharing that, sharing the love of that. There’s nothing better.

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