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jazzsonly · 2 days ago

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ɪ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ֹ⠀⠀✶ ⠀. sam carpenter, scream.

warning(s): fem!reader, g!p!reader, cheating, smut, public sex, sex in a movie theater, licking cum (?,) handjob, p in v, no protection, size kink (if you squint really, really hard,) dirty talk (barely,) not proof read, that’s it i think (?)

summary: in which, you comfort your girlfriend’s sister a little too well.

***inspired by the gif lol

you had known the carpenter sisters your whole life. growing up in the same town, let alone living in the same neighborhood, you just kind of blended together with all the other kids that played together in your community.

you and sam were the same age, so you graduated high school together—you two always used to walk home together, you both shared a total of three classes (math, science, and gym) so, that added to the factor list of how you guys became close.

you were in college now and things just ironically fell into place as sam ended up attending the same college as you, along with tara, and their little group of friends (who you were familiar with same babysitting.)

it made you happy that after all this time, you and sam were still in contact. you admired sam, she was strong, a hard-ass, but strong. knowledgeable for sure. to you she was the perfect leader, the perfect final girl if she were a movie character.

somewhere along the line, you thought maybe you and sam would just end up together. she were sweet on you, you guys had so much in common, knowing each other for so long, and you’d just always been the person she ran to.

but that’s on what happened—that’s not how things fell into place at all, and you weren’t mad about it, neither was sam but it were just odd it didn’t work out that.

odd that instead of her, you ended up with her little sister tara.

your relationship in another thing that kind of fell into place, unironically though.

you and tara had been up late watching horror movie for horror to celebrate the beginning of october, sam were in her room working on an unfinished essay—and that’s when tara just went for it, she kissed you.

and you kissed her back.

you weren’t sure why you kissed her back but you did. and hen you did tara just confessed that she had been in love with you for as long as you’d been friends with sam—the whole sister’s hot best friend bit.

it wasn’t so strange to think, i mean—you had picked tara up from school multiple times when sam couldn’t, you guys would hang out alone while sam was at work—you’d known the girl as along and you’d known sam, and obviously the girl was no stranger to beauty, and you had as much in common as you did with sam.

you had a why not moment about tara.

a ‘why not give my best friend’s little sister a chance?’ was the start of your now seven month relationship.

and don’t get your wrong, tara was still amazing as ever, she fitted well with you—but the only thing that seemed passionate about your relationship was the sex. all tara wanted to do was go to parties and make out with you, and when we wasn’t doing that she were too busy with homework to even bat an eye with you—

she had no time to watch movies with you, to go to the cafe with you, to walk the city with you—but sam did.

you knew it were bad but somewhere in your mind you found yourself visualizing yourself with sam at times. when she would be sitting across from you cafe rambling about whatever schoolwork she had up her, you would just go into a daydream.

what if sam had kissed that night instead? what does it feel like to kiss sam? is she a good kisser? if her lips are soft, if they fit yours…

or when you were on walks, running errands in the city, you thought would it would be like to cuddle sam. how would her body fit in your arms? how her body would feel against yours? would she do that little thing that tara did when she pushes her ass against—

no. none of that.

ugh.

you shake your thoughts. you can’t be thinking about this right now. you were at the movies, dead split in the middle of the sisters.

tara on your right and sam on your left.

tara’s had was places on your biceps, her nails slightly digging in it.

it wasn’t like you could even hear the movie with sam and tara ‘silently’ arguing.

they had been arguing all the day, hell, they even argued the whole way here. something about tara’s grades and her being on academic probation.

“i don’t know if you’ve forgotten but you’re not my parent, sam! you’re my big sister and only that. you can dictate what i do.”

you bite your lips, keeping your head straight. in the corner of your eye, you could see sam’s eyebrow furrow hard.

“well somebody has to be a parent to you. it’s not like mom is doing it.”

your turn your head to your girlfriend, silently hissing at how hard her nails were now digging into your bicep.

“tar—”

the younger carpenter cuts you off, “well she was doing it before you came back and ruined everything. if you would’ve just stayed awa—”

“tara.” this time you really do interject, knowing the things sam has expressed to

you about her relationship with their mom.

“i would’ve stayed away if i’d known you’d end up just like her. a drunk with nothing going for herself.”

you whip your head to sam, pursing your lips. you weren’t sure what to say, tara was your girlfriend but sam was your best friend.

“fuck you.” tara drops your bicep, standing from the peeling leather of the theater’s chair.

“tara wait—” you stand, attempting to the following the storming girl,

“don’t follow me, y/n.” and you knew not to follow her. past arguments of her storming away being knowledge enough.

you turn back to face sam, taking note of the empty movie theater. only you two left.

sam placed her feet into her theater chair, her head turns to the side almost as if she is trying to hid the very visible fact that she were crying.

pausing, you let out a breath before taking your same seat, hesitantly you place a hand on sam’s head, stroking her hair in a comforting manner.

“she’ll come around. you know how tara can be—”

“i just don’t know what to do…i mean, if i let her out of my site she finds trouble, always, somehow. and if i keep her close i’m

being too pushy or overbearing.”

all you can do is purse your lips, your mind wandering to tara. what sam were saying was true. you understood where the older carpenter came from as you had to get tara out of some trouble a few times. you couldn’t understand your girlfriend, why she craved messy things when their were likeminded people around her.

maybe she were rebelling against her mommy issues and forging them to be about her sister issues.

you don’t know. but all you did know was that it were destroying her relationship with her big sister.

“i’m okay…you should go check on her,” you pause your hand movements as sam turns in her seat, facing you.

your eyes wander, studying her face, watching the way the tears glisten off her read cheeks in the theater’s dim light.

licking your lips, your turn away for a moment, “nah, we both know tara, and she wants to left alone.”

“you’re right. i just—i’m sorry…” the carpenter reaches up, wiping the wetness away from her face.

“don’t apologize, sam.”

she gives a weak smile, reaching over to pat your thigh, rubbing it in what was supposed to be a platonic touch. and it were a platonic touch, that linger and intensified when you made eye contact that read more than just comfort.

“sam—”

“fuck it,”

the older carpenter leans into you with haste, removing her hand from your lap and places it on your cheek, she cups it and forcefully pulls your face and body into

hers.

without doubt she kisses you.

your best friend—your girlfriend’s sister kisses you…and you kiss back. your heart pounding with fear and ecstasy, the feeling of your stomach dropping falls to your pants, creating a bulge in your deep wash denim jeans.

your mind was a whirlwind, back and forth, and back and forth between sam and tara. all you could think were what you were doing to tara, what her sister was doing to her—then again, all you could think was about sam was kissing you right now, the girl you’ve wanted since you’d met her.

her tongue going against yours, collecting each other’s spit, or the way her hands were rugging and tugging in your hair, making your groan into your kisses that mixed with her moans.

your dick pulsing in your black calvin kleins that were behind your jeans, you could feel your tip slightly rubbing against the fabric as your boner grew—it were wet, the pre-cum oozing out.

sam’s fingers grip and pull your head back, breaking the kiss.

“sam, wha—”

“shhh,” the girl leans down attaching her lips to your neck and her hands on your belt buckle.

it’s like she wordlessly knew the power she had over you, that you had almost wanted this more than her—almost as long as her.

her fingers brush against your warm abdomen as she undoes your belt, you can hear the way it jiggles as she moves it out the way and heads for the button; then down to the zipper.

“jesus…sam…” you don’t know what felt better, the sam sucked and bit your neck (definitely creating hickies,) or the way she hand were sliding against the fabric of your briefs as she palmed you.

“you feel so big, god,” she groans into her ear before softly biting it, followed by her tongue licking it.

her words became heavy, making you impulse and hot as you can barely taking waiting anymore, you grip the girl by the waist, effortlessly pulling her into your lap, her left on either side of you and center perfect on top of yours, the only barrier: your clothes.

“i love you,” she rocks back and forth, you head thrown back, eyes shut closed in pleasure as you softly whine at the friction—hands still firmly on the girls hips.

“i’ve loved you since—” the carpenter hisses at the pleasure, pausing in between her words.

“since i can remember, but, fuck—i didn’t wanna ruin our friendship,” sam leans forward in order to places small pecks on your exposed jawline.

“so, i pushed you towards tara because i knew, she, liked you too…but fuck…i can’t take it anymore.”

you groan, “i love you too sam. i want you. i need you.”

you desperately confess to the girl.

sam presses her forehead against yours, her tongue comes out to lick the corner of your mouth before motioning you into a sloppy, soft, and hurried kiss—you were so deep into it with desire you don’t realize sam’s slipped her hand into your boxers until she starts stroking you.

“don’t be a tease.”

“don’t be a baby. i’ve heard you and tara going at it…i know how long you can last, y/n.”

you wanna say something smart back but you feel a familiar pit coming to you stomach, all the pressure building from the pleasurable teasing.

“i’m going cum—fuck, sam i’m gonna—” you let out a deep moan, feeling your load shoot into your boxers, definitely coating sam’s hand in the mix—to which she pulls out, her eyes trained on yours as she licks the substance from her hand.

“you’re sick,” your grimace in awe of her actions.

“what are you doing—”

“relax, i’m taking my pants off.” sam continues climbing off your lap, you mind traveling back to the fact that you were literally in the middle of a movie theater right now. you begging to panic just a little.

“sam, what if we get caught?”

“we would’ve gotten caught the second i started touching you if that were the case,”

you scoff, wordlessly watching as the now undressed girl takes you, half hard, into her hands—holding your member straight up she climbs into your lap and aligns herself above you.

she hovers for a second, and you comment.

“no condom?”

“that requires more waiting,”

“are you sure you can take me?”

“we’ll make it fit,” sam rushes out, annoyed by your questions—she forgot how anxious you tended to get in situations.

the carpenter takes a deep breath, slowly but surely sinking down onto you.

“you can move,” she urges in a grunt, she expected you to be big but wowza.

“jesus, sam,” you wrap your arms around her waist, you head falling into her chest as you move your hips in an introducing pace.

her arms fall around you shoulders, eyes squeezed shut at the slightly pain that was turning to undeniable pleasure by the second. her body was molded to yours as if you were made to fuck each other.

you wanted to feel more bad than you did—you wanted to stop and say that you were a piece of shit for cheating, let alone cheating with her own sister—cheating with someone you call your best friend. but the feelings were outweighed.

you felt electrified having sam here the way she was with you—the fact that she kissed you first, she made you cum—she’s wanted you for long, now that she finally has you she can’t even resist to lick your cum from her own hands.

your dick pulsing into her as you thrust, feeling the way she gushes around and she clutches to you with each stroke.

her nails were in your clothed back and your mouth was attached to your left nipple, licking and biting at it.

“oh my—it’s like your in my stomach,” the girl moans as you move at a faster pace.

“you’re so deep.”

you swirl your tongue, moving up her chest to her collarbone to her jaw, you kissed and sucked, leaving your own marks before finally connecting your lips again—you both moan into each’s other mouths.

you arms still tightly around the girl’s small frame, you thrusts become hurried at pace—sam throws her head back, unable to kiss you from so much pleasure, only shrieks of moans came from her mouth. you intently watched, feeling a sense of cockiness having smart mouthed ‘i don’t need anyone’ sam carpenter like this.

“fuc—now you’re gonna make me cum.”

“cum, sam. i want you to cum for me…all mines...”

sam leans forward, her body going limp on you while her leans twitch, only a silent moan is able to leave her mouth and you can feel her gushed around you.

“hang on,” you lift her up enough to pull yourself out, letting her back down you lap.

you wiggle, lifting you white shirt, just enough to reveal your stomach.

you reach, wrapping your hand around your shaft and start to stroke, using sam’s cum as lube as you attempt to finish yourself off.

“sorry…got a second load…” you utter, embarrassed—sam, however, in a daze and finding your action kind of hot.

due to you already being on the brink, you cum quick—this time the substance lands over your stomach, which you are quick to wipe with you shirt.

“sorry…”

sam leans in for a quick kiss, “don’t. it was hot.”

you shake your head, turning your attention to your phone that sat in the seat beside you—lit up with a text.

tara 💓: come pick me up. i’m at the diner across the street.

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tara💓: make sam sit in the back 🙄

oh shit.

━━━👩🏽‍💻wrote this while i was stoned so its prob terrible uhmmm yuh 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓀𝓎 #shelyingtomeimlyingtoherbothaintshit

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 3 days ago

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compos mentis 6

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Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as noncon/dubcon, age gap, chronic health issues, and possible untagged elements. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: After a long court case, your mother stays attached to her lawyer, bringing even more contention into your life.

Characters: Andy Barber

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Andy comes up the stairs and you back up. Your adrenaline continues to pound in your skull. You inhale sharply and cough. He slows as he gets to the top.

“How are you doing?” He asks cautiously.

You nod and gulp, “fine. I’m... fine.”

He closes his eyes and nods. When he opens them again, the intensity behind his blue irises makes you wince. “I’m sorry if I scared you.”

“It’s okay,” you grasp the handle of the oxygen tank with both hands, keeping it in front of you like a shield.

“It’s not okay. Your mom is wrong, you know that, right?”

Your eyes dart back and forth, “she’s--”

“I know she’s your mom and you love her, because you’re a good girl, but I don’t want to hear excuses for her.”

You frown and flicks away a shell of tears with your lashes. “Sorry, Andy.”

“Don’t apologise to me, okay?” He sighs and pushes his head back as he grips his hips. “Look,” he looks down the hallway. “We’re gonna figure this out, together. Alright, sweetheart?”

You lower your gaze. You still can’t accept that your mom is just gone. That you’re here with just Andy.

“She won’t stay mad--”

“You can’t be serious? You can’t go back to her. Sweetheart, you’re sick and she’s not making it any better.”

“It wasn’t that hard,” you murmur.

His face flashes with concern and hurt, “that doesn’t matter.” His jaw ticks, “let me see your arm.”

“What?”

“Where she hit you, let me see it.”

You pull your arm back and put it behind you, “it’s not--”

He shakes his head, “I know it hurts. Even if you don’t show me, it doesn’t undo what she did or what I saw.” He sniffs and rubs his nose, “besides, I’m a lawyer, I kind of have to report that sort of thing.”

“Report? Oh,” you whimper. “Please, don’t.”

“Sweetheart,” he exhales.

“Please, Andy. I won’t go back but I don’t her to be in trouble.”

You look at him, the irritation stitched into his forehead. He purses his lips and drops his hand form his hip. He lets out a resigned breath.

“Alright, for now. We’ll just do one thing at a time,” he girds. “Let’s go pick up that mess.”

He steps past you and heads down the hall. You follow him, the wheels on the tank squeaking. He enters the guest room and kneels to gather the mess spilled from the belt bag. You near and bend to help. He glances up.

“Sweetie, please, you should sit down,” he says.

“I can help,” you insist as you grab your lip balm. At the same time, he reaches for it and clutches your hand by accident. You flinch away and recoil.

He doesn’t say a word as he continues to gather everything. He checks a pill bottle before he tucks it away. You peek at his face and notice the red blemish deepening on his cheekbone. The slap was loud, it sounded painful.

“Are you okay?” You ask.

“I’m not mad at you,” he assures as he keeps his head down.

“No, uh, that,” you point at his cheek. "Does it hurt?"

He stops, cradling the belt bag in one hand as he touches his cheek with the other. “Not really,” he says.

You reach out, “here, I’ll take it.”

He hands over the bag and you snap it around your waist, careful to keep it from tangling with your oxygen tube. He stands and clears his throat.

“This room works for you?” He asks.

You peer around then back at him.

“You’ll be here for a while so... I could grab you more blankets. A fan?”

You shake your head, “this is fine.”

He clicks his tongue and looks past you to the window, “I’m going to make some calls.”

“To the police? You said--”

“Not right now,” he shows his palms. “I’m just... I got work, still, and a few other things. Sweetheart,” he steps closer, “you just relax, okay? It’s been a long morning. And if you need anything, my office door will be open, alright?”

You scrunch up your lips and nod. It’s all you can do. You teeter around and sit on the side of the bed. You brace the oxygen tank to keep yourself upright.

“You sure you’re okay?”

“This is... normal for me,” you croak. “My mom’s right. I’m a burden. I’m too sick...”

“She’s not right,” he insists. “Lay down, sweetheart. Take it easy. I’ll be about an hour and then we can chat a bit more. There’s a lot to go through.”

You stay as you are. You wait. He lingers before he finally strides out of the room. He leaves the door open as you sniffle at your lap. What does he mean? A lot to go through?

Oh, this is bad. You’re so lost. What do you do? You’re not Andy’s responsibility. If you do go back to your mom, she’s going to be so mad. Oh no, oh no, oh no. You wipe your nose and gulp. Why do you have to be so worthless?

🩶

You can’t remember when you slumped onto your side. It doesn’t really matter. Most days you spend like that; dizzy, tired, and sick to your stomach. That day is worse.

You want to be home. Not with your mother, just in your room, with your figurines and your books. With the familiar. You stare at the wall as you listen to the airiness of the strange house. Cars pass with soft swishing noises and a few voices come from the suburban scene outside.

Andy’s footsteps precede him up the stairs. You see his shadow as he approaches the guest room and you make yourself sit up. What you don’t expect, is the other set of steps or another figure. You bounce slightly, expecting your mother, but finding only a stranger. A man.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” Andy asks.

You stare at the man then grimace at Andy. He stands just inside the door as the other man lingers at his shoulder.

“You said you wouldn’t call the cops,” you squeak.

“Oh,” Andy looks at the other man who gives a grin. “He’s not--”

“Hi,” the man says your name. “I’m Dr. Kemp. A friend of Andy’s.”

Your eyes flick between them. “It’s just a bruise.” You cover your forearm where the tenderness thrums.

“A bruise?” He repeats. “I can look at that too, but I’m just here for a check-up.”

“A check-up? I have a doctor. I have doctors,” you argue.

“He’s just making sure everything is normal, sweetheart,” Andy says.

“I could’ve called Dr. Hawes.”

“You could but I don’t think he’d be able to see you at short notice, this is just a precaution.” Andy explains.

“I’ll be quick, okay?” Dr. Kemp says as he nears and puts his leather bag next to you. “We’ll do the standard run through, alright?”

You pout and shrug, “okay. I’m sorry, sir.”

“It’s okay.” He assures you, “now, I don’t have your records so just a few questions.”

You nod and your eyes drift to the wall. Questions. There's always questions. You answer the same ones over and over. It’s just like when you had to sit in court.

“So, I see you’re on oxygen,” he begins, “is that something you need all the time or is it just now and then?”

“Always,” you answer.

“Alright, and have you been diagnosed with a specific condition that requires it?”

“Several. Cystic fibrosis, asthma, other things...”

“Hm, okay, you’re doing good. I know the questions can get annoying,” he says. “Do you have dizziness?” You nod. “Nausea?” Another nod. “Muscle spasms? Chest pains?” Yes and yes.

“Even with the tank?” He prompts.

“Yes, sir,” you reply bluntly.

“Right, let’s listen to your heart.”

He unzips the bag and takes out a stethoscope. You stand up stiffly as he comes closer. He points to the bottom of your shirt. “You mind?” You shake your head and he tugs it up, slipping his arm beneath. You blanch as your eyes meet Andy. You almost forgot about him.

Kemp puts the cold stethoscope on your chest. He moves it around. Across the top, then beneath, closer to your lungs. He listens intently. He hums and removes it, fixing your shirt for you.

He then starts with the other tests; temperature, blood pressure, eye response. He gives a thoughtful look then crosses his arms. He considers you for a moment.

“I want you to try something for me, okay?”

You nod once more.

“I need you to take off your oxygen.”

“What?” You yelp.

“Just for a few minutes, alright? I’m a doctor, right? You’ll be okay.”

You bat your lashes and glance at Andy again. He dips his chin. He watches intently. You look at the floor and unhook the tub from around your ears. You drag it off your nose and let it hang.

“Alright, how are you feeling?” Kemp asks.

You shrug. He just stands there. You do too. You sway slightly, confused.

“You having any issues?” He intones.

You shake your head.

“Alright, just a small test. Hold your breath for me,” he bends his arm and looks at his wrist watch, “we’re going to see how long you can do it. Tell me when you stop.” He pinches the small golden face, “three, two, one.”

You hold your breath as your eyes widen. Your lungs are full but not horribly so. You search the room in a panic. What if you pass out? Your panic rises and makes you itch but you keep your breath in. He waits and waits and waits.

You let it out suddenly, “I can’t--” you gasp. “See, I can’t.”

“A minute forty-seven,” he taps his watch, “pretty standard. Definitely pretty good for someone with bad lungs.”

“A minute... no, it wasn’t that long. Was it?”

Andy shifts as his jaw squares. His brows furrow. He looks angry. Kemp peeks back at him and turns back to you.

“I’m going to review your records. I’ll put a call in to Hawes.”

“Why?” You ask.

“Just to make sure I’m getting a full picture. Right now, you’re doing just fine. I’d say you’re doing rather well,” he squeezes your shoulder. “What I want you to do is to take it easy on this.” He touches the oxygen tube. “If you feel out of breath, by all means, put it on, five to ten minutes, but not 24/7.”

“But I need it,” you whimper.

“I know you feel like you do, but I’m the doctor, right? I understand you have a lot going on but your lungs aren’t bad enough to warrant constant oxygen. I’ll be back tomorrow once I get the chart,” he says. “Andy has my number.”

Your lip quivers. You don’t understand. You need the air. That’s what mom says. And when you forget to put it back on, she gets so mad.

“You having trouble right now?” He asks.

You stare at him and take a breath, and another, and another. “No,” you answer.

“There ya go. You got Andy. He'll keep an eye on you,” he packs away his bag.

“Thanks, Steve,” Andy says as he holds out his hand.

“We’re even,” Kemp shakes his hand then looks back at you, “see ya tomorrow.”

“Oh, okay, sir,” you eke out.

He leaves and Andy gives you a nod before he follows. You listen as they go downstairs. You sit on the bed and clasp your oxygen tube in your hands. You look at the tank and frown.

It doesn’t make sense. You don’t feel like you’re struggling. You feel like you’re breathing better, actually. It’s strange. Maybe it’s the adrenaline.

Andy returns and you push your shoulders back. He enters tentatively, “well?”

“I won’t...” you reach over and turn the dial to cut the supply. “It’s off.”

“Maybe he can help. More than the other doctors,” Andy says. “Er, you know, you don’t have to hide up here. I’m done for the day so I’m free and uh, if you’re hungry, we can order?”

“Not right now,” you say and hang your head.

“Yeah, I know. It’s a lot,” he says. “You got time, sweetheart. Whenever you need me, I’ll be here, okay?”

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ramshacklefey · 3 days ago

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One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich and The Things They Carried rewired parts of my brain. The Odyssey was a real treat. (Especially when some of my classmates who found the language rather opaque started gathering around me at morning homeroom to hear my retellings of last night's reading assignment.)

But I know some of you probably have or had a miserable time in English class, and that may have been partly because your school didn't properly prepare you for reading the books ahead of time, so you were just totally at sea all the way through.

If that's the case, here are some tips for getting more enjoyment out of a book you're struggling with!

Look up summaries of individual chapters (CliffsNotes usually has these). Then go back and read them. Having an idea of what's happening might help you follow along with language or writing styles that you're struggling with.

Let yourself skim over particular passages you're baffled by and latch onto the ones that make sense. Finding points that you can follow might help you make sense of the trickier ones by providing context.

If you don't understand a character's motivations, especially in older books and books that take place in a foreign country, it might be because you're missing context. That's okay, and your teacher isn't expecting you to have encyclopedic knowledge of the historical and cultural context for a book.

But also, even in the most unfamiliar circumstances, you can look for things that make sense to you. The characters are still people, and regardless of context, people are still people.

But also, sometimes you just can't relate to the character. That's ok. "Well I would never ____" Yes, but this person did. And here's why. In the world they live in, it made sense or it was the only thing they could do. And there are people in real life who do that. Now you've seen a little bit of why.

You don't have to like all the characters. Some characters (even the protagonists) you're supposed to hate. Sometimes that's because the author is saying, "This bastard is fucked up, but do you see how he got that way?" Sometimes it's, "This bitch made every wrong choice possible, but damn if it didn't make some wild drama."

Remember that sometimes the author may not explain exactly why something happens because it's supposed to be a bit of a mystery at first! Keep reading and see if it gets explained later!

Look up words in the dictionary!!

If you're having trouble keeping a lot of characters in your head, make a cast list. "John is Mary's brother and he's a bit of a dick."

It's okay if there are books you simply do not vibe with. Give them a fair shake, but really, even the kids who love English class are gonna have books they hate. I despised a few of the books I read for school. But remember that struggling with a book and not liking it aren't the same thing!

And for the love of everything holy. Ask. Your. Teacher. Questions. Write them down while you're reading and ask! If you're scared to ask in class, talk to them at another time! But I can guarantee that if you didn't understand something, some of your classmates didn't either. If your teacher is remotely competent, they'll be delighted to answer your questions.

And there are no questions too simple to ask in class!! "Why did this character do this thing?" "What's up with this sentence?" "I tried reading this, and here's what I think the events of this chapter were. Is that really what happened?" "What the heck is a ____?" "Why was this bit in here? It doesn't seem like it's important to the plot." "How do we know that ____ theme is in here?"

Yes, there are themes and symbols and motifs and whatever else in books. Your teacher isn't just making it up. People tell stories for a reason. The author is trying to communicate something to you. "Well why didn't they just say that?" Because saying it in a story shows you something about it. I can tell you, "Love isn't always enough to save you." or I can show you that by telling you a story about two people who fall in love and then get their shit wrecked. I can tell you, "This war happened and it was awful," or I can show you the people who were in it and what it did to them. I can tell you, "The government is a corrupt pile of festering feces," or I can show you what might happen if we keep going on the path we're on.

And you might not agree! You can say, "No, it wouldn't happen like that." You can say, "But this war was worth it because it resulted in this." You can say, "Actually, this particular social outcome seems pretty rad to me." That's okay because stories are a conversation, not the word of God from on high. But again, give the author a fair shake.

The most important thing is that you don't just give up if you're struggling. You're in school to learn! So accept that there are things you don't already know.

I straight up do not trust you if you did not enjoy a single book you had to read for English class. I know they assigned some real stuffy stinkers and the curriculum varies across districts but not one? Not The Outsiders? Not The Picture of Dorian Gray? Not Fahrenheit 451? Not even Frankenstein? Damn. That’s crazy.

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irisintheafterglow · 2 days ago

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NOW PLAYING...IRIS' ROM-COM SPECIAL (20s)

SELECT YOUR LOVE INTEREST:

THE SWEETHEARTS: kirishima eijiro, todoroki shoto, iwaizumi hajime, bachira meguru, umemiya hajime, kaminari denki. THE PLAYBOYS: gojo satoru, hoshina soshiro, kuroo tetsurou, takami keigo/hawks, miya atsumu. THE BROODERS: sakusa kiyoomi, bakugo katsuki, suna rintaro, roronoa zoro, itoshi sae. THE WILDCARDS: nanami kento, miya osamu, itoshi rin, geto suguru, todoroki touya.

SELECT YOUR SCREENING:

1. 10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU - A newcomer underclassman crushes on your sister, and pulls some strings to get you to go out with the reckless bad boy that is oddly charming. STARRING: ITOSHI RIN 2. LEGALLY BLONDE - Your boyfriend breaks up with you because he's going to law school, so you follow him. What do you do when he decides it's over, even when you're there? Fall for your professor's junior partner, of course! 3. THE PROPOSAL - Your boss asks you for a favor: marry him so he doesn't get kicked from the country. The problem? You're going with him when he proposes to you on holiday at his family home. STARRING: GOJO SATORU 4. 27 DRESSES - You're a bridesmaid for hire whose boss falls in love with your sister. And she wants you to plan her wedding. And the guy who helped you not get a concussion is stupidly cute. STARRING: ITOSHI SAE 5. SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE - For the record, he doesn't believe in love anymore. But, to appease his son, he talks to the reporter on the radio. Now he has a choice to make: does he risk it all to meet you on Valentine's Day? STARRING: BAKUGO KATSUKI 6. WHILE YOU WERE SLEEPING - You fell in love with the cute guy that always passes you at work. When an accident puts him in a coma and his family thinks you're engaged, what do you do when you fall for his brother instead? STARRING: RORONOA ZORO 7. HOW TO LOSE A GUY IN 10 DAYS - As a writer, your next big project is to create a list of what traits make men lose romantic interest. Too bad your latest target is hellbent on winning a bet of his own: to make you fall in love. STARRING: MIYA ATSUMU // PART II: DENKI KAMINARI 8. THE WEDDING PLANNER - On the eve of celebrating your greatest career achievement, you're saved from imminent disaster by the man of your dreams. Unfortunately, he's engaged...and is hiring you to be his wedding planner. 9. ALWAYS BE MY MAYBE - On again, off again, you and your childhood best friend went separate ways in life. Back in your hometown for the opening of your first restaurant, you don't expect to see him again. Or expect to see that he's hot. STARRING: MIYA OSAMU 10. LA LA LAND - One was a burnt out actor. One was an aspiring jazz musician. Need I say more? STARRING: RORONOA ZORO 11. THE WEDDING DATE - You have the genius idea of hiring a male escort to accompany you to your sibling's wedding, and find there's more to him than his physique. STARRING: GETO SUGURU 12. 50 FIRST DATES - Whether it's a blessing or a curse, the effects of an accident on your brain cause you to fall in love with him again...and again...and again...and again...and... 13. TO ALL THE BOYS I'VE LOVED BEFORE - Your sister sends the letters you'd written to every boy you'd had a crush on. Fake dating and chaos ensues. STARRING: IWAIZUMI HAJIME // PART 2: TODOROKI SHOTO

TO RESERVE YOUR SEAT:

Send me an ask with your love interest and your rom-com title/number, and that's it! I'll add the character to this masterpost and tag you (unless you'd like to be anonymous!) on the final post. Click HERE to send your request!

Requests will continue to be taken until the end of January or all spots are full! (subject to change depending on demand) Tags for this event will all be under #irisromcomspecial

Edit as of 1/9/25 : If there are multiple requests for the same prompt, I'll write a prompt up to three times!

One character per rom-com please, but if you'd like to make multiple requests, feel free! Questions? Feel free to send an ask or leave a comment!

DIRECTOR'S NOTES:

EEK okay so this is my first ever event and it's for my birthday :) I'm a huge fan of rom-coms so I gathered some of my favorites of all time to apply some new characters to and hopefully make you want to watch (or rewatch) them too! I'm very excited to host this event and hopefully have some fun fics released in the process. Thank you all so much for your support on my blog, I appreciate it more than you'll ever know. Disney+ banner was made by me, heart dividers are by the wonderful @cafekitsune !

#irisintheafterglow #writing event #mha x you #jjk x you #bnha x you #mha x reader #bnha x reader #jjk x reader #hq x reader #hq x you #blue lock x you #blue lock x reader #zoro x you #zoro x reader #irisromcomspecial

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artsarasp · 15 hours ago

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Hello! I love your art! Do you recommend the Italian sv translation? It's so much prettier than the English one i keep just going into bookshops and stroking it 🤣 But i haven't been able to justify the expense since I've already got them all in English 😭

Ahhh!! I'd say no??? I'm sorry as much as I'm having fun noticing all the differences between the English edition and the Italian one the more I read the more it becomes clear I should have just gone with the English edition (it's fine in the end cause I bought it when I was out with my friends and I was just very high on spirits!)

They got rid of all the suffixes as well as the glossary about them and the pronunciation guides at the end of the book. Being that there are no suffixes except Shizun (which they don't explain what it means btw, it is mentioned in the general glossary in the suffixes section which is very funny since they got rid of them all) sometimes the text becomes much longer because they need to explain a lot more.

"This was the most senior of the original Shen Qingqiu’s disciples, Luo Binghe’s shixiong, Ming Fan." becomes "Ming Fan era il più anziano tra i suoi discepoli e fratello marziale di Luo Binghe, ma sopra di lui nella scala gerarichica." ( Ming Fan was the most senior of his disiples and Luo Binghe's martial brother, but of higher hierarchy) It's not that bad but it makes everything a little bit longer. Also, all the names of the places have been translated, which is great for understanding but some names are a bit of a mouthful in Italian. They also keep repeating the translated sword's names, first, they go the "Xiuya sword" and right after there's "La spada dell'eleganza spirituale" which would be fine if it wasn't for the fact that it seems to be doing it multiple times AND the fact that the translated names are already available at the end of the book in the character profiles. Idk, maybe it gets better later on but it's irking me a little bit.

There are some diffrences that are very funny if not that they change how a character comes across.

YQY in English saying "Shidi, Don't be angry" has become "Smettila di prendertela con quel ragazzo" (Stop picking on that boy) which was so weird for him to say that it had me opening the English edition to check what he was saying.

When SQQ describes Ming Fan in English it goes "Ming Fan’s appearance was respectable enough, it was just that his face was a bit unfortunate, with a sharp mouth and sunken cheeks." In Italian it goes "Se non fosse stato per le labbra sottili e il volto che ricordava il muso di una scimmia, avrebbe avuto un aspetto accettabile" (If it wasn't for his thin lips and his face which resembled a monkey's snout, he would have looked acceptable) WHICH IS SO MUCH MEANER BUT FUNNY- MING FAN MY POOR BOY.

But now I got to a bit that actually made me a bit annoyed. Like, it doesn't make sense in Italian.

When the system lists what SQQ can do to get B-Points, point two is "Avoid landmines that break suspension of disbelief." and in Italian it got translated to " Eliminare i trigger" (Delete the triggers) which doesn't make sense??? In Italian or English?? This is not how we use the word trigger. I've even asked some friends if maybe I was stupid and forgot my own language but no, it doesn't make sense, no one understood what point two was! This is bad.

I'm gonna keep reading because I can have fun spotting the differences but honestly, treasure your English edition.

#ask #svsss

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candykenma · 2 days ago

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Hi, can I pls request Haikyuu pretty setter squad when their s/o is struggling from writer's block or artist's block please?? Thank you =D

I LOVE THIS. PLEASE MARRY ME???

Oikawa

• Honest to god oikawa couldn't careless not in a mean way but hes missed his s/o all week now.

•He literally drags his s/o from the desk and just cuddled them despite the complaints and protest

•when he realizes it's actually getting to his s/o he'll buy they're favorite ice cream. Probally door dash it along with dinner bc if he lets his s/o go it'll be right bk to work for them.

• has his s/o shower with him and face care stuff to distract them.

Sugawara

•HE SIMPLY GIVES YOU IDEAS.

• This man will read what u got and be like "hey do you wanna like have sex at a carnival?" Or whatever random thoughts come to mind after reading and his s/o will go "THATS A GREAT IDEA"

• not referring to doing but instead writing a detailed chapter Abt whatever random thoughts came out of his mouth

• if that doesn't he work he'll sit u down on the couch and make u watch movies with him trying to secretly help u get ideas

•hell show u random stuff on Pinterest or tell u stories that his kids at school told him just to try and give u something to right about

•🥰

Akaashi

• this man right there frustrated wit u

•yall both got deadlines , both got writers block , both starving bc y'all forgot to eat.

• Akaashi probally stops for ant 10 minutes to cuddle with u and rub his fingers through your hair then straight BK to work

• they're was this 1 in incident where you were complaining Abt how cringe everything you wrote sound and he looked dead at you and said "why r u making it cuddly and innocent? You aren't either of those things" 😭

Kenma 😋my baby

•once again he doesn't gaf

• if u ask him for help he'll probably tell u the BK story of a character from one of his games he likes, or just tells u to put it down and he can't help u bc he doesn't read books unless he has too😭

• The definition of no fucking help. He tried and it's cute but baby no....

• if he sees it's affecting your health he'll butt in putting u to bed or taking u put to eat reluctantly,

•he'll offer to run you a bath as well but that's Abt as much as u get

Atsumu

• just as unhelpful and ANNOYING Abt it

• it's not that I have writers block it's that u can't write or think with him in you guys room. Your actually spazzing out so much so u send him to the store with a list of things you need and want jus to write

• he doesn't mean to and u never tell him that but he definitely makes your job harder.

• though u realize u can't write when he's not around either, his crazy stories and random thoughts he blurts out are the material and foundation for ur writing

•He comes BK home and you shower him with cuddles

Kageyama

• Also not very helpful

• I imagine most of the books you write would be smut related, you'd probably be letting out all that untapped pent up energy

•he probally read one of your books once and was like "u wrote this....?" And u jus were like yeah not think Abt the fact all your books are porn on paper with some good plot here and there

• He probally started doing things a bit different like playing into the books uve read in order to give you more content. He'd take you on more extravagant but intimate dates to help the creativity 🤷

I TRIED ITS 2:45 AM.....HOPE U LIKE???

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yellow-computer-mouse · 1 day ago

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oooooo tysm for tagging us !!!!

1/ Which category of alterhumanity do you belong to?

We're (almost) all fictives! There's also some therians and fictionkins rattling around :)

2/ What/who is/are your type(s)? (if you have any)

Polites is a cat therian, Anya is catkin and Peril fictionkin, and Icicle is (duh) Icicle fictionkin! Also, our old host Jimmy was a coyote.

We. Can't list off every one of our fictives. But we're sourced from

Wings of Fire

UTMV

Epic: the Musical

Mouthwashing

Parks & Rec

Malcolm in the Middle

Rot in Paradise

Super Mario Bros

3/ Do you experience shifts? If so, can you tell us your most common shifts and your strangest cameo shift (if you've ever had a cameo shift)?

Uhhh the core's most common shift was paws. Phantom paws. We don't really get any anymore, bc most of us don't front to get them, but Polites gets a phantom tail all the time!

But yeah, ears, tails, and wings! :)

4/ How do you experience your alterhumanity in everyday life?

It definitely affects our personalities a lot. Jimmy used to have really bad freakouts all the time because his source was a terrible person, and all the hate on that character transferred over to him.

We also. Bark at people. Jimmy was the most common one to do this, but some of us still do lol

5/ What do you think of the community?

Uh fire!! I love you guys!! We do need to work on the infighting though. Cut that shit out.

6/ What are the things that make you most comfortable and euphoric in your alterhumanity?

BEING. CALLED. BY OUR NAMES oh my goodness i SWEAR if you call us by our names irl we will love you forever

7/ Are you experiencing species dysphoria?

Not yet! Huzzah! The core definitely did, though.

8/ What advice would you like to say to a young alterhuman who has just awakened?

Don't take it too seriously. You don't have to know exactly what you are, and you don't have to prove yourself to anyone.

9/ Do you have/want to have gears?

YES. OH MY GOD. Tail, ears, hand em over now.

10/ Do you know/have any theories about the origin of your alterhumanity? If so, tell us! (all beliefs are legitimate)

Fictive 👍

Um but for everything else it's kinda just. We Are Now. it's weird idk lol

11/ Tag someone/a creature to answer these questions!ㅤᵕ̈

@sombrathedragon @willoillo @mewos-laptop @elliott-the-creature @the-crystal-femmes @crystal-cluster-collective @yellowrabbitfurry @moon-and-fries /nf :)

If you are a alterhuman, reblog and answer these questions!

(don't be afraid to write a lot, do what you want ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯)

1/ Which category of alterhumanity do you belong to?

2/ What/who is/are your type(s)? (if you have any)

3/ Do you experience shifts? If so, can you tell us your most common shifts and your strangest cameo shift (if you've ever had a cameo shift)?

4/ How do you experience your alterhumanity in everyday life?

5/ What do you think of the community?

6/ What are the things that make you most comfortable and euphoric in your alterhumanity?

7/ Are you experiencing species dysphoria?

8/ What advice would you like to say to a young alterhuman who has just awakened?

9/ Do you have/want to have gears?

10/ Do you know/have any theories about the origin of your alterhumanity? If so, tell us! (all beliefs are legitimate)

11/ Tag someone/a creature to answer these questions!ㅤᵕ̈

#yellow yaps #mutuals <3 #polites ⛵🪷 //#not skeletons #not art #not dragons #<- LIE i'm reblogging from one

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winchesterwild78 · 2 days ago

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Unspoken Words pt 6

Master List

Characters: Jensen Ackles x Reader, Reader’s daughter, other characters

Warnings: fluff, attempted kidnapping, anxiety, almost smut, nightmares

A/N: Another collab story with @cheekygirl2309. This one is about a single mother with a nonverbal autistic daughter who loves Supernatural. The reader is going to a Supernatural Convention with her daughter and things unfold from there. The daughter character is near and dear to my heart. I have someone very close to me who is nonverbal, but he’s such an amazing kid.

*This series is about to wrap up. Enjoy one of the last few chapters.*

This is a work of fiction and does not depict real life. Jensen is single in this story.

All work is my own and @cheekygirl2309, don’t take it or use it as your own. Reblogs and likes are appreciated.

Minors DNI 18+

The next day after the post from Jensen about our relationship, he suggested I put my profile private or create a public one. He said most of the cast have two, one for the fans and one for friends and family.

He showed me his personal profile and I chuckled. “I had no idea you had a secret account. Now I see why you don’t post all the time.”

He laughed, “Yeah. I guess I didn’t forget my password after all.” He winked.

I wanted to take advantage of the nice day and take Lily to the park. Jensen’s interior designer and her team were going by his house today, so we needed to pass some time.

Jensen helped me load up the car and get Lily ready. She clung to his neck as he carried her to the car.

“Jensen, you know she can walk.” I laughed as I saw him carrying her. “Yeah I know, but she needs to save her energy for the park.”

I playfully rolled my eyes. “Uhhuh, okay.”

Jensen put Lily in the car and we both climbed in. Putting the car in drive we headed toward the park and Jensen took my hand in his.

“First time out since we went public, are you ready for this?” I took a shaky breath, “Yeah. I’m ready.”

Arriving at the park I noticed a lot of people there. I got Lily out and held her hand. Jensen grabbed the bag.

I noticed a few stares and some pictures taken of us. I tried to shield Lily.

A few people approached Jensen and asked for pictures and he was polite. “Sure, just please keep her out of the pictures. We don’t want her face all over the internet.” I smiled. He was talking about Lily.

A little girl ran up to us and squealed, calling Lily’s name. “Lily!” It was a little girl from her class, Tara. “Well hey, Tara. How are you? Where’s your mama?” “Hey Ms Y/N. Mama’s over there.”

She pointed to the bench near the swings. “Can Lily go play with me?” She asked. I nodded, “Yeah. Y’all stay close.”

Jensen and I walked over to Tara’s mom. When she saw me she jumped up and hugged me. “Hey, Y/N! I haven’t seen you in forever. How have you been?”

I smiled, “I’ve been good. Tara just grabbed Lily. They took off to play. Jessica I want to introduce you to my boyfriend, Jensen. Jensen, this is Jessica. Tara’s mother.”

She blushed and smiled. “Nice to meet you Jensen. I’ve been a fan for years.”

“Nice to meet you too, Jessica.”

The three of us sat on the bench chatting and watching the girls play.

I lost sight of the girls for a moment and started to panic a bit, but they both came into sight and I relaxed.

Jensen put his hand on my leg and leaned in. “She’s okay, baby. I can see her.” I nodded.

I wanted Lily to play like a regular child, but I often worried due to her lack of vocabulary. Tara had always been so sweet to Lily and was a great friend to her. I was so grateful for her.

A few minutes later Tara came running up, panic in her voice. “Mama, Ms Y/N a man grabbed Lily. She tried to get away but he grabbed her.”

Before I could react Jensen was off the bench and on the other side of the playground. He heard Lily scream. “Dada!” He saw her reaching out for him and being carried away by a man.

Jensen grabbed the man and pulled Lily from his arms.

I ran to his side and grabbed Lily and Jensen punched the guy in the face. He subdued him until the cops came.

I gasped when I realized who it was, David. I saw red. “David?! What the fuck were you trying to do?!”

I punched him in the face and the cops pulled me back. “Ma’am you have to calm down.” “Like hell I will. This asshole tried to kidnap my daughter. He better be glad all I did was punch him in the face.”

Jensen pulled me into his arms, holding Lily and I both. “Baby, come on. We don’t need you to go to jail either.”

Lily was shaking and crying. Jensen pulled her into his arms, “Come here baby girl. I’ve got you. You’re safe, baby.”

The police let us go after taking our statements. They charged David with attempted kidnapping. He tried to protest and tell the cops she’s his daughter. I told them he’s not on her birth certificate and he hasn’t been in her life at all. The police said since he doesn’t have custody it’s still considered kidnapping, so they took him to jail.

Jensen took us back to his house and made lunch. Lily was still shaken and I was filled with rage and fear.

Jensen leaned down and kissed my lips. “Hey, look at me. She’s safe, okay.”

I looked up at him and softly smiled, “I know and it’s because of you. You ran and got to her in time. Jensen I don’t know how to thank you for that. I don’t know what I would have done if he took her.”

He cupped my face, “Baby you don’t have to worry about that anymore. You and Lily mean everything to me and I’ll always protect you two. I love you both. I love her like she’s my own and I would have walked through hell to keep her safe. Now come on, let’s show our baby girl her new bedroom. It’s ready.”

I smiled, kissed his lips and nodded.

“Hey Lily, your new bed is here. Do you want to take a look at it?” Jensen asked with a grin. She squealed and leaped into Jensen’s arms.

We walked to her room and when Jensen opened the door I gasped. Her brand new bedroom set was there, along with a gorgeous pink area rug and Jensen had a mural painted on the wall to make it look like the carriage was on its way to the castle. Inside the closet was every princess dress and accessory you could think of and there was a white and pink vanity in the corner.

“Jensen, this is too much. I can’t believe you did this for her.” He smiled and I swear he puffed out his chest a little with pride. “Nope, it's not too much. It’s perfect for my baby girl. She’s a princess and deserves a princess room.”

Lily squealed and started playing with the new toys and clothes. Jensen snaked his arms around me and pulled my back flush to his chest.

“Jensen, this is amazing. You’re amazing. She’s never going to want to leave here now.” He kissed the side of my head, “Well maybe she doesn’t have to.”

I turned and looked at him. “What?” “Why don’t you two move in with me. I have a great security system, Lily has her new room, and you can decorate our room however you want.”

I bit my lip, “I don’t know Jensen. That’s a big deal. Can I think about it?” “Of course darlin’. Are you two still going to California with me?”

I nodded, “Yeah. I think after all of this it’ll be good to get away for a bit.” Jensen held me tight, “Good. I can’t wait, and we can see what it’s like living together while we are there and you can use that to help with your decision.” “Good thinking, Jensen.” I kissed his lips and he deepened the kiss.

Lily was lost in her own world playing in her room. Jensen and I left after a few minutes and headed back downstairs.

He was due back in California in two days, so he looked at adding Lily and I to his flight. Lily had never been on a plane and I was worried. Jensen worked his magic and was able to secure two tickets in first class on the same flight he was on.

“Jensen, we don’t need first class.” I huffed. He cupped my face, “Baby, you and Lily deserve so much and this way I can be there to help you with her on the plane.” I nodded, “Okay, but you’ve got to stop spending so much money on us. It’s not right.”

He looked at me, green eyes full of love, “Baby, if we were married it would be our money, not mine. Please let me take care of you two.”

I placed my hands on his chest, “Jensen I just don’t want you to spend so much on us. I’m not used to this, and if I’m being honest it scares me. I don’t want you or anyone to think I’m with you for your money.”

He placed a soft kiss on my lips, “Baby, I don’t think that and screw what everyone else thinks.” I chuckled, “Okay, but please try to stop.”

He smirked, “I can’t make any promises, sweetheart. Hey, I have an idea. Since we head out in a few days, why don’t you and Sarah go out for a girls night.”

I smiled, “I’d love that, Jensen, but what about Lily? I can’t ask Annie to watch her on short notice.” “I’ll watch her. She can stay here with me and when you get back you and I can have some alone time.” He wiggled his eyebrows at me.

“If you’re sure. I’ll see if she’s able to go out tonight.” He pulled me close, “I’m sure baby. You go have some fun and I’ll be waiting for you.”

I called Sarah and she was excited about going out. I got ready and told Lily I was going out with Aunt Sarah and she was staying with Jensen.

“Dada?” “Yes, baby. You’re staying with dada.” It made my heart swell anytime she called Jensen dada. Part of me hoped he’d want the job.

Walking downstairs Jensen saw me and whistled. “Damn I’m one lucky man. You look amazing, baby.” My cheeks flushed red, “Thank you Jensen.”

Sarah rang the doorbell and Jensen answered it. She took one look at me and gasped, “Damn girl. Love looks good on you.” I shook my head and giggled pulling her into a hug.

“Are you ready?” I asked her as I grabbed my stuff. “Yep.” I hugged Lily goodbye and gave Jensen a kiss.

“Go have fun, and don’t worry about us. We will be fine.” I nodded and Sarah and I left.

The uber brought me home about 1am and I toptoed in the house. When I walked in I noticed the television was on, the volume was low.

Walking over to the couch I saw Jensen laying on his back, one arm under his head and the other holding Lily. She was snuggled up next to him with her squirrel and moose stuffy.

My heart swelled. Then I saw a picture Lily drew. She drew a picture of Me, her, and Jensen and we were all holding hands. At the top she wrote “mama, dada, Lily”.

I snapped a picture of the two of them. I didn’t think I could love him more, but seeing him holding her and protecting her made my heart so full.

Jensen stirred and his green eyes fluttered open. I smiled softly at him. “Hey baby. Let me take her to bed.” I kissed his lips and picked up Lily, carrying her to her bedroom.

I turned on the lamp Jensen bought her and it filled the room with a soft pink light. I chuckled, she definitely has him wrapped around her finger.

Walking back downstairs I found Jensen sitting up and waiting for me.

“Did you have a good time, sweetheart?” I sat beside him, “Yeah I did. Did you?” “Yeah, we had a great time. Lily told me she wants you two to move in here with me so we can be a real family.”

I smirked, “Oh did she now? She said all that to you?” He laughed, “Yeah, she did. See, look at the picture she drew. It’s proof.”

I took the paper in hand, “Yeah, I see it. Come on, let’s go to bed.”

He locked up the house and the two of us went to our bedroom.

Closing the bedroom door, Jensen’s arms snaked around my body and turned me to face him. His lips ghosted mine, “I want you baby.”

I smiled, “I’m all yours.” Jensen guided me back to the bed and laid me down slowly. His lips never leaving mine.

He hovered over me, his strong arms caging me between him and the bed. I looked up into his eyes and saw so much love it made my breath hitch.

His hand softly touched my face, “I love you so much, Y/N.” I swallowed the lump in my throat. Tears pricked my eyes and slowly fell.

“Hey, shh. What’s wrong baby?” His thumb wiped the tears away. I bit my lip, “I’m sorry, Jensen. I’m just so in love with you. These aren’t sad tears. I don’t know what I did to deserve you, what I did to deserve your love, but I’m so thankful I did it. I never thought I’d meet a man like you, let alone someone who accepted Lily and loved her too.”

He smiled, “Hey, you both have me forever. I’m not going anywhere.”

I chuckled, “Great, you were trying to have sex and I started crying. That’s just perfect.” We both laughed.

“Hey, who said we were finished.” Jensen kissed my lips and worked his way down my neck and to my chest.

I leaned up and he pulled my shirt off. “Jens, I need you baby.”

His hands traced every curve, every imperfection, and his lips trailed over my body. Marking me and making me his.

Jensen was gentle every time we made love, but something was different tonight.

I felt like I was the only person that mattered to him. Nothing was rushed, every movement perfectly executed. Our breaths mingled together as our bodies became one.

His hands were in mine and his lips pressed against mine.

We were so wrapped up in the moment we forgot protection. When Jensen came his seed coated my insides and my body pulled every bit of it out.

Jensen got up and cleaned us both. He pulled me into his arms and kissed my head. “I love you so much, Y/N.” “I love you too, Jensen.”

We drifted off to sleep. My sleep restless, replaying the events of the day with Lily and David. My dreams plagued with the images of him taking her and me not getting to her in time.

I heard her crying in my sleep. In my groggy state I thought it was just my imagination, but then I felt Jensen leap out of bed and run to her room.

I realized I wasn’t dreaming. When I made it to her room, Jensen had her in his arms holding her and calming her down. I leaned against the doorway watching as he chased her fears away and wrapped her in the safety of his arms.

She looked terrified and clung to him. He laid down beside her, and softly sang to her. One song after another, and I saw her relax against him.

His voice was like a balm on her heart, easing her pain and calming her. The melodic sounds that filled the room lulled her back to sleep. Lily’s breathing evened out and her face relaxed.

When Jensen was sure she was asleep again he tucked her in, making sure her stuffies were next to her, and her blanket was around her.

I smiled up at him. He smiled and took my hand. Leading me back to our room.

“Jensen, that was incredible. You were made to be a father, you know that.” He kissed my lips, “Yeah, it’s something I’ve always wanted. Now with Lily I get the chance. She’s an incredible kid and I’m grateful I get to be part of her life. Now, we have a busy day ahead of us, let’s try and get some sleep.”

He wrapped me in his arms and started humming. I smiled against his chest. I took a deep breath and slowly let it out, letting the stress of the day wash away.

The next morning we were all up early and getting last minute things ready for our flight. The detective in charge of the case called Jensen and told him David made bail, but there was a restraining order against him. His next court date was next month, and we had to be there. Jensen thanked him and told me not to worry about anything. His attorney would prepare us and let us know what we needed to do. Lily, thank goodness, wouldn't have to go to court.

The rest of the day was spent getting packed and making sure Lily was ready for the trip. She’d never been away from home and I was very nervous.

I had made a list of everything and I kept checking it over and over. I sat on the bed, looking over the list again and Jensen chuckled from the doorway. “What’s so funny?” I smirked at him. “You are, come here.” He pulled me up and into his arms. “She’s going to be just fine. She has us, and her stuffies.” He cupped my face in his hands and placed a kiss on my lips, “I promise.”

I took a shaky breath in, “I know, I just..” He cut me off with another kiss. “Jensen..”, again another kiss. “Are you just …” another kiss. I laughed. “See, now don’t you feel better?” I smiled, rolled my eyes and nodded.

Lily walked in our room with her stuffies in hand, looked up at Jensen and said, “Dada, Lily, Mama, air.” Jensen nodded, “Yes, baby. We’re going on a plane tomorrow.” She held up her squirrel and moose stuffies and said, “Sam, Dean too.” Jensen laughed, “Yes, Sam and Dean too.”

Lily squeezed them tightly and hugged Jensen. I leaned down to her, “Lily, baby, go grab your princess bag so we can make sure your stuffies are packed and other things you need.”

She ran to her room and came back with the princess carry-on bag Jensen had bought her. I opened it up and found her princess dresses and accessories stuffed in it.

I laughed, “Lily honey, we can’t take all this with us. If we do there won’t be any room for your stuffies.” She nodded, grabbed the bag and ran back to her room. When she came back it was empty.

“Okay, Lily, put Sam and Dean in the bag.” She clung to them and refused to move. “Sweetie, we have to pack them so we don’t forget them.” Still, she refused to move.

I took a deep breath, “Okay, well it will be your responsibility to put them in the bag tomorrow morning then.” She nodded. I was worried she’d forget.

Jensen leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Don’t worry sweetheart, I won’t let her forget them.” He winked as he pulled away.

The next morning was a whirlwind getting out the door and to the airport. Lily made sure her stuffies were tucked away safely in her bag. Jensen double checked, just to make sure. We were able to board the plane first. One reason was Jensen’s celebrity status, and the other was Lily’s autism. The flight crew were so sweet with her. She got to meet the pilots and received a pair of wings for her and her stuffies.

When it was time for take off she wanted to sit in my lap, but I had to explain to her she couldn’t. She started to get upset and I was sure she was about to have a meltdown.

Before we got ready to head down the runway to take off, Jensen switched seats with me and held onto Lily. His presence beside her comforted her enough she forgot about wanting to sit in my lap.

I was in awe of him again. He looked over at me and smiled and took my hand in his. “See, we’ve got this, together. I’m not going anywhere.”

My heart fluttered in my chest. At that moment I knew without a shadow of a doubt I was going to marry that man.

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luckyartdrawer · 3 days ago

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100 Follower Milestone Poll! 🎉🎉🎉

Heya lovelies!!! This blog hit 100 followers oh my goodness!!!

I really can't believe it, it's so awesome to see you all here! <333 Whether you're new or old around here it doesn't matter, I am electronically hugging and/or patting all of your heads in great thanks! ✨💖✨💖✨💖✨

To celebrate, I have some options in a poll for y'all to choose what you would like to see for this milestone! I HIGHLY suggest reading the explanations of each option below the break! It clarifies some important details. Its down there so any of y'all just scrolling by won't have to worry about a wall of text! <3

Please feel free to vote even if you aren't following me!!!

Poll Options explanations:

Drop early chapters of EYED / Dreamlike: This is a Moon-centric x reader fic I've been working on for several months now and I originally planned to start posting it when I finished it or got really close to doing so. I dropped a sneak peek of it here! I find myself currently on a standstill on it's later chapters, which is why it hasn't been finished yet, but otherwise I am reallllly happy with it's messaging and pacing. (Rn I have plotted out 15 chapters but it's looking like it could be longer with how I write oops-)

The first chapters have been pretty polished at this point, so if people are really curious about this one, I don't mind to start posting the chapters up to a certain point. If this wins, I'll post the first 3 chapters for 3 sequential days, then 4 and 5 will come out in the next week, and then the last week I'll post ch. 6 for no particular reason mhmm yup I am not planning anything nefarious-

Drawing requests: This would be my first time doing something like this, and while I know I can pop out some bangers for y'all I also don't want to dig myself into a hole and leave y'all waiting for a long time. 😅So if this wins, I'll take the first 10 requests and draw them out! If I feel capable of doing more I may open some more slots for y'all, but I need to test my speed and my capabilities here first. Expect some lovely rendering bc I love it so, but I won't be doing backgrounds (besides simple colors) for the sake of my sanity.

Drabble requests: Most of ya here probably see me as only an artist, but I do write and actually started out as a writer first for this fandom hehe. ✨ I've been doing well recently with short stories so as long as y'all want em, I can hopefully dish em out at a reasonable pace! I, again, haven't done something like this before. So if this wins, I'll take the first 10 requests, but I feel more confident that I can do this at a reasonable pace, so if things go well I'll open up 5-10 more slots for y'all!

Rendered drawing of a dca AU: Hehe, my forte /J. I've drawn some whacky crossovers, cute sillays, and horror stuff at times, but some of y'all also know I love soooo many AUs in this fandom, hehe! I definitely do not mind drawing AUs, there are MANY I haven't drawn for, but I will be avoiding drawing other's specific AUs. I love making fanart, but this is going to thank y'all for being here, so I would like to keep from using someone else's AU -- it would feel like I'm stealing them e3e.

Plus, this is from me to thank you! And so will the goobers! I'll try to be as detailed as possible with both the characters and location <3

If this wins, I'll set up another poll to last for 3 days. It'll have some general au options like Mer, then I'll list out some crossovers I have done like Submas! Sun/Moon, and I'll add my own AUs! There will also be an option to suggest an AU/crossover! (Please don't be afraid to do so, as long as enough people have an interest in the option, or even if it doesn't win I may still make it if I really like the suggestion! <333)

Rendered drawing of Biblical dca: This means the drawing will be as realistic to the original as I can get it! Gonna do my best to do material rendering and all mwehehe! Though, I may make him extra polished/shiny to not only play with reflections, but to also say how sparkly y'all make me feel hehe ✨✨✨

If this wins, I'll try to finish the drawing within a week or 2 after I make the announcement of the poll's winner! I'll also throw out a really quick poll for 1 day to let y'all pick who will be our biblical goober: Sun, Moon, or Ruin Eclipse!

Something else: This is pretty self explanatory, but if you have ideas, comment below! (You can even if you didn't pick this option!!!) And if you see an idea you like or that you wanted to comment already said below, please reply to that person's comment to keep things easy to track! You don't have to say anything if you don't want to, just drop something simple like ✨ in it and I'll know that means ya voted for it. :) (I'll be checking to make sure people didn't vote on the same comment more than once! But you can vote for multiple ideas <3)

If this wins/has enough interest, I'll choose the most popular suggestion! Depending on what suggestion wins, I may actually do BOTH that suggestion and the winning/2nd place option on the poll!!!! ( Woah 2 for one what :O )

My choice 💥💥💥: I typically don't like making choices actually, but in the case y'all are indecisive I will step up ✨✨✨ If this wins, I'll likely choose whatever sounds best to me in that moment hehehe, you'll never be 100% sure what I'll do >:)

Moon's bald and we love him for it: Oh yeah we do! <3 This is just a joke option to let people who don't want to vote to see the results. If this wins... Uh... We'll go for the 2nd place vote! And also I'll add a bald Moon doodle as a bonus goodie. (I'm so good at making incentives to get people to vote, I know I know ✨✨✨)

Thanks again for all the love guys!!! This fandom has been so good to me and I cannot thank y'all enough for making it as awesome and welcoming as it has been! <333

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lurkingshan · 21 hours ago

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2024 Recap: ✨A Summary✨

Post your most popular and/or favourite edit/gifset/analysis for each month (it’s okay to skip months!)

@troubled-mind and @my-rose-tinted-glasses brought this back, so here is mine! I can't believe some of this stuff happened this year, it feels like it's been 84 years.

January:

most popular - Deep character analysis of Phaya from The Sign

favorites - The birth of Japanese QL Corner, Breakdown of the Last Twilight finale (siiiigh), love for I Became the Main Role in a BL Drama and Gyeongseong Creature, and this list of some of my fav non-BL jdramas

I was a busy little bee in January! Not surprising, as I tend to hermit at home in the deep winter and do nothing but watch dramas and post too much. JQL Corner became my big project of the year, and I can't believe there wasn't a single week that I didn't have Japanese QL to talk about. I Became the Main and Gyeongseong were both surprise delights that ended up among my favs of the year. I’m still holding my LT grudge, in case anyone had any doubt.

February:

most popular - Praise for Dead Friend Forever's mystery arc

favorites - Appreciation for Love for Love's Sake's ending, every single LITBC book club post that I either wrote or read, my final review of Cooking Crush

The original run for the LITBC book club that @bengiyo and I led! What a great time reading a fantastic book, chatting with besties, and making new friends. I also stand by that praise for DFF's mystery arc--that was the strongest part of the show; the things I took issue with were elsewhere in the story. I have just been thinking I need to rewatch LFLS and this post reminds me why (I remember when it first ended me and @wen-kexing-apologist were like, we're going to watch it again immediately! And then realized we were in no way emotionally prepared for that LMAO). Cooking Crush remains a fav and I may or may not be rewatching right now.

March:

most popular and favorite- An actual love letter to TsukuTabe, my beloved

other favorites - Analysis of Unknown ep 6 aka The Turning Point and big love for Cherry Magic Thailand after the finale

Wow, three of my very favorite shows of the year all happening at once. What a blessed month this was. Also, this is not a specific post, but this is the month when I read Da Ge and then spent weeks with people coming into my DMs to get their own copy of the translation, which was a top fandom experience for me because I met a bunch of new people, some of whom stuck around to talk about Unknown, and it made me feel like an illicit dealer which was very fun.

April:

most popular - Moar boops

favorites - Analyzing Dohoe in Let Free the Curse of Taekwondo and celebrating the first two episodes of Love in the Big City and the creation of the LITBC Drama Book Club Round Up

Two moody Korean shows with complicated gay leads dropped in my birthday month, the book club band was back together, and I got to do Halloween themed boops. I WAS THRIVING IN OCTOBER.

November:

most popular - On fandom as a life saving force

favorites - This list of some of my trash favs for @happypotato48 and getting my feelings out on Young and Gyuho and Hirukawa and Minase and final thoughts on the LITBC drama

I was having a lot of feelings in November.

December:

most popular - Democracy in Squid Game 2

favourite - QL superlatives and grievances, this round up of my fav dramas of the year and being so very normal about Hirukawa

This write up really helped me appreciate that I had good stuff to watch and write about every month this year. There were some disappointments, but also a lot of shows I really loved and it was fun to remember some of the things I wrote. Also, i got to make so many fun rec lists! If you were tagged here, or if you just see this and want to join in, consider yourself invited to do your own!

You can go here to find your top 10 posts of each month.

#top posts of 2024 #2024 recap #shan shouts into the void

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lbulldesigns · 2 days ago

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Proof that Jinx Ziggs has a heart

I'm currently writing the first chapter of my Jinx!Ironman AU fic ❤️❤️❤️

I don't have an estimate of when it will be finished just yet because I keep going back and rewriting and editing as I go, but as soon as I finish I'll be announcing it here on Tumblr.

In the meantime, here is a list of character that I've come up with so far:

Powder "Jinx" Ziggs -

Jinx is obviously playing Tony Stark. There are some diversions from Tony Stark's character. For one, Jinx will still have her family and is a single mother to Isha. She is somewhat estranged from her family because of her busy lifestyle.

She also has a history of struggling with psychosis and is prone to auditory hallucinations but has made leaps and bounds in handling her condition.

Another diversion is that she built up her wealth independently, unlike Tony, who came from generational wealth.

Her company is called Jinx Industries, and even though her legal name is Powder, she prefers to be called Jinx.

She also prefers to go by her birth parent's names, because she's scared that their name will be gone forever if she doesn't go by it.

Isha Connie Ziggs -

Is Jinx's biological daughter, she was conceived by accident when her mother's gynecologist messed up their schedule and impregnated Jinx instead of inserting an IUD. Jinx used the settlement from suing the clinic to invest in her company. She also doesn't know who the sperm donor is, but that information will be coming to light later on in the story.

Jinx does what she can to keep Isha out of the public eye, for her own safety and to try and give her a somewhat normal childhood.

Isha absolutely loves her mother, and bugs ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Sevika Wafiya -

Sevika was a close friend to Felicia during her pregnancy with Jinx, and became Jinx's godmother when she was born.

She has been by Jinx's side her whole life, and they act more like sisters than mother and daughter. They are constantly butting heads. However, when Jinx needs advice or needs help cleaning up a mess, Sevika is who she'll go to.

When Jinx started her business, Sevika was the one to step in and help her get it up and running.

Her role in the company now is basically as a Jack of all trades. She runs the security in Jinx Industries, steps in and fills in for Jinx when Jinx isn't available such as when she doesn't turn up to claim an award or just decides to skip an important interview, and keeps things running smoothly alongside Lux.

When Jinx went missing, she organized for Isha to be sent to her family for safekeeping and got to work making sure that some of the more greedy board members didn't take Jinx's absence as an opportunity to grab the CEO seat.

She is loyal to Jinx.

Yasuo Hiraoka (I don't know Yasuo's full name in LoL, so I came up with one myself) -

Yasuo is Isha's personal bodyguard, Jinx hired him after a kidnapping attempt when Isha was four. Jinx and Sevika didn't play around with Isha's safety and sought out a former assassin to keep the little girl safe.

Yasuo is a very patient man and has developed a mild obsession with Animal Crossing. He and Isha play together often.

He is extremely protective of Isha.

Luxanna Crownsguard -

Lux is Jinx's personal assistant, she basically plays the role of Pepper Potts but isn't a romantic interest. Her and Jinx are best friends, and she is Isha's godmother.

Lux was disowned by her family for being an Inhuman and was given a job by Jinx, she takes her duties seriously and is one of the only people who can handle Jinx.

Vi Kirraman -

Vi is married to Caitlyn, and is a former Enforcer. She quit after a near death experience on the job and realized that she actually really hated her work and wanted to do something different with her life.

She opened her own gym that mostly caters to Enforcers, soldiers, MMA fighters, and so on.

She's currently working from home, due to reasons.

Caitlyn Kirraman -

Caitlyn is the Commander of the Twin City Forces and basically plays the role of Rhodey in this AU, she was previously an Enforcer but transferred over to the Twin City Forces when it was established as a means to draw Zaun and Piltover closer together.

She works quite a bit with Jinx, they used to be at each others throats but have somehow managed to form a solid friendship over the years. Caitlyn is Jinx's only real connection to the rest of her family.

She is career-driven and a bit of a workaholic but tries to make time for her family as they are extremely important to her.

When Jinx goes missing, she jumps right into action and is determined to bring her sister-in-law home to her family.

Mylo Lanes -

Owns several businesses in fashion, locksmithing, and even a dive bar.

He is currently single but is in the process of courting Gert, a DJ who works closely with The Chemical Sisters.

Claggor Lanes -

Is a botanist, who is working on improving Zaun's air quality using plants (much like his S2E7 AU self). He works closely with Ekko.

Claggor has his own daughter, named Cleo who is four-years-old. Cleo's mother is Sona Buvelle (I read a Star Guardians fic once where her and Claggor were sweet on each other, and just had to get them together for this one <3).

Sona Buvelle -

Is a virtuoso, and Inhuman. Who is engaged to Claggor Lanes, who she shares a four-year-old daughter with. She plays in the Piltover Grand Orchestre, on the high harp and grand piano, and is well renowned for her beautiful music.

Ekko Bennett -

Is Jinx's ex-best friend and ex-lover, they were never actually official but were close enough. They had a falling out due to miscommunication, and some meddling from Ekko's birth parents who thought knew what was best for their son, despite not being very present in his life. Due to this meddling, Ekko and Jinx had a falling out resulting in Jinx moving overseas, to Bilgewater, and cutting contact with Ekko.

When Ekko found out about the meddling he cut contact with his parents, and tried to get in contact with Jinx but it was too late.

He threw himself into his work in physics, engineering, and bio-engineering. He works tirelessly to improve the environmental status of Zaun with Claggor, and spends a lot of his free time working with the community and following Jinx's work even though he doesn't approve of her weapons manufacturing.

He suspects that Isha might be his daughter, and is pissed with Jinx for keeping him away.

There's still a bit more world-building to be done, but here are a few things to keep in mind:

The AU is set in Runetrra not Earth

Yordles, Vasteyans, Chireans, and other magical beings in LoL are citizens

Magic is a thing, but it isn't commercialized

Hex-Tech is a controversial technology

Piltover and Zaun are separate states but Piltover is constantly working on trying to merge with Zaun again

And, Vander and Silco's relationship is a great big question mark to everyone, they keep calling each other brothers but live together and raise four kids together and are always touchy-feely.

Anyhoo, this is what I have so far. I tried not to give away to much here because I want to leave some mystery for the actual story.

#arcane #jinx #lol #vi #powder #ekko #silco #vander #mylo #claggor #caitlyn kiramman #sona buvelle #yasuo league of legends #piltover and zaun #Proof that Jinx Ziggs has a heart #Jinx!Ironman AU #Fan fic #timebomb #caitvi

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the-crooked-library · 3 days ago

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I noticed something near the end of Dracula when Jonathan and Mina separate for a final time (so she can go to Dracula's castle), that a difference between Harker and Hutter is also near the end.

For context, several chapters earlier Jonathan gets two weapons “put these flowers round your neck”—here he handed to me a wreath of withered garlic blossoms—“for other enemies more mundane, this revolver and this knife;.

Then when Mina and Van Helsing are about to depart for their ride to the castle, Jonathan keeps the knife and gives the revolver to Mina. Even for me a large-bore revolver; Jonathan would not be happy unless I was armed like the rest.

I know the phallic analysis of the weapons in the book are overstated in scholarship but I think it's telling that Jonathan insists Mina to be armed with a big gun while he lets her go do what she wants without him. Thomas didn't arm her and likely wouldn't even it were suggested imo.

omg yes! That is definitely another detail that really stood out to me during my watch, and yet another reason I genuinely start getting annoyed whenever people conflate Thomas with Jonathan - because frankly, that is allowing Thomas to reap what Jonathan sowed, so to speak. I've seen a lot of people absolutely in love with him, and yet the traits they list as the reasons are none that he possesses; in fact, the great majority of them are in exact opposition to his canon personality, and this is one of them.

Don't get me wrong, I love Thomas as a character. I think he is quite sympathetic - and, on the Watsonian level, really trying his best; but at the same time, I think it is essential to acknowledge that he is deeply flawed, if only because on the Doylist level, these flaws are fundamental to his arc in the story. It is purely a question of structure and function; because, at the end of the day, he is a fictional character, and thus, a narrative component, rather than a person.

In this case, his choices prior to the vampire hunt provide the viewer with further evidence -> of an aspect of his characterization -> that acts as one of the driving forces behind the plot of Nosferatu. Specifically, he does not notice that Ellen is lying to him; he leaves her at home as he goes off to "fight"; he doesn't even consider arming her; and he does all these things because, even though he does care for Ellen, he never really thinks of her as a person.

Thomas doesn't notice that Ellen is lying, even though she is clearly nervous when she does it, because he doesn't know what she looks like when she's hiding something (I personally think it is because she masks around him, at least to some degree - throughout the film, he is uncomfortable every time she's honest). He doesn't bring her to the hunt because it doesn't occur to him that she could help with tracking down Orlok - despite him being aware now of her immense psychic abilities, despite Von Franz describing her as a native in a world he is only visiting. And, exactly as you said, he doesn't even think to leave her a weapon; because, even as he sets out on his "quest," even after she's told him of Orlok's obsession, even though the point of the hunt is apparently to "save" her, he doesn't consider the possibility of Orlok going after her.

Contrast that with Jonathan - who knows Mina so well that they can get concerned over three lines of writing, who works with Mina's brief psychic connection to Dracula in order to track him, and who arms Mina before the final fight, because he is not satisfied unless he can do everything in his power to ensure her safety. When it comes to their relationship, Mina's revolver, while not exactly phallic (seriously, why is that topic so overwrought?..), becomes a narrative symbol of his thoughtfulness.

The difference here is that, while Ellen is important to Thomas, this importance only extends insofar as she is his wife. He sees her as a responsibility, but never as herself; and, ultimately, he never actually considers her a factor that could conceivably affect his - or anyone's - decision-making. He plans their life without even asking what she wants from it, he neglects her emotional needs, and he leaves her like a sitting duck during the hunt, without a weapon or anyone to guard her. She continuously slips his mind, utterly inconsequential beyond whatever their surrounding society defines as her role and value; and Thomas, tragically, is unable to overcome this ingrained, rigid set of rules.

This is an essential aspect of his character - because, as stated previously, the plot wouldn't happen without it. If Thomas took Ellen's wants into consideration, he wouldn't have been so hell-bent on chasing a promotion, and he wouldn't have left her right after their honeymoon to go to another country, especially if she begged him to stay. If he knew her better, he would've picked up on the plan she made with Von Franz - or she would've told him!.. Most certainly, if he saw any real personhood in her, he wouldn't have dreamed of leaving her unarmed and undefended.

Nosferatu is about Ellen's continued systemic dehumanization. The point of the story is that every single human character contributes to it on some level, despite whatever love and best intentions they might have for her. It's about the inherent monstrousness of being othered by humanity, and Thomas is - inherently, narratively, crucially - human.

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I get so frustrated seeing all the hate the new superman trailer is getting

Because all of them are like “Henry Cavill was the best Superman no one can do him justice...” and blah blah

First of all, no??? He wasn't.

But that's your personal opinion if you liked Henry as Superman ok go enjoy

But the worst comment of all that I saw today is “nobody liked Superman before him, he made the character likable and now we'll have to go back to red underwear”

BRO- Superman was a BELOVED character that's why they made a fucking movie on him. He is one of the most popular DC characters what are you on???

Also if you have a problem with his costume or the red underwear don't fucking watch the movie.

Superman's red underwear is his signature style and IT IS THE MOST ACCURATE TO THE COMIC

Fuck you. But no you never liked Superman may it be as Henry Cavill in Man Of Steel or someone else, you just liked to look at Henry's face because he is attractive.

And yes I agree he is by god one of the most attractive man even. BUT he is NOT the best superman. He doesn't even come close to the list.

Superman is supposed to be soft and colouful not the dull dude like in Man Of Steel.

I have no issues with Man Of Steel, I liked that movie, but that WASN'T the comic superman people love.

#superman #superman 2025 #man of steel #henry cavill #super man #henry cavill superman #david corenswet #david corenswet superman

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nerdishpursuits · 3 days ago

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What really amuses me (or annoys, depending) is that we always manage to look for more than meets the eye, assuming the show has more depth to it, when in truth it’s lacking in so many ways.

We seem to forget what we’re dealing with here. And what that is? Is a novela, pure and simple. A Spanish one, true. But a novela just the same. And while in the beginning, for the most part, quality prevailed? It’s more and more obvious the show is becoming plagued by the inconsistencies of its genre.

We’ll never have a sensitive topic such as SA treated with the care and empathy it deserves (if anything, it encourages the message that victims are better off if they keep silent; the SA itself and the inherent misogyny? they were just background noise for the now 20+ episodes narrative of a woman suffering the consequences of looking for justice that was legally denied)

We’ll never see Fina’s recovery as it should have been treated.

We’ll never see Marta’s own trauma addressed.

I severely doubt we’ll see them healing together in a way that feels rewarding, empathetic and well thought out. We’ll get hints that they spent the night together, that they talked about their feelings and addressed the problems they’re facing. Hints and more hints. Surface level depictions that don’t really bother going beneath the surface. One of those high-speed trains that seldom stop at any station for more than a few minutes, the scenery a blur at the edge of one’s vision. Expecting more? Well, it might be asking for too much. We either enjoy what we can and as much as we can, or we desist. Plain and simple.

As for more of today’s events?

1. Just like Marta is a grown up, capable of making her own decisions? So is Tasio. For Carmen to lay all the blame at Marta’s feet is ridiculous. As is the show persisting in comparing her to Jesús, who is a de facto muderer and whose violent actions don’t have repercussions + let’s add Don Pedro to the list, whose revenge ended with the murder of the one responsible for his son’s death - I doubt there’ll be consequences as, after all, he’s a man and allowed to get away with it. For Marta though? Pandora’s box and all its blessings. May I just say succumbing to rage and helplessness one time, does not a violent person make, nor does it undo the moral tapestry of Marta’s character (for all the show loves to punish her for it).

But I’m digressing. Tasio is not a saint and to pretend otherwise is laughable (Carmen herself suspected he orchestrated the entire thing to curry favour with his father? I mean. Her trust in him is somewhere below sea level, no need to pretend otherwise. More so, she seems to forget it was Damián who paid for Tasio’s out-of-jail-card: claiming Marta’s family wouldn’t help him is borderline absurd). Marta didn’t force him to do anything, he chose to help her of his own free will. And at the end of the day? Marta never shies away from doing the hard thing: taking accountability. And she does it every single damn time, no matter how hard it is. (let’s see if Tasio ever gets there, fully). And I now find myself needing a scene where Fina defends Marta with Carmen.

2. They found the most contrived way of using Marta’s journal against her - if it is her journal, that is; for all we know it’s Marta’s calculus notebook (Santiago invading their safe space and just so happening to find it laying there? It’s not only supremely absurd but a sacrilege as well, yet another violation of their intimacy). Rather funnily, this show might be trying to preach violence is not the answer yet here we are, ascending to the next level altogether (I personally don’t see any other way to be rid of Santiago - his demise needs to be imminent and it needs to happen). Not to mention how outlandish it is that a nobody is able to get into Fina’s cell, waltz into Marta’s office or walk onto their property like so? This level of absurd is top-tier for sure.

3. The one consistent thing? Marta’s love for Fina and Fina’s love for Marta. That hasn’t changed and it won’t (it’s very much obvious Marta is nothing but irritated with Pelayo and for good reason: that man is like fungus, chemical treatment needed)

Oh well. Since the inane seems to be the way? Let’s join the circus: Santiago is moved to tears upon reading Marta’s journal and gives them his blessing, for Pelayo and Santiago it’s love at first ‘stache and they buy the property next to Marta’s so they can be felices los quatro, Jesús launches a business promoting hair-growth (dar en el calvo) and Eladio writes a book in prison (from SIcario to NOcario).

On the bright side? Flirty and Horny Fina is back tomorrow? Or so it would seem. She’s been dearly missed 😌 Furthermore? For everything that’s not being said, shown or addressed? It’s still a feat Mafin remains the healthiest relationship on the show. No doubt about it!!!

#mafin #mafin commentary #mafin speculation #text post

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sellasstories · 17 hours ago

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UNFOLD (I)

word count: 2.0k

main characters: cameron brink, hailey van lith

⚠️warnings⚠️

swearing

summary:

cam’s guide to making friends at the fiba U17 world cup (don’t do as she does, though)

hailey’s guide to getting a best friend at the fiba U17 world cup and then helping said friend make other friends

obligatory background pazzi

Cameron Brink is sixteen years old, and it’s nothing like she thought it was going to be. Six years ago, if you’d told her that at she’d be staring at her name on the finalized list of players on a FIBA Basketball World Cup team, she knows she would’ve wrinkled her nose in disgust and gone off to draw or paint. But as she allows a small smile to cross her face as a deep feeling of relief floods her body, she can’t help but look outward.

All around her, the other girls (her future teammates, she thinks nervously) chatter and push each other around in excitement while she stays rooted to the spot, hands fisting the bottom of her shirt in an attempt to not take up too much space. She’s made her choice; this is going to be her life now, so she had better learn to love everything about it. It’s not a sobering realization exactly, just something that she can’t help but see as another hurdle in her journey to feeling like she truly belongs somewhere.

Cam has participated in enough conversations over the past few days to know that everyone else here has lived and breathed basketball practically from the womb, and it only intensifies the disconnect she feels from the rest of the group. She knows she’s good enough to be here, she just hasn’t figured out how to match the assurance and swagger of her teammates that already have the sport running through their veins.

She takes a deep breath, looking more closely at her surroundings. Azzi was one of the more quiet girls, but she’d been nice all week… maybe she’d be good to talk to? Cam takes all of one step in her direction before she sees another blonde practically catapult herself onto the youngest member of the team, freezing her in her tracks. Cam instantly recognizes Paige, the #1 ranked player in their class, and shakes her head. No way she’s getting in the middle of whatever is building between the two of them.

A persistent tapping on her lower back nearly makes Cam jump as she tears her eyes away from the two guards in front of her. She whips around to see Hailey jerking back to avoid getting hit by her braid. “Oh my gosh, I’m sorry,” she says quickly.

Hailey shrugs. “No worries. Can you move real quick, though? All the posts are crowding the list and I can’t even see if my name is on it.” Her tone is casual, but it’s hard to miss her furrowed brows and clenched jaw as she tried to see around the taller girl.

Cam feels her cheeks heating up as she scrambles out of the way. “My bad, um, your name is on there-” she slaps her hand over mouth, realizing that the shorter girl may have wanted to read it herself, “-fuck, I should’ve just let you see, I’m so, so sorry!”

She trails off again when she sees the huge grin on Hailey’s face. The normally serious girl has gone completely still as she beams up at Cam. “What the fuck are you apologizing for? This is the best day of my fucking life!” She shrieks, grabbing both of Cam’s hands and beginning to jump around as her energy returns.

Slightly self-conscious (and wary of her ponytail), Cam hesitates for a moment before joining in. Looking around once again, she accidentally makes eye contact with Fran and is quick to avert her eyes at the slight smirk from the older girl. A Drake song starts blasting from the gym speakers, and as Cam lets Hailey dance around with her, she thinks that maybe she fits in just a little bit.

• • • • •

The Brinks might have been more excited than their daughter, who they needed no encouragement from to start booking flights and hotels so they could watch the whole tournament in Belarus. Cam was grateful to have them there, but disappointed when she learned how strict the team travel policies were.

She knows that she’s probably too old to be wanting to sit next to her mom on the plane, but she misses the comforting presence as the plane speeds down the runway. Luckily, she’s sitting next to Azzi, someone who, in the short amount of time that they’ve known each other, has become something close to a friend. There are certainly worse places to be sitting.

“You good with planes?” The dark-haired girl asks abruptly. “Paige isn’t, she was telling me on FaceTime last night.”

“Yeah, I’ll be ok,” Cam is quick to assure her. “I’m not gonna, like, throw up on you or anything.”

“Mm,” Azzi responds absently, attention clearly elsewhere. Cam follows her line of sight, not surprised when it leads to Paige.

“You really like her, huh?” Cam can’t miss the soft look in Azzi’s eyes.

The guard blinks, carefully smoothing her features. Seeing Cam’s genuine smile, she relaxes a bit. “Yeah, I really do.”

“Well, I hope you get married someday.”

“Married?” Azzi says incredulously. “That’s not even- slow down, we’re just friends.”

Cam raises her hands in surrender. “Whatever you say. I just hope it all works out, really.”

Azzi shakes her head in mock annoyance. “You’re so weird.”

“Yeah, I guess.” Cam knows Azzi didn’t mean anything by it, but it still stings. Not knowing what else to say, they lapse into silence.

Azzi must notice the shift in Cam’s demeanour because she extends an olive branch in the form of a question about the older girl’s mom. The two of them discover that they have more in common than they thought. In between hours of sleep, they’re able to keep up a light flow of conversation about their families, dogs, and mutual love of romance novels.

They’re both soundly asleep when Cam is awoken by repeated tapping on her shoulder. Her eyes fly open and she’s struck with a sense of deja vu when she’s greeted by Hailey’s face uncomfortably close to her own. Slightly unsettled, she instinctively presses her back farther into her seat.

“Finally! I was gonna do something drastic if that took any longer,” Hailey whispers impatiently.

Ignoring her, Cam glances out the window. Sure enough, it’s still pitch black. Rubbing her eyes, she realizes that Hailey has Paige in tow. The two guards are standing awkwardly in the aisle, struggling to keep a low profile.

“What was so urgent that you just had to wake me up at-” Cam checks her phone, “-four in the morning?”

Hailey shrugs. “We have important things to discuss. Oh, and that one-” she jerks her thumb at Paige standing behind her, “-wanted to sit with her girlfriend or whatever.”

“I did not!” Paige exclaims.

“So you didn’t wanna sit with her, then?” Hailey fires back.

Paige throws up her hands in defeat. “Ok, I did, but she’s not my girlfr- you know what, never mind.”

“That’s what I thought,” Hailey turns back to Cam. “Anyway, the whole point of this was getting you to come sit with me.” She extends a hand to the taller girl. “Cmon, I promise we’ll have fun.”

Still a little disoriented, Cam grabs a few things and manages to avoid banging her head on the ceiling as she stands. All the noise and shuffling finally wakes Azzi, who unexpectedly grabs Cam’s arm and pulls her back down.

“What’s going on?” She mumbles sleepily, resting her head on Cam’s shoulder.

The taller girl is a little taken aback, but she hopes that this means Azzi might actually like her. “Honestly, I’m not really sure,” she whispers back. “Paige is here, though, and I think I’m gonna go with Hailey for a bit.”

Azzi perks up at the mention of Paige. “Have fun, I guess,” she yawns, already looking for her best friend.

“You too,” Cam can’t resist giving her a playful nudge before she stands up again. This time she does bang her head, cursing as she steps into the aisle.

“It’s still weird hearing you cuss,” Hailey remarks as she leads them to her seat.

“What? I do it all the time,” Cam whines.

“You’re just too… innocent, I guess? It just feels wrong to me.” Hailey finishes buckling her seat belt. She looks up at Cam with a smirk. “Watch your head!”

“Fuck off,” Cam mutters, smiling despite herself.

“Be nice, I left the aisle for your lanky ass. And by the way, still weird hearing you say it,” Hailey nods like she’s just confirmed a hypothesis.

“Are we not the same age? I thought Azzi was the only young one here.” Cam leans back in her seat, eyes already sliding closed.

“I’m a few months older, but that’s not even important,” Hailey tilts her head. “It’s all about the vibe, y’know?”

“I guess, but more importantly, why do you know when my birthday is? Did you stalk me or something?” The shorter girl’s unabashed nod makes Cam pause. “I’d have to imagine that’s a lot weirder than anything I do.”

“I guess we’re both weird, then,” Hailey concedes. “But I had a good reason, I promise.”

Cam raises an eyebrow. “And what was it?”

“Because you’re sexy,” Hailey deadpans, laughing maniacally when Cam turns bright red. “No, for real though, I just needed to find out more about my future best friend.”

“So we’re best friends now?”

“We will be for this tournament, at least.” Hailey says confidently. It’s a statement, an assurance, not a question, and Cam is suddenly jealous of how easily the words come out.

“I’d like that,” she admits, her voice a little quieter than before.

“And I’m gonna figure you out,” Hailey says almost to herself.

Cam laughs self-consciously. “What do you mean?”

“Don’t worry about it,” Hailey says nonchalantly. She pulls out her AirPods and offers one to Cam. “We can listen to whatever you want.”

The younger girl’s hand stills abruptly. “If I take this, will you tell me what you meant?”

“Fineee,” Hailey drags out the word. “I just don’t get you. You talk to me fine — talk back to me, even — but I don’t think I’ve seen you have a real conversation with even three other people on this team.”

“That’s not true,” Cam protests.

“Who, then?”

“Well, there’s Azzi-“ Hailey rolls her eyes, “-and Paige, I guess? Maybe Hayley?” Cam lowers her gaze in defeat. She plucks the AirPod from Hailey’s outstretched hand. “Fine, I get it.”

“Hey, it’s okay, I didn’t mean anything by it,” Hailey makes sure her genuineness comes across. “Just, why me?”

Cam shrugs noncommittally. “It’s just hard sometimes, I guess? Plus, you won’t leave me alone- I don’t mind though,” she’s quick to add. “It’s a little easier with you, somehow.”

Hailey hums, seemingly satisfied with the answer. Wordlessly, she hands Cam her unlocked phone with all her downloaded songs.

They listen in silence for a while before Hailey taps Cam’s shoulder yet again. “Sorry, I can’t sleep,” she sighs. “Who knew that flights over ten hours would be so uncomfortable?”

“Me, actually. I lived in Amsterdam for three years and going back and forth was terrible,” Cam says shyly.

“Wait, are you serious? Tell me everything!” Hailey knows she probably sounds unreasonably excited, but she’s determined to learn everything that she can about Cam.

The taller girl recounts her favourite moments, and the conversation jumps from there, somehow getting to how Hailey got her seatmate (Hayley, the irony isn’t lost on either of them) to go sit with Paige’s seatmate (Fran) so that her and Paige could then end up next to Cam and Azzi respectively. She takes credit for remembering that Hayley and Fran are both committed to Stanford, and Cam giggles while giving her a round of applause.

When they both start to drift off, Cam lets Hailey settle on her shoulder, and it feels like the start of something. The younger girl doesn’t realize it, but since she and Hailey sat down, she hasn’t missed her parents at all.

#cam my love #hailey my love #pazzi my loves #unfold #wbb fic

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