#study activites

[rigelmejo]

I forgot to mention it on the last post! This is kind of a niche study activity idea, but I did it a lot the first year I was learning.

Do you read a lot of cnovels that only have machine translations (mtl)? Do you want to practice reading chinese, with english translations as a crutch still? Basically: do you want parallel texts of webnovels?

There's a few options that can provide this. For example, right now I use the app Smart Book by KursX (android), i paid $15 dollars once for the lifetime use functions. I upload a chinese book file into it epub or txt (and you can find MANY cnovels if you just web search their chinese title and "txt" or go to a download books free site and search by their chinese title), the app makes a full parallel text and I can just click a little A~ button on the top right of each paragraph for a mtl version shown beneath it. I can also click each individual word for a word translation (which is useful because when mtl screws up grammar or descriptions, translating word by word can help you figure out the actual meaning of the sentence). I can press a little speaker to hear the sentence read aloud. Its a useful app. I can't recommend it wholeheartedly though, because it's not free anymore (i didnt have to pay for these features until yesterday :/). Also, this app didn't exist when I was a beginner unfortunately.

What existed (and still does)? Mtlnovels.com. Go to the site, make an account (you'll need an account for the parallel text feature). Look up whatever webnovel you were going to read in mtl (years ago I looked up Silent Reading by priest on here because it wasn't translated back then), go to the novel on the site. At the top of the chapter you're reading, it will give you an option to Show Original Chinese text. Click that. It will now show you english mtl and chinese sentences in parallel text format. You can then use the english mtl to guess the meaning of bits of the chinese sentences, or just highlight-right click (if on a phone then highlight and press on highted text portion) words/phrases and pick "translate" and google translate will translate those parts (this will work in Chrome, Mozilla, Edge on phone or computer). You now have parallel texts of tons of novels! Note: the text is in traditional characters, and was my first exposure to practicing reading traditional characters (since I learned simplifief first). I do think there's probably ways to switch the text to simplified (maybe a web browser extension). But for me, back then knowing around 500 words, it was fine. Except for some particular characters, many hanzi just had the radicals look less simplified. An additional idea: you can also use TTS text to speech (like Microsoft Edge's nice sounding one) to highlight the chinese and listen to it while having the english machine translation right there for reference.

(My point is, while apps are more convienient in some ways, most stuff can also just be done in a web browser. Nowadays I just read in Edge on my phone, highlight words or phrases and use Translate on them, and use Edge TTS when I want to hear pronunciations. I think Pleco app has BETTER translations and as a beginner was better, and Readibu is also better for translations. But now that I can read better, its more important to me to hear the pronunciation of stuff. Pleco can do TTS too, Readibu cant in the free version. And Edge's TTS just sounds so much better than my phone's built in TTS that Pleco uses).

Another free option, though it has way less to read: Duo Reader app has free parallel texts and TTS features for several languages. I've read bits of Alice in Wonderland in Japanese on the app. (But for me personally, KursX Smart Book app or regular internet Edge app suits my needs better).

[lactating]

All hail unto thee, oh glorious and noble sun! You whose powers are at their zenith, You whom I call upon to have some fucking fun! You who embody the glory and heat of summer. I hail unto thee, oh ra! And I, whom call upon you oh sun, I whose powers are at their zenith, I whose powers will immanetize true spectacle, And it is I who embody the glory and heat of summer! I hail unto you oh sun! I hail unto you by all of thine secret names!

#79: >

[studybuddy-edu-pk]

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[eternalsa2z]

Studying

Charli Honeycutte went to school on a pre-law/pre-med track. Their plan was to study hard and completely focus on getting straight As to make their dad proud. The only reason they joined the Sigma Lambda Tau sorority was because extra-curriculars looked good on a resume and they had heard SLT was reputed for the most mental changes on campus.

Things changed when Charli met their big sis. Fanny 'Peaches' Keister showed the possibility of a different path. A life of parties, sexual exploration, and building your body as well as your mind. Charli was stunned. Then curious. Eventually, obsessed.

Instead of scrolling through course slideshows the new pledge was scrolling through Peaches' Insta. They stared at and admired her perfect poses, immaculate makeup, and of course that jaw-dropping derrière. Soon Charli stopped studying schoolwork and instead was studying how to be like her big.

Homework turned into housework as Peaches helped Charli prep for the next sorority house party. The freshman has many makeup exams - those in the classes she was nearly failing and those in front of her mirror getting just the right shade of eyeshadow and volume of lip plumper. It didn't help a decreasing GPA that the two would occasionally skip class for consultations with the sorority's favorite plastic surgeon. But it certainly inflate their TTA (Tits and Ass) numbers.

After a year as a SLT, Charlotte 'Honeypot' Honeycutte found a new future to focus on. They were on the 'pre-bim' track, studying "hard" things with hopes of getting plenty of "D"s. Honeypot's extracurricular activites ballooned bigger than their new ass and had the biggest mental changes on campus. Peaches is particularly proud of how well her honey-haired protégé studied her big butt and replicated her airhead demeanor.

Sure, Honeypot recieved a lot of calls from their concerned parent about their report card. But the new sorority doll was sure that if he did a little studying and research himself, he'd "like, totes see that SLT is soooo the bestest for our future!"

[jungwondazed]

18+ only. / camping tent sex with jungwon

it was much chillier at night, a gentle sprinkle hitting the plastic lining of your camp tent. a few days ago jungwon urged you to come along the camping trip with him and his other friends, telling you how much you needed a break from studying all the time. with much effort he convinced you to tag along, promising you how he would take care of you the entire time, despite your worries because you’ve never been camping before. 

the group was divided into six different tents in a small camping ground just nearby the forrest, you and jungwon were luckily able to get your own. the space was extremely tight, no extra room for anything but two bodies and a small side table for a lamp and belongings. 

the day was a very long one. you had no problem with nature, in the sense that flowers are pretty and sure maybe you’d dip your feet into a pond every once in awhile but in a boy’s world, camping was a whole different thing of it’s own. for the most part, you stayed by jungwon’s side to which he was kindly receptive about. he was extraordinarily cute out in the wild, with his gear and backpack, throwing his head back to laugh every time one of his friends cracked a joke. it was fun observing just how men acted around each other, something you couldn’t handle for any longer than a week even if you were paid to. but jungwon was having the time of his life, and you enjoyed just being there with him. however, you felt like you didn’t contribute much, feeling a bit like a burden as you didn’t do anything but stand beside him. was it also wrong of you to slightly miss him? sure he was next to you all day, but not being able to talk a lot even with his presence made it harder. 

with that last thought, the tiredness from the day finally took over and you were seconds away from sleep, before jungwon’s body scooted closer towards you. too exhausted to do anything about it, you kept your eyes closed and in response he pressed his body against yours, wrapping his arm around your waist in the sleeping bag you both shared. 

“mmm?” he breathes out. you can feel that small smile anywhere. “my baby’s asleep isn’t she?” 

you feel the tip of his nose rub your cheek, before his lips pressed gentle kisses on your chin. finally, some undivided attention from him. 

“you’re not upset are you baby? i noticed you were a bit quiet before settling in to sleep. i missed you so much too, you know.” his arm wrapped around your abdomen shifts so that his hand can touch you a bit more. his fingers ghost right under your sleep shirt, and you question if the chill you feel is from his touch or the sudden rush of wind on the outside. 

he makes his presence much more apparent when he brings one leg over you, almost on top of you at this point. jungwon’s kisses grow wet and intimate, the pecks are deep and sloppy, and you hear the tiniest bit of desperation behind them. 

“wanted you with me all day for a reason, ____. if you weren’t by my side i think i may have gone crazy.” 

his hands dip under your shirt entirely, the callouses on his hands from today’s activites are rough on your skin. he rubs you from the sides of your waist to your navel, and gently to the underside of your breast, hesitating a bit as his breathing speeds up. 

he pulls back from touching you there, before doing something that makes your breath hitch immediately. jungwon lifts himself to be completely crouched over you, both his hands pulling your shirt up to cover just your chest. you feel his face inches away from your abdomen by his breath on your skin, and he licks a stripe right at the midline. he kisses your entire stomach, moaning into it, whispering things you can’t quite make out. your stomach caves in at the sensitive sensation, and a whimper escapes your lips. you feel him chuckle right at your waist, satisfied that you’re giving him a reaction. he circles his tongue at the side of your stomach, sucking on the lower side of your rib cage, not caring how eager he really looks. he continues making out with your entire front side because not only did it make you feel good, but he missed you desperately too. 

your stomach was entirely wet, although you didn’t mind. a few seconds pass before you notice a pause in jungwon’s movements. you open your eyes a bit to see him lost in thought, calculation in his eyes as he glowers at the way your panties reveal a bit under your sleep pajamas. you look away, red in the face at the arousal in his stare. you’ll never get used to how much his demeanor changes when he’s turned on. 

his fingers creep at your sides, hooking themselves onto your pajamas and pulling them all the way down. you open your eyes, shaking your head at jungwon and trying to reach for them to dress yourself again. 

“there’s people around us,” you hush out in a single breath and he pushes you gently back down, giving you a serious look and you back down immediately.

despite the demeanor, his movements are gentle, slowly prying your legs apart as he lays himself between them. his face is directly in front of your cunt, and he snickers at the wet spot that formed on your panties. you’re mortified, to say the least, but jungwon looks up at you, the slightest smirk on his face that you would’ve missed if not for the small lamp.

he presses his fingers firmly on your damp panties and you bring your hand to your face to hold back a moan. he’s a bit cruel with his foreplay, not immediately going in stick his tongue in you, jungwon takes everything slowly because he likes making you gradually lose it. he rubs you right there, fingers circling you through that thin cloth, and you’re sure your slick is soaking every string of fabric. jungwon watches intensely at the way your legs are scrambling everywhere, stomach heaving in and out at the mere stimulation of his fingers. 

he inches his face closer to you, sticking out his tongue just slightly and pressing it firmly against that same wet spot. 

“wonnie, please no” you whine out and he fucks his tongue over your panties, lapping at your clit, and slowly losing your own mind. 

he pulls your shirt up to your mouth, signaling you to bite down on it, making you feel a bit pathetic and inferior. he enjoys that though, and he continues licking your pussy.

“you like this don’t you?” you feel his teeth grazing on your panties and your abdomen buckles immediately, a small fang hitting your clit and you swear if it wasn’t for the fabric you may have came all over him. he furthers it by slightly biting your clit ever so gently, it all makes you want to do nothing more but push his head deep inside you, needing his tongue in all your holes if this is the game he wants to play. 

“what if i stopped just like this? hmm? is this enough for you?” his face pulls away, halfway getting up before you pull at his arm to stay there. his bottom lip releases from the tugging of his teeth, his jaw dropping a bit at how eager you look. jungwon has a thing for making you beg, pushing you to ask him for what you need. he likes to see and hear your desires, especially if it makes you look the way you do now. 

you shake your head with tears forming in your eyes. he wouldn’t be as cruel as this would he? you want him on you again, you wanna feel all of him inside you, really. instead of lowering himself down to tease you there again, he creeps up at you, a dark sensation in his eyes as he’s beyond turned on. he eyes your body the whole way up, before he’s right in front of your face, leaning down to kiss you deep. you love when jungwon gets like this. he’s all about teasing you to get desperate but what about him? does he ever realize how needy he looks? with the way his tongue is deep inside your mouth, you’re at ease knowing he’ll always need it just as much as you do. 

“you heard everything i said earlier, didn’t you? i missed you baby.” you nod, bringing your two hands to cup his pretty face. you heard all of him. 

“i wanna give it all to you right now, but you have to be quiet okay? kiss me whenever you can’t take it.” and you almost fall apart at his demand, jungwon and his filthy ideas that force you to be silent and secretive. curse the way you both were in the middle of a public camping ground and not the comfort of your own home.

he gets up on his knees, pulling his bottoms and boxers off, and you whimper at how big he’s gotten. his cock hits his abdomen once he pulls it out, his tip glistening a bit with him pre-cum. it’s bulging and you wanna do nothing but suck on it, teasing him like he did to you earlier. he smirks once he realizes you staring, lowering down to kiss you once more before he pulls the front of the sleeping bag so that it drapes his broad shoulders, covering the both of you completely.  

you reach up to touch him through his shirt that he still kept on, wanting nothing more than to see him in his entirety. you grip at his shoulders, feeling how fit he’s always been. 

he pumps himself a few times, clear fluid leaking down on your stomach and you gasp at how he’s already making a mess, not even inside you yet. his eyes close and bites his lip at the feeling of him stroking himself, and a small bit of jealousy bubbles in your chest wishing he was getting off by using you. but god, you can’t deny how good he looks right now. stroking his dick above you like he was about to finish all over your stomach when in reality he hasn’t even begun to fuck you. 

you pull your panties down since he didn’t earlier, and he opens his eyes to lazily chuckle at you, making you blush. he kisses you on the lips again, his cock laying right on your stomach. you think you gushed a bit just at that feeling, your patience quickly thinning out.

with his mouth still pressed against yours, he lines his tip to run it up and down your clit. you moanly loudly and he bites down to gently shut you up. jungwon and his fucking teasing, you’re on a thin line, just a few more minutes and you don’t care what anyone sees or hears, you’ll climb on him immediately if you have to. 

his tip strokes your clit over and over, your hole clenching around nothing as he stimulates you this way. it fits so perfectly between your folds, and you force back a whine. jungwon’s not too quiet himself as you feel him pant against you, his tip as sensitive as ever. he presses the entire backside of his cock to stroke between your folds, still not entering your hole yet. he humps your pussy this way, and you wraps your arms around his neck to taste his lips again. 

he can barely kiss you back. always pushing you to the brink, never realizing how he can barely hold on too. 

“please, just please” you whimper out, begging for anything in you at this point. 

it’s minutes later before he finally reaches down to grab himself, lining to fit right into your hole. he groans immediately once his tip is inside, you moaning alongside him.

“fuck me already fucking please,” you’re desperate, too turned on to worry about anything. he brings his arms behind your head so that you rest on them, holding himself up with his forearms. 

“wrap your legs around me” he demands and you do just that, realizing what this angle does to you, but it excites you nonetheless. 

after a few more strokes with his tip he deepens himself, stretching you out further to which you can’t recall a time it ever feeling better than this. he’s big inside you, his thrusting steady. you kiss him as you can’t find a will in yourself to be quiet, hoping his lips can silence you as much as possible. 

jungwon finally bottoms out, so deep both of your chests touch each other for a minute as he rests there, letting himself twitch inside you. your walls warm the throbbing of his penis, which makes him struggle to immediately start thrusting. his moans are a bit whinier, still deep but there’s a soft desperation there that leads you to believe how much he needs it now. 

he finally pulls back and pounds hard inside you, your whole body shaking. usually, this would have made you cry out but jungwon taking his time to warm you up, he could do anything and you’d probably take it a bit too well. he fucks himself in and out, still cradling your head, kissing your forehead in adoration of his girl. he loves you so much, you feel it in the way he keeps his hold around you soft.

you like when jungwon fucks you at a pace that he maintains, laying there and letting himself thrust in and out for minutes so long, doing nothing but mewing and whining at how good it feels. tears brim your eyes as you feel yourself getting closer, while simultaneously hoping this never ends. 

“could fuck you all night,” 

you nod at his confession, genuinely believing him. you love how he never stops pumping in and out of you, his stamina so consistent there isn’t a doubt in your head that this could keep up for hours. 

you don’t realize how jungwon meant what he said in this situation, because throughout the night he brings you both right to the edge before pulling himself all the way out for a few seconds just to thrust inside you all over again. you ask him why he won’t let you cum over and over, promising that you can handle it instead of being edged this way. he whispers how he doesn’t believe you, that he’ll only allow that after he sees how well you behave when you do cum.

with the countless edging, it gets to the point where even jungwon doesn’t know when it’s time to cum, he edges until he absolutely can’t anymore. there’s been multiple instances where he’s so close his mind forgets the entire game he’s going at, speeding up because he’s so ready to spill himself in you. however, you can always tell when he’s given up on the edging, his breathing and whines gets very evident. he fucks fast, hitting a spot so good you couldn’t force him to edge you again even if you wanted that. you beg him for your release in the minutes of him finally giving in, and you could cry at the orgasm that builds up. 

“i love you so much, ____” he weakly moans, kissing you in the places he can as he’s far too gone to be precise. 

“i love you, wonnie, love you so much” you reach up at his face, feeling his warm skin. 

he looks down at the way he’s entering you, his final strokes sloppy as he cums deep inside you, the semen releasing as the base of his cock hits your clit. he groans so deep and he thrusts a few times more to which you cum right with him, moaning in his mouth and digging your heels deep in his lower back. you’re both completely on each other, holding each other so tight the only friction being him stroking in your walls. he continues moving in and out of you, dragging out your orgasm for as long as possible. it feels good beyond words, for a split second you think about whether you would wanna suggest a round two, but the thought goes away when he pulls himself out, his seed pouring out of you and the exhaustion hitting you once again. 

he lays on you for a minute before rolling right by your side, pulling your body against his and burying his face inside you inner neck. both of your eyes are closed, the after feeling of sex resonating between your bodies. 

was this something jungwon was thinking about doing to you all day? or did he only feel up for it once he saw how down you were? you recall back to the many times jungwon has comforted you this way, blushing at how good he always makes you feel. 

“feeling any better?” he starts, “i don’t like my girl going to sleep upset.” his lashes brush your skin as he lazily kisses your shoulder. his aftercare is always so sweet, reassuring you that he still loves and adores your body even after he had his way with it. jungwon keeps you close after sex, you used to think that this was to make you feel better but his care is so sincere you wouldn’t doubt if he did it for his own needs too. 

you smile, turning your head around to slightly look at him. he always looks his best after cumming. 

“i was never upset” 

[pilfappreciator]

Part 1 | Part 2

WAKE UP BABES!! DINNER IS SERVED!!!

Bruce/Brandi x Reader: part 2

Includes: GN! Reader, Vacay Lovers, polyamory, relationship headcanons, slight Bruce Jr. slander

💜 These two took things slow when they were wooing you, you better BELIEVE they're gonna do the same once you've actually been bagged

🧡 I MEAN DON'T GET ME WRONG!! They're not any less passionate about you or anything, but like... c'mon. They're middle-aged, run a full time business and are married with kids. They've got a lot on their hands already so chances are they're not immediatly urging you to move in with them or just straight up sign marriage documents (sorry to disappoint u_u)

💜 But like I said: this doesn't mean they're not good lovers

🧡 In fact I'd say in my entirely unbiased opinion that they'd make fantastic lovers! Wonderful! Superb, even!

💜 So naturally, once you find yourself added to the relationship? Expect all that supportive energy thrown your way too lol

🧡 No matter what endeavor you choose to pursue, rest easy knowing you'll have your own personal cheerleaders having your back at all times. You got a hobby you're really into? SAY LESS BABES!! Gift-giving is Brandi's love language so you bet your ass she's buying you everything you could possibly need. Wanna pursue some form of higher education, maybe get some fancy degree? BOOM, you've just signed yourself up for study sessions with Bruce

💜 (I mean like... he might not be much help if you're studying for something shmancy like law or medicine, but he will happily hold and read out flashcards for you :3)

🧡 Or maybe you just wanna help out around Vacay Island which? Yes hello they would love that??

💜 Running a business is no easy feat so the couple definitely welcome the extra set of hands (paws??). If you're more social and outgoing then chances are you're out on the front lines with Bruce, taking orders for food, welcoming guests and getting them settled in, leading activites like volleyball or the weekly shuffleboard tournament, etc.

🧡 Obviously if you'd rather remain behind the scenes, you're more than welcome to join Brandi on her end of things. Making food, booking guests into their rooms, keeping track of all the finances, etc.

💜 Maybe you're crap with spreadsheets and numbers and just wanna like... keep her company while she works at her desk? Grab her some refreshments every now and then?? Maybe even offer a shoulder massage once you've noticed she's been hunched over for too long???

🧡 I swear this woman will cherish you forever

💜 Whether you're another troll like Bruce or a fellow Vacationer like Brandi, the way you spend time with either of these two can differ

🧡 If you're on the smaller side? Bruce just enjoys getting to hold your hand while walking alongside you on the beach. The man spends pretty much all his time around literal giants and it can get a little overwhelming sometimes, so he can definitely appreciate having someone around who's more on his level (hehe). Brandi on the other hand just thinks your small size is cute! Hands down one of her favorite things is when either you or Bruce (OR BOTH) just like? Casually hitch a ride on her shoulder?? Or she'll hold you both in the palm of of her hand and just go "omigosh it's totally like holding a couple of grapes haha :D"

💜 Reader POV: Ah yes. Me, my boyfriend, and our giant girlfriend/wife

🧡 On the flipside, if you're closer to Brandi's size? This woman is taking every available opportunity to take full advantage of the fact. She's laying kisses all over your face, running her fingers through your hair, cuddling with you after a long day of work, etc etc. Technically speaking she COULD (and DOES) do all this regardless of how big/small you are... but at the same time it's just soooo much easier when she doesn't have to constantly watch herself so she doesn't accidentally crush you ://

💜 Meanwhile Bruce is just like "if either of you DO crush me... you won't hear any complaints from my end, just sayin"

🧡 Man is horrendously down bad 😳

💜 Last post i was like OUTINGS WITH BRANDI, but this post?? SURFING LESSONS WITH BRUCE! This man will not rest until you know how to ride a wave, okay, he is DEDICATED. Once you've gotten good enough, expect regular invites to the beach so you two can hit the ocean asdjahdslak

🧡 I like to think that even while running a business and family, Bruce and Brandi are still perfectly capable of maintaining a healthy love life— both with each other and you. Partly because they're just that in love but also cuz they don't let ANYTHING get in the way of weekly date nights (yeah that's right, plural)

💜 Bruce, on the phone: "Hey honey, me and (____) are outside the resturaunt. Where are you?"

"Oh, I'll probably be a few minutes. Bruce Jr. just set off a firework in the kitchen, you know how he is. But you two should go get us a table while you're waiting!"

"Alright, we'll see you later, love you :)"

"I love you guys more~"

🧡 And then Bruce just... hangs up and leads you inside the resturaunt, meanwhile you're just?? Very concerned????

💜 Dates with these two are pretty casual ngl. Neither feel the need for extravagant displays of love, so chances are the three of you are just spending some quality time together. Chillin at home without the kids, cooking/baking food together, watching reality TV

💜 (Tbh there's probably some trollverse version of The Bachelor/Bachelorett and lemme tell you that these two EAT THAT SHIT UP)

🧡 Of course if you wanna go out somewhere fancy then no worries!! Your girl Brandi knows the downlow on all the hottest spots in town and Bruce likely has enough connections to get you three reservations at even the fanciest restaurants

💜 Simply ask and these two will find a way to get it done <33

🧡 LOTS OF FAMILY OUTINGS WITH THE VACAY LOVERS HOUSEHOLD!!!

💜 At some point in the relationship Bruce will approach you and go "Hey, our son Benni has a dance recital tomorrow, did you wanna come?" and the second you say yes is the second you offically become a permanent member of the family. You are joining their monthly family camping trips. You are helping Brandi make cupcakes for school soccer games. You and Bruce are sitting down with the kids for homework help

🧡 Hopefully you've got good memory cuz you're gonna need to memorize 13 different fast food orders whenever the kids drag you to Bergen King askdhalslk

💜 Speaking of the little shits

🧡 You thought you were spending a lot of time with them BEFORE you were smoochin their parents?? Well congrats because the second you start becoming a permanent member at the dinner table, expect to have all 13 of them constantly hanging off you

💜 Maybe one of them needs your help practicing a new move they've learned from their martial arts class, maybe another wants someone to listen as they info dump about their latest hyperfixation, or maybe they just need help kickstarting their underground fireworks selling business

🧡 Cough cough (Bruce Jr) cough cough

ASJKJDHALJSKD THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN, I LOVE THESE TWO SO MUCH!! There were a for more headcanons i wanted to touch upon but the post was getting long lol. Definitely plan on doing more for them tho so no worries uwu

but i mean like if you guys got prompts/questions then go ahead, my asks are open 👀👉👈

[flemingsfreckles]

Grandkids Pt 2

Jessie Fleming (parent fic)

Synopsis: you and Jessie ask your daughter about her rumored boyfriend, it’s doesn’t go as well as you had hoped. Also based off this request! Follow up fic to this previous fic.

Warnings: mentions of sex, birds and the bees talk again, nothing too explicit, some angst

WC: 2.6k

A/N: this will probably have a part 3 :)

“Ame?” You knock on your daughter's bedroom door, calling her the nickname she got as a little girl from Jessie.

“It's open.” She replies.

You give your wife a smile and a quick squeeze to her hand before you open the door. You and Jessie both walk in, closing the door behind you your daughter spins around in her chair.

“What?” You watch the expression on her face change looking nervous. “Who died?”

“No one died.” You reassure her.

Your daughter looks between you and Jessie. “Then what’s going on?”

“We just wanted to talk to you…” you pause, giving Jessie the chance to talk, she’s been silent since you left the office, you look over at her and she’s looking at the ground.

“Then talk.” your daughter spins back around, turning her head back into the textbook on her desk. She had gotten Jessie’s knack for school, always working her hardest, trying her best. Your son had gotten your interest in school, or more lack of interest in school.

“We need your attention for this.” Your daughter throws her head back and lets out a huff before turning around again. She crosses her arms and looks between you and Jessie. You sit on her bed, across from her. You look at Jessie who’s standing still just by the door. You pat the side of the bed and she snaps out of her stare and moves to sit next to you.

“We overheard some things Riley was saying when you two got home today.” You pause, hoping your daughter wouldn’t make you drag this out and would jump in confirming or denying the boyfriend. She doesn’t. “He mentioned a boyfriend.”

You watch your daughter break eye contact with you, her eyes finding her hands fidgeting, just like Jessie did when she was nervous. You also notice the redness starting to form on her cheeks.

“Amelia?” You don’t want to force her to tell you, you want her to do it on her own, but it didn’t seem like she was going to offer that information voluntarily. She doesn’t look up from her hands. “Do you have a boyfriend?”

“I guess.” She mumbles. You practically feel Jessie tense up next to you at your daughter's mention of the boy.

“Okay.” Now you were racking your brain for what to say next. “That’s fine we’re not upset, you can have a boyfriend. What’s his name?”

“Nick.”

“Nick, how do you know Nick?” You question.

She glances over to you. “School. He’s in my advanced calculus class.”

“How long have you been dating?”

“Couple weeks.” She shrugs as if she’s unsure.

“Have you gone on dates?” You realize it’s starting to feel like you’re interrogating your daughter, but you had questions and wanted to know.

“Yeah. We hang out at lunch, we’ve gotten dinner with a group of friends, we study after school together sometimes.”

“Alone?” Jessie finally chips in.

“I mean, we’re at school, but yes, it’s usually just us,”

“You will not be allowed to be alone with him anymore, you will not make us grandparents for at least another 10 years.” Before your daughter finishes, Jessie cuts her off.

Your daughter's jaw drops. “Oh my god, is that what this is? You’re trying to give me the sex talk again?”

“Amelia we just want to check in with you, you’ve never had a boyfriend, we just wanted to kind of cover our expectations.” You try to explain to her that this is more than just a sex talk.

She just looks at you.

“We’d like to meet him, especially if you’re going to continue seeing him.” She nods at you. “He won’t be a distraction, if there’s a negative change in your school, your behavior, your attitude, that we think is due to him, that’ll be a problem.”

“He won’t be a problem.”

“He’s welcome to come over, but you two won’t be alone in the house together. No behind closed doors activities, especially not now while this is new and we don’t necessarily trust him.”

“Ughh” your daughter covers her face, obviously not enjoying the conversation being had, she knew where it was going and what you were implying.

“Look, Amelia, none of us are comfortable having this conversation, but,” you let out a sigh, looking at Jessie and then back to your daughter. “If you have any questions or I don’t know concerns, confusion, regarding the physical intimacy that comes with,”

“Oh my god.” Your daughter plugs her ears with her fingers. “I know how sex works, I don't need to be taught.”

“Amelia, act like an adult.” You give her a stern look and she drops her hands.

“If you’re dating, that part of your relationship is going to come up. Your mom and I just want to establish this open line of communication regarding anything you may have questions about. We’d rather you come to us than consult the internet.” You glance at Jessie, trying to give her the option to jump in and talk but she stays silent. “We get that you’re nearly an adult, sex is a natural thing, we just want you to be safe and smart about it. We’re not going to tell you what you can and can’t do with your body, you’re legally a consenting adult. We just, if it’s something that’s going to happen or you think might happen, you can talk to us.”

“Can I talk to both of you? Or is just Mom okay with this?” Your daughter is now looking at Jessie but pointing at you.

You look at your wife, her jaw is clenched, as if she’s been holding back snarky comments the whole time you’ve been talking.

“Ma?” Your daughter tries again to get Jessie to speak. The two of them stare at each other, no words being exchanged. You take the moment to realize how alike your daughter and wife are. Their freckled faces, both sporting an embarrassed blush on their cheeks, their hair, your daughter’s much longer than Jessie’s but similar in color and texture. In this moment their stubbornness, them both sitting, not speaking at each other. You daughter had always been Jessie’s little girl, your son clinging more to you, you knew your daughter would want Jessie’s approval, she’d want confirmation that she could go to Jessie if she needed something.

Jessie pushes herself off the bed, not uttering a single word shaking her head as she walks out of the room. Youre stuck for a moment. Completely stunned by what just had occurred. Stunned by your wife’s lack of regard for your child who just wanted some reassurance. Once you snap out of your stunned state you look over to your daughter. She's blinking rapidly, her lower lip is being held tightly between her teeth but the way it was quivering still noticeable.

“Ame.” You stand up and go to wrap your arms around your daughter. You were ready to rip into your wife for her immaturity but first you had to comfort your daughter. “It’s alright.”

“Does she hate me?” You can hear your daughter sniffle slightly as she speaks.

“Oh honey! No, she doesn’t hate you.” You squeeze her tighter.

“Then why won't she talk to me?” Her voice breaks as she asks you, breaking your heart. You feel a tear from your daughter's face hit your forearm.

You give her a kiss on the top of her head. “She doesn’t hate you honey. She just, she’s having a hard time, I think shes just realizing that her little girl isn’t so little anymore. It’s hard, you used to be so small. But that’s still not fair for her to behave like that.” You feel your daughter nod into your chest. “I’m going to go talk to her.”

“Okay.” You release your daughter from your grasp, looking at her teary face. “Amelia, we both love you, she’ll come around.” She nods again and you turn to leave her room.

“Thank you.” Your daughter says right before you leave her room. “For treating me like an adult, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you both sooner about him, it just never felt like the right time and I wanted to make sure it stuck and I was worried I’d just be scolded and told I wasn’t allowed to date, except that’s what it seems she wants.”

���She’ll come around, I promise.” You give her a smile as you close the door behind you. The smile immediately dropping when you see Jessie standing in the living room.

“Bedroom, now!” You say through your teeth as you glare at your wife when you step out of your daughter's room. You grab her arm and pull her behind you across the house and into your room, shutting the door hard behind you.

“What the fuck was that?” You try to keep your voice quiet, Amelia already being upset you didn’t want her to overhear your fight and blame herself. Jessie says nothing, cowering away from you.

“Seriously Jessie, she asked me if you hated her! Our daughter thinks you hate her, do you realize how fucked up it was to walk out? All she wanted was something from you, you said nothing to her! She wanted to know she could come to you, that she could trust you with questions and you failed to show her that she could!”

“I, I didn’t know what to say.” Keeping her eyes on the floor Jessie quietly mutters.

“Anything, anything would’ve been better than what you did! She’s in her room crying, she thinks you’re disappointed in her, she’s done nothing wrong!” You raise your voice accidentally.

“I know.”

“You better fix this, tonight.” You give her a hard look before you walk out of the room, not caring how hard you closed the door behind you.

You wander out to the living room, slumping down on the couch. You couldn’t believe what had just happened. You had felt confident going into your daughter’s room, you and Jessie had just talked, she had agreed that you’d talk to her as an adult, give her the opportunity to ask questions, and Jessie had completely abandoned that plan.

Part of you understood how Jessie felt, it was hard realizing your kids weren’t kids anymore. It was hard, but you knew it was coming. You had 17 years to prepare and it definitely didn’t feel like enough time. You accepted Amelia was an adult now, you had given her more freedom, asked less questions about where she was going, you expected her to behave like an adult, and she had. She had proven to both you and Jessie that she was more than capable of being her own person. She had a job, she did well in school, she was home on time, she was a good kid who turned into an equally good young adult.

The longer you sit on the couch the more uncomfortable you become. It was as if you could feel the tension between the two sides of your house, your daughter's bedroom off to your left and your shared bedroom with Jessie off to the right of where you sat. No noises or signs of movement coming from behind either door.

It takes time but finally your bedroom door cracks open and your wife steps out. She makes the move toward your eldest child’s bedroom stopping in front of where you sat. “Can you come with me?” You push up from where you sat and follow her to the doorway.

You stand behind Jessie, she was going to have to make the move, you weren’t here to help her. She knocks, Amelia answers the door without a word she gives you both a glance and then turns back toward her desk.

“Amelia,” Jessie starts as she walks into the room, she sits back on the bed as you two had before, this time you stay by the door. Jessie pats her hand on the comforter, inviting your daughter to come sit next to her. Amelia sends you a pointed look before slowly making her way to sit.

Jessie holds out her hands to your daughter, Amelia places her own into Jessie’s. “Amelia, I’m sorry. I’m sorry for walking out before, that was not the right choice, I just needed to take a moment, I’m sorry I made you think I was upset with you.”

“It’s alright.” Your daughter shrugs.

“No, it’s not. That was a bad example of how to deal with my emotions. I shouldn’t have walked out. I’m sorry, I love you, I’m not upset with you, and I certainly don’t hate you. I could never hate you. I just needed to process a little bit more.”

“You told her?” Your daughter now looks at you, annoyance on her face.

“She did.” Jessie steps in to defend you to your daughter. “I was being selfish, your Mom called me out on it, she told me I hurt you because I was too caught up in my own feelings. Don’t be mad at her.”

Amelia looks between the two of you. “Okay.”

“Okay.” Jessie takes a deep breath, letting the air out of her lungs before she starts. “I don’t want you sleeping with him.” Jessie is able to get out before your daughter interrupts.

“I’m not Ma, we haven’t, we won’t-” Jessie gently shakes Amelia’s hands, giving them a squeeze.

“First off I want to meet him, before you two continue on dating, I need to see if he’s a good person. If we don’t think he’s a good person, that’ll be a different conversation, but I trust your judgment so I’d like to think he’s a good person. He will be respectful of you, and respectful to us, he’ll be respectful to your brother, he’ll respect your time, he’ll respect your friends. He will understand that while, yes, he’s your boyfriend and you’re his girlfriend, you are not his, you’re your own person.”

Your own eyes widen at the speech your wife is suddenly giving your daughter. It wasn’t the first time Jessie had been stern with your kids, she had been before when it came to them being disrespectful or doing something potentially dangerous. This was different, she wasn’t necessarily being stern, but firm in her expectations and you couldn’t help but feel proud of her for first owning that she messed up with your daughter earlier, and now giving her the fair and adult conversation that she had previously feared.

“You two will not be allowed to sleep over at each other's houses, you will not be out extra late with him. I know you say you haven’t slept together and you won’t, but I’ve also been a teenager so I know how quickly that can change. And I’m not an idiot, so don’t try any of that sneaky shit missy. Your Mom and I played that game, we did all the sneaking around when we first dated, we know all the tricks and all the places you can hide.”

“Gross.” Amelia mutters under her breath.

It’s now your turn to feel the embarrassment as Jessie brings up how the two of you used to sneak around as teenagers, being only able to see each other on National Team duty, you made good use of hotel rooms, training rooms, closets, bathrooms, all while hiding your relationship for the first two years.

“I’m also not ignorant enough to realize you don’t need to have a sleepover to have sex. I don’t know why parents think it’s only at night. Regardless, the door stays open when he’s over and in your room. And, I can’t believe I’m saying this, if you’re going to have sex with him, just please be smart about it. You can come to me or your Mom, I promise. I’d rather you tell us it might be on your mind, than sneak off and do it in his car in a dirty alley with no protection and then we have grandkids, we can discuss birth control if it comes to that. But no sex in a sketchy alley. And don’t rush into it, don’t you dare let him rush you or pressure you in anyway into it! Am I clear?”

“Yes.” Amelia says, nodding while still avoiding eye contact with you and Jessie, choosing to stare across at her desk chair.

“Any questions?”

Your daughter shakes her head and Jessie reaches for your daughter's phone on the nightstand and hands it to her. “Now, invite him for dinner on Friday.”

“Ma, no!” She snatches the phone from Jessie’s hand but doesn’t make a move to text Nick.

“Invite him Amelia, if he’s a decent person, you have nothing to be worried about.

“I’m not worried about him, I’m worried about you two, you’re both going to interrogate him and scare him off!”

“No we won’t.” You reassure your daughter, you didn’t want to scare the boy, you just wanted to get to know him. Dinner seemed like a safe way to do that.

“You might not, but she will.” Your daughter cranes her neck to look at you, her arm pointing at Jessie in front of her.

“I’m your mother, I'm allowed to interrogate him. Invite him Amelia, if Friday doesn’t work we’ll do a different day but I’m meeting this boy.”

[prettyndpinkk]

how to be an it girl this school year!

about!

hey guys, thank you so much for the love on my last post about my success story & getting me to 250 followers i love you guys sm ♡. but as we all know, unfortunately summer is coming to end & school has either started or is going to star, soooooo i thought it would be helpful for me to teach you girlies how to be an it girl this year!

school

organization

keep track of all homework assignments & deadlines. i would recommend using notion which is available on both laptop and phones, here's a cute notion school set up -> notion!

create a routine. having a routine for studying, homework and other tasks can help use your time wisely.

always always always set both small & big goals to achieve by the end of the year, it will motivate you to do well and push for something for the entire of the year.

social

make an effort to speak to speak to new/different people this year.

join school clubs, or participate in extracurricular activites, following onto my first point, clubs are an amazing way to meet new people whilst doing something you love.

make sure to make time for friends and family during the school year, i know exams can be stressful but it's always good to set out specific social time.

part 2 coming soon....

heavily inspired by @ misseudaa , go follow her!

xoxo, gemma.

[lanawinterscigarettes]

omg...i saw ur kinktober thing and had to request 😇 there are not many fics of john bender (breakfast club) and i am DYING 4 some so....maybe a hand kink thing? like the reader really likes his hands and maybe praises/kisses/stares at them a lot and he catches on pretty quickly and gets all cocky abt it. that's. all 💖THANK YOU

thanks for the kinktober request! I'm obsessed with this prompt omg 🫣 and you're so right, there really isn't enough fics with him which is a shame because damn is he fine

Kinktober 2024 Day 3: John Bender with a gn reader who has a hand kink

Warnings: smut/nsfw content, hand kink, John is a cocky bastard, not really dom/sub dynamics but the reader does act a little desperate and pathetic here (sorry I couldn't resist), smoking (both cigarettes and weed), swearing, quickie/sexual activites done under the influence

It all started with a cigarette. Detention was dull as usual, and you were content to just sleep through the entire thing when Bender caught your attention.

"You're going to get into trouble if Vernon catches you smoking in here, you know," you pointed out as you watched him pull a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his coat pocket.

"Oh, please. I'm always in trouble, and you know it."

You opened your mouth to speak again, intending fully on giving a snarky retort meant to put him back in his place, but you found your words dying down in your throat the second your eyes locked onto his hands.

Swallowing thickly, you tried not to salivate at the mere sight of him lighting up a cigarette. Even after he put the lighter back down, your gaze stayed trained on his hands, silently observing the way he tapped the ash from the cigarette onto the floor.

"What's your problem?"

His voice quickly snapped you back into reality. You forced yourself to look away, trying to act casual and unbothered. "I don't have a problem, you have a problem," you muttered childishly under your breath in response.

Bender smirked as he watched you try to play it off. He didn't know what had you suddenly acting all flustered, but it amused him to no end. "Want a drag?" He questioned as he held out the cigarette in your direction.

"Oh, what the hell. Sure." You took the lit cigarette from him, your hand lingering in the air for a moment when your fingers brushed against his. Clearing your throat, you quickly looked away as you puffed on the cigarette.

You could tell that he was staring, but you were determined not to let it get to you. Once you were done with it, you handed the cigarette back to him, looking down while you did so. You tried to convince yourself that his hand brushing against yours for a second time was just an accident, but you both knew better.

While he obviously had his suspicions, he didn't know for sure what had turned you into such an adorable mess, and he didn't find out until much later, during one night when he decided to sneak in through your window.

"You're not smoking in here, John," you firmly stated when you saw him pull out a lighter after flopping down onto your bed.

"Relax, it's weed, not cigarettes." He chuckled at the way your eyes grew wide.

"That's worse! I don't want my parents to catch me getting high with some random delinquent."

"Aw, sweets, you're breaking my heart," he sighed in a sarcastic, overly dramatic tone as he started to roll a blunt. "Relax, it'll be fine. All you have to do is leave the window open for a couple of hours to air out the smell."

You wanted to chastise him, but you were much too enthralled in studying the way his hands moved.

Looking up, he gave you an arrogant smirk and asked, "See something you like?"

"Shut up," you mumbled as you gave him a slight pout. "I- I just like watching you do stuff with your hands, okay? They're really pretty."

"Mmhm." Bender let out a hum in acknowledgement at your words as he finished rolling the blunt. "There we go, all done. You can have the first hit if you're not too busy drooling over my hands to do it properly."

You gave him a light shove in response to his teasing. "I said shut up, John."

He merely snickered at your reaction, appearing unfazed when you shoved him. "What? It's the truth."

A blunt and a half later, the two of you were lounging on your bed. He was still puffing away while you sat curled up in his arms, admiring his hands again.

"They're just so pretty," you cooed in an affectionate tone of voice, the weed having fully kicked in by this point. He let out a slight chuckle while you took his free hand into yours, tracing your fingertips over the back of it as you stared in amazement.

"You know, I'd say someone has a little crush on me," he joked as he set the blunt down on your nightstand. "Or on my hands, at the very least."

You didn't say anything in reply, too busy pressing soft kisses to his fingers. "So pretty."

"Yeah? You think that they're pretty?" He was purposely trying to rile you up at this point, trying to see just how far you'd go in praising them when you were under the influence and not held back by your better judgement.

"Mmhm, I think that they're really pretty." You moved your lips from his fingers down to the center of his palm, gently nuzzling against the area as you placed kisses there.

It was hard for Bender not to act out on the sudden onslaught of unholy thoughts that emerged in his mind upon watching you worship his hands right before him. He shifted some in his spot on the bed, trying to ignore the shiver that went all the way down his spine and ended up in his pants.

"If you think they're pretty now, you should see what they can do under the covers." The words escaped from his mouth before he could stop them, but he couldn't exactly say he regretted it.

You merely giggled, seemingly amused by his suggestion, which he was pretty sure had something to do with the weed in your system. "I bet they'd be even prettier in action," you purred out in turn, nuzzling your face into his palm again before giving it another soft kiss.

He let out a low groan, moving his free hand to rest on your thigh as he pulled you closer onto his lap. "Careful, sweets. You keep that up, you might make me do something I'll regret," he muttered as he watched you.

"I think you know neither one of us would regret something like that happening," you replied with a cheeky grin as you looked up at him, shifting in his lap some.

All of the blood is his body seemed to rush downwards at that one simple action. His grip on your thigh tightened, causing you to moan.

"You know how hot you are, John. It's just not fair." The pout on your face as you spoke caused him to let out a laugh.

"Oh, yeah?" He pressed his chest to your back as he leaned in, tilting his head to leave a few teasing kisses on your neck.

"Yeah." It was hard for you to focus on speaking when he kissed you, but you were paying more attention to the way his hand was resting on your thigh anyway.

"Maybe I do. Maybe I think that it's cute just how worked up you get by a few brief touches alone." He moved his hand a little bit lower, brushing the tips of his fingers over the front of your pants. "Maybe I should make you beg for it."

The moan you let out brought a cocky smirk to his face. "You're doing this on purpose," you lightly complained while tilting your head back to rest on his shoulder, exposing more of your neck to him. He took the opportunity to drag his lips along your throat, softly kissing the area.

"Tell me how badly you want it," he demanded in a low whisper, his mouth right next to your ear as he spoke. You could feel how hard he was, the evidence of his own growing arousal currently being pressed against your ass.

"So badly," you breathed out in a hushed voice, your hand moving to rest on top of his as you tried to coax his fingers to touch you some more. "I- I need you, John. You know that."

Satisfied with your response, he allowed you to direct his hand further downwards, his fingers lightly dragging over your clothed sex. There was an unmistakable heat currently pooling between your thighs, one that let him know that his teasing was working.

You bit your lip to hold back a moan, acutely aware that your parents' room was just down the hall. The more he touched you, the more you shifted in his lap, which did nothing but rile him up even further.

"I'll make sure to be quick about it so you won't have to worry about your parents catching you in bed with a delinquent like me," he muttered next to your ear, his voice low and raspy.

It was a good thing your house didn't have thin walls, otherwise you had no doubt they'd be able to hear the creaking of your bed mixed in with the lewd noises the two of you were making.

"J- John, I- I think I'm getting close-" You warned, gripping onto his arm as a method to help keep you grounded as your hips repeatedly jolted forward into his hand.

"Shit, me too-" He used his free hand to turn your face so he could kiss you, both of your sounds of ecstacy getting swallowed by each others mouths so they wouldn't be overheard.

The room fell silent shortly after, your combined panting being the only thing that cut through the blissful aftermath of your orgasms. Your underwear felt sticky and wet, and you were certain his did, too, but you were still too high to worry about changing at the moment.

"We have to do that again some time," you mumbled in a tired voice as you moved around in his lap, curling up next to him. If you hadn't been so exhausted, the feeling of his hand holding onto your waist as he wrapped his arms around you would've been enough to get you ready for a second round.

"Of course we're going to do it again. We both know you can't resist me and my pretty hands," Bender replied in a proud tone, a cocky smirk on his face.

For once, you didn't protest. He was right, of course. You never could resist those pretty hands of his.

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[bakuhoewriting]

CLASS 1B HEADCANNONS THAT MAKE SENSE

☰ NOTES⋮ reader! is in Class 1-A ; gn!reader x Class 1-B; some mildly suggestive themes

𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐄 tends to weld himself onto your side whenever he’s exhausted from training. It may earn him a scolding from Vlad-sensei or even Shiozaki-san, but you never complain and if Yosetsu gets to fall asleep cuddled in your warmth, that’s his prerogative.

𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐀 carries a polaroid of you in his wallet. It’s frayed at the edges from time, but it’s the first polaroid you ever took together. He keeps it alongside his provisional hero license because it’s the best motivation he has for the future.

𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈 has a pet Rhinoceros Beetle he keeps in his dorm room. You caught the little guy when he took you bug-catching for your first date to the local park. It wasn’t until you compared him to the little guy with pink cheeks and a wide smile that Togaru just had to have him.

𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐈𝐑𝐎 hosts a seánce in your room every month. He would do it in his room, but Shiozaki’s room is close to his and he’d rather not be accused of sinful behaviour (as if your other activities aren’t sinful, but Shiozaki-san doesn’t need to know that).

𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐎 often plans informal joint class outings with Yaoyorozu so your classes can bond. It doesn’t always work—Mineta, Monoma and Bakugo are banned for the next three activites—but she’s just glad to see you mingle with her classmates.

𝐊𝐎𝐃𝐀𝐈 is a frequent vistitor of UA’s communal garden. In fact, she recently signed up to have her own plot so she can grow tomatoes and cucumbers—both for her and for you.

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐎𝐙𝐀𝐊𝐈 was in her churchs’ choir. She doesn’t do it often, but if you’re especially tired than she’ll sing you to sleep. It works everytime.

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐀 has an Uncle in France that he’s really close to. His Uncle is the person who told him the story of the Beast of Gevaudan, and the first person Jurota confided in about his crush on you. If you ever get married, his Uncle Daichi has offered his estate for the wedding.

𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐃𝐀 always wanted to give Boxing a go, but didn’t have the courage to visit a gym (largely due to his size) until you offered to join him. It’s one of the many things he’s grateful to you for and now something of a couples’ activity for the weekends.

𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈 didn’t know you could speak English until you laughed at her insulting Monoma during a joint training session. Now, she begs you to talk in English whenever you’re together because she finds your accent really cute.

𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐀 definitely fainted the first time you agreed to study with him in his room. Bleeding nose and all. The same thing happened when you proposed to study in your own room so now you just work together in the common room. It’s better for his health that way.

𝐓𝐄𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐓𝐒𝐔 will deny it for as long as he can, but sometimes he does provoke you into a senseless argument. Namely because you have an adorable pouty face and his heart is reduced to a pandrum whenever you kabedon him to tell him off. It’s glorious.

𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐄 has a dinosaur onsie that she wears whenever she misses you. It’s not her colour, but it’s the same colour as your eyes so it’s automatically her favourite. She’s also got a matching pair for you in green, one that she’s planning to give you for your birthday.

𝐅𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈 has an all year-round pass to the Manga Museum in Kyoto. It’s become a post-exam tradition to visit the Museum everytime you want a celebrate, because in addition to reading some of his favourite manga, you often stop for ramen on your way back to UA.

𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐊𝐈 tends to smell like jasmine and sweet orange with how often he lathers his hands in massaging oil. It earns him some light ribbing from the boys at first, but that ends as soon as you show up smelling the exact same from massaging Juzo in return.

𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐎 practiced his confession to you for two weeks because he didn’t want to stammer mid-confession. It didn’t work, but it turned out that you liked him with his stammer anyway; in fact, you have a nervous tic of over gesticulating which he soon found was endearing all the same.

𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐌𝐀 has a growing pile of Franco-Belgian comics in your room. 9/10 times his comics lead to an argument between him and your classmates whenever he comes over to take one back. Bakugo’s now petitioning to have him banned.

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐈 is an avid fan of Kabuki theatre; in particular, the popular horror classic Yotsuya Kaidan. For your first Halloween as a couple, you dress as Tamiya Lemon and Oiwa. Not a conventional couple by any means, but it makes Reiko glow in a way you’ve never seen before so it’s worth it.

𝐑𝐈𝐍 read that couples who watch the first snowfall are destined to stay together forever so he plans your first date for late-Autum. He’s shivering for most of your time together, but there are two highlights by the end of the night: when you worriedly draped your scarf around his neck and when a snowflake landed on his cheek in the middle of a spontaneous kiss.

– 2023 ©️ credit to bakuhoewriting ; soon to be crossposted on all my other accounts under the same name!

[theantichristpluviophile]

With reproductive and marriage rights for both homosexuals and osa women going out the window, we need to take our activitism to the real world, and put if fucking everywhere

We need to go to every onlind study on women, on the all the possible side affects of pregnancy, every piece of feminist literature, and download them and print them and archive them physically because online censorship will become a thing. We need to print and write down every possible methods of at home abortions and save it. We need to print these out and tape them fucking everywhere, slip them into library books and fold them into paper airplanes and slip them into every nook and crany we can. We need to carry sharpies and spray paint and write on every bathroom stall, hotel wall, every bus seat and anywhere else we can and share everything we can. We need to remind women that even if they can't divorce, they can still run and hide from the husbands by seeking out other women who will hide them. We need to by and stockpile plan b and condoms and pregnancy test and any over the counter abortion pills we can and have them ready to share. We need to creat physical emergency cash stashes and not trust banks. We need need to encourage every fucking women to not get married, to no date, and not have any sex that can result in pregnancy. We need every women who can, regardless of their personal feelings on guns, to just get at least one as protection because if we begin to withhold sex, men will begin to try and take it by force. Men will beat and rape us if they know we're rebelling against their control. We need to teach other women how to secretly tract their periods offline and have every pregnancy symptom listed for memorization. We need to go and fucking vandalize and destroy the churches that have been encouraging this fucking bullshit. We need bots to spam any and everywhere with reproductive information, pregnancy and rape and DV statistics, bots that spam advice on how to recognize, avoid, disengage, and escape abusive men. We need to be fucking loud and everywhere, online and in real life. We need to go to every lesbian and gay bar/homosexual spaces in general, collect contact information and network, and start figuring out underground meet ups. We need to start networking with women in general and passing on information. Every private wall should have something written or taped too it that may help even one person. Herbs and anything growable in general that can induce aborts should be stockpiled and grown if possible. Every church, every corporate building, every police station and government building should be spray painted and vandalized to make a fucking point. We didn't get our rights by peacefully protesting, we had to pry them from the hands of men with violence, and now that they are trying to claw them back, we need to be violent once more

We need to remind men that women won't take their oppression quietly, and we need to remind our sisters we don't have to be quite

EVERY WOMAN PLEASE READ THIS‼️

Gilead is becoming a reality.

Im furious, I’m so enraged, I’m fucking heart broken for all the women who woke up to find their rights are being stripped away. I love you all.

We need radical action. We need to be loud. We need to be aggressive. We need to show the world how angry we are. We need to be revolutionary. We need solidarity.

We’re starting a revolution.

[woman-respecter]

With reproductive and marriage rights for both homosexuals and osa women going out the window, we need to take our activitism to the real world, and put if fucking everywhere

We need to go to every onlind study on women, on the all the possible side affects of pregnancy, every piece of feminist literature, and download them and print them and archive them physically because online censorship will become a thing. We need to print and write down every possible methods of at home abortions and save it. We need to print these out and tape them fucking everywhere, slip them into library books and fold them into paper airplanes and slip them into every nook and crany we can. We need to carry sharpies and spray paint and write on every bathroom stall, hotel wall, every bus seat and anywhere else we can and share everything we can. We need to remind women that even if they can't divorce, they can still run and hide from the husbands by seeking out other women who will hide them. We need to by and stockpile plan b and condoms and pregnancy test and any over the counter abortion pills we can and have them ready to share. We need to creat physical emergency cash stashes and not trust banks. We need need to encourage every fucking women to not get married, to no date, and not have any sex that can result in pregnancy. We need every women who can, regardless of their personal feelings on guns, to just get at least one as protection because if we begin to withhold sex, men will begin to try and take it by force. Men will beat and rape us if they know we're rebelling against their control. We need to teach other women how to secretly tract their periods offline and have every pregnancy symptom listed for memorization. We need to go and fucking vandalize and destroy the churches that have been encouraging this fucking bullshit. We need bots to spam any and everywhere with reproductive information, pregnancy and rape and DV statistics, bots that spam advice on how to recognize, avoid, disengage, and escape abusive men. We need to be fucking loud and everywhere, online and in real life. We need to go to every lesbian and gay bar/homosexual spaces in general, collect contact information and network, and start figuring out underground meet ups. We need to start networking with women in general and passing on information. Every private wall should have something written or taped too it that may help even one person. Herbs and anything growable in general that can induce aborts should be stockpiled and grown if possible. Every church, every corporate building, every police station and government building should be spray painted and vandalized to make a fucking point. We didn't get our rights by peacefully protesting, we had to pry them from the hands of men with violence, and now that they are trying to claw them back, we need to be violent once more

We need to remind men that women won't take their oppression quietly, and we need to remind our sisters we don't have to be quite

!!!! all of this!!!!

[arthistoryanimalia]

For #InternationalBatAppreciationDay 🦇:

Art Inspiring Science: The Moche Bat

“The CMA’s bat vessel has traits of the species Dr. Velazco studied. Made on Peru’s north coast by an artist of the ancient Moche or Mochica culture (moe-chay, moe-cheek-ah) (AD 200–850), the vessel inspired him to name the species Histiotus mochica or, colloquially, the Moche leaf-eared bat. He did so to recognize the knowledge of Indigenous peoples and to honor the Moche and their connection to the natural world. Indeed, as he notes in a publication about the species, the bat vessel is so accurately depicted that it allowed precise identification of an animal previously unknown to science and thus stands as a testament to the Moche’s observational skills and profound interest in nature.”

[papersnatch]

Potemkin thoughts. Does he like to do things. What things. Tell me

GRABS YOU. I don't have many headcanons for Potemkin, but this ask got me thinking about his hobbies and occasional activites a little bit, so here ya go !

Wawa Woowoo Potemkin (Guilty Gear) Headcanons

(because I should probably give this a title for organization reasons)

(+ a quick doodle i made based off of one of these. don't ask where the screwdriver is going, not even i know)

Potemkin doesn't get a lot of free time of his own, because of the whole. Ya know. Being a government official thing? So he's usually preoccupied with some mundane task that Gabriel's assigned him to complete. But when he DOES finally get off duty?...

...actually, he doesn't even rest much in the first place. Potemkin is so used to working and working that once he gets some time to wind down, he just... can't! He never feels rested, just disappointed with himself, disappointed that he isn't working to his best potential, or whatever shitty excuse he manages to come up with. It annoys him.

Ahem. Anyways. Potemkin usually defaults to plotting himself down on a park bench and watching the world pass by. He finds it deeply calming.

(This way, he can also keep an eye out on the civilians of Zepp. He's always subconsciously working, even when he's off duty...)

You'll often see Potemkin wandering around the streets and town squares. He enjoys walking around and taking in the beauty of the environment around him, seeing as how he's always too busy to do so normally. It's the inner artist in him that can't help but notice the little details in everything.

Speaking of, inspiration tends to strike him out of the blue, so Potemkin usually keeps his own sketchbook on him - well, when he's not on duty. Whether it's figure sketching, environmental studies or still life, Potemkin greatly enjoys the arts. (But we knew that already, didn't we?)

(He owns a couple extra-sturdy pencils personally ordered by Gabriel, and he treasures them with his life. They all have the Zepp insignia on the very end of the pencil.)

A lesser known form of art he likes to dabble in is literature! Potemkin doesn't tend to write much of his own, but he sure as hell loves reading. He prefers the classics, the old shit like Shakespeare, Don Quixote, bla bla bla... well actually, moreso whatever would be the equivalent of 'classic' in the 22nd century. He probably has reading glasses, by the way.

Potemkin sometimes, very rarely, has to take some time off to repair his inhibitors. Usually someone does it for him, but there's a couple times that he's had to get hands-on and do it himself. Whether it's a scratch on the surface or a full on dent - it never gets damaged beyond that point - he always takes the utmost care in keeping them in tip-top condition. Although, Potemkin does freak out a lot over the removal of his inhibitors, so he tries his best to speed up the repair process. It's... very, very stressful for him, actually.

Potemkin occasionally attempts cooking for himself... or at least tries his damn best to, since his big ass hands always get in the way. He's often found himself breaking a frying pan handle or two by accident, much to his chagrin. Because of this, he often goes out to eat instead; whether that be gourmet level food prepared by a private chef or the cheap pre-made food from the corner shop. What a shame. Give my boy some homemade soup or something man :(

Oh, also, when he actually manages to make his own food, it's a 50/50 between tasting like shit and tasting fucking SCRUMPTIOUS. That's all.

Training with Gabriel. That's all I have to say, really. Gabriel is his mentor, the only one close to Potemkin that can match (and even surpass) his strength. Maybe they'd even spar from time to time? For funsies. Enrichment :]

Potemkin also has a very strict workout routine, obviously because of the whole genetic mutation thing. He doesn't feel the need to do it often though.

I don't have anything coherent for this one but I need you to imagine Potemkin hanging out with Bridget or Dizzy for me. Picnic with Potemkin and Dizzy and Testament. Okay? Okay. Glad you understand.

That's all I got for now... huh! This was fun! Maybe I should properly open writing asks...? anyways hi potemkin i like potemkin can you tell i like potemkin.potemkin guolty gear potemkin po

[bornagainmurdock]

my (apparently) controversial matt murdock headcannons pt1

contents: 18+ ONLY, suggestive but no smut, this post contains multitudes

word count: .6k

matt is so bi coded it’s oozing off of him

also think he's on the ace spectrum (but probably bc im ace)

on a similar page, mans loves a threesome loves being in the middle of a threesome (& also in the middle of a cuddle pile)

sometimes wears lifts in his shoes just to be a little bit taller and intimidating, especially when on patrol bc 5'10 isn't tall enough apparently

has kissed foggy (sober) & would go it again (sober)

kissed all his friends in college for fun at parties (and also in his bed on the weekends to avoid studying)

loves a mocktail, sometimes he doesn’t drink when he goes to bars bc he fears losing control but also loves flavored lemonade and fancy syrups and the aesthetic of drinks. loves a mule the tin cup and everything

fucks with a good brewery or distillary with specialty drinks

matt would never cheat on his partner. matt is a big communicator and thinks its the foundation of every relationship. he’s all about being open and honest about his feelings no matter how silly it seems. “i thought that person over there had a really hot voice. what do they look like?” “omg this barista hit on me the other morning while i was getting fog karen and i coffee and i flirted back bc wow and also left a really generous tip”

matt is into ethical non-monogamy and absolutely would be into having an open relationship. type to research relationship anarchy and implement that into his relationships in order to make everyone feel valued and heard

has read the ethical slut (3rd edition) and recs it to everyone he meets

big masochist but refuses to admit it, but loves loves to play fight and wrestle with his partner(s)

obviously into choking i mean c'mon

has a massive voice kink (especially accents he doesn't hear often) bc he can hear all the little intricacies in every single word and it drives him absolutely crazy

would go running barefoot if he wasn't in NYC and at risk of stepping on dangerous things

the kind to hike barefoot in the mountains to feel more connected to the earth

would hate theme parks bc of the noise, but would really like all the food offerings

fucks with legoland hard

and on a similar note, would eat anything once just to experience it

listens to bubblegum kpop when he boxes sometimes

also sometimes listens to death metal when he boxes

has gone clubbing a few times and finds it too overwhelming, but he loooooves dancing when he's been drinking. will grind on whoever is within reach (with consent)

and also if drunk enough, will be the one grinding at the club

loves operas, will go when he can

has a pair of fluffy slippers under his desk so he doesn't have to wear his stiff loafers all day at work

has an extra pair of clothes at the office in case he has to change out of the daredevil suit before it can make it back to his apartment

has taken a few of those 'street medic' classes intended for people going to protests in order to stay updated on the best ways to help stitch himself up and take care of wounds

is CPR certified for similar reasons

really into ping pong

hates bowling, is really bad at it and gets pouty when you put the bumpers up for him

thinks about joining a local rugby league but they won't let him because when he showed up to inquire they determined he needed ot heal a bit more before he came back (mans is always covered in open wounds and bruises rip)

sometimes attributes the bruises on his neck to daredevil activites when really yall had a wild night the previous night

author's note: like this format? let me know by sending an ask! i have so many more headcannons to share. (also i'd love to hear your headcannons! send them my way!)

[moonyasnow]

What would my OCs' tsums be like

The main thing is like a stripping away of facades and artifice, right? Basically like they have no filter

Also gonna be quite a bit of OC x canon stuff in this bc when you're like 'what would this character be like if they were 100% honest' and that character has a crush on someone, of course that's gonna be very relevant

( @beneathsakurashade ARE YOU HAPPY NOW— /j )

Tomoe

Tomo-tsum will not stop itself from literally treating Ace-tsum, Deuce-tsum, Irina-tsum and their corrosponding humans like its literal kids. Includes Grim too, of course. Protecting them like a big mother hen. If you hurt any of them, it's going to give you a glare, and lecture you. And it will literally sit them all down and have study sessions with them, making sure they complete their homework. Helping them whenever they struggle, of course. Will do what regular Tomoe wishes she could; literally just go up to regular Leona and lay down next to or on top of his chest and nap with him. Regular Tomoe is both too busy and a little too stuck in her careful consideration of societal and situational appropriateness to let herself do that. It'll also kiss his cheek in his sleep. And it WILL go on long rants at Crowley about how irresponsible of a headmage he is and that he should be ashamed and has no right to call himself an educator.

Irina

When neither Malleus or Malle-tsum are present, it's restless

And the second Irina-tsum sees Malleus it is GLUED TO HIM Even better if it's Malle-tsum~ (Irina-tsum is literally half of Malle-tsum's size)

Irina-tsum REFUSES to let go and starts literally crying when Malle-tsum is out of its sight for even a moment If another tsum, or another person who is not Malleus- with a special exception to Lilia and Lilia-tsum- is being too affectionate with Malle-tsum, it will give them a DEATH GLARE, then literally push them away so it can cuddle more with Malle-tsum

But if Malle-tsum wants it to join in on whatever activitity it and the other tsum were doing that made Irina-tsum jealous, it will, pouting a little bit and sticking to Malle-tsum like glue, still frowning at the other party but no longer AS upset. Like it's giving the other a silent warning.

If it's separated from Malle-tsum it will literally bite whoever is holding it and speed away, running around trying to find Malle-tsum again

Spike

Spike-tsum also isn't all that different from regular Spike

Will not hesitate to pick up its friends (tsum equivalents, I mean) and give them bone-crushing hugs

If it sees an image of Neige it's turning into that 'I miss my wife tails' meme, and will be all sad until it can see him (though granted this also isn't too terribly different from regular Spike)

It headbutts people a lot though! If it's startled, or upset, or if you made any of its friends startled or upset

Junia

Junia-tsum is literally no different from regular Junia

Lisle

NEEDY WANTS. ATTENTION. AND. PRAISE. AND IT WANTS IT NOWWWWWWWWWWW Praise it and thank it and say it was really helpful and very pretty~ Or else it's gonna pout and throw a fit until you do The little diva it is, it will find a way to insert itself into ANY situation, and make it all about it. Will pull of plans with the complexity of a rube goldberg machine just so it can be the star WILL create scenarios that gets someone in trouble and then swoop in and save them and immediately start begging for praise like a puppy who just performed a trick. Will give people lists with things needed to throw a big parade for it

Veronica

SHY. If Vil-tsum is around Veronica-tsum will follow it around like an excited puppy, following its every instruction to the letter. If Vil-tsum praises it, it'll look super duper proud. It'll try to give Epel-tsum a little kiss on the forehead now and then, and get things for it from hard-to-reach places If Rook-tsum is around it'll get super flustered and shy and just wanna hide if Rook-tsum starts being very affectionate. But if Rook-tsum thinks it wants to be alone and leaves, Veronica-tsum gonna get mad at it for trying to leave Similar thing if Cater-tsum is around, and Veronica-tsum will also get upset if it at any time tries to leave without her. And it'll follow Cater-tsum around, no matter what it wants to do. If Cater-tsum tries to be affectionate with it, it'll blush so much, and look like an anime school girl with a crush, but won't do anything to try to stop it. If both Vil-tsum and Cater-tsum are present, Veronica-tsum will feel really troubled, not knowing who to follow, sometimes almost looking on the verge of tears, as though needing to decide between the two is a decision that could end up haunting it for the rest of its life. Even worse if Victor-tsum is also there SUPER protective of Victor-tsum, even more so than regular Veronica is of regular Victor Even LOOK at Victor-tsum while not smiling and you're on thin ice

If it sees too many people it likes in the same room, not fighting, it's going to be close to tears because it's so happy.

Also be ready to have it roasting evey single part of your outfit and makeup, and literally dragging you to your or regular Veronica's room to give you a whole makeover. It will not be satisfied until it's made you look the best you possibly can.

Victor

It will give you dead birds (cat energy)

Isn't as menacing as regular Victor, though, simply because it never TRIES to be menacing. If you upset it in any way, it's gonna go to Veronica-tsum to get it to do something about whatever upset Victor-tsum. When it sees Jack-tsum, it'll run up to it and give it the biggest, softest hugs imaginable. It'll follow along Jack-tsum if it wants to show Victor-tsum something, but be in general a lot more soft, gentle and mild-mannered than regular Victor. All its smiles, in stark contrast to regular Victor, are genuine.

Victor-tsum is still just as reserved as regular Victor, but acts it out in a very different way, not being afraid to show how timid it actually is. It'll often end up hiding behind Jack-tsum or Veronica-tsum If ANYONE who is not Jack or Veronica picks it up, it will start squirming and look like it's crying. And then you will have two angry tsums (Jack-tsum and Veronica-tsum) after you. It likes sitting with Idia-tsum and watching it play games in a comfortable quiet.

Artemisia

If other people or tsums are doing something, it'll follow along with them because it wants to be included. It won't necessarily do the same activity as them, but it'll watch, just sitting close and listening.

It'll give Jamil-tsum roses and love poems and literally act like they're in a classic romance novel. It will become visibly sad if Jamil-tsum doesn't give it poems in return. Even if it gives Artemisia-tsum a super short one like 'roses are red, violets are blue, cats are cute and so are you' it'll be really happy. If Jamil-tsum has to leave, it's going to hop up to it and give it a kiss before it does.

It sometimes likes to sit on top of regular Malleus' head, in-between his horns, and read a book, which often earns the ire and jealousy of Irina-tsum.