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lifehacksthatwork · 1 year

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Just a bunch of Useful websites - Updated for 2023

Removed/checked all links to make sure everything is working (03/03/23). Hope they help!

Sejda - Free online PDF editor.

Supercook - Have ingredients but no idea what to make? Put them in here and it'll give you recipe ideas.

Still Tasty - Trying the above but unsure about whether that sauce in the fridge is still edible? Check here first.

Archive.ph - Paywall bypass. Like 12ft below but appears to work far better and across more sites in my testing. I'd recommend trying this one first as I had more success with it.

12ft – Hate paywalls? Try this site out.

Where Is This - Want to know where a picture was taken, this site can help.

TOS/DR - Terms of service, didn't read. Gives you a summary of terms of service plus gives each site a privacy rating.

OneLook - Reverse dictionary for when you know the description of the word but can't for the life of you remember the actual word.

My Abandonware - Brilliant site for free, legal games. Has games from 1978 up to present day across pc and console. You'll be surprised by some of the games on there, some absolute gems.

Project Gutenberg – Always ends up on these type of lists and for very good reason. All works that are copyright free in one place.

Ninite – New PC? Install all of your programs in one go with no bloat or unnecessary crap.

PatchMyPC - Alternative to ninite with over 300 app options to keep upto date. Free for home users.

Unchecky – Tired of software trying to install additional unwanted programs? This will stop it completely by unchecking the necessary boxes when you install.

Sci-Hub – Research papers galore! Check here before shelling out money. And if it’s not here, try the next link in our list.

LibGen – Lots of free PDFs relate primarily to the sciences.

Zotero – A free and easy to use program to collect, organize, cite and share research.

Car Complaints – Buying a used car? Check out what other owners of the same model have to say about it first.

CamelCamelCamel – Check the historical prices of items on Amazon and set alerts for when prices drop.

Have I Been Pawned – Still the king when it comes to checking if your online accounts have been released in a data breach. Also able to sign up for email alerts if you’ve ever a victim of a breach.

I Have No TV - A collection of documentaries for you to while away the time. Completely free.

Radio Garden – Think Google Earth but wherever you zoom, you get the radio station of that place.

Just The Recipe – Paste in the url and get just the recipe as a result. No life story or adverts.

Tineye – An Amazing reverse image search tool.

My 90s TV – Simulates 90’s TV using YouTube videos. Also has My80sTV, My70sTV, My60sTV and for the younger ones out there, My00sTV. Lose yourself in nostalgia.

Foto Forensics – Free image analysis tools.

Old Games Download – A repository of games from the 90’s and early 2000’s. Get your fix of nostalgia here.

Online OCR – Convert pictures of text into actual text and output it in the format you need.

Remove Background – An amazingly quick and accurate way to remove backgrounds from your pictures.

Twoseven – Allows you to sync videos from providers such as Netflix, Youtube, Disney+ etc and watch them with your friends. Ad free and also has the ability to do real time video and text chat.

Coolors – Struggling to get a good combination of colors? This site will generate color palettes for you.

This To That – Need to glue two things together? This’ll help.

Photopea – A free online alternative to Adobe Photoshop. Does everything in your browser.

BitWarden – Free open source password manager.

Just Beam It - Peer to peer file transfer. Drop the file in on one end, click create link and send to whoever. Leave your pc on that page while they download. Because of how it works there are no file limits. It's genuinely amazing. Best file transfer system I have ever used.

Atlas Obscura – Travelling to a new place? Find out the hidden treasures you should go to with Atlas Obscura.

ID Ransomware – Ever get ransomware on your computer? Use this to see if the virus infecting your pc has been cracked yet or not. Potentially saving you money. You can also sign up for email notifications if your particular problem hasn’t been cracked yet.

Way Back Machine – The Internet Archive is a non-profit library of millions of free books, movies, software, music, websites and loads more.

Rome2Rio – Directions from anywhere to anywhere by bus, train, plane, car and ferry.

Splitter – Seperate different audio tracks audio. Allowing you to split out music from the words for example.

myNoise – Gives you beautiful noises to match your mood. Increase your productivity, calm down and need help sleeping? All here for you.

DeepL – Best language translation tool on the web.

Forvo – Alternatively, if you need to hear a local speaking a word, this is the site for you.

For even more useful sites, there is an expanded list that can be found here.

#life hacks #lifehacks #useful #bunch of useful sites #ysk #bookmark this #how to #free #helpful

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fuckyeahgoodomensfanfic · 1 month

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Good Omens Fic Rec: Big Name Feelings

FANDOM AU! • Crowley is a BNF fic writer, and Aziraphale is a lurking artist who might be just a little parasocially in love with him. How they ever became friends is beyond him, but here they are: One month out from Prophet Con, and Crowley is asking him to be his boyfriend. Just for the weekend, of course.

Length: 103,997 words

AO3 Rating: Explicit / Spice Level 🔥🔥🔥

Best for: Safe in Public, Human AU, Slow Burn, Fake Relationship, Pick-me-up

Triggers: None

Read it here, fic by ghostrat

*Minor Spoilers* It's here! The finale of one of the most entertaining and immersive fanworks that I have ever experienced is finally upon us! I feel like most of you who follow me here are aware of this fanfic or have read it. However, for those who haven't or might come across this post later: I'm begging you to read this one. Buckle up; it's a long post today.

So, if you're not aware, this fanfic involves writer Crowley and fan artist Aziraphale. Crowley, being ace, seeks a boyfriend to shield him from unwanted attention during an upcoming convention. Aziraphale, smitten, agrees to be the fake boyfriend. This Arrangement is sure to work out exactly as planned!

Every one of the author's stories feels cinematic to me. The worlds are always so real and immersive, but this one, in particular, will have you feeling like you're actually watching the story unfold in real life. Some of that is achieved through embedded media like chats, artwork, and Tumblr posts, bringing a sense of reality to these conversations. The rest comes from really rich prose. You'll flow through it very easily, yet deeply.

The use of fandom and a convention as the backdrop for this fic was, to be honest, genius. I've seen attempts before, but none captured the spirit quite like this one. The fandom lore for The Nice and Accurate Prophecy (the in-universe fandom they're in) was rich enough for us to fully grasp the shape and feel of why they loved it so much, yet it never impedes the ongoing story. This story perfectly captured what it's like to be a fan: how friendships develop, how ideas and fan theories are freely discussed, the passion for a shared topic. The con, in particular, will fill anyone who has ever attended a fan convention with a strong dose of nostalgia and love. Oh, and having them in their 50s? Thank you! There is no age limit to fandom!

Having Aziraphale as the artist and Crowley the writer was not the most obvious choice, but it's one that worked amazingly well for the story! Crowley struggles with words and expressing his feelings in real life. However, in stories, he can build his own world and express whatever emotions are on his mind. Aziraphale, who does not wish to draw attention to himself in real life, expresses himself through his bold and beautiful artwork. His specialization in traditional, physical artwork is so fitting for him, though he's not unwilling to try new tech. There is a scene where they stumble upon some street art that Aziraphale had done. I teared up at that scene, and it's not even angsty! Just the casualness of it, how it's not Aziraphale but Crowley who boldly leads them to it, how Aziraphale doesn't sing his own praises. He's not self-deprecating, but he doesn't celebrate his work. He's still learning that he has value that's worth celebrating. At least now he has Crowley to teach him to be proud of himself.

They are both beautifully written characters. It's a real testament to the skill of the author to bring these characters into such a different reality and have them be unmistakably Aziraphale and Crowley. Sure, they're updated for the time and setting, but their souls are still the angel and demon we know and love. This setting is an amazing way to explore the different sides of their personalities. Crowley's asexuality, in particular, was one of the best depictions I've ever read. It brought a new level of understanding to me, and I'm sure many of you will feel a kinship with him. Really pay attention to what's being said here, there's some really deep and insightful passages that are worth analyzing. Like this moment, which may have been a subconscious thought, but again speaks to how deeply the author understands the characters.

This was such an amazing experience as a fan. I've never had a fic feel like this much of an event before. Every chapter drop was so exciting; I never knew what exactly to expect. And now, with the end being over 100k words?? Where did that word count come from! That's insane! I'm sad to leave this iteration, but I'm so excited for what's to come next. So please, if you haven't read this, give it a try. It's such a impressive work, so much time and effort was put into this and you can tell. It's not only a love letter to Good Omens, but one to fandom and fanspaces as well. Thank you, thank you, thank you for this journey

There are some explicit scenes towards the end, but they are all marked and skippable, so I'd say you're perfectly fine reading this in public.

Edit from after actually seeing the finale: no I’m not tearing up it’s just really dusty in this room. I’m being so normal rn 🥹🥹🥹

Read it here, fic by ghostrat

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the-ace-reader · 7 months

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Twisted Wonderland Guys

I’m a Leona Kingscholar stan through and through, but it goes further than that. They all deserve love. All the Overblot boys. They all deserve a Significant Other that can give them the love that they all want, need, and deserve.

Riddle Rosehearts? I don’t usually ship Riddle with anyone actually - this boy has been sheltered his entire life. He needs to learn how to live before he should worry about learning how to love imo. At least, love romantically. I can’t imagine he had the best role model of romantic love in his mother if his father was around at all. So start off with a different sort of love, the sort of love this boy quite obviously has lacked and the kind this boy quite obviously craves. This boy needs siblings. Give this child sibling, familial love. Give him all the siblings. Give him a younger sibling figure that he cherishes and vows to treats better than his mother treated him. Give him an older sibling figure that gives him the tough love that Trey struggles to give him. Give him a same age sibling that encourages him to let loose and get into a bit of trouble now that he has the room TO get into trouble. But above all, give Riddle a sibling that will love him unconditionally. Show him what family really is. Trey has started the ball rolling. Time to get it really moving.

Azul Ashengrotto? I will admit I’m not too fond of him, he’s my least favorite out of all of these Overblot dumpster fire messes, but even this attention-starved idiot deserves love. Give Azul someone that recognizes how hard he works. Give him someone who sees that, yes he is shady and underhanded, but those amazingly accurate study guides he hands out were made by himself. Those top grades were achieved by him. And on top of school work he is also one of the only sophomore Housewardens and the manager of the Monstro Lounge. Azul does so much, but he is mostly recognized only for the more shady, unsavory things he does. But he does more than that. Give him a SO that sees everything he does. Praises him for how hard he works. Maybe they don’t support his more unscrupulous dealings, but people walk into his contracts knowing Azul’s reputation. And by god, give this man a SO that is highly physically affectionate. I feel that Azul is touch-starved along with being attention-starved. Give the octopus hugs. All the hugs. Give Floyd a run for his money with all the hugs you give Azul.

Vil Schoenheit? This perfectionist needs to learn how to step away from things that are toxic to him mentally, even if they are beneficial to his career (cough cough Neige cough cough ((Neige is a sweetie, and it is not his fault, but Vil will never be happy being compared to Neige))). He needs to learn to drop his perfectly crafted masks and be honest with someone - be vulnerable - as uncomfortable as that would make him. Give him a SO that sees Vil at his most perfect and still treats him as a human being. No flowery words and praises like Rook would give, nor cowers or slight fear-tinged awe like Epel would give - this SO treats Vil as the mortal, fallible man that he is. And makes sure Vil knows that being a mortal, fallible man is okay. Give Vil a SO that is gentle with him when he is harsh on himself, but harsh on him when he is too harsh on others. Give him a SO that sees Vil at his ugliest and treats him exactly as they do when they see him at his most perfect. Give Vil a SO where Vil can be himself, no matter how that may look.

Jamil Viper? Needs a SO that is a combo of Vil’s and Azul’s. Jamil works just as hard as Azul, I would argue even harder honestly, but puts on a perfect mask like Vil does to hide the fact that he does and is even an actor like Vil is to hide the fact that he often stifles his own talents in favor of allowing Kalim to shine. Give Jamil a SO that is gentle with him, understanding of his situation, but willing to call him on his bullshit. His SO needs to be whip-smart and shrewd, they need to be able to keep up with him after all. He needs someone who is willing to choose him, without fail, every time. Put him first, but not necessarily rely on him. But that doesn’t mean they’re independent. In fact, they need to be willing to shoulder some of Jamil’s burden. He may object to it, but Jamil’s SO needs to gently tell him he has worked alone long enough. Jamil needs someone that he can rely on. Someone who recognizes him for everything that he does, encourages him to do more things for himself, and is not afraid to call him out when he hides behind his masks or gently coax him out of his hood when he hides behind that instead.

Idia Shroud? Idia needs a SO that is, at their core, understanding and patient. Anxiety is a bitch. It is not something someone can just get over and overcome with a snap of their fingers. Idia isn’t being difficult for the hell of it. He has severe anxiety. And Idia needs a SO that understands that and is willing to meet him even more than halfway. I think an extroverted SO is a must, because they can help gently, gently encourage Idia to open up out of his shell a bit. But the perfect SO for Idia is someone that is willing to go to his room and spend time with him. Willing to text him and video chat on days where he is not up for physical interaction. Does not look at him strange when he can’t get his words out of his mouth and needs to use his tablet as an aid to communicate. His SO is one who tries to understand his interests better, looking up the games and manga he’s interested in, looking up gaming lingo so they understand the phrases and shorthand he uses occasionally. Idia needs someone who not get easily offended - from Idia cancelling plans or changing them to online only to him calling them a newb or a normie. His perfect extroverted SO is not only understanding and patient but also very go-with-the-flow. They also need to have a good sense of humor and, of course, a love of all things adorable and fluffy. Basically, Idia’s best SO is also his emotional support extrovert.

Malleus Draconia? Oh my god. This stupid, adorable fae man. Naive cutie pie. Clueless baby. He is a man of dichotomy. So very powerful and strong. So very smart and old in a human’s eyes. And yet at the same time he is an awkward turtle to the extreme and I love him for it. Much like Idia, Malleus needs a SO that is patient with him, someone who will be willing to explain the things he does not understand. A fearless extrovert would also be a great idea, Malleus’s SO has no fear of him, why would they? This is their love. They know Malleus would never hurt them. Even when Melleus is mad and there are storms raging outside and around him and others are warning the SO away from Malleus, his SO will simply walk over to him and give him a hug. Malleus just isn’t scary to his SO and he adores them for it. Being an extrovert, Malleus’s SO would want to go out and explore everywhere and they would, of course, invite Malleus to join them. Give Malleus a SO that knows Malleus has a thing with invitations and specifically words everything they can to make it obvious the implication of an invitation is there, even if the word itself is not. Give Malleus a SO that is just as curious as he is too, and in their curiosity they both learn so much together and end up becoming magnificent rulers as well, simply because they bring so much new knowledge back to Briar Valley from their explorations and their thirst to know more means they are never afraid to evolve and improve their realm. Give Malleus a SO that is not afraid to take the extra step of having a spell or something performed on them to make their lifespan match that of Malleus if they are not fae. Briar Valley and, more importantly, Malleus’s family of Lilia, Silver, and even Sebek all approve of them.

And, of course, Leona Kingscholar? I love Leona so, so much. So it’s so hard for me to say what kind of SO would work best for him after reading so many fics with different takes that all seem equally fitting. Above all though, give Leona a SO that, just like with Jamil, chooses him first. Leona is their first choice. They could have anyone, choosing Leona, the besmirched second prince, is making everyone question their sanity, but his SO doesn’t give a shit. Leona is their choice and they don’t care what anyone else thinks or says. I think Leona’s SO has 2 sides to them, much like I feel Leona himself does. In public, Leona’s SO would be challenging. Pushing him to actually wake up and take charge of his life again. I feel like Leona and his SO would be the ultimate “they have already been married for 20 years” couple. Playful bickering, sassing, and teasing are a must in this relationship. It is law. But so are small signs of the absolute trust the two of them have in each other - Leona allowing his SO to pet his hair and ears (especially while he’s sleeping with his head in their lap), him allowing them to steal and eat some of his food, the SO allowing Leona to manhandle them into his space, them allowing Leona scent mark them very obviously and even growl at certain beastmen that he doesn’t like when they get too close without batting an eye at the possessive behavior. But when they are alone the other side of the relationship comes out. Leona wants to not only be recognized but also to be needed - so give him a SO that, behind closed doors, is soft and sweet. Have them praise him for his accomplishments, yes, no matter how seemingly small. He went to class today and that deserves praise. This man quite obviously suffers from depression and he needs the affirmation that the world is not there to destroy him. But beyond the praise, give him a chance to be soft to someone else. Let him have a chance to lower his tough act, just a little bit, and take care of someone else. He’s not some super caregiver, no. But being able to hold you close while you talk about your day? Nuzzle into your neck and breathe in the calming, familiar scent of you that, at this point, is now mixed quite nicely with his own? Lightly run his hands that are so capable of destruction soothingly up and down your arms and shoulders or through your hair? Leona may not be the traditional leader and caregiver, but by the Sevens, he will feign sleep to wait until his SO is actually asleep because he needs to make sure they are safe, so he needs to fall asleep last at the end of the day. Because that means that another day ended with his SO safe and sound and happy in his arms. And that’s worth so much more than a little lost sleep.

I just… I fucking love these Twisted Wonderland guys 🥺🥺🥺

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calmcoldevening · 4 months

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Slashers as mythical creatures Day 1

Michael Myers x reader

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎

Plot: Every fifty years, the villagers sacrificed the most beautiful girl to the dragon so that their village would continue to prosper. People believed that the dragon protects them from enemies and brings fertility. In legends, the dragon was described as a terrible cold-blooded monster that ate every sacrificed bride

Tw: mention of abuse in the past

Sorry for misspells, English is not my native language

Your feet slowly stepped on the slippery gravel, the cold water reached your ankles, but you tried not to show discomfort, fearing another aggression from your aunt. She was a tough woman who raised you since your mother died. And although she was supposed to take care of you, as promised to the head of the village, in fact your life with her was full of violence and pain. But it didn't matter now. It will all be over soon. Absolutely everything.

The wind caressed your face, red with tears, you couldn't cry anymore, there just weren't any tears left. You sat in tears all night before today, praying to all the gods that your death would be as painful as possible.

And here you were standing in this lake. The clear blue water glistened under the bright summer sun. Despite the hot summer, this place has always been cool. The trees surrounded the clearing in a tight ring, not missing a single ray of light.

Your heart was pounding in your chest, fearing the worst. All the days before this unfortunate event, you were treated somewhat better than your entire childhood life. At least they gave you more food. Your body was hidden only under a thin transparent cape and a light white dress, which surprisingly accurately emphasized your beauty and innocence. Your hair was neatly pulled up, and on your head was a kind of wreath of beautiful flowers and white roses.

Now you were here alone, absolutely alone. You've been told scary stories about an evil dragon before, but it always seemed to you that it was just fiction. Perhaps today you will just die here, alone in this forest, or you will be eaten by some wild animal. There are no dragons.

What was your surprise when life in the forest suddenly stirred and all the animals rushed away. In the distance, a rumbling sound like thunder could be heard. In the blink of an eye, the sky darkened, and you looked up in horror. The feeling of animal fear clenched uncomfortably in your stomach. A huge creature is hovering right above you, covering the summer sun with its body. You could feel your heart beating wildly in your chest, echoing in your ears. For a moment, you didn't even care about the fate of all these silly people, your instincts screamed at you to run away from here and you ran. She ran headlong towards the dense trees. But less than a minute later, a huge clawed paw painfully squeezed your waist, rough scales dug into your delicate pale skin.The air was knocked out of your lungs when you were lifted into the air. Your brain is filled with thoughts full of horror and fear of death. A few minutes ago you were ready to say goodbye to your life, but what now? Now your body is numb with fear in the clutches of a huge monster. Your tongue was numb and you didn't know what to do. It was too scary. You felt like a little sheep in the mouth of an evil predator. Your vision went dark and you felt the world around you disappear.

You woke up in a strange place. Your body ached and you let out a painful moan, opening your heavy eyelids. Bright sunlight hit my eyes, turning the room golden. As soon as your eyesight adjusted to the light, you slowly sat up on the bed, holding your throbbing head. Surprisingly fresh sweet air filled your lungs.

Everything was bright, really golden. You were lying on the white sheets of an amazingly large bed, all over the room there were various things here and there that could satisfy any whim of a young girl. And most importantly, in the center of the room there was a small pool with golden pebbles and red fish in it. The water was crystal clear.

Was it a dream? If so, it was amazingly colorful and sweet, you didn't want to wake up.

You hung your legs off the bed, your skin was tickled by a high fluffy carpet. Everything was bright and welcoming, it was a wonderful contrast to your life there in the village, surrounded by these stupid rude people who mocked you. You finally feel at home.

He was tall and scary, but not as terrible as he was described in children's horror stories. Rather, his appearance was simply unusual to the common man's eye. The man was surprisingly tall and well-built, a light translucent shirt was draped over his broad shoulders, and simple trousers, like those of an ordinary worker, were flaunted on his strong hips. Dark curls fell carelessly over his pale face, eyes with surprisingly long eyelashes.

What was your surprise when this handsome man turned out to be a terrible dragon. You bumped into him in the hallway when you were about to leave the premises of your new room and were confused by his oppressive presence. God, he was twice your size. His expression was unreadable.

Your days were similar to each other, but they were significantly different from your time in the village. Now you were on your own, no more reproaches and harsh words. Every morning you found different jewelry with precious stones under your bedroom door. Everything is surprisingly expensive. You looked like a little kid looking at a shiny trinket. You've never had jewelry. Now you were literally dressing up like a princess. His princess.

Now your clothes consisted of different light dresses. They were surprisingly thin, but comfortable. Although you blushed a little. The fabric of the blanket sat on your figure in an amazing way, emphasizing all your curves and dignity. But you were a little ashamed of it, after all, you were a little insecure about yourself. Of course, in the village you were only haunted by sidelong glances and humiliation. You didn't like your arms and thighs, and that slight plumpness of your body. It was just so embarrassing to wear such clothes.

His heart beat faster when his gaze caught on your innocent figure in such cute outfits. He wanted to hold you close, put his hands on your waist, but it wasn't the time yet. It would be wrong to scare you and push you away like that. He had to wait.

Day after day, you spent time in the house or the inner garden. You were also interested in the library of this place, although many of the books in it were in a language you didn't understand. This place was sunny and warm, as if you were living on a cloud right under the sun. It was a pleasure. At least I've been running into this strange man more and more often. His gaze warmed unusually when he looked at you. You found one of the recent entries in this strange language, and underneath it was the careless but beautiful signature 'Michael'.

You've grown closer over time. But he was silent all the time, not saying a word. You started to like his fleeting glances and that slight curve of his lips, the semblance of a smile. His hair was soft, and his muscles beneath his clothes were as hard as stone.

Michael loved touching you. At first, it was a fleeting touch, as if he accidentally touched your shoulder or elbow. Over time, he became bolder, seeing that you didn't mind, and began to hug you for real. His strong arms rested on your waist, and his broad chest pressed against your back. You were so perfect for his hands, and you were so perfect to hug. You were all perfect, created especially for him, for his hands, his kisses, his love. He squeezed your hips with unprecedented tenderness, stroking your flesh through the fabric of your dress, his fingers tracing patterns on your skin.

The perfect, damn perfect princess for him.

You were sitting between his legs, leaning your back against his strong, firm chest. His hands gently caressed your hair, combing it with a golden comb. Michael, with unusual affection, gathered your strands into his palm, running a comb over them in the hope of removing all the knots that remained after your lunch nap. Your vision blurred as you swayed a little in his arms, feeling too comfortable and warm in his arms. Michael's body was literally burning with heat. Your feet were dipped into the cool water, the fish tickled your ankles with their bright tails. It's so nice and peaceful.

He was a dragon. That's why you once had a chance to ride on his back. Strong gusts of wind caressed your hair, causing your cheeks to turn red from the pressure in the sky. Your hands clung to his light scales, shimmering under the sun. You were high in the sky. It was pretty damn scary.

After a couple of months of living in this strange place with Michael, you've gotten quite used to him. Living with a dragon was significantly different from the scary stories you were told in the village. The dragon was scary and terrifying. And now he was lying next to you on the bed, with his arms around you and his nose buried in your chest. He gently squeezed you in his arms, stroking your back with the tips of his nails. You stroked his curly hair, kissing him briefly on the forehead. A contented purr escaped from his chest. It was such a sweet and precious moment for both of you. You were quietly muttering some old song to yourself, soothing him. Michael closed his eyes contentedly, feeling that he was finally accepted. You weren't afraid of him, you didn't run away crying like the girls did with the other dragons. You were sweet and curious, you were perfect.

"Y/N...my promised bride."

#slashers x reader #michael myers imagine #michael myers x reader #michael myers #michael myers x you #michael myers x y/n

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princeloww · 22 days

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broadchurch fic recs !!

(Except I'm very picky and don't read Alec/Ellie fics)

Whumpuary Day 1: Secrets Revealed by AJWrites1998 (@bro-ken-spoon)

Summary: Ellie Miller was having the worst day of her life even before she got the text message. Takes place during season two, episode six.

Details Ellie's reaction to Alec getting his surgery (and telling her about it over text). Packed full of brilliant lines that are both clean and beautifully sensitive all at the same time. Spot-on characterisation, and quite a quick read. I personally really loved this one, and (as you'll probably notice) absolutely love this writer and their writing style.

All I Want For Christmas by AJWrites1998

Summary: The edges of his mouth turn down slightly, but he tries to play it off as thinking about whatever he’s managed to pull up on his computer. He sighs.

“Can’t,” he says, “Daisy’s visiting her mother for Christmas. She won’t be back till next week.”

Ah, so that’s what it was, then. He’s missing Daisy.

“Well, I guess if I can’t have Daisy, I’ll accept just you,” she says, then takes a sip of her own tea. She watches for his reaction over the top of the mug. He winces, but she didn’t exactly leave a lot of room to say no.

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Daisy's out of town for Christmas. Alec has some feelings on the matter. Ellie's there to help out.

Alec Hardy sick fic!!!! This is a Christmas themed one, but it definitely doesn't need to be Christmas time for it to be enjoyed. Ellie and Alec are written incredibly well - their interactions are so brimming with familiarity that you get the sense that these two characters really know each other, yet in such a spectacularly Hardy-Miller way. Very slice-of-lifey and quite low stakes. Very fun to read, and full of really sweet moments (like Alec helping Ellie put Christmas presents together).

A Hard Day's Night by AJWrites1998

Summary: “Well, she was right, even if you are feeling poorly now. We’ll get you some toast later on, when you’re feeling up to it again.” She feels the need to reinforce this, otherwise she fears he’ll take away the wrong lesson. Unfortunately, at the mention of food, he pales again. “No. No need. I’m never eating anything ever again.” he says, his face lined with pain. ------------ Alec Hardy doesn't usually eat anything at all. It's just his luck that the one time he does, it's gone bad. It's up to Ellie Miller to look after him.

Oh my god, I think this is my favourite Broadchurch fic ever. I think it deserves so much attention - it's amazingly written and honestly quite beautiful. It's witty, clever, and perfectly captures strong, familiar and platonic intimacy. This is another Alec sick fic where Ellie takes care of him. Their dynamic is really well written, and extremely accurate. The author clearly has a great understanding of the characters, and it really translates in this - and all of their - piece(s). Without giving too much away, I've got to say the hair scene is absolutely amazing. If you enjoy thinking of them in a queer platonic kind of way, this might be good for that? It's very intimate, in a way that is refreshingly platonic.

Over the Sea to Skye by lestatslestits (@lestatslestits)

Summary: five times Alec Hardy sang to his daughter while she was sick, and one time she sang to him instead.

Oops, it's another sick fic. I only read this one recently, but it is absolutely beautiful. The father-daughter relationship between Daisy and Alec is so compelling and sensitive, and every character is incredibly well written and characterised. I really, really recommend this one.

On this part, I'm going to go ahead and recommend lestatslestits' entire selection of Broadchurch fics. I've only read this one, because I genuinely literally just discovered it while writing this post, but I'm entirely confident that they are all amazing. I'm going to devour them as soon as I have a chance, and then probably devour their TOTA fics too. Amazing writer, please go check them out.

Mail Slot by capn_schmazz (whose tumblr I don't know)

Summary: Ellie thought about Alec in those first weeks of knowing him. Seeing if her memories were different now with this new information. They weren't. Not really. She wouldn't have ever guessed it if he hadn't trusted her enough to tell her, so she stopped thinking about those weeks and took a sip of tea in the present.

I am INSANE about this fic. It's absolutely perfect, yet subtle and meaningful and really impactful. Has suicide themes, as Alec tells Ellie about a past suicide attempt. It's really focused on the relationship between Ellie and Alec, as they have a late night/early morning conversation about first a case and then the past. Also one of my absolute favourites. The dynamic is so well done, and the characters are so well portrayed, that I had a tiny little David Tennant and Olivia Colman in my head as I read it. Genuinely, in my opinion, brilliant piece of writing.

I really really recommend all of these fics!! Please go check them out.

#david tennant #broadchurch #alec hardy #ao3 #writers on tumblr #broadchurch fanfiction #recs #fic recs #broadchurch fic recs

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fayes-fics · 1 year

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Meet Ugly

Pairing: Anthony Bridgerton x fem!reader

Summary: Two walks of shame, one lost wallet and one bruised nose.… it’s the start of something

Warnings: none really… hangovers, flirting and references to a one night stand.

Word Count: 1.6k

Authors Note: This is a very belated anon request fill from October (request: I read this idea and thought of you. You would be brilliant with the Walk of Shame one). Sorry it’s taken me months to write this Nonny, I only just had an idea for how it could play out. It's probably not how you envisioned, its mostly humour/fluff, but I hope you still enjoy. I went with Anthony for this one. <3

When you wake up on your friend's sofa, head fuzzy, a mouth of cotton wool, shoes dangling precariously off your feet over the end of the sectional, you decide maybe it's time to try dry January. Never mind that it’s March; it's never too late to turn over a new leaf, you justify to yourself, staring at movement on the ceiling that you hope is a spider, not your mind playing tricks.

You know your friends, such a lovely couple, are sleeping in their bedroom; it was very kind of them to let you crash at their flat. Not that drunk-you probably gave them much choice in the matter. You can be very persuasive after a few drinks, or more accurately, belligerent in a friendly, loving way.

Sitting up gingerly, you find your phone wedged under your left hip, amazingly still with enough battery to be useable. Rather than disturb them, you decide to order an Uber home and leave a note of thanks/apology on the fridge. You quietly pad to their kitchen, pour a quick glass of water and check your reflection in a mirror over the dining nook. Remarkably, your makeup is somewhat intact, and with a few finger-pulls, even your hair is mostly presentable. It will undoubtedly do for the ride home.

Slipping out of their front door a few moments later, you don’t expect to run face-first into a solid wall of human—yet you do.

“Owww,” you exclaim reflexively, even as you detect a hint of delicious cologne.

“Watch where you are going!” a deep, very well-spoken voice grouses as if you somehow have caused them injury rather than vice versa. Then his tone seems to change as he whips around and regards you. “Oh…” is his only retort.

You reel back, rubbing your nose from the impact, and squint up at the offending party, and you are quite lost for words yourself. Beautiful brown eyes on a very handsome stubbled face. He looks a little worse for wear, much as you, but no less attractive for it. Fitted shirt and tailored trousers that look rumpled but still achingly expensive.

“Apologies,” he mumbles, “I am a beast without a coffee in my system.”

“Likewise,” you nod with a sympathetic but brief smile, still rubbing your nose as it aches.

He is blocking your way to the lift, so you raise your eyebrow expectantly, hoping he will get the hint.

“Partying too hard?” he asks with a smirk. “Because I was,” he adds self-depreciatingly.

“Perhaps.” is all you are willing to concede at the moment.

“Sorry I was in your way; I uh just left the flat of this woman,” gesturing at the door directly opposite your friend's place, “and I've just realised I've left my wallet in there. But umm, I’m not sure I want to ring the bell and ask for it to be honest,” he winces, knowing what he says sounds bad.

“Not the best of one-night stands?” you quip.

He smiles. “Not really, no. It might be easier to report it stolen than face up to my own questionable decision,” he chuckles.

“Fair,” you shrug. “So, does that mean you have no way to get home?” You make small talk as you both seem to drift towards the lift. It appears he’s made up his mind to cut his losses with the wallet.

“Well, I still have my phone in my pocket. Oh, and, I um…” he winces as if embarrassed, “I have a driver.”

“Alright, Mr money bags,” you jest.

“Yeah, I know how it sounds,” he smiles, holding his hands up in defeat, “in my defence, it’s for the good of the country that I’m not driving myself this morning.”

“You could just take the Tube or Uber like the rest of us normal people,” you point out, waving the phone you hold.

“Got a long wait?”

You flick open the app and sigh. “Well, when I last looked, it was five minutes away. Now it appears the driver just cancelled the pickup. Bloody hell,” you roll your eyes.

“Well, that’s shitty,” he concedes as he punches the down button. “I think I spied a Costa just on the corner. How about I buy you an apology-about-your-nose coffee while you wait for another?” He posits.

“Okay,” you agree. “Wait, is my nose all red or something?” you ask, suddenly self-conscious

“A bit”, he chuckles, “but you still look lovely.”

Just then, the lift sweeps open, and you can see your reflection in the back wall. It looks bright red—not broken, but probably a touch bruised.

“Oh, just fucking great,” you sigh as you step in with him and fumble in your little evening crossbody bag for your compact. Some powder may help.

“So, are you regretting a one-night stand? Or do you not hate whiskey as much as I do right now?” he inquires sardonically as the lift jerks gently to life.

“I uhh might be regretting the tequila shots,” you offer, “but luckily, no one-night stand, not this time. This is the walk of semi-shame, just from a friend's place.”

“Ahhh,” he nods in understanding, “so, unlike me, you have nothing to be ashamed of.”

“Well, I might have invited myself to stay at theirs, not given them much choice, y’know? So maybe some shame,” you respond, and he chortles bemused.

“Bossy drunk?” he huffs, amused, as the lift opens on the ground floor.

“Opinionated,” you correct with a smirk, and he laughs aloud, chivalrously signalling for you to step out before him.

“Sounds like exactly what I would say,” he opines airily, taking a few paces to catch up and walk alongside, matching your stride. “You walk fast for a hungover person,” he observes.

“It’s amazing how quickly I move towards coffee,” you state and again can't help but feel something warm unfurl in your tummy at his noise of amusement. You don't think you've exchanged this much fun banter with anyone in months, especially with someone this good-looking.

You nod a silent thanks when he moves ahead to open the building door for you, and you walk the few doors to the coffee shop in companionable silence, the crisp morning air waking rather refreshing.

“Mmmmmm…” you inhale happily as the scent of coffee envelops you as you enter.

“…Coffee,” you sigh in unison and share a light-hearted giggle.

After you place your orders and he kindly pays using his phone, you grab a couple of armchairs by the window, the only customers at just after 8 am on a Sunday.

“I'm Anthony,” he offers, touching his chest as he leans back in his chair.

“Y/n,” you reply “thank you for the coffee, Anthony,” you hold up your paper cup in greeting.

“You are very welcome, y/n” he leans forward to press his cup to yours, and the look he shoots makes you feel hot before you’ve even taken a sip of your coffee.

“Please excuse me. I’m just going to order another Uber,” you explain, looking down at your phone, needing a less flustering distraction.

“My driver can take you to wherever you need to go,” he politely offers as you squint at your screen.

“Oh, that’s very kind,” you stumble, slightly taken aback, “but I could never impose like that.”

“It’s no imposition,” he insists casually, “and if you are concerned for your safety, I actively encourage you to share location with a friend, family member.. boyfriend?” The last word uttered with an inquisitive tone.

“No boyfriend,” you clarify, perhaps a little too quickly.

“Husband?”

“Haha, definitely not,” you deadpan.

“Girlfriend?” He hedges with a very playful expression. You almost want to roll your eyes at that predictable male behaviour but can’t help wanting to flirt back.

“Not my style,” you wink, and his responding grin does funny things to your insides.

“Well then, if no one would object to you pulling up at home in my car, I think you should do it,” he argues.

“Okay,” you capitulate, “on one condition.”

“Name it,” his gaze holding yours.

“You allow me to buy you brunch sometime as a thank you,” you offer before you can censor the idle thought.

“You have a bloody deal,” he answers instantly, eyes dancing in a way that catches your breath.

You have no idea what possesses you to make such an offer to a stranger. But there is something about him feels safe; trustworthy, despite his attractiveness, like he carries responsibility on his shoulders so effortlessly.

“So there are two things I’ll need to know,” his voice taking on a low velvety tone, “where you live and if you’re free in about two hours.”

“What for?” You frown.

“Brunch,” he shrugs with a winning smile.

You laugh; you didn’t mean today, but then, it’s not like you have any actual plans. You can feel Anthony watching you, a hopeful look on his gorgeous face. After a few moments of consideration, you pipe up with your suggestion.

“How about… we go for brunch now, then you drop me home?”

“I like the way you think,” he nods, breaking out into the most breathtaking smile, “let me just make a quick reservation. I know just the place,” he adds, getting up from his seat as his call connects.

“Shouldn't I pick where, if I’m paying?” you ask drolly.

“This place knows me—it’ll be my treat after all. Tell you what, you can pay next time,” he winks, and butterflies erupt in your ribcage at the prospect.

You settle back into the chair with a tiny smile tugging at your lips as you sip your drink and watch him wander away, making arrangements, your eyes lingering on his rather shapely rear.

Well, this could be the start of something very interesting...

Anthony taglist: @makaylan @foreverlonginguniverse @iboopedyournose @colettebronte @aintnuthinbutahounddog @margofiore @writergirl-2001 @heeyyyou @enichole445 @enchantedbytomandhenry @ambitionspassionscoffee @chaoticcalzoneranchsports @crowleysqueenofhell @bridgertontess @queenofmean14 @fiction-is-life @lilacbeesworld @eleanor-bradstreet @divaanya

#anthony bridgerton fanfiction #anthony bridgerton x reader #anthony bridgerton x female reader #anthony bridgerton x you #anthony bridgerton x y/n #anthony bridgerton imagine #anthony bridgerton #bridgerton fanfiction #bridgerton imagine #bridgerton x reader #bridgerton x female reader #bridgerton

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haveyouseenthishorrormovie · 2 months

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Not a poll request (so don't worry if you don't want to answer on the blog) but - could we get each of the mods' top 10 horror movies? (: I'd be so interested in hearing them!

Long post!

Mod Z:

*long sigh* *opens letterboxd*

2. Beau is Afraid (2023)

K-12 (2019)

NOTE: Yk what imma just leave this here

NOTE: a masterpiece i probably won’t rewatch for a long time but since i’m an ari aster truther it deserved this spot

3. Rocky Horror Picture Show (1975)

NOTE: Yes

4. The Crow (1994)

NOTE: Awesome ass movie. Awesome ass soundtrack. An absolute classic. I have the graphic novel it was based on and it’s one of the best things I have in my library

5. Carrie (1976)

NOTE: Stephen King’s the best at writing real characters <3

6. The Craft (1996)

NOTE: As a wicca myself, accurately depicted teen witches are my jam and this film did the best job at it

7. Bodies Bodies Bodies (2022)

NOTE: The only reason this isn’t in the top 5 is because i haven’t seen it in a while. If u had asked me in early 2023 i would’ve put this in second place for sure

8. Cam (2017)

NOTE: So underrated. Go watch this on Netflix now while u don’t know anything about it

9. Frankenweenie/Nightmare before Christmas/Edward Scissorhands

NOTE: CHILDHOOD (lumping them together cuz i couldn’t decide which tim burton film to add)

10. Smile (2022)

NOTE: okay wait this scared me shitless at the theatre and i just convinced myself this movie was bad to stop myself freaking out but this is a genuinely good and scary movie i’ve made up my mind

These are subject to change and Invisible Man (2020) definitely deserves an honorable mention but I haven’t seen it in a while to check if it still holds up

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Mod L:

The Thing (1982)

Absolute masterpiece. Perfect marriage of cast, visuals, music, and script. They (audiences in 1982) hated Jesus (John Carpenter) because he told them the truth.

2. Ravenous (1999)

I love social horror more than life itself, and this is a pitch-perfect example. I recommend Atun-Shei Films' Overanalyzing Ravenous, if you haven't seen it yet.

3. Ju-on: The Grudge (2002)

See above re: social horror. I never stop thinking about how this series was inspired by rising incidents of domestic violence in Japan - how the contagion of violence in the home spreads to anyone who comes in contact with it.

4. Demon (2015)

This would pair amazingly well with my next pick, which is:

5. La Llorona (2019)

To quote a friend of mine after we watched Demon, "there is no society without memory."

6. Black Christmas (1976)

Truly ahead of its time as a slasher, as well as in its politics. Ladies, never date a Peter, and DON'T trust the Toronto Police.

7. The Devils (1971)

Nobody was doing it like Ken Russell, and nobody ever will again.

8. The Changeling (1980)

This movie understands the greatest horror of all: Joseph Kennedy Sr.

9. Us (2019)

My favourite Peele to date, no I will not be budged on this point.

10. Peeping Tom (1960)

An extremely prescient film about the male gaze and the medium of film.

(Mod Sus releases their own once they get the braincells rubbing for more than 5 movies)

#not a poll #ask #ask the mods

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dead poets society scene that cannot be slept on any longer (im just rambling and analyzing the sillies and pretending to be smart. also spoilers loll)

I GET THAT THE DEAD POETS SOCIETY BARELY HAS A FANDOM BUT WHY DOES EVERYONE SLEEP ON THE PUNCH SCENE WITH CHARLIE AND CAMERON?? IT'S GENUINELY SO WELL WRITTEN AND PROBABLY ONE OF THE BEST DIALOGUE SCENES I'VE SEEN IN FILM??? HELLO?????

every single actor in this scene does such an amazing job. they genuinely all feel like such real and complex characters it's insane.

i don't care if you hate cameron's character but you cannot deny that his scene was amazingly pathetic. his actor did such a perfect job at portraying him almost like a rat backed into a corner. he's doing everything he can to save himself, telling himself he's the one in the right, the one with common sense, when he knows he's faking it. all his dominance is such a pathetic lie and it's genuinely impressive to watch it be portrayed so accurately. it is exactly what it's like to watch someone desperately claw for an ounce of respect. cameron was always a desperate character, and the moment he got the chance to drop his friends and come out "higher" than them, it just made him even sadder to watch.

and meanwhile charlie's the perfect example of failed justice and passion being outpoured all at once. he has so much determination and desire to stand up for what he believes, but it's all pouring out at once. he doesn't know how to handle all of it. he knows he's done for but he can't give up for the life of him, and it all comes out in a solid swing to cameron's face. that single punch probably sums up everything about charlie, and honestly everything i love about him as a character. he seems like a menace-y little bastard, but at the end of the day he just genuinely wants to do what he thinks is right. he's fiercely protective of the people he looks up to but he'll never admit it. that little shit has ZERO clue how to handle his emotions rationally and it's honestly respectable. he doesn't know exactly who he is, but his values are so strong that he's unknowingly guided by them. basically he's just a silly little guy and i hope he punches people more often :3

AND TODD THE BELOVED <33 he is so underrated in this scene it's insane. every word feels like it's falling out of him. he's lost his best friend and he's lost all control over himself. it's powerful seeing such quiet and reserved character unwillingly transform into everything they've been trying to keep down. i will forever be in love with how his character completely breaks down after neil's death. this is kinda just me projecting but he fr feels like a representation of all of my own thoughts when breaking down, except he's actually voicing them. todd supremacy for-fucking-ever.

THE OTHERS ARE ALSO SPECIAL TOO BUT THEY DONT GET A LOTTA LINES FOR ME TO ESPECIALLY ANALYZE SO IM JUST GONNA ADD RANDOM TIDBITS OF THE OTHERS HERE.

i absolutely adore how knox acts in this scene. especially his lines of "don't touch him charlie, you do and you're out," and then for that to be followed by "you don't know that" after charlie's little "i'm out anyway"?????? knox's entire personality in this movie might be about trying to rizz up girls (and it's a little concerning now but it was a different time guys please he's silly guys i swear), but he's honestly SOO sweet when he's not focused on that. he's just as protective of his friends and it's so nice seeing him be the voice of reason. like did u guys not see how quickly he reached for charlie when he was about to kick cameron's ass????? he genuinely wants the best for his friends and he knows them well enough to try and stop them from doing any irrational shit (even tho it failed later but shshsh). love knox for that.

meeks and pitts don't say anything in this scene, but their looks alone give off so much. you can just SEE how much meeks feels betrayed by cameron, and then pitts looks like he's still trying to process the fact that cameron would even do something like that. it's honestly so sad but god it's so amazing to watch.

anyways thank u for coming to my ted talk plspls ask me about films or drop ur random analyzations to me im so desperate to analyze my favorite little guys :33

#dead poets society #analyzing #ramblings #film loser analyzes 6 white boys real #i swear im normal

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[Bake Bread] 1/2

Minecraft Single Player! Yuu AU

Summary: Yuu baked(?) bread for Azul.

Yuu has insanely fast-growing wheat on their farm located at Ramshackle grounds. Azul has been so, so shifty about wanting to own the property, but he has continuously and fabulously failed at acquiring it.

But what kind of business man is Azul to give up on such an opportunity? Wheat can take up to 2/3rds of the year to grow, but the wheat this abnormal student plants takes approximately 1 and a half days to be completely grown! Not only that, it is beautifully, so beautifully consistent in its quality.

Yes, sure, there are PLENTY of magic agriculture brands that sell amazingly consistent produce, but this wheat? This wheat is terrifyingly accurate to the industry standard. Azul had to confirm to his two associates that no, he was in fact not tripping balls ("You are MALDING over overrated grass, Azul. You sound just like Jade.")

Just to confirm that he wasn't insane, he had gotten his hands on some legally obtained samples of the wheat (He politely asked for a bundle of wheat from Yuu with a contract where he promised to not commercialize nor generate defamation/slander associated with Yuurmom because of the wheat.) and had Jade take it to his Science Club to study it.

Even according to that Heartsyabul Clover, he was thoroughly impressed at the remarkably consistent quality of the wheat.

Trey had kindly indulged Jade's questions about the wheat, explaining one of the most business-booming, profit-generating, game-breaking facts about this produce

This wheat does not expire.

It doesn't expire? Are you kidding? No preservatives, no drying processes, no water rot, none? None at all?

As Clover explains, "Uhh, yeah. It doesn't go bad even when carried around for months. Yuu gifted me some, but I don't exactly know how to process wheat into flour, so it's been sitting in the pantry for some time now. I've been wanting to put it to use though, so this week I'll be meeting with Deuce, Epel, and Jack to help me process it."

So yeah, Azul is definitely NOT crazy for losing his mind over this farm that Yuu has going on. If he can have Yuu make a contract with him to exclusively sell their harvests to Mostro Lounge, he'd be booming! Fast crops, no preservatives, no need to watch for shelf life, do you even understand what kind of miracle crop this student has?!

When Azul comes knocking at Yuu's door once more, he is greeted with the expected presence of the Ramshackle Housewarden, but also a basket of... Flatly stacked pixelated bread?

"Why, Yuu, I wasn't aware you enjoy my company so much!"

"Come in. Bread, eat."

Azul is slightly surprised by the sudden hospitality, but accepts it to see if he can further his advances in getting his hands on those crops.

Upon being seated in the common room, Yuu takes one of the breads from the basket and begins to eat it in their really loud and strange way. Crumbs are flying everywhere, yet not one speck actually makes it onto the couch or floor. Azul wishes he could forget the way Yuu tried to eat the food at Mostro Lounge for the first time.

Jade sets the plate down, and gives a simple smile, "Please enjoy your food." Deuce and Ace usher various forms of a curt "Thanks." before digging in, but Yuu continues to stare at the plate in front of them. Ace raises an eyebrow, but before he got to make a snarky comment, Yuu grabs their Sirloin Steak with Mushroom Sauce and Stir-Fried Vegetables with their bare hand and proceeds to begin ripping at it.

Ripping is not a strong enough word to describe their eating process, Yuu's mouth was barely open yet there were steak shreds and mushroom sauce flying everywhere. The two little card soldiers were trying to fend themselves from the food splatter onslaught, Jade was collapsed to his knees trying to hold in his laughter, Floyd dropped the food he was supposed to serve in opt of releasing howling laughter, and Azul felt like crawling into a ditch.

.. Maybe this was a more prominent memory for Azul than he initially thought.

But! Azul has persisted through worse, really strange eating mannerisms do not compare to the Leech's impulsive personalities. Therefore, this is nothing.

"So, Housewarden, how do you fare? I can see that this place has recently been cleaned well, was that your doing?"

The sounds of disconcertingly loud bread munching fill the room for a solid 4 seconds. Yuu is staring straight at Azul, and Azul stares back. Azul dully notes that their pupils are square-shaped. He's aware of slit eyes and horizontally slit eyes, as evidenced by goat beastfolk, but he's unsure if a person with square pupils is simply born like that or had an extreme cosmetic surgery.

Yuu audibly gulps and burps after finishing their loaf, the bread vanishing from their hand with the blink of an eye.

There are a lot of things running through Azul's mind right now, but his goal was not forgotten. Get closer with Yuu, get that wheat, make business boom. Thus, he slightly extends his hand out to the basket of pixelated bread that is stacked upon each other like cards, "Mind if I have some?"

Yuu nods, so Azul reaches out with his gloved hand to take one of the reasonably sized hard-as-rock pixelated loaves of bread.

He goes in with two hands to rip the bread in half, but finds that it is rock solid. Of course it is. It is a physical slab of a pixelated graphic of a loaf of bread. Azul feels a bit stupid. ("Of course you are, normie! You should've expected that!")

Despite the failed first attempt, Azul tries to rip at it once more with more force. Fingertips pressed into the slab, he pulls his arms away from each other horizontally in a final attempt.

rrrip

Rip? Azul looks at the now split pieces of bread in his hands, and the previous rock-solid pixelated graphic has turned into actual bread.

Azul blinks. He looks at the basket of bread, and the pixel graphic was still there stacked neatly. Bringing his arms back, he observes the bread in his hands that looks to be an ordinary, warm, freshly baked loaf of bread that bore no resemblance to what he initially held in his hands prior to tearing it.

"You ever eat bread before?"

Azul nearly whips his head up to look at Yuu, who's unconcerning gaze never left him.

Pushing up his glasses, Azul speaks, "I assure you I know of bread, Housewarden. I was simply wondering.."

There are a lot of questions Azul wants to ask, those related and unrelated to the current situation, but he pulls through and selects a question that would give him more insight to the Housewarden's stranger properties.

"I was thinking about how you made this. It's still fresh and warm after all. I didn't know the oven in here was operable, no offense to you and your skilled craftsmanship."

Yuu shrugs, "Just 3 wheat, bread made."

Azul blinks.

"Do you mean 3 pounds of wheat? That's quite a lot of crop to process."

"No. 3 wheat makes 1 bread."

Azul Ashengrotto is one of the youngest genius businessmen to enter the world. His thorough work and sound words carry his reputation as smoothly as sea currents, letting all know of his benevolence and charm. However, such skill was not born from nothing. The young man had persisted through harder times, fought his way to the top, wrangling only the best of deals and people to keep his position rising, an experienced businessman as he is no stranger to challenge.

However, interacting with this abnormal Housewarden has somehow managed to shake the reality and logic of such a esteemed man more than thrice.

".. Do you mind explaining what that means, Housewarden? I feel that you might be referring to a unit of measurement from your home, which I'm unfortunately not familiar with."

Continued in part 2

#twst au #twst yuu #mcsingleplayer yuu au #disney twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #azul ashengrotto #azul twst #azul twisted wonderland #twst azul

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soracities · 1 year

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What do you think about the Waves by Virginia Woolf ?

i absolutely love love love love loved The Waves--it took me forever to read and i think it was taxing in a way too because the rhythm is so distinct; it's very much a book you need to take slowly and also meet on its own terms but oh god when you do!! the incantatory shimmering net of her prose !!! the stunning visual intensity she has (i don't know if i've come across a more visually alert writer (maybe banville); i distinctly remember woolf describing a dragonfly at some point like a darting stitch which to this day remains one of the most searingly accurate instances of language i've ever read) !!! this kaleidoscopic flow of voices, sounds, feelings...the motion throughout the whole book of moving within time then out of time, which is to say from time (days, hours etc) and into Time (historic time, recollected time, internal time as its felt not necessarily lived) and then back again--from the particular to the expansive, from painful isolation that can't seem to ever be broached to the interconnectedness that runs through all the book's voices--they're like disparate strings that are so distinct from each other and yet you also cannot sever them from one another either, i don't think: whenever the characters come together, even through their pettiness and misunderstandings, even through the nebulous notions of "self-hood" the book looks at ("Who am I? I have been talking of Bernard, Neville, Jinny, Susan, Rhoda, and Louis. Am I all of them? Am I one and distinct? I do not know."), there's this dazzling chorus that takes over the page which is just astonishing to read for me.

there is very little that is fixed in this book and while there is very much a sense of being tossed about, it never feels chaotic or haphazard to me because the mere fact of the book's fluidity and the recurring motion (either in its layout or in the images and the lines that keep getting repeated) is the one (relatively) solid thing that runs through it. it's fragmented in an amazingly cohesive way which is, i guess, what being is like: there is an individuality that is both here and not here, not unlike the constant interplay of light and shadows. i remember after reading it there was this line by octavio paz that i kept thinking of where he says "all is visible and all elusive, / all is near and can't be touched" which sums up so much of The Waves for me. it's a book that you kind of have to let happen to you, and even then i think it's something that one reading is nowhere near enough for! but anyways, yes, i loved it. a lot!!!

#v dear friend of mine said woolf is someone who never seems to put a word wrong and he's right entirely #ask #anonymous #book talks

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slayerkitty · 8 months

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Visual Effects in Only Friends MV part 2

The second song on the Only Friends OST dropped today; So What? by the amazing Ford Arun. Much like the first MV for Only Friends, this one is also has visual frameworks that made me stop and stare.

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Just like my first post on this subject, where I talked about the late 90s/early 00s aesthetic of the show as well as controlled voyeurism (aka we only see what they want us to see), these themes show up again here, but a little differently. Unlike the Let's Try MV and the BTS vids which use multiple different effects and transitions as well as framing a lot of the scenes to look like (possibly) 90s camcorder footage, So What? has two visual effects (I think technically three, and I'll point out why I say it this way in a minute).

The first one is the camcorder footage effect. Except that it's even different from the Let's Try MV. While the Let's Try MV has the "play" prompt onscreen and time stamps, it now, to me, feels more like CCTV video than camcorder video. The video effect on So What? is definitely camcorder footage because it is time and date stamped.

Now, the time and date stamp is February 1st, 2020 at 6:06pm for every screen it appears on, which to me cannot be an accurate date/time for any of the scenes. Several of these scenes were from episodes 4, 5, 6, or potentially yet to air. Chuem drops info about Covid in episode one and in February of 2020, we were so early into the pandemic during that time that I'm not sure she would have referred to it so casually, plus with no Covid precautions being taken onscreen it does feel the show is set currently (aka 2023).

Why this date? Why 6:06pm? WHAT IS JOJO TRYING TO SAY HERE? Is this a specific reference to something upcoming on the show? Is this date famous in Thailand for something? Did he just pull a date and time out of a hat?

Onto the second effect: the yellow text on the screen is back! It was heavily used as a visual effect in episode one, and after a discussion with @ignoranaxed I did add it to my Narrative Frameworks post where I'm tracking visual effects on the show. We discussed whether or not this was an homage or reference to SKAM Norway, an extremely popular coming of age teen drama that had an amazingly done queer season (Season three. If nothing else, stop what you're doing and go watch SKAM Norway season three. You can thank me later). The show was so popular it has been remade in Spain, Italy, France, Germany (named Druck), Belgium (named WtFock), the United States and has even been announced as a Korean (BL?) drama for next year.

Is this an actual homage? I came down on the side of maybe. I can't swear it is, but I can't say it isn't. That yellow text on the screen is iconic due to SKAM Norway, and it is used in every single remake of the show (if Korea doesn't use it, I will cry. Also, if Korea doesn't release/air it in the same way, I will cry). Leaving that aside, the yellow text is in Thai, and as yet, I have no idea what it says because my subs only translated the song lyrics, not the onscreen words. If anyone who knows Thai can help me with this, I would love you forever because there's one other thing that shows up in yellow on the screen, and it's this:

WHY AN ELLIPSES, JOJO? WHAT DID IT SAY BEFORE THIS? I NEED TO KNOW WHY IT'S TRAILING OFF. IS IT TO BE CONTINUED? THE NOT KNOWING WILL DRIVE ME INSANE.

Onto the third , but maybe not really an effect: Is Ford photoshopped in here?

I ask this because if he is (and I can't quite tell but I think maybe?) then does that mean this is future footage coming up on the show? Or, like Let's Try MV did with it's extra SandRay footage in the car, was this just shot for the MV? I'm curious to see what people think on this.

Now for the rest of the MV where I just melt down because WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS DRAMA BETWEEN YO AND PLUG, JOJO? YOU CAN'T DO THIS. Also, is this Sand hugging Yo?

You can't do this to my girl. This will hurt.

Do we think this is Boston and Nick potentially going ice skating or roller skating? Because if it's roller skating, JOJO I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER.

In summary, the visual frameworks are back in play once again and what they're choosing to show and how feel important.

Tagging the ephemerality squad: @waitmyturtles, @wen-kexing-apologist, @ranchthoughts, @chickenstrangers, @lurkingshan, @twig-tea, @clara-maybe-ontheroad, @distant-screaming

Apologies to anyone I missed. If you would liked to be tagged in my OF posts/meta, please let me know and I will add you.

#only friends the series #only friends meta #thai bl #ephemerality squad #Youtube

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biggestsimponhere · 10 months

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FANFIC WRITERS APPRECIATION POST 🥳🥳🥳

It’s me again, i said i was doing one every month and i meant it. (Hopefully this will spark some of you to make a post like this too). Same as before this will have what i read from them but many of them do make other amazingly good content so be sure to check that out. Also some writers may also be on the other posts (Theres three of them) (probably everyone from that post will be here again)

Hi! It’s me 😇 I’ve done this for like three months now i think, i don’t really remember 😭 I’ve come back to tell you that you are all amazing writers, you’re this apps backbone and we couldn’t do it without you!!! Reading fanfics is an escape for most of us or more accurately probably all of us. You guys are such such such good writers. I love coming on here to new content pretty much everyday. It means so much to me that you guys put time and effort into creating such beautiful stories. You’re all so good at writing. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. I read a lot a lot so having fanfics to read especially with the thought and detail some of you put in it just so fun. Much love 🫶🏻. Most of us write for fun because it’s honestly amazing to put out fanfics for us and you all and it means so much when you show your support by commenting or re-blogging or doing both just so we all know you like our work!!! I LOVE YOU ALL SO SO MUCH KEEP DOING YOU!!! THANK YOU FOR FEEDING US OUR FANFICS!!! (Did i sneak myself in this post… yes, yes i did because i write for almost all of these characters if not all of them soon) (I do try to expand every characters writers with each post but sometimes i just don’t find anymore 😕)

PSA - If you would like me not to include you in these anymore please let me know cause i would understand if you don’t like being tagged in a post every month

Steve harrington- @luveline @justmeinadaze @forever-rogue @upsidedownwithsteve @erin-bo-berin @forevermoreharrington

Steddie x reader - @imjuststeddietrashatthispoint @justmeinadaze

Robin buckley x reader - @biggestsimponhere @ashwhowrites @robinsno1lesbian

Nancy wheeler x reader - @biggestsimponhere @robinsno1lesbian @ronancelver

Jonathan byers x reader - @biggestsimponhere

Eddie munson x reader - @collectivecloseness

Steve murphy x reader - @holbrook-boyd @ionlyjoinedforboydholbrook @wardenparker

Javier peña x reader - @ithebookhoarder @wardenparker @lokischocolatefountain

Joel miller x reader - @bubbles-for-all-of-us @avenging-fandoms @finnsbubblegum @knivesareout @thyme-in-a-bubble @soulofapatrick

Tommy miller x reader - @soulofapatrick

Din djarin x reader - @beskarandblasters @jb2856 @sunflowersteves @pagesfromthevoid @saradika @make-me-imagine

Poe dameron x reader - @dailyreverie @eyelessfaces @chloe-skywalker

Cassian Andor x reader - @ghostofskywalker @dameronscopilot @hoeforevery1 @djarindroid

Obi wan Kenobi x reader - @hoeforevery1 @make-me-imagine @buckyarchives

Anakin skywalker x reader - @anakinskywalkerog @starlazergazer

#biggestsimponhere #fanfic writers appreciation post #steve harrington x reader #steddie x reader #robin buckley x reader #nancy wheeler x reader #jonathan byers x reader #eddie munson x reader #steve murphy x reader #javier peña x reader #din djarin x reader #poe dameron x reader #cassian andor x reader #obi wan kenobi x reader #anakin skywalker x reader #stranger things #narcos #star wars #the mandalorian

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mysticstronomy · 11 months

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WHAT WAS BEFORE THE BIG BANG??

Blog#304

Saturday, June 10th, 2023

Welcome back,

In the beginning, there was an infinitely dense, tiny ball of matter. Then, it all went bang, giving rise to the atoms, molecules, stars and galaxies we see today.

Or at least, that's what we've been told by physicists for the past several decades.

But new theoretical physics research has recently revealed a possible window into the very early universe, showing that it may not be "very early" after all. Instead it may be just the latest iteration of a bang-bounce cycle that has been going on for … well, at least once, and possibly forever.

Of course, before physicists decide to toss out the Big Bang in favor of a bang-bounce cycle, these theoretical predictions will need to survive an onslaught of observation tests.

Even earlier, this thinking goes, at some point our entire universe — all the stars, all the galaxies, all the everything — was the size of a peach and had a temperature of over a quadrillion degrees.

Amazingly, this fantastical story holds up to all current observations. Astronomers have done everything from observing the leftover electromagnetic radiation from the young universe to measuring the abundance of the lightest elements and found that they all line up with what the Big Bang predicts.

As far as we can tell, this is an accurate portrait of our early universe.

But as good as it is, we know that the Big Bang picture is not complete — there's a puzzle piece missing, and that piece is the earliest moments of the universe itself.

That's a pretty big piece.

The problem is that the physics that we use to understand the early universe (a wonderfully complicated mishmash of general relativity and high-energy particle physics) can take us only so far before breaking down.

As we try to push deeper and deeper into the first moments of our cosmos, the math gets harder and harder to solve, all the way to the point where it just … quits.

The main sign that we have terrain yet to be explored is the presence of a "singularity," or a point of infinite density, at the beginning of the Big Bang. Taken at face value, this tells us that at one point, the universe was crammed into an infinitely tiny, infinitely dense point. This is obviously absurd, and what it really tells us is that we need new physics to solve this problem — our current toolkit just isn't good enough.

To save the day, we need some new physics — something that is capable of handling gravity and the other forces, combined, at ultrahigh energies. And that's exactly what string theory claims to be: a model of physics that is capable of handling gravity and the other forces, combined, at ultrahigh energies. Which means that string theory claims it can explain the earliest moments of the universe.

One of the earliest string theory notions is the "ekpyrotic" universe, which comes from the Greek word for "conflagration," or fire.

In this scenario, what we know as the Big Bang was sparked by something else happening before it — the Big Bang was not a beginning, but one part of a larger process.

Extending the ekpyrotic concept has led to a theory, again motivated by string theory, called cyclic cosmology. I suppose that, technically, the idea of the universe continually repeating itself is thousands of years old and predates physics, but string theory gave the idea firm mathematical grounding.

The cyclic universe goes about exactly as you might imagine, continually bouncing between big bangs and big crunches, potentially for eternity back in time and for eternity into the future.

Originally published on space.com

COMING UP!!

(Wednesday, June 14th, 2023)

"WHAT IS VACUUM DECAY??"

#astronomy #outer space #alternate universe #astrophysics #spacecraft #universe #white universe #space #parallel universe #astrophotography

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nagisasstunningpersonality · 2 years

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What’s this about koro Q and karmagisa?

Okay strap yourself in. This became a Karma sexuality meta. warning for koro q spoilers.

This centres around Bitch Sensei and her 'charm' ability. Note that Nagisa 'charms' (read: he doesn't actually, everyone just thought he was hot) 3E in chapter two, but what I'm talking about here is the sort of mind-control ability, which is consistently represented by a heart around the head.

This section of the panel speaks clearly. You can only be charmed if you're attracted to women. Hell, "are you gay" is right there (I don't have access to the Japanese rn so I can't double check the exact wording).

We see later that Karasuma is unaffected. Again, I can't check the exact wording right now, but I imagine the original Japanese is pretty similar. I think here, the implication is that Karasuma is somewhere on the ace spectrum.

We get to a point in the chapter where all the 3E men are enchanted. It works on EVERYONE except Karma and Nagisa. Now why might that be, hm? So at this point, the inference we can take from this is that neither of them are attracted to women.

(okay, Korosensei was pretending to be infected, but he has magic big bad powers so he doesn't count)

She even throws them off a tower for it. Maybe Irina moonlights a writer for the CW.

Amazingly they still continue to argue about it when everyone's safe. They address that it's a little abnormal for Karasuma to not have been affected. But... Karma and Nagisa are just stood there, in the same boat, and this is never addressed. Interesting.

So that's Evidence One, right.

So Evidence Two, which is the juicy bit, is actually on the last ever page of Koro Q. And lemme tell you, I bought this book the day it came out (physically, in Japan) and my jaw dropped. Yet nobody really knows about it and it's honestly upsetting.

Basically, Nagisa says something wholesome and Okajima and Mimura are like 'oh no he's hot'. Which I mean, Nagisa's adorable I can't blame the guys. What's important to note is that they use the exact same design as with Bitch Sensei, which implies it follows similar rules.

But then we get to the holy panel.

Yes, Karma is infatuated. With Nagisa. Official adjacent material where Karma is explicitly attracted to Nagisa. I think it's pretty obvious why this is kind of a big deal. And also why I headcanon him as gay nowadays.

But, you might point out, he said he liked Okuda in Kyoto!

...Okay what you have to understand about Japanese is it's reaaaaally vague and contextual sometimes. So when you translate the meaning to English, it comes off with a slightly different nuance. In other words, I think it's a little stronger with implied romance in English.

Maehara says "Ki ni naru ko iru?" which is translated as 'is there a girl you're interested in?'. And yes, this is accurate, but even despite the obvious context the phrase 'ki ni naru' can also mean 'to care about', 'feel anxious about', or even interest in a non-romantic way. So there's that to contend with.

Either way though, Karma's reasoning is that she can make him chloroform or something. What he actually says in a nutshell is like 'the scope of my schemes can widen'. I don't reaaaally take that as much of a romantic admission. I stan their friendship though, to be clear.

TLDR, that tangent aside, to me at least this is the single (close to) canon 'no way of denying it' instance of Karma being attracted to anybody. And it's glorious. Hence, Karmagisa is at least half canon in Koro Q.

I say half because we never get any kind of confirmation that Nagisa likes Karma. All we know is he's not straight.

(I mean, there's also that time where the uh official card game chose to promote an event with shirtless Karma and Nagisa posed beside each other, and Isogai looking fucking horrified. They made it worse when, in the game, a line I can only translate as "what do you want to do with me Karma?" appeared beside said shirtless image of Nagisa).

#karmagisa #its canon what can i say #karma akabane #nagisa shiota #ass class #assassination classroom #ansatsu kyoushitsu

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bouncybongfairy · 9 months

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Business Partners

Lip Gallagher x Fem Reader

Summary: While helping Lip with the Ice Cream truck, things take a heated turn.

Work Count: 2.5k+

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It was a hot summer day on the Southside. The type of heat that requires two cold showers a day to rinse accumulating sweat. You were sitting on the porch with a couple of neighborhood friends. The living room was the only room with a swamp cooler and your dad was hosting a poker game with a couple of buddies. You didn’t want to be around all the cigar smoke. At least outside there was air circulation to slightly combat the heat. You swatted a fly away from your face and sighed. It was 5pm, and the sun was just barely letting up. Your friends had left, unable to take the scorching heat any longer. You were happy they left early because you were about to offer a blunt that your dad rolled for you; which meant it would be rolled extremely well. After lighting it you looked around and saw Lip on his porch. He was wearing a muscle tank and shorts. His hair that was normally wild was slightly weighed down slightly with sweat.

Distracted by his appearance you didn't immediately notice that he was walking towards you. As he got closer, he took one last drag of the cig and flicked it into the street. Not wanting to show the insecurity, you didn't change your position on the porch; your back was pressed against the small cement wall with your legs crossed and lay straight out on a step.

"Hey, you're uh, Y|N right?" He asked, crossing his arms.

"Yes," You said.

"Are you busy?" He asked.

"I'm sorry, do I know you?" You said; of course you knew him, not personally, but his reputation precedes him.

"No, I was a teacher's aid in your 5th period math class this last year. I graded alot of your work and you are fucking amazingly quick and accurate with 90% of your work. Anyway, I have an ice cream truck that I operate with a neighbor but he can't make it tonight. I was wondering if you would help me tonight? If not, it's cool though," He said, using both hands to push his hair back.

"Give me like 30 minutes?" You asked standing up.

"See you at 5:30," He said.

After walking back into the house and saying hello to your dad and his friends you dart to your room. You look around your room trying to figure out what to wear. You weren't scared or nervous to hang out with him. You had been in relationships with people and maybe even had one or two one night stands. The idea of hanging out with a new boy didn't intimidate you in the slightest. You grab your pink cotton mini skirt and a white tank top before going to the bathroom to rinse your body off and change clothes. It only took you about 15 minutes to get in and out of the bathroom. Once you get back to your room you start gathering your stuff into a purse. Simple things like chapstick, mascara, vape, and your wallet. You threw a cardigan on and grabbed your phone before heading out.

You gave your dad a bullshit excuse about hanging out at your friend Jenny's house as you left. Once you walk outside, the beat up ice cream truck pulls up to the curb outside your house. Having to pull a couple of times you finally get the passenger door open. There wasn't a passenger seat, only a white fold out chair that was set up. You take your cardigan off and lay it over the seat before sitting.

"Am I allowed to smoke in here?" You asked, taking out the barely smoked blunt that you were puffing on earlier.

"Only if you share," He said playfully, starting to head towards the park.

"So do you only sell ice cream?" You asked.

"Straight to the point? We sell joints but nothing more extreme than that. Distribution to a minor isn't a charge that I really want," He said, you handed him the blunt which he carefully took.

"I don't think it'll matter if you want it once you have it," You said laughing.

"Fair enough," He said.

Once you got to the park things became way more relaxed. Lip explained not to sell to kids who are too young; if a dad came to the car with kids try to insinuate what you guys really sell. There was a line of about four people, you were trying to get through them as quickly as you could considering it was starting to get dark. Lip was behind you rolling joints as fast as you were selling them. Having him behind you was making your stomach flip every once in a while. It reminded you of when you would make contact with each other in math class. It happened at least once everyday that Lip would bother to show up. He has such a poker face that it can be hard to read him, most of the boys at your school were clueless. You could read them as easily as Doctor Seuss, they only really cared about a few particular things: sex, drugs, overly sexist pop culture figures and other frivolous concepts. There was no mystery to them because they were all overly vocal and aggressive. As if you were engaging in a conversation they started, was verbal confirmation that you were into them.

Lip on the other hand, didn't feel the need to be aggressive or out spoken to maintain a certain level of masculinity; which is extremely attractive. You had also heard from the grapevine that he was extremely good in bed. This intrigued you because the couple boys you had slept with were.. bad to put in bluntly. It always felt so impersonal, it went from kissing directly sex which at times was painful. One of your friends confided in you about when she and Lip hooked up at a party. It was the first time anyone had given her head before they had sex. She explained to you that she never realized that penetrative sex could be so enjoyable. Everything about him was just so intoxicating. The way he made eye contact from the moment he started a conversation to the moment he ended it. You broke your day dreaming to help the last customer who came up to the window. He was an older man in a construction uniform. Before you could even greet him Lip put a hand on your shoulder and motioned for you to sit down.

You sit down and light one of the joints that he rolled. The man kept trying to peer over the window to see you but Lip kept moving to block his view; this made you blush a deep shade of red. It was things like that: instead of calling him out verbally he used more subtle ways of proving his point. This just touched on how smart and strategic he was in his actions. You tuck your hair behind your ear and stare up at Lip. He was still wearing that muscle-tee, exposing his shoulders and arms. Due to the heat, his body was covered in a thin layer of sweat. Making his features pop out that much more. He closed the window and pulled out another chair to sit down with you. You pass him the joint and cross your legs.

"What do you think of the business?" Lip asked.

"I think I deserve 20% of today's profits," You said, smirking.

"Usually 10% is average for new business partners," He said.

"Yeah well, I am a bit over qualified as you admitted," You said.

"Fair enough," he said letting the joint hang from his lips as he pulled a wad of cash out of his pocket, "20% of 300 is-"

"60 bucks," You said, interrupting him, holding out your hand. He laughed and handed the money to you.

"Oh I wasn't being super serious, you keep it. I've already been smoking your supply so don't even worry about it," You said pushing the money back.

"Well it would have been worth it. I love Kev to death but he needs a fucking calculator while he serves people," Lip said ashing the joint into a glass mug.

You made small talk about life, you told him about the job you have at your dad's liquor store. Lip was surprised that you held a job considering your grades. You explained how you're gonna use school as a tool to leave the Southside. It's not like you hated living here but you really wanted to live in California. He explained to you that he wasn't concerned with school right now but that maybe one day he would go. You didn't bother giving him the 'if you just applied yourself' speech because you were sure he heard it a million times over. After sitting at the park for a while you convince Lip to go to one of your favorite food spots: Gus Jr.

"Wouldn't it be funny if we left the truck hotboxed so that when we open the window to pay the worker gets blasted with smoke?" You propose while taking a rag.

"Where do you come up with this shit, that's an amazing idea," Lip said laughing and extending his arm to get the joint.

Lip committed so hard to the scheme that he got out of the car to order in order to keep the smoke from escaping through the opened window. You got a chicken burger and Lip got a standard cheeseburger. Once he got back in the car you both lit a joint each and started huffing on it as fast as you could. You tried but you couldn't keep up with Lip, it was like he was just breathing smoke without needing air. There was so much smoke in the car that it was beginning to burn your eyes. You grab your purse and pull your wallet out and hand Lip two twenties. He didn't take the money and before you could protest this, the window attendant was trying to get Lip's attention. He rolled down the window and a wave of smoke poured out.

"Oh sorry about that, I had no idea it was so hot boxed in here. That's my bad," Lip said acting clueless; the commitment he had to this was making it extremely hard to hold back your laughter.

"That's what's up bro, when the window opened my mouth started watering," The young man with dyed hair and piercings said.

"If we give you a free joint will you give me a strawberry shake?" You asked, getting up from your seat and over Lip.

Your head stuck out the window, one hand was on the window and your other hand was pulling down the back of your skirt. You were covered in a thin layer of sweat which was causing your white tank top to stick to your chest. When you pulled your other hand back from behind yourself, you accidentally brushed your hand against Lip's crotch. Even though it was an accident, you were happy it happened. You grabbed the joint that was tucked behind his ear. This kid was practically drooling, without speaking he nodded in agreement and rushed back into the kitchen. Lip gently rested his hand on your lower thigh, rubbing his hand up and down. You turned to look back at him and the look on his face was making you melt. It was completely dark by this point but Lip was so red it looked like he'd been out in the sun for hours. You broke eye contact to greet the manipulatable Gus Jr worker who came back.

"Thank you so-so much," You said, handing the joint to him after he handed her the shake and bags of food.

He muttered a shy 'not a problem' as you sat back down on your chair. Lip drove away and found a place to park so they could eat. He ended up finding an abandoned parking garage, driving the truck to the top floor. You both sat on the white fold out chairs and started eating. The straw was covered in whipped cream, Dutch Bro style. You licked a drip of melting cream coming down the lid of your shake cup. Then take the straw into your mouth, cleaning the whip cream off.

"Are you doing that on purpose?" Lip asked, shoving a handful of fries into his mouth.

"No but I don't blame you for thinking that, it was inadvertently sexual," You said.

"Oh don't get me wrong. It still would have been hot if you were doing it on purpose but somehow it's that much hotter knowing you weren't thinking about it," He said, washing down a mouthful with his Pepsi.

"Is that the only reason you asked me to help you tonight? To get in my panties?" You asked.

"No, if I only wanted to hook up I would have just asked to fuck. I think you're a dime and smart. I take you more seriously than a girl I just wanna have sex with," He said.

"Flattering truly, and here I thought this night would end in you begging to get off in some way," You said finishing off your burger. Lip playfully out his hands to his chest as if he was hurt.

"Oh please princess Y|N, let me have the honor of eating you out," He mocks, holding his hands together as if he was praying.

"Wish granted," You said, spreading your legs slightly.

"Are you serious?" He asked.

You spread your legs wider and wrap your lips around straw from the shake. You nod your head yes and wait for his reaction. He wiped his hands down on his shirt before getting off his chair. He got on his knees in front of you and kissed you on each knee. Then runs his hands up the outside of your thighs, hooking his fingers around your thong. He pulls it down eagerly yet gently, letting them fall around one ankle. He trailed small pecks along your inner thighs, making your legs twitch. He started kissing your lips, like he was teasing you before dipping his tongue in. Once he did, you threw your head back, pushing your pelvis closer to his face. It started slow, like he was getting to know your anatomy. You run your fingers through his hair, moaning while looking up at the ceiling. When you looked down at Lip, he was already staring at you. You giggle and look away, embarrassed that he had been looking at you without you knowing.

He starts to speed up, flicking his tongue quickly against your clit. You pull at his hair which causes him to moan against you. Feeling the vibrations from his lips against you made you buck yourself into his face. One of his hands moves from gripping your thigh to your pussy. He inserts his middle and ring finger into you, thrusting them in and out at a painfully slow speed. He sped up his tongue and the combination of slow thrusts with his over stimulating fast tongue was driving you crazy. Your stomach was so warm it was starting to feel like you were burning.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," You whine out, trying your hardest to keep yourself from doing so. It felt so good that you didn't want to end it by cumming so fast.

No longer being able to hold yourself back you begin to orgasm. One leg stayed on the ground bouncing up and down while you lifted the other one. Using his hair to pull him in closer to you, your head was fully tipped back and you were moaning out quite loudly. He pulled away from you and took his shirt off, wiping his face off before cleaning you up.

"Would the head I just gave you be considered part of that 20% profit you're entitled to?" He asked playfully.

"Shut the fuck up," You say laughing, smacking him in the shoulder. He laughed and drove you home.

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