#also 'without her consent' - i just mean being born (no one asks for that) and then having her parents killed. nothing else.

[crucible-memes-4-salem-teens]

i nearly forgot! but something in me made me remember to make this post.

why i really like the "mean teenage girl*" character type: a summary

(*not to be confused with the "mean girl", which i'm not fond of. also "mean" in this context means something closer to tough and also resilient and outspoken)

for starters, i just want to say: in real life, "mean" teenage girls are some of the best people to be around if you want your worldview challenged: they are incredibly opinionated and usually have many reasons for their attitudes towards the world. this also applies to their fictional counterparts.

so. we've all met a mean adolescent girl before, haven't we? and if we don't think we've met them, chances are, we were/are that girl. today i want to give a few reasons why that character type is one of my favorites.

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let's look at a prime example of the "mean teenage girl" that everyone here is or should be familiar with: abigail williams. or at least the version of her that exists in the crucible.

i think we can all agree: she's pretty mean. she says and does kind of awful things over the course of the play. as a person/character, that makes her pretty unlikable and even (in some people's opinions) downright awful. but as a narrative tool? absolute gold mine.

the fact of the matter is this: based on the storyline she is given (being orphaned at a young age and taken in by her uncaring uncle + being used by an older man while she was vulnerable), it is completely reasonable for her to be as angry and aggressive as she is. her small world is completely shattered and pulled from under her; it's no wonder she acts out in the way she does.

beside that, however, she is bold. she is unapologetically herself, and does not let the confines of her position as parris's niece/ward stop her from making it known that she is displeased with the world she has been thrust into without her consent.

she's clever, too. she may be rash, but what teenager isn't? abby knows what she wants and how to mastermind a plan to get that, even if it means burning bridges and destroying fragile accords. her motivations and methods may seem to be juvenile and a bit unreasonable, but because of who she is, she doesn't see it that way. (also, really, it's more that she lost her metaphorical safety blanket, which is traumatizing for anyone of any age)

so much has already been taken from her; why can't she do the same and take from others?

granted, there is a time when this goes too far and she does devolve into the "mean girl" trope (ex: her aggression toward betty and mary): granted, that is part of the narrative and not her as a character. she does not actually make these decisions. the actions seem in character, though, simply because we have already established her to be a mean teenage girl. therefore, this decision seems somewhat ambiguous.

her vulnerability in combination with this combativeness are weaponized to make other (equally innocent) characters ultimately suffer great loss.

all of that to say, because of the ambiguity in her actions and characterization, i find it hard to completely like abby as a character, though i do like the character type she fits into (in my opinion) and am slowly coming around.

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moving on though. if you'll allow it, i'd like to discuss a character y'all might be less familiar with who also embodies this archetype fairly well, though she is not from the crucible. i decided to include her in this post mostly because i think her portrayal is a time where this character type is done correctly and i want to emphasize what i like about her/this trope when it's done right.

she is a character i lovingly call my daughter and hold a lot of strong feelings about (if you're familiar with my original posts on my main, i talk about her family a LOT): the lovely franziska von karma (karuma mei) from the ace attorney (gyakuten saiban) series.

so, basically, she is a very different character from abby, but that's not what i'm particularly focused on. what i'm more concerned with is the similar character type.

again, if you're familiar with her actions within the canon of the games, she's very mean and does not hold back when it comes to her opinion of things/people. she can be haughty and even just rude.

however, it is quickly realized that underneath that tough exterior is a young girl who has been hurt and whose world has been flipped upside down. sound familiar?

but the thing about franziska is this: her goal is not retribution for herself (though lord knows she deserves it), it's the desire to avenge a loved one and their honor. so her meanness almost seems more noble in this way, if that makes any sense. it may still seem selfish and immature, but there's this element of selflessness and genuine care underneath.

so why do i like her/this version of the mean teenage girl trope better? because she gets to be multifaceted and not a one-dimensional antagonist in the way that abby is framed by the narrative of the crucible. it's less of a character thing and more of a writing thing. it's a weird decision in my honest opinion. (then again, the play was written in the 50s during a particularly tense part of history.) i guarantee it, had the crucible been from abby's perspective, there would be less demonizing of her.

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in closing, part of the reason i like this trope is that these mean teenagers are not mean just for the he[ck] of it, they have deeper stories and motivations for their actions*. but, that can be taken and framed in a way that makes them appear flat and just terrible. however, that is not a reflection of the characters, just the writers behind them.

i like this trope because these characters take a world that is not kind to them and say "screw you" right to its face, and they are allowed to do that without changing themselves from being outspoken and strong-willed. i think that we should strive to create more characters like this, who are very vulnerable but tough and know how to defend themselves but may still be misguided in their attempts to do that. i think we should write more mean teenage girls.

(*this is not intended to frame trauma or past hurt as an excuse for hurting others, it's to illustrate that there can be more to these characters' motivations than plain angst and aggression.)

#mod dio #not a meme #not crucible #also. i was listening to moi dix mois while writing this so i was a little distracted #hopefully my point comes through though! i really really like this character type. peace and love to ya ;) <3 - d xoxo #also 'without her consent' - i just mean being born (no one asks for that) and then having her parents killed. nothing else. #me? molding two of my hyperfixations into one post? it's more likely than you think. #also i realize now this sort of doesn't fit what i made the title to be but i always write these in a stream of consciousness manner anyhow #i hope y'all enjoy these mini essays by the way! i don't go for analysis often because i am piss poor at it. #and if you want to talk more about the interesting parallels between these particular characters (+ there are a few) #shoot a message to my main! i'll be glad to yell about it with you. #(or if you just wanna talk about aa with me. that's cool too!) #btw the reason this got a 'not crucible' tag was because i felt it was too general for that (plus i talk about video games halfway through) #anyways. stream the moi dix mois album of your choice (if and only if you like hard rock/metal) #happy sunday guys <3

[lumosandnoxwriting]

Lesson Learned || Fred Weasley

Title: Lesson Learned Pairing: Fred x Reader Summary: When Fred catches Y/N doing something he doesn’t approve of he’s got no choice but to teach her a valuable lesson Warnings: NSFW - minors DNI! This includes consensual non-consensual sex, meaning that during the sex scene it is made to seem that the female reader did not consent, but it is revealed after that reader and Fred are in a relationship and this was a preplanned encounter - if you don’t like that don’t read! vaginal sex, degradation, dirty talk, unprotected sex, possessive/jealous behavior,mentions of violence. A/N: my last little fic of the year!! Thank you to everyone who has supported me, I couldn’t do this without you! I’ve been out of the smut game for so long I needed some practice so this was born! Tags: @darthwheezely since she requested this and i love her endlessly <3

“What the fuck?”

Ice sprays across the rink as Fred comes to a halt, ripping his helmet off so he can be sure he’s actually seeing what he thinks he’s seeing. Because surely even a jersey chaser like Y/N has to have some standards, and there’s no way she’s standing there talking no - flirting with an idiot like Cedric Diggory. 

The captain of their biggest rival and an all around mega douche. 

But it turns out his eyes weren’t deceiving him. Y/N is leaning on the edge of the barrier batting her eyelashes at Cedric as he regales her with some story that Fred is sure the idiot made up to make himself seem cooler. He just about loses his mind when Y/N throws her head back and laughs, her hand coming up to rest on Cedric’s arm. 

Luckily Coach blows his whistle to bring them all back from their warm up skate, or Fred would certainly find himself ejected for being the shit out of Cedric before the game even begins. He skates back with the rest of the team reluctantly, already figuring out how to deal with Cedric on the ice - and how to deal with Y/N off of it. 

-

“Holy fuck Weasley you were an animal out there!” 

Fred grins as he teammates hoop and holler around him in the locker room, still fresh on adrenaline from their crushing defeat over the Baltimore Badgers. Fueled by the rage of seeing Y/N flirt with Diggory, Fred had been on fire from the second the ref blew the whistle. He skated faster than he ever had before, and hit harder too. By the second quarter three of the Badger’s best players were benched with injuries from being slammed into the boards by Fred, and he’d even managed to break Diggory’s nose during a fight.

The 10 minutes in the penalty box had been worth it. 

“Just doing what I do best!” Fred shouts back nonchalantly as he rewraps his knuckles.

He takes his time getting ready after the game, thankful that the game was at home today so there’s no need to rush to the airport for their flight back. Because he knows that Y/N is always the last one to go home, still new to her job as the assistant manager and eager to please everybody. He also knows that while everyone is in the locker room Y/N is in the rink, checking the bench and bleachers for anything anyone may have left behind. 

When there’s only a few guys left in the showers Fred decides to put his plan into action. He shoves his bag under one of the benches, and yells a goodbye to his teammates as he slips out of the locker room. Moving as silently as he can, Fred makes his way through the tunnel and out into the rink, crouching down as he reaches the opening in case Y/N happens to be getting ready to come that way. He peeks around the corner best he can and a thrill runs down his spine when he sees Y/N over by the team bench. She’s down on her hands and knees as she reaches for something, and Fred makes his move. 

“Jesus Christ,” Y/N shouts as she stands up, surprised to find Fred leaning against the rink watching her. “You scared the shit out of me Fred, what the fuck are you doing?”

“I could ask you the same thing,” he responds, crossing his arms. 

“Doing my job, obviously.”

Fred gives her a look. “That’s not what I was referring to.”

“Well can you just get to the point then? I’d like to finish up here so I can get home,” Y/N huffs.

“My point is,” Fred starts, tone dripping with condescension. “What the fuck were you doing flirting with Cedric fucking Diggory before the game?”

“None of your fucking business, that’s what,” Y/N spits back. “Last I checked I was allowed to screw whoever I want.”

Fred pushes off from the sideboard then, taking a slow step towards Y/N. He’s almost ashamed to admit that a thrill runs down his spine when she takes a step back. “Oh really?”

All the anger seeps from Y/N’s body and is replaced by fear at the tone of Fred’s voice. The look on his face makes her knees tremble as he continues his slow pace forward, her own steps retreating at the same pace. In an effort to distract him she throws the water bottle in her hand as hard as she can, not bothering to watch it hit him. Instead she turns around, trying to make a break for the tunnel.

Except Fred is quicker, not even deterred by the bottle smacking him in the chest he lets out a low growl, and it only takes three strides before he’s grabbing Y/N by the waist. 

“Fucking, bitch,” he seethes, throwing her against the sideboard.

Before she can even think Fred is pressed up against her, pinning Y/N between the sideboard and his body. A hand twists around her hair, pulling hard to yank her head back. “Now you listen to me,” he growls, leaning in to speak against the shell of her ear. “You fuck me and only me, understand?”

“Fred,” Y/N murmurs, voice thick with a mixture of fear and sadness. “Please.”

He yanks her hair, cock twitching at the yelp in pain that leaves her lips. “Guess I’ll just have to teach you a lesson, hm?”

Y/N fights against Fred as one of his hands drops to the waistband of her leggings, squirming in a desperate attempt to get away from him. But his grip on her hair is strong, and his hips have her pinned to the sideboard. “Fred, no,” she gasps, skin suddenly exposed to the cool air of the rink. 

“No panties,” he coos, nibbling on Y/N’s earlobe. “It’s like you were asking for it.”

With her leggings around her knees Fred places his free hand on the middle of her shoulders, pressing down so Y/N is bent over the sideboard. He finally releases her hair, satisfied that his hand and hips will be able to keep her in place. 

“Time for me to show you how a real man claims what’s his.”

Y/N gasps as Fred suddenly sinks his cock in her cunt, hips not stopping until he’s fully buried inside. He barely gives her a moment to adjust to the stretch before he’s pulling his cock out half way and fucking back into her hard. 

The only noise in the rink comes from Fred’s labored pants and his belt buckle hitting the sideboard as he sets a brutal pace. Y/N’s hand covers her mouth, desperately trying to keep quiet in the hopes that Fred will just take what he wants and this will all be over soon. 

“Fuck, fuck,” Fred groans. Y/N’s cunt clings to his cock like a glove that was made just for him, and the slick noise her pussy makes as he moves is just barely loud enough for him to hear. 

“Your cunt is unfucking believable,” he praises. “My cunt - isn’t that right sweetheart?” He slaps her ass hard when Y/N only nods - not satisfied with her nonverbal answer. “Who does this fucking cunt belong to Y/N?”

“You,” Y/N sobs out, willing to give Fred anything he wants. “It belongs to you, Fred.”

“Fucking right it does,” Fred grunts in response, pace picking up as he edges closer and closer to his orgasm. “And I’m going to mark this pretty little pussy up so everyone knows it too.”

Y/N lets out a muffled moan as Fred’s cock pulses inside her, her cunt walls throbbing around him as he fills her up with his cum. Her pussy is embarrassingly wet, and she’s afraid to admit that she would have orgasmed too had this encounter lasted any longer. 

As Fred catches his breath he slowly pulls out, eyes drawn to Y/N’s pussy and the way his cum starts to slowly drip out of it. “Fuck,” he whispers, using his thumb to capture a drop before it falls so he can push it back into her.

Fred tucks his cock back into his trousers and zips up silently, and Y/N is too afraid to move. Her knees are trembling from a mixture of fear and her almost orgasm, and she can practically feel Fred’s eyes as he stares at her exposed pussy. 

“I better not see you talking to Diggory or any other fuck head - understand?”

“Yes,” Y/N responds shakily. 

Satisfied with her answer, Fred gives a curt nod before turning to leave. He gives her one last look over his shoulder before heading out of the tunnel - not even bothering to pull her leggings back up. Bad girls don’t deserve chivalry. 

-

When Y/N stumbles out of the guest locker room 45 minutes later, skin pink from her shower, Fred is leaning up against the wall waiting for her. There’s a goofy grin on his face, and soon there is a matching one spreading across hers.

“Baby,” Fred greets as she jumps into his arms, hugging Y/N tight. “That was fucking incredible - I’m sorry you didn’t get to finish.”

She pulls away from the hug, giving Fred a kiss on the cheek. “That’s okay - you can make it up to me at home.”

#fred weasley #fred weasley smut #fred weasley fic #harry potter #harry poter fanfiction #fw #golden

[youcouldmakealife]

LBTE: Jared (130-131)

In which Erin and Bryce go viral, and The Article is born.

If you'd like to follow along, series page is here.

130. Grapevine

Jared manages to get through training camp and one preseason game before Bryce’s reputation spectacularly implodes, along with his personal well-being, and Jared’s personal well-being, and the Marcus Mathesons well-being as a whole.

He was just trying to be NICE. Anyway, the First Twitter Thing. Which was needed for the Article, and The Blanket Duel, and The Other Twitter Thing. First domino falls down.

Jared shuts his eyes. “The Sun’s a right-wing rag,” he says. “Nobody with a brain believes the Sun.”

“Tons of people believe the Sun, Jared,” Bryce snaps. “A lot of Flames fans read the fucking Sun.”

Both of them are correct.

“What’s Summers say?” Jared asks.

Bryce mumbles something.

“Bryce,” Jared says.

“He left a voicemail,” Bryce mumbles. “I haven’t called him back.”

Bryce always regresses to a teenager with Dave. Dave treating him like he’s still a teenager doesn’t help that.

“Okay,” Bryce says a little more firmly. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologise for the media being fucking stupid,” Jared says.

“I’m really sorry,” Bryce says. “Jared.”

“Stop it,” Jared says. “I love you, okay? You didn’t do anything wrong. Stop apologising to me.”

It’s really important that nobody is mad at Bryce about this (I mean, other than Dave). He did a nice thing! He could not have anticipated these consequences! But man does this feel like deja vu in other ways to him, so Jared not being mad at him for even a second, and Don and Susan and Erin not blaming him, that’s honestly important.

Jared texts Greg to give him a call, ditto to Erin, who’s almost certainly still asleep, then tackles his mom first. Partly because his dad might be out on a job, more because he really, really doesn’t want to tell his dad. Hopefully his mom will do it for him.

Coward.

“Can you tell dad too?” Jared says.

“No,” mom says.

“Mom,” Jared says.

“No, you’re telling your father,” mom says.

“Please?” Jared says.

“Jared, my priority right now is to call my daughter and explain the situation to her, I don’t have the time to tell your father because you’re afraid he’s going to be mad at you,” she snaps. “Tell him yourself.”

Susan knows better than Jared that her eighteen year old daughter in a bikini hitting media is not going to lead to a good time, so her focus is pretty exclusively on letting Erin know at the moment, which I think is understandable.

“I’m not mad at you or Bryce, I’m mad at the situation,” she says, softening.

Nobody’s mad at Bryce!

“But I really do need to call Erin right now,” mom says. “And your father needs to know. And not from the Sun.”

“He doesn’t read the Sun,” Jared says.

Don has better taste than that, thank you.

His dad is like — dangerously quiet as Jared sums up the situation.

“If you haven’t called your mother yet, call her now,” he says finally, voice so even it cuts through Jared, and hangs up. Jared’s assuming the hanging up is so he doesn’t say something he regrets.

Nobody’s mad at Bryce! But Don is, you know, still currently furious.

Jared goes to make coffee, hovers over the machine until he can retrieve a cup, spends a solid ten minutes of pacing and debating whether or not he should check twitter — it’s hard not to, but he also knows it’d be a huge fucking mistake —

It would be such a huge mistake, Jared would be beside himself about the way people talk about Erin.

(His focus is pretty heavily on Bryce right now, and very tunnel-vision-y, but yeah: Erin’s half naked image is being shown without her consent, with the implication that Bryce is cheating on a spouse with her. There’s some vile shit getting said. There always is, on twitter)

Summers has an idea. It’s not a terrible one. Probably the best one available.

I mean, it probably is the best idea available, but it is also a terrible idea.

Stephen answers the door, looking concerned, which doesn’t suit his face, then even more concerned by whatever Jared’s own face is doing.

Stephen being concerned about Jared and Jared’s response is basically ‘ew what's wrong with him'.

“Hockey or Bryce?” Stephen asks.

“Bryce,” Jared says, and follows him in, sits heavily on the couch, Gabe coming in and sitting down on the other side, Stephen cramming himself in the middle. He has pointy elbows.

“I know,” Stephen says when Jared mumbles that. “I use them to get my way a lot.”

So concerned he gets right in there with the elbows. He’s about the same as Jared on the touch front (not a big hugger, will make some exceptions for loved ones, and a massive one person exception), so this is big from him.

“What particularly queer advice do you need?” Stephen says.

“Steve,” Gabe says.

“It is kind of particularly queer,” Jared says, hating the triumphant sound Stephen makes.

“Come to me with your gay problems, my child,” Stephen says.

But not so concerned he won’t crack a joke or three. (Levity is helpful, Gabriel.)

“How old is she?” Stephen asks.

“Eighteen,” Jared says.

“Oh, so older—” Stephen says.

“I am fully prepared to sleep in the guest room if you finish that sentence, Stephen,” Gabe says.

Stephen does not finish the sentence.

Not always the time for levity, STEPHEN.

“Well,” Stephen says. “This is not going to help his reputation. And it wasn’t great already.”

“Stephen,” Gabe says.

“I’m being honest!” Stephen says.

He’s not levitating this time, Gabe!

“Summers says ‘fuck’,” Jared says. “And apparently called Bryce an idiot a lot. And suggests we do a thing about how the Marcuses and Mathesons are long-time family friends, do some heartwarming feature about friendship across divisional lines or whatever, provide some pictures me and Bryce together and our families together for evidence our families have been close-knit for years. My family’s okay with it. Or like. They’re willing.”

Reminder that Gabe did a profile and REALLY didn’t hide the fact Stephen lived with him and the reporter said him and Stephen were ‘like brothers’. So they know it’ll work.

“Can I suggest something?”

Jared eyes him.

“Stop wearing your wedding ring before you do that article,” Stephen says. “And maybe for a while after.”

“No,” Jared says.

“Jared,” Stephen says.

“No,” Jared says.

Stephen blows out a breath. “You want to be stubborn and out? Because that’s how stubbornness gets you outed.”

Stephen on Jared’s shoulder, less an angel and just Jared making logical rather than emotional decisions.

“I don’t care,” Jared snaps. “I’m not going to pretend I’m not married to him.”

“You do it every day lying by omission, how is this any different in practice?” Stephen asks.

“You literally get to fucking live with your boyfriend full-time don’t you fucking dare—”

Stephen is saying things Jared objectively doesn’t disagree with but they’re landing a little too hard right now. And Jared misses his husband.

“I don’t get to live with him full-time,” Stephen says.

“Stephen,” Gabe says.

“Well, I don’t,” Stephen says, shoving off the couch and disappearing down the hall.

He IS away 41 games a year.

“I’m going to call Dave Summers,” Stephen says from the hall.

“Why?” Jared says.

“Know the business, know you both socially,” Stephen says, leaning on the door frame now. As dramatic sulks go that one didn’t last. “It’s a perspective he probably needs for the action plan.”

Stephen’s concern fights Stephen’s desire to dramatically flounce, and what wins is his shrewdness, which recognizes he can help in a way that doesn't involve antagonizing Jared into yelling at him.

“But I know you’re a stubborn ass who won’t listen,” Stephen says. “Which Summers should be aware of.”

Jared gives him the finger.

“I’m going to talk to Summers,” Stephen says, then disappears again.

“That’s Stephen for ‘sorry for being a dick, I will never actually apologise but I will try to make it up to you’,” Gabe says. “For the record.”

Accurate translation from Stephenese.

“And according to one of Stephen’s sisters you look like an angel, which doesn’t hurt with fans,” Gabe says. “You can imagine how much it pained Stephen to hear Beth say that.”

An angel is probably the most chill way Beth has described him.

“I didn’t mean that,” Gabe says. “You’re opening a door that you can’t close again. And if people start looking more closely — you guys don’t hide it well.”

~foreshadowing. Except not really because it’s just any logical person’s take after the witnessing the mess that was Jared and Bryce pretend not to be married (featuring extra eye-yearning).

“I do not offer these lightly,” Stephen says seriously. “And offering one right now does not mean this will become a trend. It will not.”

Jared blinks at him.

“Would you like a hug,” Stephen says flatly.

“Absolutely not,” Jared says, just as flat.

Stephen holds a mute arm out, and Jared sinks into it, because he kind of would, in fact, like a hug right now.

Steve hug!!!

“It’s going to work out,” Stephen tells him, the words tucked against Jared’s cheek. “It might be a bit before it is, and there might be a shitshow somewhere in there—”

“Stop helping,” Jared mumbles.

I love them both.

131. Verisimilitude

Well, they are a family, this is true. A family feeling varying degrees of unhappiness right now; dad and mom are pissed, Elaine concerned. Erin thinks it’s funny. Of course Erin thinks it’s fucking funny.

Erin having a sense of humour about this is very much for the best. Also, she's not reading the comments. Articles, yes — they’re hilarious. Comments, absolutely not.

I said the words ‘they instantly clicked’ today. Raf texts the group chat after his phone interview. I was honestly expecting God to smite me the spot.

Raf saying this while viscerally remembering Jared's tantrum about the temerity of Bryce having a whistle.

im up next in getting struck down by god Chaz says.

That’s true friendship — risking smiting for your bros.

By all accounts she’s treating it like a puff piece, not asking any leading questions, just basic ones and letting people fill in whatever, so it’s hard to tell if she honestly thinks she’s doing an article about a heart warming friendship, or if she’s figured out something’s up.

She honestly figures this is meant to get ahead of something, but her bet would have been something like Bryce IS cheating with Erin, or him being in the process of a divorce, since there’s no wife to be seen. She did not think ‘secretly married to one another’. They’re both acting weird, but she already thought something shifty was going on, and also hockey players are often awkward interviewees anyway, so.

“How’s school?” Jared says.

“Fine,” Erin says. “Only had one dude walk up and ask me if I’m Bryce Marcus’ girlfriend.”

She’s in her first month of her first year of university, this was not ideal timing. Only one dude approached her, but he's not the only one who's recognized her.

“Stephen said — you know, that there might be more attention,” Jared says. “After the article comes out. And that it might be a good idea for me to take it off for a bit.”

“I think you should do whatever you think you should do,” Bryce says.

“That’s really helpful, thanks,” Jared snaps.

“J,” Bryce says, sounding tired. “Just — it’s up to you.”

Jared twists his ring around his finger. Even from a distance you can see how similar it is to Bryce’s, and yeah, they’re traditional rings, plenty of people have the same ones, but —

“Can you help with my chain?” Jared asks, and he doesn’t know if it’s disappointment or relief on Bryce’s face, a blink and you miss it flash, before Bryce helps him undo the clasp. Jared strings his wedding ring on it, clinking against the engagement one, and ducks his head to let Bryce put it back on. Bryce presses a kiss against the nape of his neck, murmurs, “Done,” and Jared straightens up. In more ways than one, it feels like. That’s a bad joke even in his own head, all bitterness, no humour, so he doesn’t say it.

Like I said, Stephen was really only saying what Jared thought himself. This is also sort of screeching ahead out of their comfort zones right now, so a few backward shuffles are understandable.

Jared runs through the script in his head while they walk in, find the media room, wait for Weber to arrive, sitting a scrupulous two feet apart. It was more lines to take rather than an actual set script, ‘like family’ and ‘a lot in common’, ways to deflect a question without outright lying.

Andreas has worked a lot of overtime writing basically a choose your own adventure, in the form of ‘if they ask this, you may say this, this, or this, NOT this’, etc. It is exhaustive and he is exhausted.

“He’s my best friend,” Bryce says after a lot of other fluff, laying it on thick. There’s nothing but honesty in his voice as he says it, but then — he is being honest, Jared knows. It’s not the whole story, but it’s not like he isn’t Bryce’s best friend. Like Bryce isn’t his. “Some people you just know are supposed to be in your life.”

Bryce genuinely believes they were fated to be together. Jared doesn’t believe in fate, but he thinks that’s a nice thought.

“I don’t know about best,” Jared says quickly, because Bryce is getting like — too honest now, skirting towards something they shouldn’t be. “I have a lot of friends.”

“Jared,” Bryce complains.

If they’re such good friends why don’t you MARRY them, Jared.

Jared grins at his sullen face. “He’s my best friend too.”

Bryce goes pink

How. How does Bryce Marcus always do this to me. Just going about my day then boom, punched in the gut, having feelings about Bryce time.

Someone said Jared ‘gave OJ a personality’, like Julius doesn’t have one of his own, like anyone’s entitled to it. Julius has a personality. It’s a mean one: he’s been laughing his ass off about this article since Jared told him.

Love that Jared sounds super protective and supportive of Julius right before it switches to ‘yeah he has an identity, it's called being a DICK’.

“I just want my private life to stay private,” Bryce says, and this Jared thinks is actually scripted, that Summers gave him a real script, because Bryce is saying it like it’s been rehearsed. “Marriage is between two people, and it’s something that other people aren’t entitled to. I don’t really want to discuss it with the fans or the media, because it’s not really any of their business.”

So carefully factual without giving a single iota of information. Dave making sure this shit is as carefully worded as a contract.

“It’s cool,” Gabe says, shaking Jared’s shoulder. “You’re good, man.”

“Thanks,” Jared says.

“You’re good?” Gabe says, a question this time.

Jared shrugs.

“You’re good,” Gabe decides.

“Your vocabulary is extraordinary,” Jared says. “I am astonished by it.”

Jared absolutely does not get to throw stones. And I like the three goods of Gabe Markson.

Jared skates over when the Canucks start eyeing Chaz with vague suspicion.

“You good?” he asks.

“I’m good,” Jared says.

All good.

“Shrewd,” Gabe says. “Good verisimilitude. Stephen would be proud.”

Jared blinks at him.

How dare you insult Gabe's vocabulary.

“I don’t understand half the words he says,” Dmitry says consolingly.

“I understood it,” Jared says, tilting his chin up. He refuses to commiserate with Dmitry Kurmazov.

I love Jared’s petty ass.

“What’s verisimilitude mean?” Jared hisses at Gabe on the bench before the anthem.

Gabe tips back his head in a laugh and refuses to tell him.

Verisimilitude: the quality of seeming true or of having the appearance of being real. The on ice stuff had a lot more of it than the article did.

The article drops. Jared doesn’t read it, but he’s assured it’s fine. He doesn’t read replies on twitter or forums or anything. It’s not his job. He can’t focus on it.

Probably for the best Jared didn’t.

Jared doesn’t know if it’s the Calgary media, or the storyline about their families, or just Bryce being the incredibly talented player he is, but the Canucks are mortified in a 6-1 loss, and Bryce has a hat trick and a four point game. In the grand scheme of things, it’s a preseason game and means nothing. In the smaller scheme of Jared’s life, he kind of wants to throttle Bryce. And only a little bit in a sexy way. They’ll see who’s laughing when Jared rides him within an inch of his life.

Yeah Jared, that’ll show him, he’ll definitely never try to do it again after that.

Riding him until he fucking begs is now in the cards.

Oh no whatever will Bryce do. Please have mercy, Jared Matheson, he’ll do anything.

#liveblogging the end

[dandelion-wings]

I really love Eula and Amber as found family. They do make for a cute ship too but I love the idea of Amber noticing little things like more letters from a certain lawyer in Liyue arriving and the reactions Eula has when they do. Teasing Eula and making her pout or always tidying up the dorm when she knows Eula is about to return.

And Eula being the protective older sis, vowing grevious bodily harm to anyone who might dare to make Amber cry or even frown. (Eula did not consent to anyone dating Amber and she is not above using her claymore to test those she deems unworthy of wooing Amber)

And just the two of them exploring dragonspine and knowing each other so well they don't even need words at times.

Yeah! :D I just really love the idea of them having this supportive bond. Amber is the only person who can tease Eula without offending her or making her secretly nervous, and in turn she always knows what Eula really means, or is really feeling, even when Eula puts on all her masks or is struggling to express herself.

And Eula and Amber with a sibling vibe, dealing with each other's romances, has a lot of fun potential. Both of them being protective of each other (I have a soft spot for shovel talks as a trope, and I bet they'd both give very different but equally entertaining shovel talks), but also trying to help each other out and give advice. It's not always good advice! But they're trying!

TBH with Eula/Yanfei I like the idea of Amber teasing her, but I also like the idea of Amber being a little jealous, born out of worry, because one of the people she loves most has already left her and Mondstadt for (presumably) Liyue, and what if Eula decides that she'd rather go live with her girlfriend in a land where no one's going to hate her just for her name? She wants Eula to be happy but she doesn't want to lose her.

(Also now I'm thinking about Eula following up on that voiceline about asking Yanfei for helping her find "a certain person," who I would assume in this case is Amber's grandfather, and having meetings with her about it that Amber is excluded from because she doesn't want to get Amber's hopes up, but Amber assumes that these are dates. And so she's interacting with Yanfei whenever she visits for these with this mix of anxious jealousy and trying to overcompensate for it by being helpful, and trying to sell her on moving to Mondstadt to be with Eula, which is very confusing for everyone involved....)

#i like romantic comedies based around misunderstandings okay #asked and answered #amber and eula are sisters fight me

[lemonhemlock]

Ugh I’m so sorry to go off and you can delete this, it’s your blog, don’t want to overload you. But there is 100% this perception that if you suggest anything about Al*smond that isn’t “misunderstood poor young woman and long suffering prince who sees past class divides” then you get labeled a hater or an anti. And for what? Nothing against that dynamic, I’ve seen it in shows and loved it lol, but there are lots of other things to play with here! For one, her using blood magic? Not even on him necessarily, just as a thing that she does– if you talk about her possibly doing anything “unsavory” then you’re hating on women. But being a blood witch is very cool of her?!! Why can’t we explore that? Or the general dubious consent of her being his prisoner– it’s stated blatantly in the text! Again, I’m here for that dynamic and I think it’s really interesting that she would still grow to have feelings for him, but you can’t even suggest there’s a power imbalance without someone asking why you want more SA/more rape scenes/whatever. It just feels so obtuse. Not to mention the insistence that they got married and Alys’ kid is his true born son- it’s just so much and it’s exhausting. It’s going to drive away other people who want to explore this ship outside of the boundaries of the family friendly Netflix movie they’ve written in their heads.

I mean I definitely see Alys as having her own personal ambitions and desires and being a free agent, so to speak. And, the thing is, sometimes that might be a good thing in the sense that she has a mind of her own and is carving out agency for herself, BUT, at the same time, it might also be less "respectable" or "good", because it might come at the expense of her own family (she is said to point out every member of the Strongs to Aemond, if I remember correctly, when she knows he is going to execute them) or Aemond or even the greens as a whole or even the blacks lol. It's possible that Alys' only allegiance is to herself and that is definitely going to push some buttons and not endear her to the general public, if they're going down that route. In any case, there is going to be a lot more criticism when this ship officially sails on screen and fans should expect pushback on the whole. Right now, the criticism is fairly limited as the mainstream public doesn't really care about this pairing - we still have some way to go before they even meet.

#ask #anon #anti alysmond #riverdragon

[sereniv]

Not a terf genuinely asking

Anon ask: if trans women aren't male what are they transitioning from

EDIT: Buckle up this is long. but i hope i was able to answer the question?

Ill reply about trans women but this obviously applies to other trans people too (myself included)

It can be complicated when it comes to sex and gender and what science says and what different societies believe.

Because science says "We have common combinations (what western society says is biological male/female) but there are also less common yet still significant combinations (intersex people/and others) that happen that boils down to male and female being a social construction rather than a biological truth"

And our society says "I lack the education and experience of those who fit outside what i believe is male and female, therefor i have a hard time being open to said education and experience. This is mainly because of colonization, white supremacy, and corruption (bigotry) in science.

So gender, how one presents ones self, gender roles, sex- the way we categorize these things are limiting, because it is a fact that not everyone fits in those boxes

Not to mention the more accepted trans, intersex, and other people who fit outside societies idea of male and female, the more we will see that its not small minority of people. They are not anomalies.

So what is a male? Society says its someone with XY chromosomes exclusively. Society also likes to say that someone born with a penis is male, someone with higher testosterone.

Science says, that there are people with different types of chromosomes makeup like xxy or xy females. People who have a penis but also a uterus. Someone with testicles and a vagina. Whos chromosomes can vary

And we still put them in boxes, and for intersex people that can mean invasive sex changing procedures without their consent.

No one is looking into what chromosomes people have, they just look at a childs genitals and decide by the vagina or length of penis/clitoris

So societies idea of male is limited and even new. Sciences idea is naturally complex, but there can still be bias within the community (as there is racism, sexism, etc)

So a trans women born with a penis and xy chromosomes. Society says shes male, science might put her in the category of male.

So to many, and maybe even to herself, a trans woman can transition from male. A sterotypical common combination of what one considers Male.

But what I like to think of in general, is that we should be born as people. A baby. A baby with a penis, a baby with xy chromosomes But what about male is so important?

Because when we say that one is attracted to men, usually what comes to mind is someone with a penis. But what if a man was born with a deformity, and has no penis? Or had to have it removed due to some disease.

Is he now not a man? Because some people (terfs) would move back to chromosomes, yet you dont know for sure what someones chromosomes are when you date

so what really makes a man?

Is it the roles one has? or the socialization? That changes from place to place from era to era.

So it comes down to, a human person with traits that typically are boxed together and labled Male.

We are born babies. and we should be taught the same values regardless of our genitals, and we should be allowed to wear whatever color or clothing style we want.

It all comes down to the difference between Male and Female can be vast and it can be the same and it depends on who you ask

So a trans women might feel that she used to me a man. That she was born a boy, and felt like a boy, up until she didnt. Realizing that the way she saw herself was different than how society sees her. And thus begins her transition from her definition and reality as Male, to her definition, and reality as a Woman.

On the other hand, maybe you have a trans women who was born a girl, but no one else saw it that way. And so by her definition and reality as a girl, transitions to what fits. Aka: She changes her name or goes on hormones or gets surgery or changes clothes or even just changes pronouns. Until she feels that it reflects how she percieves herself

Because at the end of the day, cis women can be hairy, they can be butch, they can have muscles and angles, some have no uterus some have no reproductive organs at all, etc.

But because people want to define womenhood by trauma experience, it warps into white christian view of what a woman is, which ends up targeting poc and intersex people.

What should define womanhood is euphoria. The fight for being a woman. Not trauma, but togetherness. And acknowledging that what society says is a woman is not a fact. Not by science, but more importantly not by reality

So yeah, sometimes trans women do transition from men. And sometimes they simply transition into what they need to be percieved as to thrive emotionally and mentally

Also something i forgot is socialization and the patriarchy. Terfs like to claim that trans women grow up male, but fail to understand that if applied to other scenarios it falls apart and just really isnt an argument

For example. Someone who grows up with heterosexuality everywhere, isnt socialized as straight, they are socialized with homophobia.

Even someone who might grow up a boy and identifies their past self as male, should not have to define the person they are today

Theres a lot of things we grow up with in this society, bigotry being one of them. This doesnt mean you grow up a bigot, but you grow up with it like on tv. All it takes is realization of predjudices or ignorance, to change how you view and interact with things

so a trans woman who identifies her born self as male, and so was technically socialized as male, doesnt mean that that is an inherent truth to her person. Because once she realizes that "Hey, actually I think im a girl" her mind has already started experiencing the constriction that is transphobia and transmisogyny. She notices bias that include her now.

Just because you are socialized one way doesnt mean it sticks, but it also doesnt define you, or doesnt have to be. Also socialization is complicated and has a lot of factors in it like how someone was brought up. did society socialize them or the parents or both etc etc.

Gender Euphoria will always top connecting gender through trauma. Because not every gendered trauma is the same.

Black women historically and now have had a very different experience than white women when it comes to misogyny, sexism, or even being seen as human let a lone a "proper" woman.

And historically, when white women were trying to gain rights they left out black women. so their womanhood is not the same pain and trauma and experience.

Thats why misogynoir as a term exists. Because the trauma that they face is different from the trauma that other poc face or white people. And that is just like the tip of the iceberg.

So instead, i think womanhood should be based in positive connection. That doesnt mean womanhood is always positive. but it means that the relation to each other is based off of euphoric sense of gender. If it feels like home, then your a woman.

Womanhood should be fighting for women, whoever may fit under that. Not truama as a whole (since everyones is different), but collective pride. It should be hearing being refered to as a woman and feeling joy and connection.

And what makes that different from any gender? you can just say anything and now youre it?

Thats whats so great about it. Its widening the spectrum of identity, yet still keeping connections under common frameworks.

Example: a cis woman, being happy and comfortable, resonates with other women in all forms, and is proud of who she is. Then shes looking around and she sees the cis men, and that community is nice but woman still feels at home.

then she sees the trans men. same thing, shes not a man shes a woman. Then she sees the nonbinaries, and that kind of calls to her

And suddenly, she has one foot in the woman community and one in the nonbinary. She now has a new community that she feels euphoria with and fights with but she is still a woman. She is both. Seperately and as one. And really only something she can experience, but she sees other women in front of her, experincing the same thing except in their own unique way.

And shes allowed this because she has oppened herself up to defining her version of womanhood without changing others, and if she had closed herself off and defined womanhood by her genitals or what she looked like or even the pain of descrimination, there would be people excludes from her idea of what the community should consist of, and then she would never feel that euphoria

and to only fight for one portion of womanhood. because once youve got equal marriage, gotten rid of sexism, then there are still racism left. theres still intersex people. you leave other women out of the fight because all of them isnt welcome in your definition.

if that makes sense

I am WAY off track lol I am very adhd and autistic. even reading this back its barely coherent so sorry. someone translate for me lol

but yeah, trans women transition from their former selves, to their current selves. And i dont think theres any point to looking any further than that

A trans woman is a woman, because that is how she percieves herself. Holds herself. How she connects with other women. Her experience of womanhood is inherent, because she is a woman.

#ask #anon #WHEW #i hope this makes sense i try so hard to be coherent #lol what if this didnt answer the question and just made things more confusing im sorry #theres a few things i can tell are just stupid but i can not change bc #ive overwhelmed myself by rereading what I wrote #its too much words

[peapod20001]

ALSO. since this has been in my head but I keep forgetting to ask.

can everyone see ghosts or is it (as it's implied with Shirley) a Special Case sort of thing? the reapers round up ghosts, right? aren't there some who would rather just. exist among the people of this dimension than pursue ghosts?

REAPERS can see them then right? is Goose aware that his baby momma is still out there? how does she feel about Goose and Blondee? Kibi? is she unaware? etc etc

how difficult is it for a spirit and a non-spirit to communicate? is possession a thing that exists in this world?

The ability to see ghosts is definitely not a common thing for people. Reapers can see spirits at their own volition & non-reapers gain the ability when the spirit directs their energy into being perceived (i.e. ghost uses their energy to “take hold” of someone’s mind so they can be seen. Technically a form of possession as it is done without consent to living person)

Reapers were created to round up lost/dangerous spirits and send them to a fitting afterlife, but that doesn’t mean they can’t live a regular life!! Some choose to not actively hunt spirits and live their lives in their physical forms and just, exist like normal people!

^^ some peeps that aren’t the main ones I draw just to show that there is a decent amount of non reaping reapers! (They still have the power to see/interact with ghosts, it’s just not their main thing)

(^^ damn, I cant believe we leave our ghost problems to these fuckers lol)

Goose is absolutely oblivious to the current state of Dahlia, and it will remain that way 😭 She wants him to move on and go on to live a happy life, so when Blondee comes round...

She is ALL for it lmao it’s like watching an irl drama that’s on all the time lol she thinks they’re cute (and she finally figures out why Blondee lowkey hated her when they were teens 😭)

As for her daughter, Kibi’s actually the reason she’s (Dahlia) is still around. She wanted to see her daughter so bad that it manifested into her being being stuck between life and afterlife (Dahlia died when Kibi was born, and she only got to see her after she died)

She enjoys watching her grow up, she’s goofy like her dad and is into weird things like she was

When it comes to how hard communication between the living and dead is, it really depends on many things. First it depends on the method of communication, messing with technology is pretty easy for any spirit as even a wave of the hand can mess with phone signals. Moving physical objects is difficult for average spirits but is easy for those with a better grasp on their power and influence. Possession of the mind (voices in head, visions, etc) use a lot of energy but can be done by all spirits. Fullbody possessions can only be done by spirits labeled as “Dangerous” as it shows their power.

But yes, possession is a thing :)

#pea art #about my ocs #traditional art #oc Dahlia #oc Kibi #oc Grayson #oc Goose #oc Blondee #oc Ginevra #oc Carolina #oc Harper #oc Emmett #oc Piper #oc Chhaya #oc Asher #oc ask #my art #ask #asked and answered #artists on tumblr #artist #my ocs #ocs #oc #my oc #original character #original characters #my characters #holy SHIT that’s a lot of writing hdhdhdhdh but I really enjoyed talking about this !!!!!!!!! thank you I lov u!!!! 💜 😭

[crow-rodriguez]

Chapter Seven: I Just Had Sex

I woke up the next morning, yawning as I looked around and saw RaeLynn laying next to me. She was sleeping so peacefully and she was so beautiful, wrapped up in the blankets and naked… wait… naked!? 

I suddenly started to remember that she and I had sex for the first time last night. I realized that last night was RaeLynn’s first time being intimate with anybody since what she went through with Maxwell, and I lost my virginity on fucking Christmas Eve. Now that had to have been a sin somehow. 

I got out of bed and started getting dressed, looking in the mirror to see a ton of very noticeable hickeys all over my neck. I gasped and quickly grabbed my concealer to cover the hickeys up with. I let out a sigh of relief when I  had the hickeys covered and went to put a shirt on over my sports top when RaeLynn woke up and whined, “nooo, don't put a shirt on!! You look so hot!” She said as she reached out for me.

I looked at her and smiled, “I have to, Mi dulce,” I told her as I kissed her head, gasping when she just pulled me down and kissed me which I obviously returned with the same passion. We spent about ten, fifteen minutes just kissing until someone walked in without knocking.

“Hey, gi-” Raymond said as he opened the door, freezing on the spot before he took a deep breath and just closed the door behind himself as he left my room.

RaeLynn turned bright red, “oh my God, I can't believe that just happened!!” she said, getting up to get dressed. She started to ramble about how Raymond didn't know how to knock as she got dressed in a hurry, throwing one of my sweaters on like it was suddenly hers but I didn't mind since she looked cute.

New years eve was a strange night, I was in Cuba with my parents, Rosa, and Ethan. I was sitting on a balcony, smoking a cigarette while I thought. I couldn't get my mind off of Christmas Eve, I knew that having sex was normal and that it wasn't bad but I felt bad about it because I never once stopped and asked RaeLynn if she actually wanted it, it just happened. I guess Ethan could sense my distress and walked outside to join me for a smoke break, “what troubles you, Val?” He asked as he lit one of his own cigarettes and sat next to me.

I looked at him, “promise me you won't get mad at me?” I asked as I took a deep breath when he nodded, “RaeLynn and I had sex on Christmas Eve…” I started.

“Oh, I know. Raymond walked in on you two making out while RaeLynn had only the blankets over her, he told me all about it,” Ethan told me, “are you feeling weird about it?” He asked.

“Not weird, but I feel bad about it,” I said as I looked at him, “RaeLynn and I were making out which I am in no way complaining about, but then we both got very handsy, and I realize now that in the moment I didn't stop to even ask her for consent. And I know that was the first time she'd been that intimate with someone since what Maxwell did to her. I feel bad, I feel like I may have forced it onto her and she was just too sweet and nice to tell me to stop,” I explained as I grabbed my soda and took a drink.

Ethan nodded a bit as he thought, “you remember Vi's dad, right? The tall man with the green dreadlocks?” He asked, looking at me.

I nodded, “yeah, the one who always seemed really mean and possessive over Raymond,” I said. I was confused as to why he was bringing that guy up.

Ethan took a deep breath, “Tyler also did some things to Raymond, some things that really scarred him. Those things are how Violetta was born. And it took Raymond a really hard time to be comfortable with being touched by any man, even Dya and I couldn't touch him without him going into a really bad panic. He and I just recently got him into a mindset where he is able to handle little touches, it's taken him a while because his trauma was so much more recent and his time to heal hasn't been as long as RaeLynn’s has been. RaeLynn has also had family and friends who have been there to support her through her healing journey, however Raymond hasn't because his dad isn't as nice. RaeLynn may not have verbally given you consent, but I can tell from the hickeys that you tried and failed to hide, that she was one hundred percent as into the deed as you were that night. But I still encourage you to talk to her about this,” he explained to me before he got up and put his cigarette out then walked back inside.

I thought for a bit about what he said, letting it sink in and decided to message RaeLynn to meet me at our spot when I got home before I put my phone away and walked inside to get some sleep.

Two days later, I got off the plane from Cuba and bought myself two Krazy Krapple Busters at the airport so I could drink them and beat the jetlag. I quickly got on the city bus to meet RaeLynn at our spot, the abandoned warehouse in the park that nobody uses. We always met there when we needed to have a serious conversation. 

When I arrived at our spot, I saw that RaeLynn was already here, “hey, Bunny,” I said as I sat down.

“Hey! How was your trip back?” She asked me as she kissed my cheek.

I sighed, “tiring,” I told her then took a deep breath, “I want to talk about Christmas Eve,” I said as I looked at her. I didn’t exactly know how to start it, so I just went for it, “did you actually want to, or did you feel uncomfortable but didn’t tell me to stop because you didn’t wanna hurt my feelings?” I asked her, seeing the shocked expression on her face.

“Val, Have you been worryin’ about this? Of course, I wanted to!” she told me, grabbing my hands as she looked at me, “listen to me, I am not completely healed from what Maxwell did to me. I don’t think I ever will because of how many pieces of me that he stole from me through those three years that he hurt me, but I know you and I know that you would never do anything to purposefully harm me, or force me into anything that made me uncomfortable. You have too good of a heart to ever, ever do that,” she said, holding eye contact with me for the longest she ever had. She typically was incredibly uncomfortable with eye contact, “you are Valentina Julietta Rodriguez, Not Maxwell Joseph Derickson. You are not some creepy, old man who likes to harm children. You are a sweet, kind soul who has been hurtin’ and deserves a li’l bit of love to get you through the darkness. And I plan on bein’ that light for you, Valentina,” she added before she kissed me. 

I kissed her back, my heart swelling with every word she said, “why are you so sweet?” I asked in a near-whisper before she and I got up to head to my house. I felt like our conversation went well so now I had to look for a new topic to talk about, “what are you planning for your Sweet Sixteen?” I looked at her.

“I don’t know yet, it feels kind of weird that I’m turnin’ sixteen in less than a month. It kind of feels like time is goin’ too fast” she said as she held my hand, “I don’t even know if I’m goin’ to be up for celebratin’ my mom’s condition has gotten even worse. They think she’s gonna kick it before my birthday…” she explained, looking away as she tried to hide how scared and sad she was. I could tell she didn’t want to worry me, but I could also feel the way her hand trembled in mine. I gave her hand a gentle squeeze to silently show her that I was there for her, I couldn’t completely relate because both of my parents were in mostly good health and were never as nice and caring as Mrs. Selena Derickson was. Mrs. Derickson was always a nice woman, she was accepting and kind. Even though her family wasn’t super well off, she made sure that Raymond and Rylyn had good memories even though she was in an incredibly abusive marriage, even if she was so sick some days that she couldn’t get out of her bed. Her and RaeLynn weren’t super close, but I knew that RaeLynn idolized her mother which I understood why, Selena was a beautiful woman who always gave everything for her children and family. In my opinion, she was the only person I would ever see as a true saint. 

I looked at RaeLynn, “well, maybe we can get E to buy us some booze then we can get drunk and drown our sorrow,” I said as I pulled her close and wrapped my arm around her.

#author #creative writing #my writing

[hazelrose3637]

I need to vent here.

TW: rape, abortion, Republicans

So Arizona’s Supreme Court just declared a draconian anti-abortion law enforceable now that Roe is overturned. And too many people are talking about infanticide and “keep your legs closed.”

Okay, first off…

CONSENT TO SEX IS NOT CONSENT TO PREGNANCY!!!!! Stop being idiots about people wanting sex but no baby.

Also, no, life doesn’t start at conception, because guess what, sometimes an egg can be fertilized BUT it doesn’t latch onto the uterus so it can get flushed out. You need more than just a zygote to have life.

And there is NO SUCH THING AS PARTIAL BIRTH ABORTION!!! Think about it: how can someone be “partially aborted”? And if a baby dies at birth, it’s a tragedy and happens by accident. NOT because someone decided to kill it.

By the way, killing is NOT the same thing as an abortion. Why is that? Glad you asked. Abortion is an umbrella term for services involving removing tissue from the uterus or just making sure the pregnant person doesn’t die from a fluke like the zygote ending up outside the uterus.

Sometimes the fetus is already dead due to a miscarriage, but it lingers inside the pregnant person. The only way to clear it out and get the person ready for a new pregnancy is abortion.

And no one knows right away if they’re pregnant. It can take weeks to know for sure if you’re pregnant or if it’s a red herring. So anyone who says “no abortions after six weeks” are uninformed idiots. And it can take up to months to even get an abortion thanks to US healthcare, so the whole “no abortions after 15 weeks” is also asinine.

And I HATE that the only solution a lot of these pro-lifers give is “keep your legs closed.” That’s a gross violation of someone’s autonomy. Because once more, CONSENT TO SEX IS NOT CONSENT TO PREGNANCY. And those who get raped absolutely don’t need to carry a fetus because YOU want medical control.

One last thing: why is it that in all these talks/debates, they only talk about the fetus/baby? Why not the birthing person? Can a pregnant person claim an unborn fetus as a dependent on taxes? Can they do ANYTHING with it? No, they can’t. The fetus relies on the host. Plain and simple. It’s not a full person yet — but it gets more respect than the host.

Now Republicans may try to say “abortion shouldn’t be used as birth control.” WHO IS DOING THAT? If someone’s getting an abortion, it means either 1) they never wanted the baby to begin with and this pregnancy may have been a fluke, or 2) it’s an emergency. Neither of those options is the same as birth control.

And they’re not pro-life. They don’t care about the baby once it’s born. They don’t provide any food stamps or make sure the baby can survive in poverty or extreme conditions. It’s just “poop out another human, we don’t want to support it.” If they’re gonna be pro-life, they need to give a shit about ALL life, not just the ones that aren’t born yet.

It’s so infuriating to see in my own country. Even more so when others fall for their rhetoric and spread it without thinking.

TL;DR Abortion is healthcare, not about “killing babies.” Partial birth abortion isn’t a thing. Republicans are killing us.

#trigger warning #rape #abortion #republicans #United States #pregnancy #rant #I’m so sick of people refusing to understand what abortion is #some people are so clueless #it’s angering and confounding #I just don’t get how anyone can call themselves pro lifers when they do heinous things like this #they just shut down any and all discussions of abortion with fake claims about wanting to murder babies #they need to stop calling themselves pro lifers and call themselves what they actually are #forced birthers

[pedrostylez]

The he smut of part 7 was 🔥 😈 Anna confrontation was kinda anti climatic tho but I think I get it

Hi anon! I’m glad you enjoyed the smut. Writing smut is difficult for me because I will reread it over and over and I’m not convinced it is good. Common issues lol.

I’m not reading this as you trying to be snarky/mean, but I’m going to defend my writing just a tad

I think it is important to remember that we are only seeing a snippet of time for these characters.

Reader and Anna’s relationship extends all the way to elementary school-where they are both only children with fucked up families trying to mother each other while reader’s family splits apart and while Anna deals with emotional abuse from her mother. Both try to protect each other from it, but specifically Anna tries to protect the reader from knowing how horrible Anna’s mom is. (Example: Anna’s mom berating her for sleeping around in Drabble 1, doesn’t tell the reader about it that night because she knows the reader looks up to Anna’s mom as her own mom. Doesn’t use it as an excuse when they are confronting each other, which would have been a totally valid thing to bring up, since it brings context to what her mental state was. Doesn’t even mention that Brad was literally kissing another girl when Anna approached him? If I was reader I would have wanted that information, but Anna protects her feelings yet again)

Reader also feels like she protects Anna by not talking about her own feelings. Reader see’s Anna as the golden child, always perfect and actually thinks Anna is oblivious to her issues, and so she bottles up her own feelings to keep Anna happy. “You wished you could be like her...” “Unintentionally attracted everyone around her to her realm.” Are both very jealous statements, just in the first paragraph of the first chapter. Reader protects Anna by being the sane one when they go out to parties-dressing “down” in comparison, (I don’t like this wording but I’m not sure how else to put it) letting Anna be a little crazy while reader is basically sober. Anna knows this, and in some cases likely takes advantage because she knows she can lean on reader and have a fun night.

These two characters have a lot of history, and we are only seeing a snippet of when they are finally communicating this particular issue. They have gone their whole lives not just supporting each other but tip-toeing around each other's issues to be the shoulder to cry on. We are talking about two girls that grew up together, are now in their late 20’s, and have still stuck by each other-after moves, college, jobs, long term relationships not working, etc. In the scheme of it all, this extended spat that reader has held on to without telling Anna is...tiny. They will get over it. They are sisters that chose each other rather than born into the same family.

I did debate having Santiago and Frankie be stuck in the middle, but that was just wrong with not only the timeline I’m following (Frankie and reader being together for only a couple weeks of time) but also your significant other getting in the middle of your friendship spats is typically the indicator of boundaries being overstepped. (I can only use myself as the example. If my friends and I are having issues, my partner is being told information exclusively so I can work through it out loud. He does not get in the middle, he does not talk to my friend to defend me, NOTHING without my consent first.) Especially if the relationship is new. Frankie asks multiple times if everything is okay, and reader says she will handle it. Santiago asks Anna what’s going on, and she gives an explanation that is pretty vague, because at the end of the day-this is between Anna and reader and no one else. And...maybe this is me just writing in a self-indulgent way.

So I guess what I’m saying is yeah maybe it was anticlimactic, but without it being fucking crazyyyyyyy (which there is a place for that, but I am not currently able to write it) this is what makes sense for Anna and reader’s relationship in my brain.

#something else #anon ask #Abi talks

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Title: Vampire’s Kiss (Chapter 32: Unreachable Sin. Part 18 of 18)

Fandom: King of Fighters

Characters: Kyo Kusanagi, Iori Yagami, Shingo Yabuki, Orochi, Yashiro Nanakase, Leona Heidern, Kain R. Heinlein, Chizuru Kagura, Kusanagi, Goeniko, Chris

Pairing: Iori Yagami x Kyo Kusanagi (main one)

Genre: AU, BL, Supernatural, Fantasy, Gothic Fantasy, Adventure, Slow-Burn, Eventual Romance, Dark Themes, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Human/Vampire Relationship, Human/Demon Relationship

Summary: This vampire already has bad luck on his side, yet he decides that his next prey going to be a certain redhead vampire hunter. However, the very little he knows how this encounter will end…

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An hour has passed until one certain vampire starts to wake up. However, as soon as he regained consciousness, the sensation of unbearable pain spreads across his entire body. It felt like an invisible force was crushing and squeezing him without letting him move a single muscle. Hell, it was impossible to breathe due to someone choking him. Soon enough, the pain fades away, yet, the sensation of the flame serpent wrapping around his body strikes the nocturnal creature. While the brunette silently whines and groans, his face twisting in pain. Just what happened when he was forcibly put under sleep? Or so, the vampire feared without being unable to move.

As soon as Kyo opens his eyes, he noticed that he was resting inside the familiar hut. More so, when the brunette turns his head, he can see restless Chizuru, and next to her, Iori staring at him with such a serious look on his face. It was followed by the witch’s question ‘‘You’re finally awake. Is it you, Kusanagi?’’. After the vampire leans on his elbows and sits up, he asks in an unsure tone ‘‘Oi, Kagura, Í hope that you find what you needed, ‘cos I can feel like someone beat me up and burned my body. Just what kind of spells did you use on me? And why are you staring at me like that? ’’. However, the sorceress keeps her serious face and closes her eyes. After opening her eyes, Kagura comments ‘‘It looks like you were asleep all this time while the dark creature was using your body.’’.

Meanwhile, Iori crosses his arms and silently listens to how Chizuru addresses Kyo ‘‘I asked Yagami about what happened when you two were off. He told me about your behavior in the abandoned necromancer's cave and when you stayed in the inn. From what I heard, I can guess that another entity lives inside you since you were born, Kusanagi. Perhaps, you are the incarnation of this evil spirit, who couldn’t find a feeling of peace after its death. And thus, for some reason, it decided to use you to achieve what it wants. It’s also safe to assume that it becomes active and takes over your body when you are in danger. For example, this dark creature has mistaken me for the threat when you were unconscious or when you faced that giant bat. It also can take over your body when your instincts are strong. However, I cannot fully confirm this yet.’’.

Once Chizuru finished explaining, the redhead steps in and speaks up in a serious tone ‘‘What are you suggesting to do? Is there is a way to kill that creature? Because there is no way that I would let that thing have Kyo even after I defeat him!’’. Yet, the ebony-haired woman briefly replied ‘‘Even when it possessed Kusanagi, you’ll kill them both. On the other hand, there is a way to suppress this entity. However, it comes with a big price. This is why I cannot do that without Kusanagi’s consent.’’. Of course, these words do not sound promising to the brunette, and all he could do is widen his eyes and swallows the saliva. Now, Kyo asks in a slightly nervous voice ‘‘What do you mean?’’. ‘‘If we successfully seal that dark entity, you won’t be able to use your awaken form and powers.’’ calmly replied Chizuru.

However, the vampire smirks and backfires in a careless voice ‘‘I don’t get it how can I lose something that was already stolen from me. So, it’s been a while when I was getting my food without even using my hypnotizing voice. Hell, I don’t even need to use my awaken form to defend myself. That’s why I have nothing to lose.’’. Now, his smug smile was wiped out by Yagami’s comment ‘‘And you still managed to end up under my foot, you become an easy target for other hunters and nearly got poisoned to death, you stupid vampire…’’. Nevertheless, Kyo tried to remain chill and unaffected, despite that his fists were itching to kiss the hunter’s face and remind him about the local fauna of the spider forest in detail. ‘If it wasn’t where we are and with whom, I would put you in your place, Yagami’, or so, thinks the brunette. Now, he replies in a slightly irritated voice ‘‘Unless you count some hunters back-stabbing, then yeah. Otherwise, I can defeat anyone without a sweat! So, only the weak and cowards use such a dirty and unfair play.’’. Lastly, the nocturnal creature addresses Chizuru ‘‘Anyway, what I need to do this time?’’.

After taking a deep breath, Kagura starts to explain ‘‘First of all, I need you to get me one of the rarest materials, which you can obtain in this world – the Crimson Stone. Perhaps, it is just a legend. However, for centuries, many alchemists devoted their lives to create this tiny stone, which holds great power and grants any wish and even immortality. Many have failed and lost their lives in the process. However, there were just a few, who have succeeded in creating Crimson Stone. These people to this day still wander in this world. There were also people, who rejected their humanity and entered into the demon realm. ’’.

As soon as the witch finished her speech, Yagami comments while resting his head on his chin ‘‘And that’s it? ’’. Now, the sorceress addresses Iori ‘‘Yagami, if you two manage to obtain this stone, I would need your help to restrain Kusanagi. While you would hold him until I say so, I’ll put him under the sleep. Then after that evil spirit appears, I’ll seal it inside the Crimson Stone.’’. ‘‘What if that creature won’t show up this time?’’, the redhead backfires. Without any second thought, this woman replies ‘‘Then, I would have no choice than to stress Kusanagi as much as it takes to summon the dark entity.’’.

The more Kyo listened to their discussion, the more he was uncomfortable. And thus, after shaking his head, the brunette instantly stands up and makes his way to the door. Before taking his leave, the nocturnal creature indignantly announces from the top of his lungs ‘‘ I AM NOT GONNA BE THE PART OF YOUR TWISTED TESTS! YOU WON’T MAKE ME GO THROUGH THAT AGAIN! So, good luck with that!’’. As he deeply breaths through his nose, Kyo adds ‘‘And you know what, Yagami? I thought that you were a decent human being, but you’re NOT! You’re as bad as that bastard hunter! You know nothing about me! So, fuck you!’’, with these words, he slams the door as hard as he could and left the hut.

It was followed by the redhead hunter face-palming while murmuring ‘‘That fool…’’. Chizuru only sighs and while trying to remain as patient as she could, she speaks up ‘‘And you would let him go like that? Should we start to search for him?’’. Now, without looking back, Iori backfires with such a disappointment in his voice ‘‘Leave him like that… That stupid fool will return as soon as he calms down and he WILL apologize. Besides, he won’t run away that far.’’. After Yagami fixes his long coat, he walks towards the door. Yet, he was stopped by the Chizuru’s voice ‘‘Wait! Where are you going?’’. However, as the redhead turns his head to face Kagura, she noticed the hunter’s concerned look. Now Iori defends himself ‘‘I remembered that I have some unfinished business in the Guild. Thanks to that stupid vampire, I have nearly no savings left.’’. Of course, the ebony-haired woman didn’t question him any further, because, in the end, the vampire hunter cared about the brunette. That’s why the sorceress felt relieved and now adds ‘‘Be careful on your way.’’. Lastly, without saying a word, Iori has left.

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Some time has passed after aimless wandering around the forest, which was near the witch's shop. Now, Kyo decided to take a rest and lean against one of the trees, surrounding the plain alley. Yet, he was still upset how the redhead, who agrees to awaken a natural killing machine as ‘Nagi. As the nocturnal creature was observing the sky, he hoped that the serene moonlight and the graceful dance of stars would calm him down. Eventually, he slides down, and after hugging his knees, the brunette hung his head down. Of course, it hurts how, according to him, Yagami was reckless and not considering that next time the dark being might even drain the hunter until there is nothing but bones and flesh left. Nor, what if the brunette may be fully aware of what is going on when ‘Nagi possessed his body. Even the mental image alone of lifeless Iori’s final moments, makes Kyo tighten his grasps around his knees and let out a silent and pitiful groan. He doesn’t understand why, but it feels like the unbearable suffering of losing the redhead and staining his hands with Iori’s blood.

Now, the nocturnal creature was anxious as never before by having mixed feelings. Yes, he was still mad at Yagami and wanted him to think more carefully about why the brunette has left. But at the same time, he wished that the redhead would find him and call him a ‘stupid vampire’ as usual. Of course, if the vampire hunter would forgive him. He realized that when he was mad, Kyo told what he didn't mean. However, the brunette couldn't stop himself. In the end, Kyo was trying to find peace of mind by listening to the rustling leaves by the night breeze. However, as he was enjoying the silence of the night, he was alerted by the sound of rustling grass under someone’s foot. When the vampire slowly lifts his head, he speaks up in a half-sleepy tone ‘‘Yagami? When did you-’’.

Suddenly, Kyo widens his eyes in a terror after noticing the man in front of him. The cold moonlight enlights long locks of golden hair, which was rustled by the wind. Now, the hunter’s bloody-red eyes send a piercing gaze to this target. As the blond delightfully smiles, he points the sharp tip of the broadsword at his target. Lastly, he addresses the brunette in a calm, yet mocking tone ‘‘It’s been a while, little murderer…’’. The reflected platinum light on the long blond hair and his white long coat and pants, made him look like one of the Lord’s sent archangels. However, Kusanagi knew one thing. Behind that divine appearance, Kain was a more twisted creature than any devil.

Meanwhile, all the brunette could do is to stare when the blade was so close to touching his throat. Now, he listens to the blond commenting in a proud voice ‘‘How many times I have to kill you before you’ll perish, vampire?’’. Even the noble creature of the night like the Kusanagi’s heir was paralyzed in fear by the hunter’s presence alone. After closing his red eyes and chuckling, Kain continues ‘‘It doesn’t matter now. I should have done this from the beginning before you became a pester.’’. The vampire hunter moves his broadsword away. One strike should be enough to end this pathetic creature’s life. Besides, there was no need to see how another disgusting head fells by his blade. Lastly, the blade swings towards Kyo’s neck. It was followed by the heavy sound of the sword sinking into the wood and countless birds flying away.

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However, when he opens his eyes, Kain noticed that his broadsword is stuck in the tree. More so, how his target disappeared into a thin air. It was followed by the blond getting alerted by the unexpectedly launched fireball at him. However, the vampire hunter counter-attacks by gracefully sending the blue flame at his opponent. As the orange and blue flames crash into each other, they create an explosion echoing through the forest. Now, when the smoke was submerging into the air, Kain keeps his defensive position. As soon as the gray smoke disappears, the blond hunter smirks after seeing the brunette wearing white gloves and ready to snap his fingers again ‘‘Here you are. However, these toys won’t help you, vampire.’’.

Instead of replying, Kyo silently growls at his opponent while he tightens one of his gloves. As the sharp nails sprouted through the clothing, he warns Kain in a slightly shakily voice ‘‘I won’t let you get away so easily! Not after you made go through. Prepare yourself!’’. As his eyes glow in crimson red, the brunette dashes at his foe. However, the hunter dodges the attack by jumping backward and sending the blue pillar of the flame. That should be enough to perish this creature to the hell, or so, thought the blond.

Fortunately, the vampire slashes through the fire. After landing on feet and one hand, the nocturnal creature ferociously stares at Kain, who looked down on his foe. Without any second thought, the Kusanagi’s heir ignites his palm and uses upwards spin-slash. The warm light reflects on the hunter’s face as he blocks the strike with his sword. While Kyo was in the whirl of flame, he prepares for the finishing move. In the end, he dives at his opponent with the slashing strike. After the flame submerges into the air, the brunette landed on his feet. However, something was off. There was no sign of Kain.

All of a sudden, the brunette was alerted to hear his enemy’s calm yet menacing whisper from behind ‘‘You’re too slow.’’. When and how did he?-’ - Or so, wandered the vampire. Now, the broadsword penetrates his back and sprouts through his chest. As Kusanagi lets out an agonizing scream chocked by the blood gushing through his mouth, the sword was pulled out from Kyo’s chest. It was followed by the crimson liquid streaming through the vampire’s back and chest. Now, he suddenly drops like a rag-doll. However, the brunette shakily stretches his arm forwards. Right now, he was desperate to survive at any cost. As Kyo’s face was twisting in pain, he closes his eyes and crawls away as far as his strength allowed.

Meanwhile, when the dark crimson liquid was dripping from the hunter’s blade, Kain looks down on his victim, who leaves blood traces on the grass. Even the nocturnal creature’s struggle to survive, amused the blonde, who just stands while commenting ‘‘Why are you running? It’s useless.’’. When Kain drops his blade, it disappears into the thin air. Now, he started to approach the brunette. When he takes out the small bottle from one of his inner coat’s pockets, the blond adds in calm ‘‘I’ll end your misery by pouring some of this inside your wound.’’. Lastly, as he opens the bottle and is about to pour the holy water and finish his prey. Yet, the knife pierces his wrist.

It was followed by the bottle dropping on the ground and the growling voice from the forest ‘‘Who, the hell, allowed you to act as you want, you bastard?!’’. However, the nocturnal creature instantly recognized the owner of this voice. Now, as he turns his head, Kyo manages to spit out the pitiful words ‘‘Ya… Yagami…’’. Of course, the blond looks towards the redhead’s side. As Kain gives Iori a smug look, he pulls out the small blade from his wrist as it was no big deal. Now, greets Yagami with open arms ‘‘My, what a people we have here… What brings you here, you pesky brat?’’. However, step by step, the redhead hunter was approaching the blond while threatening him ‘‘You went too far this time. No god or devil will save you now!’’.

In the meantime, the vampire gathers his strength to shakily push himself and to sit on his knees. Yet, Kusanagi ended up leaning on one arm while with the other hand while with the other one, he covers his slowly healing wound. Now, he deeply breathes while keeping his head hung down. However, all the nocturnal creature could do now is to wait until Iori and then him to fell by their executioner’s blade. Despite knowing about their tragic fate, Kyo still silently prayed that any divine entity would grant them mercy tonight. Even the bloody tears start to run down his cheeks as he spits out silent and pointless words.

Nevertheless, the blond vampire hunter only gives the smug look as he was walking into the center of the plain alley ‘‘The louder the dog barks, the less it can do something. I’ll teach you how to behave.’’. As Yagami was following the blond, he was stopped by the brunette’s weak pledge ‘‘Yagami… Please, don’t do it! Run… You’ll-’’. Yet, his warning was cut by the Kain coldly glaring at the vampire. Now, he stretches his arm towards the vampire. The golden transmutation circle appeared below the brunette. Lastly, the hunter threats ‘‘Silence, low-life creature! Just wait patiently until I’ll finish you.’’. It was the protective barrier, which traps the victim and can only be destroyed by the summoner.

After Kain looks back at the redhead, he adds ‘‘Now, no one should interface, foolish child.’’. As Yagami picking his trustworthy whip, he quickly stretches it out in front of his opponent. It was followed by Iori unleashing a heavy low whip slash. Such gesture amused the blond in front of him, who stretches his palm and materializes a longsword in his hand ‘‘I see that you are prepared.’’. Lastly, Kain takes the sword into both hands and he stands in the defense position. Now, as impatience sparkles in his eyes, he points the tip of the blade at his opponent ‘‘Do not disappoint me!’’.

And thus, Yagami rapidly cracks the whip multiple times. Downwards, upwards, in the circle movement - each strike was blocked by the sharp blade. However, the avalanche of strikes has eventually stopped. The redhead lowers his left arm, which felt like was filled with the lead. Nevertheless, the blond uses his chance when Iori lowers his whip for a second. That’s right, the swordsman lowers his blade. As he sprints at the redhead, Kain swings the sword diagonally. Fortunately, Yagami’s reflexes were faster. He dodged the heavy strike by rolling to the side. It was followed by quickly picking up a few knives into his right hand while he was crouched. Now, he launches them at the blond.

Nevertheless, the spinning sword reflects the knives' attack. As Iori stands up, Kain lowers his blade and stretches his other hand at the redhead. Now, the blond hunter releases the wave of the blue flame at his opponent. Yet, Yagami unleashes the heavy strike and the fire has instantly faded away. However, Iori gets alerted at the unexpected blond’s attack. Even so, he jumps forwards and back-flips on time to dodge the thrusting strike. Fortunately, he managed to crack his whip and grasp the hunter’s sword while he was in the air.

As the blade sinks to the ground, Iori loosens the whip’s grasp. Now, he observes how Kain carelessly turns to face his opponent. In the meantime, Yagami wraps his trustworthy weapon into a spiral and points it at the swordsman. Now, the blond gave the mocking look for the fellow vampire hunter, who points the whip at him while threatening ‘‘It’s all over. Give up now and you’ll get a quick and painless death, Kain!’’. However, his foe only chuckles as he shrugs his shoulders. It was followed by the redhead grinding his teeth and asking in a furious voice ‘‘What a hell is so funny? Are you that eager to die!?’’. As the blond swoosh the long locks from his face, he replies in a nearly singing tone ‘‘Did anyone teach you not to play with the fire? You’ll get burned~’’. After a short pause, Kain receives no reply. So, he broke the deadly silence between them ‘‘Very well… If this is what you want. I’ll show you my power!’’. Now, Kain places his hand on his chest and begins to unbutton his coat.

After that, he picks up a golden necklace with a round bloody gem on it. It was followed by the blond announcing from the top of his lungs ‘‘CRIMSON STONE, GRANT ME MORE POWER!!!’’. All of a sudden, the red stone starts to flow in the air and brightly glow. The entire battlefield was covered in blinding crimson light. However, as soon it appeared, the light disappeared. Now, Kain was levitating in the air while the blue flame dances on each of his hands. Meanwhile, the blond was observing the vampire hunter from above; the countless swords were spinning behind his back. Lastly, the hunter in white proudly speaks up ‘‘How is it?... But do not be afraid. You won’t even feel how you’ll get crushed!’’.

It was followed by Kain pointing his palm at the redhead. And thus, he sents the swarm of blades towards Iori. There was no way that his whip could counter-attack such an amount of swords! That’s why Yagami instantly dodges the rain of swords by rolling on the side. Yet, another wave was sent at him immediately. The redhead rolls to the other side. Unfortunately, a couple of the swords scratched his right arm and leg. However, the hunter was too stubborn to give up even if he roughly breathes and could barely stand on his feet.

Surely, the fearsome vampire hunter’s struggle entertained Kain, who delightfully observed him. Finally, one strike and will kill this pathetic human. After the blond closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, he stretches his open left palm towards the hunter. It was followed by the heavy broadsword appearing in his hand. As he opens his eyes, Kain holds the handle in both hands and aims at Iori. Lastly, he diagonally dives at full force at the redhead.

However, at the last moment, Yagami ignores the pain and now push himself to the side. Unfortunately, the blond’s blade slightly cuts the left side of Iori’s torso. As Iori falls on his knees, he lets out a loud groan and now covers the wound on his left side with his palm. In the end, Kain lands next to the redhead. Now, he walks to pick up the broadsword, which is stuck in the ground.

After picking his blade, the blond approaches the fallen hunter. Now, he looks at Yagami with showing no mercy on his face. As Kain points his sword at Iori, notices that gaze filled with burning rage and hatred for him. Despite the threatening Iori's gaze, the white hunter cracks a sadistic smile ‘‘What a waste of my time… And all that big talk was for nothing. Oh well, at least you lasted longer than any of my targets. So, I’ll congratulate you on that. More so, I’ll make an exception for you. Do you have any last wish, worm?’’. However, Yagami spits out the threatening words between pathetic groaning ‘‘Damn you… We are not done yet…’’. Now Kain backfires ‘‘This is where you’re wrong… Die!’’. And now, the blond hunter was about to execute his victim. However…

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Suddenly, the man’s deep and cheerful voice objects ‘‘I don’t think so, pal~’’. Just the moment before Kain’s blade was about pierce Iori’s chest, he drops the broadsword. As the blond was silently groaning, he looks down at his chest and notices the sprouting tip of a massive sword from his chest. It was followed by the sword being pulled from him and Kain felling on his knees and soon enough felling on the ground. Meanwhile, when dark liquid was dying his snow-white clothes, the voice continues in a serious tone ‘‘I don’t care what you were doing after leaving the Guild. However, I won’t forgive you or anyone, who will harm one of Hunter Guild members.’’. Yagami only dumbfounded stares at the familiar person to him while addressing him ‘‘Yashiro… what… what are you doing here?’’.

It was a man with short silver hair, who wore an open black leather jacket and white t-shirt, lastly, and jet-black pants. Nanakase also had a black leather collar with a small silver heart on it. Now, Yashiro bends down and stretches his hands towards Iori, he simply answers with a smile on his face ‘‘We were minding our business until we heard the loud bang and I knew that we have to head in that direction. ‘What if Yagami-chan is once causing the problems or got into the fight against stronger types?’ this is what I thought and we canceled our hunt tonight.’’. However, they were interrupted by another voice. It seems that this innocent and excited voice belongs to a young teenage boy ‘‘Hey, Yashiro! Check this out! Hehe, someone got stuck inside the barrier like an idiot. And he just stares at me… Oh, never mind. The barrier is gone.’’.

It was followed by the demon hunter putting his big sword into the shed behind his back, and replying to that boy’s voice ‘‘What did you find there, Chris?’’. In meantime, Yashiro grabs the blond hunter by the collar of his coat and strikes Kain into the guts. After the blond hunter groans in pain, the silver-head throws him over his shoulder and warns in a deep and strict tone ‘‘I know that such a minor scratch won’t kill you, and that is very unfortunate for you. I’ll let the Guild Master decide your fate.’’. After straightening his knees, Nanakase stands up and looks in the direction of one certain person.

It was a teenage boy in his fifteens with big dark color eyes and short fluffy cinnamon-color hair with a fringe. This brunette wore a white shirt along with a brown and navy striped vest and matching pattern shorts. Lastly, the black swiss gunnery googles were resting on this boy’s head, who worn a gray color tailcoat. Of course, his doll-like face and slender figure can mistake him for a pretty girl. Yet, behind that innocent smile, he was a merciless killer with agile moves and deadly accuracy. That's right, Chris already surpassed most of the demon hunters at being such a young age.

But for now, the young hunter was squatting closely to the kneeling vampire. It was followed by turning his head towards the silver-head and replying in a louder voice ‘‘Nothing much. Just some big bro spacing out. Perhaps, he was drugged, I don’t know. You can see it by yourself.’’After returning his attention to the vampire, Chris began to poke the nocturnal creature with his finger while addressing Kyo in a playful tone ‘‘Hey, mister. Are you okay? Hey… Can you hear me? Hurry up and get uuup~’’. However, the older brunette keeps his head down without answering. Now, after Kusanagi roughly shakes the younger brunette’s hand, he sprints towards Iori’s side. Meanwhile, the younger hunter warns Yashiro ‘‘Hey… Watch out, Yashiro! That crazy dude is coming at you!’’.

Surely, it got the silver-haired man’s attention. However, instead of dodging, Yashiro stands in front of the rushing nocturnal creature at him. He was even to prepare to counter-attack by using the unconscious Kain’s body. Nevertheless, Kyo instantly passes him by. After the demon hunter looks behind his back, he noticed how Kusanagi was crouching and protecting the weakened Iori. While his furious eyes glow in red, his sharp fangs show up. While he was covered in his blood from head to toes, the brunette growls like a wild beast at another threat to the redhead’s life ‘‘Get away from him! I warn you. One more step and I’ll finish you off. Back-off, you shitty demon!’’. It was followed by him stretching out his razor-sharp nails while holding Iori closely to him.

It appears that Yashiro just cracks a smile and snorts. Now, the hunter murmurs ‘‘So, you can sense who am I… That’s not bad for a low-rank vampire.’’ and backfiring in a careless tone ‘‘Calm down little guy or you’ll hurt yourself. What’s your relation towards him?’’. However, Kyo just ferociously stares at his opponent. Just before Yashiro opens his mouth, he could hear Chris near him ‘‘Are you okay? Why don’t you kill him? He’ll eat that man!’’. However, Nanakase points by his chin at the vampire while commenting ‘‘Look more closely. If this creature was already lost his sanity, he would try to kill us first. But now, for some reason, this weird vampire is over-protective of my disciple. Chris, take Yagami away from this creature before it’s too late for him.’’.

Yet, the younger brunette gave a questioning gaze to his friend before trying to forcibly remove Kyo's hands from Iori. While he was struggling with his current task, Chris whines ‘‘Yashiro, I cannot do this… That idiot’s grasp is way too strong! Can I cut his arms off?’’. However, the other demon hunter addresses Kyo in a deep, yet calm voice ‘‘Stop doing this. It’s useless, you know. However, what are you gonna do to him? Heal him by some sort of miracle? Don’t make me laugh, vampire… Your vampire side is showing up and it won’t fade away for a long time. So, before you’ll reach the city, you and he will be killed by the other people. That’s why hand over Yagami and the Guild will take care of him. Besides, the sun will rise in a couple of hours. So, I suggest you retreat peacefully and not come any close to the Hunter Guild. You may meet the very nasty end if I caught you on sight. Don’t get me wrong, I do not forbid you from encountering that reckless fool once his wounds are healed. ’’.

Surely, Kyo had to admit that there was a part of truth in the hunter’s words. Even if the vampire’s heart was tearing in pain and guilt, but he lowers his arms. More importantly, he didn’t want Iori to die on his watch. After Chris throws Yagami’s arm over his shoulder, the young hunter stands up, he starts to catch up with his companion’s step. When both left without a farewell, Kyo was left alone surrounded by the silence of the night. Like never before he felt so pathetic and defeated. He was still wondering why did Iori did not resist or try to fight back, why did he remain silent all this time. Was he wounded this badly? Or was it because of the taste of utter defeat and hurting his pride? – Right now, the vampire had countless unanswered questions about the hunter.

As the brunette stands up, he covers his eyes and starts slowly walking towards Kagura’s shop. Now, through the gaps of his palms, the tears start to flow, while his lips were shaking. The nocturnal creature wished to sleep for eternity and in this way not to harm anyone, who are precious to him.

After a while, Kyo reached the door of the witch’s hut and when he silently knocks into the door, he waits with his head hung down. It didn’t take long enough for the ebony-haired woman to open the door. However, when she notices the brunette covered in dried blood and ruined clothes, she widens her eyes and asks in a concerned voice ‘‘Kusanagi, you’re back?... What happened to you? Come in. The explanation can wait for the later.’’. Now, Chizuru takes the vampire’s arm and drags him inside while he wasn’t resisting or telling a word.

When they were finally inside, Kagura helps Kyo to sit down on the bed and asks him ‘‘Did you got into a serious fight against Yagami? Don’t tell me… you two were fighting to the death? Is this why he is not here?’’. Yet, the words are stuck inside the nocturnal creature’s throat, and he shakes his head. The sorceress only softens her gaze ‘‘Then, what happened?’’. In the end, he didn’t manage to say even a single word. However, after the intense silence, which lasted like an eternity, the brunette spits out singly words in upsetting one ‘‘He… he was… taken… by other hunters…’’.

Of course, Chizuru knew that she have to let Kyo take as much as he needed time to tell what exactly happened. After the brunette bits hard his lower lip, he continues ‘‘Me and Yagami… were nearly killed… by that hunter. But then, two hunters showed up and … defeated that man. Then… then, they took Yagami. They told that they’ll take him to their guild and treat him until he’ll get better…’’.

The witch closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. After opening her eyes, Chizuru starts to lecture in a serious voice ‘‘Why are you upset, if someone helping him? Do you think that Yagami is that weak and won’t survive? Kusanagi, how could you heal anyone when you are injured and your spirit is broken? So, for now, you need to recover and have more faith in Yagami. Even I can tell that he doesn’t want to see your broken spirit. Besides, if you’re going to stay here for a while, then at least get a hold of yourself. First, clean up yourself and eat something. I’m pretty sure that there are still a lot of blood bags, which Yagami left for you. That’s why you can rest until tomorrow evening and you’ll guard my shop during the night. So, don’t think that I’m letting you stay because I pity you. I need you to work hard and prevent you from sinking into the dark thoughts.’’. With these words, the witch went to the study room. So, as soon as she left, the vampire sinks into the bed and curls into the ball.

Meanwhile, the two hunters were on their way to the Hunter Guild. However, Yashiro’s staring at the pendant, which was taken from Kain. Surely, it got the young brunette’s curiosity and now he asked in an innocent tone ‘‘What’s up with you? If you stare at it, you’ll bump into the wall or anything else.’’. Yet Nanakase puts the golden necklace with the bloody gem into the nearest pocket of the blond hunter, and replies ‘‘Nothing much. That little stone looked like Crimson Stone. But it’s just an incomplete version of it.’’. ‘‘Incomplete? What do you mean by that?’’ asks Chris.

However, now Yashiro starts to explain while they were getting step by step to the guild ‘‘From what I could tell, Kain wanted to create the Crimson Stone. Yet, you cannot make it even by using alchemy. It would be just a mere copy, which is nowhere near the original. Some humans might even be ready to massacre countless people or even devote themselves to create a fake stone, which only grants the grain of true Crimson Stone’s power. So, is it worth sin against the so-called god and devote yourself to something that you may never achieve? You may overcome death, but you will also lose the privilege to die. Humans are such stupid creatures, who will never fail to surprise. Right, Chris?’’.

Nevertheless, the brunette only cracks a smile and teases ‘‘That’s such a deep thought coming from someone like you. Did you practice this speech in front of the mirror? You know, that won’t impress even Shermie.’’. Yet, the silver-haired man counter-attacks in a playful tone ‘‘What’s that supposed to mean? Does little Chris wanna have his tiny nose get pinched until he becomes red and starts to cry?~’’. Now, he adds in a calm tone ‘‘When you live long enough like me, then you’ll understand how this world works and you’ll be still amazed each time of humans’ shenanigans. Anyway, how is Yagami-chan doing? He seems to be quiet all this time.’’. The brunette quickly gazes next to the redhead and replies ‘‘He looks fine to me. Perhaps, he just got exhausted… I can feel that he won’t only survive until he’ll reach the infirmary, but also would cause a lot of problems to the medics.’’. In the end, Yashiro only laughs ‘‘That’s what you expect from my disciple and no less…’’. With those words, the two hunters finally reached the entrance door of the Hunter Guild.

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Jack harlow masterlist

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Last updated June 16th | 94 fics || 🔥 means personal favorite

Off the market • Jack Harlow where he’s in an interview, and the interview asks if he’s single? And he has a simple response, like “I’m happy.”

🔥Quickie • No explanation needed ~ smut

🔥Aftercare • 𝐴𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑗𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠, ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 ~ smut

Little Harlow • just a headcannon on dad jack and your daughter being his mini me

My girlfriend a nurse • SUMMARY: Can u do one where he is dating a nurse? And he mentions that in a interview. Or in the red carpet and he brought YN as his date and they are all touchy and YN gets shy when he talks about her

Catching feelings • SUMMARY: jack request where they’re fwb but he definitely caught feelings and very open about it but the reader is kind of having a difficult time to do the same since she’s scared that it might not work something like that and lose their bond 🙃

🔥Protective jack • SUMMARY: Can you do a Jack Harlow imagine where possibly your ex comes to a party you are both at and Jack is just really jealous and protective? Maybe some drama in between too for some spice loool Pleaseeee

Believe me • SUMMARY: jack thinks you like Urban, but that's far from the truth

I thought I hated you • SUMMARY: since high school jack has hated you. Despite being clay's friend he always found a way to pick on you and make you feel like shit. Now that he's older and mature he realized he did you wrong only because he was trying to hide his feelings

Challenge • teasing each other until one of you get sexually frustrated and fail the challenge ~ smut

Dilf • Dilf jack fucking his daughter’s best friend during a house party or sleepover 😩😍 ~ smut

Mile high club • What about Jack and his gf joining the mile high club pls ~ smut

🔥Hrs and hrs • SUMMARY: for your 2 anniversary Jack takes you to a resort. He makes your weekend Very meaningful and eventful ~ smut

Little • “He/She’s so tiny.”....

I love you • accidentally saying “i love you” too early, but the other pulls them in for a kiss and says it back.

Flowers for you • seeing you happy is all that matters.....

Hot • “I never thought I’d hear you say that, fuck, that’s hot.”.... ~ smut

In the middle of the night • “where should i fuck you? your choice.”..... ~ smut

Lines • Wait can you do a concept where Jack falls in love on with his (black) costar on set? 👀 it'd be so cute where they're reciting their lines as they film but then he starts stuttering and forgets because he thinks she's so pretty or when they kiss he forgets his lines afterwards 😭❤

Morning • Also maybe write a fanfic where he is taking care of his daughter/son when they are a newborn

New balance • dad jack getting matching fits & new balances for his girl & baby then having urban take little family pics for them 🥺

Early baby • SUMMARY: Jack is racing through traffic from the studio to get to the to the hospital where reader is in time to be there when their first child is born.

Early birds • Jack and you enjoying an early Saturday morning before the kids get up in a few hours, sleepy jack + soft sex with the sunrise peeking in 🥺🥰 ~ smut

Victoria secret model • SUMMARY: Jack having a day with the reader in Victoria secret he’s bored so she decideds to put on a show for him it gets really steamy In that little fitting room🤭🤭🤭 even a worker asks her if she’s okay

Sheigo • Girlie can u write something about reader dressing like sheigo cosplay and jack losing his shit

Funny seeing you here • SUMMARY: jack & reader had history, reader wasn’t well know back then but is currently coming up (actress?) then at like a event they see each other for the first in a while. & some of jack’s song are about their relationship, like ‘funny seeing you here’.

Scraped knee • Dad jack and you are in the living room working on your things, Jack working on some songs while you scroll through your phone. You both hear a loud whimper sound and when you walk out of the living room in a hurry to see your kid crying on the floor indicating that the kid had fallen and Jack just hating his kid crying so he picks them and holds them close to his chest as the kid cries

🔥Baby mama • SUMMARY: Can u do something Jack and reader have a child or children together and they split for a while.... jack gets a new gf and she's obviously jealous of the coparenting relationship jack and the reader have for their chil/children and says something slick about it and comes at reader sideways and jack ends up defending the reader obviously because she's the mother of his child/children and hes still got love for her, and the girlfriend ends up getting pissed off because jack defended the mother of his child? And then reader thanks him for sticking up for her and old feelings get brought up? Sorry I can't help but thing about how much respect/love jack would have for the woman that has his children😩

Do you love me • SUMMARY: If you’re taking requests for Jack: Jack and y/n have been dating for over a year but she’s not very good at admitting her emotions so they end up getting into an argument because Jack doesn’t think that she is serious about him so she goes and gets a tattoo of his initial on her ring finger to prove that she permanently wants him in her life and he gets emotional about it.

Pregnant on tour • SUMMARY: Jack request: Jack and the reader have talked about having a baby for a long time but they could never get the timing correct, so you finally decide that you’re going to get pregnant in the middle of a tour so that way when it’s over with can safely have your baby. So like a fic where you’re like three or four months pregnant on tour and everybody takes care of you. Jack is really worried about your morning sickness and stuff like that.

Short series:

SUMMARY: when jack wants to get away from his main girl, he comes to you to relieve his stress

Side piece part one

Side piece part two

Side piece part three

Falling • Hiii, I wanted to request something for the jack Harlow series. Where Jack, Rosie and you go to picnic and as you guys get there rosie runs to find your guys favorite tree and rosie plays around while you and Jack talk after awhile you both hear a cry as rosie comes and hugs jack hiding her face in his chest and when you ask her what's wrong she whimper saying she had gotten hurt and Jack goes all dad mode. Sorry if this is long and confusing ❤️

You're not pregnant are you • SUMMARY: Okay I have a request for Jack where his girl has an IUD that she got before she met him and when they started dating and having sex, she didn’t tell him about it bc she knew he was insistent on wearing protection bc he didn’t wanna have a kid yet and she didn’t want to make him feel like she was lying to trick him and she also knew he got around a lot so she was fine wearing protection for std reasons but over time she forgot to tell him and one day his friends are over and Neelam or urban’s gf ask Jack if they had any pads or tampons bc she started and he realized that since she’s been living with him he hasn’t seen her get her period and he panics thinking he got her pregnant🤣 I know this is very specific but I have an IUD and just thought about this scenario in my head and I can’t stop laughing about how panicked he would be 🤣

Mother's day • A little blurb of Rosie on mother's day?

Poison • SUMMARY: jack always had a thing for you ever since he met you through a friend . He craved being around you and having your attention. It's gotten to the point where you were all he ever thought about. He knew he had to get you.

Silent treatment • concept idea: reader and jack are early in their relationship (1-2 months) and nobody likes her, i’m talking neelam, urb, 2fo, etc. or they just leave her out of conversations and events and jack obviously takes her but they whisk him away and she feels left out. it’s not that she did anything bad they just don’t even have a valid reason for not liking her. then he finds her crying one night and then confronts them about it and they start to actually bond with her and like not just for jack’s sake but because she is actually fun and nice they just never took the time to realize (that was long LMAO)

Mistakes were made • I have a mini harlow request, where they are at a restaurant and reader orders something with ranch but rosie thinks it's something sweet and she asks to try it at which reader tells her that Rosie doesn't like it but Rosie asks again at which reader gives in and let her try it only for her to make a face and spitting it out while reader and Jack try to hide their laughs. (Mini Harlow)

Manifestation • Could you write a story about Jack dating a spiritual/witch girlie? 🧘🏽‍♀️ I know that Jack believes in manifestation but imagine she'll teach him what the crystals his fans give him mean, he feels better when she sages the house, or he just finds her so fascinating (her beauty, her vibe, and her beliefs) 🤍

🔥Kentucky derby • Can you write something where the reader is 6 months pregnant at the Ketucky Derby. Jack is very protective. And Jack also wants to show your baby bump to the crowd. Your shy, but you'll do it for Jack. Can also add Drake being protective also.

Vibrating panties • do a fic about jack having one of the remote controlled vibrators and he teased y/n out in public with it?

Miscarriage • SUMMARY. i saw that soemone requested a misscarriage fic so heres my idea. you were at jacks parents house. and everyone was out. so jack was out at the studio with neelam and urban. jack urban and neelam were talking outside. maggie gets there and goes inside. youre like 16 ish weeks along. maggie finds you on the floor bleeding a lot and yells for jack. he comes in and just fully freezes up and cant move and is just crying. and maggie and urban and neelam are trying to help you. but youre basically out of consiousness but keep saying softly something like, jack everythings ok love. thats kind the end of my idea.

Strawberry patch • SUMMARY. Ok jack taking Rosie to the strawberry patch. She's wearing her little strawberry overall like strawberry shortcake and she's wearing a bucket hat uncle urban got her!! Love you<3 (mini Harlow)

Face mask • Jack putting a face mask on his girl who sitting on the sink?

Uwban • The baby saying urban instead or mummy or daddy!!

Family • Please write something where your baby is crying and you and Jack comfort them together

The couch • A blurb request. Jack getting home late and finding you sleeping on the couch

We don't sing that • We're on dad jacks train I see. How about jack catching his daughter seeing one of his songs

Breakfast • Jack waking you up in between your legs 🤗 smut

Be my forever • can we get a lil blurb of jack proposing to reader?🥺

Clothing shopping • Reader getting insecure while shopping for clothes with Jack and he's there to pick her up x

Needles • Okay this is a silly thing but I always faint when i get my blood taken cause my body just shuts off so maybe you could write something about that like Jack being an absolute angel through it cause lately I had to go to the hospital a lot for that but if you don't want to please don't 🧡

The sickies • Rosie getting sick With a fever and start throwing up. JACK takes care of them because you're out but she's dying to see you

She's the one • What about like Jack's fam not really being sure if you're the one but you two stay over at there's and they like overhear you two laughing together cause Jack is like tickling you or something

Dates • request! Getting lost in IKEA date and target date

Hentai • SUMMARY. You and Jack are filming for white man can't jump. You both hit it off and flirt like crazy with each other. One night when you both are supposed to be reading your script you decide to act out the sex scene which leads to more.

I got you • Can you make a lil fic of the reader and Jack just having their second child but the reader is going through postpartum depression. Maybe something with the reader reaching a breaking point and freaking out at Jack and their child but instead of being an ass Jack is a supporting husband and helps.

In the song • OMG I'm sooo in love with Little Harlow! Can I please request one where Jack uses her voice or voice-mail in the song, so when he plays it for her reaction is funny, but she is all happy and screaming "that's me, that's me"!! Thank you

She's just a baby • How about you all are getting ready for the beach but jack sees Rosie wearing a two piece and goes all dad mood about it lol

Sister bond • How about Rosie and a few week old clementine bonding. Maybe Rosie always wants to hold her and she points out her little smiles and stuff ❤️❤️❤️

I'll teach you • SUMMARY. “Jack teaches the reader how to properly finger herself After she can't orgasm” ✨SMUT✨

Lovers to strangers • can you just a jack harlow fan fic where he cheats on his gf and she finds out i want lots of ANGST

9 months • Can you do a fanfic where it’s shows that jack is wit the reader though out the whole pregnancy and the birth too

What did you say • Mmmmh reader and Jack get in a fight and Jack accidentally calls reader a different name

🔥Introvert • jack and yn spend the whole day out together but she's an introvert so when they get home she wants alone time and he gets in his feels cus he can never get enough of his girl. clingy jack pls

A little crush • Reader and Jacks toddler having a little crush on one of the other guys. I can see Jack being so salty about it

On set • Hi I heard you were requesting blurbs? Can you do one with a black!reader who’s an actress that Jack has a crush on.

Childhood crush • What about one where Jack is jealous about the reader’s childhood crush on Drake?

My girl • Hi :) I'm a sucker for cute shiii so was wondering if I can get a fluffy Jack scenario where you're sitting on his lap and you're just keep complimenting him and calling him cute and stuff while you're cupping his face sksksksk

Home • “Jack comes back from tour”

🔥On cloud nine • Ok but can you write this but with jack 🥲that was literally the sweetest think I’ve ever read

Not the right time • I sent in the ask halfway complete, I was going to do a request too, would you do a leaving him at the altar one but not because they fall out of love just like sadness or something happened?

Up in the sky • In honour of Urbs insta story, can we have mile high club smut with either Jack or Urb pls

The ways Jack touches you:

What's it like sharing a bed • Can you write something about what it's like to share a bed with Jack, like maybe he can't sleep without touching and he always has a hand on you even in his sleep

Mrs. Harlow • Hello! I hope your day has been great! 💜 I was wondering if you could write a fic of Jack and reader getting married? If not, that’s okay! 😊

🔥Sundress season • Summary: “Jack fucks you in a sundress after your teasing”

Be who you • Can you do a imagine where Jack shows support to his gf who's bisexual for pride month and makes a tiktok where him and urban sing to the reader "Be who you areeee, for your priiiiide!!!" Lmao 💀 happy pride everyone btw! 🌈💖

That boyfriend • Jack being protective and attentive without even knowing he is or thinking twice about it like always walking on the outside of the curb or sees you struggling to open a bottle and he just takes it from your hand and opens it no questions asked and holding you close when you walk through big crowds especially at his concerts

Pretty mama • Can u do one where reader gets insecure about her body after giving birth to the new baby and Rosie hears her talking bad about herself so Rosie tries to cheer her up?

IG live • I just want more jack and y/n on IG live interacting with fans and each other🙄

Skydiving • Jack and reader go skydiving but he pranks her making the pilot seem like the plane is going down reader is scared of heights and planes and gets anxiety do to them and jack convinced her to go with him beside her fear -🌊

Beach break • Summary: Jack inviting the reader on vacation with him and he can't keep his eyes off her(childhood friends)

Different kind father's day

Two!? • Jack and reader go to the ultrasound sound for there first child but they discover they are having twins do to readers genes on her fathers side and they are both boys though it would be funny considering jack wants girls

Everything changed • 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: Reader admits to jack that she never wanted to have kids until she met him and thats when everything changed for her as she didn’t want to put her kid with what she went through cause her dad only came around when he needed her and she didn’t want to talk to him every again when she had turn 17 and she knows that jack would never do that with his child and her

The ways/reasons jack kisses you

There's someone else • 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄

Gentle • hii idk if u take requests but i wanted to ask u if u are open to writing abt like reader and jack have sex for the first time after she gave birth and he is like super gentle and sweet with her cuz she is scared it will hurt? :)

B.E.T awards

So about those eight daughters • Jack talking about what reader thinks of them having 8 daughters on a podcast

Sit down, relax • Summary: after a long day of taking care of your kids jack ask you to sit down. You were very surprised when he told you where

Biggest supporter • Rosie’s first dance recital and jack being like the mom from mean girls lol

A titty • Rosie getting her first pet(can be any animal)

What are we? • If you’re taking requests/concepts can I request where Jack & reader are on the talking/dating stage. But she gets word of the rumor going around about him and Lori? (Too soon? Someone else then??) reader confronts him and they get into a huge argument??? Ion something around that lol. Thank you in advance & again thank you incase you’re not taking these kind of requests ❤️❤️

The lies within us • the reader finds out Jack's cheating while she's pregnant with their child

What happens in the kitchen stays in the kitchen • you and Jack decided to bake some brownies. It doesn't go well seeing how you both were baked yourselves

First show • insta au

First show • Rosie's first show with Jack. She's her daddies biggest fan

#jack Harlow #jack harlow x reader #jack Harlow smut

[ladyartemesia]

TEASER: Kim Seokjin and the Mean Omega

Pairing: Nerd Alpha Kim Seokjin x Popular Omega Reader

Genre: A/B/O • Enemies to Lovers • (Sorta) College AU • Best Friend's Brother AU (Who is surprised? No one?)

Teaser Word Count: 3.6K

Teaser Warnings: A/B/O sexual dynamics • suggestive content

Rating: Explicit (18+) (Teaser is PG-13)

Summary: In the modern world, alphas are almost unheard of so why even bother learning about them? After all, as a spoiled (but reasonably kind-hearted) omega who is used to getting whatever she wants, you have better things to do. However, when unexpected circumstances throw you in the path of (extremely) nerdy and (probably?) shy Kim Seokjin, you're shocked to discover that he won't be wrapped around your little finger as easily as all the rest. Bringing that infuriating geek to his knees quickly becomes your personal mission in life... But it turns out that Kim Seokjin is not what he appears to be and the mean omega who eats beta boys for breakfast is about to get way more than she bargained for...

Author’s Note: This story would not be here without the love, support and friendship of my incredible support system. You talk with me, you laugh with me, you listen when I’m crying, and you read my chaotic drafts when I am ready to pull my hair out of my head in frustration. I love you all. @ppersonna @xjoonchildx @untaemedqueen @lemonjoonah. ALSO thank you to each and every one of you who encouraged me to post this story. This fic is dedicated to all of you as a token of my love and appreciation. Your support keeps me writing. Never doubt that for a second.

“...due to discriminatory anti-alpha policies in the late nineteenth and early twentieth century, alphas were nearly eliminated from the general population…”

You heaved a weary sigh and rolled your shoulders—stretching the buttons of your high-end Oxford shirt to their limit. The beta sophomore to your right whined audibly and you smirked.

“...despite efforts to restore the genetic balance of designations, alphas currently comprise less than one percent of the population…”

Your back arched slightly as you crossed your legs, letting the absurdly short hem of your skirt ride up even higher. The poor boy you were tormenting shifted miserably in his seat.

How was he supposed to focus on a Human Biology and Designation Studies lecture when the living breathing embodiment of every sweaty undergrad’s fantasies was twisting her fingers in her hair and wrapping her pretty pink tongue around a strawberry lollipop right there in the middle of class?

“...unlike betas and omegas, alphas possess enhanced strength and the ability to compel other designations with their voice. Unmated alphas especially were often baselessly feared and distrusted...”

You knew exactly how you affected boys like him. You were a shameless tease who relished their attention and the power it brought you. Who needed drugs when driving a man mad with desire was a rush more potent than any high?

“...and that’s all for today so please read pages 450-466 in the text over break and remember to turn in your essay on scent and consent in intimacy—”

That poor sophomore looked like he had finally worked up the courage to speak to you, but you were already out the door and tearing down the hall toward your beautiful (and entirely platonic) counterpart, Kim Taehyung.

“Do you think Professor Moore is unaware that class is over at 3:25 or is he just torturing us for science?”

Taehyung shrugged, falling into step beside you with practiced ease.

“I mean I would torture you for free so it’s hard to say.”

The corner of your mouth quirked up at his characteristic dry humor, but the irritation at being held in that sweltering lecture hall for an extra ten minutes had frayed your temper.

“It’s the last class before spring break, I’m sure he was on some sort of twisted power trip.” You dug around in your purse for some chapstick, ignoring Tae’s amused snorting, “Alphas barely exist anymore and none of us are likely to meet one. Why bother learning what they can do?”

Taehyung tilted his head in amusement.

“You might be surprised.”

The final party before the beginning of spring break was always a laid back affair.

Many people had already caught planes to their various destinations, but your flight was scheduled for early tomorrow morning—leaving you with some time to kill.

Taehyung pressed his newest experimental concoction into your hand within minutes of entering the house (a surprisingly neat bachelor pad owned by two seniors, Jung Hoseok and Min Yoongi) and then darted back to the kitchen to craft more questionable alcohol potions like a deranged party warlock.

You had just found a comfortable place on the couch and were contemplating whether sampling your best friend’s mad scientist elixir would be worth the probable damage to your body when—

“H-Hello...”

It was that sophomore from your Designations Studies class. What was his name again? Jungwoo? Jinwook?

“Jungkook,” you smiled, delighted to have remembered before it became awkward. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

You motioned to the empty cushion next to you and the man in question scrambled over like he’d won the lottery.

“I—I know we don’t know each other well, but I noticed you were absent during Professor Moore’s lecture on intimacy and scent consent so I—” he blushed deeply, “I wrote the essay for you—and I brought a copy on my flash drive if-if you want it.”

Your heart melted immediately.

“Oh my gosh Jungkook, that is so sweet of you!”

Your gaze darted over his muscular form and thick brown curls.

Sweet indeed.

“I don’t want to miss out on the learning though,” you pouted, placing a hand on his tattooed bicep. “Can you explain it to me?”

Jungkook nodded vigorously even as his wide eyes fell to where your fingers were sliding slowly over his chest.

Scent consent was a pretty basic and universally known concept, but you really were touched by the handsome sophomore's consideration.

Why not give him (and yourself) a little reward?

“Um so basically if two people are involved in...intimate activities—”

You leaned forward to nip his ear lightly and he whimpered.

“Like this?” you asked innocently.

“Y-Yes. Like that.” He gulped. “In an intimate situation consent or refusal can be smelled. The scent of refusal or reluctance in intimacy is strong, unmistakable, and has a high chemical potency.”

“Is that so?” you drawled, sliding over onto his lap. Jungkook’s eyes rolled back into his head and you bit back a grin.

He was adorable.

“Uh-huh—it—oh my gawd,” (you were nibbling on his ear again) “it can immediately block sexual arousal and performance in the other partner. Meaning, if consent is not present, then it becomes difficult or—ahh” (his voice began to waver under your continued attention) “—or even impossible to continue with intimate acts.”

Your hand slid up to his cheek, bringing him closer till your lips were almost touching.

“Then what does it mean if I’m still so turned on right now?”

“It means,” Jungkook shuddered—nearly delirious with your scent, “that I really really want you.”

Across the room, Park Jimin chuckled as he watched you seduce his enthusiastic friend.

Jeon Jungkook was such a sweet kid.

Hopefully he wouldn’t get too attached.

“Wow... Some people are genuinely born blessed I suppose.”

Jimin turned to see Jung Hoseok eyeing the dimly lit corner where you and the eager young sophomore were exploring each other.

It was a rather...provocative spectacle. Not quite raunchy (you weren’t truly an exhibitionist)—just insanely sexy.

Jimin’s gaze lingered on the smooth curve of your thigh where Jeon Jungkook was currently holding on for dear life.

Lucky bastard.

“Ah you know how she is,” he sighed. “That boy isn’t going to get any farther than anyone else.”

It was relatively common knowledge that you liked to mess around but rarely—if ever— fully hooked up with anyone.

Jimin asked you about it once during a drunken game of truth or dare and you had just shrugged, mumbling something along the lines of avoiding STDs (which—to be fair—was at least part of your motivation), but the truth was a little more complicated than that.

In terms of experience, you weren’t a virgin, but... you hadn’t actually had sex in years.

You loved the chase, the foreplay, the build-up—the game of cat-and-mouse between two people who were attracted to one another.

But the final consummation was always so…

Wildly unfulfilling.

Every encounter left you frustrated. Empty.

Grumpy—even.

So you stopped bothering with it all together. (That was what sex toys were for after all.)

At the end of the day you were perfectly content being labeled a tease—it meant that people tended to know what they were (or rather weren’t) getting into when they rolled the dice with you.

Besides…it hadn’t even put a dent in your throng of admirers.

You were sunny, spoiled, indulgent, almost universally adored—

And you loved every minute of it.

“You know…” Hoseok took a long sip of his drink. “I always thought she would end up with Taehyung, but it’s been three years.”

Like you, Kim Taehyung was a trust fund brat and it was only natural that two beautiful and absurdly privileged people would gravitate to one another. You met at a freshman pledge party and had been an inseparable (and formidable) dynamic duo ever since.

The undisputed king and queen of campus.

Yes—maybe the two of you were a little self-absorbed at times, but it was hardly your fault that people tended to instinctively cater to the force of your combined looks, wealth, and charisma.

And it didn’t hurt that neither of you were ever intentionally cruel or unkind.

Just... habitually thoughtless.

(Though not when it came to each other. If anything your friendship was one area where you were both a little more human.)

Jimin shook his head.

“Nah that’s never gonna happen.” He tapped his nose. “They’re scent-crossed.”

Hoseok’s eyes widened.

“Really?”

Scent-crossed pairs didn’t smell sexually attractive to each other.

Like. At all.

No matter how physically or visually appealing an individual might be, it would be near impossible to form a sexual or romantic attachment to them if you were scent-crossed. Alphas, betas, and omegas were all subject to their noses first and foremost in the realm of attraction.

You and Taehyung smelled like comfort and home to one another...

But you were more turned on by a crisp cup of apple juice than you were his scent and the feeling was quite mutual.

He might as well have been your actual brother.

“That explains so much.” Hoseok snorted as he watched a drunken Taehyung do a flying leap on top of both you and Jungkook.

“Why is sunlight so offensive?” you croaked, dragging yourself and your luggage toward the boarding ramp next to an equally miserable Taehyung.

“The next time I book a flight before 9 AM, please shoot me,” he grunted.

Your parents were celebrating their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary with a month-long European cruise so your best friend had graciously invited you to spend two glorious weeks of spring vacation at his family estate.

The invitation had actually come as somewhat of a surprise because—for all your closeness—Taehyung was uncharacteristically tight-lipped about his family.

Not that he was deliberately withholding information per se… It was just that he never really brought them up beyond an occasional passing comment.

The one time you did ask him about them directly he sighed and said—

“We’re very close, but… I suppose we’ve just gotten used to being very private.”

There was clearly more to the story, but you were confident that Tae would share it if and when he was ready.

“My parents are in Seoul opening a new branch of the company. They took my little sister with them and my older brother has his own house so it will be just us.” He snuggled deeper into the first class seat directly next to yours. “We’ll hang out by the pool and chill during the day, then hit up some of the new clubs or whatever at night.”

“So… No one from your family will be there?”

Perhaps the invitation was not so surprising after all.

“Nope. Just you and me and thirty acres of ocean front property.”

You grinned.

“Perfect.”

“Whose room is that?”

The two of you were lugging your bags down the main hall of Taehyung’s expansive mansion when a strange hint of...something caught you right by the nose.

Your friend turned to find you frozen and staring curiously at a familiar door near the balcony.

His eyes widened, but you were too preoccupied to notice his momentary concern.

“That’s just Jin’s room.”

A firm hand wrapped around your wrist and dragged you away, but your eyes stayed glued to the source of the mysterious scent until you were around the corner and out of sight.

Your suite for the next two weeks was right across the hall from Taehyung’s. There was a whirlpool, a full bath, a balcony, and an ocean view that would rival the cover spread of any travel magazine.

Tae headed for the shower (to ‘wash the airplane off’) immediately after showing you the room and you were thinking of doing the same except…

Your mind kept going back to that door and the hint of scent you detected.

There was something… different about it.

It was faint—and far from fresh (which made sense considering that one of the few things you did know about Kim Seokjin was that he hadn’t lived in this house for years).

But still…

The need to smell it again pressed insistently at the back of your mind.

Suddenly the sound of Taehyung singing raunchy lyrics in the shower carried over through the walls and you found your feet moving almost of their own accord.

What Tae doesn’t know won’t hurt him, you rationalized, making your way down the hall toward Jin’s door. Besides—it’s not as if I’m going to steal anything…

You just needed to find that scent again.

By the time your fingers closed over the knob every one of your nerves was strangely—acutely—alert but nothing could have prepared you for what was waiting behind the door.

Oh. My. Gosh.

“What a colossal nerd.”

The room was covered floor to ceiling in Nintendo memorabilia.

Bright primary colors assaulted your eyes from all directions in the form of action figures, posters, pillows, and every other conceivable merch variety known to man.

In the center of the suite stood a large king-sized bed covered in a custom black couture toile-style Mario-verse bed set (that looked every bit as expensive as it was geeky) and a mountain of high quality Nintendo character plush toys.

Everything was simultaneously luxe and nostalgic—a rare combination of sophisticated aesthetic balance and childlike indulgence.

And the scent was there.

It was faint and covered under layers of cleaner and air fresheners, but still lingering just below the surface—too weak for you to get a really good whiff, yet potent enough to torment you.

You moved forward unconsciously toward the strongest source of the hypnotic smell—the strangely inviting expanse of Kim Seokjin’s mattress.

Suddenly the urge to climb—no crawl—across the bed itself and roll around in it like a kitten in catnip gripped you out of nowhere.

“What the hell?” you muttered, rubbing absently over the mating gland at the base of your neck.

Something very odd was going on with your body.

Your restless gaze zeroed in on one of the stuffed toys piled atop his pillows. It was a cute little mushroom man your brain recognized as a Mario character named ‘Toad’.

Take it.

Your mouth dropped open in shock.

You need it.

“Am I going insane?” you wondered aloud.

You have to take it.

Muscles in your hand began to twitch involuntarily. You bit your lip.

Bring it back with you.

Several minutes later a freshly washed Taehyung wandered over to your room and found you sitting perfectly still on your bed while staring off into space.

His head tilted in curious concern.

“Everything ok?”

You started a bit at the sound of his voice, but recovered quickly.

“Never better!” you chirped—almost too brightly. “Let’s go get some dinner, I’m starving.”

Then you grabbed his hand and pulled him down the hall toward the kitchen—shutting the door before he could catch a glimpse of his brother’s stuffed Toad doll stashed underneath your pillow

“...a critical water main rupture in the city’s New Market district early this morning has forced several residents out of their homes as flood water swelled up to nearly two feet. The governor declared a state of emergency and ordered hotels around the city to accommodate the displaced citizens. Crews are still clearing the water and assessing damages. We expect—

“Hey!” you shouted through a mouthful of cereal, after Your best friend switched off the television, “I was watching that!”

“And what you should be doing is getting ready for the pool.” Tae snatched your cereal bowl and dragged you by your shirt collar toward the stairs. “It is the first morning of our vacation. I’m not trying to waste any time. Now go.” He shoved you forward, smacking your ass for good measure.

You swatted back at him half-heartedly as jogged back up to the room where you enjoyed a surprisingly restful sleep last night.

Kim Seokjin’s door glared at you accusingly as you shuffled past—unable to let you forget that you had kidnapped it’s little mushroom man in an unexplained fit of kleptomania, but that was a problem for your future self.

The you of right now was going to zen out in the Kim family's premium glass-enclosed indoor pool (it was still a little chilly for the outdoor pool) with her best friend and bask in the simple joys of good company and no responsibility.

...Or not.

A few minutes later you bounced into the living room wearing a simple black tankini with a cute floral cover only to find Taehyung on the phone with his head in his hands.

“Yes, sir. I understand… I...I know this is my responsibility...”

That didn’t sound good.

After a few more tense moments, Tae hung up and collapsed backward into the couch with a heavy sigh.

“That water main break you heard about on TV this morning was the last straw between the province and its current contractor. They called an emergency meeting for new bids.”

Your heart dropped as you sank down beside him.

“Your dad wants you to go...doesn’t he.”

Taehyung nodded miserably.

“He can’t leave the Seoul opening on such short notice and managing government construction contracts is part of what I’ve been training for. This could be huge for our company.”

“Well...why doesn’t your brother go?”

“Jin is the brains behind most of our patented gaming and tech innovations. He wouldn’t even know where to begin with this sort of thing. Besides,” his lips quirked up in a rueful grin, “my brother doesn’t have the patience to stroke entitled geriatric egos for hours on end—which is likely what I’m going to have to do.”

The two of you headed back to Taehyung’s room where you helped him pack some suits and toiletries for his trip.

Naturally you were disappointed but...this was a great opportunity for your best friend to prove himself in his chosen field and you both knew it. In fact, he was already starting to brighten a bit.

“The meeting is about a hundred miles north of here. My dad’s secretary already handled the flight and hotel room.” His eyes darted around the suite to see if he was forgetting anything.

It was clear he was nervous, though you were sure he didn’t need to be. Kim Taehyung was a trust fund brat, but he was also talented and deeply passionate about his family’s company.

Someday this would be the norm. The two of you were stealing time in college, determined to live a little before the expectations of your powerful families transferred fully onto your shoulders.

It was becoming more and more clear, however, that your carefree time was slowly running out.

Mother had already spoken to you about potential marriage alliances and your father expected you to intern with his Vice President this summer just as your elder sister had...

Taehyung’s voice suddenly interrupted your bittersweet introspection and you couldn’t help but smile at how grown-up he looked in his suit and briefcase ensemble.

Everything was going to change, but not quite yet.

“They estimate negotiations should take around a week or so…” He walked over and pulled you into a tight hug. “There should still be some vacation left for us when I get back.”

“Hurry back then,” you mumbled grumpily into his chest and he chuckled.

“I will.”

Taehyung had been gone for less than twenty minutes when you decided that the best use of your time would be to eat more snacks.

The last thing you expected when you skipped merrily into the kitchen was to find it occupied by a shaggy-haired homeless man in glasses.

Your first instinct was to scream which caused the homeless man to drop the apple he was biting right onto the floor where it rolled around for a small eternity before coming to rest at his ankles.

Your second instinct was to grab a butcher’s cleaver from the nearby knife block and wave it chaotically at the intruder while shouting something along the lines of—

“You’ve made a huge mistake! My boyfriend is the biggest, meanest mafia boss in Seoul! Leave now and he might let you live!”

The homeless man continued to stare at you with a mixture of confusion and shock, but made no move to run away in terror like you were hoping.

So you tried again.

“Didn’t you hear what I said?! The last man who touched me drinks his steak through a straw now! Do the smart thing and leave before my boyfriend comes down those stairs and it’s too late!”

Infuriatingly, the homeless man was still not fleeing for his life and frankly you were starting to get frustrated. You drew in a deep cleansing breath and were prepared to issue another grandiose threat when he finally spoke.

“I’m sorry, miss. I... think there’s been some sort of mistake. Who is your boyfriend?”

There was no rational explanation for what came out of your mouth next, but it rolled off your tongue so smoothly and you didn’t even flinch.

“Kim Seokjin.”

For the first time in your entire exchange, the intruder looked truly alarmed.

Now that’s more like it.

“You’ve heard of him I see. He’s a dangerous man and my body belongs to him.” You slammed the cleaver down onto the countertop with a (hopefully) menacing slash. “Kim Seokjin doesn’t like when other men put their hands on what belongs to him.”

There was a long, unpardonably tense moment of silence…Then the stranger slowly reached forward and picked up a mobile phone from the table in front of him.

His eyes remained locked with yours as he pressed a quick series of buttons, brought the phone to his ear, waited a few seconds and said—

“Taehyung… Would you mind telling me why there is a half-naked, knife-wielding omega in our kitchen claiming to be my girlfriend?”

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