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kimnjss · 4 years

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fallingforyou!namjoon | a-z

⤑ series: falling for you

⤑ genre: smut, student!namjoon x student!reader, college au.

⤑ rating: explicit.

⤑ warnings: smut talk... (mentions of) oral sex (f/m. receiving), penetrative sex, cumplay, masturbation...

⤑ A/N: lowkey didn’t realize how long its been since i first posted this... kinda sad :( my first sm au , im soo proud of it omg.

A = Aftercare (what's he like after sex):

Joon is very gentle and sweet with you, so this translates into the aftercare. He's always making sure that you're okay and that he didn't go too rough; would even offer you water or something to eat if you looked especially worn out.

B = Body Part (his favorite body part of his and also yours):

All of you is his favorite, but if he had to choose... Namjoon would be picking your legs as his favorite body part. They were so long and always so soft, not to mention flexible. His favorite body part of his would be his hands, because you liked how big they were always requesting spanks from them.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum basically...):

There had been a time where you were on your knees for him, putting in your best work and completely blowing his mind... he hadn't had the chance to warn you and before he could he was spilling into your mouth / catching the both of you off guard. Your cheeks puffing as his cum filled your mouth... might be his favorite sight.

D = Dirty Secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of his):

No matter how many times he's rolled his eyes at the request, he really likes it when you take control. Even if it's just something as simple as riding him. Likes seeing how you lose yourself in it.

E = Experience (how experienced is he? does he know what he's doing?):

Right about in the middle. Didn't have loads of meaningless sex under his belt, but he knew what he was doing. A tad bit more experienced than you, but the two of you still managed to find new experiences to share and discover together.

F = Favorite Position (this goes without saying...):

Cowgirl, rather than reverse cowgirl. He liked when you were on top, but more so when you were facing him so he could see everything. From the way your face twists in pleasure to the way your tits bounced... plus that way his hands could get busy too.

G = Goofy (is he more serious in the moment, or is he humorous, etc.):

He wasn't serious to the point where the sex was boring or there was no adventure, he was just more careful than anything. Wanted to make sure that he was never hurting you and you were always enjoying himself, plus he didn't want to risk things growing awkward... so leaving the jokes out of the bedroom was his best bet.

H = Hair (how well-groomed is he, does the carpet match the drapes? how does he like you?):

Neatly shaven, just a thin layer of hair covering his pelvic bone. He figured you'd like it better that way, although he never could bring himself to ask... he liked you however you wanted to be, didn't really have a preference as long as it was you. You liked to keep yourself clean shaven and it made things easier when going down on you, so it was a win-win.

I = Intimacy (how is he in the moment, romantic aspect...):

Very, very romantic. A lot of hand holding and eye contact. But sometimes it would get a bit too intense so he'd be looking away with a dimpled smile. Because he wasn't for goofing around in the bedroom, he made up for that with all the romance he could muster... has even surprised you with lit candles and flowers once or twice.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon):

Not really for it. Joon would rather be with you than himself... but if there was a reason why the two of you couldn't be together and he was exceptionally horny, he would just do it. But would be craving you right after, so it would be like a waste of time.

K = Kink (one ore more of his kinks):

Facials. Discovered the night he accidentally came in your mouth and couldn't stop thinking how you'd look with it all over your face. He was shocked when you agreed and was ready to try it on the spot. Now every blowjob ends with a sticky masterpiece on your cheeks.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do):

He liked to get into it and be as comfortable as possible when he was with you, so at home was his favorite place. Either his place or yours. Wasn't a huge fan of interruptions or limitations so who evers place had the less guests, he'd be willing to go there to get one off.

M = Motivation (what turns him on, gets him going):

You do. Seeing you dance, watching you enjoy yourself. Hearing your laugh. He wasn't busting boners each time you pulled a cute face, but he was always paying a lot of attention to you and had become so infatuated that you effected him in ways he couldn't explain. Also, the way you'd discreetly brush against him when you were feeling needy... that would no doubt have him standing at attention.

N = NO (something he wouldn't do, turn offs):

Handcuffs. Did not like them in the least bit. They hurt his wrists and did not like not being able to touch you freely. He would, though, try it if you really wanted... but would insist on putting them on you.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.):

Receiving. He was not, by any means, against going down on you... but there was something different about seeing you with his cock down his throat. No matter what, though, Joon was always returning the favor; and because he liked the sound of your moans, he'd just listen to them as a hint of him doing well.

P = Pace (is he fast and rough? slow and sensual? Etc.):

Slow and sensual, but fast toward the end. Joon being romantic and soft with you, would definitely opt for the slow roll of the hips, allowing you to feel every inch of him with each thrust, but as he started to loose himself in it – his thrusts would become more sloppy and uncontrolled until it was just a mess of untimed jerks that had both of you moaning out in surprise.

Q = Quickie (his opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often... etc.):

Not a fan. Would only go for a quickie if it was absolutely necessary, if not he would just wait until you were able to do the whole thing correctly.

R = Risk (is he game to experiment, does he take risks):

Joon is down to try whatever you want to try, might roll his eyes or joke about your requests but would be open minded for the most part. It was more often than not that he was discovering things that he never thought he'd like. S = Stamina (how many rounds can he go for, how long does he last...):

He could do about two rounds with a rest in between. Since he likes to start with slow thrusts, he is actually able to last a lot longer... ranging from ten or so minutes in the first round. The second is usually shorter, but just as good. T = Toy (does he own toys? does he use them? on a partner or himself?):

Nope. But you do and he was surprised when he found out. Joon has never seen you use it... or even seen it for that matter, but he would not be against you whipping it out one night and acting as if you were the only one in the room.

U = Unfair (how much does he like to tease?):

He tries to tease quite a lot, but ends up giving up because he's also teasing himself. You tease him right back, which doesn't help his situation... like at all. Joon finds it really hard to say no to you, so if he starts to tease, it'll last a good few minutes before he's giving in. V = Volume (how loud is he, what sounds does he make?):

Not that aloud, grumbled grunts and groans in your ear that always has your toes curling. You're the one making the most noise, unless it's a blowjob that he's getting. In that case, it's constant praise and pleas for you to take him deeper, do it faster... harder, his hands automatically finding your hair as he watches you through gasps. W = Wild Card

Joon would spend every second of every day 69-ing with you if he had the chance.

X = X-Ray (let's see what's going on in those pants, pictures or words):

The man is big. Like h u g e ! Like, imprint in gray sweats while soft... huge.

Y = Yearning (how high is his sex drive?):

Very high. He's always wanting you even if he's just had you. Even if he's too tired. He'll figure out a way to go again if you're looking at him in a particular way saying that you wanted more.

Z = Zzz... (how quickly does he fall asleep afterwards?):

He's not falling asleep right after, but does need a moment to rest or catch his breath. If he was already tired before beginning, than he'd be knocking out literally seconds after he's cum, only to wake up thirty minutes later ready to cuddle and coo sweet things to each other.

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gottlem · 3 years

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“You are very endearing when you are half-asleep.” with lemonjuice !!! pls

hihi !! this is written in the favourite song universe bc i know it lives in ur mind rent free lol. i hope u like more songwriter juice :)) also i accidentally made this kinda long but imo u can never have too much fluffy lemonjuice (also also i havent proof read this and im tired so pls forgive me if its not at 100%)

“You are very endearing when you’re half-asleep”

Juice and Lemon’s relationship bloomed brightly as the months continued to pass. Time flew by so quick they found themselves in the run-up to their one year anniversary in what felt like absolutely no time at all. In Juice’s eyes, not much had changed, not really. They saw each other just as much (every day), and acted almost exactly the same, probably because they had been in love with each other the whole time anyway, the only difference was that now they never quite found a way to keep themselves off of one another. A year ago, they were almost shy with their physical contact, Lemon never being one for too much contact, and Juice wanting to bury her feelings down, only to spill her heart out into notebooks and Instagram posts. But now their hands automatically intertwined, or Lemon’s arm would snake its way around Juice’s waist. They got used to it pretty quickly once they had confessed their feelings.

Juice didn’t feel too much pressure to do anything fancy for their anniversary. It was more than enough to acknowledge it, and simply spend some time with her girlfriend. Gifts weren’t really any of their love languages, both of them opting for quality time and plenty of physical contact - if you asked Juice, she was the reason Lemon was now a hugger.

And even though they had agreed and no gifts, Juice did have one thing in mind, she just wanted to do it well. She was going to write a song for Lemon. Sure she had already done this, she had been doing this since before they even got together, and Lemon had heard each and every one, but this one was going to be special. She was going to write the love song of all love songs, just for Lemon. She was going to share it nowhere, it would be their own little secret, something they could enjoy in private. She just had to write it.

Turns out, writing the love song of all love songs is kind of exhausting, and also just a bit of a challenge. Juice had had enough practise, she had written countless songs inspired by Lemon, completing most of them in half an hour or less, but this one was going to be special. Most love songs are universalised - just vague enough to be applied to most situations. They include the butterflies and the pining, and at most, maybe an eye colour. But that’s not what Juice wanted. Because Lemon was one in a million. There was not one other person out there for Juice, so why should she write a song that could be about anyone but Lemon? She went as far as to make a little plan on a scrap piece of paper, digging deep into her memories of how many times she had made Juice laugh, and when she first realised she had fallen (hard). It was going to be undoubtedly about Juice and Lemon. Filled with things only they would understand. That's what would make it special.

Their anniversary was on Saturday, so on Friday, Juice rushed home from school as soon as the bell rang to finish Lemon’s song. Luckily, Lemon had a family thing, so she wouldn’t be joining Juice as she normally would, they were planning to spend all of Saturday together anyway, so a couple hours didn’t matter much. Unfortunately for Juice, it had been a long week. She had been trying to make progress on her song, but essays and assignments kept getting in the way. It was as if her teachers knew she needed some spare time, and decided to completely fuck that up for her. By 6pm, Juice felt herself yawning far too often than she was used to. She had turned her phone off so she didn’t get distracted, deciding that she just wanted to get this song perfected, and then she could turn it back on.

In hindsight, she should have kept her phone on, because at 6:30pm, her bedroom door creaked open, to reveal Lemon, grinning from ear to ear and as cute as ever, but completely unannounced. She must have been let in, and Juice mustn’t have even heard her knock. She rushed to flip over the many sheets of paper she had lying around her bed, some slightly crumpled, some with circles around phrases, and lines going through others. But it was too late, Lemon would see right through her, knowing she's past the point of hiding her songs from her girlfriend.

Lemon wore a baggy yellow hoodie (because of course) she had bought after giving her original one to Juice and never getting it back, and a pair of white shorts which were only barely poking out from under the hoodie. She had a backpack slung on one shoulder, which she quickly dropped to the floor before closing the bedroom door. There was just something adorably domestic about Lemon showing up in pyjamas that Juice still hadn’t learned to not silently freak out about.

“Hi, what ‘cha writing?” Lemon sat herself down at the edge of Juice’s bed, picking a piece of paper which, thank God, was almost completely illegible.

“It’s a secret,” Juice winked, “I thought I wouldn’t see you till tomorrow, what happened to the family thing?” Lemon giggled, shuffling closer to Juice and giving her a quick loving peck on the lips.

“It wasn’t all that important, don’t worry. Besides, I’d rather be here” In lieu of a response, Juice just yawned, exhausted from the week.

“Am I keeping you up, princess?” Lemon chuckled at the guilt that temporarily flashed through her girlfriend’s eyes, even though Juice knew she could never be mad at her. She knew it had been a long week for Juice, having to put up with constant complaints about how tired she was, so Lemon picked up the papers scattered around the bed, using all of her self control to avoid reading the scribbled lyrics (she had a feeling they were about her, but if Juice wanted it to be a secret then it would stay that way), and picked out some pyjamas for Juice to get changed into.

Juice barely even noticed Lemon buzzing around her room, instead her eyes were drifting in and out of focus, trying to stay open. She was snapped out of her little trance when Lemon lightly shook her shoulder and quickly kissed her cheek, dropping the pyjamas in front of her. Juice just looked at them, too tired to understand that Lemon had gotten them out for her to change into.

“...Do you want me to close my eyes? I don’t mind, but let’s be honest it's nothing I haven't seen before” Lemon’s voice managed to catch Juice’s attention long enough for her to perk up enough to function again (even if was moving a little slowly).

“Oh! No, you’re fine, I’m just falling asleep. I promise you’re not boring” Juice stood up, fully intending to quickly change and get into bed as soon as possible, but the sudden movement threw her off a little bit, so she found herself standing still for a minute, just until she felt human again. Turns out, she was frozen for a little longer than she thought, because she heard Lemon giggling.

“Oh my god, Juicey, do you need me to help you? Because I will if it means you will go to bed. I’ve never seen you this tired before” Juice, giving in, just nodded her head, which caused Lemon to almost cackle as she started to get Juice into her pyjamas. Juice just rolled her eyes.

When she was finished, Lemon gave Juice a quick kiss at the top of her head. “There you go, shortass”

“Hey! I’m not even that much shorter than you” Juice argued sleepily, her words were dragged out and ever so slightly slurred.

“You are very endearing when you are half asleep. Now let's get you into bed, princess” Juice gave a content hum of agreement.

The bed was warm, and Juice clung onto Lemon like a koala as soon as they got under the covers. It didn’t take long for her to drift off as Lemon brushed her fingers through her hair, but before she fully fell asleep, she made sure to whisper an “I love you, Lemmy”

“I love you too, now go to sleep”

#lemonjuice #i promise ill get to the other prompt soon!#just not tonight bc im tired #lemongivesyoulife #juice boxx

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mysmedrabbles · 5 years

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RFA Reacting to MC Growing Up an Orphan

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a/n: oof this actually turned out really cute so here ya go lads! enjoy!! if you’d like to buy me a coffee click here

warnings: light alcohol mention, but filled with fluff and comfort and kindness (saeyoungs delves more into abuse and emotions)

-somft mod alex

Jumin

-its a semi drunken night when you tell him, you’d finally gotten Jumin to loosen up after a long workday, and were now on the couch together, Jumin’s head on your chest as you ran your fingers through his hair lazily, letting the alcohol dull your mind as you listen to him rambling about his childhood

-it must have been an offhand comment you made that sparked his attention, making him rise from the comforts of your lap as he stares at you incredulously. you sheepishly tell him your story, and although he’s sensitive with you as to not upset you, he’s horrified to learn that you were constantly neglected in your childhood, growing up without a place you could actually consider a home

-he listens to you, quietly concerned as the alcohol hits him hard, and the next thing he knows he’s passed out on your shoulder.

-when he wakes up he has only a faint recollection of you telling him of your past, but he doesn't bring it up; partially because of a raging headache and partially because he didn't want to upset you, you looking so at peace reading something on your phone, a loving smile forming on your lips as you sense him watching you

-he’s not one to go in full steam ahead (well- he is, but he reAlly wants to be subtle with this) but he tries his best to make living together feel as homey as possible

-he talks to Yoosung, the Professional at all things Family, and realizes that he should tone down the money spending to ensure your comfort and instead use that time to do things together, bond over small dumb things.

-knows that as much as he would want to go back in time and fix your childhood, give you the love you deserved, find you a home, the past cannot be changed. so instead he opts on building the sense of family between the two of you

-he takes you to ikea (Saeyoungs idea), and the two of you find new furniture, something that fits your tastes as well, to redecorate the penthouse.

-imagine jumin trying to assemble ikea furniture

-he gets frustrated with having to do things like a commoner, but bless him he’s trying his best to do it for you, and the way your face lights up whenever the two of you do something “domestic” or “familial” makes it all worth it. it’s a learning curve for him too, and despite his protests he cant help but admit that he was missing a lot from his childhood too but it brings him peace knowing he’ll soon be building a family with you ;^)

-he’s not willing to get rid of the giant aquarium pillars, however he lets you get them some cool aquarium furnishings and plants

-goes grocery shopping with you more often, and overall spends more time with you, even telling chef to take the weekends off from now on, opting to cook together instead, and even though most of the time things end up burnt or tasting weird, all that matters is that the two of you have fun

-everyone thinks he’s lost his mind, including for the RFA, who's in the corner crying because “What happened to our cold emotionless Jumin Why Is He SO Domestic”

-teaches you to waltz

-the day you make an offhand comment about how you consider him your family, he stops and starts tearing up, pulling you into a tight hug as you confusedly kiss his cheek, only slightly worried about him

Jaehee

-it was one of the first things the two of you really talked about, a kind of bond forming over past trauma and losing a part of your childhood.

-she’s a very action forward woman, knows that she can’t change the past, but she sure as hell can help you heal from it.

-she takes you to show you all her favourite sweets from her childhood, and takes you to spots she loved sitting in as a kid, trying to share these experiences with you

-she challenges you to a race to see who can climb to the top of a tree the fastest, and it’s one of the few times you see her truly free, giggling as she watches you struggle up the branches, meeting you with a kiss when you finally reach the top, and with her it feels like nothing else in the world matters, that in that moment the only ones that exist are her and the sunset, making her smile shine, casting an ethereal glow on her face as she caresses your cheek lovingly.

-tries to take more breaks to spend more time with you, building more memories in places that most people deem “kiddie places”

-yes im saying she takes you to SkyZone and/or a ball-pit

-she gets lost in the ball-pit, slowly sinking lower and lower as you have to dramatically rescue her

-diner dates, sharing a milkshake and relaxing together after a long day of work, and although none of it can bring back the past, her devotion to giving you fu childhood related memories lessens the pain, and the memories that you build with her of course will always last forever

Yoosung

-he’s always so excited about meeting your family, about joining two families and building a new one- with this boy its always about family, so how the hell do you bring up that you dont actually have one?

-when you do finally tell him, he stops in his tracks, trying to process how that could be

-he’s a good listener, bless him, and he listens to your story, how you were mostly in and out of orphanages and foster families and grew up a child of the System.

-at first he doesn’t know what to do with the information, and feels the deep pangs in his chest when he realizes that you missed out on so many things growing up, things that he took for granted

-you already view him as family, (frankly its hard not too, his general attitude towards you, the constant loving gazes, the way the two of you were always there for each other, mixed with the annoying comments of the RFA on how the two of you are “so married” making it hard not to), but he still sets out to make you feel like his family is yours

-this means he introduces you to his family.

-he knows how nervous you are the day before, and calls ahead without you knowing and tells his family to take it easy and not overwhelm you

-however they still do- overwhelm you with love i mean

-his grandma is immediately sizing you up and telling you to eat more, asking what size sweaters you wear and his dad is making silly jokes at your expense, yoosung holding your hand as him and his dad go back and forth one teasing, one protecting you. his mum is smiling, holding a wooden spoon as she steps out of the kitchen, calling yoosung to help her with the cooking

-his sisters dote on you, introducing you to their husbands as their children run around in the background screaming in happiness, yelling at you to join them in playing tag, and their gleeful laughs draw you in. stopped by yoosung as you run into him, almost making him drop the mashed potatoes, and the look on your face is priceless, making the whole day worth it

-you get along with his oldest sister spectacularly, and you have your time to joke about yoosung as you ask his grandma for embarrassing stories of yoosung. (you enjoy watching his get increasingly flustered as he tries to hide in the crook of your neck)

-you and his parents have a long chat, ending in them hugging you and telling you just how much they appreciate you and the way you’ve made his son grow. the two of you seem so happy together, perfect even.

-it’s almost one in the morning when the two of you start heading home. as the two of you walk to your car, he colds you close to his side, placing small kisses on your cheek as he watches you smile softly.

- “mc i know, i know that you,, may not have had a family growing up but know that,, know that you always have a family in us, you’re a part of my family now, and you’ll always have us. we’re not going anywhere.”

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Zen

-he’s a good listener, and listening to you talk about growing up poor and alone breaks his heart

-he can empathize, he had to grow up too fast, but he can’t even begin to imagine what you had to go through

-he’s there for you, always trying to make you feel better, and even though you never had a true family, he always lets you know that you’ll always have a family in him, even though you aren't legally married yet, nothing can stop him from calling you his family

-he’s not one to go all big and grand, he knows that logically you can never get that time back, but that doesnt mean you dont deserve that same childish delight that most people get

-he’s one to treat you closer than ever, like true family, constantly reminding you that he loves you and protecting you from everything he possibly can, doing everything in his power to make sure that you’re protected from pain

-carnival date!!!!

-he takes you out to the carnival, playing all the booth games with you, making it a competition who can win more (the winner being no one)

-you get your face painted, a cliche green butterfly under your left eye, zen getting a matching red butterfly under his left

he ends up just buying you a large teddy bear, unable to have actually won you one (he’s extremely ashamed of himself but its the thought that counts)

-the two of you go on a carnival food spree, buying a little bit of everything as you walk hand in hand to the ferris wheel, (eating with a view amirite)

-please know that he’ll always do anything in his power to keep you safe and make sure you know you’re loved. you’re his family and, along with the RFA he’s yours.

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mavwrekmarketing · 7 years

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The day before Donald Trumps inauguration, Wired reported on a story that could be misconstrued as a thrilling work of eco-fiction. Anticipating the new presidents ambivalence towards climate change, scientists raced to back up their research, fearing that years worth of online evidence and solutions could be erased or otherwise marred.

The pressure was on. Trumps team had at this point confirmed that some data would be taken down from the Environmental Protection Agencys website. So, data was pitted against rhetoric, fact against alternative fact.

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Jeff VanderMeer, author of Borne and the Southern Reach trilogy

As we come closer to catastrophe, we know what we need to do: leave fossil fuels in the ground, eat less meat, drive less, develop clean energy while eschewing false solutions in that arena, protect biodiversity, support indigenous peoples claims to the land, understand that environmentalism and social justice are often intertwined, stop treating plastic as disposable, find a model other than growth, recognize progress as a word that requires interrogation, and understand that business as usual is toxic and costly.

The solutions a fiction writer can provide, the speculation, is perhaps edging toward offensive in a policy context because we have scientists telling us what we need to do and they are the experts. What we as writers need to do is better portray the complex truth of our situation.

Other than that, we know that breakthroughs in use of fungi and other soft tech including biomimicry may help us but if they do not ultimately someone will open the Pandoras Box of a vast geoengineering project. I am unwilling to speculate in that direction given the possible side effects. That fact is, again, we know what we need to do and we know what the consequences are otherwise.

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Thoraiya Dyer, author of Crossroads of Canopy

Human overpopulation is a relentless driver of climate change. Yet many believe its their inviolable right to reproduce. Theres no point in building high-tech, zero-footprint, energy-generating homes if were immediately going to fill them and need more. With robots doing most of the work anyway, families could share children not just by alternating weeks of custody, but by mixing genes so that each child has four biological parents.

Today, a child can have three biological parents two for the chromosomes in the nucleus and another to replace defective mitochondrial DNA. But that doesnt seem especially motivational. You cant see yourself in a childs mitochondria.

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Human mammals need to radically re-envision their relationships to the planet as well as their ability to listen and learn to the living environments around them. We need to learn earthspeak. The earth and her eco-systems and the planetary relationship to the cosmos all have a lexicon, syntax, diction. The earth is screaming her head off. Ask NASA or read what Carl Sagan left us or call up Neil deGrasse Tyson or Stephen Hawking. The earth has been waiting for us to develop and fully realize an actual relationship rather than a conquering and exploiting act of murder. We need to move away from colonization impulses and toward a radical intimacy with the planet and everything on it. A love that is as deep as the one we claim we have for life partners or children. We need to de-hierarchize our love and compassion and redirect that force as a renewable and sustainable energy. Yes, Im serious.Humans are not the only thing to love.And it will take fight.

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Since private car use was phased out in the city, the soundscape is different. The best place to observe this is a scenic caf on top of one of the skyscrapers. You order a cup of shade-grown coffee and find a table at the terrace, among the constant trickle of water, as the building recycles moisture and nutrients in order to feed the gardens in its offices.

A metallic clang catches your attention. Construction workers are removing the scaffolding from a footbridge grown from living sycamore trees. You have watched it take shape. On weekdays you cross it to catch your train.

A murmuration of starlings takes wing from the foliage. The sky, too, speaks in other voices now: those of rain, and wind, and animals. You scan it for planes, but you spot none.

You glance at the news monitor inside the caf. You recognize the archive footage. You were there. You made your protest sign at home, a wall of a cardboard box on which you painted the words HANDS OFF THE ARCTIC.

The glistening panels on rooftops turn as they follow the setting sun, whirring like insects wings. Soon the street lamps will begin to glow softly, dispel the rising dark.

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John Scazli, author of The Collapsing Empire

There are lots of science-fictional ways to deal with climate change. My favorite, from a ridiculously overengineered point of view, is the one where we induce global dimming to lower the overall temperature of the earth, mostly by throwing particulates of some sort, or even tiny little mirrors into the atmosphere or near space. Never mind what that might do to weather patterns and so on unintended effects are half the fun!

But it seems to me that one doesnt have to go into science fiction to significantly deal with climate change. One simply has to commit to remedies we already have available, phasing out energy sources like coal and hydrocarbons in favor or things like solar and wind.

The science fictional idea here is not the technology involved, but the idea there is a global will to make the switch in the face of (basically) greed and inertia. Lets see!