#i'm not sure how much of the context is coming across since i didn't really provide much in my post i know

[bratphilia]

overtime (m. schmidt x reader)

request: "Hey ! Just discovered your account and I love your writtings ! I was wondered if you could write a smut and romantic thing with mike ? I dont have any specific context and all its up to you ! <3"

note: ty sm for showing love to my work and for requesting!! i finally was able to write something actually sweet with mike for the first time lmao.

pairing: mike schmidt x reader

tags: small age gap, fingering, missionary

after putting abby to sleep, you fell asleep yourself in front of the tv. you couldn't help it! it was a long night of cooking spaghetti for abby (and ordering pizza, per her request), helping her build a fort, and coloring with her inside it. abby's a sweet kid, but babysitting has always tired you out in general. plus her older brother, your boss, started working the graveyard shift at his new job, so it would be unfeasible for you to not go to sleep during your time spent over there.

you woke up to the chair next to you being shifted in, and open your eyes to see mike sitting there, running a hand through his hair with a sigh. you feel embarrassed that you fell asleep on the job and quickly explain yourself. "i'm so sorry for falling asleep, i was just—"

he looks at you. "no need to apologize. i don't expect you to wait all night long for me."

awkward silence fills the air. well, that settles that. god, he's so cute, you think, even all stressed out and with bags under his eyes. he's also been nothing but kind to you since the two of you met. always concerned with how you're doing, how school is holding up, and just generally about your wellbeing. you try to do reciprocate as it's obvious mike doesn't have a lot of people in his life doing the same for him.

you're the first to break the silence. "uhm, there's leftover pizza in the fridge... you know, in case you want any..." you comment, not quite sure what else to say to him.

"oh! thank you," he says. "did abby ask you to..."

"make her spaghetti and order pizza? yes, she absolutely did."

both you and mike laugh. "i'll make sure i can pay you back for that. you really didn't have to—"

"mike," you interrupt, "seriously, don't worry about it. i understand your situation and i want to help you."

mike looks at you gratefully, almost lovingly.

"y'know—"

"so, i should really—"

the both of you talk at the same time. "oh, sorry, you go."

you smile gently. "no, you go. i was just going to say i should hit the road."

he runs a hand through his hair again, eyes darting across the room bashfully. "well i — uh, i just wanted to say thank you for all you do for abby... and for me. it means a lot. you're very... kind."

your smile widens at his awkward choice of words, but it deeply touches you that he appreciates you. you place a hand on top of his. "of course, mike. i'm always here for you."

mike looks at your hand and inhales deeply through his nose. "will you — will you stay for just a little while longer?"

before you know it he's on top of you on the couch, slamming his middle and ring finger inside you while you bite back moans. "gotta be nice and quiet for me, sweetheart. can't wake abby up, okay? or else i gotta stop and neither of us want that," he whispers to you sweetly.

instead of letting you respond, mike presses his lips against yours in a deep kiss while he continues to finger you. you break apart to quietly call his name, letting him know that you're close.

much to your dismay, he pulls his fingers out before you can come. "mike, please," you whisper.

"please, what, honey?" he teases.

you squeeze your thighs together, trying to relieve the tension in your core. "please fuck me already."

mike presses his forehead against yours, breathing sharply as he slowly pushes inside you, inch by inch. you bite your lip to keep yourself from crying out as your pussy swallows his hard length.

as he begins to move, he also clearly struggles to keep his noises to a minimum. as a solution, he envelopes you in a kiss as he moves inside you. his pace gradually increases from gentle to faster. the feeling is absolutely delicious.

he can feel your pussy spasming around him and his own dick pulsing too. he uses the hand caging you in on the couch to hold yours as he continues to fuck you.

"feel so good around me, baby," he whispers hotly. "you have no idea what you — ngh — do to me. every time i see you i always think about fucking you like this."

"mike," you moan quietly. his words only encouraged you.

his name becomes a whispered chant falling from your lips as he fucks you through your own orgasm. he's sure to pull out and come on your stomach while he pumps himself.

mike wipes the sweat off of his forehead and sits up so your legs lay over his lap. "sorry for pushing you into overtime," he jokes.

you give a small laugh. "no worries. it was my pleasure."

mike shakes his head at your dumb joke. then his smile fades and he looks at you seriously. "is it... too early to say that i love you?"

you lean up and meet his lips in a kiss as your answer.

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #fnaf smut #fnaf movie #fnaf x reader #mike schmidt #mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt smut #josh hutcherson #josh hutcherson x reader

[wordsbymae]

Late One Stormy Night Pt. 2

This is a continuation, including a large time jump, of my original farmer storyline, the canon events if you will. I would have loved to do this for flower seller and mousy au, however I feel it fits much better for the original farmer. I may do one for the other aus as well. Also this is just a short little snippet into where this reader ends up, I have spoken in depth about their life together, but this is years down the track, where pumpkin has finally given in.

Triggers: Pregnancy! FemReader, Stockholm syndrome ofc, reader has pretty much been brainwashed into being a perfect house wife, if you didn't know the context or if I didn't remind you within the text, it would seem like a nice love story. feminism please do not judge me

A kick against your belly halted your movements. A small smile etches across your face. You drop the washing you had just grab back into the basket that lay on the lush green ground beneath you. A gentle spring breeze floated past, bringing the scent of pine and grain past. The babe in your belly has only just started to move within you. You had yet to fully comprehend that life, a new being, was growing within you. Another kick, against both your belly and hand this time, brought a giggle to your face. The sound of tyres on dirt brought your attention to your husband pulling up in front of the house. Your giggle faded. You didn't like remembering the time before you were allowed in the house, the time you spent huddle within a stable in the barn. When you fought against his every action and offer of affection. Now, after finally putting your pride aside, you were happy. It took years, but you finally content by his side. It was so long ago know that you couldn't even really remember how you came across him. All your remember is rain, and that is all you could begin to remember before the memories fell apart like ash.

You begin to make your way to your husband, pushing aside the laundry drying along the washing line. The sun beamed down with kindness, bringing a subtle warmth across your skin.

You stopped a few metres away from him, watching as he jumped out of his pick up truck, a wide smile on his face at the sight of you.

"Well good afternoon to you pumpkin, how you feeling? That boy of mine not giving you trouble?" he greeted, turning to the tray of the truck, grabbing from it a large wooden log. He huffs as the weight of the log pushes against his shoulder.

"I'm feeling fine" you laugh, it was a game of yours to count how many times in one day he asked how you were feeling. This was his 10th ask of the day.

"We don't if its a boy yet. Could be a girl" you offer with a smirk. He was convinced it was a boy.

"Nope" he states as he walks towards the work shed, you follow behind him, begging for attention. Ever since the barn, you've been so desperate for affection.

"In the last five generations of my family, there hasn't been one girl born" he drops the log down in the dirt next to his wood working station. You pout, wondering how that is even possible and also wondering why he had a massive log to begin with.

"what's the log for?" you ask.

He turns back to you with a lazy smile, wiping sweat from his brow and he takes his hat off.

"A crib" he beams. Delight dancing in his eyes.

"Oh, that makes sense" you mutter. Your eyes begin to slowly blink in exhaustion. Carrying a baby isn't easy.

" Come on pumpkin, lets get you to bed" he drawls, grasping your hand with a gentle touch. So very different from how he used to touch you when you first arrived.

You nod lazily, still surprised with how quickly sleep comes to you these days.

"That boy of ours sure likes to cause trouble huh? He's gonna just be like his daddy, although I'm hoping he's gonna look like you sweetheart." he muses, a hand coming down to trace your belly as you walk.

The farmer smiles once more. Everything he ever wanted he has. A beautiful wife, the perfect family and more hopefuly to come after this one. He chides himself for the years spent alone, angry at the world and himself. That whole time he could have had this, a place within a family. But he wouldn't change anything, not the timing or the place. You came to him at the perfect time, you were everything he ever could have wanted and more.

He thanks himself for having the courage to take what he saw as his.

#very short #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere drabble #yandere prompts #farmer yandere #oc farmer #farmer #yandere x female reader #fem!reader #tw pregnancy #stockholm syndrome

[bookofmirth]

On every character sarah writes having the same personality: why does every main girl have to be this big planner who has multiple plans on backup and never tells people, only to surprise everyone when everything goes right at the end with no prior explanation... idk if I'm putting this right, but it just made me very... annoyed

Like yeah, that worked great with Aelin, sure, but for me it just doesn't fit with Bryce? Especially on how she was just thrown at this and suddenly figured out she was The Chosen One(tm). It really bugged me, idk

Fair warning, this post rips Bryce a new asshole - not as a person, but as a character that sjm created. So I'm putting it under the cut.

Just to start, in context I said that all the hofas characters ended up having the same personality - though you can make a case for her reusing a lot of the same descriptions and such for all of them. ANYWAY...

To me, the issue is not just that Bryce keeps doing things behind the scenes that we never get any hint of, it's a bigger issue that we never get a hint that she even gives a shit.

With Aelin, at least we already knew what she was working towards and why. We already knew what she cared about and how far she was willing to go to get it. Aelin caring about Terrasen and her court and saving the people she loved was never in question. Her trauma from finding her parents dead, her fear at losing the rest of the people she loved, the weight of responsibility that she felt, we knew all of those things pretty much from the get-go. Her tendency to shut people out could be considered a flaw because she didn't trust other people to help her. We don't know about Terrasen right away, and tbh I don't remember what history we get instead and so I need to reread, but I can point to very specific values, goals, and motivations that make Aelin act the way that she does.

But Bryce - the central problem with her as a character is that Bryce doesn't care about anything, and sjm never figured out what she cares about, either.

Characters need to have central things that they care about, that drive them, motivations, things that they fear and things they would go to great lengths to protect. They need flaws, and clear relationships to the world around them. I could make a list of those things for a lot of her characters. Not all, but most.

With Bryce, I have NO IDEA what those things are. That makes it so that when she randomly find Emile, it just seems like she did it to come across like a nice person. She doesn't care about what humans are experiencing, she shits on Vanir/fae all the time, she treats Hunt pretty poorly, she isn't close to Juniper or Fury (see: their near disappearance from hofas), Danika kept so many secrets from her that I seriously doubt the depth of their relationship. Bryce was working in that library museum thing for Jesiba (I'm already erasing the series from my memory oh my god) and going out and partying and that was all well and good, but... was she going to do those things when she's 200, too? I'm not even saying that she needs to like, go get married or whatever, but she literally has no goals in life!

SJM saying that Bryce is the fun, cute party girl who also has a deep, intellectual side, a pretty woman who can also kick ass, okay, but she needs a reason to kick ass. SJM completely forgot to include the second half of that equation, which is ironic since that was a big point of her character - to prove that women can be feminine and strong, wear high heels and be smart. She failed miserably in my opinion, if that really was the goal of Bryce's character.

When Aelin is snarky to people, I know why. When Bryce is a bitch, it comes out of nowhere and is often turned on people who actually deserve her time and attention and empathy (e.g. Sathia). Aelin is an asshole to that one dude whose name starts with a D because he's a man who is underestimating her and wants to refuse to let her lead because he assumes she will be bad at it. When Bryce is an asshole to Sathia, WHY. I mean really, I wanted to throw my book across the fucking page!!!! Because that's a perfect example of how, if Bryce was guided by a set of values (feminism, I guess?) then she would have responded very differently to Sathia, who has experienced literally the exact same thing Bryce has (being betrothed to someone against her will). Instead, Bryce throws that line back in her face about "well I never let that stop me" as if what Sathia has experienced is her own fault for... not trying enough??? PLEASE. ARE YOU SERIOUS RIGHT NOW.

The whole "girlboss" thing needs.... something driving it. You can't just bulldoze people and call it being empowered. And I think that sjm has really, really simplified gender and sexuality in CC to the point that that's really the only distinction that matters. That's maybe another issue. I just have a lot of thoughts about these things lol.

Anyway. This is what happens when you write a character built on aesthetic and #girlpower, rather than making them a complete person with fears and values and joys and goals and motivations and flaws.

Okay one more point, this is NOT beyond sjm's capabilities. She obviously is much better at writing characters than this. I just think that sometimes, something suffers when you try new things. In CC, sjm was giving actual world building and magic systems a go. And the characters, really, REALLY fucking suffered for it.

#sjm critical #hofas #hofas spoilers #spoilers #house of flame and shadow spoilers #anti bryce #using that tag for the first time ever but oh my god #I don't plan on harping on this topic a lot #it's just... #definitely been on my mind #ask #anon

[nonobadcat]

Imagine AFO stealing a bunny(not rabbit) Quirk, and giving it to his pretty little wife so he’ll not only be able to pet his wife’s soft dangling ears, but his wife will end up having the urge to *ahem* multiply like bunnies.Thought that he might do that since he stole that wolf Quirk.

For those that don't know: the stolen wolf quirk Yokai mentioned is from chapters 20 and 36 of my 18+ only Fem!reader x yandere All For One story - "A Hypnotic Nightmare".

So we're talking fuwa-fuwa bunny girls, right?

If we're going for "long dangly ears" I would vote for the French lop. English lop ears are so long I could see them getting in the way AFO's proclivities and I'm not sure a man who stands 225cm tall should be giving his wife a dwarf bunny quirk like a Holland lop. Even with a size kink, that sounds... painful.

In the context of a yandere AFO, a bunny quirk makes a lot of sense. Bunnies are a highly social species. It's recommended that they be pair housed and families should not to leave them alone much longer than 4 hours without a friend or activity. Isolating someone under the influence of a quirk like that would be very effective at breaking them down so he can mold them to his tastes.

That said, sexually intact rabbits aren't always super friendly when they get hormonal. Since you are clearly not spayed in this scenario, I see AFO getting bit/scratched a lot.

So here is this man who has the world's most touchable waifu and you (said waifu) are suddenly much more violent towards him.

Cue AFO on the Google at 2am reading this:

"...Interact with your bunny every day so that they become your friend and will not see you as a threat entering their territory. Remember, your bunny is not being naughty or nasty, they are just trying to protect themselves. The best training tip is to use reward-based training in these situations. Never punish a bunny as it is confusing as she is only doing what is natural in protecting herself and it is likely to increase aggression. If your bunny won’t come near you, you’ll have to persuade her that coming to you is a really good thing. The easiest way is with food rewards..."

Can you imagine how this is gonna go? (≧ε≦)

You buried yourself behind the comforter, knees pulled tight to your chest. Blood shot eyes stared blankly at the sight before you.

"What are you doing?"

Sprawled across the plush bedroom carpet, your demonic captor gazed up at you though half lidded eyes. Clasped between the tips of his fingers, a piece of dried papaya taunted you.

"It occurs to me that been very neglectful of your new body's needs, my sweet pet." He leaned forward, stretching out his thick arm towards your dubious scowl. The scratches you'd given him last night lay red and puffy across his pale wrist. "It's quiet understandable that you'd be upset with me."

Oh? He really though that was why you were upset?

Being kidnapped and locked away in All For One's apartment had been its own nightmare before he forced the bunny quirk on you. It'd been one week since you woke up to long, velvety ears and a burning desire to dig up the carpet. Seeing your new rounder, softer features in the mirror was bad enough without your captor's lecherous leer burning down your neck. Glancing brushes against your cotton tail sent shivers up your spine. Greedy fingers pinched your cheeks and rubbed your ears at every opportunity while their master cooed on and on about how utterly touchable you were.

Whenever he reached out to pet you, you clawed him for his hubris. However, the way his laughter chased you from room to room left you with the distinct impression the violence only turned him on.

Though it all, the sadistic All For One revealed in the hell he'd thrust upon you.

Sure... your new bunny tummy seemed at odds with your tongue. Yes, many of your favorite foods now brought nothing but cramping and pain. Of course you'd want something to eat that didn't feel like trial by fire.

...but if he thought papaya bribes would fix the problem, he had another thing coming.

Your nose twitched. "You cannot be serious."

The white haired man shuffled closer, bringing the fruit within snapping distance of your mouth. "Try it. It's deli~cious ❤," he insisted in a cheerful sing-song.

Fuzzy ears pinned back across your skull as your eyes narrowed. A deep, stomach growl rippled across the room. Heat filled your cheeks.

All For One's knowing smile stretched one tooth wider.

Tentative fingers crept out towards the glossy treat. Your fur bristled. Eyes locked on the predator, you pinched the papaya from his grasp and fixed him with a sideways stare.

Red eyes glowed with pleasure. "Go on," he purred. "Try it."

Brining the chewy fruit to your lips, you nibbled one corner of the slice. Tangy sweet burst across your tongue. Your eyes popped wide as the flavor set your salivary glands ablaze. Pleasure rippled down your arms. All at once, you shoved the entire piece into your mouth.

"That's a good girl," you captor purred, holding out a second piece.

The seductive lilt in his words sent a cold drop of sweat rolling down your neck. With a pinched throat, you barely managed to swallow the fruit. "W-what are you up to?" you demanded.

He waved the next piece. "Desensitization to my presence and counter-conditioning to your lack of trust in me."

You snatched it from his hand and stared at him from below your lashes. Voice soft, you pleaded with him again: "If you want my trust, then let me go home."

He cocked his head, the edges of his grin pulling taunt. "You are home, pet."

You shivered, turning your body away from his hungry gaze.

He hummed, rising to his feet with a languid stretch. "Well, three years on a stone, I suppose."

As demon lord opened the bedroom door, he turned back to you with a teasing sneer. "Rabbits are social creatures, so do let me know when you start to feel lonely again. I'll be happy to give you all the affection you crave." Crimson heat flashed in his eyes. "In fact, be happy to accommodate all of your new body's urges."

Before you could say a word, the door to freedom clicked shut.

#afo x reader #all for one x reader #yandere shigaraki x reader #yandere x reader #all for one bnha #yandere all for one #yandere bnha #shigaraki x reader #bnha all for one #yandere mha #a hypnotic nightmare #bunny quirk #tw yandere #yandere afo #fem!reader

[crowhyun]

FOXY RIDE — 2

fox hybrid!yeonjun x panda bear hybrid!reader

Genre: smut, fluff, angst

Warnings: oral (fem receiving), slight dry humping, breeding kink, rough secks, creampie, really fluffy but passionate, mentions of pregnancy, ACTUAL pregnancy, mentions of weight gain and food, reader has trust issues lol

Words: 5.2k (this was supposed to be under 2k…)

AN: so, you don’t necessarily have to read the first part to read this part, but if you want more context, go ahead. This was actually supposed to be just smut, but i decided to had just a little more lol. Hope you enjoy! (also! I literally rushed with this so sorry! there may be quite a bit of typos, but i still put my love and care into it!!!)

     For the past few weeks, Yeonjun had been in dreamland, heads in the clouds for most of the day, and a smile on his face. By now, the whole school was informed about you and him being in a relationship, disappointing literally everyone who was interested in him.

     Despite the fact that you were seen as a nobody compared to Yeonjun, he didn't care one bit. He wasn't even aware of how people saw you. All he knew that when he was with you, he felt like the luckiest man in the world.

(Y/N): i have a homework to do tonight then i'm taking a nap

Yeonjun: okay bby <3

Yeonjun: i'll buy you dinner to eat when you wake up

(Y/N): it's fine, you don't have to, i ate a few hours ago

(Y/N): i've been gaining too much weight anyways

Yeonjun: what's wrong with that?

Yeonjun: i'll buy you dinner and we'll eat together okay?

(Y/N): you won't let me decline, will you?

Yeonjun: no <3

(Y/N): i guess then

(Y/N): see you tonight :)

Yeonjun: <3

   As if it was second nature, Yeonjun's fingers glided across the screen, about to send one last text, but then he stopped.

Yeonjun: i love you (unsent)

    Was it too soon? What if it made you uncomfortable? He shook his head and deleted it, deciding to leave it at that. He wanted to make sure you were fully comfortable in the relationship before he said something that serious. Yet...those were his true feelings...

    "What are you doing?"

    He jumped at the voice behind him, seeing that it was Wooyoung looking over his shoulder at his phone.

    "What are you doing?" Yeonjun retorted.

    "Just scepulating." Wooyoung shrugged. "You're always texting her." He laughed.

    "Well, yeah...she's my girlfriend." Yeonjun found himself smiling at calling you his girlfriend. It'll never get old for him. Wooyoung gave him a weird look, and Yeonjun tilted his head to the side. "What's that look for?"

    "Nothin', just...you're actually serious about (Y/N)?" Wooyoung asked.

    "Of course I am." Yeonjun scoffed. "I thought that was obvious."

    "Just asking." Wooyoung said. "Anyways, you coming to my party tonight? This time we got an actual bartender!"

    "Nah, not tonight." Yeonjun said, looking back at his phone as if you were going to text him again.

    "But you said that last weekend." Wooyoung pouted. "And the one after that."

    "I've been focusing on my studies." Yeonjun shrugged. "It's our last year, and we can celebrate after we graduate. If we graduate, that is. You should do the same."

    Wooyoung scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Jun...come on."

    "What?"

    "Really?" Wooyoung gave him another weird look. "Is (Y/N) forcing you to do this?"

    "The fuck do you mean?" Yeonjun lifted a brow.

    "Well, y'know, she's more...uptight. Focused on her grades and shit." Wooyoung said. "Ever since you guys started dating, you've kinda been a recluse. Like you've changed. Get loose a little, usually these college relationships don't last, anyways."

    Yeonjun sighed, rolling his eyes. If he had a dollar for every one of his friends that said this to him, he'd be rich by now.

    "Wooyoung, you're my friend, right?" Yeonjun asked.

    "Duh, since freshman year of high school." Wooyoung laughed.

    "Then you know what happens when you cross the line right?"

    "Uh...yeah." Woo young's smile dropped and he scratched the back of his neck.

    "Well, you're almost there, friend." Yeonjun said, patting him on the shoulder. "Don't push it." He gave him a tight smile before he gathered his things and left, on his way to your favorite restaurant.

    He didn't have it in him to stay angry for long. Wooyoung was always his best friend, and he's always said dumb things from time to time. Besides, it's not like he knew what it was like to be in a real relationship.

——————————————

    With the spare key that you had given him, Yeonjun entered your apartment quietly, setting the bag of takeout he ordered on your kitchen counter.

    All of the lights were off, and it was very quiet, so he assumed that you were still asleep. He didn't want your sleep pattern to get awry, so he thought he'd go and wake you up.

    "Baby?" He called quietly, softly knocking on your door. You were laid on the bed on your stomach, arms folded above your head and your leg bent up. You looked so comfortable in your baggy hoodie and underwear, as if you were having the best dream. Your bushy tail fluttered every now and then, peeking out from under the hoodie. He smiled to himself and walked in, making sure not to wake you just yet.

     You always looked so peaceful while sleeping, like you didn't have a worry in the world. Though, as much as he wanted you to rest up completely, he knew you had to eat as well.

     "Wake up, babe." Yeonjun said, slightly shaking your shoulder. "The food is here."

     You squinted your eyes open, frowning as the light from the hallway got in your eyes.

     "Oh, hi, Jun." You said, yawning.

     "Hi, princess." He chuckled. "Did you get your homework done?"

     You paused. "Homework...ah. I tried to take a short break, but I fell asleep instead. I don't have much to do anyways."

     "Mm, okay." He nodded. "Well, if you're ready to eat, the foods in the kitchen."

“Mmm.” You hummed, slowly shutting your eyes once again.

“Heyyy. Heyyyyyy-“ Yeonjun whined, laying next to you and putting your leg over his hips so he could get closer. “Wake up.” He pouted, giving you a short peck that made you smile.

“Why?” You huffed.

“Because you sleeping pattern will be ruined.” He said. “And because I miss you. And I wanna be with you.”

“I’m so tired, though…”

“That’s because you’re still laying down, and because it’s dark in here.” He said. “Come on, cutie, get up.” He lifted himself up on his knees, grabbing your hands so that he could bring you up with him, but with a giggle, you dragged him back down in between your legs, his chest colliding with yours. “Yah-“ He laughed. “You’re naughty today, aren’t you?”

“Cuddle me.” You said.

“Ah ah ah, I know your tricks.” He shook his head, giving you a stern look. “Every time you go all, ‘cuddle me Yeonjun’-“ You laughed at his horrible high pitched mocking of you. “-you end up falling asleep after the first five minutes.”

“It’s not my fault you’re so comfy and warm.”

“Oh? Am I?” He smiled, and you rolled your eyes, knowing that you had just fed his ego. He laughed, giving you another kiss. “Will kisses keep you awake?”

“I think so.” You said. “Just keep kissing me and we’ll see.”

“Okay, so hypothesis-“ Kiss. “If I kiss my girlfriend non-stop-“ Kiss. “Then she will stay awake-“ Kiss. “Because all she needs is love and attention-“ Kiss. “Even though she doesn’t admit it.”

“Oh wow, the iconic ‘if, then, because’ statement. How educated.” You chuckled sarcastically.

“Of course, that extra studying is going to make a smarter than you.”

“Mhm, we’ll see about that.” You grabbed his face, planting your lips against his again. You didn’t want to talk anymore, you just wanted to feel is soft, plump lips against yours. Yeonjun said less, wanting to just kiss you and much as you wanted to kiss him.

If there’s one thing you’ve learned about Yeonjun since you’ve started dating him, it was that he was the best kisser you’ve ever had the pleasure of kissing. It was scary how perfect he was, and just how fast he learned what you liked. Almost as if it was too good to be true.

Over time, the kiss got more heated, even though you really didn’t mean for it to happen. Your tongues twirled together, exchanging saliva—something that you were now used to doing every day.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer to you, and you gasped once you felt his hard-on right on your center. He was rock hard.

“Oh…oops.” Yeonjun gave you a sheepish smile. “I didn’t mean for that to happen.”

“It’s okay.” You said, trying to keep from grinding your hips up against him. You didn’t want to seem too desperate, especially when he didn’t mean to get aroused like this. “I…I could help you if you want.”

He raised an eyebrow and smirked. “Really? Do you want to?” You nodded.

“It could keep me awake for the next few hours.” You slowly trailed your hands down his lean arms.

“Oh? Then we should get to it, huh?” He chuckled. “Wouldn’t want you to fall asleep too early.” No more words needed to be exchanged as Yeonjun attached his lips to yours with more fervor this time. He didn’t stop himself from grinding into you, the growing wetness of your center leaking through your underwear and staining his sweats.

His hands held onto your hips and slowly moved up and under your sweatshirt.

“Wait…” He parted from the kiss and looked down. “Is this my sweatshirt?”

You looked down, not even remembering exactly what you were wearing.

“Oh…I think so.” You said. “Sorry, you left it here a few days ago and I guess it got mixed up with my clothes.”

“Don’t apologize.” He but his lip with a smile. “You look hot in my clothes.” This was one of the many fantasies that Yeonjun dreamt about whenever he wasn’t with you. Him fucking you in his clothes. It satisfied the primal urge to make you his, to pin you down and fuck you full of his-

Yeonjun had to snap out of it.

Don’t get too carried away, Yeonjun…

He looked down at the wet spot on your panties, seeing just how quick it was for you to be so wet for him. He trailed his fingers over your slick covered underwear, putting enough pressure on your slit to make you twitch you hips upwards.

“Fuck…” He whispered as he watched another gush of slick deep through your panties. The fabric stuck to you, outlining your slick lower lips. His cock twitched at the image in front of him. As much as he wanted to fuck you dumb, his mouth watered, and he knew he just had to get a taste. “Can I eat you out?”

The question surprised you. Yeonjun had never eaten you out ever since you’ve dated, and things were met pretty simple. Actually, you’ve never been eaten out before, so this was new to you.

“I-It’s okay if you don’t want me to, I could just-“

“Yes.” You said quickly. As much as this was new to you, it didn’t stop you from ever fantasizing about his gorgeous lips wrapping around your clit…

It’s like you saw the excitement pass over Yeonjun’s face as he quickly made his move to put his face in between your thighs.

Yeonjun pushed your thighs open a bit more, and you felt a bit self conscious of your most sensitive area being right in front of his eyes. He didn’t want to make you uncomfortable, so he kept himself from pressing his nose right against your wetness, savoring your sweet scent.

You saw his ear twitch as his eyes darkened, and he flattened his tongue against your covered slit, getting a quick taste of you and teasing you at the same time.

“Fuck, you taste so good…” Yeonjun murmured, more like to himself than to you. In a hurry, he pushed himself up on his knees to slide your underwear off. Leaving you naked under Yeonjun’s baggy sweatshirt.

He placed himself back in between your legs, using his hands to grab onto your thighs and spread your legs further than needed. He couldn’t wait this time, immediately diving in and gathering all of the slick that had slipped out of you.

Your back arched, half in surprise and half in pleasure.

“Fuck, Yeonjun-“ You gasped, grabbing ahold of his messy hair. He held onto your thighs tightly as his tongue moved in and out of your hole, devouring your slick as if it was his first meal of the day.

You didn’t want to be too loud, so you bit your sleeve, your other hand tugging on his hair right behind his ears.

You thought that you’d be able to contain the volume of your moans until he wrapped his lips around your clit, and sucked, moaning at the taste, and it sent vibrations right up the nerves of your clit.

You mewled at that, trying to get in gulps of air. You felt like you could barely breathe with just how good he was eating you. He surprised you everyday with how good he was at everything.

His eyes met with yours, watching your every expression and every twitch and turn on your body. You just looked so dreamy in his eyes as he gave you the pleasure you deserved.

Spurred on by your heavenly sounds, he focused all of his attention on sucking in your sensitive clit, determined to make you cum.

You felt your high come closer and closer, and at this point, you didn’t care about the noise you were making. You just wanted to cum on his tongue, even more so than Yeonjun wanted.

With both of your hands, you grabbed ahold of his hair and started grinding your hips on him. Immediately, he flattened his tongue, watching as you used him to get yourself off. It was the hottest thing he’s ever seen, and it felt like he was going to cum just from this. He knew he wouldn’t last long once he was inside of you.

You repeated his name over and over like a mantra as you finally slipped over the edge, riding his tongue through your powerful orgasm. There was just something about you using him like this that made his cock twitch like crazy, and once your orgasm settled down, he didn’t give you time to breathe at all.

He didn’t even completely take his clothes off before he crawled back up to you and smashed his lips against yours, pulling his sweats down just enough to release his angry, leaking cock. You were to distracted by your own taste to notice the tip of his cock right at the entrance of your sopping hole, and you yelped once he slid into you all in one go, his hips meeting with yours in a harsh slap.

There was no time to waste, as he held himself up, hovering above you so that he could have a clear view of your face. He started pummeling inside of you, not able to control himself any further. He let himself wait for too long before allowing himself any pleasure.

“Oh my god-“ You gasped, grabbing a hold of his shoulders so that his harsh thrusts wouldn’t push you up the bed.

His moans were like music to your ears, and you felt him twitch uncontrollably inside of you, you couldn’t help the erotic noises that spilled from your throat.

“Fuck, this kissy takes me so well,” Yeonjun moaned, lost in the feeling of you clenching around him, accommodating his girth.

Suddenly, the sound of a phone ringing stopped the both of you in your tracks, him balls deep inside of you and looking over at his phone on your nightstand.

He looked so hot at this moment, his eyes furrowed in frustration, his chest moving up and down at his heavy breaths, his hair messy from the pulling, and sweat dripping down his forehead.

He reached over to pick up his phone, and he growled as he noticed it was Wooyoung. Why would he be calling him at this time?

“Yeonjun, baby~” You whined, clenching around him as you wanted to get back to it. “You can call him back when you’re done…please fuck me.”

“Fuck…” He groaned, throwing his phone to the side and returning back to you, starting his thrusts once again. He fucked you deep, not wanting you to miss the feeling of each and every inch of his lengthy cock.

“Oh, god-“ You moaned, eyes rolling to the back of your head. “Please don’t stop, Yeonjun—I’m gonna cum!”

He wasn’t planning on stopping anyways. His stamina never failed to amaze you everytime he fucked you. You felt like he could go on and on for hours, but it never got that long before.

You opened your mouth in a silent scream as you arched your back, cumming hard on Yeonjun’s cock. Your nails dug into his shoulders, most likely making marks that’ll be there for days after this.

He winced, the pain turning into pleasure as he found it harder and harder to keep trusting in you. Shoved all the way into your pussy, he shallowly thrusted at a quick pace, his balls tightening as he got ready to release a load inside of you.

You whined at the overstimulation, diligently waiting for him to cum inside of you, filling you up just how you like it.

“Cum inside me, Jun-“ You whined to edge him on. “Fill me up…I want it-“

Fill her up, Yeonjun~

Fill her till she can’t take anymore~

Give her all your cum~

Fuck her full until she’s pregnant with your pups~

Knock her up, Yeonjun~

He let out a groan from deep in his gut as he finally came, spurt after spurt of his white cum filling you up and overflowing. He continued to weakly thrust inside of you until he was nearly dry, unable to continue filling you up.

Tired, Yeonjun released the weight on his arms, falling down on you, but careful not to suffocate you.

“Damn…” Yeonjun breathed out. “Tell me why I can’t keep my hands off you whenever I’m around you.”

“I’m trying to figure that out myself.” You replied, laughing even though you were tired al over again.

On the other side of the bed, Yeonjun noticed his phone vibrating every few seconds. He furrowed his brows in confusion and picked it up, seeing multiple messages from Wooyoung.

Wooyoung: bro u sure you don’t wanna come to the party tonight?

Wooyoung: you can bring (Y/N)

Wooyoung: i miss u :(

Wooyoung: where are you

Wooyoung: are you at (Y/N)’s house???

Wooyoung: can i come just to say hi

Wooyoung: i’ve never said more than two sentences to her

Wooyoung: can i meet my best friends girlfriend

Wooyoung: i’m coming over

Wooyoung: apartment number 48 right?

Wooyoung: wait…

Wooyoung: nvm it’s 49

Wooyoung: i hear y’all fucking

Wooyoung: so loud jeez

Wooyoung: i’ll come back another time

Wooyoung: have fun ig lol

“What is it?” You asked.

“Nothing.” Yeonjun said quickly. He knew you’d be embarrassed if you had known that Wooyoung heard the two of you. “Just Wooyoung spamming dumb shit about the party.”

“Oh…I’m hungry.” You pouted.

“Good thing I’ve got just what you need.” He said with a wink, then pulled out. “Oh, shit-“ He watched as his cum spilled out of you, momentarily forgetting what had just happened moments before. “Uh, let’s clean up first. Sorry…”

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About a week later, you went to class feeling more groggy than usual. There was a permanent frown on your face, and an ache in your stomach.

You guessed your period was about to come, and you dreaded it. It was almost like the week before your period was worse than the actual week of.

Though, it was weird, because you had feel this type of grogginess for a few weeks now, and your period hasn’t come yet. It was two days before it would usually come, but you weren’t too worried.

“Should you go to the doctor?” Yeonjun suggested while walking you home. “It could be something serious, especially if you’ve been feeling this way for a few weeks. What if it’s a stomach bug?”

“I’m fine, Jun.” You said. “Stuff like this has happened before.”

“I don’t know…” He frowned. “You said you’ve been gaining weight easily and feeling more tired than usual too, right?”

“Yeah, but it could be stress.” You said. “That sometimes happens when I’m stressed.”

“(Y/N).” Yeonjun looked at you with concern written all over his face. “I’m going to need you to care about yourself a little more. This really could be something serious, and it shouldn’t just be pushed to the side because of stress. Call the doctor. I’ll take you there.”

You sighed, knowing that you wouldn’t be able to argue about this. You knew that Yeonjun just cared for you deeply, as he was always there for you whenever you didn’t feel your best.

So, you were able to schedule a doctors appointment for the next day, and Yeonjun drove you there like he said he would.

“If it’s nothing, you owe me my check-up fee.” You said to Yeonjun, who scoffed and laughed.

“Is this what I get for caring?” Yeonjun pouted.

“Yes.” You said. “I doubt it isn’t even that bad.”

“Well, I hope it’s not.”

The doctor walked back into the room, clipboard in hand. She greeted the two of you again and put on some hand sanitizer.

“So, I looked over your symptoms with the nurse.” She said. “Urine testing takes about three hours, five or take, so I cannot give a for sure diagnosis right now, but…your symptoms are quite clear for what it is.”

“It’s not too bad, right.” You chuckled nervously, expecting to hear that maybe you had caught a stomach bug after all.

“Eh, depends.” The doctor said, giving you a tight smile. “You’re pregnant, Ms.(Y/L/N).”

Silence.

“Uh…” Yeonjun cleared his throat. “That’s not final, though, right? S-since the urine test isn’t complete?”

“Technically, no, it’s not final.” The doctor said. “But the symptoms are prett obvious. You’re most likely 3-5 weeks pregnant by now.”

You couldn’t speak. This can’t be. You can’t be pregnant. You’re so young. You’re still in school with no career. Your apartment might be big enough for a baby, but do you have the money for it. Did Yeonjun even want a baby? What if he was going to leave you? What if this was too much for him?

“Due to the both of you being hybrids, the change for multiples is quite high.” The doctor said. “There’s a higher chance that you’d have twins or triplets than if you’d have just one.”

“Oh god.” The fear settled in, and you felt yourself start to panic. Though the doctor felt pity on you, she continued.

“We’ll call you once the urinology results are ready, and we can give you an accurate diagnosis,” The doctor said. “But for now, that is most likely what it is.”

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The results were in. You were really pregnant, and you had been pregnant for four weeks now. You didn’t even know it, and neither did Yeonjun, of course.

You laid on your couch, crying for days at your predicament. You had distanced yourself from Yeonjun, not allowing him to see you like this.

Did it matter, really, though? No one would want to become a parent so young in their life. Especially not Yeonjun. He’s always been the party type, always the type to live life to the fullest. Now his loser girlfriend was pregnant. Would you blame him if he was done with you and the baby(s) on the way? Not at all.

“(Y/N), baby, please talk to me. We can talk this out, we can figure this out, just please answer the phone, okay?”

You listened to yet another one of his voicemails, feeling guilty but not feeling brave enough to talk to him. The relationship didn’t even last long, but you were already into something that would take a life long commitment. How could you be so stupid?

“You know I won’t come over until you answer the phone, baby. I don’t want you to be alone, right now, especially not at a time like this. I don’t care about classes, I just want to see you. Please answer the phone.”

Was he frustrated at you? You couldn’t handle seeing his anger directed at you. You couldn’t handle seeing him right now. So you texted him just to ease the guilt that weighed on you.

(Y/N): i just want to be alone right now.

(Y/N): just leave me alone for a bit…

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Yeonjun paced back and forth, not knowing what to do with himself when he was away from you. This was a time where he knew that you shouldn’t be alone. He knew that you didn’t wan to be alone. You were just pushing him away, just like you always did when you didn’t want him to see you in an emotional state.

At the least, his feelings were hurt. He was surprised, too. He was anxious, too. This was his child, too! Did you not trust him enough to show him your rough sides? Was he not showing you just how much he loved and cherished you every day?

He could only blame himself, after all. His reputation, his attitude, everything. If he was more careful, this wouldn’t have happened. You’d trust him more, and your relationship would be even deeper. How could he get you to trust him?

Right now, he didn’t care about anything else. The only thing he cared about was you, and the future you two would have together. That’s all he wanted you to know. But you didn’t know. You, of course, thought the opposite. Like he didn’t care. Like he didn’t want to care.

It made him frustrated, so, so, frustrated. With himself, with you.

He called again, after leaving you alone for a day. He hoped that you would pick up this time, that maybe he had calmed down just a bit.

His heart stopped when you picked up the phone.

“Baby?” He spoke softly. He heard nothing for a few seconds, then suddenly heard the sounds of you softly sobbing.

You didn’t mean to cry. You were done with crying after a day, but the sound of him being so worried made you break down.

“Baby, please don’t cry,” Yeonjun frowned, feeling himself tear up just hearing you in so much anguish. “Please let me come over. Let’s talk, okay? We won’t be able to get through this is we don’t talk.”

He waited for you to answer, as you were silent for a minute.

“T-the door’s unlocked…” You sniffled.

And with that, he hurried to your apartment, keeping you on the phone the entire time. His heart was aching to see you again. It’s like he couldn’t be away from you for more than a day.

Five minutes later, he showed up at your apartment, rushing through the door and finding you on your couch.

Immediately, without one word exchanged, he ran to embrace you in a warm, tight hug. As a surprise to you, you hugged him back just as tight, not knowing just how much you missed him and just how much you needed a hug.

“Baby, you can’t…you can’t just do that anymore.” Yeonjun said. “You can’t be alone at times like this. It may sound selfish, but, y-you can’t do that to me.”

“I’m sorry.” You cried, not planning to offer an explanation. You’d feel too ashamed to do so.

“How have you been feeling?” He asked, looking at you. “You haven’t been hurting too bad, have you? Don’t ignore me, again, I’ll take care of you.”

“It’s just…just some nausea, that’s all.” You said. “I’m fine.”

He sighed, looking at you with deep concern. “Baby…you know you don’t have to hide anything from me, right? I don’t like how you shut yourself out when you’re sad or mad. I’m always here for you, especially now. Tell me what’s on your mind. I’m listening, I always am.”

You refused to look at him, eyes glued to the floor. Did you really want to open up to him? What if he wanted to eventually leave you? Leave you with your future child(ren)?

“Do…do you still want to be with me?” You asked him softly.

“What?” He tilted his head of the side, and gently grabbed your hand. “Of course I still want to be with you. Pregnant or not, I still want to be with you. What makes you think otherwise?”

“I just…we’re so young.” You said. “You have your whole life ahead of you, and…it feels like I’m trapping you with me. Don’t you…don’t you want to go explore and be free without the responsibility of a girlfriend with a child?”

“Of course not.” He said. What you were saying to him was absolutely ridiculous, but he didn’t want to show you how much it frustrated him while you were in a sensitive place right now. “I don’t think you understand, (Y/N). You are the most important person in my life. You’re young, too, and even though having a baby at this time isn’t ideal, I would never leave you alone to go through this yourself. This is something we both did, and I would hate myself for vet even thinking of leaving you alone. Do you understand, baby?”

You bit your lip, taking in everything he was saying.

“This is far from a trap, and…having a baby may not be the worst thing. Especially when it’s with you. I…I love you, (Y/N). I love you so much, and it hurts me to know that you’re thinking this way. Put a little faith in me, okay? I’m here for you, and I always will be.”

Tears fell from your eyes, but this time, they weren’t negative. This time, you felt loved. This time, you felt that you weren’t alone. Despite your insecurities and trust issues, Yeonjun still tried his hardest to show you just how much you meant to him. You were difficult, but Yeonjun didn’t care, because he really just loved you that much.

“Come here.” He said, gagging you in a hug again. He held you close to his chest, one of the many warm hugs that happened right on this couch. “I love you so much, okay? Never forget that.”

You nodded against his chest, letting out the last of your tears as you two hugged in silence.

A few minutes later, you uttered out the words, “I love you, too.”

Yeonjun didn’t think you’d say it. He didn’t think you were ready just yet, and he was fine with that. But hearing it come out of your mouth made his heart warm. There was no feeling better than love. Feeling loved, being loved, to love. Yeonjun never prioritized the feeling of love until he met you. He learned just how strong it could be, and just how important it was for him to feel. If you could make him feel this way, there was nothing else that he needed in the world.

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[arowitharrows]

hello again, recent anon here! first of all, i wanted to thank you for your wonderful response. i did read the article you linked to, and i must say that i was certainly ignorant of the very serious ways, pertaining to medical/health care, that people are affected by hostility (and ignorance) towards asexuality. i would also like to put forth some context for my outlook on things, just in that i was raised in what i've been told was an unusual and very sheltered environment, so while as i've grown older there are some things i've realized on my own that i may see as the norm that many do not, and it's actually my own mistake. i am a bit surprised that i had never some across this information online before, but i suppose i may have overly cultivated my online experience to be rather narrow, so upon reading your response, i realized that this might be one of those things where i just hadn't come to the realization on my own, and I decided to discuss it with a much more worldly cousin of mine who i am close to, for a better perspective, and she told me that what you said is generally true, and that a majority of people really do just experience sexual and romantic attraction like, from the get go. it was a bit embarrassing to realize that, but it's probably for the better. while that certainly was not my main take away from reading what you said, i sort of feel like my bubble has been burst. like i was really naive about that sort of thing. since i'm hiding behind anon, i will say that i'm almost 24 and it's really surreal to learn, like what else do i not know? that's apparently common knowledge? at times like these i recall that my father always said, "a wise man knows that he knows not", and i feel a poignant sense of failure to keep that with me as he would have tried to impart. your point about the time and effort put into books/movies/etc with those sort of themes makes alot of sense that i never even considered. my thoughts on the matter only ever went as far as "well they do that to sell more things, but only certain types of people would buy that anyways". i see that my view on all this has been severely limited. I really appreciated your anecdotes about your own life experience, and the different perspective they contained. in my life, few people openly spoke of sexual matters, and certainly not at length, but i can definitely see how being in an environment of your peers that did could lead you to feel how you described. i've been a total dunce here, like this is a part of an overarching "different people have different lives" common sense sort of thing that's gone way over my head in a really messed up way. the only people i've spoken to at any great length in many years are my relatives, so my understanding of community in a general sense may be a bit warped there. besides, all that, i would also like to say that i had not even previously thought about the ways that considering any ace identity to be a reaction of any sort could overlap with rad fem politics, another great oversight on my part. it is obvious now that ignoring these issues and pushing them out of my mind when i hear about them is not a correct course of action. i wonder how much of this train-of-thought rant would be an issue if i had delved deeper into other people's lived experiences pertaining to these matters when i first learned they existed. i will 100% be taking your advice on listening to more people about this all, and plan to read more about it immediately. i'm sure, based off even just this one interaction, that i have much more to understand about these things than i ever could have guessed i didn't know. I may even seek out some videos on the subject online as well. (as a small note too, i would like to say to the singular commenter on the post that while i'm doubtful any such label could apply to myself, your suggestion is certainly something i will take under consideration.) So for now, i thank you again for your gracious and eloquent reply. I have found it to be quite enlightening, and I bid you a great new year!

Well I am glad I could help a bit! The context of your upbringing makes sense and I'm certain you aren't the first or only person to go through such a "bubble bursting" process, it's a part of life and of opening yourself up to new perspectives. Also don't worry too much about the radfem train of thought thing, it is not a well known or discussed topic and I would not expect many people to be aware of it. I did not believe that that's where you were coming from, it just felt important to mention in that context.

I also wish you all the best in the new year, and thanks for listening and reaching out to learn more about the topic!

#ask #anon

[tadpolesonalgae]

hi tabby! ty for feeding us another cbmthy! I loved how you made her *ask* for refuge at Autumn, actively seeking Eris. I just live for her taking the reigns of her life, and I can't wait to read Azriel's reaction about that  😩  and also him finding out about hers and Bas' relationship - I didn't realize he hadn't caught on that it has a sexual aspect to it. I guess at this point I just want the plot to metaphorically beat Az with a stick lolll I'm sooo excited to know what happens next!! And I dunno, I guess I still feel like the IC sort of neglects her in a way (intentional or not) that they don't others so I don't really feel bad she just yeeted. I wonder how long it'll take for them to actually notice she's gone. Call me anti-IC I s'pose... as far as smut goes, I don't mind that it only happens in service to the plot - I'm not reading it for the smut. I like there is a Pride and Prejudice vibe going on - they're not actively smooching, just the tension filled encounters, and subtle touching here and there. and now my 2 cents over vampire!rhys: I never knew I needed that. Thank you. - 🥐

‘hi tabby! ty for feeding us another cbmthy!’

You are more than welcome! Those ideas had been waiting to be put into writing for a while so I’m glad you liked it! 🧡💛

‘I just live for her taking the reigns of her life, and I can't wait to read Azriel's reaction about that  😩’

Yes!! Hopefully Eris is going to push her into motion and help her (inadvertently or not) begin to want to take control over herself :)

‘and also him finding out about hers and Bas' relationship - I didn't realize he hadn't caught on that it has a sexual aspect to it.’

I mean, some people might find it weird that he’s the Spymaster and hasn’t caught on, but he isn’t really paying much attention to reader and also is supposed to show how Az kind of sees her? The thought of her having a sexual relationship with anyone seems so unrealistic that he hasn’t even considered it—so hopefully that’ll be fun and begin to shift his understanding of what sort of person she is and might become? (Hopefully)

‘I'm sooo excited to know what happens next!!’

Ahhh!! I hope you enjoy getting to see reader and Eris interact! There are some small things I want to put in, but other than that, it’s mostly going to be a matter of different training processes and magic theory!! I’d like to put in some down-time between them too but I’m not sure about that yet, it might have to be woven into a conversation they have while she’s reading/practicing :)

‘as far as smut goes, I don't mind that it only happens in service to the plot - I'm not reading it for the smut. I like there is a Pride and Prejudice vibe going on - they're not actively smooching, just the tension filled encounters, and subtle touching here and there.’

I’ll keep in mind the possibilities for smut because I think that could be interesting to explore their dynamics in that sort of context? Either way I really doubt it’ll be anything sudden considering how overwhelmed she gets from just being near him so I can’t see them jumping straight into bed with one another unless they get really swept up on something?

I also hope people will be okay with it being a slow culmination of emotions between them eventually, so that will have to span across a multiple chapters 🧡💛

‘and now my 2 cents over vampire!rhys: I never knew I needed that. Thank you.’

I’ve been having some thoughts about both vampire Rhys and also the potential for him having his own little series (probably poltergeist themed) since I got this lovely ask, so I hope that’ll eventually come to fruition and it’ll be a fun read! :)

#🥐 anon <3 #🥐 #cbmthy #thank you for your thoughts!! #I love getting to read through them 🧡💛

[sparkstick]

i am all about those unnecessary details that are added for just a touch of flavor. like yeah i know 7 doesn't have the same nationalities as the real world. but there's certainly some inspiration there some where. so i too have some silly ideas i like to apply, but mostly have kept to myself.

anyway, i tend to associate reno with being irish and french. he has that classic iconic irish coloring with red hair, pale skin, and green eyes. along with that fighty attitude. all he misses is lack of freckling (which i hc that he does have, but it not a lot). and because the french are bastards. (this is an inside joke, i do not hate the french. its because i chose to stick with the sinclair surname.)

both sides of his family originate outside of midgar. he'd be a part of a generation on either side that was born and raised in midgar.

he really doesn't care much about his heritage, so it's not something he himself would really look into. i also think that a lot of people in midgar are like that. it feels to me like midgar goes out of its way to erase the past of what used to be there. and that storta leads into this other idea i have but really don't employ too often.

i firmly believe there's different accents across the different sectors, just as there's different accents across the planet. its too big to not. similar to how there's all sorts of different accents cross our own world. midgar is vaguely based off of new york, so it's not all that unoriginal to think about accents. it could very from sector to sector.

now for actual headcaonon stuff---

does reno have an accent? yes! but he's learned to drop it at will to have this more blandish accentless sound. it only comes out when he's not working at hiding it. so, when he's really pissed off, or really drunk, or just outright vulnerable, or arguing with his mother, it'll slip out.

but here's where i get a little off the rails with the details, as i mostly apply real world nationalities and not the fantasy part. i don't just leave it at having an accent. i made reno whole ass bilingual. since i linked him to being irish, i chose his secondary language to be gaelic. it ought to be irish gaelic specifically but i think google translate uses scottish gaelic, i'm honestly not sure. i do not speak the language, but i do a lot of reseaech on it, as i find the language interesting and fun. along with wanting to learn more about my minimal irish heritage.

this is purely for my own entertainment, and like, one person that had the same idea and have our characters talk to each other in gaelic. i don't mention it at all otherwise.

it could really be any language tbh, it could even be latin. but either way, i imagine it--- whatever language that could have been--- kind of being a dying language that gets lost as the city grows. maybe some upper city kids learn it as an extra curriculum credits for school, or for college, or older people that recall times before midgar when it was more common. or they remember their own parents speaking to them in "the old language".

if i were to actually add this headcanon for real, i'd put more thought into it in the context of the world of 7. i haven't really sat down and mapped it out. though i do know that his mother's side are all rich business people. they're like, part of the 1% that isn't shinra. while his father's side are sailors or seamen.

now, for my finial thoughts on it... reno would know a second language, but not because he feels connected to it or his heritage. he wanted to learn it as a kid so he and his mom had their own little secret way to communicate that most didn't know or understand. it holds a special place in his heart. he thinks of midgar, and the slums, as his home and hasn't completely forgotten it. no matter how much he's changed through growing up.

#; ( ooc ) #; ( headcanon ) #i see some people posting about it and figured i'd add my bland ass version #this also got way longer than intended lmao

[justalilboyo2]

Behind closed doors - (doug remer x reader) 1/?

You meet your favorite sports player, Doug Remer, but it seems that you might've felt more than idolatry for him.

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You never really thought much of sports. Despite countless attempts from your brother and his friends, none of them really piqued your interest. Not until you saw Doug Remer. Ever since that day, Baseketball was all you could think about. You didn't know whether it was because of him being a good player, or if there was something more you felt for him. You shook those thoughts out of your head before you left for your first live Baseketball game.

 You chose front row tickets, trying to see Remer as close as possible. The way he played every game made him feel… different to you. The way he always psyched out every opponent without breaking a sweat impressed you. The way he never missed a throw. The way he… You were pulled out of your thoughts by loud cheering as coop cooper got a homerun. You jumped up, throwing your hands in the air. Coop was your brother’s best friend. You grew up together. He was like a brother to you. You yelled out into the crowd, “Fuck yeah!! Go coop!” He smiled back at you, pumping his fist as you cheered him on. 

As you were looking at him, you noticed Remer out of the corner of your eye. You noticed him looking at you while talking to Squeak.  Squeak seemed to say your name to him, smiling and waving as Remer followed. You wave back, looking confused, but still smiling. I wonder what he said about me; you thought to yourself. You tried not to get too worked up over it, knowing it probably wasn't anything to be worried about. You stopped waving when they did, looking back at Coop as the game resumed.

At the end of the game, you walked onto the field, running towards Coop once you saw him. You finally reached him, him pulling you into a hug. “You came!” he yelled, releasing you from his arms. “I wouldn’t miss the denslow cup, Coop!” you said, grabbing onto his shoulders. He laughed as he called squeak and Remer over. You began to get nervous as Remer got closer to you. “Hey guys! She came!” coop said to them. Squeak nodded. “I noticed, how's it goin’?” “pretty good, how about you guys?” Remer laughed,”Pretty good, clearly! We won the denslow cup, so it's kinda hard to not be doing good. I'm Remer, by the way.” He held out his hand to you. You thought for a second before shaking it. “I’m y/n. Nice to finally meet you. Coop talks a lot about you.” You smiled as you looked at Coop, who rolled his eyes at you. 

Remer smiled at him as he let go of your hand. “Does he now?” coop punched remer’s shoulder. “Anyways, we were gonna go out to eat together. You wanna join?” Squeak asked you, ignoring the bickering coming from Coop and Remer. “You sure? I don't want to bother you guys.” Remer redirected his attention to you. “You won't bother us at all! I always like meeting Coop’s friends, or girlfriends, in this context.” You looked at him, shocked. “Ew! No way dude. She's like my little sister. Thats fucked up.” Coop yelled, as you laughed at the assumption. “ My bad, I shouldn't have assumed.” You put your hand on his shoulder to reassure him. “It's fine, Remer. Let's go, it's getting late” Coop said, walking towards the exit.

You all arrived at the restaurant, coop taking responsibility for finding the table. When you all sat down, Remer sat next to you, Squeak across from him, and coop across from you. Your heart was beating really fast sitting next to him, his right leg touching your left. You caught yourself staring at him, turning to look at coop instead, trying not to make it obvious that you're attracted to him. As the waitress approached your table, you felt his hand on your thigh. You shot your head around to look back at him. He turned to look back at you, realizing where his hand landed.  “Oh shit, sorry! Were just so cramped I didn't mean to-” you cut him off, putting your hand onto his, keeping it in place. He looked down at your hands, slowly looking back up, making sure you were fine with it. You nodded and he decided to not move his hand. 

You all took your orders, no one questioning remer’s nervous tone and face. You found it kinda cute, seeing him so nervous about something so small. “You ok, Remer?’ squeak finally asked. “Oh yeah, I'm fine. It's just kinda nerve racking being in public, you know?” He looked at you, making sure he didn't hurt your feelings. You smiled at him, squeezing his hand. Squeak didn't think anything of it, returning to his conversation with coop. Remer smiled at you, slightly rubbing at your thigh. You scooted a bit closer to him, to the point of your shoulders meeting. As the food came, he let go of your thigh, reaching to pick up a pen and one of the many napkins on the table. “Hey guys, I need to use the bathroom. I'll be back in a minute, K?” He gets up and you see a note where he was sitting.

 Meet me in the bathroom.

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its kinda rushed and a bit short but wtv i hope u enjoyed it!!

#matt stone #baseketball #doug remer #coop cooper #joe cooper #squeak scolari #doug remer x reader

[jezmmart]

Chamomile Comic Trivia #28

#146 - Really

This story arc was vaguely inspired by my job experience. I am A manager but not THE manager at my reluctant retail day job, but there's always something stupid happening and I've had to run the place for anywhere between a week to a month or two so many times over the years, so I had a few experiences to draw jokes out of.

#147 - My

Having said that, I feel no ownership or pride of authority, so this one is just fun with characters. In my head, the place that the customer goes to for buying something is just "the till" so I remember it took me a while to come up with, of all things, the words "service counter" - something for Layla to refer to that area by that didn't sound completely unnatural in dialogue.

#148 - Follow

Now this one IS very much based on my own experience going to management meetings and training days. Fleeting moments of inspiration in how to improve things and community with fellow management - followed by immediately getting slammed back down to earth by how hard the ideas would be to implement due to constantly stingy hours and how it's all just about making money in the end.

I remember once pointing out a hypocrisy in a company process during a training meeting. The trainer conceded to my point making sense then came to the conclusion of... "do it like we said anyway". Cool.

The fact that Layla is making notes and paying attention while veteran managers to her left and right doze off was also true to my experience, lmao.

#149 - Help

Very important lore drop here - the addition of the cute little staff only spiral staircase upstairs in the corner of the shop, which was a memorably fun thing to decide "I really want this in Cammie's shop, I'm always fascinated by them when I see them in a shop and ever since I was little always very upset I can't go up and down them" and then realise "right now I have to figure out how to draw that!!". I've checked the blurry backgrounds for the two comics where this corner of the shop was visible before and there wasn't any sign of it, so this is a very light retcon (those blurry backgrounds were very vague anyway though). A rare case of it being more sensible to draw the background in full since it was getting used for all 4 panels, so enjoy some uncensored spiral staircase:

I remember coming up with this joke when a Uni friend was visiting and we were just sort of riffing off each other with work related jokes or something, so this comic takes me back to fond memories of said visit generally!

If you look carefully you can see Layla has already performed her management teleportation spell in panel 3, behind the thief's open jacket.

#150 - Stop

The big 150! Well, it feels like a special number at this stage (250 also feels special, and then after that the 50s don't so much anymore for whatever reason). Either way I decided to do a quadruple lengther!

I haven't always followed this rule but I decided at this time at least, for extra-length comics, I still wanted each "page" to at least vaguely stand-up as a standalone comic too. In that context, the main purpose of going extra length is to keep the pace on a scene which I don't want dragging out across a whole month.

The spot Cammie runs by in this panel is the same one from comic #56, Cammie's footprints permanently a part of this street's history now. I know for sure these two extras in the foreground will show up in a few future comics when I couldn't be bothered to design new ones too.

The "helping the old ladies across the street" part of this chase is one of my favourite comedy scenes I've come up with over the years, I don't remember at all where it came from, I just enjoy it as a reader now, haha! I'm particularly proud his look back and Cammie's responding glare.

On the flipside I wish I could have come up with something a bit more meaningful than just "there is a dead end" to finish the chase but it's not really super important, the seagull joke is the point.

And now for something that hasn't come up in a Trivia post before - significant unused content!

For a short time I was thinking about following the above with a new arc dealing with an actual fallout from the shoplifting incident, with two comics scripted out. It's been years and I've never used or repurposed these so I think it's safe to share them. I reserve the right to still use a variance of these one day if it really feels right for another story though, not everyone reads these trivia posts, haha!

I'll let the scripts speak for themselves first.

Unused #151:

Unused #152:

From here the idea was that Bri and Cammie would have had a falling out for a little while (maybe a couple months worth of comics I was thinking) due to Bri, her dearest and most understanding friend, outright calling her stupid in the heat of her deep concern, sort of an expansion of the little moment where Vi genuinely hurt Cammie's feelings by referring to her "rampant idiocy" back in #59 / #62.

But as the deadline to begin work on the #151 approched I just wasn't coming up with anything I liked to follow that thread through, so in the end it didn't happen and we got... *flips page* a comic about Cammie putting a bucket on her head instead! Good stuff.

I still think canonically, Bri wouldn't have approved of Cammie's chase, but in this case she kept her frustrations to herself!

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#jezmm #chamomile comic trivia #art insight

[doctorbrown]

BTTF Year-End Tag Game!

This year:

How many times would you guess you watched the first back to the future movie?

At least fifteen times through, easy. Probably more than that.

Did you get any sweet bttf merch? If so, what?

I sure did! I got my really neat BTTF backpack, a Hot Wheels miniature of the DeLorean, a couple prints from CC including a metal print of the DeLorean about to time travel, and probably another thing or two I can't think of off the top of my head.

How many cans of Pepsi Free did you chug this year?

Not one. I don't really drink soda. If I do, it's probably root beer or ginger ale.

What was a favourite bttf fanfic you read this year?

Oh god, one I absolutely LOVED was Time Is A Flat Circle. I really liked the darker tone of this fic, the villainous version of Doc presented here (because he would be a terrifying villain, lbr), and all the foreshadowing done in this fic as you get closer to the end that maybe you'll miss the first time and then you'll see it all come together later—wow, fantastic. Big fan of being unable to change the present/future via the past because everything's set to play out that way.

A favourite bttf fanart you saw this year? (please give us a link, not a screencap/repost!)

Ah hmmmmm. I don't go searching for fanart on here as much as I should, tbh. I did actually catch a couple of the Doctober artworks going around and a lot of those were incredible. I'll have to get back to you on this one.

Did you create any bttf fanart or fanfic? If you did, what one(s) are you proudest of?

I'm working on a doodle of Doc atm for fun, we'll see if I ever do anything with it. But fanfics, yeah, I guess you could sort of say I did! I participated in the Doctober '23 event, and actually completed all 31 days. I'm very hard on myself so I don't know if I'd give one I'm proudest of, but I definitely got much more comfortable with my writing as the days went on.

How many times were you late for school this year?

I have long since graduated haha.

Did you watch any other movies/tv shows with BTTF actors in them?

A few (I'm not a huge film person actually), and I think they were mostly Chris Lloyd's things hmmm—Who Framed Roger Rabbit, Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai Across the Eighth Dimension, Star Trek III: Search for Spock, I Am Not A Serial Killer, Doc Brown Saves the World (it counts, I guess), Million Ways to Die in the West, there were probably others I'm sure but off the top of my head, these are the ones I remember.

Was there a memorable moment you heard a Huey Lewis song this year?

A memorable moment? Hmmmm I'm not sure. I listened to enough Huey Lewis this year but I can't think of something particularly memorable about doing so.

How many times did you fall down this year?

A couple, probably. Can't say I kept count.

Did you get to see BTTF: The Musical? What was your experience like!

I sure did! I've seen it twice now and I'd see it a third time in a heartbeat. It was an amazing experience, I went in completely blind, didn't know anything about the production, the soundtrack, nothing. When it came to Broadway, my first time seeing it was in the pre-showing (or whatever they're called); like it wasn't technically open yet but wow, I was FLOORED. I came out immediately getting the soundtrack and listening to that damn thing on repeat for weeks.

How many times did your mom retell the story of how she and your father met?

I think she's only told it to me once. Twice, perhaps, for different context. But theirs is not a happy story so it's not exactly something that gets spoken about often.

If you could describe your year in a BTTF quote, which one would it be?

My year in a BTTF quote? Uhhhhh. "Yeah, I saw it on a rerun." OR "Yeah, well uh, let's keep this brain melting stuff to ourselves, okay?"

⚡️LIGHTNING ROUND⚡️

Did you get to: go on any trains, skate on a skateboard, ride a horse, drive a DeLorean, run in the rain, go to a dance, hang up a clock (maybe on this one because I may have knocked one down, can't remember), play the guitar, pull an all-nighter, read science fiction, or drive thru Burger King this year?

Your future is whatever you make it! So what are you going to make of this coming year?

Oh fuck if I know—this may be the year I quit the job that I hate that doesn't pay me what I deserve for my qualifications and figure out what I actually enjoy doing. I'll work on my confidence re: the content I put out, namely being proud of the things I create, whatever they are.

tagged by: @cheriboms (thank you! not only for the tag, but for all the support and kind things you've said about anything I've posted) tagging: i'm not sure who to tag for this but if you see it and you like it, steal it!

#&; all my computations must conform 「 d. games 」 #&; there's something about that one 「 ooc 」 #this was a fun game!

[hamsternamedmarinette]

Hi! Just wanted to say I think you are very valid for your desperada luka post, and send you good vibes in case you are stressing about it (I feel like internet things can be very stressful when miscommunications happen!!)

I honestly did not read it as a Luka hate post at all, and I think people on tumblr dot com just like to really read into things. Sometimes that can make for great analysis and content but sometimes it’s not that deep ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Anyways just wanted to say you’re fine and I hope no one else bothers you about it!

Thanks 😅 to be honest I do feel bad since I'm never sure where the line is drawn in responding to a misunderstanding in a funny or nonchalant way vs. a mean way. And I kinda feel like I leaned toward the mean side when responding. But all I know is that I don't want to respond to miscommunications in a doormat way because I'm trying to change that about myself, and I also don't want unnecessary stuff taking up space in my brain (ironic considering how I was feeling when I made that post in the first place) so I'm just gonna leave all this where it is.

But yeah about the actual post/context behind it: I reread it today and I.... literally cannot tell how it comes across..... Like it doesn't immediately come across as Luka hate to me but I can sort of see that if I squint, but it also doesn't come across as a funny normal post, and i don't think it immediately comes across as a vent post in disguise from an outside perspective. It's just... a weird post. if you don't have context. A weird, not quite funny, not quite anything that makes sense post. Sorry to put it on all of your dashes 😂

But what I REEALLY don't want is for people to be mean or passive aggressive to the person who misunderstood it because the whole reason I've been feeling like crap thinking about this specific thing in my life is that everyone around me thinks this one thing is fine and cool, and I feel like I'm the only one who doesn't even though the thing in question is notorious for Not being fine and cool, and whenever I bring up the fact that I didn't think it was fine and cool, I get treated like an outsider 😂 so yeah I don't want this person to feel like an outsider on my post

I should probably go edit my response to them then.

This is much too long and rambly of a response lol sorry, it's past my bedtime. Thanks for the ask. I am gladly receiving your good vibes 👍🌟

[thesinglesjukebox]

MANDY, INDIANA - "PINKING SHEARS"

Ian brings us some British-French post-punk with no Indiana involvement...

[7.40]

Ian Mathers: I don't remember what the song was, but I still remember the feeling the first time I encountered music that didn't immediately make sense to me. This isn't quite the same thing as music I find disappointing or lacklustre at first but grow to love -- a category that contains an awful lot of my favourite music, and is an endlessly renewable resource. But up until that point everything I had run into was something I immediately either liked or disliked (yr boy was a big fan of "Never Gonna Give You Up" when it was originally a hit, if that helps date me), and to hear something that was somehow neither was profoundly disturbing. As I got older and more into music, finding something that truly doesn't make sense at first has become rarer and rarer. More things get adopted into your repertoire, you have more context, and often you realize that stuff that bent your brain in your own history had plenty of antecedents that make them less singular. And that feeling... that little shock of non-recognition when you're used to recognizing so much, that little moment of "why or how did someone come up with this?" that sparks across your brain... it's like hearing about a new country when you thought you knew all of them. It's a reminder that life never settles into a comfortable box. None of the elements that Mandy, Indiana use to make their music are particularly confusing to me (hell, I even took French all through high school). But the first time I played i've seen a way, I had that feeling. These didn't feel like songs. They had elements of songs. Some like "Pinking Shears" even had choruses, relatable sentiments (who isn't tired?). They had sounds and structures I was broadly familiar with. But something about the way each track, and the album as a whole, was put together made me feel like my brain was degaussed. I spent maybe my first four listens in a rapturous quasi-panic, for the first time in years not being able to respond to a piece of music in the ways I was used to responding. I'm sure when that happens to anyone, it's not 100% inherent to the music itself. There may have been other bands who could have done this to me if the phase of the moon or my choice of lunch that day had been just right. But it felt rare and precious when I got that experience from Mandy, Indiana. And then, a second miracle: as I kept listening, "Pinking Shears" and the rest of i've seen a way resolved in my ears into just songs, the way these things always do (since it's hard to repeatedly experience the shock of the new from the same thing). And it turned out those songs were really really great. [10]

Vikram Joseph: This is so strange and addictive - a righteous French diatribe about racist border policies over a rhythmic racket and stomach-churning synths that sound like a cow in distress. From Brooklyn Vegan's English translation: "Those we bombard are told to fuck off / and then we elect bankers / and posh assholes and rentiers / and we are surprised to get fucked." I mean, yeah. Imagine how fatigué we are. Imagine how fatigué we are of it. [8]

Tim de Reuse: What's it take to go industrial in an age of digital purity? Chase the feeling of a grimy, misanthropic without actually getting any dirt under your fingernails. Meticulously ugly, to distract you from how it's actually neat and tidy. Check out the perfect knife's edge of that snare drum; check out the huge, reflective metallic object that passes for a bassline; check out the clean, papery reverb. I'd criticize it for being inauthentic if it wasn't so much more fun than the things it's ripping off. [8]

Joshua Minsoo Kim: Nestling its way into a sound between Filth-era Swans and the EBM of the same decade (Severed Heads, Front 242, Nitzer Ebb), "Pinking Shears" aims for a raw, cavernous sound that's more hollow than all-consuming. The playful French vocals provide an amusing contrast to all the whirring, but that's sort of it. Big synth bass, big crunch, big yawn. [5]

Micha Cavaseno: Vaguely answering a question nobody asked, which is "What if Liars were signed to Amphetamine Reptile or Skin Graft?". It's got one point, and it delivers it in perhaps the most cast-off gag and splutter of a way, before hurrying along with its day and avoiding trying to remember what color and texture of its release it was, but never quite getting rid of the taste for the next couple days. Love the clutter of the percussion sounding like a rude joke at a dance's expense, pushed aside by a belch of bullying rock. How rude. [7]

Taylor Alatorre: I always sorta felt that the world needed a Kidz Bop version of Einstürzende Neubauten. [7]

Hannah Jocelyn: I'm sorry, that percussion riff sounds like "Crack a Bottle," the vocals sound like The Google Translate Song, I can't take this seriously. That said, [6]

Oliver Maier: This is my "just say you hate fun". [8]

Jacob Sujin Kuppermann: Genuinely a bad and unpleasant time in the way that most latter-generation "post punk" can only feint at. Feels much longer than 2.5 minutes, but not tediously so -- each moment of this drags you down into itself, each metallic hi-hat snap and guitar scratch a barb into exposed skin. [8]

Nortey Dowuona: Simon Catling's humming bassline shows up halfway through the song over Isaac Jones' drums, with jagged shards of guitar by Scott Fair slunk in at each interval at the end of Valentina Caulfield's chorus, punctuating them with a phlegmy shriek. Caulfield's vocals at first feel like a representation of politesse but gain an edge of menace over the crashing of the percussion. The bass presses the guitar into the margins allowing Caulfield to fill up the middle of the mix, repeating the refrain. [6]

Michael Hong: I like when that beefy fart of a bassline arrives, a really nice rejoinder for the rattling voices in your head. [6]

Brad Shoup: I love when post-punkers stomp, when they strip it down to a megalithic groove. All kinds of stuff on the ground can stick to it. The first half feels like a (bear with me) minimal, metallic go-go take on Cop Shoot Cop's "$10 Bill". To reach the more trad second half, they catapult in some streaks of noise. (This transitional part, and I take far more pleasure in hearing than saying this, sounds like "Come With Me" from the 1998 Godzilla soundtrack.) But that recedes, and Valentine Caulfield reveals the song's final form: protest rap. A [7] for the journey. [7]

Wayne Weizhen Zhang: You don't need to be francophone in order to understand Mandy, Indiana's vitriol and rage. But the lyrics are worth dissecting: "Nothing makes me want to continue in the filth of our society/I don't have have any desire to wake up when we let humans die in the Mediterranean." This is a tirade about how we treat refugees, and the existential exhaustion that comes from living in a world where this feels normal. [7]

Katherine St Asaph: For months I assumed based on the name that Mandy, Indiana was an emo band. If I had known they would instead be spoken-word French over a harsh but oddly unchaotic post-punk dervish, I might have listened to the album earlier than Q4. Assumptions foil me again! [9]

Aaron Bergstrom: I did not expect the revolution to be this much fun. Embrace the chaos. Build a new world from the ashes of the old. Dance on the barricades. [9]

Claire Biddles: My face is just gasping_pikachu.jpeg the whole way through this -- yes!!! [9]

Michelle Myers: Mandy, Indiana's music makes me feel like I'm wearing a perfectly worn-in leather jacket and red lipstick that never smears, waiting in line to get into a club that I already know I'm not cool enough to get into. [6]

Kat Stevens: I'm glad there'll always be people making music that sitcom teenagers can slam their bedroom doors and stick on at high volume, to the despair of their parents. "Where did we go wrong, Adam?" "I don't know Helen, our sweet girl... it's like I don't even know her anymore. Were we too indulgent? Too strict?" "Well Adam, in retrospect maybe constantly playing The Downward Spiral to get her off to sleep while she was a baby wasn't the best idea." [7]

Alfred Soto: To play loudly and indiscriminately when holiday twaddle begins to choke you. [7]

Anna Katrina Lockwood: I am so tired, yet I cannot sleep. [8]

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[yeetlegay]

so i have some silly questions. ive seen you and a lot of other kp accounts talk about skam. where do i start? which is the og skam? do i start with that? are all the skams the same but in different languages? should i watch all of them or some or only one? is it ongoing or done or unfinished? where do i watch it? also what is the show about and what are its major tws?

Definitely not silly questions, but holy shit they're big ones 😂 I'll try to be as succinct as I can, with the caveat that I haven't watched all of them in their entirety and the remakes are very much NOT interchangeable despite being adaptations of the same show.

So to break it down—

What is SKAM about?: SKAM was a Norwegian show that aired from 2015-17 for four seasons. The show was set in a high school and centered primarily around two friend groups (fans usually call them the girl squad and boy squad). Each season focuses on a new main character from these friend groups and is told from their point of view, with plot arcs that range from SA to mental illness to coming-of-age struggles, but they're all very grounded and relatable teen issues told with (for the most part) a lot of empathy and hope. The seasons are pretty narratively distinct rather than having major plots stretching across multiple seasons, so while you might miss some context, you don't necessarily have to watch all the seasons or watch them in order.

Now what's really cool about SKAM, and what you unfortunately miss out on somewhat by not watching it live, is the multimedia component. The show's format is something that was never really seen before and hasn't really been seen since, at least not to the same extent. While it was airing, each scene in that week's episode went live in real time throughout the week. So for example, if a scene is meant to take place on Monday at 3:20pm in the story, that scene would be posted online on Monday at 3:20pm. Scenes could drop at literally any time, day or night, and on top of that the characters had real Instagrams that they'd post on and text conversations that would be posted too, again all in real time, so not only was there something new pretty much every day for the fandom to talk about, but all those media components (clips, Instagram posts/stories, texts, etc.) were interconnected so they all fed into the plot in important ways. At the end of the week, all the scenes would be compiled into the full episode, but you wouldn't see the other media components which really add a lot to the story even if they're not 100% essential. I think a lot of the remakes have a fan-made Tumblr where all the different types of content have been collected and put in order so you can get the full experience, so I'd definitely check them out first.

As for the remakes, all of the above applies to them too. There are a total of seven remakes, each from a different country: SKAM France (France), Druck (Germany), SKAM Italia (Italy), SKAM Austin (U.S.), SKAM España (Spain), SKAM NL (Netherlands), and wtFOCK (Belgium).

Where to start: I recommend the original Norwegian SKAM. Some seasons are better than others, and if you're just in it for the gays (I pretty much was lol) then season three is what you're looking for. It's been a while since I watched the og or any of the remakes so I'm not sure where they're available now, but that info should hopefully be pretty easy to find.

Are all the SKAMs the same but in different languages?: Sort of, but also not. Most of them follow the main plots of the og seasons but they vary widely in terms of how closely they adhere to the characters, tone, themes, etc. SKAM España, for example, is SUPER different to the point that it barely resembles the original most of the time (and it's GREAT). Also some of the remakes didn't get to cover all four seasons (SKAM Austin and SKAM NL only got two seasons and I'm still in mourning), while some remakes covered all four AND seasons beyond that (SKAM France just finished its tenth season).

Should I watch all of them or some or only one?: Everyone has remakes they like more or less than others, it's just individual preference, but they're all worth checking out imo. After watching the original, I'd probably recommend SKAM France, Druck, or wtFOCK first as a taste-tester, but genuinely all of them have their strengths and their flaws. My personal favorites are SKAM France (for the cinema and acting), wtFOCK (for the music and general vibes), and SKAM NL (for the cinematography, acting, directing, basically everything).

Ongoing or finished?: Most of the remakes are finished, with the exception of SKAM Italia (which just started season 5 like two days ago actually) and mayyyybe SKAM France and Druck, which both had seasons finish airing recently.

Major TWs: This is hard because the remakes are, like I said, distinct from each other, so some TWs won't apply to all of them, and especially with the remakes that have gotten additional seasons, they have more than the original. I also haven't watched all of them from start to finish so I don't know all the things to look out for.

For the original, you'll definitely encounter drug/alcohol use and abuse, SA and SH, Islamophobia, homophobia, bullying, as well as depictions of mental illness that could be triggering. The show has its heavy moments, but it's not gratuitous about it imo and at the end of the day still manages to be uplifting despite talking about some really serious topics, which is a feat tbh. If you have questions about TWs for specific seasons or remakes I can try to go in a bit more depth. Each remake (and the original) also has a fandom wiki with episode/season summaries that give you a good idea of what to expect, so that could be useful as well if you want to watch out for anything in particular.

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I think I got everything! If you have more questions about SKAM, totally happy to help as I know it can be confusing at first to get up to speed with it all lol. And definitely hmu if you want deets about the gay seasons, which are the only ones I've consistently watched because...well, I'm gay obviously lol.

#skam #skam remakes #yeetle asks

[elliothier]

Happy 27th birthday from 2022! It's currently the 26th as I write this, because for the first time ever I actually completely forgot about Tumblr the entire day! Are you still on here? Has the habit crept back in? Have you finally escaped? We shall see! It's not like my tab has ever closed.

So time for the present day context! Or well, 'present day', I still remember! It started with waking up, mom showed up somewhere near noon, which I was awake for but we had no interaction, so I could wake up properly. The candle in the darkness stood out, and apparently represented the past -- downstairs were another 2, for the present and future. Improvised cake this time as the ingredients were too hard to get, instead it was a brownie with cherry jelly dip and caramel dip, which, yeah that was great. Present was an elite trainer box of cards, which definitely had some pretty dice. Lackluster pulls, but hey, it be like that sometimes.

It was a good day overall, still a bit tired from gran's celebration on the 23rd (and even more tired from yesterday as I write this), but that was nice as well. Met the new cousins, they're fathers of 3 and fit right in, because of course they do. Oh, and the youngest cousin is pregnant. I don't think I'll get accustomed to that any time soon; have you met the baby yet? Heck, have you seen her at all since then? We've definitely grown apart...

Heck, this was the first birthday without Astra as well, and without grandpa; very strange in hindsight, I didn't even realize until I read that the renovations were last year. Poor 25 year old me had no idea what was coming, but we got through it, and this year was a lot more relaxed! Music room is finally coming along, I've been learning Bach's Prelude I in C major the past few days, still in my room, but I'm about halfway now. I swear I'm gonna finish Guitar Quest this year as well, it's just one more chapter... Speaking of, have you gotten around to playing with the uncle yet? The anxiety block is real.

Anyway, the day itself was mostly focused around games. Entering the day across midnight was with Cursed and French, the Genshin co-op has been a lovely regular occurrence. Then in the afternoon some Casino Yahtzee with mom, which I lost, but was a lot of fun anyway. In the evening a desert dragon version of Catan with the three of us, which I won convincingly, because BOY did we have issues with grain and wool, and I was the only one with a grain import at all. And then exiting the day in Genshin again as well. (And the planning for this weekend is to play a game with K Alexander and the discord too, as well as co-op with Satan, exciting stuff!) No D&D like the last two years, but our group is still together, so that's no problem.

Oh, and how could I forget dad's pancakes! They were kind of falling apart, but that doesn't take away from the taste, it was a good choice of dinner that's for sure. If you see this early and need any inspiration, there's an option for ya! If not, I hope it was some tasty food regardless.

So anyway, I hope you have a good day and get a chance to chill, because my week this year is definitely Too Much. Should probably cancel work, again, just because my brain is dying and the day after there's another visit, for obvious reasons.

Lastly, don't forget about The Box! I definitely nearly did, I still have to do it, I really hope I didn't forget...

#timecapsule #happy birthday to me

[angelsdean]

Despite claims that Dean calls women "bitches" when they reject his advances.

Uhm??? That is not what I said?? I said he called women bitches when they did something he didn’t like? Namely their enemies. In fact when he was attracted to a woman he treated them like a true gentleman. It was their enemies he was aggressive towards. And saying the word ‘bitch’ was directed towards women 3 times is fair and all. But how many of their enemies in season 1 were women and how many were men? And did he actually ever run into a female enemy that he did not call a bitch in the earlier seasons? Idk no offense or anything it feels like you’re taking this a bit personally. The tone in your post about how much he used the word bitch was kind of coming off as confrontational. I’m looking at this as a case of bad writing rather than anti-deanism or whatever everyone thinks is going on here :(

I'm really very sorry if I misunderstood that! From the way it was worded in the previous ask: "it was because he tried to fuck anyone with boobs and the minute a woman did something he didn’t like he turned around and called them a bitch" I read that statement as suggesting "the minute a woman did something he didn't like" in relation to the flirting / trying to sleep with them. Like, woman rejects him trying to sleep with her >> he calls her a bitch. But now I can see what you meant in the context of villains / enemies. And I do agree, the three only instances from just looking at s1 were directed only towards enemies and it's something I do want to continue keeping track of as I watch.

I'm also sorry if my tone came off as confrontational, I definitely did not mean for that either. I was mostly in "academic" mode lol so it was more about "disproving" the claim that he calls women (who are not enemies, but potential interests) bitches. I really find all of this fascinating and engaging and like you said there is a lot of bad writing to look for and also just, the show being a product of its time. Unfortunately early 2000s television was rife with casual sexism and misogyny and we definitely saw that leak into the show and some of Dean's behaviors. The writers have their own biases and bigotry too which is definitely important to consider when we're doing these analyses / character "studies."

I'm not mad at you personally, anon, and do invite you to continue to share things you find too and add to this conversation. If I came across as a bit defensive or confrontational it was less about you and your individual ask and more toward the general "fanon" view a lot of people (dean 'crits' or 'antis' or whatever) have toward Dean that often is not based on actual evidence from the show or is based on one small thing that has gotten exaggerated or misinterpreted in fanon. And since I've been rewatching recently it's just so hard not to be like !!!!!!! when I see how canon things don't match up with some fanon interpretations.

I have some other asks in my inbox that may have been from you ? I'm not sure, that I also plan to answer but this was the most recent and I just wanted to clear things up and apologize<3

#tone is hard to convey thru text sometimes i'm rly rly sorry if you felt like i was attacking you #i was just in my 'this is a thesis to prove or disprove' headspace #replies