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iggy5055 · 1 year

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Platonic Yandere! Batfam X Poor Reader Part 10 (Final)

Summary: (Y/N) wakes up in a new scary place with a man she has never met, As the man does what he pleases to her she finds herself wishing she was with her original kidnapers.

Let you dirty minds run free even if its platonic, because I do the same damn thing, there is no shame on this page all are welcome, loved and excepted.

I don’t add anything like weight or hair length/texture, skin color or anything like that so all feel included, I try to make my work as inclusive as possible, if I missed something please contact me if you where offended either way, If I do offend you I am so sorry none of this was meant to be offensive.

TW: This is platonic but that doesn’t mean it’s not suggestive, kidnapping, manipulation, fear, drugging, humiliation. y’all best get ready,

“ = talking

‘ = thinking

Previous parts:

p1 p2 p3 p4 p5 p6 p7 p8 p9

WARNING RAPE,

MINORS. YOU. SHALL. NOT. PASS!!!!

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When I woke up, it was dark. Dark and cold and I was terrified.

I couldn't move and I felt like I was in an ice box.

As I shiver I take a moment to go over my body.

First things first, does anything hurt. yes- yes something hurts.

I could tell I was lying down. It felt like a cold metal table, but that wasn't the worst part. I was butt ass naked, most likely why the cold was so much worse. This late realization only seemed to make me colder however. I was also tied down. I could feel the unwelcome but familiar sensation of shakes on my legs.

Both of my ankles were chained down along with my wrists, which was what seemed to be hurting so much alone with my shoulder and hip joints from being pulled to the max.

The table must have been pretty big, my arms were right above my head while my legs were chained but they were spread apart. I assume my body was in a Y shape.

As I shift my head back and forth I could feel a blindfold on my eyes tied uncomfortably tight around my head with a knot that made it hard to lay my head back.

The blind world was itchy and kind of wet, probably damp from my tears.

I tug a bit at my limbs. seeing of the chains would give me any wiggle room. They didn't.

My arms and legs were stretched to the max and my wrists and ankles being pulled hard by the chains so hard I thought they might break.

I let out a loud heart breaking sob.

‘Oh god, where the hell am I? Who took me? Will they kill me?’

As my mind raced with questions like a whirlwind and my lips shaking with sobs and whimpers I didn't hear anyone approach me until I heard their menacing voice.

“Oh~, it my little girl Scared?”

I freeze. I force my body to stop shaking, not making a move in fear of dying right where a lay.

The cold are seemed twice as rigged now. I knew the stand man was close. Standing right above my head.

The man laughed at me. It was deep, powerful, most likely from a powerful man.

“Come now, little girl~ no need to be scared.”

I could feel his knuckles caress my cheek.

I yelp and whimper a bit, being blind and naked at the mercy of a man I don't know, this is more scary than when Damian took me from their back apartment. At least them I was clothed in a warm bed, safe and knew what was going on almost from the beginning.

At lest when Damian took me, he did it as himself. Not hiding from me, not unknown to me. He made sure that I understood what was happening from the get go, mostly.

“L-le-t m-e g-go.”

My shudder was worse than before, both from the far and the intense cold nipping at my body.

My shudder made me cringe a little on the inside, I wanted to sound demanding and strong like a wolf hunting its pray, inside I was the merger rabbit begging for its life as the wolf stands above me, holding all the power I prayed I had.

“Oh sweet angel~.”

His voice was mock kindness, it made my stomach want to empty itself.

“Its ok~.”

He leaned down, I could hear the quiet ‘pat’ of his hands as he places them on either side of my head.

“Do what I say, Little girl~ and all will be fine.”

“P-plea-ase.”

I could do nothing but beg, plead with the strange man that he would let me go.

His hand moves down to my neck, he was so warm. It felt so welcoming, but I knew he had nothing but bad intentions. If he didn't I wouldn't be naked and chained, know would I?

He had moved further down, till he was caressing right underneath my collarbone.

I could feel my nipples harden, and with the cold and my stress it felt almost painful, the contrast of temperatures only causing me more pain.

He could clearly see my body reaction and chuckled deeply at me.

“Oh~ look at you.~”

His hands move even further down. Up until this point I couldn't find it in myself to move but as his hand I halfway from the top of my breast to my pard perky nipple I twisted viciously as hard as the chains could allow, which to be fair wasn't a lot. I imagine it looked like I was shaking and jerking around but I couldn't turn enough to stop his unwelcome advances.

He chuckles again, I could practically hear the sickening wolfish smirk on his face, I could only imagine how his eyes looked at my breasts and my exposed pussy.

Although he didn't seem too pleased with my harsh squirming, even though it didn't prevent his unwanted touches, apparently he wanted me still. So to ensure my stillness he pinched my nipple as hard as he could.

I scream, the cold and the painful grip of both a foreign sensation and a foreign man hurt more than I had ever been hurt before.

Whenever I got hurt with the Wayne family it was always on accident. Aside for needles which (even though I was terrified of them) didn't hurt all that much.

I had never had my nipple touched before either, so the cold the fear and the lack of experience in this kind of touch the pain felt even more intense.

I arch my back as far as my joints would allow, anything to try to prevent the harsh pinching.

As a keep crying out begging incoherently for the stranger to stop.

After what feels like an eternity he losses his torturing hold on my all to sensitive nipple. He didn't completely let go, instead, gently rubbing tight circles on my hard know, no doutably know bright painfully red, nipple.

“Shhhhh, Little girl.~ No need to be so scared.”

He presses down on the middle of my hardened nipple.

I yelp out and bit my lip hard enough to make it bleed. It hurt, like someone lit a match and help it to my nipple.

He leans down even further, his lips pressed into my ear.

“Do everything I say and nothing will happen to you, understand?”

I whimper as he presses once more.

“Pl-ease”

My voice was so sad and low, I sounded pathetic, but I couldn't do anything else.

He bit my ear, not harshly but it definitely felt like a warning.

‘Someone, please, save me.’

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A glass vase fly's at the wall in the Wayne manor lobby smashing upon the contact of the stone wall.

The Wayne family had made their way back home for the winter gala after Damian had waited for (Y/N) for ten minutes and found his brothers and father to look for her.

When they could find no trace of her they all rushed home to search for her on the security cameras.

Tim was already in the bat cave as the others stood enraged in the lobby not knowing what to do.

Jason was seething, Damian fuming, Dick stressed and Bruce’s face was so stone cold he looked like a dead man.

“Jason breaking a vase won't fix anything.”

Damian was trying to hold it in but he felt guilty for letter his beloved go.

“SHUT IT DAMIAN! YOUR THE ONE WHO LOST HER, YOU HAVE NO SAY!!!”

Damian looks down, he is ashamed but he couldn't convince himself that she ran away. Her eyes didn't hold anything but honesty and stress from being around all those snobby high ends. He knew she wouldn't have done this.

Everyone was thinking that same but the anger of not having their poor, sweat, naïve little angel safe in their arms was too much.

They wanted her to become completely dependent on them but at the same time they became so needy for her as well.

They wanted to hold her, hug her, get her in a warm bath with a warm meal and put her to sleep in a warm safe bed. But instead they where here, alone and without the women they all loved so much.

Finally Dick said what they where all thinking.

“We need to find whoever took her as soon as possible, who knows what they're doing to her.”

This made Bruces head shoot up. His face more angry than they had ever seen it. He storms through the manor to the incredibly lardge library, all the boys follow him. As he storms down the carved stone steps behind the grandfather clock into the depts of the cave under the manor.

The boys follow their father in his rage as he approaches Tim sitting in the chair to the large computer in the cave. Security footage from the gala all on the screen.

“Have you found anything.”

His voice was deeper than usual, clearly holding a hidden anger.

“I found the right time know we just need to wait till she comes out.’

Tim sighs, rubbing his forehead and closing his eyes.

“There are not windows or secret point of entry or exit so she will have to come out this someone or she got taken en route to the bar.”

Jason could be heard grumbling as he walks away.

“where are you going?”

Dick growled at Jason as he try's to leave.

“When we have to go rescue our girl from whoever took her I want to be suited and ready to shoot him after I beat him dumb.”

As Jason continues to walk away Damian follows him. Dick looks at Bruce and Bruce nods without having to look at him. Dick hurrays off with his brothers.

Tim’s eyes seemed a little red, the stress of losing (Y/N) and the brightness of the screen to ensure he didn't miss anything did nothing to help his poor incredibly strained eyes.

Bruce stared at the ground.

“Tim.”

“I know, The longer I can't find her the longer she could be getting hurt. Just three minutes of video if filmed between when she could have been taken after she left the washroom’

Bruce nodded mutely.

Jason and the other boys walked back over to the computer.

All suited up and looking even more ready to kill a man.

“We need to get things ready.”

Tim said as he continues to stare religiously at the security footage.

“Ready for what?”

Damians voice was anger and impassion, clearly wanting his beloved back.

“When we get her back we will need to have a bed food and drinks she likes ready for her, She will be scared and will need things she enjoys so she feels safest. I’ll stay and get things ready while talking to you on comms.”

Bruce nods at the idea.

“First thing first, we need to find her.”

Dick was losing his patience by the second.

Tim growls at him.

“I am doing my best I can't fast forward anything I might miss something!”

At this point he was yelling. they were all angry and with time passing not having (Y/N) with them it only seemed to be getting worse.

After Dick and Tim yell at each other for a minute, Tim never taking his eyes off of the the huge monitor. Final Bruce chimes in.

“ENOUGH, BICKERING IS NOT GOING TO HELP US FIND (Y?N)! We need to be calm and patient.”

Everyone goes silent as the all nod in agreement. Bruce walks away.

Everyone is silent, the glow of the monitor the only thing lighting the dark cave.

Bruce came back seconds later in his own suit.

They stand their in silence, thinking of all the ways they could hurt whoever took her.

“GOT IT!!!”

Everyones head shoot up.

Tim turns to the all, a face of both relief and worry.

“Leo Hudson, also known as The Butcher. A new crime lord of the west side. know for taking and raping women, then killing them by cutting them into pieces, their body parts always in the same old warehouse.”

Everyones face turns even harder, not even wanting to think what was happening to their poor little angel.

And just like that, they were gone without a word.

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Cold tears were falling down my face, it felt like they were freezing as they slid down my face.

The strangers hands wondered all over my body, groping and touching wherever he pleased.

I cried and whimpered, for a while I begged him to stop telling him I would do anything but this. I even went so far as to say that I was apart of the Wayne family and they would pay to have me back.

Obviously they would, I couldn't leave on my own without them all going crazy but me being kidnapped, I can already picture the look in their eyes. Crazy and deranged. But right know, I want him to be dead. Killed in the most gruesome way possible.

After a while he must have gotten tired of my cry and begs so he gagged me with when felt like and old rag and put ductal overtop to make sure I couldn't spit it out.

Now everything was muffled and somehow even more pathetic.

His hand wandered down from my nipple to my navel, his fingers swirling around my pubic hair as he whispered in my ear.

“Feels good, doesn't it.”

It wasn't a question. And yes, to be body is felt good but to my mind I felt like I was being burned with a red hot poker anywhere he touched.

I shake my head, having only my hearing, it was probably a poor idea. Every touch he made seemed ten times more sensitive than it should be, pain seemed even more so.

And I was right. Right after I did he slapped my clit as hard as he could. I screamed into the gag as loud as I could.

It hurt like crazy. Like suddenly the red hot poker was on the most sensitive area of my poor already abused body.

Right after he did he shoved his fingers into my pussy. It hurt so much.

I was dry as a bone and as tense as a stone.

But unlike me, the blindfold was soaking wet. I screamed ‘please’ into he gag over and over again. I felt so helpless and I hated it. I was more vulnerable than I had ever felt before in my life.

‘Please, please. Dad, Jason, Dick Damian, Tim. Anyone. HELP ME!!!’

In that moment I forze. I count believe when I was thinking.

For the first time. I wanted to be with them. I wanted to be with them. And I called Bruce Dad.

As the stranger kept thrusting into me with no mercy I couldn't even hate the thought. I wanted them. I wanted to read with Damian. I wanted to watch a movie with Dick as he cuddled me. I wanted to eat with Jason. I wanted to lie in bed and watch Tim was the taping of his keyboard put me to sleep.

I wanted to see Bruces smile when he would look at me.

Suddenly I realized how quiet the room was, anise from my heady breathing.

I couldn’t stop shaking. I could feel his eyes but not his breath. But I knew he was close.

After a few moments I could feel hands on my hips and the tip of his dick at my entrance.

My cry changed. Instead of begging him to stop and say please I was crying out the names of my brothers.

They are heroes, saving people is what they do.

I was hoping for a big save. The moment right before the unthinkable happens to the victim. But life isn't a fair tale.

After a few seconds of painful anticipation it happened.

He thrusted into me with so much force he rocked the table. He was too big. I was a little wet from his harsh fingering but I still wasn't wet enough from was felt like a baseball-bat in my pussy.

My screams were deafening. But despite all that he didn't stop thrusting. His hands were digging into my hips so deeply it was drawing blood. One pain after another. It was never ending.

The thrusting, the clawing and the unmistakable feeling of hot breath. It was all too much. My voice was raw again and the blindfold felt like ice from my tears. But now I didn't even have any tears to cry.

I struggled and struggled trying my hardest to get away.

The stranger chuckled at me.

“Nice try, but those chains aren't going anywhere.”

His voice was right in my ear. His hot breath making the blindfold that much colder.

But dispute his words I didn't stop. He didn't seem to like that so his thrusting became even more violent.

His dick was punching its way into my uterus. each thrust felt more and more paralyzing. Like with each thrust it was making my legs weaker and weaker.

All I could see was the blind fold but suddenly my vision seemed to spin. I felt so light headed and powerless.

I was just about to pass out when I hear what sounded like glass breaking all around us along with loud aggressive yelling. But my mind was in such a fog I couldn't figure out who's voice it was.

About a second after the glass broke I felt two things.

One: The stranger was no longer buried inside me.

Two: Warm familiar hands.

These where not the same hands that where digging into my hips, those I could feel were harshly yanked away from me. A yanking that left what felt like several long scratches on said hips.

These hands where soft and warm and placed on the sides of my head on my cheeks. They must have been standing above me by my head because their palms were by my ears.

The second the warm, comforting hand touched me I immediately stopped crying. But it wasn't because I was frozen with fear, it was because I felt... safe?

I knew who's hands these were, kind of. I knew that they belonged to one of the boys. My original captors, but even so, I felt safe. The warms hand felt safe, inviting. As if, if I wasn't tied down I would jump into their arms begging for them to never let me go. I wanted them, needed them.

I could hear fighting. Well, not so much fighting as it was beating someone to a pulp. But above the noise of fighting was a voice. It took my a second to realize, I was so focused on the hands on my face.

“I got ya baby girl.”

It was Jason.

I started to cry again, but this time it was out of pure joy, I was so happy. I knew I was safe now.

“J-jas-on?”

I had to make sure, I needed to know who was with me.

“Yeah its me, baby girl. Just relax we’ll have you home again soon.”

His thumbs were rubbing back and forth on my cheeks. Rubbing away the wet cold tears and helping my probably very red cheeks warm up a little.

In the background I could hear swearing and yelling at the man who was just inside me. Along with the sound of multiple kicks and punches along with the gasps of the stranger.

“I-’m so-o co-ld.”

Jason leaned down. His face right above mine, his warm breath fanning over my face.

“I know beautiful, just give me a second I’ll get the keys.”

He kisses m hothead a few times before he lets of of my face.

I heard him yelling.

“Damian, get me the keys!!!”

I could feels Damians eye roll as if to say ‘what do you think I'm doing?’

After a second or two I could feel Jasons hands on my face again. warm and welcoming but this time there was something could in his left hand.

“Hold still baby girl.”

I nodded.

“o-o-ok”

He let go again and moved to my hands. He unlocked both and moved down to my ankles. I pulled my hands together. Rubbing my wrists trying to get back some circulation back into my hands.

When he finished my ankles he moved to my side. I was already trying to sit up and the table wasn't overly big I was was colder then an ice cube and in more pain then I had ever been in before so I fell off the table trying to get up.

I collided with a stone floor and let out a yelp. Jason was beside me in seconds.

He pulled me into his arms. I was sitting on his lap with his arms wrapped tightly as I was pressed to a warm chest.

Jasons hands run through my hair as I try to yank of the blindfold. Jason pulls my hands away.

“Shhhhh, baby girl. Hold still, I’ll get it.”

Jasons hands move from my hands to the back of my head. He starts to untie the blindfold. He had to tug at my hair a little. The blindfolds tight knot seemed to have some of my hair tied in.

I whimper when he pulls a little too hard by the blindfold comes loose and falls to the ground.

“I know, I'm sorry. Its all over know, baby girl.”

I look up at him. He was wearing his red hood mask so I couldn't see his face but I knew we looked sad when he looked at my frigid, naked body.

I looked down at myself, my skin was discoloured, brushed and scratched all over. I started to cry again. I buried my face into the junction of Jasons neck.

I spoke into his neck but he didn't seem to hear me.

He gently moved my head back.

“What was that, baby girl?”

“Ta-ke me h-hom-e, pl-ea-ease.”

Jason cooed at me.

“Of course.’

He hugged me close and picked my up. He held me up with one hand and walked towards the others.

He moved my head to his chest when he say I was looking at the crumpled up half naked man on the ground. I only got a quick look but from what I could see he had sever broken bones and was out cold.

“Lets go.”

Jason voice was stone cold serious, he wasn't asking, that was an order.

I look up enough to see everyone else, They had all huddled around me. despite that masks on all their faces I could tell their eyes were looking me over, checking for injuries.

I could see their mouths twist up in anger as they looked at the stat of me. Damian stepped forward and took me from Jason. for the first time Jason didn't put up a fight. I thought it was because of the current situation, he knew not to fight or argue with his brother right know, but I was mistaken.

As the boys walk out of the abandoned warhorse me in Damians arms I hear three gun shots. The shots echo into the large empty space.

Tim, Dick and Jason all had their own ride while Damian and bruce all hoped into the batmobile.

As we start to dive away Damian looks me over. Bruce was glancing at me from time to time but mostly he was focusing on getting home as soon as possible.

“Where does it hurt most, beloved?”

I keep my head down and mumble my answer, too embarrassed to look him in the eye.

He didn't seem to like that, he took off his domino mask and moved his thumb and pointer finger under my chin, making my head move to look up at him.

My eyes were watering but luckily Bruce was blasting the heating system so I was warming up pretty quickly. But I was still ashamed of my current position.

“I need you to be clear (Y/N). Tell me where it hurts.”

His voice was harder than before.

My eyes stretch him, despite his harder tone I knew he was just worried.

“E-ever-yth-ing.”

Even though I was warming up my stutter wasn't getting any better.

It was true though, my wrists and ankles where clamped tight in the shackles and were sore. my hips and shoulders had been pulled on from the chains too and were not feeling like they should. It felt like I pulled a muscle. And the long exposure to the cold made my skin ache.

Damian pulls me closer.

“Don’t worry we are almost there.”

I rest my head on his shoulder and close my eyes. I felt like passing out. I tied to stay awake but this was all too much. so knowing I was safe again. I pass out.

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When I woke up I didn't remember being saved.

I shoot up scared, I was hyperventilating. My eyes wide as I scan the room. A room I knew.

I calm down a little, taking a second to look down at myself. I was all bandaged up. The boys must have given me pain medication, I felt kind of numb. I could not feel my fingers or toes but I wasn't cold. In fact, I was a little too warm.

A fire was lit and burning strong in the hearth, someone must have just added some wood.

I look over myself again. I was in one of the boys shirts. more of a dress on me though. one side fell over my shoulder, exposing it. I paid more attention to my skin this time. while I was bandaged and the cuts where clean, I was still covered in dirt sweat and grime. The sweat was new however.

I shoot out of the nice bed. I was still weak, my muscles and joints aching as I moved. The fast moment made my head spin and the pain in my body shocked me, the pain meds bust have been old, or maybe I'm just that hurt.

As I stumble to the ground I yelp. Not a second later I could hear footsteps outside the dark wood double doors.

Dick storms into the room making a quick scan of it till his eyes land on me. His eyes were heard and ready for a fight but once they landed on my crumpled room on the ground they softened.

“Baby bird!”

He rushed over to me. picking me up bridal style and siting on the bed with me in his lap.

His hadn't trailed all over my body cheating for any new injury. His eyes searching as well. once he was satisfied he look at me again. His eyes were soft, like they always were with me most of the time, but they also had a hardness in them.

“What happened, baby bird? Why are you out of bed?”

His voice was strained, he demanded an answer.

“I-I-i--”

I couldn’t get the words out, everything was happening so fast. I look around the room not knowing what else to do.

Dick moves my head to face him again gently with his hand on my cheek. he gave my forehead a kiss.

“Shhhh, baby bird. You’re ok. you’re safe. I have you.”

Dick cooed at me as he continued to hold me close.

“Why are you out of bed, baby bird?”

His voice was softer than before. His lips where right beside my ear. I could feel his warm breath. it felt good. I nuzzled closer to him. He chuckled at me stroking my hair waiting patiently for my answer.

“I-’m fi-filthy.”

I nuzzle into him more. He chuckles again.

“Oh, baby bird. You really think we care about the sheets right now?”

My cheeks heat up. I shake my head.

“B-bu-t I d-o.”

I couldn't seem to get my damn shudder under control. It made my even more embarrassed.

Dick kissed my cheek.

Suddenly all the other boys came into the room.

Jason was the first in and the first to speak.

“Whats wrong.”

I frown at him, I didn't want to cause so much trouble.

“Nothing, sh e was just world about getting the sheets dirty.”

Dick chuckles at the end, as does everyone else. My face was burning hotter than the hearth right now.

I squirmed out of Dicks arms and him under the blankets.

The all laughed loudly at me this time.

“D-don’t lau-laug-h.”

I sounded pathetic. It made them laugh at me even more but only for a second. once they calmed down I could feel Dick get up front eh bed and a hand pulling the blanket up so they could see my head.

I thought it was Dick but it was Jason.

‘Come one baby girl. Let’s get you all clean then.”

He smiled at me and I crawled out from under the blankets into his arms. As he cried me into he bathroom I snuggled close to him. The others slowly made their ways out of the room after telling me they loved me and that I was safe again and I smiled.

I knew it was true.

I was safe.

I would always be safest with them

So why would I ever want to leave.

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The End!!!!

Thank you everyone who liked and commented throughout my stories I had so much fun writing it.

For know Im going to focus on Star War (my true passion) And I hope you all stick around.

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the-lady-writes-what · 1 year

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I had a very bad and emotionally distressing day today, please enjoy some self-indulgent smut

Had a doctor's appointment today. Waited an almost an hour just to talk to the doctor for 10 minutes and she tried to berate me for complaining about waiting nearly an hour, even after I arrived 15 minutes before the scheduled time. Then, I had to wait another 20 minutes for the new prescription, even though it had been TWO HOURS since the doctor put it in to the pharmacy. I get to go in at almost 9 in the morning tomorrow for blood work because at the end of my appointment today I didn't feel like sticking around any longer than I had to.

So, yeah. People and the US health care service sucks. Now you guys get to enjoy some self-indulgent, frustration relief in the form of raunchy smut.

Shouta Aizawa/Eraserhead x Fem!Reader

Yu = Female Reader/OC I'll be writing this as third person instead of second because I don't feel like writing the latter. Reader has straight-ish hair. This fic is mostly for me. I normally don't include hair, but I REALLY need something for me. I promise most of my other stuff is much more inclusive. Let me have this, please.

Content: hair-pulling, bondage, dacryphilia, rough sex, rough blowjob, pet names "good girl", degradation, breeding kink

Yu cut the vegetables with vigor, slicing a little too close to her fingers. The slices were scrapped into the boiling pot with similar regard to the bubbling hot water that splashed on her apron. Sweat bled in her eyeballs, increasing her furor. One unrelenting onion that refused to peel was met with the blunt end of wood hammer for mashing. She succeeded in mashing the onion, peel and all, but splattered its guts all over herself and alerting Shouta, the worrisome husband. Awakened by the sound of onion-smashing followed by thuds and profanities coming out his wife's mouth, Shouta eased himself off the couch. He followed the sounds of frustrated screaming into the kitchen where Yu took out her rage on innocent vegetables. Her mashing with the hammer became less about preparing dinner, and more about unleashing whatever beast she let out of its cage.

Shouta grabbed her wrist which wielded the hammer. He spun Yu around and dragged her away from the counter. His grip was so tight that it made her let go of her weapon.

"Oi." Said Shouta sternly. "What's all this then? What did the produce ever do to you?"

Heat rushed to Yu's face. She glanced down as her cheeks and the tip of her ears burned as if scalded. Yu glanced at the mess she made and regretted everything. A tear trickled down each cheek.

"I-I'm sorry. I...just...I had a really bad day. I waited an hour for my doctor's appointment. She told me I was getting overweight and didn't understand why I was upset about being told that. People at work were terrible and rude. And I still had to wait to pick my new prescription though it had been hours since the doctor sent it in. I nearly pissed myself driving home because of fucking train." Yu took a deep breath. "And I'm just fucking mad! I just...I just need to do something. God, I either need to hit something or fuck something!"

Shouta's brow quirked upwards. With his free hand, he cupped Yu's face. He scratched her chin like a kitten. It seemed wholesomely affectionate until he shoved his thumb past her lips. Yu's eyes flew open, though tears were still streaming down her face. Shouta's rough thumb pried open her mouth. Drool began to pool at the corners of her mouth.

"You need to fuck something, you say? I can arrange that," said Shouta.

He left Yu panting for breath as he left to turn off the stove and shove ingredients to the side. Shouta turned, grabbed Yu's wrist, and dragged her across the house to the bedroom. He didn't bother shutting the door closed. Shouta tore off his clothes and Yu's before flinging her onto the bed. The mattress bounced when she landed. Shouta reached into the bedside table to retrieve a very special item, one of her favorites. A gray scarf similar to the one he wore for his hero uniform.

"Turn around," he ordered.

Yu quickly rolled unto her stomach. Instinctively, she put her hands, crossed, at the small of her back. Shouta gripped them hard to almost leave a bruise. He wrapped and tied Yu's wrists together.

"How does that feel? Can you wriggle your fingers for me?" Shouta asked.

Yu did so. Her fingers flexed and curled without issue.

"It feels good. Not too tight, not too loose," Yu answered.

"What's your safe word?"

"Indigo."

"Good girl." Shouta gave Yu's ass a spank. "Now, turn around and face me."

Shouta knelt on the bed with his legs open. Yu manuevered around on the mattress with some difficulty now that her hands were bound behind her. Nevertheless, she managed it. She looked up at Shouta with expecting, pleading eyes. Shouta stroked himself to the watery look in her eyes. He grabbed a fistful of her hair at the back of her head and forced her mouth down on his cock. Shouta hissed as his cock reached the back of Yu's throat.

"You fucking love getting your throat abused like this, huh? Throw a tantrum in the kitchen just to get some dick in you? Is that how good girls behave?" His hips retreated a little, pulling his cock midway, and then thrust back into Yu's waiting mouth. "No, I don't think so. Now, you're going to suck cock like a good girl and maybe I'll think about letting you cum. Yeah? Does that sound good?"

Yu moaned around his cock and looked up at him with doe-eyes.

"Don't talk with your mouth full, little slut. Not unless you want me to tan your hide," said Shouta.

With his fist still knotted in Yu's hair, he guided her head up and down the length of his cock. Yu gagged and drooled as she tried to take him deep into her mouth and throat. The lewd sounds she made while doing so didn't lessen Shouta's grip on her hair. Even when she was choking on his cock, there was no mercy. Yu's spittle dribbled down her chin when he finally pulled out. His cock was coated from the base to the tip with her creamy saliva. Pre-cum was already leaking out of the tip.

Shouta shoved Yu's face into the mattress then moved behind her. With quick, harsh adjustments, he moved her ass into the air. His calloused fingers reached between her legs to find her soaking wet.

"Are you still feeling good? Wiggle your fingers," demanded Shouta.

Yu wriggled her fingers. "Please..."

"Please what?" Shouta husked against her ear.

"Please let me cum. I need you so bad," Yu whimpered.

"There's a better way to ask for it. You know that, don't you?"

"Please let me cum, sir!"

"Good girl. That's how good girls get what they want. They ask nicely. They beg like good pretty little sluts instead of brats making a mess in the kitchen. I'm being nice because you had a rough day, so I'm letting you cum. But in the future..." Shouta elicited a loud moan from the woman beneath him as he filled her cunt with his cock in one thrust. "You'd better learn to manage to your frustration and ask me to help you relieve your frustrations before taking it out on the produce."

He grabbed Yu by the hips and spread her legs open further with his knees. Her face was planted into the mattress and she rested on her cheek. Through tear-streaked lashes, she watched behind her shoulder Shouta rutting into her cunt like a vicious animal. She could do nothing but take it. Her fingers curled and unfurled in the bond of the scarf. She so badly wanted to touch him, but the inability to do so made the pounding of her cunt feel more intense. She felt her cunt grip Shouta's cock like her body never wanted to let it go. Shouta snapped his hips against her ass, always filling her up to the brim. Yu couldn't help but let her eyes roll back and tears flow. Shouta knocked the wind out of her each time to the point where she couldn't scream for him, just moan and whimper helplessly.

"All out of words now? Have I fucked the brains out of you?" Shouta jeered.

Yu couldn't reply as her cunt was being laid to waste. She felt bruises forming on her hips where Shouta gripped her so hard. With every thrust she began to see stars.

"We were in such a rush, I forgot to put a condom on. I'm so close too. Where do you want it? Should I paint your ass and back with my cum or do you want me to fill you up like the good slut you are? Give that pretty pussy a cream pie?"

Yu had barely had conscious thought enough to nod her head. Only at the last suggestion.

"Oh? You want me to stuff your cunt. Do you want a baby? Is that it? You want me to fuck you stupid AND put a baby inside you?"

"Y-Yes, please!"

"Yes, please, what?"

"Yes, please, sir! I want your baby, Shouta! I want to cum and I want your baby."

Shouta did not respond this time. His efforts redoubled to fuck Yu senseless. He knew that he had to loosen his grip on Yu's hips or she really would be sporting bruises shaped like his fingerprints. He sped up his thrusts until he felt her cunt tense and squeeze around him. His thrusts began to falter. Shouta wrapped his arms around Yu's waist when he reached that ecstatic peak. His hips stuttered against Yu's body. His eyes rolled backwards from the force of the most powerful orgasm he had to date. He groaned as he emptied himself into Yu's pulsing cunt. His fingers moved to her clit and rubbed fast, infinite circles on it until he felt her coming undone around his cock, which was still buried to the hilt inside her cunt.

They stayed conjoined for what felt like hours. Shouta's arms shook with effort when he tried to keep his weight off Yu, whose arms were still bound in the scarf. Their bedroom smelled like sex. Shouta waited until they both caught their breath before peeling himself off her. Shouta untied Yu's hands and massaged her wrists. She squeezed her legs together.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"I don't want it to leak out," Yu answered.

"You really want a baby?"

"Y-Yeah. Do you?"

Shouta kissed Yu's shoulder. "If it's with you, yes."

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ravenwitch45 · 1 year

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what do you think of 2023 being disney's 100th anniversary?

Well I think it's impressive at the very least, certainly not every year that you get to a 100th anniversary of anything but as well... Disney in the early days weren't the best at respect and representation of other cultures and communities, The Native American's in Peter Pan, The Siamese Cats in Lady and the Tramp, The fact that almost every villain was queer coded till Disney just stopped having Villain characters, and as I've grown more cynical and less blind to childhood nostalgia, I've held it against them, cause for every person who looked on in wonder at there movies, there was the possibly hundreds of people looking on in horror and betrayal, at their communities, personalities and very identities being demonized and belittled, and that very frankly is impossible to ignore.

But, I will admit, they have gotten better, Mulan and Tiana, are buttkick women of color that are active roles in defeating the evil of their own movies and honestly deserve a rewatch, not to mention they get what they want at the end. Go get it girls.

On topic but getting more queer, The Owl House and Amphibia also succeed in having a diverse and powerful cast, Honorable mention to Ethan Clade from Strange World for being the first explicitly queer guy in a Disney Film. Give all of these a watch if you want a heartwrenching but powerful tale

Now I do want to make one thing clear, Many diverse Disney projects get censored and unfairly treated by higher ups, Luz and all her friends are not thanks to them and they deserve no credit. Dana Terrance and Matt Braly respectively practically had to fight tooth and nail to get there stories told. And unfortunately the Owl House had it's third season cut down to only three specials which I am STILL mad about but I digress.

People still need to fight for Inclusion, and it's unfair that they do, but it's clear things are changing, doing this kinda thing is getting more common and Disney is following because of the creatives that make these beautiful stories to include everyone, and we're getting closer to the day stories like these are everywhere for everyone to see and that's important.

I didn't even mention Turning Red, and the big hero 6 shorts being unabashed about AFAB reproductive cycles as well as queer and cultural representation and so much more stuff that strived for this stuff.

This is what Stories are for, for everyone to feel seen, and loved because they deserve it, and I hope one day everyone will see that.

I have my problems with Disney, trust me I do, they still mess up, but with what we're getting because of the creatives, and what they fight for, I think one century of Disney is proof that it can change for the better despite it's blunders, it can be a force for good and love and what's more magical then that?

#ask reply #disney 100 #mulan #princess and the frog #the owl house #amphibia #representation matters

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ikn0wtheend · 11 months

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omg I have to write to you about girls against god because holy shit you DID that!!!! I adore a western au but I love it even more when both r and ellie are allowed to be angry and violent. idk if you've played/watched red dead redemption 2 before (it feels like you have) but r and ellie are giving big Arthur and Mary vibes but sapphic and like a thousand times better. the use of David was perfect and I especially love the line "You see Father John in the men who viewed their anger as some sort of birthright, that because they were men they were justified in their anger." tbh it's something that i've been thinking about a lot lately (one of the dozens of reasons i can't date men anymore) and seeing it here was so refreshing especially in context of an amazing story.

I just have a lot of love for what you wrote!!! you made the reader of a reader insert have a lot of depth and character in 4k words which is so impressive first of all. secondly, it's always really nice to read a reader insert that gives the reader character without including preferences or appearances if that makes sense? like making her rough n tumble without saying anything about her hair, body, likes/dislikes and it feeling not weird is amazing, so proud.

tldr: i could write a goddamn dissertation on this story thank you for your service

thank you so much for reading and for sending me this message!

I have to admit that this has taken me an embarrassingly long time to write up a response because I genuinely didn't even know what to say!

I'm so glad you enjoyed 'girls against god', I didn't know how it would be received or if it seemed a bit too preach-y, so I really needed to hear this. and whether or not this was a western!au, I knew I wanted to write a reader that was unapologetic about their violence and their anger, so again thank you for loving that aspect of the reader.

I'm overjoyed that you like that particular line about Father John, I personally think it's one of my favourite things that I've written - I think we all have encountered a Father John at one point in our lives.

and I haven't actually played/watched red dead redemption 2, I have only vaguely heard about it - but it seems as though I must get on to that real quick!

finally, creating a reader insert that is inclusive as possible has always been my goal and will always be my goal. I understand the frustration someone gets when there are certain characteristics that you can't personally relate to and they end up taking you out of the story and I never want to make someone feel excluded in my writing.

thank you so much again!

georgia <3

#georgia's got mail!

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whitehairedanimeboyfriend · 2 years

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trans man here who came here to block u from a terf list and have instead discovered that transandrophobia does not mean what i thought it did and i fully support having a more active transmasc movement in tandem rather than lumped in w trans women. im close friends w trans women and know that while our experiences are similar theyre also different enough to warrant different approaches so as not to speak over one another. working together is important but also recognizing diff needs is too.

also. glad to know im not the only trans guy uncomfortable with experiences i have had being lumped into lesbian activism and having lesbians (both cis and trans) make wildly uncomfortable transphobic comments.

sorry this is long i just like to read through to make sure people arent being unfairly targeted by blocklists if i have the time and i really think you (and the arguments being made around transandrophobia) have been unfairly targeted.

I have lived, worked with, protested next to, loved, and dated trans women. I have been in situations where I have been fully supported by the trans women around me, and I go on to support them.

That being said I have also been in situations where I felt left out of the conversation.

At a local trans and dyke march, we had a group of speakers. One (1) of them was a trans man. The person who spoke after him said that "Next Year, I hope we get more speaks that are trans women" (he also spent a good part of his speech apologizing for taking up space and about how privileged he is, since he's a man, and didn't talk at all about issues specific to trans men.) All despite her being one of four trans women speaking that day, and there being only one trans man.

An ex friend (who is a trans woman) asked me about my views on abortion. I said I think anyone should get an abortion if they wanted to, and that if I got pregnant, I would definitely get an abortion. She proceeded to tell me that was a very privileged for me to say that, and that I was rubbing it in her face that I could get pregnant in the first place. That not keeping the baby is transmisogynistic. Somehow. This friend was also a well known trans activist in my community, often on the news and even got on the front cover of a couple magazines.

There's a couple other stories but those get a little dark and personal and are "too soon" if you know what I mean.

Some of the good stories? When I was homeless and in another city, there was at a shelter not inclusive of trans people. They were repeatedly misgendering me. Saying I would have to go the the emergency floor (and wait until midnight to claim the bed) or the women's floor. A trans girl came and sat with me outside while I waited to be able to claim the bed. (She was allowed on the women's floor because she passed.) After that day she got me connected to a trans emergency housing group and I ended up staying with another trans woman for several weeks.

I've got more stories like this as well, but a lot of them aren't mine to tell, and have identifying information in them. There's this idea floating around that I hate trans women... I don't. I love and support trans women, and have been loved and supported by them. I am asking the queer community at large to wake up to the idea that trans men are frequently left out of the conversation. (or are ridiculed when included.)

I see trans women the same way that I see any group of people. Made up of individuals, forming loose communities, worthy of respect and love, capable of both bad and good as either individuals or in those groups.

Apparently this is a really controversial opinion though.

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Genuine question, feel free to delete if you're sick of food talk. I've found when I feed grain my dog poops just... SO much more, more often and bigger and stinky so I moved away from grain assuming it was filler not getting digested. Have you found this happens with your girls too, or did grain not change their poop much?

So this is something I actually learned when I was in high school because, as I've talked about several times on this blog, I was raised mostly in a farming community and went to a high school built and attended by farmers.

Your food-to-poop ratio should be equal or with lesser output than input. If there is more volume coming out than going in, the food is not being digested well. If there is an even exchange, then some improvements could be made but otherwise you're mostly fine. If there is less volume coming out than going in, then the animal is actually retaining more nutrition and digesting better.

This can be caused by a number of things. Gut problems can cause poor digestion, making it seem like it's the food when really it's something about the animal's ability to digest. When we talk about dogs who have the inability to process certain foods, it's not that the food itself is a problem for the entire species so much that the individual dog may need some tweaks in its diet.

Some foods are full of fillers, not necessarily unhealthy ingredients but rather things that dogs can't really digest well or in the state they're currently in. For instance, I've complained a couple times that I don't understand why Vital puts carrots in its formulas because every time I feed the chihuahuas Vital I'm finding undigested carrot in their poop. This makes it a filler ingredient, it's exiting the same form as it entered, and foods that have more of these filler ingredients will produce more volume with poop as a result because there is more waste product leaving in an undigested or partially digested form.

Other foods have a lot of fiber within them. Fiber is a great ingredient as it makes poop solid and well formed, but some foods have a little too much fiber. This, again, isn't necessarily unhealthy but can cause more volume to the poop or even a little constipation. Switching to a food with less fiber magically solves the problem, not because one wasn't being digested but because it just had too much fiber. Grain inclusive foods often have more natural fiber than grainfree, which often must add fiber (usually in the form of pumpkin or flaxseed or alfalfa).

And, some grain inclusive foods use subpar ingredients because they're allowed to because it's dog food. Subpar ingredients means they are less digestable, less nutritious, which creates more volume and can sometimes in extreme cases be a net loss for nutritional value vs calorie needs for the dog. Understand I'm talking about foods like Kibbles N Bits, which btw was included in the FDA's list of dog foods found to have pentobarbital aka euthanasia drug and canine meat inside in 2018. It doesn't take a genious to understand why a dog may struggle to digest foods like this.

If your dog struggles to digest grain inclusive foods but is fine with grainfree foods, I would consider trying a grain inclusive formula made by whatever brand your dog is currently eating at the same nutrition/quality level and see if there's a big difference.

For instance, I'm currently feeding my girls WholeHearted. The specific formula they're currently on is beef and rice. They were, previously, on a beef and pea formula only because that's what I bought two years ago. I didn't see a big change in their poop at all. It's slightly more of a 'sharp' smell and they seem a little more full after eating it. I actually decreased Sushi's portion because she appeared to be gaining weight on it despite pooping slightly smaller piles. Their coats have remained shiny and they're just as active as they used to be. BUT my girls are not allergic to grain nor do they have any food intolerances or gut problems that I'm aware of, so for them it doesn't seem to matter if I feed them the grainfree vs grain inclusive varients of the same foods.

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bread-and-roses-too · 2 years

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I feel like so many t*rf issues that make them "peak" or whatever have obvious non-t*rf solutions and most of them are just desperate for something to hate:

"I don't like to be called a birthing person/person who menstruates/etc" ok then say afab.

"I want to talk about the oppression faced specifically by people who were born with female parts" ok then say afab.

"I hate trans women because they're forcing trans-inclusive language" ok then understand that most of that trans-inclusive language is actually to make it so afab trans people can still access the healthcare they need to survive and shut up about it. There are literally trans men who have been denied access to abortion and other "female-specific" care because they have an "M" marker on their ID and insurance won't cover it as a result/clinics won't see them.

"I think young girls are being forced into transness" ok then do something from the inside. Be a role model. Offer your own experience to people and let them do with it as they please. If they're really not trans and you offer them another option they'll usually take it because being trans is fucking difficult as hell.

"I worry about male violence in female prisons" ok then consider why any violence at all is allowed to happen in prisons and why you're ok with it happening as long as it only happens to cis men. Why does being in a facility that's supposed to facilitate rehabilitation put you at higher risk of being the victim of a violent crime? Shouldn't they be better maintained than that?

"I worry about men coming into women's bathrooms" ok but consider they do that anyway. It's not illegal in most places, it's just frowned upon. Imo the best option is to make bathrooms safer overall, with floor-to-ceiling doors for each stall. This would also make the bathroom a safer place for someone being followed or fleeing a known attacker, it would give them more time to call for help because the person can't crawl under or over. I see a lot of "just get over it" on this topic, but I do understand how a victim of SA could feel (or even be) unsafe in such an exposed environment. I don't think it's unreasonable to accommodate that.

"TRAs never talk about feminist issues" I don't know about outside this site, but I do know why this happens on this site. It's t*rfs. A post can have 5 different banners tellings t*rfs not to interact and they still do. I can't make a post about feminism or sexism without getting interacts from t*rfs. I have a banner for it on all of my posts about feminism and it still happens. It would be like if every time you posted a hot t*rf take it got reblogged by incels agreeing with it. You know it's not catered to them, and in fact you specifically don't want them to interact, but you keep getting all these upsetting interactions anyway. Eventually you would just give up, you have to for your own sanity. I didn't stop talking about feminism because trans people asked me to, none of my trans followers cared. I stopped because my sibling is trans and getting interactions from people with "tr*nnies kill yourself" in their bio was upsetting for me. I love my trans friends and family and it actively worsens my mental health to be reminded that people would rather see them dead than happy.

[image ID: a banner that says "t(w)erfs may reblog but be quiet, it's the TRAs' turn to talk" on the first line and "yes this includes talking in tags" on the second].

#not sure what to tag this so #inclusive feminsim #I guess?

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So this past week, I've been doing a little experiment. I've been keeping track of all the "fat stuff" on television, social media, and the occasional comments from friends and family. Feel free to skip if this kinda thing upsets you.

Anti-Fat: 29; Let's start with the big one. This is how many times "fat" was mentioned in a negative light, including jokes and scathing comments against a person for NO other reason than because they were overweight. And I didn't even include the characters who were meant as a joke in the first place(see: any time a main char is put in a fat suit, or that one fat guy/girl who always seems to be excessively stupid/desperate/gross compared to EVERYONE else in the show).

Pro-Skinny/Pretty: 13; Every time someone was praised for being conventionally attractive, or for 'catching' a conventionally attractive spouse, regardless of that person's personality or behavior. This number was actually a bit lower than I expected.

Weight-Loss Ads: 17; I didn't include every exercise equipment ad, otherwise this number would have undoubtedly been higher. My focus was mostly the pills, shakes, meal plans, and apps whose sole purpose is 'shedding the unsightly pounds'.

Bonus round, Junk-Food Ads: 36; This is JUST the junk food ads. Candy, fast food, chips, soda, etc. And that was at best half of the food-related ads I saw throughout the week. There wasn't a single show or movie that didn't at least have food in it, and it was almost never perfectly 'healthy' home-cooked meals.

So in conclusion, that's 59 times fat-related content was brought to my attention in just ONE WEEK. Imagine what that must be like to ANYONE's psyche over the course of a LIFETIME. That's over 3000 times a year on average that a person's value is tied to their appearance. THREE. THOUSAND. Three thousands times a skinny girl will feel like she'll be worthless if she gains even a pound. Three thousand times a fat girl will be reminded that she already is worthless just as she is. And this list doesn't even include the comment sections online.

And you may be asking yourself, what about the body-positive ads? People are more inclusive than ever, right? Maybe on Facebook and IG(a little), but there was nothing noteworthy on regular television. Every body-positive article I've read came only from a source that I had to specifically search for, groups that I was already a part of. And I guarantee every single one of those posts by body-positive pages were strewn with anti-fat comments.

And truly, body-positivity is not my goal here. I don't want 'all bodies are beautiful'. I want body neutrality. I want 'we don't care what you look like, just don't be an asshole'.

Stop insulting yourself just because you don't see a specific number that 'sounds right' on a scale.

Stop telling people they 'need to eat a sandwich/salad'.

Stop hiding behind 'I just want you to be healthy', because you know damn well someone's physical appearance does NOT dictate how healthy they are.

STOP OBSESSING OVER FAT. Literally every human on the planet has it, our fucking bodies are LITERALLY SUPPOSED TO HAVE IT. Don't believe me? Go find that damn post about the super ripped dudes almost dying trying to get rid of it that has been floating around the past few weeks.

TL;DR- People come in all shapes and sizes. Don't like it? Then gouge your eyes out and shut TF up.

#body neutrality #i actually wrote this last year #and then promptly forgot about it #rant

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nellie-elizabeth · 1 year

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Grey's Anatomy: Let's Talk About Sex (19x03)

Grey's likes doing its special episodes, and honestly even when they're heavy-handed I still think they're kind of interesting and often quite effective. Let's dive in!

Cons:

I am... extremely torn about Zola being super gifted. It feels like the more interesting conflict for Meredith's personal life would be if Zola was struggling with a learning disability, falling behind in school, and Meredith could have the chance to be the kind of mother she never had, and encourage and nourish her daughter even if she's not going to be "extraordinary" by normal societal definitions. I'm willing to see where this goes, but it feels a little silly to me. Especially as a convenient follow-up to Zola having panic attacks. Turns out they're happening because Zola is a super genius. Okay then. (Also, this plot thread includes Nick, the most Boring Character Ever to Live, so I'm automatically a little biased against it.)

I'm going to have a lot of nice things to say about the main plot with the sex education thing, but I do want to note a few elements I didn't 100% love... for one, the dancing video at the end, and the cheesy thing where Bailey talks about needing to speak the kids' language... I can see how that seemed like a good idea in the writing of the script, and I liked the goofy energy of the dancing, but I wish we had had a moment of self-awareness that trying to plan something to go viral isn't actually how any of this works. Maybe something about Bailey's idea will charm the youths and a TikTok trend will pop off. Or maybe it will be mocked mercilessly. Or maybe it'll fizzle and die entirely. I don't think you can actually predict these things.

Another element that I wish had been explored with a big more nuance... Meredith's voiceover is about how sex can be healing, sex can be medicine. But that there are different benefits, and that sometimes sex without the proper intimacy and connection doesn't work the same way. I wish this idea had been pushed one step further, talking about the fact that non-sexual intimacy can also be therapeutic in various ways. I wish that Link giving Jo a foot-rub hadn't turned into an erogenous zone thing. For several reasons: I don't like the Link/Jo romance potential, but also in general I wish we could have included a purely platonic intimacy example within the sex montage at the end of the episode.

Also, cannot state this enough: Nick is boring and when he and Meredith were smooching I was literally yawning.

Pros:

Overall, I really liked the new baby residents teaching sex ed to high schoolers. This plot thread was honestly charming and funny and gave us more time with the new characters. I like the way the residents taught the high schoolers about sexual pleasure but also kept the safe sex thing front of mind, suggesting masturbation as a good way to avoid getting pregnant, warning against the pull-out method as being effective. We also got to spend some time with Addison, which is always a lovely treat! We have one young girl who discovers that she's pregnant and decides on a medical abortion. Another girl who has a cyst that is causing her extreme abdominal distress. Issues of health that Grey's would like you to know should remain personal between a patient and their physician, thank you very much!

I liked the way Addison spoke about feeling invisible, and afraid, and angry, about the overturning of Roe v. Wade, the way she sees the impact every day in her work. It's important to keep this in mind. It's a societal evil, what is happening in this country right now. It affects everyone, even people who have never been and will never be pregnant.

As a small note I appreciated that the residents used inclusive language, talking about women, or just any person with a vagina. It's a small thing but normalizing it is so important.

Teddy and Owen get a token mention in the "pros" section this week because at least hopefully now that they've had sex to release some tension, they can stop being so gosh dang annoying on my screen every week. Get a grip, you two.

Also featured in the sex montage you've got Amelia and Kai, Kai having turned up as a surprise to see Amelia! I loved seeing their happy reunion, although I am wondering if we're going to pick back up on that drama about Kai not ever wanting kids, and Amelia's identity as a mother. We also see a couple of our newbies, Blue and Jules, hooking up. This could be a fun energy to keep our eyes on.

Probably the most moving part of the episode comes from Simone and Lucas. Simone's grandmother, who has severe dementia, comes wondering into the hospital looking for her daughter, who she believes is about to give birth. Simone tries to remind her grandmother that her daughter is dead, but that only upsets the poor woman. Meredith intervenes and tells Simone that the most humane thing to do is to live in her grandmother's reality with her, something Simone isn't sure she can do. This experience really bonds Simone and Lucas, who both know each other's secrets now. Just as Lucas knows about Simone's rough home situation, Simone knows that Lucas is a secret Shepherd.

Finally, we've got Bailey coming back to work! She wants to take a different approach this time, not taking her chief job back but instead blending attending tasks with teaching. I'm excited she's returning, and hopefully she can finally achieve some of that ideal work-life balance she so deserves.

So that's that. I had fun with this episode, I loved the energy of the sex ed stuff, and I'm still feeling really excited about the potential of these new characters!

8/10

#review #grey's anatomy #grey's anatomy review #greys anatomy #greys anatomy review #grey's abc #greys abc

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Divorced Billionaire Heiress part 30

QUICK INFORMATION!! This part was supposed to come as part number 27 (the party arc was to happen after this one.🫥🫥)but totally slept in it while the family was on my neck. So i accidentally posted it pretty late but i hope it still is good enough as a follow up LOL. That means i only need to write 2 chapters if i feel better until then. Just pretend that this happened a day or 2 after Se's party. Happy reading and apologies for any spelling errors

Fa's solituin to Mel's problem was to go to some second hand shop, that was pretty run down. Mel couldn't believe that he brought her to this place. Not to mention that it was very far away from their usual shopping spots. But her bf convinced her to try it for one time once she caved in.

the owner of the place was sleeping at the counter but on the table was a sign with the message: Pleas get what you want and pay up. Dont try anything stupid, i have cameras in here.

„Charming”, was all Mel could muster at the sign b4 she looked around the place. Not much going on on the shelves but eventually she found some nices fake gems and a few useable hair clippers. The price for each of the articles were pretty low so she took some extra since she might need those for other design replacements.

Not long after their pay, Fa invited Mel to go on a drive to cool off their heads. He Certainly needed it after all the constant takes of voice lines. And it took a strain on his vocals. Mel laughed at his reasonings but still agreed to his idea.

A few days later at the big kids school

C & Fa talked about the upcoming wedding for Mt and Co. C and the rest of his family was Automatically included as an important wedding guests. E was not going to appear at first, until S sat him down and gave him a scolding for not supporting his closest friend. Fa was attending as well as Mel's plus one. As the designer of the brides accessories she had to make it to their wedding. And Mel would never leave Fa out on any parties that were mostly inclusive.

It would also increase her popularity in the designer world. But there was a rumor going around that only a few of the Stanton family were allowed to attend. Mainly Na's parents & Fl. Co wanted to give J & K a chance to know them better. Lv was not coming but he wished them well regardless. It was just a surprise that the old Fl was invited to this event but he wanted to go with his youngest grand daughter and forget about the Bu drama for a while. But his other children were not invited. Not Gr, not Mav, or even N & Ct.

The ladder was unexpected since their family was very idolized by the public still. Even after the whole fiasco their son put them through.

„As long as i dont have to see Br or hear anything from her, i wont mind”, was all C had to say to his friend. Fa could understand his reluctance on meeting the girl. They started a cold war between them and he was not going to bribe him about the details. Fa showed C a few photos on what Mel was working on. C was not surprised. Her stuff was pretty good and had no worries that she would make it big once the time came.

Back at the stanton house

Fl asked one of the staff to order a gift for him to give to Mt & Do as a wedding present. He was trying very hard to keep his mind of things and not to imagine what Bu was up to. While he knew that the boy had problems he was his grandson nonetheless.

Na came to visit as played in their backyard for a while with her friends. This time she brought some friends with her (Le, Lo & Mi). T had other things to do. The old man didn't have a problem with it. Even tho Lo had to deal with an awkward atmosphere whenever he was alone with the old guy. It was no secret that they knew who he was and what he did while he was friends with Bu.

But the girls made him feel welcomed while they had some fun.

To their bad luck, Br came for a surprise vist, which was more of an escape from her parents than a nice gesture. Her friends didn't have time to hang out and the mall she usually Frequented has a renovation going on. But she soon regretted her decision once she saw the other kids on the lawn.

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17/4

So, I was late to Uni today, missing the Inclusion presentations, and who didn't see that one coming. Honestly, I have no excuse, even though I had an eye-opening realization yesterday this just proves to me it's going to take a long time and some real drive and determination in order for me to be able to wake up on time, stop oversleeping and actually be on time for once. It was the first day of Uni today and it was somewhat interesting and the start of new beginnings and the end of some things too. I saw old friends, and I saw J and T. I thought J was being a bit cold to me but I still haven't figured out if that's just how she is. T was super friendly and kind to me which kinda put me in a better mood. I also had a meeting about my dissertation today. It was really long overdue and also stressful. I've been waffling too much in my work and not being clear about my aims and objectives, so that means I'm going to have to carefully read over my work again and create a new question. ALL THIS and the 9th of May is getting closer and closer and I'm honestly having an internal panic attack. I need to just focus and think about what's really important here but also not overwork myself or the work is not going to be good, just rushed and not thought about properly. Next week is the presentation and Philosophy is also due. They're both complete but just need some improvements and a read-through. I need to include references on both which is going to be challenging because I have no idea where to get them from. I've brushed and got ready for bed but I also feel like I didn't do all that I could have today, I still need to read, watch some JoJo and also think about what I even want to do tomorrow. I need to wake up early and take Alv to school, then come home, have a shower, and get to Uni on time. I had iftar plans but I think I'm going to cancel them and just come home, I do have work on Wednesday which is such an early start and I am dreading it. I also saw S today which was probably the highlight, only because I didn't think I was going to see them. I was definitely speaking that interaction into existence because there was literally no chance of me seeing them, I haven't seen them since OCTOBER 2022. It's been almost 6 months now, and wow time has really flown by. I'm going to graduate and get out of that place and say goodbye to all my Uni memories. I'll defo be bored and miss everyone in that place but can't wait to say bye to the drama. I'm feeling a little excited now and hopeful, like Tiffany Ray said, 'Rome wasn't built in a day' and there's always room for improvement and change. Tomorrow could be that day who knows? Mum is also having a meeting with Z's school and I just hope it goes well, usually, I'm the one going to these things but I think it's best now that Mum goes because it seems like I'm not as effective when I go to these things. I think at the parent's meeting we literally met one teacher and we called it a day, but it does make me feel excited for when I go to my own children's parent meetings. Anyway a bit off-topic here I watched the Love Is Blind reunion and everyone online was saying that it was underwhelming and a bit shit. Ngl I actually enjoyed it and thought it could be as juicy as it could be. I'm glad Irina got thrown under the bus, not to hate on her but she was a bit horrible and I'm glad everyone watched it unfold. I also felt sorry for Marshall, and Zak. Zak's singing was sweet but it was hard to hear but honestly, Bliss is one lucky girl, no man has ever sung for me and at this point, I'm dying for someone to write a rap about me. That would be a dream come true. I think that's when a man is truly in love because what kind of man does that?! Someone who is so in their feelings and is sensitive and not afraid to share how they feel. So you go Bliss and Zak. With Love Island and Love is Blind all finished I don't know what love show I'm going to watch and keep me occupied. With my love life going down the drain I just want to watch other people be in love and happy.

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ilargeicontradictmiself · 2 years

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Watching Until We Meet Again part 5(?)

There's a bunch of stuff i wrote elsewhere that i may copy here

Part 4 (includes links to all the other parts)

(love that i wrote that as if im not the only one wanting to know how to find these posts)

I need to vent about their sometimes bad acting a bit more, this "ignoring it because its not that bad and i like the show so much" isn't working. So yeah, sometimes, their acting is shit and annoying though i want to say that A LOT OF THAT IS THE EDITING

I get the public affection thing but idk why they joke about people knowing whether they fucked or not (they didn't but that's irrelevant) , everyone knows you're dating, its college, im sure a lot of them think you already are doing the devil's tango

WinTeam is good, potential and all, though (win, who is usually pretty good at not having his acting butchered at the hands of the editors sadly couldn't escape in the lake scene and , this is small but it made me laugh so: when they're in bed having the whole no need to be afraid of me conversation win is on top of team, then team switches them going on top of win and like a second later win switches them again??? What was the purpose??? If he wants to be on top let him be on top what is ha- whyyy??

They made me cry at 10 am with Pharm meeting Alin.

anyway, this "sad→horny-sad→horny" pipeline is an interesting formula to go with

I am a SUCKER for all things reincarnation, immortality the whole "loved one's who don't recognize you" thing , i LOVE IT GIMME GIMME. but i think the meeting the sister scene was done better though I get why they changed a few thing, i think, the part as a whole hits, but not any of the individual scenes that much.

(if i see one more person calling them top-bottom relationships, i get that they're saying it jokingly, but it doesn't sit right with me, just because someone's shy( Pharm is, Team isn't even shy) doesn't mean they're a bottom and again Team isn't even shy, he's just hesitant to take Win and their romantic thing seriously. Top and bottom is just a sexual thing and it's not a "shy=bottom" "assertive=top" kind of thing. And i think it's interesting how they're quick to but winteam and pharmdean in those boxes but not inkorn (cause in's the assertive one and korn's the less femme, so it doesn't fit with the joke i guess)

EP14 PART2 👌 directing, acting,editing (not flawless but good) dialogue goes from great to meh (multiple times not in that order) but i think it may be the english subtitles, when i watched it with greek ones it was better maybe the translation fits better

Oh both dreams where korn leaving in some way

(idk if they do a good job of showing korn's struggles leading up to it or if im understanding him because it has to do with suicide or if me understanding him also means they do a good job of it)

"my parents are not scary" was possibly the best thing she could've said.

Im loving this family time screentime. All of it is 👌

Ooh good job from the dad i really don't know if he's happy uncomfortable or bad uncomfortable

Love everyone's inclusion in this. ("say it in front of the whole family" they all know already my friend)

Idk if the dad's a comedic genius or if im just relieved

"we have to keep doing our best" and im crying

I love this family

("its not good for her if someone knows about this"??? Assuming it was a girl its still a what???😄)

Not the blow job face

↑ (see what i meant about the tears→horny sequences?)

"prepare yourself"? 😄

(See idk why they make him say stuff like "i will not wait any longer" which can be weird and creepy , when that's not the vibe and we all know that if pharm said so he'd be sleeping on the couch, its the dialogues fault and i dont like it)

Pharm is the personification of horny and excited but nervous af, bless.

#until we meet again the series #uwma #until we meet again #uwma the series #a bunch of em cause ill add the one's i have elsewhere at some point too #but currently at #ep14

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homoqueerjewhobbit · 3 years

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Honestly and truly in awe of the terrible graphic design on this cover art.

#graphic design is my passion #Is there any sort of symmetry or balance? is it coherent in any way?#Why Gandalf AND Saruman? Is Christopher Lee a big draw for film score connoisseurs?#I get that you need to include a girl for inclusivity but they didn't even fully airbrush out the top of Frodo's head from the screen shot #Lord of the rings #lotr #the fellowship of the ring #howard shore #graphic design #album art #concerning hobbits #post o' mine #I was thinking about this because i put this song on my cottagecore playlist as a joke and now I can't remove it #Spotify

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thesoftboiledegg · 2 years

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I wouldn't call Rick and Morty a show about inclusivity and social justice (which is fine, it never claimed to be), but I feel like it actually has gotten more...inclusive? in its weird way. Most shows add diverse characters when they want to be inclusive, but the main cast hasn't changed, so that hasn't happened here.

I've rehashed the dudebro-iness of season 1 a billion times, so you don't need me to repeat it, but one thing I'll mention is that the season had "exclusive" vibes. I mean, "Raising Gazorpazorp" is a twenty-minute spew of "This show isn't for GIRLS! Rick doesn't go on adventures with CHICKS!" The episode does this with no sense of irony, meaning that we're clearly supposed to agree--and the episode assumes that 90% of the audience does already.

Then there's the "haha POC are so sensitive about racism amirite??" jokes, implying that this show is for white dudes only. For the record, I can take a joke once in a while--for example, I'm a feminist, but I thought Summer's "You have to like it or you're sexist!" line in season 5 was funny. But the season 1 jokes weren't playful; they were nasty and mean-spirited.

Aaaand then there's all the "anti-PC" crap that sometimes isn't even played as a joke, like Rick rambling about how he should be allowed to use the word "retarded." When you watch season 1, it takes about 30 seconds to figure out who Rick's target audience is.

The one exception is that Justin Roiland has been adamant about Rick being pansexual from the beginning, but "someone" clearly didn't (and still doesn't) the show to be too open about that one.

Anyway, it's not inherently bad to make entertainment for the Reddit crowd as long as they're the types who just mind their own business and don't spew bullshit everywhere. Unfortunately, Rick and Morty fed into their worst instincts and encouraged the whole "It's up to us STRAIGHT WHITE MEN to push back against political correctness and share our nihilistic genius with a world that's not ready to handle it!!" narrative.

I mean, there's a reason why this godawful "I'm not arguing, I'm just explaining why I'm right" T-shirt is still floating around (and I don't think Rick ever said this?)

Seasons 2 and 3 toned it down, but with a few exceptions, the show still had the "Rick and Morty is for THESE people" vibe. And whatever, I'm not mad about it--every show has a target audience. But as the show changed, the narrative changed to make the show more inclusive and open-minded.

Like I said, the show still cracks jokes about "our" side, but it also takes shots at capitalism and police brutality and has LGBT characters (including background/one-off characters) running around everywhere to the point that "bisexual" is pretty much the default in the Rick and Morty universe.

People joke about Rick having blue hair and pronouns, and while I don't think he'll exactly say that in the show, I think the crew would be OK with those jokes and think it's funny. Like, I don't think they'd say "Oh my God, what? That's not what Rick stands for! Keep your Gen-Z social justice bullshit away from him!"

Then (as of season 5) Rick undergoes incredible character development and stops being "for" anyone. He's not a symbol, self-insert or writer's mouthpiece--he just does whatever feels good to him. Sometimes that means fantasizing about flying through the air with Bird Person; other times that means living out his anime witch dreams.

I realize that Rick and Morty has had female and LGBT fans from the beginning, but I think that was more because the show was so popular and less because the show was "welcoming" to us. Now, the show has a broader target audience--but not in a "Let's appeal to everyone by making this show as generic as possible!" way. Instead, it drops the narrative that Rick and Morty is for one specific group of people--and if you're not in that group, you're never going to truly "get" the show.

#rick and morty #rick sanchez

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yutoda-mn · 2 years

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Anne with an E Review *spoilers for pretty much any adaptation of Anne of Green Gables*

Generally, I adored this show. I am devastated that it was cancelled. I am a longtime fan of the books and old Sullivan movies, but it's small comfort to go read or watch those when this show diverged so much from the original source material, and what I really want is to know the rest of the side characters' continued stories.

I do think that with some changes they made from the books, they fundamentally changed some of the essence of certain characters and the feel of the overall story, sometimes for the better and sometimes for the worse. Of course, we all know they made certain things darker and grittier and more realistic or what have you; that was a big marketing point of the show. But there are other things that changed alongside that as well, in my opinion, namely that they removed a lot of the fun, humorous, whimsical, romantical, magical sense that the books have by removing a lot of the relatably klutzy scrapes Anne is always getting herself into. So I missed a lot of those types of scenes, like Anne floating down the river imagining herself to be Elaine in a slowly sinking boat only to get rescued by her nemesis Gilbert; or Anne writing a tragically romantic short story titled Averil's Atonement and being devastated by its rejection only to have Diana go behind her back and submit it to the Rollings Reliable Baking Powder competition.

I also think that generally Anne and Gil's slow path from nemeses back to increasingly close sweet friends was a little hurried and strangely awkwardly done. Sometimes the pace of the show just felt strange compared to the book. Even just the scene of Anne smashing her slate over Gil's head felt a little rushed and backgrounded. Overall, I think this allowed for pursuing rich stories of deep friendships between Anne and other girls and boys whose backstories and personalities were sometimes more fleshed out than in the books, particularly some of the other girls and women, which is awesome. But it did lessen some beautiful relationships and stories and feelings that were more present in the books.

All this to say, I did adore the show, and I have a hole in my heart now that I've finished it and it's cancelled (*sobs*). I thought it was a beautiful interpretation of the books, with wonderfully fleshed out characters that had a lot of traits to love balanced with reasonable character flaws. The cast was incredible and all portrayed their characters fantastically in my opinion as a longtime, childhood lover of the books and the old Sullivan movies. For the most part I thought the characters and plot points that they added were wonderful. So now I'll dive into some specifics of the changes I liked, didn't like, or was neutral about, and the things I wish they had additionally included from the books, and what I wish we could see post-season-3 if it ever got renewed (*sobs*).

Changes I liked:

Miss Stacy's expanded character and backstory

The characters of Bash and Mary and Delphine and the laundry women and Bash's mom and Gil and Bash's time on the ship and in Trinidad and the inclusion and exploration of the Bog and the discussion of anti-Black racism (At first I didn't think they needed to kill Gil's dad and make his story so different from his book story in order to accomplish him being on the ship and traveling and meeting Bash etc. but in retrospect I do like that we see Gil get to be the head of the house and farm and share that with Bash and such and also those changes regarding his dad and whatnot really are not terribly huge or drastic changes)

The increased sense of feminism in Anne and Miss Stacy and Diana and Ruby and Tillie and Prissy and Gil and Marilla and others etc. and the school newspaper and activism and protest for women's rights and making Prissy and Ruby and other women smarter and more multi-dimensional than their book counterparts

The expansion of Prissy's character and having her call off the wedding to Mr. Phillips

The inclusion of queer characters and the discussion of queerphobia and making Aunt Jo lesbian and teaching Anne and Diana compassion and open-mindedness

Everything about Jerry, and also Jerry and Diana

Cole

Letting Matthew and Ruby live

The Mi'kmaq characters and the well done handling of the residential school storyline without having a white savior and really making the audience sit with the tragedy and discomfort of how horribly we white people have historically treated indigenous people

Anne learning to like and make spicy food

Changes I was neutral on:

Diana's family being more pretentious and rich and having a more bougie lineage and family history and such and the whole finishing school in Paris storyline and whatnot

Miss Jeannie

Matthew and Marilla having had another sibling

The way Anne and Gil eventually figure out their mutual feelings and keep missing like ships in the night their letters for each other and running around with their heads cut off and stuff

Winnie, maybe?

On both of those above points regarding Gil and also Winnie, I like that in the show Anne was worried about Gil choosing her over a different option that could allow him everything she thinks and maybe he thinks he wants in his life and worrying that she's second rate or something and Gil ultimately choosing her anyway and knowing it's always been her but I like that in the books Gil knew from day one that it was always her and was worried about not being enough for her and knowing she deserves the world and wanting to give her the world and telling her he was sorry he didn't have a lot to offer her but of course she doesn't mind because she realizes she loves him and all she needs and wants is him; like it's hard to explain but basically she goes through a lot of hardship and self-doubt and worrying she's not enough to be loved as an orphan and an "ugly" redhead and whatnot but she comes to expect romance and love and know she deserves it and it's never a question of her not being enough or good enough in the books

Changes I did not like:

Winnie, maybe?

Diana's parents disliking Anne so much from the beginning and kind of messing up the impact of the inebriated tea party scene

The unnecessary added drama of things like Anne being sent all the way back to the orphanage when Marilla thinks she's stolen her brooch

Other things that felt unnecessarily and unrealistically darker for pure drama purposes like the orphanage being so entirely terrible and everyone being so deeply horrendous to Cole (although I did like and was impressed with their handling of the storyline of Cole and the difficulty to find his place in the world)

Billy hardcore sucks more than he needs to and destroying their story club hangout was just awful (but again they did a great job with the handling of the story with Billy and Josie)

Killing Mary (not that Mary is even in the books, but just like there's at least 2 white characters that die in the books that don't die in the show and this felt unfair)

Not letting Ka'kwet successfully get away (again not like she's even in the books and it's most historically accurate for her to probably not get away but still)

The gold storyline, I just hated it

Additional book things I wish had also been included:

Anne's baking powder story contest submission

Anne floating down the river in a sinking boat as Elaine and being rescued by her nemesis Gil

Gil getting sick leading to Anne realizing she loved him

Roy, just why does no one ever include Roy??

Generally the lighthearted, romantical, magical, fantastical, whimsical sense of Anne's character in the books and to bring that magical whimsy and fantasy and romance to the show that the books have and to give Anne that same relatable character nature of being a klutzy who's always getting into scrapes and such

Anne doing dramatic readings that Gil sees and is just absolutely enamored with

Generally the level of hatred and length of time for which Anne hated Gil and then they're slow reconciliation and friendship before falling in love

Diana and Anne jumping on Aunt Jo in the middle of the night as Anne's first time meeting her

What I wish I could see post-season-3:

Gil learning indigenous medicine techniques from the Mi'kmaq and Trinidadians and more

Leslie Moore and Owen Ford

Davy and Dora

Miss Lavendar

Diana and Jerry reconciling and being cute and in love, namely Diana apologizing, and maybe a Roy-like storyline happening there leading to Diana realizing how dumb she was in messing things up with Jerry

Bash and Muriel ultimately falling in love

Also Miss Stacy is bi though, sorry not sorry, it's just the facts

Patty's Place and exploring the nearby graveyard and generally Anne just having a magical time in college writing magical, romantical stories and exploring the beautiful world

Love letters between Gil and Anne, and Gil and Anne just being as perfectly and radiantly happy as they deserve to be

Anne really sitting with the realization and discomfort that people, especially white people in power, do not always or often have inherently good intentions or good hearts, and Anne can't trust people to do right by people like Ka'kwet and Ka'kwet's family, and Anne grieving all of that, whatever the outcome is, with her family and friends and Gil

General college shenanigans

Breaking curfew to see boys

More gay shit and a bi character please

The girls learning sign language to communicate with the lovely Lily

Maybe Anne and Winnie become better friends

Roy is introduced (he's played by Timothee Chalamet) and is bi and ultimately ends up with Cole and they're adorable

Some cameo is played by Megan Follows

Anne and Gil have a cute picnic, just because I want that

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