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How To Start Reading Marvel Comics
Okay, so let's say you're a fan of the Marvel movies or games or you just saw Spider-Verse and you want to know how to start reading comics. Hi, welcome! This is one method of getting into comics; it is not the only one. We're going to be heavily relying on digital comics for this one, so if you prefer reading on paper, this might not be for you.
Step One: Pick a Character
This should be easy! Pick a character whose comics you want to read. It doesn't have to be your favorite character of all time; it just needs to be a character you're interested in getting to know a little better. A character is going to work better for this particular method than a team will, although there are plenty of team reading guides if you really want them.
Let's say, for the sake of example, that you just watched the Moon Knight Disney+ series and you want to read some stuff about Moon Knight.
Step Two: Find a Reading List
The very technically advanced way to do this is to Google "[Character] Reading List" or "[Character] Recommended Reading." For Moon Knight, Marvel has an official one that pops up right away.
The official ones are good places to start, but IMO, the best ones are usually from tumblr or Reddit. Comic fans can be very intense, but we also know more about the material than anyone, including Marvel. :) Here's one for Moon Knight.)
Step Three: Understanding the Reading List
Comic names are formatted one of two ways. You might see someone say Moon Knight (vol 7) or Moon Knight (2014). These refer to the same series of comics. They mean that the title of the series is Moon Knight, that it is the 7th series published under that title, and that it started publication in 2014. Moon Knight (vol 1) is Moon Knight (1980), because it's the first run of comics called Moon Knight and it started publication in 1980.
So, how do you know? That's where the wiki comes in. marvel.fandom.com is my best friend. So, when you type "Moon Knight vol 7" into the search bar, it brings up this page. See how it says (2014-2015) at the top? That's how you know that Moon Knight (vol 7) is Moon Knight (2014).
Step Four: Accessing Comics
Now we have to get the comics. We have a number of options:
For digital comics:
Buying digital comics. You can do this on Amazon or Marvel.com. However, this gets expensive real fast - for example, Moon Knight (1980) has 38 issues, and each of those costs $1.99. That's almost $80, just for volume 1.
Marvel Unlimited subscription. This is not a bad deal TBH. It's $10 a month, and they have quite an extensive catalogue. The only problem is that the site takes forever to load and is not easily searchable. Usually, I'll type into Google the name of the exact comic I want to access (e.g. "Moon Knight (1980) #1") and then click on the marvel.com link that comes up.
Piracy. This is the easiest and cheapest option, and thus the most popular. I'm not going to link any sites, but ask a friend or Google and you'll find one easily enough.
Physical comics are also an option, but they are more complicated. Groups of issues are collected in trade paperback collections, but finding which collections contain which issues can be a bit more of a hassle. And then buying those collections can get pricey very quickly.
If you like physical comics and have a public library card, I'd recommend checking out what they have on their shelves. On a Marvel comic, you want to look at the back cover, usually in the lower right-hand corner, and it will tell you which issues are in the comic (e.g. "Collects Moon Knight (2014) #1-6"). You might find some things that were on your reading list, or you might find some comics you'd never have read otherwise. A lot of public libraries (at least in the US) have a larger comic book collection than you'd expect.
Step Five: Have Fun and Be Yourself!
The most important thing to remember is that you are supposed to be having fun. There might be some frustration if you're not used to reading visual media (I know I wasn't), but it should overall be fun. If a comic feels like a slog, you don't have to read it! Maybe you and the person who made the reading list just have different taste. Try a different comic. Try a different character.
Also, remember that it's okay to be confused. You might be jumping around a little bit and so you might not know everything that's going on. This is kind of the perpetual state of reading comics. If you want to double-check the wiki or ask your friendly neighborhood comics blogger, that's totally fine.
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Quickly | Bart Allen x reader
Rivals/enemies to lover (if you squint)
not requested
warnings: innuendos, cursing, that’s it. Not proof read
summary: training after a really bad mission.
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You couldn’t believe Bart. He had the perfect opportunity to catch Slade but went too fast and slipped.
he went too fast.
You didn’t know what is was about him, but ever since you joined young justice, you couldn’t stand him.
he worked off of impulses. I mean you should have guessed that, it is his name.
He didn’t stick to the plan, and effectively ruined it.
even after a few days it bothered you, it was still ingrained into memory. It haunted you. It pissed you off.
HE pissed you off.
Red tornado had scheduled sparing training for the team today. You had hoped you would get paired with Anita or Kon.
But as Red called out your names, your heart sank. You looked over at Bart. He smirked and you wanted to die.
You went into the practice room and got into fighting positions. You prepared yourself for him to hit you at light speed and try to predict where he would appear next before he could land another punch.
As he ran up to you, you tried to shield yourself, but he punches landed on your middle sections. Knocking the wind out of you for a second.
you quickly recovered, successfully locating his next move and blocking his punch and striking him in the stomach and jaw. He landed on the floor.
You stood in victory. Glad to have won round one.
Bart snared as he got up. He wasn’t gonna lose again. He wasn’t gonna be what Wally said he was. And he knew just how to push your buttons.
“You know, you should have tried that move on Slade, maybe he wouldn’t have put you out of the running and you could have stopped him before I had to fix your mess.” He said with a shit eating grin.
“My mess? You mean your mess.” You shot back. “You slipped and let him get away.”
“You could have gotten him on the mission before that. But is it only when I mess up that it’s wrong?” Impulse yelled back.
“he knocked me out last time!” You yelled
“Then you weren’t quick enough!” Bart yelled as he got into his fighting position again.
“You ditched the plan, you slipped, and the criminal got away!” You yelled as you charged him.
he dodged your attack, speeding up and hitting you in the legs, knocking you off balance.
”I saw an opportunity and I took it! Is that so hard to understand?” Bart screamed as he knocked you over again.
You tried to charge him again, but quickly zoomed away to the other side of the room. You ran again but he was father again. You grumbled in frustration.
“What am I too fast for you?” He asked with a smirk.
“Too fast to play fair.” You snap as you get into a ready position for round three
“Oh you want fair? Fine have it your way. I’ll slow down for you.” He laughed.
“No don’t slow down, I’ll finish you off.” You said as you grounded you feet.
“that a threat or a promise?” He asked with a smirk.
“both asshole.” You snap. He runs forward and you two collide.
he pushes against your frame trying to knock you over with his sheer strength.
“Don’t worry, I’ll finish this quickly.” He smiles as he pushes against you harder.
“bet that’s not the only thing you finish quickly.” You shot back, smiling when his grin dropped.
he ran back and lean forward at super speed trying to hit you with everything he’s got.
You block his punches and manage to get a few in before you advance forward and knock him over, not before he grabs you by the waist and drags you down with him.
you land on top of him, both breathing to heavy to say a thing. You pull back and look into his eyes to find his golden eyes already staring back.
You becoming hyper aware of how close your chest is to his. How your breathing becomes synched and how your body fit perfectly on top of his.
“Well,” Bart starts staring into your eyes with his clouded with someone you hadn’t seen before. “You got me on my back, now what?” He asked. His face was soft, almost innocent like. Almost.
you lean into closer to his face as his breathing hitched. His puffy hair falling around his head like a halo. His eyes falling soft as he gazed up into yours, as if he was mesmerized.
you lean close to his ear as he eyes fell closed “I’ll finish this quickly.” You whispered back.
He had no time to register what you said, not after you landed a punch square in his face,knocking him out cold.
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requests are open!
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I LOVE the knights shimeji hc you did!! it’s so cute and now I’m smad that it doesn’t exist irl 😞 could I request you do the same concept but for Valkyrie? thank you in advance!!!! ❤️❤️
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Valkyrie as shimeji buddies !!
Synopsis : What would the members of Valkyrie be like as your little shimeji buddies ??
Era : N / A
Warning/s : N / A
Mentioned Character/s : G/N!Reader / Mika / Shu
A/N : Hi Anon !! Thank you so much for your kind words !! I’m so glad you liked it 🥺❤️ and honestly same here~ Goddd the things I’d do for them to be real 😭
Also~ thank you so so much for being my first request !! 💕 I hope you enjoy !!
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Mika Kagehira :
He’s the sweetest, most thoughtful little guy to ever grace your screen. He always greets you with a wave and a big smile when you boot up your system and wishes you a great day or a good night when you log off~ He’s always so excited to see you and just be around you as a whole !!
He’s genuinely so soft for your affection, it’s honestly really surprising that he doesn’t turn into a little Mika puddle every time you give him some !! Head pats, a heart path with your cursor, or even just words of affirmation such as “You’re amazing Mika !!” gets him all blushy and flustered. He even giggles a bit as he tries to hide the growing blush on his cheeks with his little hands.
Oftentimes, when you’re logged off, he would organize your desktop and files so that everything is neat and tidy when you log back on. He sees your desktop as a shared working space and gets super happy when he sees your bright smile and appreciation when it's cleaned :)
Mika will gladly help you with your work as best as he can !! Not only that but, if there’s something you both don’t understand, he’ll help you find sources too !! Mika will make sure that they’re all reliable and would try to stop you from using unreliable sources if he notices you on those type of sites.
Mika’s hardworking nature causes him to sometimes go into very deep rabbit holes when he’s helping you. Sometimes, you gotta fish him out of the 10th page of Google. [ The fact that he went to the 2nd page in the first place is already telling on how serious he is when it comes to helping you~ ]
When it comes to feedback as a whole, Mika will tell you the things he loved and what you did well, and the things you can improve on~ Not only that, but he’ll even try to help guide you through the steps so that you don't get confused. He doesn’t want to see you struggle or get frustrated over something that wasn't worth fussing over to begin with~
Even with his habit of overworking himself, Mika refuses to let you overwork yourself. He doesn’t want you to get burnt out so he always reminds you to take breaks and relax in between working sessions !! You would often remind him to take breaks himself and, depending on the severity, you sometimes have to physically pick him up and move him to the other side of your screen to get him to actually stop and relax for a bit~
Now you’re both trapped in a perpetual state of making sure that the other takes a break but you both came to a compromise where you’d take breaks together !! You and Mika would often just relax and watch videos, play games or scroll through social media for a bit. Mika’s more of an observer than an active participant but he’s still super happy to talk to you while you’re doing those things~
Sometimes he would sew an outfit for you and would show you when he’s done !! He gets all giddy and excited seeing how happy you get and how much you loved the outfit. He knows that you can’t physically wear the exact outfit he made, but if you took his design to a tailor and got it made [ or you sewed it yourself ] and then showed it to him… His heart would beat so fast that he thinks he’d accidentally mess up one of your settings from how strong it’s beating !!
There are times where the two of you wouldn’t talk as much due to working on your own projects, but Mika still loves being in your presence so he would often sit in a corner on your screen to avoid bothering you but, at the same time, still be there if you ever needed him.
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Shu Itsuki :
Shu’s the type to make sure that you'd get your work done in one go and this is because he doesn’t want you to do everything the night before. After all, how can you perfect your craft in just one night alone? Perfection takes time so start your project now !! Who cares if it’s due in 2 weeks, better now than later !!
His keen eye for detail knows no bounds, he can spot an error from a mile away. Are you seriously going to submit your project with that pixel a shade lighter than the ones surrounding it? Go tidy it up, it won’t take long~
His nagging means no harm though. He wants you to succeed and knows that you can accomplish amazing things, that’s why he’s being overly critical. You can do better than this and he knows it !! He’s secretly rooting for you [ though, he’ll never say it out loud. ]
He’s super knowledgeable and would help you when it comes to subjects that you struggle with. If you need sources, he’ll give you the ones he used himself, so you know they’re reliable !! He’ll help you through your papers and would even counter some of your weaker arguments on purpose in order to help you strengthen your own claims with more evidence and explanations~
When it comes to online shopping, he tries to subtly steer you towards the right outfits but he’s not subtle. Like... At all… He would flat out refuse to let you swipe your card if you’re planning on buying anything he considers “atrocious”. In the end though, Shu’s judgment is always right and now, you rarely have to return anything because they all match your aesthetic and suit your features to a tea !!
He secretly adores your affection but will actively pretend that he hates it. He’s not as subtle about it as he thinks he is though. A lot of the time, it goes like;
[ Draws a heart with your cursor path. ] “Are you serious? Stop being so childish…” “Aww sorry Shu.” [ Doesn’t do it anymore. ] “The sheer disrespect for you to believe that I don't deserve an ounce of appreciation for all the things I do for you !! I’ll have you know tha-”
Shu would often redesign your desktop with your aesthetic in mind and, even though he’s complaining about having to clean up after you, this is his way of trying to ease your workload when you’re busy with assignments. He hopes that designing your desktop would make you feel better :) [ Don’t call him out on this though, because he will feverishly deny it. ]
When you and Shu get busy with your own projects, you’d both accidentally pull all-nighters together. Sometimes he’d notice that it’s getting late but when he looks at you, he deeply admires your sheer dedication to finish your work and believes that he shouldn’t bother you. Though, he’ll make a subtle, off-handed reminder and leave the choice to you. If you want to sleep now or pull an all-nighter, he’s ok with anything because, if you do decide to continue working, he’ll keep you company through the night.
If you ever wanna cook or bake something, Shu’s willing to help you find good recipes and would give you links to websites with the best ones. The 5 links with different croissant recipes is totally just a coincidence though !! So might as well make some now, right?
Shu would also design outfits for you and actually has a folder filled to the brim with different outfits he made for you and you alone. Even though he wants you to wear them, he doesn’t trust the tailors with his designs because they need to be perfect !! They’re for you after all~ But… If you know how to sew yourself, he wouldn’t mind letting you make them in his stead. He gets super proud when he sees you wearing the clothes he designed. If you’re quick enough, you might even catch him softly smiling at you before you finally click “shut down” to go out for the day.
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Not Without You | Chapter Two
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Summary - You want to know what Ghost's problem is? Well, you got it.
Relationship - Simon "Ghost" Riley x Fem!Reader
Word Count - 2,342
Warnings - Angst, ghost gets c*ckblocked
A/N - Thanks to @poopypantilonies again for helping me edit this chapter. Just wanted to add since I forgot to last time, I am a full-time college student. My plan is to update once a week, but my assignments might get in the way of that, and if they do then I apologize in advance. I really enjoyed writing this chapter, so maybe you'll enjoy reading it. :-)
Link to ao3
Chapter One
I do not own any Modern Warfare characters.
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Price called you and the rest of task force 141 into a meeting room to go over the details of the plan that’s a few months out, just like Soap said. It was sort of cut and paste, Hassan will be hiding somewhere with the Las Almas cartel and you’ll show up knocking at their door. Everyone was paying close attention, but your mind kept drifting to other matters.
Ghost was standing so close to you that you could practically feel the heat radiating off of him. It had been two weeks since you first arrived back onto the Los Vaqueros base in Mexico and Ghost has yet to say more than a few measly words to you. It was starting to become really annoying. It was like you had become the ghost in some ironic way.
“Any questions?” Price said as he took a quick scan of the room. No one moved or said anything. With a slight nod of his head he continued, “Alright, well as we get closer to the mission date, details may start to change. If they do I’ll do another debrief. Dismissed.” Everyone said a quick “Yes, sir” before filing out of the room.
Ghost had quickly made his way out of the room, but with a few ‘excuse me’s, you caught up to him. “Hey, Simo-”
He quickly cut you off by saying “Lieutenant.” His large steps made it practically impossible for you to keep up. 
Rolling your eyes at his comment, you went to speak, but not before almost tripping over your own feet from moving so fast just to stay at his pace, “Fuck! Lieutenant,” you said, “Can you please stop for a second?” With a deep sigh he abruptly stopped just before he reached the doors to exit the building and turned towards you, causing you to run straight into his chest.
Suddenly nervous from bumping into him and the way his eyes were just peering straight into your soul now, you took a few steps back and quietly said, “Why have you been avoiding me?” His stature and how he loomed over you made you regret even deciding to confront him on this. Was it immature? Foolish? His eyes were so relentless, the black around them definitely didn’t help that.
“I haven’t been,” his voice grew gruffer. Was he mad at you? Obviously he had been since he couldn’t seem to scrounge together enough time to visit you, especially after what you went through. It was hard to have seen the people under your command explode in front of you. It was harder now that the person you thought would understand your pain wasn’t there for you at all. 
“Then why didn’t you visit me at the hospital? Or even say anything to me since I’ve gotten back onto base?”
He didn’t say anything, he just stared at you. He was really starting to piss you off. There were boots approaching from behind you. The loud thumping of them seemed so distant, your head pounded with frustration and you could only focus on how cold Ghosts eyes were. The sudden touch of a hand on your shoulder took you by surprise. 
Your slight jump made Soaps hand pull back, you were the first to break the eye contact you and Ghost shared as you turned to look at Soap who seemed unaffected by the growing tension that he had interrupted. Looking between both of you he said, “Sorry to interrupt, but Gaz was talking about doing something for lunch together,” he said. When no one said anything he continued, “Would you two like to join?”
“No,” Ghost quickly replied and turned, pushing the double doors open to leave the hallway you had been in for what seemed like an eternity. Shit. Realizing you didn’t get the answer you needed, you turned to Soap and said, “I’ll be there, just give me a few minutes,” before flashing him a quick smile and pushing the double doors open.
After doing a quick jog to catch up to Ghost once again, you felt the anger of his non response bubbling inside you. Not thinking, you shoved his shoulder and practically shouted, “What the fuck is your problem?” Your shove did nothing to him except cause an annoyance. 
He swung around to face you, “My problem is that you never know when to quit!” he replied in the same tone you used on him. Fuck, he was scary. His eyes seemed to flash red and his voice was deeper than you were used to. You immediately regretted the way you approached this the second time around. 
Annoyingly, you could feel the prickle of tears. You refused to look this weak in front of him. There was a sinking feeling making it’s way into your chest. You gave him one last look, tears almost ready to fall now, and turned around back the way you came. You refused to look back at him as you wiped your eyes with the back of your hand.
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This lunch idea that Gaz had wasn’t as bad as you thought it was going to be. It was just you, Gaz, and Soap sitting in the dining facility on base, eating the just okay food that was offered. Compared to what you’ve seen from mess halls before, you were just grateful it wasn’t mush and actually recognizable. 
Soap said your last name after swallowing a mouthful of food, “What was happening between you and Ghost earlier?” 
Your face grew warm, and you didn’t know if it was from anger or embarrassment. You didn’t want anyone to know how easily Ghost could sway your emotions, especially not Soap or Gaz. Yeah, you were close with them, but you still didn’t like to come across as anything other than tough. You had worked very hard to get to this point, and it definitely wasn’t by putting the feelings you had for a member of your team on full display for everyone to say. “Oh, it was nothing, just wanted to ask him what kind of eyeliner he used,” you said with the straightest face you could muster. Gaz and Soap shared a look before they began to laugh. You couldn’t back your laughter either. This is definitely what you needed after the headache that he-who-must-not-be-named put you through.
“Wonder if the commissary on base keeps it in stock just for him,” Gaz said between his spurts of laughter.
You guys talked, cracked jokes, and laughed for who knows how long. You sure as hell didn’t until you looked down at the digital watch on your wrist, “Oh shit, it’s late!” It was 5:30. Okay sure, it wasn’t that late, but you had been there awhile. You decided it was time to call it quits and head back to your room in the dormitories. You said your goodbyes to Soap and Gaz before leaving the hall.
The air was cool against your face and the sky was slowly starting to turn that light violet color that happens right before sunset. As you walked, the shadows of the buildings began to grow and grow. It was getting dark quicker than you expected and you felt like you were being watched. 
Your pace quickened as you saw the building that housed the teams rooms. Once you had left Soap and Gaz, that sinking feeling settled back into your chest. You felt so dumb after confronting Ghost. What right did you really have to do that? 
You finally reached the door to your room and entered. The familiar space let you relax at least a little bit. You untied your boots and kicked them off before sitting on your bed, letting out a deep sigh. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. With a groan, you got up and opened it to see who’d be bothering you. 
Unexpectedly, you were met with a skull mask. Your eyes hardened as you met his stare. “What?” you said coldly.
Ghost cleared his throat, “May I come in?” Your brain was screaming at you to say no and tell him to fuck off, but you just couldn’t pull yourself to do it. There was something in his eyes that made you cave. With a nod, you stepped aside letting him squeeze past you. He didn’t have his usual plate vest, the millions of straps he always had on, or his gloves, just his grey jacket, jeans, and boots.
Closing the door behind him, you asked, “What did you come here for?”
“I…” he looked down at his hands, “I wanted to.. apologize for what I said earlier.”
An apology from Mr. Tough Guy? You crossed your arms over your chest, “Get on with it then.”
Clearing his throat once more, his gaze moved up to your eyes and said, “I’m sorry for what I said earlier, it’s just that..,” He fell silent.
Your patience being test, “It’s just that what?” You said in the calmest voice you could muster up.
He took a step closer to you, “It’s just that I’ve never had feelings like this before except for when I was a school boy,” his eyes softened, “I feel this incessant need to protect you, be there for you,” another step. “You being hurt made me feel somehow responsible for what happened.”
You couldn’t believe the words that were coming from the mask, “What..?”
Step. “I couldn’t bare to see you in that hospital bed, hurt from something I could’ve at least tried to prevent,” one last step before you were practically touching, “These feelings scared me and I knew I shouldn’t have been feeling them, which is why I’ve been so cold to you.”
You were at a loss for words. “Simon, you must know that there was nothing you could’ve done to stop it,”
He shook his head, “I should’ve been there with you, there were so many variables I could’ve changed, but…I didn’t. I hated the dark feeling it gave me just thinking about it all, thinking about you hurt.”
“I.. I don’t know what to say,” you were looking up at him, he stood so tall over you. It was ironic to think about this huge man being so open towards you. “What are you trying to tell me?”
Your first name rolled so easily off his tongue, “I have feelings for you.”
You felt your face grow hot, your heart beating so loud you started to think maybe he could hear it. You had always imagined him admitting his feelings to you, but he was so stoic and nonchalant you never thought he would actually do it, “So do I, Simon,” The lump in your throat made it hard to speak those words. 
He placed his large hands on your waist. He leaned his head down so that his mouth was next to your neck, “You don’t know how long I’ve thought about you,” His hot breath tickled as he spoke. Your arms reached up for his shoulders, leaving more space for him to pull you closer to him. “Have you thought about me in the same way?”
You desperately wanted to tell him that ever since you joined 141 you’ve wanted this, you just always thought it wasn’t going to happen. “Yes, I have,” was all you could manage to say without revealing too much about just how deeply you felt for him. You wanted to kiss him so badly, or just even to feel his skin against yours. You reached up for the hem of his sun-bleached mask, moving to pull it up. With one swift motion he grabbed your hands and pulled away from you. 
“No, don’t do that,” his eyes were so tender, they almost seemed hurt that you tried to remove the thing that gave him his anonymity.
“Why? Are you ugly under there?” You joked, hoping to ease the tension of your boundary crossing. He let out a chuckle.
“Quite the opposite,” you could hear the smirk in the way he said it. What a cheeky bastard. With that boundary understood now, he closed the distance between you two once more. This time his hand slipped under your shirt and rested on the small of your back, his hand felt cool against your warm skin. 
“I couldn’t stand the terrible feeling I got from seeing the way you were upset with me, especially after I snapped at you,” His free hand caressed your cheek as his thumb brushed against your bottom lip, gently pulling it down, “I hadn’t realized just how much I was hurting you,” his hand began to move down your side, stopping at the hem of your pants and gently pushing in, “Let me make it up to you..”, you could feel his calloused fingers against your skin and he finally moved into your panties. You could feel your heat pulse with anticipation.
A knock came at the door, followed by the doorknob turning. Shit. Ghosts head whipped towards the door as he quickly pulled away from you. The room turned cold.
When the door opened, it was Soap. He looked between you two and raised an eyebrow, “Whats going on here?” Without a word, Ghost moved past Soap in the doorway, looking over his shoulder at you just before he left your sight. Soap had watched Ghost leave too, but now he was looking at you, still expecting an answer. 
Your face flushed, still experiencing the warm feelings Ghost gave you, you cleared your throat and said, “It was nothing.” Soap narrowed his eyes as if he didn’t fully believe you, but he continued anyways, “Just wanted to say goodnight before I headed off to bed.”
You gave him a small smile and said, “Well, goodnight.”
Soap gave a tiny nod and said, “Goodnight,” before he closed the door. You could hear his footsteps making their way down the hall. With a breath of relief you fell onto your bed. What the fuck just happened?
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prttylight · 10 months
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Home ; Anakin Skywalker
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@ Anakin Skywalker × Female!Reader
Summary: Reader runs away from home because of her parents' mental abuse, Anakin receives her.
Warning: Mental Abuse
Tags: Comfort, Confessions, Friends to Lovers
You can also read it in AO3!
Walking along the street, it looked like the sky was about to fall, the storm was strong, and your wet clothes made it difficult to advance. Some people were running under the rain, and others hid under the roof; you walked, how fast you were able. 
You were mentally tired, and even if you were freezing, it was so much better than staying in your parent's house. You knew the way to your comfort, to the person who could make you safe, and loved. At the end of the street, a little blue house highlighted among the others, your hands shaking, and your wet eyes weren't a barrier to knock on the door; at first, with a soft punch, but when no one answered, your desperation took control under your decisions. You heard the steps coming, and tried to straighten your hair; the door opened, letting you see him. 
Anakin was startled, his clothes were dirty and his face was stained with dust, but you were worse off. Your wet hair, red nose and eyes worried him immediately, wrapping his arms around and pulling you inside. 
“ Are you out of your mind? Don't you know how dangerous it is going out with this storm?” Anakin took off one of his clothes to cover you, his voice sounded like he was furious, you were aware that he was worried; he was always worried about you, and you also wanted to do something for him, but he never came to you to ask for a favour. His hands attempted to share some warmth, your skin was cold and the wet clothes did not help. 
“I'm sorry, I didn't know where else to go'' Hearing your whisper, made Anakin understand. You didn't mean to put yourself in danger, you just wanted to escape. Anakin was aware of the problem that your parents represented, instead of being responsible for their own mistakes, they chose to responsibilize you for that. Mentally abusing you, every time they were stressed. 
He lent you some clothes, they were too big for you but the fabric was soft and a faint whiff of Anakin’s perfume, which instantly made you feel safe. R2D2 was there, next to you, you posed your hand on the top of his head. 
“Hi, R2” he made some happy robotic sounds causing your smile. Anakin entered the room checking if you were more calm than before, you noticed him and without stopping yourself you called him. Right away, your ears blushed. 
“ Sorry, I was just… Are you feeling better now? ” It was the first time that Anakin looked like this, shy or at least that was how you saw him. He wasn't shy, he was trying to hide his anger, his frustration for not being able to protect you from your parents. 
“ Yes, thank you for the clothes” you replied, settling down to get out of the bed. With a smile "Did I surprise you?”
Anakin leaned against the door frame.
“ A lot, actually. But I'm glad you came here” If you were close to him, he knew that he could protect you. “Is there something you want to eat?” 
Standing up you smiled kindly, Anakin's house was beautiful, it was comfortable but most of all it had Anakin in it; however no matter how kind he is, you could not abuse his time and space. 
“No, I think I should go to my house” The abuse of your parents, their words were strong, but that shouldn't mean that you should simply carry away yourself for your desires. You passed by his side. “ I will send you back these clothes, probably tomorrow after work. Sorry for annoying your evening”
“Annoying?” Anakin laughed stunned. “If I tell you I don't find you annoying, would you stay for dinner?”
You giggled nervously, his touch on your wrist and his words were a clarifying factor as to why your heart was beating so fast. You knew you were useless, that your feelings for Anakin were something that you could not allow yourself, that you should try harder for being enough. 
“ Anakin, really, I'm glad but-” 
“ If you’re glad, you should thank me accepting my proposing” 
Anakin was asking you for something, and you couldn't handle saying no to him. You were good at cooking, so you offered to do it, but Anakin was very persistent with the idea of him cooking. You and R2D2, were not convinced as much as him, promising to keep an eye on him, the result was good, and a much tastier meal than you had thought was served.
“ What did they say this time?” Suddenly Anakin asked in the silence of the dinner, since you didn't understand, he added “I mean, your parents, what did they say? “
“ Uh, nothing, they were angry and we fought” Trying to sound like you were fine, your eyes didn't direct towards him. 
“You fought…?” Anakin asked before fakely smiling. “If they are insulting, it's not a fight. Its abuse ”
Stupid, dumb bitch, useless, you're only a problem. 
“ No… I don't think it's like that” you murmured trying to convince yourself. You were aware that your parents weren't the best, or even kind. You felt hurt, unfortunately they were your parents, and no matter how much pain they do to you, hating them was so much harder than anyone could imagine. 
“ You don't deserve to be treated like this” Anakin affirmed with the confidence that you didn't have.  Anakin grabbed your hand, gently touching it. “Not even for your parents” 
His voice was sweet, giving you chills, your heart was weak. 
“ Anakin, you're kind and I don't deserve-” 
“ T/n don't even dare to say that, you're fantastic” Anakin breathed, he needed to ask for it “Stay this night” 
You didn't pretend to misunderstand his words. 
“ I like you, and I want to stay with you, I want to protect you” He added.
Maybe, there was nothing to misunderstand. He kneels down in front of you.  “Ani…” you were out of breath. “ I like you too ”
OKAY I made so much mistakes, remember spanish is my first language and im just learning english.
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darkphoenix07 · 10 months
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Hey, i saw you offered to write some stories on mental health and support, thank you for doing that, it really means a lot. I don’t know it it is linked to “be supportive”, but would you mind writing something about a female reader who lost her dad when she was a teenager but it’s like her uni graduation and sees a lot of dads being there but her dad unfortunately isn’t so she’s sad and feels under the weather. With hongjoong being her boyfriend? Hongjoong would support her and make her feel less lonely. If it is not related don’t worry, I understand. Thank you so much in advance!
Hongjong supporting you on your graduation day as your dad is dead and you're sad
Mental health request
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Paring : Hongjong x Reader
Genre : Angst, Fluff, Romance
8:25 a.m.
You wake up with a little headache because of how drunk you were last night. Your boyfriend gave a little party yesterday night because today is your graduation day. You already found a job for you and you were as successful as your dad had always wanted you to be. But with him gone, yesterday's party was more of an angst to you than fun.
Hongjong's nicely done talks with your family and friends carried the whole party, you didn't have to waste a sweat on it. So, you were lost whole night, drinking, missing your dad already. You two had many plans regarding your graduation but he just had to leave you like that so early. Your heart aches by the thoughts first thing in the morning. Hongjong was already up like he always did. You could smell creamy butter, salted caramel and omelette.
You get out of bed and take a shower before coming down. You see Hongjong in a white shirt and formal black pant. He looks so nicely put together where your hair is still damped and your cloths are not even ironed. If he is the perfectionist, you were the messy one.
Hearing your foot steps, he stands up and comes to you taking you in his arms, curling your body into his as he rests some soft kisses on your neck, "Good morning, sweetheart. Today is gonna be a great day, you know."
You smile smelling him, he has always liked almond, olive shampoo and smells like that right now. It is intoxicating and just the way you like.
"Thanks," all you say before he makes you sit on the chair. He treats you like a baby and you enjoy it too much that you let your pride aside. Your dad has always taught you to be an independent woman but he has always pampered you, take care of you. Hongjong does the same to you. He loves how independent you are, how perfectly you can do your things but he protects you in his own ways.
After finishing breakfast, you wear your lavender slit dress and get ready. You see Hongjong waiting for you downstairs. You smile as he takes your hand, "Let's go."
After finishing with everything at the graduation ceremony, you notice your friends and classmates with their dads. It was overwhelming you how close they were, how proud their dad was. Your eyes become watery as you get lost in thoughts wondering how happy your dad would have been today. How lonely it makes you feel though your mother and whole family is here, even your boyfriend.
Suddenly flashlight covers your eyes making you blink fast, "Hey!!!" You look as a drop of tear fall from your eyes. It's Hongjong standing with his vintage camera in hand. He loves taking pictures of you and sticking them in his studio. He likes remembering your happy times when he is feeling frustrated in his studio, that's what he said.
You smile as he stands in front of you, "Hold this," and give you a bouquet of lily and his camera. He bends down and fixes your heel's lace, "You are so careless. You could have fallen if you didn't have anyone fix your lace."
As he stands, you keep staring at him. After your dad died, he took you in his apartment. You didn't want to but when you saw him getting more closer and happier with you, you let it in.
He brushes your tears away with his thumb, "Let it sink in if it wants to come. But not all day. We have an after dinner."
You smile but when takes the bouquet and camera from your hand and hugs you, you breakdown in tears letting in all the emotions you were holding onto. It had been hours you have kept these feelings to yourself and the fact that he has been noticing it from yesterday, hurt you even more.
He has become your pillar, your best supporting system. You didn't know what you would do without him.
He pats your back as he says, "Don't worry, love. We can feel heartaches, we can overcome them too. That's what makes us human."
After some moments, you sigh and calm down. He takes your picture with your friends and family, in front of your college. He takes pictures with you and when everything finishes, he takes you in his arms telling your family and friends, "This is highly inappropriate but I'm stealing my girlfriend away from all of you. Don't call her, don't come to meet her. Tonight, I'm and only I am going to pamper her, bye."
As he tucks you in the car, everyone starts mocking you two playfully.
"You are insufferable," you tell him and he pecks you as he says,
"You are irresistible."
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biochemjess · 1 year
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Big Dragon: Review and Recap Ep8
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And off we go, right into resentment and hurt feelings clear open communication, a sincere apology, and a mature response from Yai. We actually had character growth! 
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Yai puts aside his issues with abandonment and recognizes that Mangkorn advancing his career is an important life decision. Okay, I’m going to need a minute to sit down and absorb all this maturity. 
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Poor Yai is still devastated by this. He’s trying to hold it together and put on a brave front, but inside he’s a mess and Mangkorn knows it, so then they’re both crying. Honestly, great work from them both here. 
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Then a brief interlude at his mom’s grave with the whole family. For what was probably the first time, Yai asks his dad if he misses Yai’s mom. We see Yai understanding that loss isn’t just black and white. Dad does offer some sage advice about the unknowable future. It’s what Yai needs to hear right now. He doesn’t know what is going to happen. He needs to face each day as it comes. 
(It’s been one of the better themes of this show that Yai wants this certainty in life and he often clings to the past. Mangkorn keeps hoping the future will sort itself out before it gets there. If there’s one frustration I had with BD, it’s that it had good themes and decent actors with fabulous chemistry, but the script just couldn’t back it up.)
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This show might have had a weak plot but the cinematography department was on point. Just looking at the beautiful blocking in this scene. Mangkorn and Yai separated by the path into the dark unknown. Mangkorn in Yai’s colors and Yai in Mangkorn’s. They are still inextricably connected but separated. 
As the scene progresses, Yai moves into Mangkorn’s space, then Mangkorn moves into Yai. They talk, they listen, they barely hold back tears. 
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Oh, we learn that Yai knew about this because Mangkorn told him when he thought Yai was asleep. *sigh* We also found out earlier that Mangkorn’s mom is going to deal with the whole engagement thing for him. While Yai was out here maturing, Mangkorn is not actually dealing with his issues. You’re all just teaching him that he can get away with conflict by hiding from it. 
Bad, writers, bad. 
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I knew it! I called it back in Ep3 that those fireflies would show up again. Although, I’ve never seen fireflies move that fast. They’re like the sloths of insects not the cheetahs. 
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Yai picks up the memorabilia from Mangkorn (OMG, Mangkorn, are you trying to crush this poor boy’s soul?! He’s even hugging his stuffed dragon.) and then more crying from Isbanky. I hope they kept him well hydrated when they filmed this episode.  
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Here is the time jump we all knew was coming. I have to give Big Dragon credit for doing this as a slow progress through the months. It’s not a jump, but a gentle flow of time. Yai is still clinging to Mangkorn by wearing his signature red, but the sadness is dulling. This moment was too cute. Mangkorn has his tiger. 
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What is a time skip without a bit of product placement from Isbanky’s brand. (I saw this really heart wrenching speech from Isbanky that they couldn’t get any brand endorsements for the show because he just wasn’t a bankable star. At least he can try to endorse his own stuff.)
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Then we’re back to the opening of the bar. Interestingly Yai is in his green and wearing the tiger amulet. Hm, I’m not sure what to make of that. Is this just his work ensemble now?
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Then the boys are back in their usual form, Mangkorn wheedling things out of Yai and Yai grumpily admitting to his feelings. It’s nice to see that some things did not change. 
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Mangkorn admits that he doesn’t want to leave Yai again and (FINALLY!) admits he needs to sort things out with his family. But surprise(!) Yai is ready to move to NYC to be with Mangkorn. Honestly, the two of them are adorable together. They bicker so cutely. I’d say this is Yai and Mangkorn, but this behavior is also peak MosBank, who act exactly like this together. 
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Again with the lovely cinematography! The boys spent the whole night by the water, getting eaten alive by mosquitos, and talking. Yai sagely admits that they can’t know the future. 
More than anything I’m impressed that Mangkorn is still conscious. That is a LOOONG flight. How has he not passed out from exhaustion?! Bad breath is the least of his issues right now. I’ve flown 16+ hours and I was not up for a long night of meaningful conversation. I was barely up for finding a taxi. 
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Aw, so cute!!! I guess Mangkorn finally brushed his teeth and they chipped away at their 12 month sex deficit. (Little disappointed that we never got BDSM Yai again.)
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Tao aka Turtle. I don’t know if the writers are suggesting that Yai had a fling, which is very hard to believe with Yai’s intense sense of loyalty. Yai seems surprised but not shocked or panicked like you’d be if the guy you were cheating with showed up. I’m leaning toward this being a new stepbrother.
Then the big shock: Season 2?!?!? 
I can’t figure out if they really have the go head for another season or if that’s just aspirational. I’m guessing if this doesn’t do well enough there won’t be more. Despite plot issues, I actually would like more of this duo. We could get those missing BDSM scenes, Park and Pong’s relationship, and all that sweet, sweet product placement.  
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highfantasy-soul · 4 months
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So with the news that Netflix has cancelled Shadow and Bone season 3 and the Six of Crows spinoff, I feel extra justified in supporting the changes made to the show, specifically the advancement of Kaz's revenge story and Wesper. (This also goes for the Wheel of Time show that I feel shares many similarities to the process of adaptation that S&B faces)
In this day and age, showrunners can't expect 7 seasons of 24 episodes anymore. They have to cram as much into the (shortened) seasons they do get as they possibly can - which is where I and so many others get the frustrating feeling that they aren't sitting in the moments as long as we want them to.
BUT, script writers are having to work within insanely small parameters which makes sprawling fantasy stories (specifically ones based on books and with heavy internal dialogue and a huge cast of characters spread out over the world) extremely difficult to tell without having to cut massive sections to streamline the story or fast track some things/make things much more obvious than is shown in the book (as the internal monologues take care of clearing up confusion in written media).
So the frustration with ending 'slow burn' romances in visual media, while objectively I agree that it sucks we don't get more time to explore the character's feelings for one another, I'd much rather have canon, on-screen Wesper than another 'queerbait' flirtation that those who haven't read the books could just interpret as two guys being pals. Both Jesper and Wylan are side characters to the side characters in the show - they just couldn't get as much time to develop their relationship as say, a show with only two main characters who are the slow burn romance.
I'm glad the Crows got their due in the show - I felt they were all so incredibly in-character even doing things that weren't in the books (as of course, the Crows weren't in the Shadow and Bone books at all) and I love that we got to see more of Matthias in prison and Kaz got his revenge on Pekka in a wonderfully book-accurate way.
People who want one-to-one on-screen adaptations with books seem to ignore the logistical factors showrunners face with their shortened episode counts and the threat of cancellation looming over just about every single first season a show gets now. (Honestly, it's a miracle that Wheel of Time got a 3 season deal to start with so the showrunners could plan out three full seasons to make their bid to keep going with the story as Shadow and Bone didn't even get that).
Should we demand better from companies like Netflix that continually cut budgets and axe shows despite their massive popularity so they can save money? Yeah, duh. But let's put our anger and frustration where it deserves: on the powers that be, not those who are desperately trying to write a meaningful story in those terrible conditions.
Kind of a huge part of the writer and actor strikes was against these practices that make it so difficult for artists to make a consistent living in conditions that can sustain art rather than just content. We've still got a ways to go, but in the mean time, I'm going to enjoy the work they are able to create and view it from a more grounded perspective, understanding that they have time, monetary, and casting constraints they've got to work within.
If you want slow burns, go to books where authors have an infinite number of pages they can stretch the romance out in and you get all the juicy inner dialogues. For now, slow burn anything isn't really possible in the visual media sphere - not ones that are guaranteed to come to fruition at least.
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Hi! You're one of the best artists I know, would you mind if I asked you for advice as one? I'm trying to get into drawing and I post my stuff but the feedback flatlines so fast, and no amount of self criticism helps me find what might be "wrong". Like okay, I'm not da Vinci or anything, but it's not that bad if I'm honest. Could you recommend something or share your experience with starting an art blog? The only thing I can think of is switching to a different fandom that I know is popular and trying to get a reaction out of them, maybe it just doesn't want to take off in the one I'm currently drawing for. Thanks in advance, and I hope you have a fab day.
Let me tell you that I understand your struggle very well. Lack of feedback when you put time and effort into your work can be very discouraging.
I have few advices but they are very tumblr oriented, because what’s well received on this site doesn’t always work elsewhere.
It’s true that a lot depends on how big and popular fandom is and is it it’s sunset or sunrise.
I heard that it helps if you post in the evenings, regardless of time zone. And then reblog it the next day for a “second shift”.
Now, keeping in mind that it’s tumblr, humor is what usually attracts the most attention. To the point where art skills matter less or nothing at all and it can be a bit frustrating if you compare. But not everyone wants to draw comics or goofy stuff so, you know, can’t really force yourself to draw something when your heart isn’t in it.
It definitely helps if your drawings have gay theme. (Although wlw ships get significantly less attention than mlm ones. I’m not getting into why is that in this post, but it’s fascinating)
Oh and also a bit random advice if you draw original stuff, not related to any fandom: draw it like it is for a fandom. As if everyone already knows these characters. I don’t know why but it somehow makes it more alluring.
Now I feel like I should add that current internet climate distorted our perception of what is a lot of notes. 50 notes doesn’t seem like much, but if you imagine 50 real people come up to you and say they like your art it becomes a lot. And also that we need to be our own biggest fans and draw with our taste in mind first.
That being said, nothing makes one improve faster than receiving positive feedback, so I hope these advices were helpful and work out for you! And thank you for considering me “one of the best”, I’m very flattered ♥️
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asherscake · 2 years
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Again, no writing talent just putting out some thoughts, for all my fellow Yuki Fans out there, because we need more Yuki Content. Sorry in advance owo 
So this turned out a bit longer than my usual stuffs and a few dirty words in the end and a tiny bit of choking. Not much much as I do not have confidence in writing smut nor am I good at endings oopsy.
 Just a little writing (I would say) regarding the last GP where Yuki couldnt race. 
Yuki was not in a good mood today, no he was pissed and that was saying it in a nice way. Not driving the GP tomorrow had him upset and he got mad pretty fast, even tho he tried to work on these issues and it got better, he was still learning to get his emotions under control as the young man he is. Not so easy to always keep the emotions in line as a young man who was still growing up.
Its been 20 Minutes since he made it to the Hotel room, and his mood did not get any better. He was cursing his life out in japanese and as attractive as you found it when he talked in his mother language you knew better to interrupt him with the usual “Its not your fault, it will be better next time etc.” lines because saying something like this would only anger him more. Sometimes you actually found it very cute when he was cursing, because who were you kidding Yuki was a little marshmallow, a cutie pie when looking at him. But his actions and his behavior was not always cute and adorable. To put it pluntly Yuki was a devil in disguise and it was something you were not prepared as you got to know him better. Yuki was a mystery to you even after almost 3 years of dating.
 After his shower was done, he wrapped a towel around his waist and sat down at the edge of your temporary bed. Running a hand throug his stil lwet hair in frustration. “You done cursing out the whole world?” you asked, with a chuckle. Trying to lighten the mood. “Its just bullshit, the whole thing is bullshit, how come they can not fix car for tomorrow ? dont they wanna do their job or what is their fuckin’ problem?” he said drinking some Water. Now what were you  going to say ? Nothing would make it better and you knew that. “I am sure the engineers and the whole crew is working overhours Yuki. They are doing their best, dont blame them so hard” “If they work so hard why cant I race tomorrow ?” he asked, anger rising in him again. You sighed and shook your head. “Yuki, enough now” you said, more warning him. “Or what ?” he asked looking at you, he loved to talk back to you like he was a 6 year old, because it got on your nerves every time. Worst part was, you didnt even know what to do, there was nothing you could do or say to back up your warning. “Thought so” he said as you just kept silent. 
“Alright Mr. “ you started again and stood up. “I am going out for food now. You can either continue to be a dramatic bitch or you can come with me and if you behave I will buy you Ice cream later” might as well treat him like the 6 year old he was right now. Getting your jacket and your purse, Yuki didnt move an inch. “I am a dramatic bitch ?” Oops, might have said the words he hated the most. “Right now yes. I do understand how shitty it is, I really do baby, but to act like the crew isnt working hard enough or is not trying to fix the car on purpose or whatsoever is just a bitch move and very dramatic on top of that” you said, saying the words again. Yuki hated nothing more in this world than being called a dramatic bitch. And he was not having it today, not after his car failure, not after being told he cant race tomorrow, not today. And you were going to get punished for this. 
You looked at him, waiting for an answer of what he wanted to do, but as soon as he got up you saw that you messed up. Yuki always had a cold look into his eyes, when he was mad. It was like someone had ripped out all of his humanity leaving only the devilish parts behind. Right now it was giving you shivers. You looked down, not wanting to look at him again, things he hated even more, you not looking at him. Standing in front of you now. “Look at me” he ordered, but you refused making him curse out in japanese once again. “Look at me when you talk shit fuckin cunt.” he said again, but you kept your ground, heart beating faster, because angry Yuki had a bad effect on you, the effect of turning you on. You loved his angry side so much, it was no wonder you pushed him sometimes on purpose just so he would snap and take all his anger out on you. Right now however you regretted it a bit, because you knew how much he was hurt and troubled by the recent events, it just slipped your mouth when he was acting like a spoiled brat. 
As you didnt follow his orders, he lost it. His hand wrapped around your throat, making you moan out. You finally looked at him, seeing his devilish grin. Oh the things his grin does to you, you felt the heat creeping up all over your body. “You wanna repeat what you said ?” he asked, tightening his grip around your neck even more “I am sorry” you whispered out. “You know I hate it the most when you call me that” he growled into your ear and you just nooded slightly not daring to say a word. His hand leaving your throat alone, only to be placed in your hair. Not giving you any second to understand the situation he dragged you back to the bed, by your hair. Now towering you down beneath him. Hand pinned above your head. “You got some words to spare now too ? Or where did your attitude go ?” he spat out, mocking you with his tone. “Two options, you beg me for forgivness and I might go easy on you or you can keep talking shit to me and I will fuck so hard you wish you never boarded that plane 2 days ago. Your choice baby Girl” 
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kittentaegu · 4 months
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Sweet Things || one
Taehyung x Y/n
Genre: Hoilday mini series; fluff, eventual smut
Summary: Every year since you opened your bakery, you offer holiday themed frosting and decorating parties. Gingerbread was the most popular of the season. But you didn't expect something so popular that you enjoy so much to bring something new into your life.
Warnings: mention of being cheated on. Eventual smut.
a/n: this is unedited, please be gentle.
The hustle and bustle of the season rushed by outside your small, but cozy bakery. Today was one of those days you offered an experience for anyone who wanted to sign up. Normally, it was birthday parties, couples, friend groups all enjoying some time frosting mini cakes, cupcakes, cookies, etc. While not booked out like some places, it was a nice added thing from time to time. Sometimes it was only one couple. Other times it might be five. That sort of thing. But for the holidays, it booked out months in advance.
This particular session was already in swing. Your holiday playlist was playing softly in the background, adding more to the Christmas ambience your bakery currently showcased. There were garlends with twinkly lights, wreaths, and varried decorations that all came together tastefully. There was even a tree, fully decorated, with cute ornaments that were mostly bakery type things.
At that moment, as your eyes scanned to see if anyone might need some help, the door swung open, the bell chiming charmingly to alert that another costemer had entered. It wasn't often, but it did happen from time to time. You were stunned to see that it was a man by himself, signing in to build and decorate a gingerbread house. The gingerbread house days were always fully booked. Always. Though from time to time, a breakup ensued and caused one or none of a party to arrive. The man strolling casually to an empty seat, yet looked like he belonged on a runway, was alone. But he didn't look upset, weepy, or bitter. He looked at ease. Content even. He sat next to the only other empty seat. Was his girlfriend arriving late as well?
Minutes went by, but no one else entered your bakery. He sat there, tilting his head slightly as he observed the station set up before him. After those few minutes, he began placing two pieces of the house together. Quick on your feet, you rushed to offer your help.
"Good afternoon, Sir." you calmly, yet brightly greeted.
"Hello." he calmly replied, before looking up at you.
You weren't sure if you froze at the sound of his beautiful voice, or the stunning pair of eyes gazing into yours. It seemed to all happen so fast.
"May I suggest waiting for the rest of your party to arrive?" You didn't want to assume, nor pry. But you've seen plenty of people start without everyone being present, and the disapointment on the faces of those that felt left out for being late.
"I'm alone." he replied in a subdued tone. His eyes unfocused in some thought, before his mouth twitched with some emotion. To you it seemed like frustration and a touch of sadness.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have commented."
Quickly, he shook his head, waving reassuringly at you.
"No, no. I understand." He bit his lip, looking away in thought. "I decided to go ahead and do all the things I'd signed us up to do. Why stay at home when I can still do these things by myself."
You clocked his expresion. He seemed alright with how things were at the moment.
"Did you sign up for many things?" You really did feel a pull of intreague. Unable to help but to ask, and to slip into the chair next to him.
"Only a few. This. Ice skating. A hot chocolate stroll. A cooking class for a holiday-meal-how-to." He shrugged it off, but looked more irritated than sad. You sensed a breakup. Yet it didn't seem recent. That. Or it hadn't been too serious with him.
"That's a nice way to think about things. It can be fun to do things by yourself. Even if that wasn't the original plan."
Nodding, he went back to figuring out what sides were what, and a giggle slipped out if you as you reached to show him what pieces went were.
"Also, frosting helps to stick it together, you know." You smiled at him, and his gaze went to your face, sliding down to rest on your mouth a moment too long, before darting his gaze to focus extra on frosting a line of the house.
"Oh right." he uttered in mild distraction and a tiny bit of embaressment. "Stick together." he murmered much more quietly to himself. Before shifting in his seat.
It was impossible to not notice the way he swallowed. Or how his eyes peeked over at you again. Was it just you. Or was he acting a bit interested in you?
Your breakup had been two years ago. And you hadn't found anyone worth your time since. This guy...Well he was certainly attractive. But you don't base things off of looks. He seemed kind hearted to you. Warm.
"Am I doing this right?" he asked, and you helped him line up the sides that needed to connect. It was an obvious thing to do. So it was also obvious why he asked.
At first, he hesitated at your hands brushung his. Then he leaned in closer to you, using the exuse of a better angle to hold the pieces together as the set.
The next hour went by wonderfully, though too fast for your liking. Because you were really starting to like this guy. He'd introduced himself as Taehyung, and you'd given your name in reply. And it went on from there. With only a few interuptions from other guests asking for assistence from time to time; the two of you just clicked.
He liked much of the same music as you. You knew where his favorite hidden jem place was for this city. He loved fall and winter as much as you. And you both had a way of lingering gazes, and longer than nessasary touches that summed it all up. You were definitely way into each other.
The last guest, besides Taehyung, had left minutes earlier. Currently, the two of you were putting the finishing touches on the gingerbread house. And it was admirable at how well it was turning out, considering the fact that the two of you spent more time gazing at each other or watching the other's hands, than the structure itself.
Taehyung picked up a candy that would complete the patern the two of you had going on the roof, placing it after you placed your last piece. Admiring your work, a satisfactory smile played at the corners of your lips.
Briefly, you felt his breath on your cheek.
"This might seem fast. And you don't have to answer. But..." he wet his lips before continuing, " Do you have a boyfriend or anyone?"
This caught you off guard. Because it did feel a bit soon. And yet. You found yourself wondering if he was available as well.
"It's been two years for me, since I had anyone romantically in my life."
His eyes sparked up at that. Glistening like stars.
"Do you think...after you close for the night..." he started to ask. "I mean. Well, it's been a while for me, too. I signed up for all this stuff at the beginning of the summer. Right before I caught her...I mean before the breakup." He took a deep, steadying breath. "I would like to get back into dating. I thought I wasn't ready enough, but. Spending time with you building this gingerbread house was great."
As he waited for your response, you could almost hear and see his heart beating wildly. He looked like he was hoping for the best, but preparing to make a run for it if you turned him down.
"It won't take me long to close up early." you replied, a coyness you hadn't heard in your voice in a long while.
A beautiful smile lit his face and he jumped up, grabbing his jacket.
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
"I'll come in early to clean up. All I have to do is do protocall with the register and money, then lock up."
Taehyung nodded, then fidgeted as he watched you zip around to get everything done you absolutely needed to.
The last thing was to flip all the lights off, wich also turned your decorations off as well; then locked the door and checked it.
"Do you wanna go ice skating with me next week." he asked as you turned to join him.
"That sounds fun!" you replied with anticipation.
"First, let's go get some dinner. I ate way too many sugary things while building that gingerbread house." You both shared a laugh; and everything felt so...easy with him.
"And what do you think about after dinner?"
He took your hand, as if it had always been like that. Natural and always existing like that. Gazing up at the wintery evening sky, he hummed in thought.
"Should we walk around a park? Or see a movie?" Turning to you, his smile widened. "What would you like to do? I'm game for anything with you."
Anything, huh? What an interesting thing to think about. The options could be endless. And this was only the very start of your new beginning with him.
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I think kids’ questions should always be answered. Always. No matter what.
“because I said so” or “because that’s the way things are” or “you’ll understand when your older” are stupid answers that makes kids not want to talk to you and teaches them blind faith in authority and tradition instead of curiosity and an interest in changing the world.
don’t have time to explain something? Communicate that! Just a simple “I’m busy right now but if you write down your question to remind me later, I’ll explain when I have the time.”
Don’t actually know the answer? Ask “what do you think?” or “Hm, let’s look it up,” or “Maybe if we can’t explain it, it’s a bad rule, what rule would make more sense?”
is the answer really advanced and complicated and/or grown up so you don’t have a clue how to explain it to a child? Someone on YouTube has probably made at least a good starting point, and if you can phrase it correctly, kids understand a lot more than people give them credit for.
is the kid just asking “why why why why why” to be annoying? I don’t care, answer anyways. They’ll learn that they can trust you to take them seriously and getting a rise out of you will get boring fast if you refuse to give it to them. Kids’ attention spans are really short.
kids are newbies, they don’t know how anything works!!! Imagine how scary and confusing and frustrating that would be, and that’s all they’ve ever known. They really want to learn, encourage that and maybe learn something interesting alongside them.
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Hjerte: This only happens to me
By Duo V.P.V.M.
Chapter 2
The ground under his feet definitely felt a lot better than the nagging sensation of being swallowed up by the nothing. He looked up, adjusting his glasses, which had been dislodged due to the trip. In front of him, a couple of meters away stood the castle. Its windows were illuminated by the light of thousands of candles and chandeliers.
“It seems that we are in the right place” said who until now knew as Aunt Margge's boyfriend. "In a few more minutes we will be in the safety of the castle, with food, medical attention for you and hopefully fire whiskey for me" stressed the man looking at the blonde who followed behind him.
Harry definitely hadn't  stopped to notice the state of the other boy . Malfoy's face held the usual serious and haughty expression, but thousands of small scratches were scattered all over his body. He had an ugly cut near the eye, a product of what looked like one of Greyback's claws, his lip was split, he had purple on one of his cheekbones. His entire chest was full of deep cuts from which a little blood, but what definitely worried the brunette was the clear mark of teeth that he had on his shoulder.
“By Merlin Malfoy, he bit you!” Harry exclaimed scared
The blond raised an eyebrow, looking at the place he was pointing, where indeed, a rather wild bite was looming.
“Damn it” the blond blurted out “That damn wolf tore off a part of my shirt, now I won't be able to use it. It was new” Draco lamented with a disgusted face "You should be more concerned about the bite and not your Malfoy shirt" Harry scolded. “Why should a useless bite Potter hurry me?” “Because Greyback is a werewolf” The young man pointed out “the bite is irreversible.” "I already know that," Draco said, still not understanding the altered behavior. “Doesn't it worry you at all?” “Not really, I still don't understand where you want to go Potter”
A snort escaped his lips,he gave up  “Whatever  Malfoy, I shouldn't have worried about a worm” Frustrated, the Gryffindor started walking towards the castle. “Wait Potter! Who did you call a worm? You're just a simple cat!” Malfoy yelled as he ran to catch up with the so-called feline. Harry stopped to face his Nemesis  “You, poisonous viper. And don't call me cat, in any case Leon, not cat” “I can call you as I please cracked-face” 
The adult saw the discussion barely containing a laugh, he kept thinking that this year was going to be very interesting and luckily he had front row tickets to see the whole show.
Laughing at that thought, he advanced on the cobblestone path that would lead him to the school gates. Meanwhile, behind him, two teenagers continued arguing.
-D & H-
It was the tenth time he was going to ask if there was any news on the boys. 
The wait was getting on everyone's nerves in the castle. Minerva kept pacing the Great Hall giving orders, even after everything was well organized. Padfoot gnawed on a wooden leg after being stepped on by half the world and confined under one of the tables to avoid getting in the way. And Remus, well, he walked back and forth every so often looking for information on the missing students.
The auror's voice reached him far away, he didn't understand what he was saying, but by his face he knew that someone was still missing.
He began the return to the castle, while he berated himself for getting distracted enough to be hit in the middle of the fight. If he had noticed that the Death Eater had cast the spell he would not have been knocked unconscious. It was his fault that his cub and Malfoy were left alone.
His musings were violently interrupted by a scream. A scream that he didn't like at all.
He retraced his steps as fast as his legs would allow him, his breathing ragged and his heart racing, while he managed to spot a small group of people around something or someone. "Please be fine, please be fine," he muttered to himself as, desperate, made his way among the people gathered there.
The image in front of him stumped him.
Harry Potter remained in the arms of a blond boy that he recognized as Draco Malfoy, who was growling like an animal, and now that the werewolf thought about it, there was a certain scent in the air. His inner wolf growled at it.
“Harry!” Remus exclaimed relief, causing the boy to put aside the unsuccessful attempt to calm the blonde.
"Moony," he said cheerfully, getting rid of the blond's arms running to hug the lycanthrope. "By Merlin, you don't know how relieved I am. Are you ok? I almost had a heart attack  when I found out that Padfoot had left you in the forest alone” "Moony, I'm not breathing," the younger whispered raggedly, laughing at the older man's concern. "And I wasn't alone, Malfoy was with me." He finished after being released by the marauder, while pointing to the blond who was looking at them, growling and showing his teeth.
It was at that moment that he noticed, the scent that the boy gave off was not human. Looking at the deep silver pools shadowed by anger and jealousy, he knew it himself, the true nature of the Slytherin.
“He's a veela” warned the Werewolf.
Harry, who didn't understand the implications of his former professor's words, looked at Malfoy with interest. He was definitely very handsome, attractive, his hair, his skin, his eyes, all of him was perfect. It was not a crazy idea to think that he was a Veela, in fact he himself had considered the possibility a couple of years ago during the World Cups, when he saw the Veelas of the Bulgarian team.
His gaze and the blond's met, silver calling to emerald.
Remus was still attentive to any movement of the smallest of the Malfoy, if the boy was a Veela his reaction could become dangerous.
Out of the corner of his eye he caught someone moving toward the blonde, setting off his alarms. He reached out to prevent whoever it was from advancing further, but his calculations failed and the person escaped from his grasp. There were a few seconds in which his mind stopped reasoning, in which he was only a spectator of that incredible scene; Harry Potter walked slowly towards Draco Malfoy as the blond extended his arms welcoming him.
At that moment he came back to reality and desperately ran towards the brunette, not caring that the veela saw him as a threat.
“Harry, stay away from him!” Remus yelled at the top of his lungs, but it was too late, the smallest boy was a few inches from the protective arms of the veela. “Draco” whispered the brunette placing his hand on the alabaster face “Harry” The Slytherin replied in the same way, looking with adoration at the being in his arms
Silence reigned for long minutes, between surprised aurors, confused or worried teachers, and a couple who looked at each other with something very close to affection. But definitely no one expected what happened next.
The abilities of the youngest Hogwarts seeker shown in their greatest form as he took his blond companion's ear by surprise and pulled it.
“Are you back Malfoy? Or do I have to rip your ear off to make you behave like a normal and decent person?” Harry snapped, leaving the audience with their mouths open. "Ahhh ... Let go of me Potter, you are hurting me," Malfoy complained, returning to his normal state. “You must have thought about that before putting on this whole show” the Gryffindor claimed “Eh ... Harry, I think it would be good to leave the claims for when we are inside the castle” Matteu intervened for the first time.
Harry looked at him nodding, he let go of Malfoy, and started his way to the castle followed closely by Remus, who was trying to get an explanation for what just happened.
"You have work to do if you want to earn his affections," Matteu whispered, knowing that he was heard by the blonde.
In the distance an Auror made the announcement. No student was missing.
-D & H-
The castle was plunged into a state of alarm and chaos, with the commotion of students, teachers running through the corridors, and some aurors guarding the school grounds.
It was one of those aurors who alerted everyone about the arrival of the last two students. The principal, some teachers, students and a dog stampede towards the doors of the castle.
“Snuffles!” Shouted the boy feeling how the big legs of the dog were throwing him to the ground but the blow never came, in his place a soft grip appeared, stopping him.
He already knew who was responsible for it, but without a second thought he poured his attention on his godfather. 
“Snuffles leave Harry alone” Remus scolded him without taking his eyes off the blond boy who was holding his pup.
The dog barked happily, sniffing the air around the boy who lived, instantly noticing the smell of blood emanating from his godson, he took the sleeve of his robe and pulled him towards the infirmary, quickly followed by the youngest Malfoy.
-D & H-
Madame Pomfrey was ready for anything she had to see during the war, everything except the scene in front of her; Draco Malfoy growling at the dreaded Sirius Black, who was also growling, while Harry Potter sitting on a bed stared bored at both men.
“Someone would do me the favor of explaining what's going on” Asked the nurse.
The younger brunet smiled when he saw the nurse's stern expression, both Malfoy and Sirius would definitely be in trouble.
“We came to take care of our wounds” The green-eyed boy answered serenely.
The nurse smiled at the boy as she looked for the damage. Soon his arm was no longer bleeding and the many bruises on his body were disappearing thanks to the nurse's potions.
“This will be enough, but you will not be able to leave here for the rest of the night and tomorrow I will evaluate you to see if you can go” Indicated the nurse. “Thank you very much Poppy” Sirius said smiling as he placed his godson´s shoulder. A growl from the blond caught the woman's attention, who noticed the blond's strange presence. “Mr. Malfoy, could you go up to the bed so I can check the damage?” asked the nurse, being completely ignored by the boy in question “Mister Malfoy ??”
"Draco, get on the bed to have your bite checked," the Gryffindor ordered seriously to the boy in front of him. The blonde just nodded, following the instructions without a second thought.
Sirius watched them, intrigued by the way Malfoy responded to the presence of his cub.
“Malfoy, clarify one thing for me. Why did you stay to help? Why didn't you run away like the rest of the Slytherins?”
Draco looked at him shocked and outraged by the questions.
“First I want to clarify that my friends did not run away. I asked them to go help the younger students. As for Potter, that's a bit more complicated.”
“Explain please. If it isn't too much trouble” Sirius mumbled. “I'm a Veela, well 90% Veela. Three months ago I received my inheritance” The blonde said without preamble.
Harry tensed at the surprise answer, this was definitely getting worse and worse. He wasn't stupid, he knew how to do the math perfectly and the fact that Malfoy didn't leave him alone at all had to do with his inheritance.
“Excuse? Do you think I´m stupid? There is no way that a Malfoy, much less one with Black blood, is a creature. No Black had anything to do with magical creatures, believe me. Incest, yes. Relationships with creatures, no.” "Maybe the Malfoys hid a certain part of their heritage," Draco whispered somewhat uncomfortably. "The point is, I'm 90% dominant Veela" “And your story becomes even more incredible. There hasn't been a dominant Veela in five hundred years. The possibility that a wizard like you would turn out to be a dominant Veela is .0001%”  It was clear that the last of the Black knew what he was talking about  “Maybe you want to add a princess trapped in a tower to your tale, it could be more credible.” “I'm a dominant veela, whether you want to believe it or not.” “Let's say I believe you. Where is your Hjerte? All beings of any species get to know who their Hjerte is as soon as they receive their  inheritance. If you are what you say you are, tell us, Where is it?” Sirius demanded.
The blonde just shifted uncomfortably, diverting his attention for a second to the bed opposite to him.
Harry looked shocked. By Merlin please don´t be what he was thinking. Only that kind of thing could happen to him.
“Malfoy, tell me that Hjerte has nothing to do with a partner” Harry begged.
With a heavy sigh the Slytherin replied “Not exactly, but more often than not it ends up being the case. A Hjerte is something valuable that has to be protected.”
“By Merlin, this only happens to me” whimpered the brunette hiding his face with his hands. “Excuse me but I don't understand” Sirius said somewhat confused “Come on Siri it's more than obvious, I´m Malfoy's Hjerte - the Gryffindor exclaimed somewhat annoyed. “WHAT!?”
"It's pretty easy to notice, I've barely parted Potter´s side since the train" the blonde huffed. Black was slow. “Sirius I suggest you start thinking elsewhere and let me check on Mr. Malfoy” Said Pomfrey, moving the man while placing a car full of material to treat the blonde's wounds “Mr. Malfoy be quiet. Potter better lie down, the regenerating potion I gave you will take time to take effect.”
Stunned as he was, Harry listened and lay down on the bed.
"Draco Malfoy is a Veela ... and I am his Hjerte"
The idea seemed far-fetched to him, and yet it still made sense. Malfoy did looked like a Veela, he behaved like Veela, haughty and all powerful, just like the Veelas of Bulgaria. The only difference was that his aura, his presence denoted power and strength, unlike the other veelas that emitted a more peaceful feeling, submissive so to speak.
"It can only be happening to me"
Suddenly a doubt assailed him.
"Malfoy, since when?" He asked, looking at the silver orbs. “Excuse?” “Since when do you know that I am your Jererte or whatever you say?”
The blonde reflected a bit, from the moment he had received the inheritance  he knew . As soon as he had woken up on his birthday, the first thing he imagined was the brunette's smiling face. In fact, it took all of his pride and self-control to keep him from going out in search of the Gryffindor.
“I think somewhere around two months” Veela finally answered “And believe me I almost had a heart attack when I understood the reason for my incredible desire to go out and look for you” He mocked closing his eyes while the nurse took off his shirt in search of more wounds.
The-Boy-Who-Lived stared at the snowy torso, which was now full of marks, scratches, bruises and small cuts, but what alarmed him most was the bite that decorated his shoulder. Before he had noticed that the wound was deep but never imagined how deep.
"Gods, what wild bears did he tease for it to leave such a bite?" The nurse asked, more annoyed than worried. "It wasn't a bear Madame, it was actually a wolf," Draco corrected her. "Werewolf, what bit Dra ... Malfoy was Fenrir Greyback," the brunette clarified.
He felt guilty about the imminent change the blonde would have to undergo. It was protecting him that he had been bitten. Sadly, he couldn't do anything to prevent that, but at least he could make him see that he was not alone.
The nurse finished cleaning and suturing the wound, leaving a bandage in place. She washed her hands and turned to speak to the young men. Harry sensed that this was the moment when the woman would explain the changes that the boy would undergo, his nerves spiked and instinctively he took the hand of the blonde who looked at him surprised by the action, he only smiled in response, instilling encouragement.
"I have closed and healed all of your wounds Mr. Malfoy, but I regret to inform you" Harry's hand tightened tighter "That you won't be able to play Quidditch for two months if you want your shoulder to be as good as new." "Huh?" The Gryffindor's face was a poem, while Draco just nodded at the nurse's instructions. “Thank you for everything Madame” “H ... Wait ... What happened to the bite? He was a werewolf, you were supposed to warn him about the transformations and that kind of things, '' the dark-haired man blurted out. "There is no need for that, Mr. Potter," the woman clarified. “How there is no need?, there is no cure for a werewolf bite and you say there is no need to explain anything, besides that Malfoy does not seem scared or anything what the hell is going on?” “Mister Malfoy I recommend that you explain to Mr. Potter everything regarding your condition, I will leave you alone but remember to take the potions that are next to your beds in an hour.” And without further explanation Madame Pomfrey left the room leaving a stunned Gryffindor, a doubting Marauder, and a Slytherin who would have to explain many things.
-D & H-
They had been outside the infirmary for more than 30 minutes, walking like caged lions, waiting for information about the health status of the two young men who were inside it.
"Why the hell are they taking so long?" Lucius Malfoy asked out of his mind.
“Calm down Lucius, if Black has come out it's for a reason.” The potionist scolded him.
Lucius Malfoy glared at him for his lack of emotions, but he ran into two obsidians clouded with concern. The blonde just stood next to him, thus allowing the dark professor to take him as a foothold.
“Thank you” Severus whispered with a thin grin in the form of a smile
The door clicked a little and Sirius Black appeared. His face was a whole poem between happiness and concern.
“Black, what happened? Why are you looking like that? Black answer me!!” Severus began with his interrogation, taking the ex-convict by the neck, shaking him desperately.
“Sev, calm down and let him answer” Lucius asked, pulling the potionist's hands away from the brunette's neck.
"Siri, could you tell us how Draco and Harry are?" Remus asked a little more calmly. The former Gryffindor looked at them as hallucinated, the words heard before had left him at zero.
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Draco Malfoy stared at the men before him, not sure where to start.
“First of all, I am a magical creature almost entirely, that is why the bite did not affect me. I cannot be a creature and transform into another. I can only be one. Satisfied?”
Harry nodded quickly, cursing that he hadn't thought of that earlier.
“As for the rarity of the dominant Veelas. The simplest explanation is that only the descendants of the original Veela, the first to exist, something like royalty, can become dominant. Some Veelas were created by magic and others were simply turned into almost Veelas with the help of dark rituals.
The "Royal" Veelas did not interact much with other creatures fearing attack or kidnapping, so there are not many descendants of them.
The French branch of the Malfoys used to have a forest full of magical creatures within their lands. Hence its relationship with the "Real" Veelas.
Now the dominant Veelas, alphas or whatever you want to call them, are basically leaders. There are currently only two I know of in Western Europe and the UK: The French leader and myself. No one knows very well why a dominant is born, the only certainty is that they are destined to guide magical creatures in some way. Therefore our abilities are a bit different than a normal Veela. Instead of transforming into birds, we can grow wings, claws, and fangs. Our strength increases to incredible levels. We are immune to almost all poisons, and we have great magic resistance. It could be said that we are invincible.”
Harry listened stunned to the explanation, amazed and scared by the blonde. Such a being, with or without Voldemort, could be the doom of the wizarding world. Even though it seemed that the Slytherin still wasn't quite in control of his new abilities, he had no doubt that he would do it in no time.
Satisfied by Malfoy's explanation, only one question remained to be clarified.
“What is it, exactly a Hjerte?” The green-eyed boy asked fearfully.
“Being very literal, the hearts of creatures.”  Draco answered “The most exact explanation is a bit more complex. You see, every being has a logical and an emotional part. Magical creatures, given their closest connection to the natural world, have a "human" and an "animal" part. Instinct and reason.
According to the legends, the Hjerte are products of magic, which when seeing how magical creatures became beings only guided by instinct, endowed some magical beings with the ability to balance them. The reality is that Hjerte have unique abilities that help them balance magical creatures.”
“Something like soul mates, right?” Sirius blurted out, stunned. “Yes and no. The Hjerte keeps magical creatures connected with his humanity, therefore creatures tend to protect that humanity, creating a bond between them that usually leads to a deeper relationship. When a magical creature comes of age, its senses guide them to the being that completes them. Magically speaking. As Black said, all magical creatures know who their Hjerte could be, although not all decide to accept it, coming to travel the world in search of "better" Hjerte to balance them. That is why someone like Potter is so valuable, for me or for any creature, the power that he has is incredible.”
"Great, just great." Harry whispered. "Not only do I have a crazy maniac wanting to kill me, but also a horde of creatures that want to mate with me."
“Potter, we are not animals. It is not about mating, the idea is to reach our highest potential, to have control of our abilities and of ourselves. Without control we are dangerous. Out of control the ministry hunts us down. Capicci? '' Malfoy huffed.
“Control? Didn't seem like you were in control when you attacked Bellatrix and Greyback like an animal, just because they touched me? Or when you growl at everyone who is near me?” “Like I said before, you are valuable. Making sure you live is my priority. And remember that my inheritance was manifested just two months ago. What did you expect? As good as I am, my control is not the best. Add to it that for five years all we have done is curse ourselves left and right. Anyone would find it difficult to stay sane under the circumstances. "Good," Harry exclaimed, "what do you need to control yourself better?" He - He would regret those words, he knew, because he always ended up in trouble for wanting to save everyone. "Let me be close to you," Draco answered quickly. "I'm not saying we have to be best friends, or anything like that, but I want to get to know you better. I cannot change who I am, I cannot change the fact that you are the only person who can help me to be who I should be, to be the best version of me.”
That statement left the Gryffindor speechless. He had never heard such sincerity from the lips of his nemesis. Something warm settled inside him, making him nod without much thought.
"One second," Sirius intervened, who had been a silent witness to the entire exchange. “Just to make the situation clear. You are an Alpha Veela. You are almost indestructible and your only "weak" point so to speak. Is it my pup?” “Exactly”
The older man's face turned into a poem and he went from an attractive tan to a very worrying gray.
“Paddy, are you okay?” Asked the green-eyed worried about his godfather who really seemed one step away from collapse. "I need Moony" was all the ex-con said before dragging his entire body out of the infirmary.
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His gaze wandered among those present looking for a pair of honey eyes, meeting them in front of him with expectation etched in them.
"Paddy, are you sure of everything you told us?" The brunette just nodded slowly even with his gaze fixed on the honey orbs.
"I already knew nothing good was going to happen this year," Lucius snapped, leaning against the wall behind him.
The potionist let out a sigh, something like that was expected but he had prayed that what Black said was not true. He only pleaded with the gods that his godson would be strong enough to withstand everything that would come to him by mating with the boy who lived.
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Zoom in on the sources and places that serve you best. 👉 After that, languages. We all know translations aren't perfect so keep tabs in the tongues you read like a pro. Or go big with a united nations of coverage! 👉 Nex, locations. What spots on the map spark your interests? Home sweet home or globe-trotting adventures - you're the boss of your geographical gaze. 👉 Coming up, How many - aka exactly how much juice you want from each alert hit. Maybe 5 is plenty or you need the full enchilada, it's your call. 👉 And last but not least, Delivery to - now we're getting personal. Email rocks for on-the-go updates but sometimes the Google News feed fits your vibe better. Or be doubly covered with both! However you roll, this option whisks those alerts just where you need 'em. Play around in those personalized playlists till you craft the perfect mix of what, when, where and how you follow the flows. Soon you'll have alerts that feel truly tailored to you. Google Alerts Benefits, Powerful Monitoring, and Free of Charge Tapping into Google Alerts' Robust Monitoring, On Us As you build your digital strategy, Google Alerts provides valuable insight without the expensive price tag. All the Value, None of the Costs Get the latest intel and stay ahead of the curve all while stretching your budget dollars. Google handles the heavy lifting behind the scenes so your searches remain free of charge. Simplicity is Bliss Setting up trackers is a breeze too - take just minutes with their intuitive signup. Soon you'll be optimizing your intelligence gathering without hassle. And the flexibility is unparalleled - tailor filtering to specific projects or disciplines. Google Alerts adapts to your evolving needs like no other tool. Naturally, premium offerings tout expanded analytics and suggestions. For some high-stakes organizations, those features prove worth their weight in gold. Consider this: - When it comes to standard use, Google Alerts far outperforms manual searches alone. - We can leverage its affordable access point for efficient discovery first before escalating expenses. - Why invest elsewhere until tapping this resource is fully exhausted? In an increasingly cost-sensitive landscape, Google Alerts proves a strategic ally. Harness its robust monitoring no strings attached to stretch budgets and gain insight that moves your mission forward. Understanding Google Alerts' Limitations While Google Alerts provides an accessible starting point, it comes with some caveats to be aware of. Limited Scope of Sources - Google Alerts only sorts through publicly available web pages or indexed ones, leaving out valuable intel from social platforms and forums. This can really hamper tracking mentions across various online communities. Basic Filtering Options - The filtering tools work fine but lack nuanced customization. For instance, impossible to zero in on tone or sentiment which matters for brand perception. Delayed Updates - Their scheduled approach means results arrive in batches rather than real-time. Not ideal for following breaking stories or fast-paced discussions. Lack of Reporting - No built-in tools for tracking metrics like mention volume overtime or gauging performance. This makes trends and insights harder to uncover. Few Search Operators -Complex queries require dancing around limited Boolean options. Filtering out of scope items becomes challenging. Potential Inaccuracies - Indexing and search algorithms aren't perfect so some finds may be dubious or irrelevant. Wasted effort sifting through it all. Customization Limitations - While accessible, limited potential for granular preference-tailoring or query-crafting beyond surface level. Put it simpler, Google Alerts fills a need but these constraints hinder comprehensive tracking for some use cases. Particularly damning are the non real-time nature and lack of social inclusion. For more robust solutions, explore dedicated monitoring tools. Helpful tips to maximize the utility of your Google Alerts experience: - A. — Craft Precision with Boolean Logic: Tap tools like AND, OR, NOT and quotes to accurately define your scopes. "Brand statement AND positive sentiment" pin points what energizes while weeding out the rest. - B. — Filter for fit: Zoom alerts into customized categories aligned with your interests. News, blogs and videos offer diverse angles - experiment to extract value from each source. - C. — Fine-Tune Location & Language: Hem in coverage to territories and tongues most pertinent. Perfect if your reach is regional like monitoring mentions in your local sphere. - D. — Play with Phrasing: Don't fear trying tweaks to test varied keyword combinations. See which surface hidden intel and spot fresh perspectives through novel variations. - E. — Evolve Vigilantly: Dynamic discoveries require dexterous adjustments. Review regularly to refine what's noise and what's signals for your purposes. As interests morph, reshape alerts in step. Ever tweak to optimize this versatile tool. Google Alerts stands ready to strengthen our insights - unlock its potential through diligent custom calibration. Maximize Your Google Alerts: Gateway to Endless Discovery As the digital landscape evolves at warp speed, a well-honed monitoring plan feels crucial these days. Google Alerts gives wings to cut through clutter and grab what really resonates - straight from the source and in real-time too. By carefully crafting your alerts and fine-tuning with empathy, you'll uncover priceless industry clues, hover proudly amid brand chatter, analyze rivals smartly, and gain an ever-important edge in your quest. Whether you're new or a pro, apply these insights to extract volumes more a-ha's. Dive into Alerts today - I bet you'll surprise yourself with its effortless intelligence yields. And be sure to review regularly and revamp as purpose evolves, ensuring these helpers stays fleet-footed beside you for discoveries without bound. Proper Alerts devotion unleashes your advantage across domains or drives. Google gifts this platform to strengthen your flow endlessly. Now fly forth and let insights ignite amazing things! I need to leave you guys with this question, are Google Alert Enough? Here are my thoughts on whether Google Alerts is enough: Does Google Alerts alone suffice or should you seek elsewhere? For answers tailored to your unique situation, some reflection is key. At its core, Alerts streamlines staying current without friction. But does its scope satisfy your true curiosities? Perhaps other tools offer perspectives this one can't. If monitoring mentions across all lands alone, Alerts may fit the bill perfectly. But to delve deeper - say gauging sentiment in real-time across varied platforms - you'll want wings Google can't provide. Best approach each case independently. Where Alerts fits without squeeze, leverage its simplicity fully. But if information needs call for qualities it doesn't own, seek solutions granting fuller views. My advice - start within Google's free reach first before upgrading costs. You may find treasures enough inside to postpone other expenses. Just checklist your objectives to know when it's time Alerts alone can't guide the quest. Stay discerning and dream big. Let curiosity, not thrift, spur tools that empower knowledge without bounds. Google stands ready as first stepping stone - use it well, and fly as high as insights demand! Here is a table summarizing the pros and cons of Google Alerts: FeatureProsConsFreeYesLimited featuresEasy to useYesLimited coverageCan be customizedYesCan be overwhelmingCan be used for a variety of purposesYesNot as accurate as paid alternatives If you are unsure whether or not Google Alerts is right for you, I recommend trying it out for a few weeks and seeing how it works for you. If you find that you need more advanced features, then you can always switch to a paid tool. Key Considerations When Pondering If Google Alerts Is Enough - The scope of your monitoring needs: If you are only monitoring a few keywords or topics, then Google Alerts may be sufficient. However, if you are monitoring a large number of keywords or topics, then you may need a more specialized tool. - The frequency of your monitoring needs: If you only need to monitor online mentions periodically, then Google Alerts may be enough. However, if you need to monitor mentions in real time, then you will need a tool that can provide real-time updates. - Your budget: Google Alerts is free, but paid tools can vary in price depending on their features and capabilities. If you are on a tight budget, then Google Alerts may be the best option for you. - Depth of Insight: Alerts gifts basic tweaking, but finessed needs merit tools granting nuanced focus. Tailored queries unlock richest waters. - Urgency of Updates: For breaking beats, real-time rules. Alerts bring batches, not seconds. Staying cutting-edge demands swifter wings. - Reporting Rigor: Metrics like volume trends tell tales analytics-lite Alerts can’t. Impacting meaningfully needs eyes into souls of numbers. In whole, Google Alerts stir starters smartly. Yet specific cravings likely call companions specialized. Survey needs with keenness - find perfect fit for flowering furthest. Wisdom knows tools, situations and adapting fluidly between! Read the full article
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Hello Jude… I am having a bad time at the moment cause I’m afraid I will lose a friend of mine. Whenever I talk to other people I rely on they only say “I’m sorry” or “it’ll be okay”… I know they mean well but it’s like I need an specific answer.
This friend means a lot to me, we have known each other for years and, even though there were so many good times we had together- for some reason I can’t get over the fact that they didn’t tell me things … important ones.
They said that they may want to talk about it but not now cause they are not doing good mentally and I want to give them that space… but how long should I wait? What if they never come back? How should I move on?
I’m angry and sad at the same time but then there are moments where I can only have so much love for them and I want them to know, on others I just- miss them and then I get confused cause maybe I don’t, but I miss the relationship and not necessarily them?
I feel lost and I try to write on my journal about this process and I just feel like I am going nowhere.
Thank you in advance for reading this, I really appreciate any guidance/advice I can get
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Hello,
I’m sorry you’ve been through such a tough time with your friend. It can be frustrating when you feel like the answers you’ve been getting aren’t enough. Navigating this feeling of uncertainty can be challenging, and I want to let you know that we’re here to help.
I understand that it can hurt when someone close to you decides not to share important information. Trust is vitally important in any relationship, and it’s possible that you’re feeling hurt by the idea that your friend felt they couldn’t trust you with their issues. Sometimes people make mistakes or don’t communicate in the way we expect them to, and it’s okay to feel disappointed by that. If the two of you start talking again, it might be helpful to approach the conversation with curiosity and empathy instead of anger. If you haven’t already, you could ask them to share their perspective on why they didn’t tell you and express how that has been making you feel. 
It sounds like you’ve been trying your best to be patient, and I want to commend you for that. Again, I know it can be frustrating to not have answers or know how to move forward, but it’s important to respect your friend’s boundaries and be understanding of their mental struggles. Regarding how long you should wait, unfortunately, there’s no definite answer. I’d tell you to trust yourself and your needs when trying to figure out when the right time to come back is. Try to set boundaries for yourself in the process; it’s okay to not wait indefinitely for your friend to come back. Give yourself a deadline for how long you want to give them. Friendship breakups can feel just as bad, if not worse than romantic ones; try to remind yourself that if missing your friend feels intense now, you may still need time to deal with this for yourself. It’s hard to say if/when your friend will be ready to talk again, so in the meantime, try to focus on your feelings, your value, and your overall well-being.
If you need additional help trying to make sense of the situation, this article goes over how to healthily give someone the time they require to work through an issue: https://shorturl.at/gKR79. 
This article also provides a few coping strategies to deal with the emotions of missing someone you care for: https://shorturl.at/EILN9. 
Journaling is a great way to process your feelings during this time, but if you feel like you’re not making progress, there are a few different things you could try. You could give yourself prompts so that your writing has more focus. Have you tried changing the environment when you’re journaling? Sometimes a change in scenery or a distraction-free environment can be exactly what you need to inspire new ideas. Journaling isn’t your only option either. Other ways you can try to process your thoughts include meditation, art, or even just putting aside some time to focus on self-care. If you still feel you’re not making any progress then it may be best to consider reaching out to a licensed counselor or therapist. 
I found a brief list of activities similar to journaling to help you process some of the feelings you’ve been experiencing. Finding new ways to express yourself can be a great way to get out of a rut: https://www.silkandsonder.com/blogs/news/how-to-process-emotions. 
Thank you again for reaching out to Asking Jude. I hope I was able to help, and you are always welcome to reach out again. Remember to always take care of yourself!
Mikayla
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apr 4 seems like a bad date for bakal raid
idk apr 4 seems like a bad date? the thing with raids is you need to find a static otherwise you prob can't enter but with this raid you HAVE to hit that magic 40047 number or you can't enter and if you can't hit that number in time you can't raid and thus can't get into the static this is different from ozma becuase of the hard fame cutline why are you adding the raid on the day you're adding the improvements to get to the raid, when being ready in advance of the raid release is really important due to static slots? Also the buffer shortage, why did you not have sader gear (buff swap creature and ESPECIALLY TITLES) available during ispins era at all? Furthermore due to yoohn's "anti-sell" which fucked over somethings like having saders run twice. that ryan cokes feature would help a TON especially for buffers After April 4th, we will have Powerful buffer-exclusive event. YOU'RE RELEASING THE RAID ON THAT DAY YOU NEED THE BUFFERS TO BE READY ON APRIL 4TH EVERYONE DOESN'T HAVE TIME AND IS GOING TO PRIORITIZE THEIR DPS, THE CLASS THEY ACTUALLY WANT TO PLAY, FOR BAKAL RAID AND THEN SOME OF THEM THAT DID WORK HARD CAN'T GO BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T FIX THE BUFFER SCARCITY IN TIME i understand the apr 4 being the date for fast tracking because we just had stuff on feb 21 and there's even more work to be done ut, why are you not giving even 2 weeks for the events and changes to have ANY effect? This was a bad idea, me and a lot of other players are going to be stressed, we won’t even have time to get 2 pieces without borrowing from alts. I think a lot of players are even going to be frustrated and quit because they can’t hit raid and their hard work wasn’t hard enough. This is particularly concerning since 110 is shit for player retention due to the homework & grind, and a lot of players will lose interest if they can’t get to raid. And if they can’t reach raid in time they can’t get a decent static spot and therefore cannot go. Apr 4 we’re getting more changes and a buffer event, but that’s the day they chose to release the event so it seems too late? I understand the timing of the adv dungeon farming improvements, and the buffer event i guess. But why not let these changes have some effect? Furthermore due to the strict cutline you NEED to hit 40k, buffers included. So if you’re not there you CANNOT enter and the static can’t take you, this is especially problematic for buffers when everyone is GOING to prioritize their main Also sunken cost will keep the hardcore grinders there whenever bakal comes out the more casual players are prob going to say fuck it ppl who went to sirocco and ozma, but did a lot of work this cap for nothing because it just wasn't enough making the population problem even worse Bakal really depends If your 6 weeks of warpath give you 3 drops of level 60 Your ispins give 4 drops of level 50s And your ML M full runs give you 52s I don't think you'll make it. The problem is that this is POSSIBLE. Meaning that Bakal to some degree is about getting lucky enough
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