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4pfsukuna · 3 months

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Awkward (N. Kento)

Theres just not enough fics of Nanami with black women outside of just smut..so here i am with smut but theres plot based on sza songs Awkward

Time passing.

Nanami still has no idea how Gojo convinced him to attend his silly little holiday party. Knowing Gojo it would be loud, eccentric and lots of alcohol involved. Plus the fact that Gojo knew everybody and it looks like he’s invited everyone Nanami was ready to leave.

But Gojo made him promise to have one drink…just one. Plus he made some know it all comments about Nanami being a workaholic who was probably just going to go home look at stuff for work and do even more overtime spending the holidays alone. He always ragged on him about extra work but the alone part cut deep this time because it reminded him of his ex girlfriend the one he almost proposed to on the night of their anniversary, ring in pocket but he ended up getting stuck with over time, losing track of time and leaving her to sit alone at the restaurant for 2 hours.

What was suppose to be a happy night was anything but and by 12:01am he was single. Bringing his cup to his lips he’s ready to take a sip but stops when he hears a laugh he’ll never forget.

The last thing Nanami kento expected to see at Gojo’s party (that he basically tricked him into going to) was his ex girl from 4 years ago in a black mini silk dress that if you just bent over a tad bit more—

“You alright man?” Gojo ask slapping his blonde hair friends back snapping him back to the reality where his cup of alcohol had been crushed completely in his hand.

He was sure of Two things in this moment. 1. His hand was wet and 2? He wasnt letting you get away again.

“Oh let me introduce you to my friend Miyoshi, shes an interior designer. Designed all my homes boring career so you two might actually have something in common since you like boring stuff” Gojo insults while placing a napkin in his friends hand basically dragging him over to the woman through the crowd.

What? This was not at all how he planned on talking to you, what was he suppose to say? Would you even acknowledge him? Your curly fro had been straightened so it was now mid back with a slight red tint and he vaguely remember you saying a girl dyes her hair red when she’s over a man and there’s no chance for him ever again. Oh god you hated him. Was the room always this hot?

You turn around finally setting your eyes on the two of them and downing whatever was left in your cup.

“Miyoshi, meet my friend Nanami kento. Kento this is Miyoshi” Gojo introduces and the air becomes thick with tension as you two awkwardly smile at another Nanami unable to keep your gaze on him.

Time passing by.

“Yosh” Nanami breaks the silence at the same time she speaks “nami”. Old habits die hard, the nicknames from another pouring from their lips shocking Gojo.

“You two know each other?” The white hair man ask which only confuses him more when you say no but he says yes.

He goes to ask the question neither of you wanted to answer but luckily is stopped by hearing the pur of his name from Geto who he waste no time following forgetting all about you two.

“Can i get you another drink? Im sorry about Gojo and bombarding you like that” Nanami ask nodding at your cup watching as you exhale glossed lips forming your usual slight pout.

You nod as he leads you by the small of your back to the bar his hand burning a imprint on your lower back and you're grateful when he moves it to toss the napkin in his other hand away.

“Strawberry Lemon drop and a whiskey on the rocks” he tells the bartender before quickly looking over at you dropping apologies.

“Sorry you probably dont even like that anymore, i shouldnt have assumed! Ill—“ he starts ranting only for you to laugh, placing a hand on his forearm sitting on the stool.

“Still as charming as ever, its still my favorite drink” you smile the nerves leaving your body but filling his to the brim. Why was he so nervous? Of course his stoic poker face never dropped once but that was how he was.

“Its nothing, just wanna make sure you’re taken care of” he speaks so easily before you could respond or even react The drinks are quickly placed in front of you.

You wanted to know what the hype was all about

“So how have you been?” He ask downing half of his drink in one gulp. You follow suit licking the sugar off the rim unaware of how his eyes watch and his grip tightens slightly on his glass.

“Are we really going to play this game kento? Fine. Ive been traveling exploring growing healing i finally quit the company and started my own business finding rich men like Gojo who have more money than they know what to do with and creating clients out of them” you shrug sipping the drink watching him smile… somewhat proud.

“Congratulations. Sorry if im prying—“ Nanami finishes his drink only for you to cut him off.

“No!” You say a bit louder than expected before clearing your throat. “No i… i just dont understand how you can sit here like everything ended— like nothing happened and were just old friends catching up” you ask confused, of course you wanted to talk to him 3 and ½ years with someone over in one night and now 4 years later here both of you are.

The nerves were back.

Then we fucked a little bit and I was out, Did not say bye

“Kento i broke up with you, fucked you one last time for my own closure and ghosted you in the middle of the night with no way of ever contacting me. Not my best moment” you finally speak on the elephant in the room another round of drink places infront of you two.

“Compliments of master satorou” the bartender nods before attending to other guest leaving no time to protest.

“I wouldve atleast like to remain friends but i understand. You left with a bang… quite literally” he jokes trying to ease the tension showing off that jokester part of him that only youve seen.

And now for the word vomit , you couldn’t even stop it if you wanted.

“Friends? Our love was different…too strong for that. It was worth it,I would do it again.I know you hurt me,This is more than a friendship” you speak running over your finger your rim collecting sugar along the sides of your fresh acrylic nails.

When you don’t hear anything from him (honestly what are you expecting? You just admitted you loved him so much youd go through the heartbreak a second time just to experience that love again) you look up watching as he loosens his tie.

Fuck. “Sorry”

“I made it awkward” which he chuckles at taking your jaw in his large hand forcing your eyes to look up at him. Your heart racing in your chest at the familiar contact

“I miss you”he finally slips the stoic façade falling all his emotions on display for you to see and suddenly the room feels 10 degrees hotter.

“I— why did you let me do it?” You ask and for a simple sentence it was so loaded. You can tell by the way the tips of his ears burn red.

“This isnt the place for that conversation” he speaks finally letting go of your chin turning back towards his drink and you exhale he was right. The awkward tension was back and you despised it.

“My home is 10 minutes away… we can really talk there if youd like” he suggest looking over his watch and i glance around at the party in full swing before back at him.

“Yeah”

When you two make it to his home you cant help the nostalgic grin. This was completely him, nothing out of place every color scheme matches because its all shades of white creme or beige. Everything looks super clean and super expensive.

“Would you like anything to drink? Or eat?” He ask heading to the kitchen after placing your coats on the rack.

“Wine… although ive probably drunk enough” you giggle taking a seat on the couch and he follows with two wine glasses and the bottle. But Nanami always had the best wine and knew the best pairings.

Downing the first cup you lick your lips until you feel his fingers brushing down hair with the rest. When you look over at him hes already stairing at you… admiring and its pure love. Everything starts to feel surreal and you really remember the last time you were with him— alone.

Can we still love on each other?

“Do you still love me?” You ask curiously before you have time to even realize what youre saying and he doesnt even look phased.

“Did you ever stop?” He questions looking at you over his wine glass setting it back on the coffee table next to the bottle looking away to hide the look in his eyes. Sighing you rest your cup next to his, lip gloss staining the glass.

Can we still touch on eachother.

Reaching up to play with his tie being unkept from him fiddling with it you only loosen it further unbuttoning the top 3 buttons just like you did when you two were still— fuck.

You freeze but that doesnt discourage him feeling the coolness of your hands through the shirt bringing his full attention to you and youve completely taken over all of his senses.

Can we still not judge each other?

You still never answered the question just focused on his tie and froze. He curses at himself.

I make it awkward.

“I…im still inlove with you kento, never stopped” you finally say looking up at him glossy eyes and thats all he needs leaning forward placing his lips on yours the taste of alcohol and cherry lip gloss makes him melt. He kisses you delicately, scared to scare you off and even if you regret it the taste of your lips one last time would get him through a lifetime of over time.

Its when you sigh and pull his bottom lip in between your teeth is when he decides he needs you and he needs your weight on him. Pulling you so youre straddling his lap his hands slowly roaming your body still scared of sudden movements scaring you and wanting to map out every curve of your body missing the way you felt. Getting so lost in your brown skin he almost looses his thought. The one thing he promised hed tell you if he ever seen you again.

I can not love everybody

And hes confessing like a sinner in church or a man on judgement day because you are everything holy and he was ready to admit.

“I could never be with anybody after you, no woman is you”

But you isn't anybody

“You took my heart with you when you left and only left a tiny piece left. And with that tiny piece all i could do is think about how much im in love with you. Want to be with you forever just us two” he breathes looking you dead in your eye so you know hes serious. Serious about you. Serious about this. Serious about yall.

You look at me different

You couldnt help but to see a different side of him. And not just the jokester side you seen earlier but a more mature Nanami Kento, a more considerate and loving Nanami kento. His lover boy era perhaps?! The heat pools inbetween your legs more than it had been all night as you two keep eye contact.

So I let you see my body

Pulling your dress over your head revealing the black lace matching panties and bra set he adjust in the seat.

“Proove it”

Body, body, body

“Youre going to be the absolute death of me, im sure of it” he admits his lips going to your neck trailing down the valley of your breast hands groping and squeezing them. His tongue licks over your cloth covered nipple pinching the other one causing a slight moan. Grabbing your hands to place on his shirt the signal to keep unbuttoning his hands go to your cheeks cupping as he begins kissing you harder tongue infiltrating your mouth.

And now we don't speak at all Now I regret it all

4 years without this? How could you? You were still absolutely positively madly in love with him. Missing him so much your lips dont disconnect at all even when he stands to walk toward his bedroom your fingers running through his hair at the nape of his neck pulling a soft moan from him. You don’t register the movement until your back is being layed in the softness of his bed.

Still, it was worth it

I would do it again

His lips trail down the valley of your breast again making sure to savor the taste of your brown skin before his tongue swirls over your brown nipple listening to your soft pants. He switches over to the other one, your lace bra being unhooked in the front by his mouth… he always did have a talented mouth.

His lips continue their assault until they reach your panties kissing your lips through the lace earning a shiver before his teeth are pulling your underwear off and damn what a sight.

You can feel him breathing over your core making you nervous wanting to close your legs unaware of the way hes using his photographic memory to remember how gorgeous you look right now.

“Ken— mmph” his tongue glides against your folds with ease and your sure hes thought about this often because the way his tongue is delicated over every spot that makes you tingle is driving you insane.

“Missed the way you taste sweetheart” he indulges using his first two fingers to open up your slick folds giving him access to what he really wants. His tongue swirls around once, twice, three times before fully latching onto your clit pulling a loud whine from you.

Music to his ears he wants to make you do it again, show you hes sorry, beg for another chance fuck he was on his knees face burried into your dripping cunt and nothing outside of the two of you mattered right now. Using those two fingers he presses into your core moaning as you squeeze your legs around his head the need to cum building up when he twist his fingers with a delicious curl.

“K-kento i… im fuck” you begin writhing under his mouth hands gripping at the sheets as he keeps a slow sensual pace making sure you feel the apology. But hes a selfish man, he thinks, because the minute you cum hes lapping up every drop yet still wont give you a second to recover. You deserved it.

His tongue replaces his fingers, fucking you as his thumb swirls around your clit watching every face of exstacy you make, the way the lights from the city shine through the room bouncing off the soft brown of your skin.

He just wants one more only one and when your hands tangle in his blonde hair holding him in place forcing him to watch you fall apart on his tongue his dick twitches in his boxers precum spilling from the tip.

“NANAMI” you shout the highest pitch hes ever heard your voice before orgasming on his lips his movements never stopping as he pushes you into your third one of the night, he needed your taste engraved in his brain… and tongue. The sounds of your heavy breaths grabs his attention and he grins watching the heat of the room make your hair curl back up with a slight friz. Just the way he loved it.

Though hes shocked when you lurch forward pulling him by his cheeks to place an open mouth his tongue swirling around his mouth tasting yourself and a hint of alcohol.

Hes nervous when you pull back, afraid you may regret it and be ready to walk out until your trembling fingers push his unbuttoned shirt off over the planes of his muscles taking your time feeling them even when his shirt falls to the floor.

Next is his belt buckle and he feels like hes shaking from anticipation watching you do this. He cant help himself and leans back in for another kiss your lipgloss long gone. Sliding everything off in one push your eyes widen at his length thats dripping precum in a way youve never seen before that makes you lick your lips wanting to get every drop but he leans forward pulling your chin up to him.

“Maybe later love,” and the nickname hurts. He always called you that after being away on a long business trip or extremely long nights at work when he strolled in after midnight.

He grabs his thick length pumping a few times before lining it up with your core and the air is thick again. With anticipation…

Longing…

Need…

Unspoken apologies…

I know you hurt me, but

But this is deeper than friendship now

Nodding giving him the okay he slides in making you gasp and he captures your lips in a groan the burn of him stretching you out as his dick slides in is welcomed. Its like your walls were made just for him. Though you dont expect the string of apologies he begins letting out and tears prick your eyes as you pull him close one hand on his spine the other tangled in his hair.

Let's keep it awkward

He doesnt move for a second and you understand the hesitation. You knew what this meant. He just needed a little motivation.

I think we're ready for it, yeah, mmh

Squeezing you core he groans sending a sharp thrust into you burrying his face in your shoulder. He slowly pulls back just to the tip sliding back in with the same sharp thrust releasing a grunt before picking up your thigh pressing it against your chest. The gasp leaves your mouth as you struggle to think straight nails digging into his back pulling him closer. It seems your claws in his back does nothing but turn him on more.

His lips begin kissing down your neck sucking and leaving a trail of hickeys because even if he couldnt have you past tonight he would leave his mark and let it be known you were his until they stop on your breast. His tongue laps at your perky nipples sucking until he pulls a delicious moan from you and your hands find his hair again. He loved when you pulled it and kept it long enough for you to get a grip but short enough so it wasnt always in his eyes.

“K-kento” you stutter breathlessly your legs shaking as the first orgasm from his dick rips through you yet he shows no signs of stopping or slowing down. Just keeps fucking you through it.

Well this was a different level of deepness.

“Fuck i love you” he grunts again with slow powerful strokes making sure his pelvis hits yours every time as his hands trace the outline of your body squeezing whereever he can. His lips meet yours once more in a sloppy kiss as he drops more weight on you to keep you in place. The only sounds are a combination of your moans and the wet slapping sounds. A particular thrust of his hips makes you feel like he’s digging you out and your back arches off the bed only for his body to press into you.

“Fuck, tell me how good it feels sweetheart” he practically begs but youre still trying to catch your breath from the first orgasm making him release your nipple and come back to your shoulder peppering it with kisses. “Tell me how much you missed this…us” he adds before snaking a arm down between the both of you and finding your clit.

“N-nan… shit… nami” your words are broken and you cant even keep your eyes focused on one spot and he grins into your neck at his name rolling off your tongue acknowledging where the nickname from earlier came from. His thumb goes at a sensualy slow place but the pressure hes applying has your legs locking up behind his back and he delivers the final blow.

Pulling your chin down to find your eyes and he smiles wholesomely with a wicked glint in his eyes making you give him complete eye contact unable to move.

“Cum with me” he begs and demands all at once his thrust a bit sporadic and loosing rhythym as the speed on your clit pics up as well the coil building in you before finally snapping and your gushing all over him as ropes of his load shoot into you consequences be damned. He collapses next to you pulling your body ontop of his chest rapidly rising and falling. You two are silent, a comfortable one before he extends his arm rumaging in the drawer next to his bed and you close your eyes fighting the sleep.

You open your eyes once more when you feel him wrapping a scarf around your hair that had completely curled back up due to the heat and sweat from your bodies. Your only response is to smile and place a kiss on his chest which he chuckles at and places a kiss on your forehead tracing his fingers up and down your spine

Let's keep it awkward

Waking up to the sound of the keyboard you yawn rubbing your eyes to see a glass of water and 2 tylenol on the night stand infront of you. The realization dawns on you of where your at but how could you forget you knew that scent of detergent, the cozyness of the sheets and the fact that this was your side of the bed because the vent was next to it meaning youd be getting all the heat first… this was your ex boyfriend Nanami kentos bedroom and you were completely naked except for the pale blue sheet covering your lower half.

It may seem silly but the sound of the keyboard brought tears to your eyes, all the hard work you did on healing. No amount of sza, jhene aiko nor beyonces lemonade album would get you through this one because you knew what it was and allowed it. Nanami was a workaholic— the exact reason for your split. Dates postponed with no exact date, romantic evenings cut short, sleeping alone for several nights as the computer held his attention… What hurt the most was being stood up on your anniversary.

Slowly rising up you rub your eyes and begin looking for you clothes ready to make your great escape.

“Good morning sweetheart howd you sleep?” He ask the audacity to even call you sweetheart as if everything was back to when you two were still in a relationship makes your heart clench with pain. When you don’t respond the sound of the keyboard stops and you feel the bed shift flinching before he can touch you.

“No i know that look youre going to run, just like last time” he speaks in such a timbre that steals your breath knowing your causing him pain. “If all you wanted was a quick fuck you—“ he begins to say and you scoff finally looking at him eyes set ablaze.

“How fucking dare you?! Thats all i was to you Kento! A quick fuck to burn through your stress and then right back to your silly little papers and projects and work. You were always drowning yourself in work so deep that i had to convince myself you actually didnt hate me! All you do is work and when youre not working youre picking up overtime. You placed your job over me countless times! The only time you thought about me was to reschedule what we had planned…. 14 date nights and a anniversary kento! FOURTEEN!” You finally yell feeling a weight lift off your shoulders at the speach you rehearsed 3 dozen times in the mirror.

His shoulder slump as his lips form a line looking for the right words to say. What could he say he was over the moon waking up next to you in bed and now he felt disgusted with himself. Nothing was worse than the regret on your face.

You begin looking for your clothes again and that sets him into action he shuffles off the bed pulling you into his arms your head against his chest his heartbeat racing.

“Im sorry” released the flood gate of tears youd been holding back as if he knew he holds you tighter and sighs.

“Im sorry for neglecting you, im sorry for not putting you on the pedestal you deserve to be on, im sorry for anytime ive ever made you question my love for you, im sorry for all the dissapointments and most of all im sorry for waiting this long. Im an idiot and every day without you was hell i thought what i would do differently if i had the chance once more and i—“ he stops sitting down on the bed so he could pull your eyes to his covered by his thick framed glasses.

“Karma is beating my ass with cursed energy because for every day we werent together all i could think about was every time i canceled and how i wish i could just have 1 night, id make it all right” he confesses with wide eyes wiping your tears away with his thumbs.

Your eyes flicker to his laptop and he follows before showing me the screen and there’s about 6 tabs open. His email, flights, hotels, car rentals and clothing stores.

I know I'm ready for it, you feel me?

“I was telling my boss im taking the next month off 14 dates is alot of time sweetheart… 14 too many and i know. We always talking about escaping to malaysia, trying all the foods, shopping breakfast on the beach and dancing under the moonlight until 2am. Everything’s booked and i know youd need time to pack and get your hair done i already messaged your hairstylist who can see you in 4 hours hopefully after we’ve had breakfast and agreed to the trip” he pleads with hopeful eyes revealing his hand to show you, not just tell you how apologetic he was but to show you.

Your heart begins racing, palms sweaty and damn did this man have you weak in the knees! He was doing everything right, saying everything right and he looked so fine the way his boxers hugged his muscular frame and okay maybe a man with a plan turned you on anybody could say words but to put action behind it… And like this? Oh baby he really thought about it, kinda like you factory reset him.

“Heres my card pay for whatever you need and a key… to my place” you never really heard him stumble over his words before until now and his nervousness is showing in a boyish way youd never seen before who wouldve thought stone wall one expression Nanami kento here stumbling over you? “So what do you say?”

Can we still love on each other?

Can we still touch on each other?

Can we still not judge each other?

So… what do you say?

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mishapen-dear · 8 months

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ohh. do you think bad was trying to use his friends as his moral compass yesterday. he feels bad about the worker- not a lot, not enough to not do it, but enough to doubt. He knows his children would not be proud of him. He knows he would probably make pomme cry. but he has to do anything, doesnt he?

but there’s still that doubt. so he goes to etoiles, the island protector, his warrior friend. listen to these cool plans for murder, etoiles, you dont have to protect them from me, but here is how i would kill you all. is that alright? is that fun? would you like to help? but etoiles doesnt give bad a definite answer either way- they’re good, as long as they dont betray each other. and etoiles likes fights, so giving him more magma cubes would just be more enrichment, and etoiles will not let the other islanders hurt bad. there’s no definite “this is bad so you shouldnt do it” it’s “the others might get mad at you” and. well. they already got mad at him for something he didnt do. so it doesnt really matter

and then he goes to foolish. foolish. his bestie. His worstie. the other immortal. foolish understands things the way that the others dont- torture is fun, and so is kidnapping, and so is arresting each other and being arrested together. foolish gets the most hints. foolish gets a direct answer. does anything include hurting the other islanders? Yes. Is that too far? Is that too much? Will you help? Anything for the kids. anything for some chaos. If foolish told him to stop, really, genuinely told him no- would he listen? would he tone it back? maybe. i think so. but instead foolish has agreed to help, so obviously it must not be that bad. foolish even asked if “anything” meant hurting the kids! he’s clearly thinking clearly! Foolish understands, and bad hasn’t gone too far. not yet. (he will if he has to)

#anything for the eggs #qsmp #qsmp badboyhalo #just! the way he was goading them both yesterdsy!!#and the way he told etoiles he didnt have to protect the other islanders vs directly telling foolish the others would be hurt #like hot damn hot damn

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avesdraws · 3 months

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ive been wondering for ages but like... can nick do weed? would it effect him like it would a human or would it make him sick? i know you shouldnt smoke it in the same area as pet birds and stuff so im wondering if hes ok to have a bit as a treat

It took me so long to answer this SORRY. But potentially yes, he could smoke it, as for other primates, it is not poisonous, but it would still be a little complicated. His species' heart rate is far faster, and they are incredibly sensetive (mostly due of their whiskers, but also they have great vision, they do experience the world differently from humas and larger animals) + their incredibly skittish nature as prey animals so weed induced panic is probably more common than the relaxed state, which could potentially lead to heart issues or accidents. Nick is a particulary jumpy guy who suffers from paranoia and hallucinations, so i think he should be careful with weed.

#ocs #nick #i know. the basic about weed i never had the chance to try it #so uh...if other weed experts are out there o7

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ecoamerica · 1 month

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milkweedman · 5 months

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hi mr weedman! long time listener first time caller. I was wondering if I could ask some questions about spinning

I’m doing my first spinning on a drop spindle, and I don’t know if there’s a point at which you’re meant to stop and take the yarn off because it’s noticeably heavier than it was when I started - is that ok? partially I’m lazy so it’d be nice to not have to bother but I will if it’ll make a difference to the yarn

I also think I want to ply this at some point. I don’t have a knitty notty, but I do have a ball winder for knitting - I’m thinking I could pull the yarn off the spindle with my ball winder, and then ply from both ends of the cake. is that ok, or should I do two cakes and pull from the middle of both? like would it cause it to untwist somehow if it was the same cake?

also also, in videos I’ve seen people taking the yarn when it’s wet and smacking it - what does this do? is that an important part of the process? I’d be worried about felting!!

thank you 💗

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hello !

first off, congrats on your first yarn :D second, to answer your questions in order:

yes--it will make a difference to the yarn, eventually. the weight of the spindle affects how fast it spins and how long it maintains momentum. say you have a 1 ounce spindle--thats pretty light, so it should spin pretty fast, and it will, but once youve spun an ounce of fiber on you've got a spindle that weighs 2 ounces, and that will spin slower. if you can fit another ounce you'll have a 3 ounce spindle, and that maybe spin very slowly indeed. this wont have a clear direct change on your yarn because it happens gradually and mainly affects you and how you spin (specifically how much twist you add). that said, you will typically find that an overfull spindle is cumbersome and more difficult to use, and that is the main reason to wind your yarn off. when your spindle is so heavy that it spins noticeably slower and/or your spindle is so full that you struggle to fit more yarn on, that's when you need to empty the spindle or switch to the next one.

yes and yes--yes it's okay to do that (it's called plying from a center pull ball) and yes it may cause some (very little) untwisting, depending on the direction the yarn is spun and the direction the ball is wound. there's some slight controversy over plying from center pull balls as it also causes an uneven amount of twist to enter the plies--the controversy being that some spinners believe that will noticeably affect the finished yarn and others believe it is not noticeable and thus doesnt matter. in any case it won't compromise your yarn. personally i find center pulls really hard to wrangle while plying and instead use andean plying bracelets, which will do the same thing.

depends--if they're smacking it in the air (cracking it like a whip) it's usually to even out the twist and to help it dry faster. if theyre smacking it against a wall or beam or something, especially repeatedly, then they are in fact trying to felt it. accidentally felting and shrinking your favorite wool sweater=bad, felting your yarn before doing anything with it=thicker, more durable yarn. not every yarn benefits from this (a yarn that you want to be airy and drapey obviously shouldnt be felted) but for things that benefit from durability, this can be a valuable effect. i've also heard that smacking yarn can make it puff up more--but havent really seen any proof or study either way. as to whether its important, that's a matter of preference. i always and without fail crack my yarn like a whip to even out the twist. many people are just fine blocking it and letting it dry, or do other things to it. i'd encourage trying it out at least once, but it's not critical.

ive writted more on the subject in my drop spindle guide if youd like more info--theres a section on the various methods of plying (i actually don't think i mentioned center pull, so i should probably revise that one of these days) that might be helpful if you decide not to ply via center pull, and might answer other questions you didn't know you had yet.

#hope this makes sense (migraine all day so if not my bad and thats why)

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svtdarlingbby · 2 years

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Opposites Attract – WoozixReader

Woozi x extraverted! gn!reader

college au!

no warnings! fluff I guess!

word count: 2,682

anon requested: joshua and reader are good friends but has never been introduced to the rest of svt,, once josh finally does everybodh notices how outgoing/extroverted reader can be... and everyone is amazed at how naturally you strike up conversation-- ESPECIALLY woozi. since jihoon is normally known for being cold and such svt is ASTONISHED by how quickly you seem to approach him. and jihoon keeps up a strong front- or at least he tries- but after the weeks go by he finds himself unwinding more and more with reader. and he shouldnt- DOESNT like it, he doesnt like how you melt him down. he tries extra hard to just put up with reader or tries to act annoyed with reader. but when the members are gone- even joshua- and it happens to be just jihoon and reader, how long will that cold persona really last ??

alternatively: playful puppy reader and hissy (cuddly) kitty jihoon.

Wow anon I like how your brain works! I think I got carried away so I'll write the rest in part 2!

You and Joshua had been friends for quite some time. You go way back, meeting one another in elementary school and staying friends since. Naturally and with time, you two begin to create your own paths such as going to different colleges but that doesn't mean you two drifted apart. Even if it had been months since the last time you guys talked, everything seemed like normal and it was never awkward. This time around Joshua had a lot to catch you up on. He managed to make a lot of friends at college and had so many weird stories from his adventures with them.

"And that's how we ended up playing red light green light in the hallway of the science building!" laughed Joshua via FaceTime.

"Wow Josh you really have the craziest friends!" you laughed.

"They're kinda insane, but they're good guys. I really want you to meet them at some point! I just know you guys would get along," he said hopefully.

You always loved meeting new people, you were extraverted at heart and genuinely felt happy around people, striking up conversations and listening was your thing.

"Yes! I would love to meet them! How many friends did you say there were?" you asked.

"Okay don't judge but there's twelve of them," laughed Joshua.

"That is a huge friend group oh my god! What are their names?" you asked.

"Well there's Seungcheol and Jeonghan first. They're my age and people say they're the dad and mom of the group. But if we play a game, don't be surprised if Jeonghan cheats," he said laughing remembering his friend's antics.

"Okay, beat Jeonghan at every game, noted," you said.

"Then there's Jun, he's kind of the loudest one and he loves cats. Wonwoo is similar to him. He likes cats but he's kind of quieter but he's super fun once he opens up. Soonyoung is also pretty chaotic, I think you two could have a lively conversation.," said Joshua

"Hey!" you laughed feeling judged but you knew his comment was in good humor.

"Out of everyone, I think Jihoon would be the hardest to open up. He's pretty reserved and introverted but we just drag him along. I know he secretly loves us and has fun," explained Joshua.

"Oooh Jihoon sounds interesting," you said as you thought about making it your goal to become his friend. You knew he probably just needed a little push to open up and have someone there to listen.

"Then we have Seokmin, he's super cheerful and always making us laugh. Mingyu is the 'famous' one as we put it. He's Instagram famous but his chaotic energy matches ours. Minghao is our fashion king, so try not to out dress him," said Joshua as he thought about his friends.

"Wow Josh, you've got so many friends" you remarked trying to remember how many names he has listed so far.

"There's still more! Seungkwan is super lively and he's hilarious. He kind of reminds me of you but you might be a little more dramatic!"

"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?!" you exclaimed, feigning offense.

"You just answered your own question!" laughed Joshua before continuing, "We also have Vernon, he's probably my most chill friend and he can be pretty funny. And lastly, Chan is the youngest so we sometimes like to baby him but man does he have a mouth!"

That was all twelve of Joshua's friends listed out. To most people, the thought of meeting that many new people would be overwhelming. However, you saw this as a new opportunity to make new friends with various types of people. And given your history, most people always liked you as soon as you met them. You had a way of lighting up the room and befriending even the quietest and shyest of people. That's why Joshua has always considered you a great friend, and the prospect of you befriending his friend group had him excited.

Joshua had mentioned that he was planning on hanging out with his friends on campus during the weekend and since you had nothing better to do that was the perfect time to meet them. Thankfully, Joshua had offered you a ride to the college so you guys could go together.

The weekend came by pretty fast, maybe it was your anticipation that made time go by faster. Before you knew it, Joshua was pulling up in front of your house.

"Thanks for the ride, Josh!" you said as you got into the passenger seat.

"No problem Y/N! I'm so excited for you to meet all my friends! And don't worry, we'll do introductions first since there's a lot of them," he said as he started to drive toward the college.

You two were discussing the current song that was playing and before you knew it you guys had pulled into the parking lot. Joshua led the way to the giant dining hall with plenty of space to accommodate his large group of friends. As you walked in, you saw, rather heard, a large group of boys chatting along as they were scattered about across tables.

"Yo look! It's Josh!" yelled one of them before the rest welcomed their friend.

"Hey guys! I've brought with me my friend Y/N who I've been telling you about!" Joshua said as he gestured toward you.

"Hi guys! So you're the famous bunch Joshua keeps talking about!" you waved with a slight chuckle.

"What did he say about us?"

"Wait he thinks we're friends?"

"We're famous?!"

All of their sudden questions made you laugh. It was clear already why they were Joshua's friends.

"Okay, let's have you guys introduce yourselves before Y/N gets confused," responded Joshua, "Let's start left to right."

"Hi, I'm Jun!" waved Jun.

"Minghao, nice to meet you."

"Vernon," he said with a wave.

"Hey I'm Seungkwan!"

"Nice to meet you Y/N, I'm Seungcheol."

"I'm Jeonghan!"

"Hey I'm Seokmin!"

"Chan!"

"Hi I'm Soonyoung! Call me Soon!" iykyk

"Hey I'm Mingyu."

"I'm Wonwoo."

"Jihoon," he muttered, looking down.

"And I'm Joshua!" he joked as he watched you process all of those greetings.

"Nice to meet you all! It's gonna take me a minute to remember all of your names!" you laughed. Your mind however wandered to the quieter one. Jihoon. He looked pretty shy, hopefully he'd open up a little.

"Alright who's hungry? Let's get us some food!" said Seungcheol as everyone got up.

The dining room was pretty neat and had a lot of options. From common Korean food to western food, it was a food paradise. Joshua had caught up with Jeonghan and Seungcheol leaving you to wander with some of the other boys. He knew that you'd be okay, your extraverted nature allowing you to easily accommodate yourself amongst his friends. Granted, you did feel a little awkward until Soonyoung gestured for you to come with him and Jihoon.

"Y/N! Do you like (favorite food)?" asked Soonyoung.

"Yes! It's my fave!" you replied enthusiastically.

"Great! Cause Jihoon and I were craving some! Right bro?" Soonyoung nudged the quiet boy.

"Yup," he nodded, not wanting the attention on him.

"Hey, I see you've got great taste when it comes to food!" you laughed at your own joke, which made Soonyoung burst into laughter. You were able to see the corner of Jihoon's mouth tilt slightly upward at your antics. Your plan was coming together.

You weren't the only one who noticed Jihoon's little smile. Jun, Minghao, and Vernon found themselves observing your conversation. While they found your pun funny, the three of them felt their eyes widen at the sight of Jihoon smiling at your joke.

"That's the first time I've seen someone make Jihoon smile, especially a stranger," remarked Jun.

"Yeah, I'm kinda shocked to see Y/N talking to him of all people. I mean he kinda comes off as cold according to most people who don't know him well," added Vernon.

"Soonyoung probably dragged them in their conversation in the first place. Maybe this is a good thing guys, Jihoon could use some more friends besides us," explained Minghao.

"Dang, why didn't Joshua bring you around sooner?" asked Soonyoung as the three of you retrieved your bags of food.

"I'm not sure!" you answered right before you saw Jihoon's untied shoe. "JIHOON YOUR SHOE!"

"What?" said Jihoon as he began to feel himself trip. He braced himself to meet the floor until he felt a pair of hands on his shoulders. He opened his eyes to see your concerned face. Your exclamation of his name was loud enough to cause a scene resulting in Joshua and his friends' witnessing the scene.

You felt Jihoon's body stiffen as you gently removed your arms from him. It was pretty obvious that he was embarrassed by the situation but you were glad he was safe. Jihoon couldn't tell if you felt the spark of electricity he felt the moment you safely caught him.

"Are you okay?" you asked with concern.

"Yeah, you didn't need to save me," he mumbled, "but thank you."

"Come on Jihoon, she just saved your life! You owe her one!" exclaimed Soonyoung as he tried to lighten the mood.

Jihoon didn't say anything and instead opted to sit away from you and Soonyoung once you reached the table with the rest of the boys. While it did make you a little sad that Jihoon didn't want to sit with you, you made sure to empathize with him and assumed that he probably didn't want to bother you. Despite this, some of the boys weren't surprised by his standoffish behavior. Jihoon was known to be like that especially around new people. He did look annoyed. You wanted to say something, but of course with this many people present the conversation shifted. The guys wanted to know all about you.

"So Y/N, what are your interests?" asked Chan.

"Well I don't know if this counts as an interest but I always love to socialize! I feel so recharged and relaxed in the presence of others!" you explained.

"About half of us here are pretty introverted, that's just so interesting to hear that perspective," remarked Jeonghan.

"That's the beauty of it. To me, every extrovert needs their introvert. Balance is key," you explained as you took another bite of your food.

Even though he was seated further away from you, Jihoon was intently listening to you. He really agreed with your philosophy about introverts and extraverts. Honestly, he wished he could find his respective extravert but he could never admit that out loud.

The conversation went on and shifted, it felt like you had been talking to the boys for hours. It wasn't until one of them pointed out that three hours had passed by!

"Oh wow it is getting late! Hey Y/N, wanna be added to our group chat? You'd fit right in!" asked Seungkwan as he pulled out his phone.

"Sure!" you said as you gave them your number. You looked up and glanced at Jihoon who looked kind of annoyed that you'd be joining their group chat. But you knew that he'd change his mind.

"Alright, Y/N and I have to get going since I've gotta drop them off, bye guys!" said Joshua.

"Bye guys! Wait can I give y'all a hug first?" you asked.

At this point it was easy to tell that they all really seemed to like you and vibed with you well. All of a sudden you felt yourself enveloped in a massive group hug giggling at your new friends. You noticed someone was missing though. Jihoon.

"Hey Jihoon, get in here!" you yelled as the other members opened their arms.

"Uh, no thank you," said Jihoon who sounded annoyed.

"Jihoon, you know you want to!" yelled Soongyoung while he wiggled his eyebrows, further annoying his friend.

As to not cause a commotion, Jihoon begrudgingly joined in the group hug. It warmed your heart to see him be included by everyone and Jihoon even felt a little special that you cared enough to notice he was missing initially. The hug broke apart as you said your final goodbyes before heading off with Joshua.

"I'm surprised you seemed to strike up several conversations with Jihoon," recalled Joshua as the two of you got into his car.

"Why is that?" you ask as you put on your seatbelt.

"Well, the guys and I kind of noticed that he's a really reserved and shy dude. We're just shocked that you even managed to make him smile!" he said as he pulled out of the parking space.

"I made him smile? It seemed like he was kinda annoyed with me," you chuckled nervously.

"Well, you are annoying!" joked Joshua earning him a playful smack on the shoulder from you. "But seriously, thank you for including him and opening up to him. We want him to have more friends that just aren't us."

"No need to thank me! He seems like an interesting guy. I just hope I didn't overwhelm him or anything" you said as you gazed through the window. Your mind wandered to him yet again hoping that he liked you after today.

Jihoon found himself walking with Soonyoung, Jun, Vernon, Minghao, and Seungkwan. They all lived in the same dorm building and were walking back together.

"So Jihoon... what did you think of Y/N?" asked Seungkwan.

"What do you mean? They were kinda loud" said Jihoon as he looked down.

"I mean, they did it to save you from tripping in front of the whole school," stated Soonyoung a matter of factly.

"I could've managed on my own," lied Jihoon.

"Sure, but you do think they're funny," said Jun with a laugh, "We all saw the way you smiled at their joke."

"Well you saw wrong," Jihoon deflected.

"Sure, whatever you say," smirked Vernon.

"Listen, I don't know what you guys are trying to insinuate but-" Jihoon was interrupted when his and the other boys' phones received a notification.

"Speak of the devil," said Minghao as the message was from you.

"Thank you all for such a great time! Let's hang out some more!" Seungkwan read your message aloud.

"We definitely should! Y/N has great vibes, right Jihoon?" Soonyoung said as he nudged his friend.

"Whatever."

Joshua dropped you off and left shortly after, allowing you to be in your thoughts. Should you text Jihoon and apologize for embarrassing him? Giving him some space was also an option but you felt bad at the possibility of making him feel uncomfortable. After going back and forth you found yourself pulling up Jihoon's contact from the group chat and began typing a message.

Hey Jihoon, it's Y/N! I had fun today! I also wanted to apologize for causing a scene earlier today. I didn't want to embarrass you or anything. I just didn't want you to fall lol!

Finding that message satisfying, you pressed send and hoped for the best.

Shortly after entering his dorm room, Jihoon noticed your message and felt his heart skip a beat. Just reading your name made his mind race with all sorts of questions. He stared at the message for a few minutes. He found himself loosening up, really appreciating your sincerity and concern for him despite only meeting once. If it were anyone else, he'd probably ignore the message until the next day. But something about your kindness drew him in.

It's okay, thanks for looking out for me

He felt that it was kinda dry, but sent the message nonetheless. He'd feel awkward if he said anything else. A few minutes later, he was met with your reply.

Always! And it was really nice meeting you today. You seem like a cool guy 😎 can't wait to hang out more with you and the guys!!

Man were you enthusiastic. Jihoon found himself smiling at the emoji and your candor through text. He thought about saying something to continue the conversation but felt that he'd make things awkward. Instead, he liked your message. He wasn't cold enough to let you be hanging.

Part 2 coming soon!

#seventeen x reader #seventeen reactions #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #woozi x reader #woozi imagines #seventeen fluff

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The substack on "seperating the art from the artist" was interesting. But one detail lead me to a question - childrens books.

I know it was mostly used to mock people who don't want to engadge with anything "icky" as the demographic probably likes to say, but still.

So the question is, should books for kids be squeaky clean, be these gardens of eden were no evil shows its head, till they grow into the maturity which will let them confront the barbarity of literature vis a vis reality?

One could already use this as a segway to argue the opposite - that with the amount of adults not being able to deal with literature going against their provincal pseudo-morals, children should be "trained" from young age to not be like that - the point of childhood is paradoxically to grow out of it, even if many dont want to.

But on the other hand, and this may reveal myself to be the object of the previous high-nosed snot shower:

I kinda do feel "icky" when I think about all these kids books that try to be "hehe, I'm gonna show kids the real world!"

Like that Matilda author, forgot his name, I remember a year ago there was some fake drama about censorship which ofcourse was stupid but still

I do feel some kind of spite, that irony, that want to be subversive that goes against the idealised view of childhood.

Or maybe my realistic view - with all the cruelty and unavoidable misery - but that wants me to say, "why expose them to more of it?"

Because intuition tells me that those "edgy" childrens book have a simmilar ethos as a teenaged kid trying to teach a todler swear words, or to do a roman salute or whatever, this corrupting of the innocent for the sake of it.

But maybe this whole ramble is just the result of a Lacanian wish to crawl back into the vomb, my lile of Preussler's books just a want to become the little ghost who just can fly around in his eternal castle never growing up.

Still ofcourse I get that it is absurd to rant against Matilda with all the childrens media going way further in many ways and the fact that even I as a young child easily acceseed stuff I wasnt supossed to.

So maybe I answerred my own question - maybe there shouldnt even be childrens books in the first place, just books that are more and less apropriate for younger and yet younger kids.

(Also they should burn all those obviously on porpuse braindead picture books, you know the type lol)

Yes, as I discussed here, I didn't really read children's books unless made to and don't find it to be all that appealing a category. People thought comic books were like children's books, so I was happily reading Grant Morrison's occult phantasmagoria, Frank Miller's post-apocalyptic reactionary satire, and Alan Moore's Freudian traumatology of the archetypes at the age of five and six—and I wouldn't have it any other way. Anyway, the writers who shifted children's books out of their moralizing paradigm and into neo-modernist aesthetic integrity in the late 19th century tended to be either quasi-pedophiles like Carroll and Barrie or figures like Potter rather deliberately trying to expose children to the tooth-and-claw realities polite society otherwise evaded. Children's primordial innocence was a useful historical construct, the slowly evolving joint work of Christianity and the Enlightenment, and we are rightly suspicious of those who would tamper too much with it today; but it was a historical construct, it has produced its own return-of-the-repressed shadow (it's likely generated as much pedophilia as it's ever discouraged by inventing the taboo to be profaned), and it has been carried to unconscionable extremes of life-aversion and anti-intellectualism in our time (e.g., the "brain" doesn't "finish" till age 25 or whatever other ridiculous scientific myth of permanent incapacity we're supposed to believe based on the latest spate of fake "studies" these days). People are probably just people at any age from the onset of consciousness forward—I am aware of no great shift in the core of my identity since about the age of five and never thought of myself as a child—and, because there is alas no protecting everyone from everything in the end, they should at least be armed with knowledge and cultivation at the earliest possible moment.

#children's literature

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So being prejudiced against people from your own community (and other communities) is fine under the guise of keeping it real, speaking whatever we want, and not being afraid? i didn't even know ayesha was trans when i read her tweets about kim being "castrated" as a child, but now it feels worse because she's trans cause she's attacking someone from her own community? she can say whatever she wants, i don't care, it just feels like you really like justifying shitty behavior from singers if you like their music instead of just admitting their behavior is pure shit and you don't really care about how they behave as long as their music is nice.

i didn't even know exactly who ayesha was before i saw someone retweeting about her calling out kim for working with dr luke which I was like "oh, yes, get her ass" but then she tweeted shit about kim's transition and that's when she crossed the line.

"no 12 is when kim's parents got her castrated, 12 is when i was being a kid and growing up x"

"exactly my point. you did nothing with this. while i worked my ASSS off to get any sort of my attention for my music, she was on tv talking about getting axe wounded at 12 by her rich ass parents."

re: azealia - i didnt'even see anything about azealia banks in her tweets, but miss banks can also go away with her transphobic shit. she has a talent with words, for sure, but she consistently uses her talent for evil WHICH SHE'S ALLOWED TO IF SHE WANTS that's up to her morals, but you don't need to justify it as "oh she's just keeping it real, i respect that", you see what i mean? like whichever music you like, you are still someone i really care about and enjoy, it's just odd to go to bat for these singers who keep showing their ass all the time.

This is a funny conversation because i haven't read some of those tweets either until you mentioned them like the axe wound tweet for example... ew. Umm. Its complicated. Maybe not for you... but to me, there's something about... people saying what they think even if other people think its nasty that i find respectable.

I think those tweets from ayesha about kim are disgusting, but im just not the type of person to cancel someone completely from my life when they do something wrong. Everyone does good and bad things, i dont think some bad things negate lots of good things, although lots of people do think that these days.

The way i see it, everyone thinks things that someone else would find disgusting. I dont know you anon but if you spoke or posted all your thoughts theres someone out there who would think some of them are disgusting, because theres people with all sorts of opinions. It doesnt mean you shouldnt speak your mind. Sharing ideas is very important or we end up in our small social media bubbles and dont understand other world views, or other cultures for that matter.

Regarding me saying that ayesha is more qualified to talk about transgender people as a trans person, i mean that while i find her tweets to be disgusting, i know there are some detrans people even on here who think that 12 is possibly too early for the medical transition that kim had. Its not really my place to say as a cis person, thats what i meant. I think at the very least its complicated and while you can say its great for people to transition that early, i think its great for some people to, and probably harmful to others based on personal anecdotes that ive read.

I hope i answered everything, lots of topics here. Also i want to say that i really enjoy conversation like this, i think its good for all of us to be exposed to different ideas :) ily anon

#long post #transphobia

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girlwithwolftatoo · 2 years

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I choose to make these two together because:

It involves the three bois

Giving them some strip tease on camera has some advantages...

Steven Grant:

*This man can't live without making some calls in the midtime, even if the world is about to fall apart. He makes this cute wave with his hand to say hello when you answer his call and asks you how you've been and stuff.

*"Steven, I got a surprise for you" "A surprise? For me? Oh, (Y/N), I am honoured, you shouldnt-" You place your phone so he can see you full body, first making Steven think you're showing him a new outfit or something.

*But when you begin to take your clothes off, slow and with an innocent facade, Steven chuckles nervously because HE KNOWS what's going on. And because this is Steven, he'll search immediately for a place to hide and admire you out of other's sight.

*You like to take your time, perhaps you lift your skirt a little so he can get a glimpse of your panties, or you lean to show him your breasts. But never doubt this is enough to give him a hard on.

*"Y-you look beautiful" he mumbles, trying to fight the urge of touching himself. Anyways, he loses the battle once you take off your shirt and reveal you're not wearing a bra. You can even see his throat bob and his face getting sweaty, just as you wanted.

*Steven will masturbate out of camera, thought he's aware you may know he's doing it. You watch him biting his lower lip to avoid any sound, his breathing getting heavier and the slight blush when he's about to finish.

*You wink at him, barely covering yourself with one arm. "So, Steven my dear... how are you?"

Jake Lockley:

*He's like super concentrated when doing Khonshu's work, because he truly enjoys it (you know, kicking dudes until they can't walk or shooting them to the knee), but he always finds time to make a quick videocall to you. "Buenas noches, preciosa, how you doing?"

*You both arranged this call even before he left for the mission, so you're more than ready for the showtime. "You look a little stressed, Jake" "You know how is this, bonita" "Would you like me to do something to get you better?"

*You know what Jake likes very well, so you turn your music on and give him a very loose dance (it's more like you slowly wiggling your hips but it works too), wearing a short dress, smokey thigh highs and heels. He chuckles at the sight, he loves you being his "personal stripper".

*Along with the clothes-off thing, you do other things like licking and sucking your fingers, then rolling your hands on certain parts of your body, making naughty faces to the camera and all. And Jake gets more involved, asking you to it in certain forms. "Grab your tits, honey... yeah, just like that... Now pull down that strap... you look much better when you're messy"

*He doesn't have any problem on letting you know he has a hand on his cock. In fact, he'll tell you and probably show you. "Mira qué duro me pones, bonita" ("Look how hard you get me, pretty girl"), "I want to shove this in that cute mouth of yours and make you suck it good"

*And of course he wants you to touch yourself too. You do it but not too much, you're the one who's deciding how this play will go, after all, but that's good enough for him. When he finishes, he'll smile and blow you a kiss. "Thank you, bonita, I really needed it, you'll get your tip when I return"

Marc Spector:

*He realizes he hasn't talked to you since he left, so as soon as he returns to his hotel room at El Cairo, he makes a videocall, apologizing for not communicating sooner. "Is everything alright? Are you okay?" (he's always that worried when he's not around you).

*"Uh, Marc, you got some time?" you ask a little embarrased "Yes, sure, what do you need?" "Just your attention". Marc is a little confused, but does it anyways.

*Instead of dancing, you lift or remove your clothes to show him what's under, so he catches some quick sights of lace and silk. "You'd like to see more?" you ask with a teasing look. Marc answers more by instinct than reason. "Yes, I do".

*You get close to camera so he can see everything on detail, how you pull out your blouse, unbutton your pants, play with the waistband of your garter belt and much more. "I miss you, Marc" you purr while touching your chest "I need you here". He gulps and nods, visibly surprised. "Me too, baby, I -can you... do something for me?" "What's that, Marc?" "T-take off everything b-but the stockings, please"

*As your hands run across your legs, Marc jerks off hard and fast, breathing with his mouth half opened, muttering things under his breath like soft commands. "Yes -like that, just... keep going, baby... you are amazing..." You chuckle. "What's that, Spector, are you touching yourself like a randy teenager?" He averts his eyes. "Marc, please? Let me see you"

*He moves the phone so you can watch his own doings. "So big..." you gasp. Marc grunts, he's so close you help him to finish by telling him how much you love watching him masturbate. You hear his panting while his seed spills on his hand and thighs. "I love you, Marc" "I love you too, (Y/N)" he answers in a hoarse voice.

#moon knight #moon knight series #moon knight headcanon #moon boys #jake lockley #steven grant #marc spector #steven grant x reader #marc spector x reader #jake lockley x reader #oscar isaac #marvel series

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wooltoesocks · 5 months

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things i want to get answers to in the remaining episodes of four leaf: a very comprehensive list that must be missing some things i just cant remember at the moment (also soilers for up until ep 139):

just in general evrything about the bells, and more especiall like how is lina giving lupe her bells (because that is 100% gonna happen i think) gonna affect them, for example if they'll get lina's bell as like their own, and if that bell being kinda broken is gonna be any problem

will that be a permanent change, is lupe gonna give the bell back to lina after they deal with the wolf

what's gonna happen to cricket if they really do deal with the wolf? or how will tehy come to some wsolution that doesnt harm anyone

CARLA!!! is she gonna be okay? that wound looks very nasty. i hope they'll be able to cure it somehow, and if not, then chopchop there goes a leg :/

talking about carla, is she gonna give er bells to someone like she mentioned in 138? that is only in case she wont be able to continue, but it loks very bad rn, so my question is, is it gonnna be mercy? or in general, who is it gonna be?

also about the bells, i really wanna know how many bells each witch has!! it''s just something i think would be interesting to analyse. (i looked through all the episodes where a witch has their bells out buut i still now only know for certain the number of bels like 7 witches have (before 137 and emma giving up her bells): Erica 1, Emma 2, Socks 2 (most likely, unless she got mor after the prison break, that's when she at least shows only 2), Alishba 3, Linda 3 (both of whose bells were shown during the prison break), Carla 20, Lina 21.

also also (i use that word so much), the names of the witches! we now know there are 17 witches in the red hoods (+lupe +lina so maybe 19 but oh well) and of those 17 we know the names of 12 (episode 133)

what i wanna know too is like which bell belongs to which witch? we've seen some, for example in the flashback of when they first appeared, and also in the festival of roses we see some, but like i wnna knowww (ye sit's very trivial but that's what makes it fun i think)

the mom. what happened with her in the 8 months that have passed since lupe was last in their original world? did she just continue on like normal, or did she actually regret some of the things she's done? will lupe go see her again?

the inevitable. the thing i've been waiting for for like 2 years. the KISS! alvar mentioned the witch loking very mad and the also saying he's the kinda guy to ask twice before a first kiss and what i think will happen is that he is gonna ask. like he's just the kinda guy. but the thing lupe (most likely) will be "mad" about is just that al didnt tell about it (even tho he was gonna tell you lupe, you just didnt want him to). or they arent mad, but just like very confused/fristrated and Al just interpreted it wrong? i dont know. we'll see (hopefully tomorrow in 140 but at the evry least in 141?? like i dont think it will take so long that it would be 142? (i am delusional). also looking at the future chapter thumbnails (not a fast pass reader), it looks like someone is using some kind of reddish/pinkish magic / teleporting right next to him)

okay this isnt a theory or anything, i just know lupe's dad is gonna be so smug learning about lupe and al's relationship when they do get into one like judging from ep 116 and the "crush" i jut know

okay wow this is a long post but i need to get these out of my head and scream into the void and wait if it screams back

back to the bells, they'r gonna give everyone their own one back right? if they deal wit hthe wolf, there shouldnt be any need to hoard all the power, and i dont think it would be very fair to let 72 people just go on about life without really even knowing what's going no just because you wanna levitate. i know it's probably more complicated than that but yeah

also (fuck, this word again) what's gonna happen to the witchs' craving of gloom? is it gonna go away if there is no wolf (okay this is assuming that it's dealt with and they wont come to a peaceful comclusion but if that happens i just really hope cricket will be okay)

are other witches gonna wanna get rid of their bells and become human like emma?

i would like some more information about the different worlds, although i think it's unlikely tha will come up in the chapters themselves, but maybe as some bonus content somewhere?

okay so i already wrote about like if Lina's bell being broken is gonna have any effect on lupe, but will it affect Lina herself? i would assume not, but you never know

just in general, i cant wait to see how everything comes to a conclusion and how the ending is gonna be (even tho i would love for it to go on for longer). are we gonnna see another time skip?

man i just remembered there are alaso civilians in Garua at the moment too like the redhoods are gonna get the to safety right? maybe that will also help a little with the public's fear of the witches, the news that hey maybe they're not bad through and through (even tho that was never the case but most people still thought that so)

fuck this is long how many words even is this... 1005???? man that's like 2/3 of the essays we had to write in high school. yea it's easier to just put stuff from your mind into bullet points but this has taken me like maybe 45 minutes where as those essays took at least 5 hours. i bet i could make one from one of my interests in like 2 hours and i would be much better than any of those monstrocities i wrote

anyway back on track

actually those are the main ones i remember now, maybe i'll update this once more come to mind, but for now this is enough for today

pictured above is me falling for this series

wait one more thing: is it stated anywhere how much the bells weigh? i would assume they're more like incorporeal so they wouldn't hve any mass, and i fell like should know this i've read this series 5 or 6 times. but if they do infact hve mass, do the witches have to actively levitate them or are they jsut funky like that

#fellow four leaf readers please tell me stuff i didnt consider that should probably be here #four leaf webtoon #four leaf #webtoon #tuisku thinks (shocking)#man i just have so many questions and i just want to know everything about this world #or worlds #this is honestly one of my all time favorite serieses #in all media formats #i know i've said it before but it is true so it should be stated again #im so normal about it you dont even know #also i hope most of those havent already been answered although some might have been #sporry for anyone who had to see this/read all of it i applaud you this was so not organized and very confusing #villasukat.

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transarsonist · 4 months

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i am learning that, contrary to popular belief, there is no wider "medical records" interconnection between health providers, you can tell them where all youve been and the newest doctor can request all your old records, but if you dont keep hold of them yourself its possible to Loose your medical records. when you move to a new Primary Care doctor you should bring with you your complete medical records, they usually print them out but sometimes will burn you a disk yes its that old school, no they often Cannot load it onto a flash drive or anything. now you're probably thinking at this point something like "well SHOULDNT THERE BE?" yes, there really ought to be, there are several private venture companies attempting to do just that, However as these companies have a direct financial bottom line they must meet to continue operation, they cannot provide the services for free, so can never truely be universal. to make a healthcare data system that is truely universal it would need to be a NFP solution specifically driven to that goal or a state funded exersise in public health. both are unlikely. keep a good head of where your medical data is stored, and make sure the answer is "most of it i have a copy of at home"

#this post about the USA

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alternativegirl23 · 8 months

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I feel like the first two chapters have been filler. But I promise it gets better!

Deal With The Devil- Chapter 2

Morning came too quickly. Your eyes bleary, mouth cotton dry and sore. Slowly sitting up, you wiped your eyes to remove the sleep. You yawned wide and stretched what muscles you could feel were tense. Stomach grumbling, but turning with nausea at the same time.

Slowly swinging your legs over the bed, and heading towards your bathroom off to the left. You were startled at your reflection. Red lipstick smeared away, hair askew from bedhead, and probably the worst morning breath ever. You remember Lee helping you in the bathroom, embarrassed that you couldn't hold the wine you imbibed.

You just wanted to forget how you felt. How he made you feel. Truthfully, you were broken up with several months ago by your ex. He just "wanted space for a while". You knew it was bullshit.

So, you just wanted to drown your sorrows. As well as feel more relaxed around Lee. He had always made you a little nervous, being too handsome for his own good. All he had to do was talk or look at you a certain way and you felt your heart beat a little faster. Hands suddenly clammy and your breath more shallow.

You slowly made your way down the stairs. Holding onto the railing so you wouldn't lose your balance. The kitchen calling to you with the wafting smell of bacon, eggs, pancakes, and coffee. Yawning and putting your hair up into a ponytail, you came to see Lee in the kitchen making a full breakfast.

Slightly confused, you wondered where your parents were. He seemed to be able to read your thoughts. "They left to go for a drive", he answered in his drawl that you loved. You nodded and went to sit down on one of the chairs situated under the medium sized island.

Smiling at you, Lee finished up cooking all the food, setting them on the island. "Eat up, go on '', he encouraged, grabbing both of you plates and coming to sit down by your side. You half bent over the island, feeling too lazy to get up. The fabric of your shirt slid up slightly, and you felt Lee's eyes on you. "Yes?", you teasingly asked.

He chuckled to himself and shook his head, knowing he'd been caught.

"You just look real cute, that's all" he smiled, a crooked grin as he looked at you. You smiled in return, sitting down as you started taking slow mouthfuls of food. A few moments passed, both of you trying to decide who should speak first. Lee spoke up, setting down his mug if coffee.

"You feeling any better?", he asked.

"Yeah, my head is still pounding that's all. Shouldnt you be leaving soon?" You looked at him a moment, eating more forkfuls of food and chugging down the coffee in hopes the caffeine would help your headache.

"I'll still do my patrols but your dad actually offered me to stay here a bit. Says so I can get out of that motel I been stayin' in", he anwsers.

"That's nice of him. It must be really lonely, since, you know'". A slight pause. "Ive been really lonely since my breakup. I cant imagine what divorce is like. Im glad youre here. We all are", you finish.

Lee gave you a confused look, tilting his head and scooting closer to you in his chair."You didn't tell me you were single", he said. You shrugged, eyes downcast. Voice almost a whisper.

"I didn't think it was a big deal", you answered solemnly.

"It is to me. Might explain why you've been drinking a bit more" Lee drawls, as if he knows you melt at hearing him talk. You nod.

"You know you ain't as stealthy as you seem", he muses. You look up, face plastered with mild shock. You hadn't expected the conversation to veer this way. Lee continued, "You forget Im a cop sweetheart. I see everything. Ive seen the looks and smiles you give me. Ive noticed you've seen me given' em to you too". He moves even closer in his chair now, inches away from you. His right hand, large and warm, resting just above your knee. You had to ignore the vibrating sensation crawling up your leg.

"But what I wanna know is what exactly it is you want darlin'", he moves even closer to your face. A thumb resting on your cheek. Running small movements up and down as you keep staring at him. You're at a loss for words. You shake your head, whether to clear your thoughts or gather them, you're not sure. Lee smirks widely to himself, exposing some teeth.

He knows exactly what effect he has on you. But can he keep up the game? Before even thinking, you lean forward and kiss him deeply. Leaning into the kiss as you put your hands on his face, licking his bottom lip to see if he'll let you in. You start to moan before you can restrain it.

Little whimpers at first then bigger pleas. He only gives in a little, moving into you with his hands on your shoulders now. His hands slowly wrap around your back. Please God, just give a woman something. He deepens the kiss and slowly invades your mouth.

He can't seem to keep noises to himself either. Letting out little groans and pants, as if you were sucking the life from him. Deepening it even more, you think maybe he'll finally act on how he feels. But as soon as it started, he stops. Fuck.

He pulls away quickly, sighing to himself as if he's disappointed for losing control. "Honey, Im goin' through a lot right now. I think it best we keep things low til dust settles. Alr'ght?" You nod your head, dropping it low in slight disappointment. You understood where he was coming from, but it didnt mean it still wasnt a rejection. Lee tucked his right index finger under your chin, making you face him again.

You gave a sad half smirk. "I understand. Im sorry. I just got carried away," you finally said. Lee returned the same smile, resting his right hand on your knee now. "Im sorry if I lead ya on, darling. I really do like you. I just dont wanna jump into anything too fast", he said. You nodded your head, your left hand softly covering his, trying to reassure him.

"No, dont be sorry. We've both been really lonely. I shouldn't have jumped at you when I saw an opening", your voice calm and even. Lee smiled and leaned in to give you a friendly hug, both of you leaning forward on the stools then sitting back down. He had a different glint in his eyes now. Mischievous or calculating you couldn't tell.

A few moments of silence. He rose from his stool to stand in front of you. Hands planted solidly on the island on either side of you. You shift forward to face him. Breath hitching in your throat because he was so close again. He smirks to himself, just wanting to push your limits a little further.

But he wont, he's a patient man. At least when it comes to you. Lee gets up and starts to hand wash the dishes. You get up and start to help dry and put them away. Eyes couldnt help but keep returning back to Lee.

A white tee shirt hugged the little pudge of his stomach. Light wash jeans gripping his thick thighs. You had to practically clench your thighs together. So touch starved, you would have humped his leg like a dog if he asked.

"Lee? Thank you for making breakfast", you said coyly. He gave a little grin. "You're welcome", was all he gave in return as he put the last dish away for you. He turned on his heel, heading towards the living room now. Now or never. My last chance.

With a quick inhale, you walked away from the sink. A few paces closer to him but he was almost out of the room. "Lee?", you asked with a hint of panic in your voice. He turned toward you, a brow raised in your direction. "Yes Darlin'?", he drawled. There it was again. Does he know hes toying with you?

"How about a deal", you were nervous now. Hands clammy, wiping them on your jeans. He slowly strode over, licking his bottom lip and pulling into his teeth. Lee stops a few inches from you, eyeing you up down.

"Whats that cutie?" You blushed a little at his comment. His fingers brushed past your cheek as he tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear. Clearing your throat, finding the courage needed. You looked him in the eyes, not wanting to look away.

"How about when everything settles on your end…we have a sort of…relationship", you stated. His brows raised, unsure of what you meant. Shaking your head to clear your thoughts. This was still coming out more nervous than you wanted. Just once you wish you could be confident.

Lee chuckled softly, shaking his head. His hand softly grips your chin, tilting your head more up to his eye level. "Just say what you wanna say, honey", he spoke softly, more gravel in his tone than normal. Like he knew what you wanted, he just wanted to hear you say it. You kept eye contact still, wanting to appear unafraid.

"Were friends but we also fuck on occasion. Once your divorce is finalized, I mean. I know we're both lonelier than ever. So why not keep each other company?" Both of you stared into each other's souls, trying to figure the other out.

Would a man a decade younger than your dad be interested in someone like you? He had to be with all the looks and touches, right? He gave you a neutral expression, not giving away what he was thinking at all. Come on, just tell me already. You stepped back a foot or two, suddenly feeling enclosed by his presence.

The weight of him is too much to bear. His scent is too dizzying to make you think straight. His thumb brushes your jaw tenderly. He notices and gives a little smirk. "Sounds fun to me darlin", he coos.

You couldn't believe it. "I have one condition", you add. He still stares at you intensely. Lee gives a little nod for you to continue. "Let me call you Master, maybe Sir. Deal?", you hold out your left hand. He shakes his head with a laugh, stepping closer to you.

Lee holds out his right hand to shake your left. "Did I just make a deal with the devil, honey?" You shook his hand firmly, letting it drop after a few seconds. "Maybe you did", you say. A Cheshire cat-like smirk appears on your face. Now the fun can really begin.

#Lee Bodecker #the devil all the time #smut #Sleazy Sherriff

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