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something fascinating to me about egg discourse is how often tme people Also joke about or question their friends potential to be trans, and it's literally never talked about like this.
my cis and tme nb friends routinely joke about celebrities or characters that have big "nonbinary energy" or who otherwise exhibit behavior we would associate with ourselves. i have tme friends and acquaintances who have approached me or my wife and straightforwardly said "something seems trans about you, have I asked for your pronouns recently?"
similar friends have even talked about other still-cis friends in our circle this way, or joked about "when are you going to transition like the rest of us?" or "yeah cis people are a minority in this group, just give it time" or "no wonder you have queer friends with how comfortable with being gnc you are" or etc etc examples like that
even the actual examples of people in my life that I can think of as being the most "invasive" or presumptive about gender have been tme people:
it was my cishet friends who outed me and my wife as trans to everyone at their wedding, including their boomer parents and hundreds of strangers, and called it "the most queer wedding party ever"
it was my tme nb friend who kept saying they could "always tell" her transfem cousin was trans before she came out, and then proceeded to randomly give us extremely personal details about her bottom surgery
it was my transmasc friend who refused to call me and my wife anything other than "little enby beans" after we met and introduced us with our full genders+sexuality labels to every single person one by one at a party
it was my transmasc nb friend who kept insisting my wife could "still be nonbinary" when she was first considering identifying as a trans woman instead, and it was THAT idea that actually slowed her down from making changes to her life that she wanted
it was my cis friends who approached me arm and arm and cornered my outside of a bathroom at a party right after I took a piss to suddenly ask me what my pronouns were because they "heard something" at the party
like, transfems deserve robust support against this trash so a lot of our defensive discourse has ofc been about how it IS okay for transfems to talk about eggs and be jokey about it and non-invasively approach others about being trans
but i swear to god none of these weird people have even stopped to make their discourse ABOUT anyone BUT transfems. it's so clearly targeted!!
no one has EVER approached *me* as a tme nb person and suggested i was pressuring gnc people with my egg jokes. never. nothing even remotely similar. i joke about other people being trans all the time and no one has ever treated me the way you all are treating transfems over this issue.
important note: my examples are all things I recall as being invasive and awkward, and I'm sharing them to make a point about how often rude behavior comes from the same tme people pointing fingers over this. but I still don't think any of them are worth the crucifixion people are treating transfem egg discourse with.
even when my friends were weird to me in the above examples, my reaction was either to confront them about it as friends who I trust to be able to communicate with, or to cut those individuals off after they proved not worth a relationship in the long run. at no time did I desire to make a call-out post or spread rumors about them or publicly declare all of their gender as a screeching menace to society.
my point here is that even when I do think about moments where others crossed a line, acting like this is a "issue trans women have" is blatantly transmisogynistic garbage that only exists to serve the woman-hating machine at the heart of our society. fucking cut it out
#to be clear: i have tons of transfem friends too#and im not friends with all of these people anymore#but thats not the point of this post at all#also obligatory im tme tag#but i think thats also clear in the post
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The Alchemy
pairing: oscar piastri x norris reader; lando norris x sister reader; talks about carlos sainz x norris reader (past relationship)
series: the tortured poets department
synopsis: the alchemy is a term coined in the old days before chemist but back then the aim was to produce gold from other elements by mixing certain chemicals. knowing that she is now with the man of her dreams; she came out of the dark in which she has stayed in for a very long time and found the person in which there was 'no denying the alchemy' that if they were together, there's gold, which to her means love.
warnings: literally none because it's all fluff
author's note: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL THE LOVE AND SUPPORT YOU'VE GIVEN THIS SERIES 🥹😭🩶 also i had a different collage for this but i didn't like it so here's a new one
This happens once every few lifetimes
These chemicals hit me like white wine
Marriage happens every few lifetimes, but not for you. You once thought you were going to marry Carlos. Looking back now, you're extremely grateful that you didn't marry Carlos last year. The 'chemicals' of love that you had with Carlos had an intoxicating effect similar to white wine.
I circled you on a map
I haven't come around in so long
But I'm coming back so strong
After the Australian Grand Prix, you and Oscar decided to spontaneously get married here since all of the important people in your life are here in his home country. The wedding ceremony was being held at the beach that Oscar's parents had private access to.
As you're walking down the aisle with your father, you start tearing up seeing Oscar wait for you at the alter. Everything you've always wanted is finally happening.
Once you reach the alter, your father gives your hand to Oscar. "Take care of my daughter." Your father smiles as tears form in his eyes.
"Forever and always." Oscar says to your father and takes your hand from him. Oscar walks you up the alter and you both look at Zak. Zak was officiating the wedding ceremony.
"The bride and groom have decided to say their vows to each other." Zak looks at you telling you to go first.
"Oscar Jack Piastri. I can't believe we're getting married after 4 months of knowing each other." You smile in disbelief that you're actually getting married. "I remember when we first met, we had a shot of tequila together cheering to new beginnings for both of us. That night Lando ended up wasted while I was a little bit tipsy. You drove us back to our hotel on an empty Las Vegas Strip. The song 'Downtown Lights' by the Blue Nile started playing in your McLaren and we found that we both loved this song. We sang it loudly while Lando was passed out drunk in the back seat. I didn't know it at that time but it was going to be alright because I found the love of my life." Oscar wipes the tears falling from his face while you continue to speak.
"That week was the first time coming back to the paddock in so long. I remember breaking down in Lando's room because of something an ex said about my papaya family and I. You were so worried about me even though our relationship was barely building. I remember you told me 'it's time to crack these locks from him and start throwing rocks at that past relationship.' After that night I circled you on the map of my heart and came back so strong." You finish your set of vows and the Oscar speaks his.
Cause the sign on your heart
Said it's still reserved for me
Honestly, who are we to fight the alchemy?
"Y/N Marie Norris. If you're shocked that we're getting married after 4 months of knowing each other. Well honey, I'll do you one better. I'm surprised I'm marrying a MILF." Everyone including you two laughed at the joke Oscar made about you being older. "But in all seriousness, I'm so happy I'm getting to marry you. I remember when you told me that night in Abu Dhabi that you loved me. I was the happiest man alive because I started to love you too." Tears start dripping from your face as you recall the night in Abu Dhabi.
"I know you have been through the slammer in your past relationship, but the universe knew your heart was always reserved for me. There was no reason to fight to alchemy because you're the one for me."
Once Oscar finishes his vows, Zak continues with the ceremony. You two put your rings on each other and Zake announces you two as Mr. and Mrs. Piastri.
yourinstagram thank you to the man that dumped me, i found the man the universe reserved for me 💍🤍✨
oscarpiastri i love my milf wife 😏
yourinstagram LOVE, YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO GET ME PREGNANT BEFORE YOU CALL ME THAT
landonorris you're basically a milf @/yourinstagram
yourinstagram i'm only 26 😭
landonorris you're basically 30 at this point sister, you can't deny it. please give me a niece/nephew soon 🙏 leo can't be my only nephew, he needs a cousin
charlesleclerc i agree with this. @/yourinstagram @/oscarpiastri please have a child soon so leo can have a play mate.
alexandrasaintmleux preferably a human one so i can convince charles to give me one too @/yourinstagram @/oscarpiastri
oscarpiastri i'll start working on it soon 🫡
user1 OSCAR'S COMMENT IS SO UNHINGE I LOVE IT HAHAHA
user2 i love that lando is playing along with it too HAHAHA they were always meant to be family 🥹
user3 i love that alexandra and charles are playing along too
user4 maybe baby piastri might be coming soon 👀
oscarpiastri honestly, who are we to fight to alchemy? mr. and mrs. piastri 💍
yourinstagram the love of my life 🥺🤍✨
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logansargeant so glad you found the girl of your american dreams
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landonorris STOP RUBBING OFF ON MY MAN HE'S AUSTRALIAN
yourinstagram excuse me @/landonorris he's legally mine now step aside
zbrownceo congrats @/yourinstagram and @/oscarpiastri 💍🧡
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yourinstagram thank you zak for officiating the wedding. this wouldn't have happened without you 🥹
mclaren the papayas are now married 🥹🧡 congrats @/yourinstagram and @/oscarpiastri 💍 now we need papaya babies
racerbia please we need a papaya baby around the paddock @/yourinstagram and @/oscarpiastri 🥹👶🧡
yourinstagram we're working on it @/mclaren @/racerbia 🫡
user1 BABY PAPAYA IS IN THE WORKS!!!
f1news A MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN: After 4 months of knowing each other, Oscar Piastri and Y/N Norris, Piastri's teammate's sister, decided to tie the knot. This is definitely better than the disaster that happened last July with Ferrari driver, Carlos Sainz.
Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Piastri!
user1 the way she went from thinking she lost the love of her life to then finding the love of her life on the team where she truly belonged at 🥹🧡
user2 CARLOS BETTER BE CRYING AT WHAT COULD'VE BEEN
user3 papaya love 🥺🧡
****
I haven't come around in so long
But I'm making a comeback to where I belong
After your wedding and honeymoon, you shortly found out that you were 10 weeks pregnant. You didn't notice you were pregnant at first with all the traveling you do until you took a break on your honeymoon. At the end of the trip, you felt like you had a stomach bug but it wasn't. When you went to the doctor to check what was wrong, she calmed you down by telling you that you were pregnant.
You've never seen Oscar so happy in your life other than your wedding day; you were shock on the other hand. At the doctor visit you asked your doctor when she thought the baby was conceived and she said January 22. That was the night when you made love for the first time.
"I still can't believe I'm pregnant," you exclaim as you two were relaxing on the couch. Oscar puts his hands on your stomach and starts rubbing it. "I don't think I can go to the races anymore."
"I know honey, it's okay." Oscar kisses your lips softly. "I know you'll support your favorite guys no matter what."
"Actually you're my favorite, Lando is ..." As you were about to continue you started to remember the comment Lando put on your wedding post. "Lando is going to be so happy that he's getting a niece or nephew soon."
"I understood the assignment Lando, Charles, and Alexandra told me to do." You laugh together recalling how they all wanted you two to start having a child as soon as possible.
****
For your 27th birthday, you decided to celebrate in Miami where Lando and Oscar were racing at. Even though Oscar wasn't on the podium that day, you were so happy for Lando. Finally Lando got his first ever win in F1.
Once Lando got away from the crowd and back into his private room in the garage, you decided to congratulate him. "Congrats little bro. It's been a long time coming." You hug Lando tightly but then he pulls away feeling your 15 week baby bump.
"Y/N are you pregnant?" Lando asks still on his high of happiness, you nod yes and Lando gets more excited. "YES THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!"
"That's why she hasn't been coming to the races because we wanna make sure the baby is safe." Oscar explains to a very happy Lando.
"My doctor finally approved me to travel to certain countries. I'm making a comeback to where I belong." You smile as Lando hugs you one more time.
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The next race you went to was Emilia Romagna Grand Prix, you were currently 18 weeks pregnant. You decided to stay in Oscar's private room since you wanted to ditch the crowds.
Once the race was over and the crowds went home, Oscar, Lando, and Charles with Alexandra came into Oscar's private room to see you. You had messaged Alexandra earlier telling her you wanted to catch up with her and meet baby Leo.
"Hey Y/N ..." Alexandra stops talking after seeing your growing baby bump. "OH MY GOD YOU'RE PREGNANT!!!" Charles finally comes in with baby Leo in his hands.
"You understood the assignment." Charles smiles at Oscar and gives him a side hug. "Congrats my friend."
Your celebration of happiness was interrupted by a Spanish man knocking on your door, "Lando where are you?"
Lando opens the door wide to let the Spanish driver in, "What's up Carlos?"
"I just wanted to congratulate you on getting 2nd. It was one hell of a fight." He smiles at Lando until he looks around and is confused what's going on. "Why are you guys here?" Asking Charles and Alexandra.
Alexandra, happy for your bundle of joy says, "Y/N is pregnant. Isn't it exciting?"
"It is," you smile at Carlos with your pregnancy glow radiating off you. "Oscar was so excited when we found out we were going to have a baby girl. As soon as we told Lando about the gender, him and Oscar were online shopping on the couch together." You look back at Alexandra telling her about your pregnancy.
"My niece needs to have the best of the best. Oscar and I were looking at the McLaren merch to see if the factory can make baby versions of it." Carlos didn't care what Lando was saying because all of his attention was on you. Oscar's hands were wrapped around you and your midsection. "Carlos are you listening?"
"Yeah," Carlos coughs. "Congrats on your pregnancy Y/N and Oscar." Carlos says and leaves the McLaren room.
Shirts off, and your friends lift you up over their heads
Beer sticking to the floor
Cheers chanted, cause they said
There was no chance, trying to be
The greatest in the league
Where's the trophy?
He just comes running over to me
It was the end of the Monaco Grand Prix, Charles had won the race and Oscar was in second place. As soon as Oscar parked his car and ran out to you so he can hug and kiss. All cameras were on you two as this was the first time you were showing your baby bump to the public. Before Oscar went up to the podium, he kneeled down and kiss your baby bump.
The rest of the McLaren plus Lando, lifted Oscar away from you so that he can get to the podium. There Oscar and Charles got their trophies while you and Alexandra were smiling happily at them. Once the national anthems were played, the drivers got to spray each other with champagne.
There's no chance to be the greatest in league due to Max's dominance in F1, but you knew Oscar was on a high right now in life. From getting married, to soon having a baby girl, and now getting his first podium of the season. Life was just beautiful.
These blokes warm the benches
We been on a winning streak
He jokes that it's heroin but this time with an "E"
Once Charles was done with his post race interview, the interviewer starts talking to Oscar. "Congrats Oscar on your first podium of the season and becoming a father soon. It's amazing how these two happened weeks apart."
"Thank you for the congratulations. From getting married at my home country, to finding out we'll be having a baby girl, to now getting my first podium of the season. I'm truly on a high with life right now." Oscar smiles at the camera knowing that you're watching the post race interview with Lando.
"Right now McLaren is in 3rd place for constructor's standings compared to last year's standings at 6th place. Tell me what you and Lando are doing for the team." The interviewer asks.
"Well Lando has been on a winning streak getting podiums after China but to be honest we're not doing anything different. It's all my wife's doing. I joke with her that she's like heroin but this time with an 'E' at the end." Everyone except for Carlos in the room laughs at Oscar's little joke.
"And soon you're going to be having a baby girl." Charles adds to the conversation. "You'll have two lucky charms on track." They both smile at the interviewer before they move on to Carlos' interview.
This happens once every few lifetimes
yourinstagram this happens once every few lifetimes 🌊 ✨
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oscarpiastri thank god for the alchemy or else our love would've never created this ✨
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taylorswift congrats mama can't wait to meet her
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user1 mother swift approves of oscar and y/n using the alchemy lyrics 🥹
user2 MOTHER IS ACTUALLY BECOMING A MOTHER AHHHHH
mclaren BABY PAPAYA COMING SOON 🥺👶🧡✨
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baby papaya coming soon 🧡
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mclaren baby papaya is already so loved by the mclaren family 🥺🧡
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racerbia yay! i get to be a tita aunt to a little papaya 🧡
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landonorris IM CALLING DIBS ON BEING THE GOD FATHER
yourinstagram i already picked a god father and it isnt you
landonorris WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT ISN'T ME?
charlesleclerc it's me and alex
landonorris WHAT!! @/yourinstagram @/oscarpiastri say sike 😭
oscarpiastri she's messing around with you of course your the god father
landonorris thank god 😅
charlesleclerc have another one already so i can be the god father to that one
yourinstagram LET ME HAVE MY BABY FIRST
user1 not lando and charles fighting over who's gonna be the god father 🤣
user2 i love how they’re calling the baby "baby papaya" instead of "baby piastri" 🥺
f1news BABY PAPAYA COMING SOON: After Oscar's first podium of the season, the couple has announced that they are expecting their first bundle of joy weeks after getting married. The driver had made it know that Y/N Piastri, his wife and teammate's sister, was expecting after running to her before he went on the podium.
Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Piastri on your bundle of joy!
user1 OSCAR MOVING IN THE FAST LANE WHILE CARLOS IS GETTING HIS HEART PUNCTURED LIKE HIS WHEEL 🤣
user2 wonder how carlos is feeling after seeing his ex fiance go from getting married to now being pregnant in a span of a few weeks
user3 who cares because he missed his shot of having this in his life
user4 did you see that carlos was about to cry while oscar was talking about y/n and the baby? 😭
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Do they get jealous? [JJK characters]
includes: gojo, nanami, shoko, megumi, yuji, nobara, maki, geto
GOJO: i can see him as getting jealous. i picture gojo has having some internalized insecurities and fearing abandonment. it's not that he doesn't trust you or anything. i think that he'd be the type to get clingy and a bit grumpy when he's jealous.
NANAMI: no i have nothing bad to say about this man. he just trusts you and views you as your own independent person. however, on the super duper rare occasion that he does happen to get jealous, he'd just communicate it to you and talk about it if it was rlly getting to him.
SHOKO: not really. if she did though it woudn't be extreme, and i honestly think she'd keep it to herself. like if she was jealous it would be so minimal she wouldn't feel the need to discuss it.
MEGUMI: YES HE GETS SO JEALOUS HELP MY BOY. its not that he doesnt trust u!! he just gets so jealous easily and he always feels annoyed at himself, he feels like its dumb to even think like that in the first place. he would be so so clingy and if you asked the god forsaken question, "are you jealous" he will be embarrassed out of his mind
YUJI: no. its actually funny because even things that SHOULD make someone jealous just dont register in his mind as something that should even make him feel that way.
NOBARA: ehhh sometimes. not really that often though. she'd probably just be quiet for a while because she's having an internal monologue where shes trying to convince herself shes better than the person who made her feel jealous in the first place.
MAKI: no, she's pretty secure in relationships and is confident that one person isn't gonna make you leave her. she trusts you to deal with people flirting with you yourself and to hang out with whoever whenever.
GETO: pretty similar to nanami; he rlly just trusts you and isn't someone who has a tendency to get jealous. if something managed to make him feel off though he'd probably not be as good at communicating it.
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hiii I really really love your writing and i just read your post about insecure reader x arlecchino ! 🫶 i was wondering if you would be willing to write something similar but with a reader insecure about the opposite, being too feminine/curvy like having wide hips, a tummy and big thighs, it's ok if not tho, thank you for reading 💗
Of course!! As a curvy gal myself I can resonate with this HARD. There aren’t super many who write curvy reader (and the ones who do slay, btw) so I am more than happy to write this. I’ve actually been excited for this ever since I received this ask.
Contents: insecure curvy reader, arlecchino being arlecchino, fluff with a hint of sadness sprinkled in
Word count: 1120
Writing utc!
Having dragged Arlecchino along to a lunch with your friends, you’d think you’d be happier than you are right now. Arlecchino is not like your friends in the slightest, them laughing and talking loudly with playful slaps on each other's arm as they melt in hysterical laughter. You suppose that is why Arlecchino zeroes in you and your behaviour now. Arlecchino is usually the quiet one, cracking a small smirk at a joke or huffing in laughter occasionally, you being the bridge between hysterically happy and Arlecchino’s level of calm. And yet, there you sit, poking the small salad leaves with your fork, a miserable expression on your face.
She frowns, glancing over at the plates of your friends. Pasta, focaccia, a burger.. why on earth do you have a salad? One that doesn’t even look good, of all things. Her foot moves to nudge you under the table.
“Eat. There is almost nothing on your plate and you look miserable. Shall I go and order more for you?”
You’re quick to deny her offer, a little too quick for Arlecchino’s liking, if she’s honest. She watches you for the rest of the lunch, watching how you smile and say you’re too stuffed to get dessert. She gives you a pointed look when you say that. She says nothing, but somehow you know that she’s not about to let this go.
You both walk home at a leisurely pace in comfortable silence. Feeling the slightest of breezes against your skin and listening to the afternoon birds chirping relaxes you, and it’s always a pleasure to walk through the town. Arlecchino’s arm snakes around you, resting gently on your hip. A silent gesture, but one she does often, one you usually enjoy.
“Don’t.”
The word pierces through the air as you shrug her arm off, continuing to walk in silence. Her eyes focus on you again, your face holding the same miserable look, like you’re about to burst into tears. Her brow creases and she folds her arms over her chest, her tone almost accusatory. Almost.
“What has gotten into you, love? You do not wish for my touch, you did not eat, you lied to your friends.”
“No—“
“If you say “nothing”, I swear to the Tsaritsa I will sit you down and not let you move until you tell me.”
You both walk the rest of the way home in tense silence, her words simmering. You know she isn’t joking, she would. She has done it once before, and it was the longest hour of your life. Of course, she only means well, but sometimes her ways of showing it can be a little.. tricky. You’re home before long, sliding the keys into the door and shutting it with a small click. You know you have approximately five seconds before—
“Tell me. You have not eaten except about five salad leaves, it is 4pm, your clothes are unusually baggy for your taste. Unless you plan on turning into a rabbit, you will tell me what is going on inside that pretty little head of yours.”
Her stare is unwavering, piercing through you in a way that would make anyone shudder and run away. You are not afraid, you know how soft she really is, at least around you, but you know you can’t put off telling her any longer.
“They are smaller than I am.”
“What? You are slightly taller than them, yes. What is wrong with that?”
“No. Not like that. They’re just.. smaller. Smaller breasts, smaller hips, smaller thighs. I don’t understand why I have to be this way.”
You mutter, gesturing to your body, hidden under the clothes. They are indeed baggy, chosen quickly when you glanced at yourself in the mirror this morning. She is silent for a while, clearly pondering. Arlecchino has a tendency to be blunt, a little too blunt, and it’s obvious she’s trying to soften her words.
“That is true. That does not make you any less beautiful. You are very feminine. I enjoy that.”
You stare at the floor, sniffling a little. It takes her a few seconds to realise you are crying, albeit trying to hide it to the best of your ability. But she is vigilant, she knows. She always knows.
“It is not a bad thing to have the body you have. You are healthy, you just have curves. Many people have surgery to get what you have naturally.”
“They can have it. I don’t want them.”
“Stop. I do not want to hear this nonsense. It is ridiculous. You..”
She walks behind you, pressing her lips to the nape of her neck. You swat her hand away when it brushes your arm, but she tuts and brings it back, gently caressing the skin.
“You are stunning. Your breasts are perfect. They are full and I can hold them in my hands just right. If I must admit, they are good to lay on. They are soft, and they move with your breathing.”
Her hands move, tracing the outline of your breasts through the baggy shirt. She traces a heart before she moves downwards.
“Your hips are beautiful. They are wonderful to hold, both when I come up behind you while you back, and while you are on top of me doing things only we speak about. And, they will be perfect, should we have a child.”
“Your stomach is wonderful. I enjoy massaging it, kissing it, and it may or may not be a weakness of mine when you wear those lovely dresses I know you own.”
Arlecchino’s hands gently knead the skin of your stomach as your tears slowly come to a stop. You can’t help but feel a little better knowing that the person you love finds you just as attractive as you hope she would.
“Your thighs, my god. They are so plush and you know how I love nipping at them, leaving pretty marks only you can see. I love feeling them next to either side of my head, feeling them clench around my head when.. well, you are aware, are you not? Having curves does not make you any more or less of a woman than someone with less curves than you. You are perfect the way you are.”
A small smile graces your face, a smile that always makes her warm inside, though not once will she admit it. She returns a smile of her own. Rare, but genuine.
“I will make you pasta. You will eat it. There is no argument.”
You groan, following her to the kitchen, though you attempt to hold back a giggle when you speak.
“Arlecchino, you.. you lack in the cooking area.”
“Did I ask?”
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Theo x reader where Astoria starts getting really friendly with Theo to get closer to Draco (but no one knows this) and Theo and Astoria getting close bc they actually have similar vibes, leaving reader sort of jealous and really upset. Ending in a fluffy makeup scenario
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Envious Echoes.
Pairings : Theodore Nott x GN! Reader
Summary : You were getting super jealous of Astoria and Theodore.
A/n : Enjoy (・∀・)
Warnings) : nothing
Word count : 820+
You watch from across the Slytherin common room as Astoria Greengrass leans in closer to Theodore Nott, her laughter soft and lilting as if he's just told the funniest joke in the world. It's not that you don't trust Theo; he's always been nothing but devoted to you. But Astoria is beautiful, charming, and undeniably magnetic. And lately, it feels like she's been monopolizing all of Theo's time and attention.
You try to focus on your Potions homework, but your concentration keeps slipping back to the sight of them together. It's been like this for weeks now. At first, you didn't think much of it. Astoria's always been friendly, and Theo's always been someone who people are drawn to. But as the days turned into weeks, you couldn't help but notice how often she seemed to be around him, laughing at his jokes, touching his arm, whispering secrets.
What you don't know is that Astoria's intentions aren't quite what they seem. She's trying to get closer to Draco Malfoy, Theo's best friend, and sees Theo as her ticket into his inner circle. But the more time she spends with Theo, the more she realizes how much they have in common. They share the same dry sense of humor, the same love for obscure magical texts, the same dislike for loud, crowded places.
Today, as you sit in the common room pretending to study, you notice that Theo and Astoria are huddled together over a book, their heads close enough that their hair almost touches. You can't help the pang of jealousy that shoots through you. It's as if a cold hand has gripped your heart, squeezing until it's hard to breathe.
You snap your book shut and gather your things, deciding that you need some fresh air. The corridors of Hogwarts are quiet this time of evening, most students having retreated to their common rooms or the Great Hall. You find a secluded spot by one of the windows and sit down, hugging your knees to your chest. The cool glass against your forehead is a small comfort, but it doesn't stop the tears from welling up in your eyes.
"Hey, Y/N," a familiar voice calls out, and you turn to see Theo standing a few feet away, concern etched on his face. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," you mutter, wiping your eyes hastily. "Just needed some air."
He steps closer, frowning. "Don't lie to me. I know something's bothering you. Please, tell me."
You take a deep breath, trying to steady your voice. "It's just... Astoria. She's always around you, and it feels like you're getting closer to her than you are to me."
Theo's expression softens, and he sits down next to you, his arm sliding around your shoulders. "Y/N, you have nothing to worry about. Astoria and I are just friends. She's been trying to get closer to Draco, and I've been helping her out. That's all."
You look up at him, searching his eyes for any hint of deception, but all you see is sincerity. "But it feels like you're spending more time with her than with me."
"I know it seems that way, and I'm sorry," he says, his voice gentle. "I've been so caught up in helping her that I didn't realize how it was affecting you. You're the most important person in my life, and I never want you to feel like you're second to anyone."
You feel a wave of relief wash over you, and the tightness in your chest begins to loosen. "I just... I love you so much, Theo. And it hurts to see you so close to someone else."
He cups your face in his hands, his thumbs brushing away your tears. "I love you too, Y/N. More than anything. And I promise, I'll make more time for us. Astoria's just a friend, and she could never replace you."
You lean into his touch, feeling the warmth and reassurance that only he can give you. "Thank you, Teddy. I needed to hear that."
He smiles, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your lips. "Anytime. Now, how about we go for a walk? Just the two of us."
You nod, standing up and slipping your hand into his. As you walk through the corridors, you feel lighter, the jealousy and insecurity fading away. Theo's thumb strokes the back of your hand, and you look up at him, feeling a surge of love and gratitude.
"Hey, Theo?" you say, your voice soft.
"Yeah?"
"Thank you for always being there for me."
He stops walking and turns to face you, his eyes filled with tenderness. "Always, Y/N. I love you, and I always will."
As he pulls you into a warm embrace, you realize that no matter what challenges come your way, as long as you have Theo by your side, you'll be able to face them together.
SIGHH my last fanfic for the day, i will be posting 5 more tomorrow, so roll in your requests!
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Hello!
I'm glad you're back! I love this community, it has done wonders to my relationship to writing and reading. There's something I wanted to ask of you and the community of this blog for a while. We all talk about 2 cakes in writing and I still think that's kind of a genius post, however… what about art? I'm a fanartist and I barely browse the fanart of my own fandoms because I'm scared I'll see something very similar to what I'm (still) working on and then I'll just ditch mine in fear. I'm sure I'll eventually draw something that's been done before (without my knowledge) and people are quick to jump on that. What are your thoughts, how do I deal with this? Thank you!
hi! I'm a big fan of this community too, and I'm glad to hear it's been a good place for you 💖
I definitely think that the two cakes post also applies to fanart. If I love a character or a scene or a part of a world, I want to see as much of it as I can in as many iterations as I can. Blorbo is my sustenance, and I'm a hungry-ass bitch.
As for you avoiding looking at art in your own fandoms? That's a totally normal thing to do. Plenty of fic authors don't read fics in the fandoms they write for, and I'm sure other artists don't look at fanart in the fandoms they create for.
Some people do it because they don't want to accidentally "copy." Some people do it because they don't want to end up in a comparison spiral. Some people do it because the inspiration in their brain is so loud that they have to spend all their time creating and they don't have time to catch up on everything else that everyone else is making (at least, not right now. There's always periods of less inspiration when they can seek out everything they missed before).
The thing I think you need to focus on from your message is the fear you feel that makes you want to stop working on your own art. Where is that fear coming from? Are you worried about being accused of something by fellow fans? Are you worried that your art won't be as good as someone else's? Are you worried that someone else making something similar to you means that you aren't actually creative in some way? Is there some other reason entirely that makes you feel that way?
If looking at the art in fandoms you create for isn't something you want to do, that's not a problem. If it is something you want to do and you're stopping yourself because of that fear, then you'll want to figure out what that fear is and how to address it.
I'd love to hear thoughts on this from other fanartists! Can you give anon some advice?
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I’m trying to write my gods, and I’m not quite sure what dynamics I should include that will make them seem as dysfunctional as they are, but not too much that the humans who worship them know that something is wrong, just my protagonist, and one they’re wrong move away from all tearing apart the world in their hate.
Idk if this is too specific or not but any help is much appreciated. Thanks
Writing Hateful Gods
Thanks for the ask! Please refer to my previous post about Writing Deities for more general tips.
Hateful God - Hero Dynamics
The god just doesn’t appear in front of humans often. Your protagonist knows a special way to summon them, or find them.
The god has a partner god who holds back the reins.
The things they do to “destroy the world” are actually loved by humans. For example, the god may create a beautiful phantom so that humans will fall in love with it and die of heartsickness, but turns out humans were just as happy loving someone they can’t touch.
Your protagonist has a special power where they can read the minds of gods
The god may appear just fine on the outside, but there’s something about the protagonist that reminds them of the horrible past and their cruel nature is only revealed when the god sees the protagonist.
The god has set a time/place where he would destroy the world. When the protagonist gets closer to the god, they come to know about the God’s secret plans.
The god was nervous about their great “Final Doomsday Plan”, so they decide to test it out…on the protagonist
The god is pained by sadness rather than anger, and the hero is the only one who says kind words to them during worship. Other people just make one-sided demands are leave.
The god wishes to hide his true self, so he hires a powerful advertising company to make false images and statue of him as The Generous Father. Alas, the hero is an employee in the said advertising company who sees through the god’s veil.
Consequences of Destroying the World
Once you’ve established a good reason why they’d want to tear the world apart, the next question would be: why haven’t they done that already?
You must place a plausible barrier that prevents them from making the world disappear on the spot, something that your protagonist can hope to leverage on to prevent the god from doing just that.
Maybe the god have tried something similar in the past, and it only ended up killing the person they loved.
There are strict rules about gods meddling with human beings? What would be the consequences of breaking those rules?
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Surprise! I am going to rant about my own redesign and art! I think this is me mentally preparing for the helluva boss episode next week and praying to god it’s actually good. I’ve also been nursing a bit of a hangover today so forgive me if my wording is a bit more jumbled than usual
Im a big fan of my Angel Dust redesign, but in the general aspect of my art, a lot of my poses are a bit flat. That can be from either posing issues on my end, trouble with facial features, or just some secret third thing, but I think so far Ive been enjoying drawing much more cartoonishly as of recent. That vox canon & headcanon drawing was super super fun to do even though it was supposed to be vivzies style, but I used to have a style with more sharp angles and pointy curves that I honestly kind of miss, I also miss playing with cartoonish proportions!!
My art style may end up changing eventually, but my main pieces will stay in my usual style and my more doodle-y ones will probably be in a more cartoony style like the ones above. While theyre definitely closer to canon and meant to be inspired as such, the difference is that I can draw diverse body types in said artstyle! I also cant lie, Angel’s chest fluff is one of my absolute favourite things to draw and it’s so easy in this style…
About my redesigns though! This is mostly about Angel, but I’m gonna slap this here from DMs with a friend: “Im so pleased with this genuinely im so happy he has his little pedipalps, theyre technically also still his fangs but now he can move them and stuff and :33 typically for male spiders the pedipalps are a reproductive organ but that isnt the case for angel or many other arachnid or insect sinners id say so I think personally most of them have developed pedipalps for primarily other reasons like fangs in Angels case or maybe something similar to cat whiskers for other people”
In my original angel dust redesigns I just couldn’t find a way to draw his fangs in a way that made me happy because I want to keeo the same energy in his face as the original. Big clunky fangs that stick out just didn’t work for him and while they made him look like a spider, he lost that sort of angel-ness that I need when drawing him so I instead looks to the pedipalp aspect of spiders to move them off of his mouth and more onto his cheeks. It’s a very small change but it improved the design in my eyes significantly and just really made me a lot happier. I wont be updating his redesign post as of right now and maybe never will, but if I do yknow why now!
I just really really like drawing this guy a bit rubbery, hes supposed to be fluffy so like he should move kinda soft in a way? I dunno how to explain it rn, its 2 AM at the time of writing this so im gonna lay the hell down now!
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I know you’re not working on any askblog things but will the sparklecare askblog ever return?
i've thought about this a lot, semi-recently. sorry for long post, i had a lot to say
see, the issue with asksparklecare is the fact it's supposed to "go along with canon events" and a lot of the time, the arcs will just abruptly end or change with no real connection between them. haunted was sort of my first attempt at putting a "story" on there, then again with the kissmas comic from 2021.
when i started cometcare for example, i wanted to take the generic "ask blog" format and turn it into a coherent, cohesive connecting story that just had interactive elements to make it engaging with readers as opposed to just making people ask the characters questions aimlessly. the main ask blog never really had that entirely, it was just sort of the classic 2010s-style ask blog, this is apparent in basically every arc on there.
it's stumped me quite a bit because now that i have this very different style of ask blog storytelling, the original ask blog feels weird to go back to and i don't feel the same passion or connection with it that i once did. it's a little bit frustrating. i tried to do an arc about the side patients but as you guys saw, i never even did it because i felt so out of touch with that old format of ask blog posts and i couldn't bring myself to work on it at all.
cometcare and darkermatters both have Stories to them, and each arc has a plot that is moved on by readers- even if i already have it written out, there are little things people can influence through the asks and it's a good way for introducing new characters or expanding on characters who we've already met. several times cometcare will return to specific characters to relay information or new details or exposition or something that their initial introduction didn't have.
it's a much more fun process for me to write actual stories in my AU blogs, instead of just....making the characters talk. and another thing- going alongside the main comic has problems, because sometimes there's information i can only reveal in the comic itself, and it's hard to keep up with it in general.
i enjoyed doing the kissmas comic because i got to do a "story" even if it wasn't interactive. i had fun repeating the concept on cometcare last december with help of the crew.
i'm sort of at a loss of what to do with the main ask blog at this point. as much as i miss doing stuff like that for main comic, i just don't find it FUN to do it that way anymore, i've become too attached to the storytelling aspects of my other ask blogs and it just doesn't feel the same exciting experience of watching people react to events and such.
if anyone has suggestions about what i should do with the main ask blog to solve this problem i'm open to hearing them, it would be nice to have some ideas because i'm really not sure what i want to do with it.
there was a time i had the idea of doing a backstory ask blog as an alternate main canon interactive story that followed similar mechanics as cometcare and darkermatters, but idk if everyone would be interested in that. that would probably be a separate thing if i ever did it.
thoughts, opinions, suggestions and ideas are all welcome in the replies or my inbox, i would love to have your guys' input since im making content you all would be engaging with after all
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Mutt
A/n: I had an idea and wrote it poorly but I wanted to write subby slash ☺️
Warnings: smut, oral(f+m receiving), if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!
Slash had a rough tour. You’d heard all about it when he’d call you late at night. You tried calming him down with some phone sex but he just assured you everything was fine, said he loved you and hung up.
That’s why you took it upon yourself to get the house ready for when he got back.
Slash returned with a similar attitude he’d been having with you while he was away and it driving you crazy. You finally had enough while you were watching a movie.
He was complaining about something or other and you knew if you tried to help him he’d just brush it off again.
You snapped and slapped his thigh. He let out a high whine, different from his usual gruff groans and it gave you an idea.
You got on your knees in front of him and undid his pants, ignoring his fumbling words to ask what you were doing. You got his pants down and started stroking his already half hard dick. Slash’s head fell back before shooting back up, his hands weakly reaching for yours as if he wanted you to stop. Most of all, those sweet whines kept leaving him.
“This is what you wanted all this time, hm?” You asked.
“No-! No, I just- I wanted-“
“Don’t even know what you want” you tsked him and shook your head. “Be a good boy for me and I’ll think about going easy on you” you smirked and kissed his tip before swirling your tongue around it.
“Hah-oh, fuck, please” he whined, melting into the couch. You took him into your mouth, bobbing your head up and down. It was fast and sloppy, making a mess.
Slash loved when you gave him head, it was one of his favourite things because it was quick and, usually, mess free. Right now you were sure his opinions were changing, yours definitely were. It hurt your knees and neck, not to mention your throat. It was all worth it to hear those fucking sounds leaving him.
Sweet like honey and raspy as always, he was on the verge of tears, bucking his hips up to meet your lips, chest rising and falling rapidly as his breathing struggled to keep its rhythm. “‘M gonna cum, please, please, ‘m gonna cum. Gonna cum, gonna cum- fuck!” A sob left him and he pushed your head off of him. You worried for a moment that he might’ve actually wanted you to stop, that you’d crossed a line.
He pumped his hand up and down his length, keeping the same pace and using your saliva as lube until he came on your face, white strings spurting everywhere, a string of cursing leaving his lips just the same.
“Why would you do that?” You asked when he’d calmed down.
“Do what?” He asked “it felt good” he smiled, relaxing back into the couch.
“Did I say you could cum?” You asked. Looking up at him. Slash looked back down at you. You stood up and leaned over him “on your knees. Now.” He looked sorry but you could see how much he was enjoying this.
He got on his knees as you sat on the couch, getting nice and settled between your legs as he waited for you to take your pants off so he could finally taste you.
When you did he didn’t waste a moment before he delved into your wet folds, lapping up every drop of your salty sweetness. Even now his moans filled your thoughts and vibrated against your clit.
He fucked his hand, getting off on making you feel good. You pushed his hair out of his face and saw his big, dark eyes watering, looking up at you with nothing but pure lust and desire.
“Aren’t you just the cutest little mutt?” A whine left him. “My mutt, hm?” Another whine. “You like that do you, mutt?” He whined again and wrapped his lips around your clit, sucking on the sensitive nub as tears began to leave his eyes.
You head rolled back and you came on his mouth, holding his head as your hips bucked into him.
He kissed your thigh lazily. You leaned forward and saw the mess he’d made on the floor, did he cum twice?
“What happened here?” You asked, pushing him back with your foot on his chest. “You thought you couldn’t get away with it the first time so why not try again?”
Slash snorted. “Maybe I like it”
You smiled and stood up tilting his head back, tugging on his hair in a harsh grip. “Dirty little slut” you slapped him across the face, not too hard since you’d never done that before. Slash looked back at you with an even needier look.
You walked away and Slash stumbled to his feet to follow you, eagerly reaching for your ass.
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Hii!!!! If ur not taking requests rn feel free to ignore this but could you write something for gojo (preferably hcs) about him with a fem reader who has powers like the scarlet witch from the mcu? And is maybe even a little stronger than him? Idk if you’re familiar with marvel but you can just search up the scarlet witch scenes on youtube and you should see videos just displaying her powers 😭 thank you !!!!!
── the strongest duo .
okay first i think gojo would have known you ever since the both of you were children because how can he not? you were the strongest, along with him. although there were speculations that you would grow to be even more stronger than him and he does not like that at all.
maybe because of that fact, he never really liked you. he was intimidated too but he would never admit that part.
so imagine how happy he was when he found out you were going to the kyoto branch instead of the tokyo one where he's going. he'll finally be free of other people trying to lump the both of you just because you both happened to possess powers far greater than others.
well that didn't last for long with the sister school games coming up. it wasn't surprising either when you were face to face with him out of all people.
but by then, gojo had grown a little. somewhere along the way he got tired of trying to be a weapon of threat, at the beck and call of the corrupted and selfish higher ups who don't know better despite their "experiences" in life.
so this time gojo decides to indulge you and take the time to really know you, instead of looking at you through a vision where he only saw you for your technique. he hadn't realised it but all he knew about you, were the things you were capable of and not actually you.
he was a victim to the very thing he hated so much. so this time, he listens.
you were a bit skeptical about his changed behaviour at first and it took a while to convince you that he really wanted to listen to you and maybe, get to know you more.
gojo realises you were similar to him in more ways than one. from that day, the animosity faded and slowly turned into friendship. no one was on par with both the strongest.
until that one fateful night where gojo came all the way to kyoto, all bloodied and gaze wary. you'd had heard of his fight with toji and that he almost almost died.
you'd never forget the way his voice quivered that night while you held him in your arms.
"maybe if you had been there, everything would have been different. you're stronger than me, maybe you could've saved riko."
you'd never seen gojo this defeated. maybe because he knows that you share the burden of being the strongest along with him, he knows you would understand him out of everyone else.
and you do, thats why even when his best friend left him, he finds comfort in your arms and the soft words from your mouth.
"you can warp people's reality right?" gojo looks up from your arms and you don't like the sentence that would come next.
"can you warp mine? just for a while. only just a little while" his bright blue eyes now shadowed behind his tears, how could you say no?
you wave your hands and slowly gojo sees his best friend and the girl he couldn't save. they were laughing and playing around, life was good. but you weren't there with them.
when you withdraw your technique, gojo realises that despite all the people he lost, he still had you and for him, that was enough. perhaps his reality isn't all that bad.
he hopes you won't leave like the rest of them. this time, he hopes you really become stronger than him just so he wouldn't feel the pain of losing you, even if that made him selfish.
its the way i had to look at wanda scenes and ask my marvel fan friends for this ahahha i haven't kept up with the mcu ever since endgame this brought back lots of nostalgic memories :')
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Ooo! I saw that u were looking for lnds requests<33 don't mind if I do!
If you can- I'd like to request for zayne and rafayel if you don't mind- with a fem!reader That's high maintenance(with the skincare routine or hair, body care. Like the girly girls) who's had this mindset of "gotta work hard because my lifestyle is too expensive for me". They're also like to compliment other girls and call them pet names like "sweetie, babe, sweetheart, etc."
I just like to know how'd they treat if MC was like that-
Take your time and drink water! Love ya♡♡♡
tbh its girls like this that singlehandedly rescue me from my own internalised misogyny one sweet word at a time
Zayne likes that you have consistent routines that you follow and ambition to work hard. It's similar to the way that he lives his life so it's attractive to him to have someone who models the same principles he lives by. However, just know that nothing is too expensive for him if it comes to you. He doesn't want to see you work yourself into the ground to afford something that he knows you more than deserve and he will routinely surprise you with supplies if you start running low.
He's also a little afraid to ruin anything if you've finished your daily glam. He'll be careful not to get too close to your face or hair, knowing that you work hard to present yourself in a way that makes you feel the most beautiful and he'd be very disappointed with himself if he somehow messed it up. You tease him sometimes about it, telling him that it's not a big deal and he doesn't need to treat you like you're fragile.
Not only that but he loves how big your heart is. You go out of your way to make other people's days and he can't help but smile whenever you excitedly run over to tell someone that you think their shirt is cool or that you love their shoes. Knowing that he's the recipient of love from someone as kind as you always brightens his day and he'll never tire of hearing you tell him about your day and all the people you met.
Rafayel is very similar. He doesn't have an intensive skin care routine but it's definitely there and he is particular about the way his hair looks on certain days. He's primarily picky about how his clothes work so sometimes getting out of the house can be an endeavour for the both of you if neither of you can find exactly the right outfit that you want to wear.
He's nowhere near as friendly as you are but can come off as flirty which means his interactions with strangers is a little different than yours. He never uses pet names for people that can be skewed as something romantic - that's just not his style personally. He doesn't always get upset when you use pet names for strangers but if it's one he decides is specifically his - either a reference to him or just your favourite pet name for him - then he'll get pouty and refuse to give you attention until 1) he cracks or 2) you promise to not use that name with other people. It's always playful and you know he isn't really genuinely upset about it but you do try to keep his preferences in mind because you'd hate to actually hurt his feelings.
Similarly to Zayne nothing is too expensive for him. He doesn't mind that you work hard but he doesn't want you to neglect other aspects of your life to afford the things you like. He'll routinely buy refills for supplies you're running low on or new ones that you've been eyeing. He's definitely the type of boyfriend who'll pay for your nails and hair if you just breathe a word of it towards him without thinking - and give you more than enough to tip the staff.
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all the recent talk about not voting has me a bit worried, for lack of a better word.
on one hand, yes so much yes, stop throwing all your time and energy in the insatiable maw of electoral politics, 5/5, no notes.
but on the other hand, where does that time and energy go then? despite lots of talk about mutual aid it doesn't seem to progress much beyond the abstract (at least in the various leftist groups/communities/etc. in my neck of the woods). it's held up as an ideal and great big important thing, but when there's shit that needs doing, it's *crickets*.
maybe it's because so much mutual aid is care work and thus, and i very much disagree with even though i care not for the label, not real activism i guess? like, a while ago a disabled comrade had ran into housing issues because of their illness, so we rustled up some folks to help clean and unfuck their home. which, yet again, were the same (also disabled) people that always show for those things.
coming of four years and counting of pandemic, that's been a consistent pattern. at a time where mutual aid was so needed, such a vacuum left by a state that didn't and/or wanted to do shit, it still fell on the shoulders of disabled people to do all the actual work while the rest just talked about abstract shit. or, to name another thing, diy hrt initiative where it's just a bunch of poor ass trans people scrounging up money to pay for supplies for trans people who have fuck all access, while the rest debates in the abstract about a more better system or whether it's even something they need to concern themselves about.
and like, yes, not pissing away your energy pleading with assholes who don't give a fuck about you is good, but it should only be the start. it sometimes feels like the big plan is: 1) not vote, 2) ???, 3) glorious anarchism/communism/mutual-aidism. i'm not arguing that they need to have it all worked out, but with so much shit that needs doing in the here and now i get a little worried. because that's going to take real work, not talk, and they're not putting in any of it.
I mean, most people won't do (what gets viewed as) "real activism" either. They don't go to protests, smash windows, call jails to check on the status of incarcerated people, cut supply lines, or anything else. And they don't vote either.
We live in a highly individualistic, atomized society filled with people who have been conditioned into an abiding self-interested apathy, and everyone is overworked and broke as shit and juggling a bunch of disabilities while not having any experience with building genuine community and lacking most of the infrastructural and social tools to do so. The number of people who are avowed leftists is vanishingly small, and among them the people who actually walk the talk or have the education and community ties to even be able to is even smaller. Not disagreeing with your read of the situations you're dealing with here, just putting them within the broader context of many very similar problems that I see touch every single aspect of organizing today. even like the most tepid liberal get out the vote kind of organizing is plagued by this, and of course that is by design.
What gives me hope in the present moment is just how many people are completely fucking done with the prevailing system, and how many are refusing to play along with its rules. A lot of the people who aren't voting are not leftists. At least not yet. Just like many of the people who are quiet quitting and half-assing it at work or just vibing on unemployment for as long as they can are not communists. But they do know that the system is bunk and is failing them, and they are refusing to be compliant within it any longer. I believe that a lot of people's better natures do get inspired during a moment of collapse. I also think there is a profound rot at the heart of settler-colonial states that fills them with people who do not recognize themselves as having any responsibility to others. That's all the more reason for such an empire to fall.
I think you're right to worry for the future, though I don't think the reason to be worried is as simple as people not people caring about disabled folks, or any other group. I always wonder who the mythical abled people are who are abnegating their duty in such an understanding of the world. I sure haven't met any of them. I only meet people who are also disabled and don't realize it.
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Merlin as Arthur's familiar/Arthur's shapeshifter falcon AU
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LINK TO THE OTHER PARTS: PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4 , PART 5 , PART 6 , PART 7 , PART 8
In Morgana's chambers. Morgana and Gwen with the chicks that are now 3 weeks old.
Morgana: (putting the chicks their neckerchiefs) purple for Guardian, blue for Rain, green for Blizzard, orange for Brave and yellow for Wary.
Chicks: (chirp happily on the table) 😊😄😊😄😊
Gwen: Shouldn't we wait until they fully grow up? What if they later choke on them?
Morgana: Oh, that won't happen, the neckerchiefs are- (stops herself) Ahm... I'll change them before that happens.
Arthur: (knocks from outside)
Morgana: Come in!
Arthur: (enters) Where are my babies? 🤗 (goes to them)
Chicks: (chirp, moving their wings and jumping, happy to see their father) 😃😃😃😃😃
Arthur: There you are. You look regal! (extends his arms to the table)
Chicks: (move their wings like flying, but really they just jump to Arthur's arms)
Morgana: Awww, even Wary jumped. Fatherly life has really changed you.
Gwen: (also in aww at Arthur's behaviour) If you are like this with your merlins, I can't imagine how would you be with your actual children, my lord. Your future wife will be more than happy.
Arthur: ...
Morgana: ...
Gwen: (worried) Did I say something wrong?
Morgana: No! Nothing at all. Gwen could you bring me some flowers, please? The ones I have are already withering
Gwen: Eh... sure. My lady (bows), your highness (bows and leaves).
Morgana: (To Arthur) I'm so sorry.
Arthur: (smiles, reassuring) Don't be. Guinevere was just being nice. It's not her fault she doesn't know Merlin and I are together.
Morgana: Where is him by the way?
Arthur: Hunting. (Laughs a little) I literally have 50 hunters at my disposal, but he still prefers to hunt the chicks' food himself.
Morgana: (Laughs too) He can be almost as prideful as you sometimes (turns to the door and gets sad)
Arthur: (concerned) What is it?
Morgana: Nothing, it's just... I hate hiding things from Gwen. Before I knew I was a sorceress, we told each other everything and now... (sighs) I know I have you and Merlin and that’s a relief itself, but... most of the time I feel like I can't be myself.
Arthur: Merlin told me something similar. That he hates having to hide all the time. He didn't say it like that, but I know that's what he meant. (Sighs) I'm sorry.
Morgana: It's not your fault.
Arthur: But still, I'm sorry. You shouldn't live in fear. Nobody should.
Chicks: (chirp in Arthur’s arms)
Morgana: (shakes her head) No more sad talking. In fact, I wanted to tell some wonderful news!
Arthur: Really?
Morgana: (very excited) I finally got your birthday present!
Arthur: ...
Arthur: Morgana, my birthday was a week ago.
Morgana: Yeah, but then the disastrous feast happened and you were grounded and I didn't have it quite right at the moment to be honest, but-
Arthur: Have WHAT right? 🤨
Morgana: Don't freak out, but it's a spell that-
Arthur: (almost yells) A SPELL?! You wanted to do magic on my birthday?! 😨
Morgana: No infront of everybody, of course, just to you! Or really ON you.
Arthur: (yells) YOU WANTED TO PUT A SPELL ON ME ON MY BIRTHDAY?! 😱 What were you thinking?! 😡
Morgana: Stop yelling! 😠 It's a complex spell, but is pretty harmless even if it goes wrong and I think you will find it quite useful.
Arthur: I don't care! You know I trust you with my life, Morgana, and I'm open to magic, I really am. But I don't need-
Morgana: Even to understand what your chicks are saying? 😏
Arthur: ... what? 😧
Morgana: There's a spell that can help you understand other languages. It used to work only with human languages, but Merlin and I perfected it and now it can be use to understand other animals too.
Arthur: I... (his eyes water with emotion and looks at his chicks) I'll be able to understand what they say?
Morgana: Merlin says their vocabulary is pretty basic still, but he thinks you'd like to hear it.
Arthur: (nods still emotional) I'd love to, I'd really love to. (Composes himself) And it would be nice to hear what Merlin says behind my back in his bird form too. 🙄
Morgana: (giggles) Sure. So, wanna try?
Arthur: (worried) But Gwen-
Morgana: She always takes her time when she looks for flowers and she always knocks before entering. We'll be fine.
Arthur: (sighs) Alright. What do I do?
Morgana: Well, first, you should sit. You might get dizzy for a bit.
Arthur: Okay (sits on the bed carefully so he doesn't drop his merlins) Now what?
Morgona: Now just stay still and close your eyes.
Arthur: (does it)
Chicks: (copy Arthur and do it too) 😌😌😌😌😌
Morgana: (puts her hands on Arthur's head and chants, her eyes turning gold) Þurh minum gewealde ond þinum mægen! Grið gehiere mid þisse feorhberend!
Arthur: (Gets a headache) Ow!
Morgana: (concerned) Arthur! Are you alright?
Guardian: Papa! 😨
Rain: Papa hurt? 🥺
Brave: Who hurt? 😠
Blizzard: Big female hurt! 😡
Wary: Nooo! Papa! 😭
Arthur: (in shock) They... they talked! 😧 (Laughs in joy) I can hear them! Morgana, it worked! I can understand them! 😃 (brings his chicks closer)
Morgana: (just as excited) Really? What are they saying?
Arthur: (eyes watering with emotion again) They... They call me papa. I know they do. Merlin told me they did, but hearing it is...
Morgana: (Smiles, moved) I know. I'm glad you can finally hear it.
Blizzard: (throws himself at Morgana while chirping loudly) You hurt Papa. I hurt you! 😡
Morgana: (catches Blizzard with her hands that are wearing leather gloves) Wow! Careful! you can't fly yet.
Blizzard: (chirps and pecks her hands furiously) Hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt! 😡
Morgana: (can't feel a thing due to the gloves. Amused, giggles) What is he saying?
Arthur: (Laughs softly) He's mad because he thinks you hurt me. Blizzard, stop it. Aunt Morgana didn't hurt me.
Rain: Papa no hurt? 🥺
Arthur: No, Rain. Morgana just gave me the most wonderful gift. (To Morgana) Thank you. (Thinks for a moment) Wait, can they understand me?
Merlin: (from the window in his bird form) Kinda. (Lands on the floor and takes his human form) We talk english and falcon around them constantly, so you could say they're bilingual.
Arthur: (surprised) Merlin! How long have you been there?
Rain, Wary, Brave and Guardian: Mama! 😄😄😄😄 (jump from Arthur's arms to the bed to the floor and go to Merlin)
Arthur: (amused, to Merlin) Mama? 😏
Merlin: Shut up 😒 (sits on the floor and his chicks jump to his lap) Oh, I love your neckerchiefs! Your aunt Morgana did a great job! 😊
Morgana: Oh! Do they call me auntie?
Merlin: No, but just because there's no word for that in falcon. They call you Big Female though.
Morgana: Cause I'm big?
Merlin: And because you were the only female they knew for a while besides Rain. Now they are kind of aware you hold some autority around the castle, so they think you are the leader of females or something like that. So really they mean 'great female' when they call you that.
Morgana: Oh! (smiles) I'll take it as a compliment then.
Blizzard: (Still in Morgana's hands and keeps pecking at her) Hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt 😡
Merlin: (scolds) Blizzard, stop pecking your aunt or no food for you 😠.
Blizzard: (stops and lowers his head in shame, chirping) Sorry, Mama 🥺.
Merlin: Now come. Food is ready. (Moves the dead bird he just hunted on the window with magic until it is in his hand)
Blizzard: Food! 😃 (jumps from Morgana's hands to the floor)
Guardian, Rain, Brave and Wary: (jumping in place) Food, food, food! 😃😃😃😃
Merlin: (throws the dead bird in front of him)
Guardian, Brave, Wary and Blizzard: (go to the dead bird and start tearing out the meat theirselfs)
Rain: (gets off Merlin's lap, but doesn't go to the dead bird)
Merlin: Rain go eat.
Rain: (shakes her head)
Arthur: (concerned, aproaches) Why don't you eat, Rain?
Rain: (chirps) No tear meat. No eat.
Arthur: Oh, you want me to cut it for you? Okay, let me-
Merlin: (sternly) No! she has to tear it herlself. Rain, eat now 😠.
Rain: (shakes her head)
Arthur: There's really no problem, I can-
Merlin: (raises his voice) NO! 😠 (To Rain, more sternly) Rain eat or no food for you!
Rain: (sturbornly shakes her head again)
Merlin: (furiously stands up and goes to Arthur) This is your fault! 😡
Arthur: Wha...Why? 😧
Merlin: You spoiled them too much! You think other chicks refused to eat if their parents don't bring their favourite bird? Or if you don't give them the part of the bird they want? NO! They eat what they are given! And they eat by theirselfs when they turn 3 weeks, but Rain doesn't want to eat by herself and it's because of you!
Arthur: (now angry too) What's the problem in them having taste?! 😡 If I'm perfectly capable of giving them what they want-
Merlin: Nature is not going to give them always what they want! 😡 Nature won't give Rain her bird in tiny little pieces and on a silver plate!
Chicks: 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
Morgana: Uhm... guys? 😥
Arthur: I know how nature is! But she won't live in nature tomorrow. She's a chick still. You're being too hard on her!
Merlin: I'm not! If she doesn't tear her own meat now, how will she learn how to hunt? How will she survive?
Arthur: You're talking like this will decide her future forever. It's just one meal!
Chicks: 😢😢😢😢😢
Morgana: Guys? 😰
Arthur: Maybe she's a slowlearner, didn't you think of that?
Merlin: If her brothers already can, then she can! She's just being a brat just like-
Arthur: Just like what? 😠
Merlin: Just like you! 😠
Chicks: (chirp crying) 😭😭😭😭😭
Morgana: (yells) Guys! 😡
Rain: No fight! No fight! 😭 (Pecks the dead bird) See? I eat, I eat! No fight, please! 🥺😭
Guardian: I feed sister in nature 🥺. No fight! 😭
Brave: I fight nature! Mama and Papa no fight! 😭
Blizzard: Nature make Mama and Papa fight! I hate nature! 😭
Wary: What is a nature? 😭
Arthur: (almost in panic) No! Babies, we are not fighting! (Kneels close to them to comfort them)
Merlin: (does the same, reassuring them) We are not fighting, I- (takes bird form so they can understand him better and flies to them) Mama and Papa are not fighting, we were just talking. I'm sorry, don't cry.
Gwen: (from the door, drops the vase with the flowers, mouth open in shock) 😨
Morgana: (turns to the sound, completely pale) Gwen?
Gwen: I... I'm sorry. I knocked, but nobody heard... and there was shouting and I was worried.
Arthur: (very serious, stands up infront of his family protectively) You saw.
Gwen: (too quickly) No! I mean, yes, but I won't tell anybody, I swear!
Morgana: There's no need for you to be afraid. Merlin has magic, but he's good.
Gwen: And is a man.
Morgana: Yeah, that too.
Gwen: And a bird.
Morgana: Sometimes.
Gwen: And has magic.
Morgana: I think we already established that.
Rain: (scared) Mama, what happen? 🥺
Guardian: Papa okay? 🥺 why Papa angry?
Merlin: Papa is not angry, just worried.
Guardian: Why? We in danger? 😧
Brave: A predator! 😨
Wary: Nooo! No predator! 😭
Blizzard: Where? 😠 I fight predator.
Merlin: (comforts them) No, there is no danger and there is no predator. Nothing will happen to you (thinking) I'm the one in trouble here. (chirps to the chicks, trying not to cry) I... I love you a lot, my chicks.
Arthur: Don't be dramatic, Merlin. Nothing will happen to you either. (aproaches Gwen, warnly) Guinevere if you dare-
Guard 1: (Enters sudenly) Sire! What happened?
Guard 2: (Enters too) We heard noises.
Blizzard: Predators! Attack! 😡 (lets a war chirp and goes to attack the guards)
Brave: Predators die! 😡 (goes to attack too)
Guardian: I protect brothers! 😡 (follows them)
Rain: (hides behind Merlin)😲
Wary: (hides behind Rain)🥺
Guards: (just look down how 3 chicks peck their boots furiously in silence) ...
Arthur: (holding back a laugh) Well, as you can see, my merlins can be sort of loud.
Guard 1: But, sire, we heard fighting and something breaking-
Gwen: That was me. Sorry, I was... clumsy and droped a vase. (points the broken vase on the floor)
Guard 2: I see. (turns to Arthur) We apologize for the intromission, sire.
Arthur: Don't. You were just doing your job. You're dismissed.
Guards: (bow) Sire. (close the door and leave)
Arthur: (lets a sigh of relief. To Gwen) Thank you.
Morgana: Yes, thank you so much, Gwen.
Gwen: (smiles) I told you I wouldn't tell anyone, didn't I? And it's not like my word would mean anything against the one of the prince and the king's ward anyway.
Guardian: (jumping happily) Predators leave! 😃
Brave: (jumpinp happily) We win! 😄
Blizzard: Come back! Fight! Die! 😡 (goes to the door)
Arthur: (picks Blizzard up before he gets to the door) Enough fight for you. (crouches and extends his free arm to Guardian and Brave) You up, there's glass on the floor.
Brave and Guardian: (jump to Arthur's arm)😊😊
Gwen: Uh... Can they... I mean, are they like-
Arthur: (laughs softly as he stands up again) No, just Merlin. They're common falcons. But Merlin and I adopted them as our own.
Gwen: As your own? (Looks at Merlin still on the floor with Rain and Wary) You mean you two are...
Arthur: Yep.
Gwen: Oh...
Morgana: (holds Gwen by the shoulders, gently) I know is a lot to take in. I have my own secrets as well. But everything in it's time. For now the only thing you must know is that magic is not what we were tought it was. Magic is not evil.
Gwen: Well I know Merlin isn't. He's been here for around a year and has done no harm. He even saved Arthur’s life once.
Merlin: (chirps) Much more than once, really. He'll be dead if it weren't for me.
Rain: Mama fight? 😧
Wary: Mama strong! 😊
Arthur: True. He protected me since then. I didn't know he was a man at the beginning either. Not even Merlin knew. It's a long story.
Gwen: Well, I would like to hear it, if you let me.
Morgana: (more than happy) Of course! We'll tell you everything.
Arthur: Or Merlin can tell you himself! Right, Merlin?
Merlin: (takes human form and goes to Gwen) Hi, I'm Merlin! It's nice to finally present myself properly 😊 (extends a hand)
Gwen: ...
Morgana: Gwen?
Gwen: (faints)
Morgana: (catches her before she hits the floor) Gwen! 😨
Arthur: Uh... Maybe it was too soon. 😅
Merlin: You think? 😒
Chicks: Mama kill predator! ��😄😃😄😃
...
The chicks now:
Okay, I know up close they don't look so graceful. But look!
They are still so small! 🥺🤧
Also, what do you think about Merlin and Arthur’s parental methods?
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You need to rest. And relax. And come lay with me.
Summary: A long, exhausting day of work means you hadn't had time to eat anything all day. The consequences of this catch up to you while at home with Peter, but thankfully, he's there to catch you, just like always. gn!reader CW: reader passes out from overworking themselves 1k words comfort & fluff Posted on: 5-28-24
a/n: yes i know this is similar to the JJ one I did with this prompt BUT. gotta cover all my bases 😁 enjoy!!!
Peter is working on his suit in the shed one night, and you’ve just gotten off work. It had been a long day of answering stupid questions that could’ve been solved by taking one glance at the menu on the coffee shop wall, and you were exhausted. You’d hardly had the time to eat anything at all, you were thirsty, your back was killing you, and all you wanted was to be with Peter.
You knock on the shed door before coming in and say “It’s just me,” so Peter knows he doesn’t have to rush to hide the web shooters he was currently trying to fix, his back hunched over the desk, screwdriver in hand. He looks up when he hears you and smiles.
“Hey, y/n/n. How was work?”
You sigh and come up behind him to wrap your arms around his shoulders and rest your chin on top of his head. “Long. ‘m so tired. Just wanna be with you right now.”
He frowns and sets his tools on the table, holding your arms with his and turning his face so it’s buried in your neck. He dots a few kisses there and you run your fingers through his hair as he sighs into yours.
He spins the chair around and puts his hands on the backs of your thighs to guide you to sit on his lap. His hands find their way to your hair and he runs his fingers through it as yours travel up and down his arms and to his back. One of his hands comes to your waist and the other to the side of your face, and the two of you share a sweet kiss. You pull away after a minute to catch your breath and he rests his forehead against yours.
“God I missed you.”
You laugh and gently brush some hair from his eyes. “I missed you too, Pete. You’re already made my day so much better.” You lay your head on his shoulder and he scratches and rubs your back.
After a minute or two of you sitting like this, you pull back and cup his face to leave a kiss on the tip of his nose.
“I’m gonna go get a snack. Haven’t eaten anything yet.”
Peter’s eyebrows raise and he holds your hand as you stand up.
“You’ve eaten nothing all day? Hun, we’ve talked about this.”
You kiss his hand and walk over to the small old fridge tucked away in the corner opposite the desk.
“I know, I know. I’ve just been so busy and honestly haven’t even been hungry. Or thirsty, I guess, so I should probably get some water too.”
Peter softly laughs and shakes his head, but turns back around to the desk. You grab a water bottle and granola bar from the small counter and move to sit on the little old couch across the desk. You open the water and take a quick sip, but then stand back up.
“Actually, I’m just gonna go inside and get something else. This granola bar does not look very appetizing right now.”
But, you must have stood up too quickly, because your vision goes black and you stumble as you walk towards the door. You have to grab onto the back of Peter’s chair to steady yourself, which causes him to turn around.
“Whoa, you okay?”
You bring a hand on your head and grimace. “Yeah,” you nod, but feel your body get cold all of a sudden as you sway to the side. Peter sees the state that you’re in and carefully stands up and takes your arm.
“Heyy, let’s sit you back down, alright? You look like you’re about t-”
Before he can finish his sentence, you slowly grip his arm and fall to the ground. Peter catches you as you faint and puts a hand on the back of your head and gently helps lay you on the ground.
“Shit shit shit, noooo, y/n. Wake up, c’mon, c’mon.” He shoots a web at the pillow on the couch and puts it behind your head and gently but hurriedly tries to make you wake up.
The next thing you remember is slowly regaining consciousness and seeing Peter looking down at you with his hand on the side of your face. His worried expression lights up when he sees your eyes start to open.
“Heyy, there you are. It’s okay, you’re okay. You fainted but I got you. I laid you on the ground before you could hit your head or anything.”
You try to sit up, but Peter gently puts his hands on your shoulder and lays you back down.
“No no no, you gotta stay down for a minute. If you get up too fast you could fall again.”
You let out a groan as your hand comes to your head. “Ugh, shit. I’m sorry.”
Peter gently shushes you and softly laughs. “Honey, you have nothing to apologize for. This is just why you can’t overwork yourself. And why you gotta eat. It’s dangerous.”
You close your eyes and breathe a few times. They open again to see Peter still looking down at you with a worried look on his face. You gently smile and bring a hand up to the side of his face, your thumb caressing his cheek.
“I’m okay, Pete. You got me. Thank you.”
He leans into your touch and turns his head to kiss the palm of your hand. “Don’t thank me. Of course.”
You grab hold onto his bicep and he helps you slowly sit up. He starts to put his hands under you but you stop him. “What’re you doing?”
He picks you up and walks to the couch. “You’re gonna lay here for a bit and I’m gonna go get you something to eat. Then I’m gonna come back and we’re gonna eat together and lay together and maybe watch a movie later, but for now you need to rest. And relax. And cuddle with me.”
You smile at his overwhelming cuteness and lay back on the arm of the couch. “You’re the best, you know that?”
He smiles and leans down to kiss your forehead. “Yeah yeah, you kinda tell me everyday. Now I’ll be right back, okay?" He points a serious finger at you, but the smile doesn't leave his face. "Don’t. move. I’ll only be a minute.”
You smile up at him once more and he kisses your forehead before jogging out to the house to get you something to ensure that this incident does not happen again.
a/n: hope you enjoyeddddd! love ya'll and please leave requests and prompts for me, i'm in a writing mood and my mind is blank!! love ya
xoxo
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Two words: breath play
Which members are into it?
What kind of breath play do they like?
Oooh so I have a few little thoughts on this topic.
I need to preface this that breath play is a serious topic in terms of risk. Please do not use my ill-informed view of it as anything to apply to real life. Research pls. This is just a romanticized fantasy based discussion for fun and for our imagination.
I can see both Jisung and Hyunjin being on the receiving end of breath play. But go about it very differently to each other.
For Hyunjin it's super sensual. Like he loves the idea of how it looks visually to have a hand wrapped around his neck, or a pretty velvet rope. He even practices this on himself, with a mirror nearby. He wants to see his facial expressions as the air is restricted. He wants to see his ring-adorned hand and slender fingers against his neck. He also likes to involve you, and experiment with you. Do you make similar faces, sounds? Do you get just as aroused? And what would happen if he splays a hand across your neck while he fucks you?
Jisung's needs are a little different. He likes to participate in breath play to heighten his sense of panic. He wants to be a blubbering mess and surrender entirely to you. Although he does play around on his own and he uses his dom side to dom himself.. so he's playing out both his dom and sub side (if that makes sense). He likes the fear and the feeling of lightheadedness. When it comes to when he's in command of you, his favourite thing to do is make you choke on his cock and pinch your nose (pretty sure I've written him doing this). He loves the tears stream down your face as your eyes lose focus.
Felix is a maybe on receiving, but I don't know if I see him into it? I feel like he's more into nipple clamps and anal plugs (something to explore another day perhaps?)
Binnie and Chan. Dick choking, and corsetting (applying pressure to your chest). For some reason I think those two would be down for that. Both make them feel strong and powerful. Masculine. They often like it when you play a subdued and helpless role. They'll take care of you after and make sure you're okay. Big tough guys are softies really.
Jeongin. Deranged fucker likes to put various masks and bags over your head. He's more of a risktaker than the others. He thinks he knows enough about this entire topic that he has confidence that nothing will go wrong. He never acts purely on impulse and every move is calculated. The man researches first. He's got a collection of BDSM literature, a BDSM coach. He's giving me kidnapper vibes for real.
Lee Know. Straight up likes to see you squirm. He usually likes collars and ropes that he can tighten gradually. Or just a simple veiny hand around you woks. He's a more in the heat of the moment guy, but he's so in tune with you that he knows if you're up for it. You love nothing more than seeing his eyes as they watch you intently as he squeezes. He loves to come inside you when you're at the brink of unconsciousness.
Suengmin. I actually don't see him into breath play as much as he's into spanking you with a paddle, or calling you names. He's more about power games through the way he treats you. Degrading and mean when you're role playing, but kind and sweet the rest of the time. I really want to explore more about Seungmin tbh. He's mostly depicted as cold and mean (just like l just described him), but I think he's actually a big softy.
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