People seriously underestimate the impact the media has on notions of pet ownership and what people can handle in animals.
Books, movies, TV, and internet videos from Youtube, Instagram, and The Dodo often show animals in their best moments, or even acting because they’ve been trained to do certain tasks (or are animated as humanlike characters). The fact is that the vast majority of people, even those who already have pets, have a very low or nonexistent level of animal literacy; what they take away from that kind of media oftens turns into “I want that animal as a pet.”
People who watched Finding Nemo created an explosion of demand for clownfish and blue tangs; Harry Potter, owls; 101 Dalmatians for dalmatians, etc etc etc. When the decision to get a pet modeled after the cute, photo-ready animals seen on a screen is made, there is zero consideration as to whether or not their needs can be met and if people can actually handle them.
Media featuring animals inevitably creates a boom of abandonment and huge environmental impact precisely because people who were in over their heads and acted purely on a whim got their dose of reality, and it’s incredibly heartbreaking to have to see the news detailing such cases. These are just some examples:
Yearly reminders have to be passed around telling people not to buy rabbits on Easter unless they’re committed to actually taking care of them
Thousands of dalmatians were abandoned when families discovered that they are very energy intensive, broody work dogs that are not suited to families with small children, unlike the cuddly Perdita and Pongo
Similarly, huskies and malamutes were surrendered to shelters when people realised they are not loyal Westeros direwolves
Entire ecosystems in Europe and southern Asia lost valuable apex predators when people began poaching them to sell to fans who wanted their own Hedwigs and Errols, and again abandoning them en masse when they discovered owls are highly aggressive, loud, messy, and nocturnal
Japan imported thousands of North American raccoons after the release of the Disney movie Rascal, people let them loose in the wild, and Japan now has a problem trying to figure out what to do with their enormous pest population that has no natural predator in place to control their numbers
Pacific Reefs suffered greatly when people demanded to have clownfish and blue tangs as pets, especially considering they were caught by being stunned with sodium cyanide, which, additionally, severely damages coral as well. NatGeo estimates that up to 90% of tropical fish imported by the US are caught by way of cyanide fishing; this often ends up for naught as these fish are often flushed down the toilet or released to the wild in other ways, which is also why the Caribbean and Gulf of Mexico are under threat by voracious invasive species like lionfish
The gist is that the media perpetuates this cycle of people reading about or seeing animal characters, demand is created, people impulse buy those animals, and then leave them for shelters to care for or release them to the wild when they get a rude awakening and find they’re actually unable to deal with those animals.
This isn’t even counting other animals like “mini” pigs, chihuahuas, snakes, foxes, etc etc etc. And we can’t exactly blame this on over enthusiastic children when it’s adults who have the purchasing power to buy a pet, and who choose to do zero research, and who choose to indulge said children or even themselves when that I Want the TV Animal as a Pet urge comes on.
Ignoring what is essentially weaponised cuteness used for online likes is hard, especially when faced with such palatable stuff like that gif of the owl riding the tablet stylus, or the plethora of cat videos. But it costs very little effort to not only educate yourself on the needs of animals and to also not encourage a rapacious pet trade industry, but to communicate that to others so that, hopefully, we won’t have to see things like Peter Dinklage and Jo Rowling having to make statements to the news because of this problem.
Okay. So #studyblrs get real isn’t trying to offend anyone. I’ve gotten some anon messages that are really rude and I’ve just straight up deleted them.
#studyblrs get real is just that, we’re getting real. I’ve rewritten my notes to be aesthetically pleasing one time. Uno. Ein. Yeah that’s the only languages I know one in.
The studyblr aesthetic isn’t most people’s real life studies methods. It’s some people’s, and I want to congratulate those who manage to keep the aesthetic up.
But honestly, it’s not real life. Real life is being up at 2 AM, surrounded by four empty cups, Rice Krispies Treat wrappers, and a pizza box with just pizza crust in it, and grease marks on your paper. Real life is not having time to make these AMAZING and GORGEOUS notes, because you’re studying for the grade, NOT the notes.
People say you just need to “study” to be a studyblr, but why is it only the MUJIs, the Mildliners, and the Staedtlers get reblogged? Why doesn’t the pictures of sloppy, coffee stained notes get reblogged? The rain drenched crinkled notes that don’t get rewritten. The notes with more scribbles than legible writing.
Underneath is why I think that #studyblrs get real needs to become popular, and fast, which has been taken from what I said in a conversation with @universi-tea where the idea for #studyblrs get real came up.
Teens that are growing up may not know what they’re facing, because aesthetic studyblr makes it look like sunshine and lollipops.
“I’ve been through things that will commonly happen. I’ve been rejected by my dream school, and I’ve cried at 4 AM in the morning because my fourth SAT scores weren’t high enough to meet requirements after months of studying. I’ve taken AP classes. I’ve graduated.
Your high school/college/university experience may have been different, but mine was a rude awakening and I’m trying to prevent others from crashing and burning like I did. I was an all A student in high school, even with AP classes. I graduated fifth in my class with 25 credits from AP scores, in which my school only offered seven AP classes.
My first test in uni was a 38 in Business Calculus. A fucking 38 out of 100. I remember it very vividly (Thursday night, and the Blacklist was on.) It was like someone was trying play a joke on me because I had NEVER gotten that low of a test grade before. I remember looking at my scores, and the sense of dread settling into the pit of my stomach. I cried, and then called my old AP Bio teacher (idk why now that I think about it) I had a panic attack, and I was by myself (lived alone.) Those two are very dangerous. My next test score was a 51. Rinse, and repeat.
Do you know how worthless I felt? How long my mom yelled at me after I called her? How my friends reacted when they found out? I went and had a four hour conversation with the professor, who told me that this was the most common thing he saw in a class with freshmen in it. That they come thinking that they’re prepared and they are by no means prepared. I had to go to tutoring. For every single class but one. This was so fucking embarrassing. I had gone from the tutor in HS to the tutored in Uni.
My best friend went to the North Carolina School of Math and Science. Extremely prestigious, and extremely hard. “It’s like taking uni classes when you’re 16, 17, and 18, but you don’t get credit for them as college classes.” I’ve known my best friend since I was 10-ish. She’s the most level headed, and the smartest person I know. She calls me frequently, crying, because the work load. She spent a whole week with me trying to get over one failing grade.
This embarrassment, this shame and lack of self worth I experienced in uni is something I NEVER want ANYONE to experience. I’m trying to prevent these people younger than I am from feeling this way, because I had sunk into a depression because of grades. Grades that could’ve been prevented, had I known the truth.
Sure, the studyblr aesthetic may work in some people’s lives, but in college/uni, you’re being pulled in so many directions. I don’t know of a single person in any of my classes that have gorgeous notes. Hell, I don’t know anyone who can even afford to buy nice planners, or buy fresh fruit. Being “a broke college student” is entirely legit.
But all this aside, if you’ve managed to live out the studyblr aesthetic in university and keep up your grades, you better be DAMN proud of yourself. I’m not trying to make anyone mad. This is the reality most of us experience. It’s the honest truth, and I had to find out the hard way. I just don’t want anyone else to find out the hard way, either.“
It’s hilarious, laughable, pathetic even, how love could either build you or ruin you and yet knowing this, people still chase after it like the rise of golden light beyond the horizon, or the last drop of dew in twilight, or the flutter of that one coral blue butterflies in buttercup paved meadow.
It’s frightening, daunting, startling even, how love makes your hands clammy like you’re being interviewed by the very man who founded the big shot company you’ve applied to.
And it’s utterly, impossibly, unbelievable how love comes in many ways like a bump and a spill of coffee on crisp white shirt, or a brush of hands upon a dusty leather brown book spine or an envelope obtained from a mailbox on one’s way back from grocery shopping.
Well, that’s exactly what’s happening to Min Yoongi, second son to one of the well-known elite families in Seoul. Most of the time, he couldn’t care less about family matters; business deals, dinner with alien faces and empty conversations─ those things he’s entitled to attend with mildly bored eyes and champagne he’ll never finish in one hand. But this particular matter, he can’t just not care. One, because it directly concerns him (as if the cursive letter of his name engraved in bold black against crisp white isn’t enough indication). Two, because it’s from a certain someone in his family who he’s fond of.
Is written on the top of the not so neat written paper.
•the first Olympics Neil plays in Andrew didn’t make Court because of ~~attitude problems~~ •they make the final and it’s against Japan •hearing the yelling of Japanese instructions across the court put Neil and Kevin on the back foot because they are immediately back in the nest in their heads •they only snap out of it when Jeremy whacks them on the helmet like Andrew would have done •after half time they get their shit together enough to be able to interject most of Japan’s plays since they can understand what the instructions are •it comes down to 13:13 in the last five minutes •Josten the little shit has so enraged his defender by this point that he makes such stupid mistakes Neil may as well not have a defender •queue the perfect assist to the perfect final goal scored by Kevin in the last 2 minutes •Kevin and Neil fall on each other and hug it out like the bros they are because this is what they have been working towards since they were 5 and they made it despite all the fuckers who tried to stop them •Jeremy as captain tries to organise the team into something resembling a straight line to proceed to the ceremony •as the team passes the stands Neil sees the foxes and immediately breaks formation, Dragging Kevin with him •the other team members ignore them, very used to these weird antics •everyone made it •Dan and Matt are sitting with their beautiful daughter between them, all three decked out in red white and blue with orange accessories, all stomping their feet •matt may or may not be crying (but his baby boy just won the Olympics let him have this) •Renee dyed her hair orange and dressed patriotically and is beaming at them •Allison looks every bit the runway model but stooped far enough to attach a fox paw pin to her jacket •Nicky and Erik are covered head to toe in sparkles and streamers and carrying huge We <3 Josten We <3 Day posters •Aaron looks sullen sitting next to a beaming and very pregnant Katelyn •his nod to the boys means more than he thinks •Andrew •Andrew is there and dressed in all black because he’ll be damned if the Olympics of all things makes him change •Neil swears he can see a glimmer of pride in his eyes but before he can be sure he’s practically pulled over the bannister into hugs from his family •it’s so much Neil has to stop and wait take it all in while everyone around him is happy •happy for him •the smile that covers his face is breathtaking •this shouldn’t still be affecting you, Andrew thinks, because after all these years he can no longer convince himself that this is nothing •hey junkie •Neil’s total focus goes on Andrew and before he can say anything •yes •the small private and infinitely more genuine smile that covers Neil'a face still makes Andrew want to strike out even after all these years because this is so far from nothing •the kiss isn’t particularly long or passionate (mainly because your boy Neil couldn’t stop smiling) but it only ends when Kevin yanks Neil away muttering about reputation •the next morning Andrew and Neil are rudely awakened by a shriek of outrage •YOU RUINED THE HEADLINES YOU FUCKERS •suffice to say Kevin was not best pleased that the headline which should have read USA wins Olympic gold for Exy actually says USA national team’s Neil Josten comes out with teammate Andrew Minyard at Olympic final •back in the PR office the agents throw out weeks worth of documents planning the coming out
Summary: Fred Andrews is the single parent of twins. He walks in on his daughter with her girlfriend in the middle of sex. Following that breakup you got together with your brothers best friend whom doesn’t have experience in sex so you teach your boyfriend. Guess your not the only twin in a forbidden relationship…only one is legal.
Characters: Jughead x Andrews!Reader, Betty x Reader, Kevin Keller, Archie Andrews (mentioned) and Fred Andrews
Disclaimer: I do not own Riverdale or the characters. I do not own the Comics either. Jughead is NOT asexual in his.
Warnings: Swearing, underage drinking, smut, former same sex relationship,
Tagging: At the bottom
A/N Originally this was going to be a Veronica fic but apparently my subconscious was needy for Jughead.
Jokes were always made about the Andrews twins, Archie was the boy that got hit by the puberty bus during the summer before sophomore year. You however had came out of the awkward phase a lot early than your twin brother, it was the end of middle school when you hit puberty in the most graceful way.
While Archie incredibly straight, you were bisexual with no real preference to be honest. Nobody believed that you were bisexual, especially your dad because he had never seen you look at a female before. Fred Andrews got a rude awakening when he walked in on Betty Cooper going down on his freshmen aged daughter. Next the whole town found out about the relationship, minus the sexual side, with the knowledge that Betty had been crushing on you. It was purely fun for you and experimental for her so it didn’t cause any problems when she discovered she was only into guys and actually liked your twin. You guys continued to be best friends.
It was amusing when your father walked in on Betty and you because he fumbled through the safe sex talk. He didn’t know much about safe sex between females but he tried his best even if both of you were embarrassed beyond belief. He was happy however that you wouldn’t become the parental nightmare of pregnant teenager.
It was the last day of summer that he caught you with your boyfriend in bed together and getting the shock of his life for the second time. Jughead and you had gotten together at the very end of freshman year. Nobody, even Archie whom knew everything about you, knew about it because there was no real reason that they needed to know. You were a slut by any means, you only had had sex with Betty so you didn’t care if someone found out that Jughead and you were together. The only thing was that you hadn’t gone that far yet.
BTS Reaction - distracting you whilst you’re on the phone
It was during the home-cooked meal Jin had prepared for you that your phone had first rung, and then it’d rung again for a second time part way through dessert. Almost an hour later and that call sounds like it isn’t anywhere near ending, and Jin’s becoming increasingly impatient waiting for you to finish. He tries all his best moves; removing his sweater and making sure to properly stretch, emphasising his broad shoulders. He tries pulling you into his arms too, planting only two kisses on your neck before you push him away with a shake of your head, mumbling something about ‘merges’ down the phone as you exit to the bedroom. That’s the final straw for Jin; if he’s going to have any hope of distracting you it’s going to take something drastic. He strips out of his clothes, leaving them in a crumpled pile next to the sofa he gets comfortable on, ignoring how cold the leather feels against his bare buttocks. Closing his eyes, he takes his soft member in hand and begins to fondle himself, thinking about how good your lips felt wrapped round him last night. Soon enough his cock is hard and throbbing in his palm, quiet little moans spilling from his lips - moans that Jin allows to become louder when he hears your bedroom door open, your footsteps following. He opens his eyes to see your stood in the doorway, shocked to a standstill, your hand over the receiver of the phone so your colleague won’t hear the sounds he’s making.
“Jagi, please,” he groans, rolling his balls as he fists his cock, throwing his head backward against the leather, “I need you.”
Suffice to say your phone call was cut rather short after that.
It’s the sound of your voice that rudely awakens Yoongi from his slumber. Blinking away the sleep induced blur in his vision he rolls onto his side to squint at the clock, groaning when he sees that it’s 1am and feeling instantly annoyed at whoever you decided it’d be a good idea to call at the time of the night. He rolls over again with a huff, this time to face you, and the moment you notice he’s away you pull an apologetic face, cringing. Listening hard, he can hear the shrill pitch of your best friend’s voice sobbing about something on the other end of the line, and some of his annoyance fades now he knows this wasn’t a call you chose to make. He resigns himself to riding it out with you, shuffling closer and hiding his face in your hair, inhaling the scent of you as he places his arm across your waist. He was never meaning to get turned on, but listening to your soft ‘mm’s’ of agreement, feeling the steady rise and fall of your chest beside him, the warmth of your body seeping into his… well, it was sort of inevitable. Yoongi starts to nuzzle at your neck, his breath hot in your ear as he laves his tongue around the shell of it, goosebumps springing up all over your body in response to his sudden and fervent attention. His hand starts straying too, trailing downward then coming back up again under your shirt, grasping at your breast and rolling your nipple between his fingertips hard enough that you have to bite back a gasp. You feel him smirk against your cheek and then suddenly he’s taking the phone from your hand and disconnecting the call without a word, throwing it to the floor and pulling you on top of him.
“Your battery ran out,” he states matter-of-factly, grasping your hips and grinding your core into his lap. “Now, make me being awake worthwhile.”
All Namjoon had wanted to do when he got home was throw you against the wall and fuck the hell out of you; it’d been a stressful day and he needed the kind of relief that only you could give him. He felt secure in knowing that the two of you had a safeword in case he ever took it too far. It was rare that it was ever said, but tonight he felt like it might be one of those nights. Yes, today really had been that shit. That’s why when he comes home to find you curled up on the sofa on the phone, giggling with one of your friends, Namjoon’s only response is a deep, throaty growl of frustration - one that has you sitting up in alarm, your eyebrows knotting together with concern. He strides towards you, radiating dominance as he throws off his smart jacket and starts loosening his tie, your heart starting to gallop nervously in your chest, suddenly lost for words even though you know you’re friend is awaiting a reply on the other end.
“Hang up,” he commands, standing over you so his crotch is level with your face. He’s aroused already, tenting the front of his pants. “Now!” he barks when you hesitate. The phone almost flies from your hand in your haste to press the button to end the call, stuffing it down the side of the sofa so you know it won’t get in the way for whatever it is Joonie has in mind. He undoes the front of his pants roughly to pull out his long, throbbing cock, and then grabs a fist full of your hair to yank you towards him, your mouth automatically falling open.
“You’re gonna take all of this and then you’re gonna beg me for more, you got that?”
Hobi had already been halfway into your pants when your phone starts to ring on the bedside table next to you. It’s your mom, so you’ve got to pick it up otherwise she’ll start to worry, and when she worries she has an awful habit of popping round uninvited to check on you - and that certainly would put a dampener on things. You answer the call, grabbing onto Hobi’s wrist to pull it out from the waistband of your jeans, unable to keep yourself from smiling at the adorable pout on his face. He’s far too incorrigible, though, or maybe he’s just impatient, but either way, you’ve only been on the phone a couple of minutes when you feel his hand sneaking back in, his lips on your neck. You smack at his arm but it does no good; his fingers find their way into your panties and back to your soaking wet core, a low hum rumbling in his throat as he circles your clit. You squirm, biting your lip to keep yourself from moaning, managing the occasional ‘uh-huh’ back to whatever it is your mother is saying. Honestly, you’re not really paying attention. Knowing that you two could be caught out any second is just making you hotter, and despite common sense telling you you shouldn’t, you end up undoing your jeans and shimmying them down whilst still on the line, spreading your legs for Hobi to take full advantage.
“Does your mama knows what a bad girl you are, baby?” he whispers into your free ear, fingertip teasing your hole. You’re sure your lip is going to start bleeding in a second if you keep on biting it this hard, but it’s the only way you can keep yourself quiet, especially when Hobi slides two, long fingers inside of you, stretching out your walls. “Think you can keep quiet when I make you cum?”
When you’re on call both you and Jimin are all too aware of the constant threat of separation your phone poses - but rather than let it put you off for fear of being interrupted, it actually spurs the two of you on. The sex you have those nights is always rushed and hot and passionate, never knowing just how much time you’ve got, and tonight looks like it’s going to be no exception. He’s just peeling your panties off with his teeth when your phone does ring, and rather than stopping you simply lean over and grab your phone off the bedside table, answering it and trying not to sound too breathless. They need you at the hospital your colleague tells you as Jimin licks and kisses his way up the inside of your thigh, smirking up at you. She gripes about how busy it is while you’re flopping open your legs, Jimin’s tongue coming into contact with your core, and you morph your groan of pleasure into one of sympathy, winding your free hand through his hair and pulling him in. You love how naughty it feels having him between your legs whilst she has no idea, grinning and biting your lip down at Jimin as he looks up past your pubic bone, flicking his tongue against your clit.
When you flex your hips and pull his hair, egging him on, Jimin closes his eyes and really starts to concentrate on the task at hand, drawing figure of eights amongst your wetness, lapping up everything you have to give him as you arch your back soundlessly. It’s only when he slides a finger into your heat that you can stand it no longer, garbling a promise that you’ll be there soon and ending the call just in time for him to start assaulting your clit with harsh licks and sucks.
“You’re not going anywhere yet, kitten,” Jimin warns you from between your legs, lifting his face enough for you to see your arousal shining all over his mouth and chin. He licks his lips, smiling salaciously. “Not until daddy gets a turn.”
Of all the times for your phone to ring, it had to be whilst Taehyung is indulging in one of his little games. He’s got you bound, immobile on his bed, handcuffs stretching from each of your wrists to either side of the headboard, an ankle spreader keeping your legs apart, allowing him to inspect your pussy to his heart’s content from where he’s knelt naked between your feet. And normally you wouldn’t mind, happy to let it ring, but you had an important interview yesterday, and this might well be the call back you’ve been waiting for. You pull against your restraints, begging to be released, but Taehyung just smiles that wicked smile of his and crawls on top of you, his cock weighing heavy against your stomach, and then he reaches under the pillow and brings your phone his ear, answering it for you. You’re horrified, pulling at the cuffs harder and making them rattle in protest, your soundless mouth flapping indignantly.
“I’m afraid she’s all tied up right now,” he smirks, delighting in the flush of embarrassment that colours your cheeks. “She can’t really come to the phone.”
Taehyung takes hold of his cock in his free hand, shifting all his weight onto one side so he can manoeuvre himself between your legs, sliding the swollen head through your slick folds. You whimper helplessly, your hips bucking towards him all of their own accord; you’re as desperate to feel him inside as you are to take that call and torn between the two, reduced to a mewling, dripping mess as he toys with your powerless body. His own breathing starts to get a little heavier as he dips the very tip inside shallowly, in and out, teasing you both as he hums in agreement with whatever the person on the other end is saying.
“Oh yes, I’ll see that she gets it.” Tae sinks into you with one agonisingly slow thrust as soon as those words have left him, biting his lip as he bottoms out, and you know if he hadn’t he’d have grunted with the force of it. Your feel your walls stretch around the girth of him, a burn that has your back arching from the bed, your cuffs rattling again, and as he feels you clench around his cock Taehyung finally stop playing, hanging up the call and fucking you in earnest, moaning louder than ever.
You’ve known for days that you were spending tonight sleeping over in the boys dorms - so how on earth did you forget to pack your pyjamas? Luckily enough Jungkook has begrudgingly leant you a pair of his boxers and a t-shirt to wear for sleeping in, and you’re just pulling the t-shirt over your head when you hear his phone start to ring. Seeing that it’s only Namjoon calling it you decide to answer it for him, making pleasant conversation as you leave the bedroom to find your boyfriend where you left him sat in front of the TV, and as always Joonie has you giggling by the time you get there. Jungkook looks up, his eyes narrowing when he sees you blushing at someone else’s words, tonguing the inside of his cheek jealously as you flop down next to him on the sofa, completely oblivious to his stare. It only gets worse when he takes in what you’re wearing. His baggy t-shirt shows off the beautiful curve of your neck and the delicateness of your collarbones, his boxers riding right up your thighs and revealing too much skin. He’d never had guessed you’d have looked so good in his clothes, otherwise he would’ve shared sooner. Jungkook’s both annoyed and aroused now, and when you giggle again and bite your thumb he finds himself wanting punish you, his cock twitching in his shorts at the thought of wiping that smile off of your face.
You’re caught completely off guard when Jungkook suddenly knocks you off balance, pinning you down on the sofa with the entirety of his weight, his hair dangling into his lust darkened-eyes. The phone is still pressed to your ear, Namjoon asking if you’re alright after hearing your little yelp of surprise. The boy on top of you starts to grind his erection against your core through his shorts and his boxers, savaging your neck with his mouth, sucking purple marks into the skin, and it’s with a stilted stutter that you tell Namjoon that you should go.
“Don’t you hang up,” Jungkook growls as he pushes his hips into you again, saying it loud enough that you know his friend on the other end will be able to hear, “I want hyung to hear me take what’s mine.”
Got a little carried away with myself there, gosh! *fans self*
in petersburgby Batman - (…) ‘We aren’t strangers, though,’ Jean says, and Eren feels that breath-catching-heart-shooting phenomenon again. ‘We aren’t?’ The lilt marking his question is almost hopeful, he thinks. ‘No. See,’ Jean continues, leaning forward and grinning like something out of a framed photograph, ‘I’m already nicking your coffee.’ (Reincarnation AU; slightly canon-divergent/post-canon)
Leaving On The Fifth by avoidingavoidance - Even on a great night like tonight, Jean is the literal definition of cranky, but that doesn’t stop an overly-friendly Brit named Eren from trying to be his friend.
roadtrip au by dizzyondreams - Jean and Eren inadvertently end up on a road trip alone together.
Appetence (bad blood) by catsonfire - Eren had his expectations, upon receiving his letter to Hogwarts, upon finding out that he was a wizard child born to two muggles without an ounce of wizard blood in the lineage. (…) Above all, he wasn’t prepared for Jean Kirstein.
Good Morning, Asshole by artenon - Internet personalities Eren Yeager and Jean Kirschtein meet, clash, hate each other, become friends, and fall in love. Fun times are had by all.
Allons-y by sandwichtree - Jean becomes progressively more protective of the worst possible candidate.
Bound Together by NormieScum - Eren and Jean bump into each other on Spring Break as strangers and end up getting ‘stuck’ together for a night. They’re both assholes but they click instantly :)
5:02AM by Winterreise - After a rude awakening early in the morning, Jean returns to the bedroom and discovers a rather…thrilling way to go back to sleep.
Later Is Better Than Never by Freekish - He fell asleep in his arms, something he’s only ever done a handful of times before. The warmth and weight of his arm feels right…feels safe. Steady slow breathes ghost over the back of his neck, reminding him this is where he belongs, where he should stay, but this is all temporary. He’ll be gone in a few hours.
tell me we’ll be just fine by andreaphobia - Eren’s a drug addict, Jean’s a washed-up freelance writer, and they’re no good for each other. They’re really, really not.
No Doubt by Freekish - Jean really has no doubt in his mind that Eren is going to be around for a while.
How to Salvage a Terrible Date by jtjenna (pornographicpenguin) - We’re going on a blind date - but wait a moment, aren’t you the one that went down on me in a back alley behind a club year ago? … what do you mean “which one”?
Your Touch Is What I Need by Freekish - When Eren gets in an emotional funk, he likes to disappear for a while. Mikasa and Armin don’t know where he goes when he leaves, and they worry about him. There is someone who knows how to find him. Jean. He never reveals where he finds Eren, but he sends a reassuring text that he’s with him and he’ll bring him back home in the morning.
let me turn you out (with human contact) by seabear - “If you’re not wearing them, you’re not gonna get to come tonight,” Jean’s eyes darken, the light usually playing in their depths shorting out as their gazes lock again. Eren feels himself starting to sweat from the heat pooling in his face as he brings his hands up to undo his fly and zipper. “Ooh,” Jean coos. “Very nice. They look expensive.”
Habits by Hanaji_ga_Eren - Before he knows it, one of his one night stands just keeps showing up in his life, and they become much more than either intended. Jean slowly realizes that he doesn’t need the coping mechanisms that he’s used so far, as long as Eren’s there to make him feel like a person again.
Fricition by sciamachy - is still friction when it comes to lower body parts. Drabble Collection
Pousse-café by Variabile - Jean accidentally sends half-naked selfies to an unlisted number in his contact list and it’s all downhill from there.
sea change by andreaphobia - Eren and Jean find each other in prison.
clinquant by crunchrapsupreme - It’s not really that big of a deal, Jean thinks. Friends cuddle with each other all the time, right?
and give no warning to her flight. by albion - He keeps on finding him; him, of all people, and his not-mother had told him once that the people you meet have been put in your life for a reason, but Eren can’t work out why for the life of him why fate had decreed that in every universe he keep on finding Jean.
Laundry Night is Horribleby XenophonSpeaks - An anger-fueled mistake on laundry night leads Eren into the strangest quest for friendship, and possibly something more, of his life.
Mating Ain’t Easy When Your Mate Is An Alpha Wannabe by DeathsLastPrayer - Jean x Eren are placed in an ABO setting as werewolves but it’s kind of like Romeo & Juliet when you consider the fact that Jean’s a City wolf and Eren’s from the forest and no one wants them to be together (they don’t even want to) but they are. Because they’re eternal mates.
Bring Your Best by tanyart - 24 hours without kissing and a still lot of kissing.
the thaw by dizzyondreams - “Yeah, well, at least you didn’t sacrifice your Saturday morning in bed to trek across the state to some bullshit wedding where I have to be your fake boyfriend.” Jean grumbled. God, saying it out loud like that made it seem even stupider than it was.
pulse to pulse by dizzyondreams - The smell of cigarette smoke made Jean stop short, and he peered down the stairwell to see what seemed like a lump of blankets sitting on the bottom step, his usual smoking place.
Frustration of Thunk by SkyChasingDreamer - Jean kept chopping and stacking, the pile growing higher one piece at a time. The sun and sweat made Jean’s skin shine and Eren loathed that. He had a special and particular hate for the hair sticking itself to Jean’s forehead, matted down with wetness that darkened the sandy brown color.
Suck it up by souljacker - On a school night, Jean plays video games, and Eren is being his usual self. Sex ensues.
dead dreams and debauchery scenes by dizzyondreams - It’s 2am and Jean’s mind is ticking over with deadlines and thoughts of his future and a terrible rising panic about never falling asleep that night, again.
Arcadia by andreaphobia - Eren loses his way, then finds it again… with a little help.
the lowlight by searwrites (sears) - modern au where jean is a couple of years older than eren
Chronos by callmeabs - Four years ago, Eren hated Jean with everything he had, for everything Jean was, including how his own gut was telling him that Jean Kirstein was going to be a permanent problem (fixture) in his life.
A Taste for the Illegal by KuraraOkumura - Jean and Eren are pursued by the police after robbing a bank, and Jean tells Eren to hide in the backseat of their car while they wait for the police to pass. Eren wasn’t expecting the other boy to hide…right on top of him. Things get a little steamy after that.
Love is Confusing and Life is Hard by kiwisaurus121 - Jean wakes up to find a stranger on his couch. He’s still not sure why he didn’t call the police, but at least he gets a kitten out of it.
Eren x Jean Drabblesby Chukabu00 - Random one-word inspired drabbles on the life of Eren and Jean. In no particular order. Contains some M-rated content from time to time, some married fluff, modern AU.
sun-drenched dream by dizzyondreams - Besides, he had a real nice thing going on with the cute son of a local winemaker that he didn’t want to sacrifice just yet.
Welcoming for Strangers by thanatopis - Eren Yeager and Jean Kirstein have known each other since high school and have very little good things to say about one another. So when Jean comes back from his trip abroad in France, old things are rehashed despite Eren not wanting them to be.
Heart-Shaped Glasses by Emery - “Everything should have been so much clearer now that Eren could see, but the fact of the matter was—it wasn’t. Jean’s face may have been distinct, but Eren’s feelings for him were still as blurry and muddled as they had always been.”
Like A Horse To Water by WolfNotFawn - The Jaegers had lived beside the Kirstein ranch for more than seven years now, but as far as Jean was concerned, Eren was no more than a thorn in his side. If you asked anybody else, they would tell you it was a little more complicated than that.
and you feel like the ocean by dizzyondreams - Jean’s car pulled up outside Eren’s house at 2am sharp, and by 2:30 Eren was pressing him against it for a welcome-back kiss. His skin was warm under his fingers, as if he was still holding lingering heat from the day.
daffodils by crunchrapsupreme - Jean learns that Eren’s favorite flower is a daffodil.
you got a black heart by seabear - Eren is a performer at the Shiganshina Horror Park. Jean is the strung-out costume/makeup artist who hates him. Maybe. Eren’s a little unsure about that last part.
cobwebs and storagerooms by Sexycanofsoup - Sometimes all it takes to get two angsty boys to crack is to lock 'em up in a dirty old room for a while. The big stupid homo crushes tend to reveal themselves without much effort after that. A story of cleaning, confessions, and awkward blushing boys who know how to use their fists better than their words.
cross country trek by supportingcharacters - Jean wakes up at 2am to Eren Jaeger in his car outside, beeping his horn and insisting that he wants to go to the beach.
The Simple Things by supportingcharacters - Every Thursday, Eren goes to the same drive thru to pick up lunch. Even with the new asshole of a server, he won’t be deterred. Though maybe the new asshole of a server isn’t actually as bad as he thought.
As It Is by Chaeriee (cheshireree) - Eren, Jean and all the trouble that comes with them. A giant collection of old EreJean fics I have.
Stardust by Syene - He never meant to put himself in the spotlight like this, yet here he was. Eren Jaeger, nondescript New Yorker, college student and barista before all of this happened was now followed around by the paparazzi because he was seen with a Hollywood starlet apparently.
oh this town it’s so electric by dizzyondreams - The first time Jean saw Eren Jaeger, he was sweating and wearing glitter under the pulsing lights of some club in Stockholm. As he watched the strong line of his body move to the beat of the music, the hazy green lights flash across his face, Jean thought: he’s gonna be mine.
Nothing says 'I love you’ like a bunch of corpses by pandaspots - Jean is an FBI agent and someone has a killer crush on him. Literally. He has no idea how things got to this point, but he figures threatening the sicko he will do anything to see him cuffed and locked up has something to do with it.
Too Hot To Handle by mongoose_bite - Jean has recently joined MI6’s elite agents as 003 and he couldn’t be happier. His career is going places, his degree is paid for, his job is exciting, if somewhat dangerous, and his handler is the beautiful Mikasa, whom he will definitely certainly ask out soon. Until it isn’t. Until Mikasa is replaced by Eren, who Jean quickly decides is absolutely the last person he wants talking in his ear when he’s getting shot at.
you there, hiraeth by crunchrapsupreme - Jean says, “Come visit me.” Eren freezes, his fingers going still as he glances up, locking eyes with Jean’s through the screen. (…) “Um,” Eren says, scratching the back of his neck before smiling. “Okay.”
clear the runway, prepare for takeoffby Piyo13 - July 1948. Jean Kirstein, U.S. Airforce pilot, has been called back to Germany in the wake of WWII, in order to assist in the Berlin Airlift. Eren Jäger, West Berlin resident, has been helping unload cargo from British and American planes for almost a month, trying to keep the city of Berlin fed and warm. It’s grueling work for the both of them, but they make it work.
Seven Minutes in Heaven, Ninety Minutes in Hell by Armajesty (hinatella) - Eren is left with an even bigger one when a game of Seven Minutes in Heaven gets him trapped in a closet with his enemy-but-certainly-not-crush-because-ew Jean.
Paper Kitesby burlesquecomposer - When Eren Jaeger joined as a drummer for a small college indie rock band, he hardly expected it to develop into something more.
the jean wayneby crunchrapsupreme - The first time Jean’s faced with the elusive question, he’s seventeen and Eren’s sixteen, fresh with a new license and a shitty used car with beige leather seats that smell like smoke from the previous owner.
When We See the Sea by WhiteSilverandMercury - staring at eren is like staring into the sun, they say it blinds but men do it anyway; and jean is a young man who wears his heart on his sleeve but guards it with the spade ready to dig his own grave.
What We Will Find by jtjenna (pornographicpenguin) - a modern au in which very many slightly related and very goofy things occur.
Sleepy Eyes and Boney Kneesby ilrei- A few drabbles for the Erejean2k16 prompts that I just put into the same universe. Doing the prompts: Music, monster, confession, similarities/differences and bath/shower.
pink lips, pink lace by dizzyondreams - “These aren’t mine you-” He turned just in time to see Eren wriggling into his slightly undersized trousers and caught a flash of something before he pulled them over his hips. Something lacy and distinctly pink. Jean’s words dried up in his mouth.
“I like you, Jeanbo” by shulkie - City-slicker Jean Kirstein is forced to come back to the small town he spent one year in for a funeral and runs into hell-raiser Eren Jaeger, apprentice to the local mechanic.
Working Past It by tyrellis - No matter what Jean may say, it’s not Eren’s fault that this happened: he was just innocently searching for a working vending machine. Jean had the good voice, and sang in French, and seemed like an angel. Eren feels entirely justified in the disappointment he feels when he discovers Jean’s actually a massive dickhead.
Nights With You by NormieScum - Eren makes bad decisions and Jean is always there to help him clean up afterwards.
bound to fall for you by dizzyondreams - Later, on the bus back to their apartment, Eren went on a stoned rant about Jean’s profile that Armin patiently sat through with a quiet air of bemusement. Mikasa just stared out of the window and offered the occasional, “Believe me, he’s an ass.” to which Eren paid no attention. He officially had a new crush.
Magnolia lights by peralta - Jean enjoys his days working at the flower shop. He’s never had so much fun, though, as when a bright-eyed boy stops by every Friday asking for tulips.
To Win is to Lose by somethingintheireyes - “The first one to fall in love loses.” “Heh, you picked the wrong opponent Jaeger, you’re on. ”
god tier emo au by dizzyondreams - There was something odd about him, something that interested Eren when all that interested him anymore was drumming. The way the look in his eyes, the curve of his mouth, didn’t quite match up with the rest of him. First violin, some button-down rich boy, but Eren had found him beating the shit out of a guy in an alley. Blood dark against his shirt, and his eyes like flint behind the trail of Eren’s cigarette.
That’s it! I’ve read SO MANY lovely jeanere fics so I’m pretty sure I’m missing some but I think that for now this list is good :) I’ll be updating this whenever I read new awesome fics so yeah! stay tuned! You can find some more nice fics here ! last update: 26th May 2017
keith and allura + growing stronger by letting go of the past
since i have yet to find another post that goes into detail about just how much keith’s arc in ‘the blade of marmora’ and allura’s arc in ‘crystal venom’ parallel one another, i went ahead and did the thing myself !! i find it both curious and kinda enchanting how alike keith and allura are in so many respects. realizing these similarities while re-watching the show was far too riveting not to share my thoughts, so here they are ^^
Video AU: Namjoon refuses to fuck you before a Fan-Meet, so you take things into your own hands. Literally. Namjoon feels you shifting under the table and is forced to withstand your teasing touch and mouth. Let’s just say you are in for a rude awakening when you get home.
Part 2: Task: 12 Days of lesser known animated show/film recommendations
Hey, guys! I’ve been a bit down lately, so in order to give myself something to do, I decided to share with you all the lesser known, underrated or entirely hidden gems of the animated world (as far as I know), be it show or film.
-The animation must be traditional (no CGI unless it’s minor and in the background; i’ll do an all CGI list later).
-The recommended work must have soothing, inspiring or otherwise admirable leads with realistic emotional connections.
-The plot of the story must be intriguing if not wholly believable and the artwork must meet certain aesthetic standards.
-The characters must have emotionally realistic interactions with one another in ratio to the time allowed for them to interact.
-The animation in question may be from anywhere in the world.
Also, feel free to clue me in on any that I don’t list, because I would really appreciate a new animated find!
As a matter of course, a great deal of the listed shows/films will be ‘anime’, simply because japanimation has the monopoly on the most unique and varied story lines, and Japan (and sometimes France) are the only ones making mostly traditionally drawn animated features still.
Alright, here we go … …
Day Two: Fairy Tale Films :)
The Day of the Crows
I absolutely adore this film. Not only is The Day of the Crows a superbly animated feast for the eyes, but the characters, lessons and honest interactions take it a level above most children’s films. Not only that, but the dialogue is wonderfully translated from the French to the English subtitles. As a matter of course, I prefer watching films in their original language unless the dub has some inventive dialogue or more adequate voice acting, but this little known gem isn’t likely to pick up a dub any time soon anyway, so all of you who only watch dubs should make an exception for this one.
It is the story of a young boy who has been raised by an ogre in the woods, until one day he must leave the protection of the trees for the nearby village in order to save someone precious to him. While there, he meets a young girl and begins to learn the touching history of his family. It’s a delightfully nuanced film. Really, don’t miss it!
Note: The title is mildly misleading, as any crow characters are showcased near the end of the film and don’t get much screen time. But why should that bother anyone?
Fusé: Teppō Musume no Torimonochō
Is there any anime lover who would pass up a film with adorable characters and animal transformations? Well, I actually would pass up the ‘animal transformations’ part, but that may just be me. Fusé is a touching fairy tale centring around a young huntress who befriends a dog-like humanoid named Shino. What puts this movie a pitch above the other films out there with a similar premise is it’s refusal to give the characters more slack than any real person would get. People die…there’s a surprising amount of gore which I feel is somehow toned up despite the soft animation. It’s the sort of film that makes you laugh less because it’s funny and more because you know your window to find things humorous is rapidly disappearing. You want the characters to be happy….you think they should be because the film is so cute…but it’s the bitter-sweet trick of the story.
It’s based on the Hakkenden, an old Japanese novel series that details the exploits of the ‘Dog Warriors’, beings reincarnated from the slaughtered spawn of a princess and her dog lover. This is part of why I can forgive the dog-creature theme, because the characters within the story on a few separate occasions refer to the story as a ‘counterfeit’ or parody of the Hakkenden.
An old Russian animation about a young woman who is the child of Spring and Winter, stepping into a village for the first time and learning that she does not have the capacity to love as other humans do. It’s very touching, very whimsical, and in the end bitter-sweet. I’d recommend it for the beautiful artwork alone, but the characters are given a surprising amount of life considering how old the film is. It’s clearly a labour of love.
The Dead Princess and the Seven Knights
An old Russian film based on Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. The most fantastic thing about this film is that from start to finish the entirety of the script is one looong poem, complete with rhymes. I believe this film, Snow Maiden and The Twelve Months are all apart of the same collection, but these three are not dubbed into English, like some of the better known in the series, such as The Snow Queen.
The Twelve Months
If you are familiar with this film, it may be because you’ve watched the anime incarnation. I’d advise you to watch this one instead. Not only are the characters a bit more vital, but the art is a step above the anime and the humour is a bit more fluid. It is a Cinderella-like tale about a girl who wanders into the woods after being forced to preform an impossible task, and receives guidance from the Twelve Months, who are portrayed as a band of merry males of various ages having a meeting around a camp fire in the dead of winter.
Kirikou and the Sorceress
Kirikou and the Sorceress is a fascinating film about a young boy who, from the moment he is born, is able to talk and think like an adult. But he is still only a baby, and is very small because of it, which causes troubles between him and the towns people, and eventually gets the attention of a wicked sorceress that finds him a nuisance as he starts to use his size for unusual heroic feats.
Every character is fun, the dialogue is insightful and the resolution is terribly sweet.
Tales of the Night
A series of re-worked fairy tales told through ‘shadow puppet’ visuals. Beautiful stories, really. All of the interactions between the characters are unique and admirable, and every tale has a satisfying conclusion. You may think the shadow puppet look takes away from it, but, really, it only gives you a bit more emotion to savour since every character looks pretty much the same, allowing their intentions to nakedly drive the stories, rather than their looks.
The Last Unicorn
Based on the book of the same name, and with a screen play by the author, this film is one of the better known ‘hidden gems’. The story follows the ‘last unicorn’, as she searches for others of her kind, who are being held captive in a barren land that is very far away from her gentle forest. She gathers loyal and endearing companions along the way, and eventually looses a bit of herself in the throws of a pseudo-romance with a prince.
It’s a classic. The animation is unique and whimsical, and the pacing, characters and eventual resolution are all wonderful. It was my favourite film as a child.
The Princess and the Pilot
The Princess and the Pilot is a touching tale about the blooming tenderness and self-awareness between a pilot and the princess he is tasked with transporting across the ocean. There is political intrigue, bold decisions and the rude awakenings of reality in a war torn country. Both the leads are relatable and worth the care you inevitably develop toward them. And though the ending is a little frustrating, it is handled in a realistic and tentative manner that shows the meaning of personal feelings, even if physical circumstances can’t reflect them.
Miss Hokusai is the fictional and slightly sensationalised biography of an actual historical figure from the Japanese artistic past. The story is told in a series of self-contained artistic episodes that explore the philosophy needed to produce vital art, by teaching the characters emotional lessons through supernatural interactions. It’s very unique and telling, and every character has a degree of believably that is pleasantly attention grabbing. Some might complain that the formatting leaves a bit to be desired, but I’m pretty sure this is all intentional.
Princess Arete is one of those rare princess films that is all about a princess and her character building, and not at all about romance.
Little Princess Arete is kept in a tower where she grows increasingly depressed, despite her night time slips into the town bellow her window. By a bitter sort of luck, she is kidnapped by a wizard, and from here able to experience the world, albeit under a curse. The film has a very charmed and truthful grasp on the meanings in minor interactions and it never betrays the passionate heart of it’s female lead.
It’s a bit slow, but if you watch movies for the enrichment they provide and not for the face paced thrills, this one may be for you.
An old Japanese feature from the ‘60′s about a young boy who must do battle with a wicked witch to protect his home and family. The characters are enjoyable, the battles are pretty neat and the animation is a proto-perfect anime film suite. Honestly, if you’ve seen Kubo and the Two Strings and then you see this, you may feel, as I have, that it is like the spiritual grandfather to Kubo.
The Life of Guskou Budori
If you’ve ever seen Night on the Galactic Railroad, these two may look familiar to you. As you watch Guskou, you may develop the suspicion that the characters are an alternate incarnation or perhaps even a canon reincarnation of Giovanni and Campanella.
The Life of Guskou Budori is about said titular character as he navigates life after the death (otherworldly kidnapping?) of his younger sister during a great famine. The animation is simply gorgeous, and if you can forgive the incredibly vague narrative, you may just find yourself walking along a very enchanted dream.
Like Galactic Railroad, all of the characters are anthropomorphised cats. I’m unsure why that is, but it’s cute and inventive. It too, is based on a book. If you haven’t seen Night on the Galactic Railroad, I would also recommend that one, as it is very touching and poetic, but it is very slow. If you happen to like both of them, the anime Spring and Chaos, another anthropomorphic cat tale, may be for you, as it is about the guy who wrote the two aforementioned stories.
Tales from Earthsea
If you are a studio Ghibli fan, you may be in for a treat. This is a loose adaptation of Ursula K. LeGuin’s seminal work the Earthsea series. It wraps into one film the characters and issues of four books, and so it doesn’t do the books much justice as it has bit off a bit more than it can chew. But if you accept it as an entirely different story that happens to have similar magical rules and the same names as the Earthsea series character’s have, the film is quite good.
Young Arren is a disturbed young man who runs away from his posh life and is picked up by the Arch-mage Ged. After making a special friend and fighting a deranged wizard, Arren learns how to own up to his fears and find peace despite his crimes. I recommend watching the original Japanese dub, as it is a bit more insightful about the Earthsea world.
It is directed by Miyazaki’s son Goro. If you like this film, you may like his other, more well rounded film From Up On Poppy Hill (my favourite Ghibli film), and Miyazaki’s Howl’s Moving Castle, which is an adaptation of Diana Wynne Jones’s book of the same name (and a far more skillfully crafted adaptation than Tales from Earthsea. The perks of being a seasoned animator, I guess).
If you like the films, or even if you don’t, I recommend reading the Earthsea series and the Howl’s Moving Castle series. I prefer the latter.
A by itself, B-/C+ if compared to the books.
Fire and Ice
Fire and Ice is one of those barbarian films from the early 80′s. It’s got action and romance and wild prehistoric beasts, an obvious bad guy that’s still pretty well rounded despite his minor screen time and a bit of sorcery that you can laugh at if your mind is dirty enough to catch the innuendos. In a nutshell, Fire and Ice is a great late night blast from the past that every child of the 90′s should see at least once.
With art overseen by the legendary Frank Frazetta, I think any serious artist could find this film pretty rad as well.
The Cat Returns
The Cat Returns is a fascinating continuum of Shizuku’s story from Whisper of the Heart (another Ghibli film). It’s a fairy tale to the max, complete with a dapper cat ‘prince’ and woefully silly damsel-in-distress. It’s a lesser known Ghibli film, which is why it’s on the list, and if you do watch it, I recommend pairing it with Whisper of the Heart, a high school drama about a young girl’s blossoming romance and her attempt to write a novel, since it’s only right to see the little strings that connect the two tales.
It’s funny, charming and the Baron has a British accent ;) Mmm-mm delish!
Whew! What a long list!
Next time: Best Comedy Supernatural animated shows/films.