#at least it works! and it has tips and tricks on the back :D

[withahappyrefrain]

for those smutty prompts you reblogged ☺️ 29, which also goes pretty well with 7 too 💁🏼‍♀️

They do and they fit Birdie and Roo very well!

Warnings: Bradley's hands, reader has a nickname (no appearance described), smut, mentions of insecurities, did I mention Bradley's hands?

You should've noticed it earlier. Any other time when you weren't at your job, when you didn't have to be a professional.

But when Bradley went to give one of your students a high five, the stark juxtaposition of his hand compared to an eight year old's was astounding.

They were huge.

You wanted to entwine your hand with his, to feel his calloused fingertips. You wanted to feel them all over your body, particularly your throat.

But you were at your job. He was here to talk about his job for Career Day, filling in for a last minute cancellation.

So instead, you cleared your throat, "Let's give a big thank you to Mr. Bradshaw for coming in!"

Your professionalism nearly faltered when his hand laid itself on your shoulder, giving you a gentle squeeze.

"I'll see you later?" Bradley whispered, brown eyes full of hope.

One could see your quiet nod as a way to not draw attention to the interaction.

But you knew the truth. It was to keep yourself from saying something highly inappropriate in front of twenty third graders.

After your illy-timed revelation, it felt like the universe was doing everything within it's power to draw attention to Bradley's hands.

When you came home, you found Bradley in your kitchen, long fingers splayed out across one of your cabinets as his other hand worked to tighten a screw. His brows were knitted together in concentration, the tip of his pink tongue sticking out between his teeth as he focused.

His sweet brown eyes lit up when he saw you at the doorway of the kitchen.

"You'd think for how much your landlord charges, they'd have the decency to make sure all the screws are on tight."

It was such a sweet gesture. You hadn't mentioned it at all, meaning he must have noticed it himself. He took the time to grab his toolbox, bring it over here, and begin fixing it himself.

And all you could do was stare at his hands.

"Birdie? You okay?" His question broke you out of your trance.

"Oh yeah! Thanks Roo," you quickly kissed his warm cheek before excusing yourself to change.

This was bad. It was too early in the relationship to say something. You two had only slept together a handful of times. You still fucked in missionary there was no way you could ask him to choke you.

And what if he wasn't into that? What if he thought it was weird? Wouldn't be the first guy. But the difference now was that you really liked Bradley. You could see a future with him and he felt the same way.

The last thing you needed was to make him run for the hills.

So when you went into the kitchen after changing, you focused on reheating leftovers. Not the way Bradley was playing with Ladybug in the living room, those God damn hands scratching the dog's belly much to her delight.

This plan was going pretty well, until you felt large palms skimming across your bare thighs, a broad chest pressed against your back.

"Are those new?" Bradley asked, referring to the soft lounge shorts you had on.

"Uh yeah. They were on sale so I decided to treat myself," you quietly explained. God, his hands covered so much of your flesh. The way they gently kneaded the soft muscle of your thighs was heavenly combined with the hairs of his mustache brushing against your neck.

"D-do you like them?" Your voice was shaky, though it was an honest question. Okay, maybe you were trying to distract yourself again because thinking of the least attractive thing wasn't taking your mind off the way his fingers had slipped underneath the hem of your shorts.

Usually thinking of the way Stephen King wrote female characters always did trick. At least it did until Bradley Bradshaw came along.

"Love 'em. Love when you show off your thighs," he rasps in your ear.

"Really?" It was never a body part you noticed. In fact, you tried not to think about your thighs and the stretch marks that danced along the skin there or how much space they took up when you sat down.

Bradley nods before placing a soft kiss on your cheek, "Yeah. Don't get me wrong, I love everything about you Birdie."

His declaration makes your heart flutter.

"Guess I've always been a thigh guy? But yeah, your's are pretty damn amazing." You don't have to turn around, the small chuckle he lets out at the end indicates he's flustered.

When you turn around, you're met with rosy cheeks and bashful eyes. Bradley ducks his head into the crook of your neck, placing small kisses along your jawline.

His admission makes you feel at ease, your worries melting away. Your hands find his, several of your fingers wrapping around only one of his.

"I...I like your hands. A lot," you admit.

Bradley's mouth stills, "Really?"

You giggle, "Yeah. Like how big they are. Like how they feel when I hold them."

His mouth moves upward, now against the shell of your ear, "Saw you looking at them earlier. Is that all you were thinking about? Holding them?"

You could say yes and Bradley will drop it. He's had his suspicions about you, that there was more than you lead on when it came to the bedroom. Little things here and there have led him to believe it, as well as that you needed someone to open that door for you.

"I...." You took a deep breath, "I like how your fingers feel inside of me. And....I want to know how they'd feel around my throat."

The groan Bradley let out was gutteral, causing your thighs to clench.

"Jesus fucking Christ Birdie." For a brief moment, anxiety raced through your mind. You had messed up, had gone too far.

But then Bradley's mouth crashed against yours, his hands gripping the backs of your thighs as he picked you up. While the sudden show of strength made your head spin, it was feeling his erection that made you wonder why you worried in the first place.

Once you were placed on the counter, Bradley's hands trailed up your body, squeezing and kneading your soft flesh. His fingers reminded you that you had opted to go braless when you changed, the deft digits paying particularly close attention to your breasts.

All you could do was hold on, your fingers gripping the fabric of his shirt. Before you could even mark up that pretty neck of his, Bradley's hand found yours. His fingers spanned the entirety of your throat.

The grip he had on your neck forced you to look up, allowing Bradley's lips to crash against yours. It was dizzying, how small he made you feel.

Then his hand pressed against your throat and you were a goner. Broken moans filled your kitchen, your hips rutting against Bradley's in a feeble attempt to get more of him.

His other hand slipped past the waistband of your shorts, your body arching into his when his fingers skimmed the thin fabric of your panties.

You loved his touch. You were pretty sure you loved him too but that was a future you problem.

And all too soon, it was gone- his hand around your throat, the other rubbing your clothed core.

If it weren't for the cloud of anxiety beginning to form in your brain, you may have been able to say something witty, like taking it back to the bedroom. But that would require your brain to not jump to the worst conclusion, such as Bradley realizing how weird it was to be obsessed with hands.

Before you could say anything, Bradley dropped to his knees, now at eye level with your lap.

His long fingers trailed up your legs, leaving goosebumps in their wake. They finally stopped at the waistband of your shorts.

Shit.

Yes, you knew Bradley was coming over. God, you even had the chance to change into something more appealing than the plain underwear that could only be described as 'granny panties'. And yet, it completely slipped your mind that perhaps you and Bradley would be doing something more intimate this evening.

Alright, that was a lie. You had been hoping that would be the case, but expecting it would be rude.

So you went to apologize, like you always did. Apologize for not being sexy enough, thoughtful enough, not considerate enough-

Bradley's mouth silenced you as soon as it latched onto one of your bare thighs. Your fingers found his sun kissed hair, clinging onto the roots to stay somewhat stable, which was extremely difficult considering the attention Bradley was giving to your thighs.

You thought he would give them a kiss or two, maybe a bite and then move on.

Instead, Bradley had developed an unpredictable pattern when it came to your thighs. A bite here, sometimes followed by his tongue lapping over the mark, other times his lips pressing open mouthed kisses over your skin.

It was nice. Borderline unusual, considering those you dated in the past hardly spent anytime on one specific body part. Was he doing this because of your unappealing underwear?

No. Bradley said he liked-no-loved your thighs. And Bradley Bradshaw actually meant what he said.

The seed of doubt that had tried to grow in your mind withered away with each kiss, with each love bite and mark he placed on your thighs. With every action done by his stupidly talented mouth, worries about what you were wearing faded away.

Instead, you could just enjoy the insanely attractive man who was in between your legs.

God, he was so fucking hot. In such a short time, he had mastered your body, knowing the perfect amount of pressure when he sunk his teeth into your skin. His fingers gripped your soft flesh, hard enough to leave hand-shaped bruises but soft enough to still be pleasurable.

Tension melted off your body. Your head lolled back, mind focused on how enjoyable it was-

Oh.

This is what it was supposed to be like all along, wasn't it?

"Birdie? You okay baby?" When you opened your eyes, Bradley was at eye level with you.

You could only let out a confused huh.

"You stopped making those cute noises." He thought those were cute? You had been trying to hold back, not wanting to be too loud.

Maybe you should be louder.

"Yeah, sorry, I was just enjoying myself," you said sheepishly.

Bradley shook his head, "Nothing you have to apologize for."

When you looked up, he was giving you that earnest smile that made your heart flutter.

It's that exact smile that gives you the courage to learn forward and kiss him, trying to pour as much passion as one can with one simple action.

Your body arches into his, fingers weaving through those soft curls.

One of Bradley's hands snaked down your body, going past the waistband of your panties. A jolt of electricity went up your spine upon feeling his fingers brush against your soaked core.

When his fingers traced over your entrance, you didn't hold back.

Which was great for Bradley, as the desperate moan you let out made his cock twitch.

Of course his fingers were quick and talented, considering his job. You just never considered how it would translate to the bedroom (or kitchen in this case). The first time he thrusted his fingers inside of you, you thought it was a fluke. It had been ages since someone had touched you, which explained why you came so quickly.

But now? You knew better.

Your small kitchen was quickly filled with the sounds of your moans and heavy breathing. Each time his fingers stroked that one spot, you saw stars behinds your eyelids.

How did he find it so quickly?

When his thumb reached up to draw circles on your clit, all you could say was his name over and over again.

Your head felt like cotton, but in a good way. Maybe he could feel the heat radiating off of your body, but for once you didn't care. A particularly hard yank of his locks earned you a low, guttural growl from Bradley, making your walls clench around his fingers.

His free hand quickly found the sides of your neck, squeezing just enough to make a broken wail fall from your lips.

You were fucking gorgeous like this, ears teary from pleasure, lips parted. Bradley had a strong feeling there was more than what you had initially shown him. But that strong wall of reservation had broken down over time. Seeing you like this was nearly enough to make him cum right then and there.

"Br-Bradley," you barely got out, as he changed the angle of his hand, his fingers now able to thrust deeper inside you. Fuck, were you hearing yourself? Did he make you that wet?

It was absolutely certain.

"Yeah?" His voice was smooth like honeyed wine, "You gonna come for Mrs. Bradshaw?"

Fuck.

All at once it hit you like a tidal wave. Your hips jerked erratically, desperate to get as much of his fingers as possible, trying to ride out the wave as much as possible.

Thank god he didn't stop. You were addicted to the pure bliss that was running through your veins. No worries, seeds of doubt miles away. All you could focus on was the gorgeous man in front of you who was making you see stars.

You could process what he said later.

For now, you just rode it out.

"So fucking pretty like this," He rasped in your ear, fingers continuing their ministrations, "Y'know that?" All you could do was weakly nod, sensitivity beginning to overtake your body as you were pulled back to that pleasurable edge.

"Yeah, you're my pretty girl. All mine." The declaration made your head spin.

"A-All yours-Bradley!"

This time when you came, your hands clutched the soft fabric of his shirt, clinging onto him for dear life. Second orgasms were really a thing? You always thought that your inability to experience it in the past indicated that something was wrong with you.

You were beginning to learn the problem wasn't always you.

When he pulled out, his arms wrapped around your back, pulling you in for a hug. Bradley quietly rocked you back and forth, pressing soft kisses to your temple.

"You good Birdie girl?" He asked, the smile evident in his voice.

You nodded, a dozy grin appearing on your face, "Yeah I just-wow. Never came twice before. Thought it was a myth or something."

"I think you've just been with shit people," Bradley stated, feeling comfortable enough to finally address it.

"I think you're right," your arms around his waist and your head settled against his chest.

"I-sorry about what I said earlier," Bradley muttered.

Oh yeah. That was something to talk about.

"The Mrs. Bradshaw thing?" you asked.

Heat rushed to Bradley's cheeks as he rubbed a hand against the back of his neck, "Yeah....I'm sorry if that weirded you out. You were just really pretty-I mean you're always pretty-"

"It's not the first time you've called me that." You felt calm talking about it. Part of that was seeing Bradley visibly nervous.

You did what you would have wanted someone to do. You take his hands into yours, giving them a gentle squeeze as you looked up at him with a soft smile.

"I mean it. I don't mind at all. It was actually....sweet but also kinda hot," you admitted, feeling heat rise to your face.

Bradley raised an eyebrow, "Oh really?"

You playfully rolled your eyes, "Oh God are you going to use this against me?"

"Absolutely I am." Before you could even protest, Bradley had already picked you up.

"C'mon Mrs. Bradshaw, I'm far from done with you."

[christianpulisexy]

Hat-trick off of the Pitch - MM7

Mason insists he can score hat-tricks on and off the pitch… SMUT‼️

“Wasn’t even a fucking foul.” Mason grumbled, his eyes focused on the telly in front of him.

“Well it wasn’t a clean tackle either.” You counter, making him look down at you with an eyebrow raised.

“Better actor than footballer.” Mason scoffed. He knew you didn’t actually care whether the tackle was clean or not, but annoying him was fun.

“Good things he’s not in Harry Potter because he’d fucking plummet 50 feet, then he’d know all about bloody diving.” Mason said, rolling his eyes at the tv as the player continued to roll on the floor, seemingly in pain.

“At least in Harry Potter they’ve Cedric Diggory.” You giggled, Mason laughing with you.

“He’s dead babe so you’re stuck with me.” He said, kissing the side of your head softly.

“Get up you fucking twit!”

This was going to be a fun night.

✯¸.•´*¨`*•✿ ✿•*`¨*`•.¸✯

As Emile put another ball into the net, the young player went sliding along the grass, causing your boyfriend to spring up from his seat, with his fist in the air.

“That’s how you fucking do it lad. Another one and you’re on a hat trick.” Mason commented, clapping as you rolled your eyes.

“Don’t think he heard you babe.” You commented, as he told Emile, or rather the TV, some tips he had for him.

“But he could get a hat trick?” Mason commented like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“So he like spins his hat, bring out his magic wand and then puts it on his head?” You teased, causing Mason to roll his eyes at you, as he sat down and pulled you onto his lap. Your legs straddling either side of his thighs.

“That wasn’t funny.” He commented, looking you dead in the eye.

“Sorry that my jokes aren’t good enough for you Mason.” You joked, as you wrapped your arms around his neck as his dropped to your bum.

“You know I score hat tricks on and off the pitch.” Mason said matter of factly.

His grin, which etched from one side of his face to the other told you his next comment wouldn’t be football related.

“One with my tongue.” He said, kissing your neck, as you tugged at the hair which lingered on the bottom of his neck.

“One with my fingers.” He said, as he continued further down your neck, reaching a spot below your collar bone which made you arch your back into him.

“One with my…” He said, as he slid your jumper off of your arms.

“Your what?” You said breathlessly.

“I’ll let you answer that one baby.” He commented, as he began to unbutton your work shirt.

“I d-d-don’t know.” You moaned as he slide the shirt off, and unclasped your bra as he took one nipple in his mouth.

“I think you do know baby.” He said, his mouth trailing across your breasts like he was following a map, not that he’d need one. He knew everything about your body.

“So why don’t you tell me pretty girl.” He mumbled as he took the other nipple in his mouth. You moaned at the contact, unable to think of anything other than Mason.

“I’m still waiting.” He said, snapping you out of your day dream.

“Your d-dick Mase.” You said, giving him what he wanted.

“That’s a good girl. My smart girl.” He cooed, placing sloppy kissed down the valley between your breasts.

Grinding your hips into his, he groaned at the sudden contact as you felt his hard on against your thigh. You gripped his hair, enjoying how much attention he was giving you.

Kissing him on the lips, you felt every inch of his love pour into you. His tongue found yours, as he softly bit your lip as you opened your mouth.

“These are the best things on earth.” Mason groaned into your mouth, as his hands gripped your boobs, softly fondling them, as you laughed and pulled him closer by his hair, lightly scratching his scalp. He moved from your lips down your chin, down your neck, down back to your breasts. Lifting your hips slightly with one hand, he took your work skirt off as he moved your panties down your leg, as you kicked them to the side.

“And Mount is past the defenders, he has his eyes on the goal now.” Mason joked, and before you had time to respond, he plunged one finger into you.

“Oh Masey, that feels so good.” You praised him, as you met his mouth again in a passionate kiss. He added another finger, and you followed the pace he set with your hips as you felt the pressure build and build in your stomach.

“That’s it baby, doing so well.” Mason praised, watching lovingly as your head was thrown back, and your grip around his neck tightened. He moved his other hand to grab your chin, so he could look you in the eye.

As the feeling in your stomach increased, you moved your hips against his fingers faster, and Mason understood you were close so he plunged his fingers deeper while rubbing circles on your already over-sensitive clit.

“Mase that’s it, fuck.” You moaned, biting his shoulder as an intense wave of pleasure overcame your body.

“That’s it baby.” He praised, taking his fingers out. As you pulled back from his shoulder, he held up 3 fingers, and pushed one down.

“That’s one down.” He said, wiggling his eyebrows at you.

“There’s time to talk when you’ve done all three.” You said, pulling him into yet another passionate kiss, as his hands tangled in your hair.

“Yes Ma’am.” Mason laughed, saluting at you, as he quickly moved you from his lap to the chair, as he hovered over you. His eyes scanning your body.

“You’re so beautiful.” He said finally, with nothing but pure love in his honey-like eyes. One hand gripped your cheek as he kissed you, the other roaming your body greedily, as if he’d never touch your again.

Moving from your mouth, he kissed down your whole body, but before he went where you wanted him, he moved to your knee cap and kissed up your thigh. You groaned in anticipation, but the bastard repeated what he’d just done, yet this time on your other leg.

“Stop teasing Mase.” You groaned, looking down at him, as he looked up with devilish eyes.

“The midfielders are just looking for the striker now baby, you can’t rush the art of passing.” He said, but before you could respond, his lips found your clit as he began to lick fast strokes up and down, the exact motion he knew you loved.

Mason worked on you expertly, switching between your clit, before making his way down to your entrance and back up again. You gripped his hair, as the familiar sensation approached you again, almost embarrassingly fast.

“Mase don’t stop please.” You said, looking at him before he gently hit your clit with his nose and your head was thrown back, eyes at the back of your head. With one last breath, you came again, this time all over his face.

He sat back up, making his way back to your lips and you could taste yourself on him.

Your hands worked on the side of his shirt, as he helped you and pulled it up over his head. He quickly kicked his shorts and boxers off.

Mason met your lips again, and this new skin on skin contact was making you even more hungry for him.

“Extra times just came out Mount. Hurry the fuck up.” You groaned, the aching between your legs only increasing by each passing moment.

He laughed at you, before he readied himself at your entrance. He looked at you, raising an eyebrow, a way of making sure you were still okay with this. You nodded, and he wasted no time pushing himself into you.

“Fuck me.” Mason moaned, as he pulled out of you and pushed back in with more force than the first time. He kissed up and down your neck, as your nails scratched his back. Normally you’d try avoid that. It would definitely cause a tad of awkwardness in the dressing room, but now you didn’t have the energy to care. He felt too good.

Mason sped up, and the room was filled with your dirty moans and skin against skin. w could tell by the way his hips snapped into yours sporadically that he was close, but he slowed down and his hand snaked down your body to your clit.

This new branch of pleasure made you arch your back as you moaned into his mouth which was hanging open, as he used his free hand to support your back and keep you close to his chest.

“Mase.” You whined, as your thighs began to shake and he began to speed his thrusts up again.

“I know baby. You feel so good. You’ve been so good for me pretty girl.” Mason moaned into your mouth, as you began to squeeze against his dick.

You groaned one last time before you came all over Mason’s dick, he too shortly climaxing inside of you. He moaned as he collapsed into your chest.

You pushed the hair sticking to his forbear out of his face, as he smiled his dopey smile up at you.

Placing a quick kiss onto your lips, he checked the tv.

“And Mount with the perfect hat trick.” He sung, making you laugh, as you wrapped your arms around his shoulder and he snuggled into your neck.

The half time whistle sounded, and out the players came, before Mason turned the TV off.

“But England-”

“Couldn’t give a fuck what happens, let me love my girl.”

And that’s what he did all night, he loved on his girl.

And boy did he love her, and boy did she love him.

You still didn’t know if Emilie ever got a hat trick.

My attempt at smut, i hope you guys love it as much as i love you guys 🫶

[shiemori-writes]

could i request some hcs of the octotrio + leona with a gn!s/o that's more powerful than them? like in magic and/or strength (it's up to you whether reader is yuu or not.)

i love your writing so much! keep up the good work :D

✰ Stronger than you!!

how the fish mafia and cat boy react when youre THE alpha male‼️‼️😈 THE QUEEN‼️👏 the absolute drip💪💪💪

characters: leona, azul, floyd, jade

includes: crack, lighthearted teasing + bickering bc YES, fluff (though more on the crack side,, apologies dearest anon!) and ofc, gender neutral and sfw!

notes: im in sm pain shark week can go die anyways enjoy mwa mwa i decided to make the reader yuu bc thats easier to write! 🫶

✎ Leona Kingscholar!!

Hah? Some little herbivore managed to beat him? Now this he's gotta see

At first tbh hes mostly annoyed, heavily so, some random herbivore just decided to mosey on over and be all strong huh? What's next youre gonna go all-enemies-to-lovers-slowburn 100k words on him?

gosh damn i-

Ok real talk! he most likely doesnt, and wont care, at least not for quite some time

If some herbivore wants to beat him, then go, he barely has the time nor energy deal with it besides being mildly irritated

What he didnt anticipate for however, was to become closer to you

Whether that be platonically or romantically, he does come to realize you had become someone he cherishes, even if he doesn't want to admit it outright yet.

So the annoyance turns into admiration

(and teasing, dear sevens you will receive so much teasing from this man)

Expect him to teasingly challenge you into fights if you ever catch him during his spelldrive practice, and if you agree, sevens know he wont hold back

you can tell how much fun he's having competing with you, he hasnt felt motivation in a long time and you single-handedly made him grin, whether you lost the match or not he'll always have a teasing remark prepared

Overall he genuinely respects you, with how competetive and tiresome this school can be, he admires your skill, and how you can hold your head high, thats his herbivore alright

"Hah, great work herbivore, that was pretty impressive, still far from beating me though,~ now c'mon, im tired, lets go nap. You can go flaunt your skills later"

✎OCTORIO!!

✎ Azul Ashengrotto !!

Most likely was very tempted to drag you into a contract just to get said abilities, man held himself back to an intense degree ooooh boy

Envious, but knows when praise is due,

(even if said praise if back handed and most likely an attempt to scam you, wow zuzu so nice)

Will try to beat you, flaunting his skills infront of you as if a nonverbal way of telling you "he's better"

Eventually gets knocked off his high horse during his whole overblot-situation and stops pursuing his so called 'one sided rivalry' as floyd calls it

Starts to become more curious of your abilities and asks more questions, you two sharing nifty tips and tricks too!

(for a fee, of course,)

(said fee is visiting the monstro lounge to see him, psh softie)

The closer you two become, the less he minds and the more he appreciates your skill

After all, the twins cause enough destruction on a daily basis, having you by his side causes his stress levels to decrease incredibly low

(at this point he's just trying to convince you to join octavinelle for the sake of his sanity)

Hes more genuine with the compliments as time goes by, (blushy blushy octomer aww)

but at the same time not missing the competetive spark that he had when he met you, he's still willing to compete with you after all, only time time in a more "civil manner"

"My my, what marvelous skills you have prefect! perhaps you would be interested in...hm? No im not fishing you into another contract!..Although...I wouldn't refuse on the offer, my of course im joking. What do you think of me?"

✎ Floyd Leech !!

NOW ISNT LITTLE SHRIMPY SO ADORABLE

Bro run 😨 im saying it rn RUN FOR YOUR LIFE BC HES INTERESTED AND WONT LEAVE YOU ALONE ANYTIME SOON

At first he was a bit annoyed, cant have a little shrimp be better than him now could he?

But floyd being, well, floyd, didnt really mind much upon finding out it was his shrimpy! (he has claimed you yes this isnt kidnapping)

In fact, he didnt care at all to be honest, he'll still squeeze the life outta ya, strong or not! hehehe <3

Loves to pester and torment you for fun or as he calls it, playing, challenging you every second to a game of some sorts to "test shrimpy!"

If you're the type of person who's strong physically then floyd will swoon i tell you and will most likely ask to be carried by you 24-7

(yes youre carrying him like a princess)

(no shrimpy this isnt embarrassing go faster cmon!)

The best way to motivate him is you tbh, he can be having his moodswings and jade or azul could casually mention you and suddenly hes fired up!!!

(not for work tho, so azuls still mad but shh)

Overall, doesnt really mind, in fact he'll even brag to you to others probably, talking about his little shrimpy being so so strong and how theyre just little guppies compared to you (and him) >:)

"HEHEHEHE shrimmmpy~~~ let's play! Huh? What do you mean you're not in then mood? Cmonnnn!!! youre strong arent cha? Im bored! We can compete to see whos stronger!! I wont let you win this time, too! Loser gets to do my night shift at the monstro lounge!"

Jade Leech

Oh? Fufufu..How amusing

When I say run I say RUN

Like Floyd, Jade is heavily interested in you, seemingly curious to your skills and strengths, wanting to observe and see for himself how strong you could really be, and my my do you not disappoint!

( tbh he treats u like a lab experiment for awhile /hj )

While he and his brother are known to be polar opposites, theyre more alike than people give them credit for, because just like Floyd, Jade liked to stick with more interesting people, and boy have you piqued his interest greatly

While he thought you were rather dull at first, your strenght definitely intrigued him, even more so when you're just a freshman

You wouldnt see it in his face as he remained his composure because, well, he's Jade after all, but the surprised look he gives for a brief second was there and you swear left and right you saw it

Regaining his composure rather quickly, his suprised face curved into am amused smile,

"My my aren't you interesting? Perhaps you can spare some time and visit monstro lounge later? I'll be working on my shift, of course but you can always talk to me," he said, a polite smile painted on his features

"Oh, and, feel free to bring your little first yeae group with you too, fufufu~"

As the two of you got closer though, it would be less of him treating you like some sort of creature and more of him praising your skills

(knowing full well it flustered you)

(bastard)

He does admire your skill though, no matter how his teasing remarks feel, you can tell hes being genuine when he casts a fond look through your direction

[illegal-spiegel]

Omg can you please do a A-Z nsfw of Jet Black from Cowboy bebop?

ABSOLUETLY BESTIE sorry this took me so long-

genre: smut

warnings: none?

A is for...

Aftercare - no matter how hard or gentle he goes, this man will always, ALWAYS give godly aftercare. He knows just what you need, even if you didn't know yourself that you needed it. Cuddling, massage, kisses, hot bath/shower, you name it, it's yours.

B is for...

Body Part - his fav body part of yours...hm...probs your ass. I dunno man, he gives me ass man vibes. If not that, maybe your brain? He likes intelligent people, I think. (Don't get me wrong, he could also love himself a himbo/bimbo too).

C is for...

Cum - I think he probably cums a little more than most. Something in my bones is telling me that he's got big ol balls ready for breedin'. That being said, despite the fact that he and Spike don't exactly get to eat the best, I think his cum tastes pretty much like nothing. He probs drinks more water than is recommended, so he's got a pretty healthy taste, color, and consistency.

D is for...

Dick - I just know this man is packing PLEASE GOD PL EA and he's gotta at least be working with seven inches. I envision his dick to be pretty pale like he is, but the tip is probably more of a reddish, purple kinda color. Very veiny and probs also has a bit of girth to him.

E is for...

Experience - at the ripe ol age of thirty-six, my boy has gotten around, lemme tell ya. Yes, he had some long last relationships (like with Alisa), but he still got around. He probably hasn't done some of the more crazier, kinkier stuff, but he's definitely done all of the basics, and then some.

F is for...

Fav position - despite being an ass man, I think he'd like missionary the best. Yes, doggy and all these other positions are great, but I think that at the heart of it all, he's a hopeless romantic who wants to hold your hand, look deeply into your eyes, and whisper sweet nothings to you as he thrusts slowly and deeply inside of you.

G is for...

Goofy - I think he's usually pretty serious when in the sheets with a lover. That's not to say he doesn't have his moments of messing up and being able to laugh at himself, or if you start laughing he'll keep a straight face. He wants you relaxed and to enjoy yourself, so if making small talk/jokes and laughter is the way to do it, so be it :)

H is for...

Hair - similar to his face, I think Jet lets his hair grow out but keeps it maintained. So, it's not a crazy bush down there, but it's also not a clean shave.

I is for...

Intimacy - going back to F, I think Jet prefers to have a connection with someone before taking them to the bedroom. He can have one night stands if he wants, but as a hopeless romantic, I think he'd rather have feelings for the person rather than just attraction.

J is for...

Jerking off - I think his libido is pretty low (at least compared to someone like Spike), so he probably doesn't feel the need to be jacking off all the time. If he doesn't have a partner at the time, he'll probably being doing it a little more than if he had one (especially since I don't think he's too big on random hookups). If he's with someone, I don't think he'd ever jerk off unless you weren't available (as in you're gone, sick, not in the mood, etc). 9/10 though he'll just hold off and wait for whenever you're ready for him (maybe that's why he always cums so much smh).

K is for...

Kink(s) - as I said in E, I can't imagine he's super duper kinky, but I do think that this cool cat has some tricks up his sleeves. As a former cop, definitely has a thing for being restrained (bonus points if it's with handcuffs). He probably also loves being praised and giving praised.

L is for...

Location - Jet's a basic bitch and loves making love in bed. He'll definitely do it in other places (the bathroom is a close second), but he prefers being in a cozy bed with his cutie patootie.

M is for...

Motivation - As cheesy as it sounds, love is what motivates him (and not just in the bedroom). He wants to please you, make you feel good, do whatever it takes to watch your body shake as you cum and scream his name. Whatever he's gotta do to achieve that is just what he's gotta do, no question.

N is for...

NO's - I like to think that Jet is very openminded and willing to try just about anything once (other than the very obvious no's that people usually have). If he can help it though, he'd prefer not to degrade his lover. He's much rather praise you, darling <3

O is for...

Oral - I'm sure I've said it once, and I'll say it again, man's is a god at giving head. There, I said it! With having so much experience, it only makes sense that he'd be good at it. He's gotten all the tricks, tips, comments, and feedback that someone could ever need. He's definitely the type to receive pleasure by giving you pleasure, so he'd much rather go down on you than vice versa.

P is for...

Pace - going back to F yet again, I think he's more of the type to go slow and steady. He'll give you strong thrusts that you'll feel in places deep inside of you that you didn't even know existed. More towards the end when he's getting close, he'll probably start to lose his cool and will start thrusting faster and faster.

Q is for...

Quickie - doesn't really like quickies, but sometimes you just gotta do whatcha gotta do, yanno? Again, he prefers to take his sweet, sweet time, but when living in space as a bounty hunter with three other people and a dog, time isn't always on your side. So, he'll do it if you really need to get off right then and there, but he's usually patient enough to wait until there's more time.

R is for...

Risk - this one is 50/50. Taking risks when it comes to experimenting? Absolutely. As I said, he'll try just about anything once. As for taking risks like doing things out in public, probably not. Again, if you really wanted to, he'd try under the right circumstances for you. As for what he wants, he'd rather be in the safety of his home with no worries or concerns.

S is for...

Stamina - he may not be in his prime anymore, but that doesn't mean the old goat can't get around. He can last for hours, and it's probably due to his police training, years of police work, and, of course, being a bounty hunter. Ever since he was young, he's needed to be ready to go go go, so yeah, he can go go go all night ;)

T is for...

Turn ons - As stated in K, he likes restraints and praise, but for more day to day stuff, I think he's a sucker for skirts, heels, the color red, and nurses. They're all so basic, but I think he's a simple man with simple needs.

U is for...

Unfair - I think Jet is usually pretty fair. He gives his pretty baby their orgasm when they want it, but I think you should be careful what you wish for. He's the type to hear you beg for it, so he'll make sure you get more than enough <3

V is for...

Volume - I think he's fairly quiet in the bedroom when it comes to moaning. Talking he can do the whole time, will be praising you left and right, but I think his noises are more reserved. When he really gets into things, he'll groan and grunt directly into your ear. If you really get him worked up, he let out a sound that's almost like a low growl as he cums. (If you're lucky, he might even let out a needy whine when he cums if it's been a hot minute).

W is for...

Wildcard - random headcanon, but I think if you ever want to make him go harder than usual, degrade you, do something risky in public, literally anything that's out of his usual, Alhaitham you gotta do is flirt with Spike. NOTHING makes his blood boil more than watching you entertain that idiot right in front of him. (Don't do it in a toxic way, of course. Like, don't do it super often or make him feel insecure/worried, and be sure to tell him you're just doing it to rile him up. But yeah...just trust...)

X is for...

X marks the spot - if you wanna make this man jizz in his pants on sight, pay special attention to his scars and whisper/moan how much you love them/him. Like, cradle his face and tell him how handsome he is. Trace the scar on his back and tell him how proud you are of him. Touch the scar he got from saving you and tell him how much you owe him, and how you'll do anything to repay him. Yeah...haha...yeah...that'll do the trick...

Y is for...

Yearning - despite his libido not being that high, this man craves you in every sense of the word. Every waking second, he wants to be with you. He just wants to hold you and kiss you and love you and tell you about his day and show you his bonsai trees and-

Z is for...

zzz... - he usually gets pretty tired post-orgasm, but aftercare is always #1 on his priority list. He's gotta make sure his baby is okay <3 that being said, once said baby is okay, homeboy is CONKING out for at least nine hours LMAO

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hello user cats0p... long time lurker but only recently back to tumblr.com because i HAVE to ask more about your golf au and after my anon q was well received i just. i need to know more. here are some of my thoughts:

1634 my faves... i'm so caught on your vague deliberation between auston just being Rich Guy or Auston Matthews because:

regular guy is interesting bc it's so approachable and unassuming... like, he's just some guy. which isn't, like, unapproachable or unreachable by any means, even if he is really big and hot and presumably makes enough money to be spending his evenings at a country club and not at work and kinda feels like he's being flirted with but surely not because... this guy probably has a wife and kids?? but he's always eyeing mitch up and trying to tip him even when mitch isn't even supposed to take tips like that

but hockey auston is like... mitch is in overdrive bc [jennifer lawrence voice] what do you MEAN mitch's favorite leaf and savior of the toronto maple leafs is trying to chat him up at his cart?? i feel like this avenue would be WAY more overwhelming for mitch because he doesn't know how to approach it and isn't sure what the norms are... like is he allowed to tell auston that he played like crazy on sunday and it was so sick, or that he threw his hat at the game against florida two years ago when auston got a hat trick, and not to mention it makes mitch that much MORE dubious to believe auston is flirting with him or that he'd ever have a chance w him...

like both are so so good to consider on all fronts but i'm so enchanted by the idea of auston like... purposely fucking up his drive just to be like oop mitch... sorry you know what a klutz i am i fucked up the green over here again. and auston's friends are all loitering by the cart/ordering drinks and he's the one standing over mitch asking how he even ended up doing something like this and if he likes it and what he's doing over the weekend... and sweet mitchy is so oblivious but excited to talk to him as he patches up whatever hole auston has carved out of the green. his golf score is suffering (as is his wallet seeing as loser buys dinner) but he can't say getting to talk to mitch isn't worth it...

2. i cannot get over little server boy tz... just imagining him in his little tan cargo shorts taking drink orders and letting people's moms do shots with him... i know he dropped so many cocktails when he started serving people. passing his disposable vape of the day to the bartender and trying to get them to make him a drink that tastes like mago blue tropical razz ice or whatever other ridiculous flavor he's trying and failing to be subtle about sucking down that day. lamenting over the blue eyed hottie who is always around his family (and therefore very hard to hit on) who orders virgin frozen pina coladas (and come on, trevor could do SO MUCH with that if he just had time to get one line laid on him without his mom watching)...

3. i don't really go here but... all of the golf course/country clubs i've ever been to have had pools/gyms/kids clubs and... have you considered spin class instructor matthew knies OR kids club employee joseph woll... i know kniesy would be cougar nip but also that woller would be irresistible watching over a bunch of kiddos while their parents are out getting drunk by the pool/on the green...

apologies for the length but i'm in love w this little world you've made and i'd love to hear more about it!!

HIII OH MY GOD YOU DONT KNOW HOW HAPPY GETTING THIS MADE ME I LITERALLY SCREAMED!!! AAAA HELLO!!!!

i think while reading this i mustve said "you get me" fully out loud at least 12 times while reading this because like. you just get me... you Understand....

the 1634 dilemma is so real... like normie but rich auston trying to slip mitch a 20 and mitch going "oh like turf people dont really get tipped" and auston going "no its for you" and mitch smiling and going "aww thanks!! :D" and just Not getting it and auston is trying SO hard

but also Leafs Auston is soooo compelling to me when you wrote it out like that idek.... mitch going internally "oh god can i tell him i know who he is" and saying "yeah uhh,,, good shot. as usual haha" after auston takes a drive and being all nervous meanwhile auston is like "oh my god he knows who i am do you think hes impressed by me" and outward is like "thanks man." and claps him on the shoulder. and is like "oh my god i touched him."

auston on the tee box like "oh man mitch i mustve pulled something last night exercising my big strong muscles can you help correct my swing" and mitch going "sure (dying)" and coming up behind him and auston like slightly leaning over into him and mitch like. dies. passes away. rip mitch marner. and then for the next like 5 times he sees auston he blushes IMMEDIATELY. very cute

2. tz is absolutely obsessed w jamie like thats so real.... always talking abt him and everything... jack is so sick of his ass but jack "just doesn't get it, dude, he's so hot. look at him. sitting there." and jack looks over and jamie is wincing bcs he got brain freeze from his fucking virgin pina colada that he orders every time and jack just has to look over and watch trevor pop another zyn and say nothing. save him nico. nico save him.

3. OOO thats so smart and cute actually i love that!! my club didnt have that probably because the clientele were mostly older but like... having that is Smart. and like... a gym and classes open up So Many More job possibilities,,,, a sweaty just-out-the-gym kniesy like going down the hall and knocking lightly on the kids club door and hearing a "COMING!" and woller opens the door and he has like. a heart sticker on his cheek and his hair in pigtails and a little bit of marker on his forehead and kniesy feels his heart grow like. ten sizes. maybe woller takes the kids out to the pool and kniesy can see them and jsut... eyes. he purposefully books a water fitness course so that maybe woller can watch him in the pool too..... thats SOOOO REALNESS oh my god

please forever continue to send me little ideas abt this no matter how short or how long i love them all like i literally have been thinking abt this All Day and its been making me so happy..... RAHH like. THEM!!! THEY!!! im so happy you like my silly lil au that basically came out of me going "oh my adhd ass loved this job im sure mitch would love it too!!" ilysm thank you for sending me another ask about this

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Theo and I were sharing asks and I do NOT want to leave you out so I am pointing my microphone at you!! The people want to know: what are your thoughts on the ranchers' sleep schedules?

:D thank you for not leaving me out !! <3 this is so cute of an ask, what the heck? So, what I have for you is: To me, Tango has sleeping problems. He is wide awake during the hours in which the world is sleeping, and he long ago accepted that this would, likely, forever be the case. He sleeps when his brain lets him sleep, and sometimes that is long after his body has finally given out. Well. Something something, unstoppable force vs. immovable object. Jimmy is a sleeper. An early bird (hehe) who cares about his sleep and likes to get his rest time in. He's annoyingly punctual with it, too, like. He could be wide awake one minute, then his bedtime rolls up and he can barely keep his eyes open. Not necessarily by choice, just that natural sleep clock taking its toll. But. I have this idea. That like. Jimmy helps Tango get to sleep? It takes a long long time of cuddles and gentle voices and some quiet but more often than not, it puts him to sleep for hours. OH and a bonus headcanon of mine: Jimmy is a little touch-starved (my personal favorite headcanon HONESTLY-) so it's literally wins all around. All the cuddles they could want, plus some actual sleep for Tango. I also like to think that Jimmy also tries to help him relax enough to sleep, like with tips and tricks? Breathing exercises, decompression techniques, etc. They may not totally work most of the time but Tango appreciates the effort and definitely at least tries, if that makes sense? That's just a small side thing that I considered, too. Now, this isn't to say that Jimmy's method solves everything forever. There are still MANY nights that Tango gets up randomly throughout the night and will be up till sunrise, or doesn't come to bed till then, near-collapsing into the mattress. Some weeks, it seems as though their sleep schedules are completely opposite, where Jimmy's getting ready to go out for his day and Tango's just coming in. This just means that, some mornings, Jimmy will stay in bed a little longer, to rest longer as Tango is just getting tired enough to do so. He'll let the sun crawl further into the sky, let the chores and jobs wait. If it means he gets that time with his Tango, if it means he finds the gentle reassurance of helping him get to sleep, he doesn't mind. The world can wait up for him, can't it? I know this wasn't the MOST prose-y description of it, and it's not the most extensive, but yeah. :) these were my thoughts on that! i'd love to answer more, if you have any other ideas! i'm really trying to get back into this stuff, because i'm hoping it might help me write, so. yeah! thanks for the ask this was so fun dfksjfdkds <3

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every time I see your art on my dash it makes me :D because it's so colourful and joyful and expressive!!! Do you happen to have any tips on how to choose funkier colour palettes and arrange them in an illustration?

Ahh thank you! I absolutely adore your work so much!! :) I love any chance to talk about colours so I present..

⭐️ eliott’s guide to colourful illustrations! ⭐️

I genuinely know very little about colour theory so this method can be super easy to pick up, and the trick is using gradient maps! I find it pretty hard to visualise what colours I want to use and to start picking them out, so I usually start off by colouring my sketch very loosely in greyscale and getting the values right.

Then it’s time to apply some gradient maps! I use procreate but I’m pretty sure you can do this in other programs such as photoshop and clip studio too! I always duplicate the black and white version so I can go back and make lots of different versions.

Look at all these fun colour combinations! As you can see, I have a bunch of gradient maps that I just scroll between and some will really work, and some won’t, but it’s fun to try them out and play around with the sliders just to give you some ideas!

The next step is using the colour balance tool to adjust the colours a bit more to get something you’re really happy with. At this stage, I also like to separate the background colour to make sure that it doesn’t blend in too much, and also adjust anything that has to be a certain colour (sometimes skin shades might change too much or the coloured markings on Ashoka’s Lekku which I made more blue in the final illustration) This part can either be really fun or get super frustrating because (at least for me and my lack of colour knowledge) there’s no science behind it and I have to keep trying new things until I think it looks right.

Before and after of some colour balancing

If I don't want something with too much of a wacky colour scheme, I'll colour it in the real-life/accurate colours (rather than greyscale), and then just use the colour balance tool to nudge the colours to something a little more interesting!

So that’s kind of my main process when colouring an illustration, a lot of trying stuff out and seeing what I like the look of! Gradient maps have honestly been so beneficial to me for giving me a jumping-off point when trying to decide on colours!

I’ve got some other random bits of colour advice too if anyones interested, so I’ll add them under here! I hope you find this useful though!

For pieces with complex backgrounds I like to separate the characters from the rest of the scene and apply different gradient maps to each one. This way the characters stand out a lot more and you can easily tell which are the more important details to look at. I’ve noticed when looking back at some of my illustrations that I tend to use close-to complimentary colours schemes when doing this (it would be red/green in this example but I made it more of an orange than red) and have done the same with blue/orange (or pink) as well. It’s not something I ever did on purpose but the fact it’s happened a few times maybe means it’s a good tip?!

Picking warm or cool colours to match the mood and feel of a scene can be really important! Purples can be great for a night-time piece, but someplace with artificial light might use a much cooler/blue shade than a scene lit by a campfire which would be much warmer/red.

A lot of my colour choices are down to exaggeration too, brown and beige robes aren't too colourful, but pushing them to be pink/orange is a bit more exciting!! As long as the contrast between the different colours is okay, you can pretty much get away with anything!

A lot of my colour choices are down to exaggeration too, brown and beige robes aren't too colourful, but pushing them to be pink/orange is a bit more exciting!! As long as the contrast between the different colours is okay, you can pretty much get away with anything!

And lastly, overlay layers can be so much fun to play with too! I just chuck a random fill colour on top and then try out loads of different effects to see what it does- sometimes it will create something completely unexpected! Oooo and they can be good for special lighting effects too! Put a darker overlay layer on top, then erase sections that the light would be hitting and now you have some dramatic lighting! Or the opposite way, draw on just the highlights and turn that into the overlay!

Okay, so there we go! If you couldn’t tell, most of my technique is just throwing stuff together, hoping for the best, and adjusting things until I’m happy - but it works! I’ve never written an advice post like this before so I hope it all makes sense and that it might be even a little bit valuable!

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Chapter 7: Gracefully yours

The mission is all set, but it's too early to call it an operation. What DEA and ND is doing at the moment are standard procedures. They follow a tip, and act on it. Paige on the other hand has been successful making arrests that slows Zhang's business. Although the reality isnt successful as this would mean more violence in the streets. Not only that, but racism is starting to boil out. Chinese and Hong Kong community are affected, even those who are mixed within the pillars fo Filipino community. Against Americans too. They believe it's the Americans who brought the drug problem. The citizens has handled it in their own way.

Heath and Holbrook swings a visit at the precinct 07, as they grner on to seek more labs of Zhang and operation hubs. Across the board room, Ed can't take his eyes off but tries to concentrate on the meeting at hand. It has been a month since their arrangement has begun. Ed was with Paige last night. Keeping professional and keeping it in his pants are difficult indeed. But he tries at least.

Paige's turn to speak speaking to Trojes and when her mouth turned to the shape of O, he feels hard.

Her red stained lips clutches around the base of his dick, the softest part. Paige's sexy mouth sucks on him like a very submissive slut.

"Uhhhh! That's good~~" He praises her, while his two arms stretches out over the edge of the bed. Paige kneeling down between him, Paige's hands jerking off his hard shaft and the other cupping his balls. Paige's golden eyes staring at him.

She looks good in that way. Philippine National Police's most powerful woman sucking his cock--an American cock. American educated, American trained but hates Americans is being American fucked in the mouth. Paige pushes his dick down her throat repeatedly, choking on his kenght.

"If we push too hard, we will push him out of the country and back to the arms of China."

Paige says.

"What do we do with this now?" Holbrook asks.

Paige stares flatly at Ed. "What do we do, Special Agent Heath?"

They lock eyes for a second before Heath turns to his fellow American. "I will gear towards the Captain. Politically, diplomatically--this won't be good either. Besides, it's the hottest time of the year-- elections are coming up next year. There are still officials that are connect d with Zhang with his money-- he is this close to buying a president."

Holbrook and Trojes nod.

"So are you saying this is out of our hands?"

"For now," Ed and Paige says in unison. And is shocked. Javier side eyes his two bosses.

Back in their desks in the pantry Javier talks to Paige. "You're not very subtle, Cap."

"Shoot me, Peña."

"This thing going on between you and Ed, I'll have to warn you."

Paige leans on the counter. "Enlighten me, what is this thing going on between him and I? I don't follow."

Javier leans in, "Your affair."

Paige laughs but no humor. "Is your brain squashed with so much sex that it's all you think?"

Javier sqyints. "I know those looks."

"Follow me," Paige rolls.

Paige goes to her office now a a file room and retrieves a dossier and handed it to Javier.

"Close the door."

Javier did.

"A year ago I approached Heath in secret. Although we work together for the Operation, there was something I needed him for."

"So you gathered evidences to all the officials connected with Cho Ren Shi."

"Every man on his payroll. If I went official with this, they'll hammer us down. Doin another operation silently will do the trick."

"So you made me think you are both having an affair."

"It's much better."

"That sucks."

"Sucks for all of us."

"So are you still in secret partnership."

"No, just what you said, we are having an affair."

Javier raises his eyebriw.

"I'm a widow! And he is-- I don't know bored with his wife."

"Alright," Javier laughs.

"Thanks for the concern, but stay out of my personal life."

Another Friday arrives, and Ed comes out. He tells Tony to wait for three hours.

Tony knows that something is up with their boss but whatever he is doing in his private life is none of their business. Tony knows he's been hooking up with ND Captain every week in different days. Sometimes they change up. When the wife asks, Tony lies for him and Ed didn't need to tell him to. He is still a man after all. 26 years married and you will not want another pussy? He won't believe it. This is the only time of 12 years of service that he has ever cheated.

Upstairs, Paige and Ed has finished making love. The redness on her chest and Ed's love bites stung. Ed traces her skins lightly with his finger. They count each other's scars. Ed has one on his shoulder, a bullet struck. One of the many gun battles he has engaged into.

Ed spots another abover her breast. They were light but still noticeable but it didn't ruin the beauty.

"Whered you get this?"

Ed asks.

"In the South, 1979. The rebels captured me. Part of their torture."

Ed creases his head with worry. "Tortured? Jesus Christ, Paige. They didn't rape did you?"

Paige breathes. "They tried. They molested me but the way that they will rape is not because of lust or get pleasure, it's more on inflicting pain. Overpowering you. Humiliating you. Breaking you." She locks eyes with Ed whose eyes fully awake, shocked.

Paige laughed. "I don't want to tell you it's embarrassing. But I did what I had to do to survive. They lost interest in me and thought I'm broken anyway. If it's broken, why break it?"

This elicited a soft laughter from Ed. "Show me how, or it didn't happen."

"No way!"

"I want to know how."

"It's petrifying!"

"You haven't seen me petrified by worst things yet."

"I'm not going to start," Paige giggles and Ed climbs over her, weighing on his weight on her.

"What are you doing?" Paige continues to gigle as Ed pins her hands up.

"What did you say to them?"

"Fuck you," she says sensually reaching into his lips.

Ed bits in, kissing her soft lips with thender care sucking her lower lip. Their tongues come out and Paige's no match with his. His rough exterior against her sensuality. She hugs him, her fingers running up and down his back. Still feeling out another scar he had. Ed climbs down to take another plunge between her healthy breasts. His mouth sucked on her nipple like a baby while the other kneads.

"Ohhh~~" Paige neck arches. Ed goes down licking her navel then kissing the softest parts inside her thigh, near her crying pussy. Ed sees something--similar to his wife's. A cut along the groin. He's not so sure but it's when a woman gives birth normally. He threw it out of his mind. He continues to circulate his tongue around until it finds her folds. Paige using her finger separated the tip.

"Here," she says. Ed has complied licking her clitoris.

"Uhh~~" Paige flips her head can't get enough of his tongue.

Ed knew what she likes. The strokes that'll make her hum and cum.

"mmmmmhhmmm!"

Paige moans as she cums, squirting. "Oh shit ahhHhHH!"

Ed pulls him closer his arm extending to fondle her breast.

Paige cried in pleasure.

Ed lifts himself wile Paige recovers. But Paige is fast as she pushes him down, to suck his dick. Ed sees the crown of her ass, perfect heart shape. It lifts up as her mouth is busy brushing his dick in it.

He loves it. He is addicted to it. His wife can't believing only dirty women do those kind of things. Paige is cleanest woman he knows. Organized but dirty in bed.

"Ohhh~~ you're so good. Fuck!"

He loses breath. His head swings back against the board.

"That's enough, I'm going to cum."

Tonight is a bit special as they won't need a rubber. It's almost her red and so no sex for a while for one week. But he can enjoy unlimited pop.

Ed takes her face and Paige plays with his cum in his mouth. Now he knows why only dirty women sucks cocks. He won't kiss that mouth. Paige knew that as Ed is a tight ass. Ed hands her a bottle a water and Paige drowns in his eyes as she rinses her whole mouth.

She rides him and Ed sits back enjoying the show. They both came. But Ed has no time to cuddle as he has to go home. If he has a choice, he wouldnt leave her. He'll want to wake up with her by his side. Or watch her sleep, and hear her small snore.

"I want to stay longer."

Ed says catching his breath.

"You should go. Were not actually lovers. We are just fucking each other's brains out." Paige says sleepily.

"I want to fuck you longer."

"Go, Heath. I'll see you on Monday."

Ed leaves and gets home. He takes a shower there while the wife is sleeping. He checks on his children first, already big boys. He will take them golfing tomorrow at least to make it up for missed dinners.

Ed's wife, Sara, is thought to be really beautiful. A blonde, white woman whom he met in college. He was her first in everything. He has no interests with other women as he is too focused with his job. He is basically like the American way of study well work well and marry well. The company of prostitutes didn't much count. But Heath is a neat freak. Unlike Javier who is not very distinct.

He couldn't sleep and so he goes to his office taking Paige's dossier again. A mention of a husband but no name and no child. It didn't even mention that husband died already. He looks at the Black and white ID photo again. Innocent, pretty face.

He caresses it as if caressing her actual face.

"Ed?" Sara opens the door.

"Why are you awake?" He asks.

"Why are you not asleep yet?"

"Just-- nothing. Go back to bed, honey."

"Not without you."

Heath smiles and hides Fontanilla's dossier on the others. He makes a mental note to hide it well ro get rid of it before Sara suspects.

Sara and Ed talks about the past. About their youth. They laugh and later as they keep kissing. They both feel the urge to make love. Ed surprisingly is still vigorous after two rounds of sex with Paige. But it's different with Paige.

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Current overwatch 2 comp unintentional reoccurring variables:

It seems like there's a re occurring habit of people joining competitive games and either being kicked for being inactive too long and leaving early whether it's too cause a lag switch in the game or they're just getting frustrated with it overall but it's happening way too frequently and in regarding the repercussions for so isn't severe and or harsh enough like having a 3 minute to 4 duration for a ban or suspended window for players not being able to be allowed to queue in for a comp game is too short and the issue keeps happening constantly with no sight of being a resolution to this problem.

Noted they could extend the ban duration to 3/4 to 8 hours or maybe a day or to to make it harsher because I feel like the issue isn't taken seriously enough. And also they're needs to be skill based match making implemented additionally because as being an a player from overwatch 1 and coming into overwatch 2 being stuck babysitting a team that doesn't really know how to play a team based objective game is really infuriating especially when you're the only player with a singular brain cell and knows how to get strategic with the game and give direction and tips for others to improve with their overall overwatch skill ratio from noob to skilled but people are so ignorant to at least willing to try to hear what you have to say it's like playing with a bunch of npc kindergardeners instead of human team mates since no one wants to talk shop while having a mic but have the audacity to blame others for their own selfish ignorance when certain things don't go their way because they go behind enemy lines with the skills of a worm then complain about needed a pocket healer and why is no one healing them.

When it's their own fault for not listening and trying to improve on their overall skills instead of prioratizing just being a 1 trick that's useless when someone else takes their character then proceedingly has a tantrums that they can't play as said 1 trick Character.

The game doesn't have multiple different characters to just be there as shinny Mannequins on display to just be only looked at. Learn to be better and improve yourself with overall skill as multiple characters Learn strategies that help control the field and be useful to your team and play the role you pick to what that specific role is meant to do while dealing damage to the enemy otherwise if you're going to be a support player that only deals damage expect no one wanting to play/help you especially if you can't Learn to flex and play support when it's needed to secure that victory overwatch 2 is a serious business we're not here to supply participation trophies work and play hard and enjoy yourself while trying or just leave if all you're going to do is sit in spawn a d be inactive all the time or just hang back and wait for everyone else to respawn if they enemy nearly fully one by contesting the objective. And it's a team based objective game not kirito in Sao.

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Devil May Cry 4 Special Edition: Cheat Engine Table [UPD: 05/03/] {Karlos_} — download

💾 ►►► DOWNLOAD FILE 🔥🔥🔥 Hints and Tips for: Devil May Cry 4. Devil May Cry 4 Cheats. Unlock more difficulty levels: There are three hard core difficulty levels. Unlock full ending: To see an extended version of the ending, prevent Kyrie from being hurt for at least a minute and a half as the credits run. If you manage to do this, the rest of the ending is shown to you. Echidna Fight Strategy: D. If she turns into a spider use buster on her eggsack tap B to power up the attack. If she grasps her forehead in pain use buster, tap LT exceed to super-power the attack. Viewing the full ending: Once you defeat the final boss, the game plays the ending. That is only the partial ending. During the credits if you manage to protect Kyrie for 90 seconds, the credits will finish and you'll get to watch the rest of the ending. Otherwise the credits will just end prematurely and you'll have to defeat the final boss again and have another shot at protecting Kyrie. Defeating Blitzes: Submitted by: arjua gmail. To lower the Blitz "electricity shield" quickly, use charged pistol shots with Devil Trigger activated. The most effective method seems to be as follows. Charge a shot. Go into Devil Trigger. Release the shot, maybe a few more. Turn off Devil trigger, and repeat. This will quickly give you Super Smokin Stylish before he has even dropped his shield. This will work even with a level 1 Charge Shot, and should be much easier if you have level 3. Once his shield his gone, use Devil Trigger again, and use the Devil Bringer to devastate him. Three throws should be enough to send him into "red mode". Once he goes red he will try to grab you and suicide himself to seriously drain your life, or kill you. Shoot normal shots at him to get more Smokin Stylish points at this point, and finish him off handily. Use the following trick to defeat a Blitz as Dante. Use Royal Guard style along with the Gilgamesh gauntlets. You will be performing a punch and canceling it with a Royal Block very quickly. Think of the [Style] move as the attack. You will raise the letter grade of your style meter with each hit, and quickly lower the electric shielding. You are basically hitting the shield yourself, then blocking that hit so fast that you cannot see it happen. This may be somewhat tricky at first, but eventually becomes easy. Once his shield is lowered, quickly switch to swordmaster style. Use Real Impact uppercut with the Gilgamesh gauntlets at least twice. He will go into his overdriven "Red Mode". Quickly switch to Lucifer and perform Bondage. If done correctly you should finish him off and get a huge stylish ranking out of one Blitz. Defeating Sanctus: Submitted by: arjua gmail. While Sanctus is airborne in his shield, get close and break it with sword attacks just like earlier in the game. However, he will sometimes block with the Sword of Sparda. When he does this, use the uppercut technique to break his guard. If you are skilled you should use the Devil Trigger while he is in the air to use a special combo to force him to the ground. If you fail to do the air combo just let him fall to the ground. You may be able to get a few sword-based shots in but do not try to rely on this because he may escape. At this point, use the uppercut in Devil Trigger form, if at all possible. Afterwards he will go back to being airborne again, in which case you should drop the Devil Trigger. Defeating him requires timing. At the precisely the correct moment of his charge towards you, uppercut and break his guard. Again, as soon as it is broken get into the Devil Trigger uppercut and finish him off. In the second battle against Sanctus, as the False Prophet, timing is once again crucial. All you must do is uppercut his attacks away. Defeating Demonic Bosses: Submitted by: arjua gmail. Before you daze any demonic Boss, get your Devil Trigger as high as possible. As soon as the enemy is dazed, activate Devil Trigger mode, and use the uppercut on them. Using it in different areas of the enemy's body results in a good combo. Easy Red Orbs in Mission 7: The She-Viper: Use the following trick to get approximately 4, Red Orbs in about twenty seconds. At the start of the mission, destroy the rocks to your left. Enter the tunnel, and destroy the rocks. You will see the big red crystal near the Secret Mission. In order to get the most Orbs, start with the Stinger, then immediately activate Devil Trigger mode, and quickly mash away. Then, pause the game, select "Systems", and choose "Retry Mission". This is the easiest way to get a lot of Red Orbs in a short amount of time. Defeating Berial: Submitted by: arjua gmail. Once the combos are done, use Grim Grip while still in the air. When his flames are gone, jump up to his head. Grab his head with the Devil Bringer, then once he lands from that, use Devil Bringer again to throw and punch him. Then, run a short distance away because he will release an explosion around him. Make sure to pick up Green Orbs from the destroyed buildings, and roll to avoid his flame geysers and sword attack. Continue attacking this way, and use your Charge Shot to defeat him in under a minute. When you roll the dice, you can actually predict the number you will roll every time. The number showing on the die before it's rolled is the number that will show up if you count properly. So, for instance, if you would like to roll the number three, simply way for the "3" to show up on the top of the dice. Count six rotations before you strike the die, and you will have rolled a "3"! This is great for exploiting the game to win extra orbs. Control the Camera During Cutscenes: During any cutscene in the game, the camera can be controlled, giving you alternate views of what you're seeing. To move the camera around, use the right analog stick on your controller. You can zoom in and out by using the right trigger button. Easy Orbs Mission 3 : Here's a great way to collect a lot of orbs. After you finish the game's third mission, go back through and play it again. From the start, run past the statue into the first hall, where you can kill enemies to collect experience points and orbs. Then, seek out a hallway where a wooden wall stands. Break through the wall, where you can find a crystal. Break the crystal to collect an automatic 1, orbs. Then, exit the mission. This is a quick way you can repeat over and over again to collect as many orbs as you'd like. Quasi-Secret Launch Jump: Either Nero or Dante can perform a launch jump off of ledges that sends them flying far forward, much further forward than a normal jump. This launch jump can be used to collect secrets and sometimes shortcut secret missions. To perform it, stand facing a nearby ledge that you can jump off of. Free Health from Faults: Late in the game, you'll occasionally see fault enemies appear from underneath you--they sort of warp up from the ground and try to ensnare your character. If you manage to kill a fault, you will always be rewarded with a free health orb. If you're low on health, look for faults to kill and get their health. Complete Ending: To see the complete ending, after you beat the game and the credits, start you have to protect Kyrie during the Credits for 90 seconds. Defeating Dante: When fighting Dante in the Dante Must Die mode, it is easier to fight him if you jump in the air and use the buster the bring him up to you. Then, use the grab attack. Be careful; he might block and try to hit you. Lady: In the alternate scene when you see Dante reading the magazine, you can see Lady posing on the left side of the magazine. Scarecrows: In the alternate scene with Dante reading the magazine, look in the background of the Devil May Cry. You can see scarecrows hung on the wall. Sanctus' Shield: To easily drop Sanctus' Shield during either of his encounters, make sure you have a full Exceed gauge Ex-act or Max-act helps. Approach Sanctus, jump, and perform an Ex Calibur. If the full combo hits, his shield will be down. You can now proceed to make him fully vulnerable to attack using the above method, or however desired. All you have to do is use buster on the die without locking target on the die. The number which is visible on top of the die before using buster will definitely set into the same number after punching the die into the air. Since it is sure that you will only get the die rolling part with Nero, you don't have to worry about Dante. If she turns into a spider, power up and use Buster on her egg sack. If she grasps her forehead in pain use Buster, the tap [Exceed] to give the attack extra power. Mission 3: Easy orbs: Complete mission 3, then play it again. At the start, run past the statue into the first hall. Kill enemies to collect experience points and orbs. Then, find the hallway with a wooden wall. Break through the wall to find a crystal. Break the crystal to collect 1, orbs then exit the mission. Repeat this to collect as many orbs as desired. The number showing on the die before it is rolled is the number that will show up if you count properly. For example, if you would like to roll a "3", wait for "3" to show up on the top of the dice. Count six rotations before you strike the die, and you will roll a "3". The number which is visible on top of the die before using Buster will always be set to the same number after punching the die into the air. Because you will only get the die rolling part with Nero, you do not have to worry about Dante. Easy health from Faults: Later in the game you can occasionally see Fault enemies appear from underneath. They will "warp" up from the ground and try to ensnare your character. If you kill a Fault you will always be rewarded with a free health orb. Launch jump: Nero or Dante can perform a launch jump off of ledges that sends them flying far forward much further than a normal jump. This can be used to collect secrets or as a shortcut. To perform it, stand facing a nearby ledge that you can jump off from. The ledge cuts off the attack animation and will instead launch your character far forward. Hint:Get your desired number on the dice: Submitted by: phoenix4karan First of all remember that places where red is marked will send enemies which you have to fight with eventually, yellow place is mystery anything can happen, blue ones are good and best are the white ones. You can wait n watch when to strike with either dante or nero.. Easy Does It 10 points : Clear all missions in Human mode. Done and Done 20 points : Clear all missions in Devil Hunter mode. Smokin' Style!! Smokin' Sick Style!!! Simply Spectacular 10 points : Complete a mission with an S ranking. River of Red 10 points : Acquire 10, Red Orbs. Filled with Pride 10 points : Acquire 10, Proud Souls. Rookie Devil Hunter 10 points : Defeat a total of enemies. Additionally, there are 33 secret achievements: Rock and a Hard Place 10 points : Clear mission 11 in Son of Sparda mode. Step into the Light 10 points : Clear all missions in Heaven or Hell mode. A Throne of Glory 50 points : Clear all game modes. Nothing Left Unsaid 10 points : Clear all secret missions. Covered in Blood 40 points : Clear all Bloody Palace mode stages. Modus Vivendi 10 points : Extend the Vitality Gauge to maximum capacity. Brimming with Pride 20 points : Acquire ,00 Proud Souls. Proud Millionaire 40 points : Acquire 1,, Proud Souls. Skilled Devil Hunter 30 points : Defeat a total of 1, enemies. Legendary Devil Hunter 50 points : Defeat a total of 10, enemies. Item Collector 50 points : Acquire a maximum of all items. Skill Collector - Nero 50 points : Acquire all of Nero's skills. Skill Collector - Dante 50 points : Acquire all of Dante's skills. Easy way to defeat any enemy: Submitted by: Mazid Email: Mazidurrahman07 gmail. While they can block all your attacks, it leaves them vulnerable from the back, so roll or jump behind them and just whack away and laugh. Weaken them with these attacks to reveal their true form and then just wail away on their weak bodies. Simply grab them and then wail away with hard combos. In Dante's case, use the Coyote-A to stop them in their tracks. As for the Basilisks, just use projectiles against them. So far, the only way to stop him is to shoot a nonstop barrage of bullets at him until he gets knocked out. If you attack him while he's still charged up, you lose a chunk of health and he doesn't get hurt! Once he gets knocked out from lots of bullets, wail away at his weak body. After he gets knocked out twice, he turns red and starts blasting the place. Dodge the blasts and then he'll just explode. Abuse the Buster on all of them to get the full benefit of the combat system. If you know that a certain enemy might require some extra juice to defeat, then Rev up before you encounter them! But it is less likely that you'll be using it after Mission 5, so stick with manual Revving. It will affect your ranking by a small margin but that shouldn't discourage you! Healing Items are not cheap in this game. Fortunately, you are allowed to replay previous missions to gather up as much Red Orbs as needed. Replay a mission as much as you want and then purchase all that you need on the next mission. This method is known as "farming". For example, you don't really need to purchase the Air Hike simply because it doesn't make combat any easier. But if you are a whore for Achievement Points After the hint U can defeat any DMC4 enemy easily. Pfft, like you even need it. As you descend from floor to floor, Nero or Dante has to kill a given number of enemies before the timer expires or until they DIE. For every set of enemies killed, extra time is awarded to you as you descend to the next floor. You will also be awarded if you take no damage and can achieve stylish combos. Every weapon and style that you've unlocked can be used but any healing items are forfeit. Submit your codes! Having Codes, cheat, hints, tips, trainer or tricks we dont have yet? Help out other players on the PC by adding a cheat or secret that you know! Submit them through our form. Covering more than CheatBook-DataBase Cheatbook on: Twitter Facebook.

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Devil May Cry 5 Vergil DLC | Cheat Engine Table v Final - The Cheat Script

💾 ►►► DOWNLOAD FILE 🔥🔥🔥 Hints and Tips for: Devil May Cry 4. Devil May Cry 4 Cheats. Unlock more difficulty levels: There are three hard core difficulty levels. Unlock full ending: To see an extended version of the ending, prevent Kyrie from being hurt for at least a minute and a half as the credits run. If you manage to do this, the rest of the ending is shown to you. Echidna Fight Strategy: D. If she turns into a spider use buster on her eggsack tap B to power up the attack. If she grasps her forehead in pain use buster, tap LT exceed to super-power the attack. Viewing the full ending: Once you defeat the final boss, the game plays the ending. That is only the partial ending. During the credits if you manage to protect Kyrie for 90 seconds, the credits will finish and you'll get to watch the rest of the ending. Otherwise the credits will just end prematurely and you'll have to defeat the final boss again and have another shot at protecting Kyrie. Defeating Blitzes: Submitted by: arjua gmail. To lower the Blitz "electricity shield" quickly, use charged pistol shots with Devil Trigger activated. The most effective method seems to be as follows. Charge a shot. Go into Devil Trigger. Release the shot, maybe a few more. Turn off Devil trigger, and repeat. This will quickly give you Super Smokin Stylish before he has even dropped his shield. This will work even with a level 1 Charge Shot, and should be much easier if you have level 3. Once his shield his gone, use Devil Trigger again, and use the Devil Bringer to devastate him. Three throws should be enough to send him into "red mode". Once he goes red he will try to grab you and suicide himself to seriously drain your life, or kill you. Shoot normal shots at him to get more Smokin Stylish points at this point, and finish him off handily. Use the following trick to defeat a Blitz as Dante. Use Royal Guard style along with the Gilgamesh gauntlets. You will be performing a punch and canceling it with a Royal Block very quickly. Think of the [Style] move as the attack. You will raise the letter grade of your style meter with each hit, and quickly lower the electric shielding. You are basically hitting the shield yourself, then blocking that hit so fast that you cannot see it happen. This may be somewhat tricky at first, but eventually becomes easy. Once his shield is lowered, quickly switch to swordmaster style. Use Real Impact uppercut with the Gilgamesh gauntlets at least twice. He will go into his overdriven "Red Mode". Quickly switch to Lucifer and perform Bondage. If done correctly you should finish him off and get a huge stylish ranking out of one Blitz. Defeating Sanctus: Submitted by: arjua gmail. While Sanctus is airborne in his shield, get close and break it with sword attacks just like earlier in the game. However, he will sometimes block with the Sword of Sparda. When he does this, use the uppercut technique to break his guard. If you are skilled you should use the Devil Trigger while he is in the air to use a special combo to force him to the ground. If you fail to do the air combo just let him fall to the ground. You may be able to get a few sword-based shots in but do not try to rely on this because he may escape. At this point, use the uppercut in Devil Trigger form, if at all possible. Afterwards he will go back to being airborne again, in which case you should drop the Devil Trigger. Defeating him requires timing. At the precisely the correct moment of his charge towards you, uppercut and break his guard. Again, as soon as it is broken get into the Devil Trigger uppercut and finish him off. In the second battle against Sanctus, as the False Prophet, timing is once again crucial. All you must do is uppercut his attacks away. Defeating Demonic Bosses: Submitted by: arjua gmail. Before you daze any demonic Boss, get your Devil Trigger as high as possible. As soon as the enemy is dazed, activate Devil Trigger mode, and use the uppercut on them. Using it in different areas of the enemy's body results in a good combo. Easy Red Orbs in Mission 7: The She-Viper: Use the following trick to get approximately 4, Red Orbs in about twenty seconds. At the start of the mission, destroy the rocks to your left. Enter the tunnel, and destroy the rocks. You will see the big red crystal near the Secret Mission. In order to get the most Orbs, start with the Stinger, then immediately activate Devil Trigger mode, and quickly mash away. Then, pause the game, select "Systems", and choose "Retry Mission". This is the easiest way to get a lot of Red Orbs in a short amount of time. Defeating Berial: Submitted by: arjua gmail. Once the combos are done, use Grim Grip while still in the air. When his flames are gone, jump up to his head. Grab his head with the Devil Bringer, then once he lands from that, use Devil Bringer again to throw and punch him. Then, run a short distance away because he will release an explosion around him. Make sure to pick up Green Orbs from the destroyed buildings, and roll to avoid his flame geysers and sword attack. Continue attacking this way, and use your Charge Shot to defeat him in under a minute. When you roll the dice, you can actually predict the number you will roll every time. The number showing on the die before it's rolled is the number that will show up if you count properly. So, for instance, if you would like to roll the number three, simply way for the "3" to show up on the top of the dice. Count six rotations before you strike the die, and you will have rolled a "3"! This is great for exploiting the game to win extra orbs. Control the Camera During Cutscenes: During any cutscene in the game, the camera can be controlled, giving you alternate views of what you're seeing. To move the camera around, use the right analog stick on your controller. You can zoom in and out by using the right trigger button. Easy Orbs Mission 3 : Here's a great way to collect a lot of orbs. After you finish the game's third mission, go back through and play it again. From the start, run past the statue into the first hall, where you can kill enemies to collect experience points and orbs. Then, seek out a hallway where a wooden wall stands. Break through the wall, where you can find a crystal. Break the crystal to collect an automatic 1, orbs. Then, exit the mission. This is a quick way you can repeat over and over again to collect as many orbs as you'd like. Quasi-Secret Launch Jump: Either Nero or Dante can perform a launch jump off of ledges that sends them flying far forward, much further forward than a normal jump. This launch jump can be used to collect secrets and sometimes shortcut secret missions. To perform it, stand facing a nearby ledge that you can jump off of. Free Health from Faults: Late in the game, you'll occasionally see fault enemies appear from underneath you--they sort of warp up from the ground and try to ensnare your character. If you manage to kill a fault, you will always be rewarded with a free health orb. If you're low on health, look for faults to kill and get their health. Complete Ending: To see the complete ending, after you beat the game and the credits, start you have to protect Kyrie during the Credits for 90 seconds. Defeating Dante: When fighting Dante in the Dante Must Die mode, it is easier to fight him if you jump in the air and use the buster the bring him up to you. Then, use the grab attack. Be careful; he might block and try to hit you. Lady: In the alternate scene when you see Dante reading the magazine, you can see Lady posing on the left side of the magazine. Scarecrows: In the alternate scene with Dante reading the magazine, look in the background of the Devil May Cry. You can see scarecrows hung on the wall. Sanctus' Shield: To easily drop Sanctus' Shield during either of his encounters, make sure you have a full Exceed gauge Ex-act or Max-act helps. Approach Sanctus, jump, and perform an Ex Calibur. If the full combo hits, his shield will be down. You can now proceed to make him fully vulnerable to attack using the above method, or however desired. All you have to do is use buster on the die without locking target on the die. The number which is visible on top of the die before using buster will definitely set into the same number after punching the die into the air. Since it is sure that you will only get the die rolling part with Nero, you don't have to worry about Dante. If she turns into a spider, power up and use Buster on her egg sack. If she grasps her forehead in pain use Buster, the tap [Exceed] to give the attack extra power. Mission 3: Easy orbs: Complete mission 3, then play it again. At the start, run past the statue into the first hall. Kill enemies to collect experience points and orbs. Then, find the hallway with a wooden wall. Break through the wall to find a crystal. Break the crystal to collect 1, orbs then exit the mission. Repeat this to collect as many orbs as desired. The number showing on the die before it is rolled is the number that will show up if you count properly. For example, if you would like to roll a "3", wait for "3" to show up on the top of the dice. Count six rotations before you strike the die, and you will roll a "3". The number which is visible on top of the die before using Buster will always be set to the same number after punching the die into the air. Because you will only get the die rolling part with Nero, you do not have to worry about Dante. Easy health from Faults: Later in the game you can occasionally see Fault enemies appear from underneath. They will "warp" up from the ground and try to ensnare your character. If you kill a Fault you will always be rewarded with a free health orb. Launch jump: Nero or Dante can perform a launch jump off of ledges that sends them flying far forward much further than a normal jump. This can be used to collect secrets or as a shortcut. To perform it, stand facing a nearby ledge that you can jump off from. The ledge cuts off the attack animation and will instead launch your character far forward. Hint:Get your desired number on the dice: Submitted by: phoenix4karan First of all remember that places where red is marked will send enemies which you have to fight with eventually, yellow place is mystery anything can happen, blue ones are good and best are the white ones. You can wait n watch when to strike with either dante or nero.. Easy Does It 10 points : Clear all missions in Human mode. Done and Done 20 points : Clear all missions in Devil Hunter mode. Smokin' Style!! Smokin' Sick Style!!! Simply Spectacular 10 points : Complete a mission with an S ranking. River of Red 10 points : Acquire 10, Red Orbs. Filled with Pride 10 points : Acquire 10, Proud Souls. Rookie Devil Hunter 10 points : Defeat a total of enemies. Additionally, there are 33 secret achievements: Rock and a Hard Place 10 points : Clear mission 11 in Son of Sparda mode. Step into the Light 10 points : Clear all missions in Heaven or Hell mode. A Throne of Glory 50 points : Clear all game modes. Nothing Left Unsaid 10 points : Clear all secret missions. Covered in Blood 40 points : Clear all Bloody Palace mode stages. Modus Vivendi 10 points : Extend the Vitality Gauge to maximum capacity. Brimming with Pride 20 points : Acquire ,00 Proud Souls. Proud Millionaire 40 points : Acquire 1,, Proud Souls. Skilled Devil Hunter 30 points : Defeat a total of 1, enemies. Legendary Devil Hunter 50 points : Defeat a total of 10, enemies. Item Collector 50 points : Acquire a maximum of all items. Skill Collector - Nero 50 points : Acquire all of Nero's skills. Skill Collector - Dante 50 points : Acquire all of Dante's skills. Easy way to defeat any enemy: Submitted by: Mazid Email: Mazidurrahman07 gmail. While they can block all your attacks, it leaves them vulnerable from the back, so roll or jump behind them and just whack away and laugh. Weaken them with these attacks to reveal their true form and then just wail away on their weak bodies. Simply grab them and then wail away with hard combos. In Dante's case, use the Coyote-A to stop them in their tracks. As for the Basilisks, just use projectiles against them. So far, the only way to stop him is to shoot a nonstop barrage of bullets at him until he gets knocked out. If you attack him while he's still charged up, you lose a chunk of health and he doesn't get hurt! Once he gets knocked out from lots of bullets, wail away at his weak body. After he gets knocked out twice, he turns red and starts blasting the place. Dodge the blasts and then he'll just explode. Abuse the Buster on all of them to get the full benefit of the combat system. If you know that a certain enemy might require some extra juice to defeat, then Rev up before you encounter them! But it is less likely that you'll be using it after Mission 5, so stick with manual Revving. It will affect your ranking by a small margin but that shouldn't discourage you! Healing Items are not cheap in this game. Fortunately, you are allowed to replay previous missions to gather up as much Red Orbs as needed. Replay a mission as much as you want and then purchase all that you need on the next mission. This method is known as "farming". For example, you don't really need to purchase the Air Hike simply because it doesn't make combat any easier. But if you are a whore for Achievement Points After the hint U can defeat any DMC4 enemy easily. Pfft, like you even need it. As you descend from floor to floor, Nero or Dante has to kill a given number of enemies before the timer expires or until they DIE. For every set of enemies killed, extra time is awarded to you as you descend to the next floor. You will also be awarded if you take no damage and can achieve stylish combos. Every weapon and style that you've unlocked can be used but any healing items are forfeit. Submit your codes! Having Codes, cheat, hints, tips, trainer or tricks we dont have yet? Help out other players on the PC by adding a cheat or secret that you know! Submit them through our form. Covering more than CheatBook-DataBase Cheatbook on: Twitter Facebook.

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Save Time With These Easy Skin Care Tricks

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Save Time With These Easy Skin Care Tricks

Your complexion can be a fickle thing. One day your skin may be clear and smooth, and the next it may not. Worse still, after a lifetime of ideal skin, you could find yourself in the middle of an uphill battle trying to get back what you have lost! Don’t lose heart! Here are some tips to improve and keep your skin looking its best!

Avoid scratching dry skin. Though it might itch, scratching dry skin only exacerbates the problem. Apply lotion to moisturize the area. If necessary, you can even apply anti-itch creams that are specially formulated for dry skin. Applying products containing shea butter to dry patches of skin can also do wonders.

If you want to clear up your acne and have excellent skin, you should spend some time outside in the sun. For example, go to the park during your lunch break, and make getting outdoors a part of your daily routine. Getting outdoors is important because your skin gets vitamin D from the sun, and it is an essential vitamin to keep skin healthy.

The younger you are when you start a skin care routine, the better your long-term results will be. Start considering how you treat your skin when you are a teenager or in your early twenties. The better you treat your skin over time, the better your skin will look in the future.

If you are using a prescription product to manage your skin care, be sure to use it as directed. While you might be able to get away with using more than the recommended amount of an over-the-counter remedy, a prescription is much stronger. Use it as directed, give it time to work, and let your doctor know of any problems.

Combat the sun with your skin care plan by eating tomatoes. Research has shown that people who consume 5 tablespoons of tomato sauce every day were more likely to suffer less sunburn outbreaks versus those who did not. This is fantastic news because the sun is a primary factor in how your skin ages.

A great skin care tip is to always make sure you get enough sleep. You can get wrinkles if you don’t get enough sleep. Endeavor to sleep for eight hours per night to keep the skin healthy.

Smoking can significantly damage your skin in many aspects. Excessive smoking can contribute to premature wrinkling of the skin due to the lack of oxygen and nutrient flow to the blood vessels. When you smoke, you are causing your blood vessels to narrow. Collagen and elastin, are two fibers that contribute to the elasticity and strength of the skin are also severely damaged while smoking.

College is one of the most stressful parts of life with a lot of emotional, physical and mental turmoil, which can impede the look of your face. Make sure that you get to the gym at least 3 times per week, or perform yoga to eliminate stress and reduce the oil on your skin.

Now that you have the intel on how to fight the battle for ideal skin, apply what you know. Skin care all comes down to proper maintenance and good daily habits. Keep that up, and not only will your skin’s condition improve, it will stay that way!

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Hi Sam! Due to a change in lifestyle and a weird sequence of events I’m thinking I might try being a morning person? I know you do the early awake early to bed thing and was wondering if you have any tips or tricks to help maintain this?

Well, bear in mind I'm one of Nature's Morning People :D I think the first thing that always has to be said when discussing tips-and-tricks for getting up early is that some people simply struggle to get up in the morning, and that's not a moral failing or due to a lack of motivation. So if you find that it's just super hard to get up early even when you're "doing everything right", don't beat yourself up. I go from sleep to wakefulness in about 30 seconds, which is great for getting up early, not as great if you are accidentally woken by something and then want to go back to sleep.

For me, the consistency really comes from "go to fucking bed". I've read a lot of thinkpieces and listened to a couple of podcasts about "how to get up earlier" and the one thing they NEVER seem to talk about is that you can't simply slice two hours of sleep out of your life. If you're going to get up early you have to go to bed early. Of course everyone recommends eight hours of sleep a night, but I find a sweet spot for me is really somewhere between 6.5 and 7 hours of sleep a night with a bit more on weekends; if I sleep eight hours I actually wake up a bit groggy, and left to my own devices I'll sleep either six hours straight through, or seven hours with about an hour's break of wakefulness in the middle.

In terms of maintaining that, the best advice I can give is to set alarms and keep to them. Rather than simply saying "Well I'll go to bed at eight every night and my alarm will wake me up at four", you set an alarm at 7:30 that's your warning-bell for "Oh I have half an hour until sleep". That gives you time to get yourself ready, get off the sofa, turn off the TV, brush your teeth, plug in your phone, all of that. Maybe you have another alarm at 8pm when you're meant to actually get into bed (I don't find that one necessary because I simply get into bed when the nighttime routine is done, but experiences vary).

For a long while I also had at least two and sometimes up to five alarms in the morning. The first was the "wake up" alarm, which would go off when I should be waking up but about half an hour before I felt I had to get out of bed. I think for people who struggle with wakefulness this can be especially helpful since it allows you to wake up and get your brain going but doesn't require you to get out of bed or navigate the world. I'd set my alarm for 3:30am, wake with the alarm, and then play around on my phone for half an hour, which would engage my brain. (Eventually I just started waking at 3:30 naturally). Then a second alarm at 4 would tell me "oh now you've got to get up" and I would physically get out of bed. The other 2-3 alarms were for when I had to eat, start my day, get ready for work, etc. I don't use alarms much anymore since I don't have to leave the house for work and I wake up early automatically, but YMMV.

Eventually, many people -- not all, perhaps not even most, but many -- will be trained to the new hours such that sleeping at eight and rising at four, or whenever, is habitual. The alarms still help, but it does tend to get easier. And if it doesn't get easier, if you find you struggle for months with the new hours...well, maybe your body simply won't take the new hours, and you'll need to figure something else out. But it does take time, and it doesn't work for everyone, and I think those are the most important things to remember.

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Au acosf - part 22

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Following the departure of Azriel and Lucien from the Spring Court, Nesta felt as if part of her had been hollowed out. That part of her was missing somehow.

As she always did, Nesta continued. It was all she ever did – continue on. Her attention turned back to the high lord’s bank accounts again though even that could not capture her intrigue for long. They were in better shape since she and Eris had begun handling them. It would take time for it to become what it was supposed to be.

Eris. Where was that male? Why had he not come sooner or gone looking for her? That worry writhed in her stomach like a slick of oil. The thought of Beron hurting him make her sick.

Her gaze caught on a servant in the garden who was pruning a butterfly bush back into a neat order. Nesta would never be used to that magic – a court suspended in an eternal season. The solar courts had that draw, she supposed, that time passed in a regular, natural manner. If she had no place in the Night Court, she supposed there was always Day or Dawn.

Likely, the high lord of the Night Court would find a way to blame Nesta for losing his two favourite Illyrian males from his side. Already she was wracked with guilt that they had left although she had not forced their hands. There was a tiny fragment of her that was glad the two males had stood up to their friend – for Feyre and for their own morality. Nobody was perfect. She had enough self-loathing to attest to that. However, Nesta was surprised the big bat had it in him to turn away from his high lord; both he and Azriel were still loyal to their courts though. Change would come to the Night Court, hopefully Cassian could spearhead it in Illyria. That land was his home and his heart.

A messenger appeared late into the afternoon calling for Nesta, not Tamlin. The boy was rosy cheeked and a gleam of sweat was upon his brow.

‘The high lord. Autumn Court. On the border. For you.’

Nesta clutched the arms of the chair then dismissed the boy. She had thought Beron meant he would write to Tamlin, not to her – and certainly not another personal meeting with that unpleasant male.

She did not hurry. A servant readied her horse, but Nesta let him stew on the border while she prepared herself to face him again. She had not seen Eris since the war, she told herself. It was a mantra she repeated as she searched the house for the high lord. Tamlin sat in a daze in the gallery and did not notice Nesta’s arrival. Previously, she knew that Tamlin had been the one to force Beron to fight in the war. Looking at the shell of a male in front of her, she doubted he had any authority any more.

‘The high lord of the Autumn Court has come to your border. Would you escort me?’

Tamlin said nothing, only stared at the dust particles dancing through the beam of sunlight. Nesta repeated herself, in a firmer voice. Still, he ignored her.

It had done the trick to rouse her anger, at least. Nesta could feel that fire awakening in her veins ready to face Beron as she rode towards the border, head held high frustrated at Tamlin’s lack of motivation.

‘You’re late,’ Beron snapped, by way of greeting.

Nesta dismounted swiftly, as if she had always belonged on a horse and it had not been the high lord’s son who had commissioned her lessons.

‘You cannot fault me for tardiness when no time was agreed. Furthermore, no meeting was agreed. So, I ask - why have you come here?’

The high lord tipped his brown head to the side to appraise her in a move so like his son, it was jarring to Nesta’s senses. How much of Beron lay dormant in Eris? How much of it was waiting for the opportunity to emerge? She could not shake Lucien’s words that Beron had killed his brothers and their families. Would Eris do the same? Would he consider Elain a target?

‘I have an offer for you, Nesta Archeron.’

She hated the way her name sounded on his tongue. Foreign and wrong. Only then, did Nesta notice the Autumn Court soldiers who had been meticulous in their role on the ride from the Forest House were stationed a way away so they could not eavesdrop. If she was daring enough, courageous enough, she’d strike him there and then with her silver fire and rid the court of his monstrous reign. As soon as the thought crossed her mind, Beron took a step back as if had read her thoughts. She offered him a mocking smile – one she had learnt from his eldest son.

‘I work for the Spring Court.’

‘Indeed,’ he said, inclining his head. ‘It is dull work for a mind as magnificent as your own. My son, Eris, I should like you to befriend him.’

‘Befriend?’

A slight breeze blew from the Autumn Court carrying with it the smell of smoked wood and cooked apples.

‘He has ambitions as far reaching as yours. I should like to know them.’

‘You want me to spy on your son?’

‘Simply put.’ Beron nodded again. His eyes flitted to her feet. ‘He would fall to his knees for a female like you. You are forged from fire and blood. It should be easy to capture his heart.’

‘You think I am like that? That I would burrow into his heart under a cloak of deception.’

Again, Beron swept his eyes to the ground briefly. Nesta noticed it more that time. The ground was hard underfoot, a yellow leaf curled on the grass inches from her heel. She stepped backwards a few paces until the grass felt spongier, the air thicker with pollen. That had been why Tamlin had hauled her towards him the other day. She had been in Autumn Court land. At Beron’s mercy.

‘You’re a quick learner,’ he commented. ‘I shall pay you handsomely. You shall have my protection.’

‘I fail to see the benefits. I already receive a salary from Tamlin. Your money is of no significance to me.’

Ever the scheming snake, Beron raised an eyebrow. ‘I offered my protection to you. You stole from the Cauldron and there is queen who holds a grudge. If she were to find out you resided just above the wall in the Spring Court, well, I suppose she would come for you, wouldn’t she?’

That damn bastard had her and he knew it. His protection was nothing more than his silence.

Nesta gritted her teeth. ‘When do I have the pleasure of meeting your first born?’

On the ride back towards the manor horse, her anger had been allowed to fester like a rotting wound. She doubted Beron would have dared back her into the corner like that had Tamlin have accompanied her. And she hated that she had wanted a male to offer protection. Her horse’s hooves stomped across the lawn, picking up speed as her knees dug deeper into its flank.

There was nobody she could trust entirely. Tamlin needed to find his spine. Eris and Beron would swallow his court whole. They might have been plotting against each other, both believing Nesta was their pawn, but she knew the rules of the game too – and she was the queen.

Fire wreathed her hands as Nesta stormed up the stairs into the gallery.

‘Get up,’ she snarled at the blonde male. ‘Get up and sort your damn life out.’

Emerald eyes flickered to her with disinterest. Nesta’s fire grew like a halo upon her brow until he pressed himself into the back of the chair in fear.

‘You will stand up. You will wash and shave and put on something clean then you will join me for dinner. You will listen when I talk about your court. You will take an active role again. I do not care if your heart is broken. I was stolen from my bed because of you and still I fight to keep your court alive. You will stop moping. Stop drowning in sorrow. I will not be gentle. I will not be kind. But I will get you through this.’

The fire still blazed on her brow even when she steadied her breathing. She knew her eyes were lined with silver fire too. Anger and pride was all she was. When could she be soft and loving? When had anybody given her that chance?

The first day was miserable. Tamlin had shaved and washed, but that was the extent of his motivation. Nesta bit her tongue as often as she could. She knew that same hopelessness had been echoed in her only recently. Some days she still wanted to remain in bed or drink herself into oblivion. They sat at the desk together as Nesta explained the changes within the court and the manor. She had written a decree that requested more males and females to apply as sentries to be trained and stationed around the court. Tamlin took an age to read it, but he did nod in approval.

In the days that followed, Tamlin emerged briefly from his shell. She managed to get him to walk the grounds with her once – she doubted he had spent any time outdoors, simply to enjoy it in a long time. Sunlight was good for the soul. They did not speak. Nesta did not have it in her to try and befriend the male or offer him casual conversation, but she had vowed to pull him through the fire with her, so that was what she would do.

Nesta had managed to crack an elderly servant one day, coaxing her with tea and the promise of resting her weary feet to get to the bottom of the high lord’s history. The female had insisted she did not like to gossip then spent a good half an hour doing just that. Nesta had not known that Tamlin and Rhysand had once been friends. Both the males had suffered so much at each other’s hands, lost so much. She supposed Feyre being Rhysand’s mate after Tamlin’s lover was another knife twisting in the chest. It helped her to understand both males a little better though. As for the Vanserras, the servant was knowledgable about them too. Although she protested that she ought to return to work, another cup of tea and heavy flattery from Nesta had her lips loose once more. Lucien had suffered perhaps worse than any of Beron’s sons at the hands of the male himself. And yet he remained decent and good. There was hope for the others – a slim hope, but it was there all the same.

Tamlin had joined her for an evening meal though, like Nesta he barely ate. The servants left them alone in the dining room. She wished there was a musician or another person who might turn the atmosphere into one of fun and lightness rather than the mausoleum they had entombed themselves in.

‘Grief will never leave. You can smother it all you want,’ she said, pushing a plate of food closer to the high lord. ‘But it will still demand to be felt. The best we can do is let it live beside us and not let it rule us.’

It was not uncommon for servants to dip in and out of the house throughout the day, so Nesta did not stir from her reading when the door banged shut. Tamlin had rummaged around the study for old ledgers belonging to his father for Nesta to read to better understand the politics within the court as well as its history. She flicked the page over, eyes scanning rapidly over an account from a previous treasurer of the court. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. She was being watched.

Nesta’s neck cracked, she’d lifted her head so quickly. A slim male leant against the door frame, watching her with amusement plastered all over his face.

‘Wipe that damn smile off of your face,’ she hissed, getting to her feet. ‘For days I have worried about you. And you saunter in like the cat that got the cream.’

Idly, Eris picked an imaginary piece of lint from his sleeve. ‘You worried about me?’

‘Yes,’ she snarled, slapping his chest. ‘And I see it was wasted.’

‘Why ever did you worry about me? It was you who was facing off against my father. And I see you’ve lived to tell the tale.’

He was impossible. Utterly impossible.

‘Why didn’t you come here sooner? I’ve been scared that your father had hurt you. Did you not care if he had me strung up in the dungeon?’ The emotion was tumbling out of her voice before she could restrain it.

Eris frowned at her. ‘Think, Nesta. If I had chased after you, Dolos would have known you were with me. My father was watching my home – and this border. I could not move to you until he gave the word.’

He explained it so simply. And Nesta understood the logic entirely. That was what upset her; that every decision of Eris’ was planned out and logical, weighing up the benefits and the drawbacks before he made his move. There was no passion or care for her. Not like Cassian. Cassian who had vowed to protect the mortals because he was good. Tried to give her time to run as they faced the king of Hybern, not caring if it cost his life as long as she had a chance of surviving.

‘Your father could have killed me and you’d still be hiding at home because it might spoil your stupid plans. You’re a fucking idiot. Get out of my office.’

‘Your office?’

‘Mine. Out.’

Eris stretched upwards, touching the top of the door frame as he yawned. ‘Shame. I even brought a friend to visit.’

Horror mingled with curiosity as Nesta tried to imagine who Eris might consider a friend. She waited with her hands folded across her chest.

Eris whistled. A scratch sounded across the varnished wooden floors then Zasha bounded into the room, sleek as smoke, to Nesta. She’d dropped into a crouch and her arms engulfed the excited dog. The dog’s tongue lapped at her face – and for once Nesta did not care.

‘My father would like to know what your true intention with this court is,’ Eris said with a grin as he leant back onto the desk. Nesta did not fail to notice how his eyes scanned the desk for as much information as possible. ‘He doesn’t think you want to help the mortals out of the goodness of your heart. He’s tasked me with becoming your ally.’

‘Your father would also like to know what your true intentions are,’ she countered, scooping up the documents from the desk – and out of Eris’ reach. He watched her with something like approval gleaming in his eyes.

‘This is perfect. You can feed my father information that we agree upon and in return you can tell me his movements.’

Nesta threw back her head in laughter. ‘You Autumn Court males love a deal – and yet there is no benefit to me. It sounds as if I will risk my neck facing your father to benefit you, Eris. Why should I? Why should I do the hard work in this court for you to reap the benefits?’

‘My goodness, one night with my father and you’re already worse than him,’ he said rolling his eyes. ‘What’s your offer? What do you demand?’

‘Zasha. He’s mine.’

‘He can’t be traded out of the court.’

‘Tough,’ she said firmly. ‘No deal. And we both know, you won’t tell your father that I was in his court, all that time, under his nose, in your home. So you either take the deal or your informant is gone.’

‘Nesta Archeron, you were wasted in the Night Court. Truly.’

Eris mulled over the decision while Nesta stood firm in the same defiant stance she had taken against his father. She knew not to tell him how Beron had twisted her arm by threatening Briallyn. Eris did not need any more ammunition to use against her.

‘Ah, Nesta,’ he sighed, rubbing his face. ‘You were made for the Autumn Court.’

‘That’s not the compliment you think it is,’ she said, voice prickly.

‘Zasha is yours although I do not know how we will explain that to my father.’

Nesta smiled slightly, her hand brushed against the dog’s soft head. ‘You’re besotted with me, Eris. You will do anything to win my heart.’

‘Will I?’

‘He wants me to seduce you.’

‘Seduce me then,’ Eris purred, voice low and dangerous.

‘So you can reject me again? No. I’ve made a fool of myself once already for you. It shall not happen again.’

Eris’ lips puckered like he’d sucked on a lemon. ‘Calanmai ought to be celebrated in a few days. The Court should be prepared. And the high lord. I’ll come to view it. A test of your organisational skills.’

‘What is it?’

‘A spring festival. The magic will cause an abundance of crops for the year to come. Make sure Tamlin attends. That’s paramount.’

‘It will be done, your majesty,’ Nesta drawled. ‘Any other duty?’

‘I’ll come again in a few days to bring your belongings.’

Nesta’s heart thudded in an uneven rhythm. ‘That’s it? I can’t ever stay with you again?’

‘Do you want to? If my father finds you living at my property, Nesta, it will be both of our heads rolling,’ he said dismissively. ‘If you hear from my father, our first meeting went well. You drove me crazy – so much so that I gave you one of our hounds. Let that burden fall on my head, I suppose.’

‘We all behave like fools in love, don’t we?’

There had been a change in their relationship. For all the aspects of the male she had favoured – his intelligence and confidence – he was cold and clinical. The fire that he harnessed was only magic, he lacked passion or love. She tried not to feel too disheartened by how easily he was tossing her from his home – and that he did not care if she wanted to be in the Spring Court – but it was a sadness that made its home inside of her chest. She did not love him, but there certainly had been a spark, an easy friendship that grew between them with the hope of maybe something more.

‘Eris,’ she called, as he made to depart through the doorway. ‘You need to get your mother out of the Forest House as soon as you can.’

***

Rhys appeared on the edge of Windhaven, face tight as he watched the females train.

‘You’re making progress quickly with them,’ he said, coming to stand by Cassian’s side.

‘It would be more if they did not have so many chores to complete before they could train. Or if their wings worked,’ Cassian murmured. ‘They can’t use them like we can for balance. They’re a dead weight on their backs, Rhys.’

The high lord’s violet eyes roved over the thick scars shared by all the females gathered that tore through their tendons. They were lucky to get double figures to training most days. Today was one where Cassian’s hope wavered and he wondered if it was worth it. Only four had shown up to train in the bitter cold. They had all been grim faced and exhausted, knowing that each day the number dwindled, as females struggled to manage their heavy work-load. If it ever came to it, the males wouldn’t fight alongside them and four was not a legion.

‘The next male who clips a female, he’ll have his own wings clipped as retribution,’ Rhys said quietly. ‘For too long I’ve been patient, not wanting to push and cause disruption. They’ll never accept me as an Illyrian. They don’t accept you or Az either. There will be dissent no matter what we do. It may as well be something worthwhile that they riot over.’

Cassian stared at his friend. There had been a change in him since Eris had disclosed his treatment of Feyre under the mountain. It had left a bad taste in all their mouths. He knew that Rhys was spending more time with Feyre, romancing her, which included taking painting lessons as if trying to atone. How much of his behaviour had been swept under the rug because of their bond? It made Cassian examine his own mating bond. He had done the opposite with Nesta; he had scrutinised every movement of hers and judged it. She was not a female who could be moulded, she was a female made from steel who could cut her way through the world. And he should have admired it rather than expecting her to slot into their court nicely.

‘How have you been?’

Cassian held up a finger and issued another order to the four, examining their first couple of movements before sure they understood the exercises. ‘Fine. Eris’ soldiers will be returning to the Autumn Court in a couple of days.’

Rhys nodded. ‘It’s quiet in Velaris without you and Az.’

‘Az is terribly noisy. I thought you and Feyre would enjoy the peace. Or the empty rooms.’

Rhys chuckled. ‘When you’re done here, will you come to Velaris for the night? Lucien sent word he’d like to meet with you.’

‘Me? Why me?’ He frowned then called to the nearest female, a shopkeeper, ‘don’t extend your arm all the way. Your elbow will lock.’

The female, Emerie, nodded once then moved the wooden sword fluidly through the air as though she was cutting down an invisible assailant. Rhys bobbed his head with approval.

‘He wouldn’t say. Stay for dinner. Feyre would like to see you. And Mor. I’m off to the Hewn City in the morning.’

The flight to Velaris was filled with a silence that had taken up residence in his head. His self-imposed exile to Illyria was as much to do with his disappointment in Rhys as it was for his own benefit. He was driving himself mad with thoughts of Nesta warming Eris’ bed. It had been bad enough feeling every male she’d bedded in Velaris, but they were faceless strangers. Eris was sickening. Their meeting in the Spring Court had been a disaster. He’d tried to act indifferent, as if seeing her in that yellow dress didn’t stir the deepest longing of his heart. Cassian wished he could reverse time and start the meeting all over again. She was so beautiful and clever. He wished he’d gone to his knees for her and told her that instead of starting an argument.

He was beginning to understand her aversion to their bond. They were not Feyre and Rhys. They hadn’t had that chance to fall in love. Nesta had bewitched Cassian as a mortal. Still, he turned over the memories of meeting her in the mortal lands, when she had deceived the housekeeper and led him to her rooms. She was enchanting then – but as fae, Nesta’s beauty was deadly. Even the high lord of the Day Court had tried to charm her and she had dismissed him as if Helion was no more than a gnat buzzing around her head. The memory still made Cassian laugh. He did not know why he expected Nesta to love him when only the bond drew them together. If he wanted her love, he had to earn it.

Cassian’s feet landed heavier than usual on the gleaming streets of Velaris. Although he was tired – a winter in Illyria would do that – he landed far from the River House so that he could walk along the Sidra and listen to the water thunder by in the city he loved. It was almost the turn of spring but Illyria still gripped onto winter and the snow hadn’t shifted there. By comparison, Velaris felt warm although its citizens were still bundled up in thick coats or shawls.

The River House was upon Cassian quicker than he would have liked. He’d been lost in his own head imagining walking along the river in the summer with Nesta, of taking her to the cramped book shops that were stacked to the roof with novels, of dining outdoors as the sun caught in her hair. Why didn’t he check on her after the war? Why hadn’t he swallowed his damn pride and realised her anger was a defence that she’d practised for years to protect herself? He ought to have tried to be her friend first rather than expecting them to fall in love after a few heated spats at the dining table.

Feyre flew into his arms when she pulled back the door. He’d needed that physical touch having been starved of it in Illyria. He hadn’t dared to touch the females during training to adjust their positions let alone anything more. In fact, since Nesta had blazed into his life, the only pleasure he’d gained was from his hand.

She beamed at him. ‘Hello stranger.’

‘High lady,’ he said, sketching a mocking bow. ‘Is Lucien here?’

‘Straight to the point, general,’ she teased. ‘Yes. In the drawing room.’

Cassian had not been able to prepare himself fully for what Lucien might want to discuss. His brain had jumped to conclusions, analysed every one and every possible outcome. Half of him expected it to be that Eris and Nesta were engaged. As he walked the long corridor towards the drawing room, he realised he should have warned Rhys or Feyre that if that was the case, he’d likely demolish their home with his anguish.

As he entered the exquisitely decorated room that contained plush couches and armchairs able to fit a pair of wings in, Lucien turned from the window to greet him. His face wasn’t grim – that was surely a positive. Red hair streamed down his back, longer than Cassian had seen it before, and contrasted with the leaf-green jacket he wore.

The pair settled in adjacent arm chairs. It was odd to be alone with the male, Cassian realised, having always believed the Vanserras to be enemies. If Lucien felt the same, he did well not to show it. The male crossed a boot over the other and rested them on a footstool while he leant back in the chair.

‘I went to the Spring Court a few days ago with Azriel and again this morning alone. There was an incident with my father,’ he explained, speaking in a too casual tone. ‘Nesta wouldn’t say much and asked Azriel not to tell you. But the ways of the fae still linger, and she didn’t specifically tell me not to tell you.’

‘Did Beron hurt her?’ Cassian’s voice teetered on the edge.

‘No. She held her own. She’s moved to the Spring Court now. Eris, I think, is worried she’d have the same fate as Jesminda if she stayed with him.’ Lucien turned his face to stare at the window, to avoid Cassian’s eyes. ‘However, Nesta, I believe, is falling victim to one of Eris’ little tricks. He’s pushing her away because he’s scared of my father. I stopped by the Spring Court and she’s ploughing ahead with organising Calanmai. I asked if she understood what the Fire Night involved and she believes Tamlin will be overcome with magic which the year’s crops depend upon.’ Lucien shifted in the chair, a slight smirk returned to his features. ‘It is true. Eris has not fed her a lie. But he’s also omitted the truth.’

‘It’s not an event we celebrate in Illyria.’

Lucien slowly nodded to show he knew as much. ‘Tamlin will bed a female. That’s the Rite. Others will also take each other afterwards near the grove. But generally, he will seek out the strongest female in the vicinity.’

‘Oh.’

‘I asked if she’d be attending and she snapped at me asking why wouldn’t she attend,’ Lucien said with a short laugh. ‘I don’t believe she understands it and I quite like my balls where they are, so I’ll leave that duty to you.’

‘She’ll nail mine to the wall if I turn up,’ Cassian said curtly.

Lucien’s russet eye met Cassian’s. Those Archeron sisters were tempestuous yet irresistible. It was why Lucien had come to him, he knew the same strain on the bond as Cassian, knew that instinct to protect his mate.

‘Eris saves his own skin. His own life is most important to him,’ explained Lucien. ‘Even if there was something between them, if it suited Eris – if he could benefit in some way - he’d let it happen.’

Cassian tried to summon his indifference again, but when it came to Nesta he was full of passion. ‘Perhaps she wants to bed the high lord.’

‘Not likely. She speaks to Tamlin like he’s a dog. But she is good for the Spring Court. She’s ruling with a rod of iron, but it’s helping him – and the citizens return to normal. To be honest, I’m more worried Tam will seek her for the Rite and she’ll set him on fire if he tries it.’

Cassian laughed – and for the first time in a long time, it was genuine. That was the Nesta he knew.

‘What would happen if he did die? Who would the magic pass to?’

‘At this rate? Her.’

From the other side of the door, Feyre’s voice sounded. It was muffled slightly, but the quiet reply was unmistakably Elain’s voice. Lucien stilled, his head turned as if listening to his favourite melody. When their voices faded, his shoulders sagged slightly. Whilst Cassian had battled with Nesta, they had shared a little tenderness; he could not imagine how it was for Lucien to be constantly ignored by his mate. If Elain even glanced at him, it was a victory for the red-haired male.

‘How do you do it? How do you have such patience?’

‘Because when she’s ready, I’ll love her for the rest of my life.’

They chatted a while longer in the private drawing room. Lucien had not managed to persuade Azriel to come for dinner; that male was stubborn in a way Cassian had never known on another. If Azriel was committed to something, he could never be swayed. He missed his brother. It was the longest they’d ever been apart.

Feyre’s head popped in, smiling brightly. ‘Nuala and Cerridwen have cooked enough for a small army – I told them you’d be coming, Cass – so you need to come and eat or their hours of work will be wasted.’

‘You’ve twisted my arm,’ Cassian replied, draping an arm around his high lady’s shoulders as they walked into the dining room.

Feyre and Rhys sat together, giggling and murmuring to each other like teenagers who were head over heels in love. Lucien had taken a seat beside Mor, allowing Elain space – endless space was what he’d given her. But at one point, Elain had asked him to pass the parsnips and her hand has brushed against Lucien’s fingertips. Their eyes had met briefly. Mor caught Cassian’s own eye and grinned at the purity of their exchange. He wished Azriel was there with them. Nesta too. Wished he had Nesta on one side and Azriel on the other. Wished Mor would be honest with Azriel so the pair of them could finally move on from their stalemate and find the happiness they both deserved – with whoever they chose.

[nerdy-simp-7120]

hi! if you're comfortable writing this, could i ask for a scenario? this has been in the back of my head for a while.

what would be the reaction of the brothers + dateables of watching mc play resident evil in the dimitrescu castle? who would be down bad the most

thank you! feel free to ignore this if you don't want to write this ofc

I love this ask (stan tall vampire lady). The only thing is that I accidentally turned it into a “how they feel about the game.” I managed to add in some parts with MC playing as well to make up for it

Update: I literally finished the request yesterday but my wifi went down and I lost everything  😩 😩

I also wrote this in the middle of the night so sorry if there are any errors! Enjoy!

Warnings: cursing.

How the OM! characters would react to you playing Resident Evil (Dimitrescu Castle edition)

Lucifer

Will not care at first

"I hold no interest in such trivial simulations."

His weakness? Being a simp for you.

He decides to look into the game a bit more in private later on.

Will lowkey practice the game

If you ever catch him playing it, do not say anything because he will stop immediately, deny everything, and might not ever do it again

With time, however, Lucifer will come to master the game.

Here comes the showing off.

When you're rambling about the game with Levi, Lucifer will join the conversation and you two will be like "wow, boomer knows something for once--"

Or when you're struggling on a part of the game he will be like, "hand it over"

Before expertly getting through that part.

Can defeat Lady Dimitrescu if you ask him to but be careful cause he might make you beg

sadistic bastard

or you can be a badass and show him your skills

Will be a tad shocked at how easily you handled it but won't let it show (okay Elsa)

Also proud though

Lucifer's internal monologue: “That’s right- show them how it’s done, Y/n.”

Mammon

Scared.

Will watch you play and cover his eyes during every battle

"wHAT IS THAT?!" at everything you come across

I hope you're good at playing one-handed because you'll have to use the other hand to hold his throughout the entire thing

Admires you're bravery but would never admit it

"You were horrible! ...N-nice job beating the game, not that I c-care or anything. You sucked anyways!"

Not even 10 seconds later...

"Can I watch you play again?"

Comes to find that the faces you make are adorable: when you're concentrating on a battle, when you win, find a valuable item, etc

He loves being able to see how you're feeling up close.

If you catch him staring when you take a break or something he'll blush and either ask you if you have a staring problem or that you have something on your face

He may or may not buy cheap merch (a tiny key chain of Lady Dimitrescu or your favorite character) for you, all the while spewing lame excuses

Please bear with him- he's trying.

Leviathan

"YOU ALSO LIKE RESIDENT DEVIL?!?? Ah! I-I mean..."

Congrats, you just found yourself someone to discuss the game with

Is open to cosplay the characters with you

You two will have competitions to see who can beat the game faster.

You both also share theories with each other all the time

Or simply discuss the characters together

He purposefully stays quiet to hear you ramble on and on- dude finds it adorable

You two also sometimes argue debate over a character name or event in the game

Because while you have Resident Evil

He only knows Resident Devil

This is the equivalent of Devilgram and Instagram

I mean

They’re the same,

But a couple things were altered, y’know, to prevent copyright

So yes, there are definitely a few quarrels here and there

But all in all, it’s a fun gamer bud experience

Don’t tell him I told you but he thinks it’s hot when you show off your badass skills in a boss fight

Satan

He plays it on the lowkey.

Not because he’s embarrassed

But because he partially takes his anger out on the characters

During gory scenes, he imagines it’s him torturing Lucifer, fueling his determination to win

A calculated person, Satan is a smart player

But there are times when he’s particularly angry and he becomes a reckless one, jumping into fights impetuously

This is where you come in and beat the enemy for him

He may get angrier, thinking you are underestimating him

But, for the sake of the person he loves, he calms down knowing you didn’t mean to offend him

A small part in the back of his head also admires you for being able to handle the fight a ton better than he did

Congratulations, you just earned yourself the great Satan’s respect (resident evil-wise).

Asmodeus

“Oh my, I never knew you were into such gory games! Does this mean you’re into blood play, because I know many things about--”

He may look carefree on the outside

But on the inside?

Let’s take a look, shall we?

Holy shit

What the fu--

Jesus christ, can you pull a move like that in real life?

He needs to be careful to not piss you off.

If you can handle this, who knows what you could be capable of?

Hold on.

Wait, you look so concentrated

Eeep! How cute!

Anyways, it ends with him snapping a bunch of pictures 

Keeps them for himself and may brag to his brothers about how he got some “special” shots of you

Obviously never elaborates on what the special part means to keep his dear siblings on edge because, what the hell, they want to know what these special shots are

Would not play the game because there’s “tOo MuCh BlOoDsHeD”

We all know he’s most likely seen his fair share of bloodshed

“What if the adrenaline gives me acne?”

He’s probably just bad at the game--

Verdict: Asmo is a simp and not afraid to flaunt it.

Beel

...Are you okay?

Do you think about homicide--?

Oh, that lady looks nice.

Huh, she’s 9′6″??

What’s her name? Lady Dimitrescu?

Okay-- WAIT WHY IS SHE TURNING INTO THAT??

Not scared, just a tad bit concerned 

Poor Beel, concerned for Lady D :’)

Also, seeing the death’s of Bela, Daniela, and Cassandra hit different

Because he know what it’s like to lose a sibling.

Safe to say he understands Alcina’s pain when she raged about her children being dead.

Also concerned about how the gore could affect you

Because isn’t stuff like this supposed to traumatize humans?

Would support you regardless though

And thinks that you’re really brave for playing the game and still being able to stand strong

On another note, Beel decided to make small flower graves for the three sisters and Alcina because he’s adorable and kind like that

Belphegor

Likes the game but is too lazy to play himself

Regularly watches Satan play (or at least as much as he can before deciding it’s nap time)

I hope you enjoy Belphie using you as a body pillow and watching you play from now on 

Makes small comments here and there to help you out

“To your left... Oh, and open the window- yeah, that one.”

Will smirk, impressed, when you deal with the fights and win yourself without his comments.

“That’s my Y/n”

(Sorry I don’t know what else to put for him :’))

Diavolo

“Is this a human trend?” meme

Will watch excitedly and “oooo” whenever you do something cool

Be careful though, because the questions will not stop as you play

“What’s that? I see. What’s it for? How do you win the game? Who’s that character? Why can’t you do this? What about--?”

Diavolo, you’re awesome and all, but please

shush

On the inside, is also one that might be a tad concerned about your mental health because doesn’t that gore traumatize humans?

Wait, you do this for entertainment?

...

Another warning: he will shower you in merchandise from the game

I am not above the fact that this man has a game room 

And he will try to master the game

Casually pushes all his paperwork over to Lucifer so he can play Resident Evil

RIP Luci

Unfortunately, Diavolo will have trouble grasping the game and how it works

You will have to explain many things to him

Good luck- he’s a bit of a boomer (but willing to learn) and may or may not get distracted staring at you

But anyways, he enjoys engaging in the competitions you and Levi have

Whether it be playing as well or simply watching

He just loves to see you happy

Barbatos

Oh my, what’s this?

Will watch you play

and constantly criticize how filthy the Dimitrescu castle is

“Do they have any idea how many rats this can attract?”

Barbatos, your weakness is showing.

Seeing you so happy while playing the game helps him relax from his daily troubles tasks

He rewards you with a pat on the head any time you beat a foe

When Diavolo goes over to the HoL or when you come over to play in he silently cheers you on in the background.

Solomon

Yuh

Is educated on the game and knows his shit as the only other human 

Maybe knows a bit too much of the game

You will later come to find out that, somewhere in his mass tangle of shady connections, he knows a developer

Might give you tips and tricks to get on higher levels

But never, and I mean never, challenge him like you would with Levi to see who can beat the game faster

Because he will beat you by a seconds on purpose, just to piss you of

all the while doing that dark, shady chuckle

Asshole

But anyways, if you manage to finesse and beat him, he will be 

So confused

“I thought I did it all right, what went wrong...?” he thinks to himself.

On the outside, however, he’s smiling

Will hand over some praise to his little apprentice, but if you look carefully you will see a spark of annoyance

We get it Solomon, you’re a sore loser.

In the end, he will still leave somewhat impressed at your skillz

Simeon

w h a t

Is a little scared

“Is this one of them video games you kids play nowadays...? Just kidding. What are you playing-- oh my”

Might try to figure out how to play

But alas, 

Simeon is yet another boomer

So he will have quite some trouble even figuring out how to move

And why does he hold the controller like that what

If you’ve seen that one picture of him holding his phone sideways you know what I mean

On another note, if you look through his poem book, then you may or may not find a few poems describing how amazing and badass you looked hustling the entire game

Luke

about to bomb this master hill

No literally is considering bombing the computer or whatever you’re playing on because wHAT IS THAT

He is just

So 

So 

Scared

This will give him nightmares for weeks

Apparently Alcina reminds him of Lucifer so he kinda

Hates her

Says he will protect you

--as he runs out of the room in fear

Irrelevant but the one he hates the most is fetus baby

Michael have mercy on this poor boy--