#i mean c'mon! this is basically them :V

[spoopy-sloth]

I saw the illustration below and had to redraw it but with Galolio. It exudes their energy.

[corvidcrossbow]

~•♡•~ Intruders

➳ Summary: Getting moments to yourselves is hard when you have pets (Daryl x Fem!Reader)

➳ Setting: Alexandria, anytime during 6 year timeskip or after

➳ Word count: 1.6k

➳ C/W: Half-assed oral (f!receiving) & p in v

➳ A/N: I just wanted regular casual sex smut (I'm lazy) (By lazy I mean I have like 40 drafts but I'm so busy for the next two weeks I'm going crazy) (I had to take a picture of my own damn socks for this ☠️)

Daryl's hands dragged roughly over your clothed waist, you giggling some against his lips then cheek as he hastily stumbled down the hall with you towards your bedroom, kisses moving down to your jawline as his groping descended to your ass.

“God, sunshine… yer so damn sexy,” He mused, shoving open the door and hitting his heel back against it in an attempt to get it to shut, too focused on peeling your shirt away to take note of any success: closely followed by his own. “Make me need ya so bad.”

Just as he pushed you down, landing you on your back with your legs dangling over the edge of the mattress, a brown blur bounded into the room and up onto the bed.

“Nah-, Dog-.. stop tha’!” Daryl grunted, waving his hand while the shepherd was basically stepping all over you, excitedly wagging his tail and mouth hanging open as he tried to lick your face.

“Hey buddyyy,” You purred, bringing hands to both sides of his head and rapidly scratching the fluffy fur beneath his ears, forcing him back a little so he wasn't directly in your space.

“Don’ indulge him. Want ‘em outta ‘ere!”

“You didn't close the door.” You couldn't hide your playful grin as you sat up, ruffling the dog's scruff and laughing as Daryl scoffed, clapping his hands to try and redirect Dog’s focus from you.

“I tried. Now c'mon … Dog, c'mon. Out.” He patted his back a couple times, earning a look and light cocking of his head. The man raised his eyebrows, snapping his fingers and aggressively pointing towards the exit. “Out.”

Dog turned, nearly hitting you in the face with his tail and jumping from the bed, trotting out of the room as Daryl immediately shut the door behind him. He spun back on his heels, undoing his belt as he'd been intending to before and dropping his jeans to pool on the floor.

He loomed over you, finding your lips in another kiss as he worked the button on yours and helped you wriggle out, hoisting you up the bed so your head rested on the pillows. “See? Got fur all over yer tits. Gon’ have'ah hairball lickin’ it all away.”

“I dunno, maybe you'll be a hot dry-heaver, archin’ yer back ‘n all.”

“Shuddup.” He shook his head, pressing a wet kiss to your neck that cut off your taunting giggle by drawing out a moan. His palms smoothed up the curves of your figure, reaching under and undoing the clasp of your bra before tossing it aside.

“M'tha only one who should be all over these like tha,” Daryl murmured, cupping both breasts and smothering his face between them before taking one of your nipples into his mouth and rolling the other between calloused fingertips.

“Mmm, mhm? They all yours Dixon?” You trilled, to which he gave an affirming grunt and sucked a bit harder, sliding a hand down under the hem of your panties and beginning to circle your clit.

As he was starting to set his rhythm, there was an odd scratching at the door and the sound of metal clicking, before it burst open and Dog came running right back into the room, shoving his maw into Daryl's face and driving him back as he tried to pounce on him.

“How tha hell ya-? Dog, stop.”

You were snickering at this point, propping up on your elbows to watch, Daryl leaning up and straddling you as he tried to ward the canine off. “Did you lock the door?”

He bowed his head a little, failing at obscuring his embarrassment with his hair. “Thought I did…. He'sa dog anyway! Shouldn't be openin’ damn doors..”

“He's a smart dog, baby. Don't know whatcha expect from him.”

“I expect him tah not break in ‘ere like ‘es rabid or sum'thin’,” He huffed, slouching for a moment in defeat before grabbing the dog and gently pushing him off the bed, a little harder when he resisted. “Dog. S'aint gon kill ya tah be outta tha room fer thirty minutes.”

“That's cause he knows ‘thirty minutes’ turns into two hours.” Daryl gave you a look, and you traded back an innocent but knowing smile. He begrudgingly swung his leg to have them on one side, sliding off the bed and forcing Dog with him: placing hands on either side of his chest and literally walking him out of the room, once again closing the door, and putting emphasis on the little ‘clink’ when he set the lock.

He let out an exasperated sigh, resuming his position but skipping ahead on his ministrations, having grown impatient. He hooked fingers around the band of your panties, groaning a little at the way you wiggled while he brought them down, flirtatiously biting your lip and covering your breasts.

“Don’ be actin’ like'ah tease.” He parted your legs, hands feeling over your hips and thighs while he lowered his head and drew a slow lick up your center to spread your folds, openly moaning at the taste.

“Fine. Only now cause Dog's been doin’ it for me,” You chuckled, and the archer just narrowed his brows, grasping harder at your flesh as he traced circles around your clit before lapping again and sucking it into his mouth.

“Ya always so fuckin’ wet for me, always gon’ love tha’,” Daryl hummed, tugging you flush against his mouth and delving into your enterace for a quick moment with the thrust of his tongue. Your fingers wove through the roots of his locks, and his eyes flicked up to meet yours. “You gon’ tell me how good it feels tah have me eat'cher perfect pussy?”

You opened to respond, but were interrupted by an obnoxiously loud whimper outside the door, left saying his name for the wrong reason: “Dar…”

“I know, jus’ ignore it,” He said, voice muffled against you, trying to hone both your attentions only on the feeling of his tongue working your core. But the malinois grew noisier, scratching at the hardwood floor and struggling to shove his nose beneath the small gap in the doorframe.

“Daryl.”

He groaned deeply, placing another kiss to your cunt before releasing his hold and unwinding his arms, going to deal with it. “Ts'aint tha kinda whinin’ I wanna be hearin’.”

Turning the handle just slightly to shoo him, Dog barged right back in again, leaped onto the bed again, and just twirled around with a clueless grin to look back at Daryl, confused with how displeased he appeared. He took steps towards the shepherd, hands out, and Dog growled just a little when he moved to rid you of him.

“Ay! Ts'ma woman! Not yers. Get tha hell outta here ‘nd quit buggin’ me,” The man snapped, Dog completely unphased as if the frustration in his tone didn't resonate at all. Daryl gave up and grumbled something under his breath, going to the top drawer of your shared dresser and retrieving a pair of his socks.

He dangled it in the air, the pup immediately locking in on it like he was hypnotized. He barked once, excitedly following as Daryl walked down the hall and threw the bundle down the stairs, which was essentially throwing them into the pits of Hell. Far too many pairs of his socks had met grim fates when Dog would steal them from the laundry, either of you finding him later surrounded by shreds of fabric. But the sacrifice was necessary.

“Lemme have sum damn privacy when Ah'm with yer ma!” He shouted down the steps as that brown flash scurried to descend them. He scoffed again and how simply Dog'd abandoned his efforts, then returned to you, closing the door and locking it once more.

“You finally get him gone?” You taunted as Daryl discarded his boxers and settled over top of you and between your legs once more, silencing your amused remarks as his mouth found yours. You latched your arms around his neck, bringing him close to deepen the kiss as he slicked the tip of his near weeping cock between your folds, edged by all the disturbances.

He waited for a few seconds, like he expected something more, then thrusted into you, head falling to your chest with a pleasure-filled exhale. He maintained the stillness, another beat passing.

“Jus’ go, angel. He's distracted,” You reassured him with a kiss to his hairline, and slowly he pulled back before rocking in again. Daryl kept a steady hand on your hip, the other propping him up by your shoulder as he began to relax, garnering speed and listening to every filthy noise your bodies made when you connected, his grunts reverberating against your collarbone.

“That's the kinda gruntin’ I wanna be hearin’.” Daryl chucked at your comment, palm leaving your curve so the pad of his thumb could press against your clit, massaging it in pace with his movements and drawing out a whine from you.

He threw his head back to clear the strands of hair from his face, looking down to watch you for a moment; watch himself disappear in and out of your walls then came near again. “Shit, ya feel so fuckin’ good…”

But then another something hopped onto the opposite side of the bed, much lighter and more sophisticated. Door was still shut, still locked.

“Sweetheart… you forgot the cat.”

Daryl didn't even glance back, rolling his eyes and muttering another curse. “Ion even care anymore.” And he just found you in another kiss.

©corvidcrossbow 2024. I do not give permission for my works to be copied, modified or adapted to other platforms. My work may be translated only if asked and with proof of given consent.

[vivwritesfics]

Bradley's Birthday

Bradley Bradshaw's birthday. The big forty. He doesn't care for celebrating. But she's there. She makes it all better. (Basically just Bradley birthday sex)

Warnings: smut, oral (male receiving), p in v

Unlike most people (actually, just women in their forties. His age now), Bradley Bradshaw did not care for his birthday.

He didn't care to celebrate it, didn't care to have his friends there, drinking his alcohol stocks dry and making a mess of his space. He didn't want them there, shouting happy birthday and making a mess with a cake he didn't want.

He just wanted to be at home, with his girl, lazing the day away. Not some big party. Just her.

Waking up with her was the first present. His eyes opened for just a second and he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer. His moustached lips touched the back of her neck and she let out a content sigh.

"Happy birthday, Roo," she whispered, lacing her fingers through his own.

He grumbled something unintelligible and kissed her neck again. "Not yet," he said and squeezed her tighter.

She released a laugh and tried to turn in her arms. "Not yet? What do you mean, not yet?" She asked and his forehead met her own.

Ah, she got it. She understood. "Happy birthday, Rooster," she said and leaned forward to kiss him.

Bradley pushed against her, rolled her onto her back and climbed on top of her. "What do I get?" He asked as he hovered just above her, lips almost touching her own. "Y'know, since it's my birthday."

Her hands moved through his hair, turning it into a bit of a mess. But it looked so good as a mess. "I think I got you a walking stick," she said.

Bradley sat up. With her arms wrapped around his neck, she moved with him, allowing herself to be pulled up into a sitting position. "You better be joking," he said, unable too hide his grin beneath his moustache.

She leaned forward and pecked his lips. "No, Bradley. I didn't get you a walking stick, I swear," she said and shuffled around, making herself comfortable on his lap.

His hands settled on her hips, squeezing, holding her there. "What did you get me, then?"

She pulled off her shirt, throwing it into the corner of the room. "Fuck yes," Bradley said and dove in.

Lips against hers, Bradley wrapped his arms around her back, keeping her close. He laid her down, kissing down her neck, towards her chest. Desperately her hands pulled at his shirt. "C'mon, old man," she mumbled between desperate noises. "Get naked already."

His lips nipped at her skin. "Stop," he said, and she dropped her hands.

But still, he sat back and pulled his shirt over his head. A satisfied hum let her lips as her hand reached up to feel the muscles of his back. "That better?" He asked, eyebrows raised and smile fond.

"Much," she hummed, legs wrapping around him. Her feet dug into the back of his low hanging pyjamas, slipping them down over his ass.

He kissed down her stomach, his own hands gripping the waistband of her underwear.

"Nope," she said suddenly.

Resting his chin on her stomach, Bradley looked at her. "You don't want me to eat you out?"

Something in the way he said it almost had her saying a desperate yes. But it was his birthday. And, on his birthday, he got his dick sucked.

She wriggled out from beneath him and slipped to the floor. She patted the edge of the bed and Bradley sat there, the waistband of his pyjamas around his thighs. She gripped them and pulled them down, leaving him in nothing.

Her hands looks so small on this thick, muscled thighs. He swallowed as she wrapped her fingers around him.

It wasn't often she gave Bradley a blow job. He was a lover of oral pleasure, sure. But he preferred giving to receiving.

Being in her warm and wet mouth was like heaven. There was little that was better (well, Bradley could think of one thing better) than her mouth moving along his cock.

His head was thrown back, eyes shut, hand resting on the back of her head. He didn't move her, just resting his hand on the back of her head. "Fuck, I love you," he stuttered out as her tongue swirled around him.

His hips bucked up. Tears sprung to her eyes and her throat constricted around him, but he didn't pull away, not until he spilled down her throat.

"C'mere," he said as he grabbed her and pulled her up. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and pushed her underwear down. "Best birthday present ever, pretty girl," he said and pulled her into his lap.

"'s not over yet, Roo," she mumbled as her fingers played with the hair on the nape of his neck.

In one hand, she held his dick, holding him still as she sank down onto him. He tried to moan, but she held his cheeks and pulled him in for a kiss.

The stretch of Bradley Bradshaw inside of her was unlike any other feeling. Her head hit his shoulder as she began to ride him. Hips rolling, lifting herself up and lowering herself down again.

"Rooster," she moaned, eyes screwing shut. As she rode him, he failed to keep his composure, elbows hitting the bed as he fell back.

And oof left her lips as she fell on top of him. But she never faltered, not until she was close to tipping over the edge.

Bradley grabbed a hold of her ass, keeping her moving on top of him. Soon he was in completely in control, the only one keeping them both going. "I got you," he whispered, lips against her head.

She came around him. That coil tightened and then snapped, leaving her spasming around him. Bradley kept moving, but gently now. His thrusts were sloppy, kinder to her exhausted body.

And then he came, spilling inside of her. His breath left his lips in short puffs and he took a moment to compose himself before he lifted her off and laid her down sbesuee him.

Immediately, she touched his chest. "I got you a cake," she said and moved to get up.

But Bradley wrapped his arms around her, holding her still. "Later," he said and kissed her all over. "That was the best birthday sex ever."

A scoff left her lips. "Just wait until my birthday."

[jester-dragons-aus]

Ah fuck I've done it again

Amalgam AI AU

I've seen some AUs about the humans being AI instead of Caine and I thought that might be the simplest way to get this monstrosity to happen with a massive glitch without abstraction playing a part.

I think I just really like horror AUs and doing stuff like that is just so fun so I made another one with a better title than "Horror House" cuz c'mon what the hell does that mean lol

The only characters I don't have designed currently are Zooble, Caine, and Bubble but I'll add them soon. Caine will be a human, Bubble could be something to help him out and what not.

Inspired by AUs like Sm-baby's and The Horror Circus AU, but like, different ofc.

Think this: the game wasn't originally supposed to be a horror game, just a game you go through for fun. Like Undertale, I guess? But not quite

[WARNINGS: LOTS OF EYES/ARACHNID IMAGERY, BODY HORROR, EYESTRAIN]

So first and foremost, I think people would wanna see Pomni, though Jax was the first to be designed.

Pomni is supposed to be some sort of anti-virus or some sort of protecting thing. Supposed to fix bugs and glitches and prevent viruses from getting into the game. Like a firewall, I guess? I tried to make her look like "right/wrong" esc thing. She was the last to be designed and it was like 1 am when I designed her. I had no clue what to do with her, I'll be completely honest.

Story wise, she'd be trying to find a way to undo this massive glitch and get the game back to normal before she can even rest. Once Caine pops up to try and fix the game from inside, as a dev himself, she does her best to protect him and help him fix the game.

No there is no shipping in this AU, they're just helping each other basically survive. They might become friends over time but nothing more. :V

Next up: Ragatha and Gangle! I actually really like Gangle's design but Ragatha definitely needs a few tweaks I think.

Ragatha, before this massive glitch, would have been an NPC that would help a player out at the start but end up getting lost after a certain point, like a tutorial. She was the most caring character in the game before everything went down.

Gangle used to be someone who ran a little theatre thing in the game, as I've seen from other AUs and took inspiration from, but she's usually nice no matter what mask she has on. More arms means she can help more people at once, right? Game mechanics wise she was like a little shop keeper for costumes if they're needed and she can help with newer mechanics on stage if something new is added. Friendly NPC, you know? Love her design, too!

Now for the first two to be designed, Jax and Kinger!!

So Jax was like a reoccurring villain, I guess. Always trying to make the player quit the game or just scare the shit out of them, despite him not being very scary himself. He's more played off to be a joke character, if I'm honest, always failing with his antics and what not. It's part of the code! I actually like his design, small lil paws and just so shapey over all.

Kinger was like a final boss, I guess? The scariest of all of them at that time. He was a king, ruling over his pawns and such, all of which were also bug themed! I love making Kinger bug related it's so fun. He's a big softie in reality but hits like a train if you ever went against him. He had terrible vision despite all of his eyes and was very slow despite the amount of legs.

Now for what everyone has been waiting for.

The reason for the AU title.

The MASSIVE glitch that caused everything to go downhill.

The Amalgam.

I still think it needs a few tweaks here and there but this is one of four concepts I've had for it.

One time all four of these characters were together, which was relatively rare but possible, a glitch happened in the game. Pomni doesn't know where it started from and none of the game devs understand how it happened, but it did. Some devs think there's a hacker. A massive glitch pulled those four characters together into one terrifying being, always hostile and destructive. All the code of the characters were merged into this thing and somewhat scrambled. The game has now been broken to where once you're in, you can't escape until it's fixed, yet no one knows it, which is why Caine went in.

So much has happened and it's still being fixed, but a hostile blob of characters constantly attacking whenever it's near? It will be hard to fix.

It seems to be guarding something.

Concepts for the amalgam:

You can see in the first one I was going to put Zooble there but I still need a good design for Zooble. Let's see what they'll be.

[daddyslittlegirlofsammy]

In defense of the older Gallagher's.

Now that i finish the show i need to talk about these babies because in 2 months of watching the show i have seem a lot of criticism around especially Fiona and Lip so sit down and get comfy cause is a long post.

Let's start with the older Gallagher - Fiona being the oldest had to be the one to look after all the kids even if Frank and Monica weren't the way they were because now in my family was never like this but in all the american show's i've had watch it seems like the older kids take care of the youngers and i'm not saying is wrong but she literally raise the younger kids that includes Lip and Ian at one point, in the 3th season when she is trying to adopt the kids she said that Frank left her, Lip, and Ian alone in the cold at night and Ian was burning up with fever if it wasn't for her fast thinking of going to a hospital he could be dead, one thing that i read quite a lot when people say they don't like her is how careless she was and how she threw everything away and didn't care about anything like in this scene

but what people seem's to forget is that she never had a happy childhood or play with dolls and such i mean c'mon her dolls were her brothers or got to be a teeneger that get to make mistakes and get away of it, she got out of school so she presumably didn't get to make friends aside from V who from what google say she is supposed to be mid-to-late 20s so not that close in age, one of the only times we see her having a bit of fun all by herself without the kids is in the 1th season when she goes with V to a club and even that gets interrupted because of something i don't really remember, yes she is not an angel, she made mistakes like leaving coke on the table, Liam finding it and almost dying from it my heart sank watching that scene, so in over all i know she is not an angel but i can't for the life of me judge Fiona for going crazy at the end of her run, she just want to have some of the fun she didn't get as a teeneger, i have read people saying that she should had take Liam with her when she got out of the house and honestly speaking she shouldn't, because she raised all those children, she shouldn't take not even one of them, she deserved them but they didn't deserve her (Carl deserve her, he was the only one that understood her sacrifices).

Now let's go to the reason why i start to watch the show (saw Jeremy on the bear and could't get enough of him) - Lip, when you first start to watch the show one of the first things you learn about him is that he is the smartest Gallagher out of the family in Frank's words: Lip, smart as a whip, straight A’s and the honor roll, boy’s definitely going somewhere, even his dad who is not the smartest in the show know's that Lip is a smart guy and want (in his own way) his son to go somewhere into the world and because the apple doesn't fall far from the tree he even though doesn't like to admit he just like Frank when it came to alcohol, i feel like he didn't drink as heavy as Frank but he did drink so and i don't like to say it so much so that he went to the AA, but i think his "downfall" was going university even tho he is smart, because there was no Fiona to "control" him in a way of like "don't drink, you know our genes", he was basically on his own to do whatever he wanted like in this scene

he got to be the teeneger Fiona didn't got to be, to have a little bit of freedom from his family, when Liam almost died even though he had school, was working at shcool, he took Liam with him so Liam wouldn't be with Fiona because he didn't trust in her, you see him doing homework on the train with Liam in his lap sleeping, but he is not an angel oh no no my friends, he completely dropped out of college not just because of his family that needed him around the house but I blame a lot on that teacher of his, both wanted good things for each other but both were drunk but Lip wanted help, Youens on the other hand didn't even considered, he also treesome relationship with another teacher and her husband, in the show he is the one that get all the girls from the very first episode, Karen, Mandy and so on, having lots of pregnancy scares on the way and every one of those pregnancy you can see he is so ready to be a dad even tho the babies are usually not his but he is so ready to tackled the parenthood that he doesn't mind, once the girl says is his he is there from the start to finish, he love those babies, he want the babies because is he's, not Fiona's, not Ian's Debbie's Carl's or Liam's but his and his only, i feel like he wanted the stability of a "normal" family, like a mom and dad that work and don't drink they're faces off, a sister and maybe a brother but instead he is stuck with the Gallagher's which is not bad per se but just not what he really need's, i feel like if he had the right type of support both mentally but especially emotional he would have gone extremely far in life.

Now the youngest of the three - Ian, when you first met Ian he is what i like to call the forgotten child like my brother who is the middle child and it is usually forgotten because he is the quite one so quite that we forgot his birthday this year but that is because he is the quite one and so is Ian, he get the chance to keep the things that he dosen't want to share to himself, one of the things i found very astonishing is that in the first season alone you already knows that he is gay, having a case with the guy he works for, who is older than him and he has crush on Mickey, that is quite a lot for a 2011 show, when he goes to live the Milkovich's and i feel like is mostly duo of the situation in which they live (dark house, always dirty) his bipolarity breaks and Mickey not knowing what to do goes to the Gallagher house calling for Lip

not getting Lip he take Debbie and Carl and as soon as they see Ian they know what it is because they have see the same behavior on Monica so much so that Debbie immediately go "Yeah he is bipolar", Mickey on the other hand and i feel this is largely because of the way he was brought up he is in shock like "how could Ian be like this when his family is so "normal"?" more normal than his family that is but he ultimately decide to just accept as part of the person he loves, Ian on the other hand doesn't because he want's to go to the militry and by a quick google search it reads - "Current mood disorders, such as major depression, bipolar disorder, or depressive disorder not otherwise specified, are disqualifying." so for him when he is hospitalized for his bipolar and because he stole Mickey's baby the army career is ruined, after his hospitalization when Monica pick's him up and he goes home, he finish's his relationship with Mickey going so far as to say "You can't change it, you can't fix me, 'cause I'm not broken, I don't need to be fixed, okay? I'm me!" i feel like is because he was is scare to be like Monica and "ruin" Mickey's life, but Mickey on the other hand say's "It means thick and thin, good times, bad, sickness, health, all that shit." which implies that Mickey doesn't care that Ian stole his baby or is bipolar he just want to be with his Ian and that what matter's to him, but he like his brothers is not an angel like c'mon he stole his brother's id to get into the army, stole a baby as previously stated, he almost went to mexico Mickey and at one point work at a club as a dancer but between all three of them i feel like he is most "normal" went to work at an ambulance station besides his bipolar diagnosis and was extremely happy, had longer relationships that Fiona and Lip, was gay Jesus at one point which i found funny and when to prison because of it, they all have they're faulds but that's what makes Shameless Shameless you know?

I don't really know how to finish this analysis(bc i never done one) but I loved show with all the love in my heart and its characters so much also if you read this until here i love you too<3<3

[hazbinextgeneration]

Housed Hearts Ch3 Job Opportunities

(Art is mine. Heim belongs to Mortisfox. What Rose does to help Heim with his lawn is described in the video linked below.

m.youtube.com/watch?v=FJYDXC9x8z4&pp=ygUXZ3Jvd2luZyBncmFzcyBmcm9tIHNlZWQ=)

-THIS SPANS OVER A COURSE OF A FEW WEEKS OR MONTHS-

The apartment she temporarily was moved in was quite nice even if most of her belongings were still going to be in boxes stacked around everywhere until she was located and given a house. She had all the basics she needed anyways. It was only a matter of time until she would be given a full house anyways. The very next day she was back to work as usual taking one of the many greyhorse buses until she got to that greenhouse in town. It was always so calming being around so many plants and taking care of something. They were her babies in a way. She was always watering them, giving them the highest quality fertilizer and plant food money could buy, and trimming away any dead leaves or stems. Only the best for her babies and her customers. She was often complimented on how healthy her plants were or how pretty the flowers were or how delicious the various fruits and vegetables that she had grown was there. It was hard work but hearing that people were happy with her work was reassuring to hear. She hadn't seen or heard anything from any REALTORS for almost two weeks since meeting Heim a while ago but she wasn't surprised too much about it. REALTORS were going to do what they please despite her offers. However she had a small surprise waiting for her when she arrived home and found a certain lure huffing and puffing down the street and towards the apartment complex and towards herself.

"Well if it isn't Mr. Baile. How nice to see you again," Rose greeted amused and crossing her arms, "Are you on the hunt for more buyers today?"

He stopped right in front of her wheezing a bit and taking a moment to catch his breath so to speak before smiling at her. "Nah. I'm on my way to that burger place near here. I got a few coupons off for 'em from some newspapers."

"I see." Her brow rose at him. "I wasn't aware REALTORS had money. Or are you awarded a lump sum along with your feedings?"

Heim paused for a moment before looking off. "Ah..I uh... Didn't think of that. Guess I'm kinda stuck. I..Guess I don't need it anyways." His arms flopped down deflated. "! did already got my delivery this month anyways."

She chuckled despite herself and he blinked as she patted his shoulder. "Well I probably shouldn't do this, but If you really want one I can lend you a hand."

He immediately perked up. "You mean that?!"

She nodded. "I wasn't feeling up to cooking dinner tonight anyways." She jabbed a thumb over her shoulder. "C'mon. You can pay me back by letting me use your coupons."

"DEAL! Wow. Not only are you pretty, but you're S-So nice to an old run down house like me too."

"Hey. You're not run down." Rose assured him with a smile and pat on his shoulder. "You're a really nice person and it's what's on the inside that matters."

He hummed. "Well I do have a nice TV so not every house can claim that!"

She giggled again. "I was talking about how nice you are again but it is a nice TV." Heim puffed his chest in pride as he waddled next to her. He certainly was a sweet guy. Can't say that about a lot of REALTORS. "We can bring them back to my place and watch some TV if you'd like."

"Really?!"

"Sure. It'd be nice to have company."

She had a quiet evening and spent it with Heim watching TV. A few nature documentaries and a few generic drama shows here and there. It was new to have a REALTOR sit on her sofa for a few hours watching TV before leaving with his burgers to no doubt be digested by his main body. He surely was a sweet little guy. Perhaps all REALTORS could learn a lesson or two from him. She again didn't see Heim for about another week until he showed up again walking past her apartment building and it was her day off. She was just taking a potted plant outside to plant in the apartments lot when she spotted him waddling his lure down the sidewalk.

"Hello, Heim. Going to the burger place again today?"

He seemed happy to see her but shook his head no. "Actually there's a new ice cream place that sells burgers AND ice cream! Can you believe it? I heard they're giving away free food all day for their grand opening! I can't miss that!"

"Didn't you get your monthly dose of feeding this month already?"

"Well..yes. But I can't miss a good deal like this!"

Her brows rose higher as she looked at him. "You're still eating fast foods huh? Have you tried the salads and fruits the convience stores have? I think those are pretty good too."

"Yeah. Sure. I've had them a couple times but if there's somewhere that's giving away free burgers then I'm game!" He smiled wider gesturing at her to come along. "You wanna come?"

She shook her head before holding up the small potted plant. "Nah. I'm doing some winding down today and planting a few things."

He shrugged. "Suit yourself. Feel free to come join me later!"

"I'll think about it."

He nodded before walking away and she watched as he went off on whatever trip he had planned. He sure ate a lot of fast food huh? That can't be too healthy for him even if he wasn't human. Was that why he was in such bad shape? It didn't seem the ones who were feeding him didn't care or were even aware of that fact. He didn't even seem to mind that actually himself despite his initial nervousness when she first saw his main body. Things could only get worse if nothing was done about it.

.... Tomorrow morning she would be sure to bring everything she needed for the first step.

She was expecting Heim's surprise when she first got there. At first he didn't even respond to her showing up. Rose assumed he must've been asleep considering his lure cord wasn't leading anywhere outside. So she wasted no time stretching on the thick rubber gloves, opening the giant trash bag she brought along with her, and started walking around the yard picking up the many pieces of trash (again mostly empty take out containers) and throwing them inside the bag. The first step was to clean up the top mess, then she'd come back the next day with a company truck and haul what she really needed for this job.

Heim wasn't there the first time she showed up but his lure answered the door and stared in surprise at her when a company truck she borrowed and rolled up to his house. He stared in surprised silence as Rose just went about her business opening the back of the truck and hauling out a tiller she had also uh... borrowed from her boss's company for this task. He continued to watch as she rolled it up onto his front lawn and then turned around to walk back into the truck only for this time to struggle with a heavy bag of fertilizer. 

"Uh...Rose?"

"Hello Heim," she grunted out between trying to haul the bag out.

"Um... Hey, pal. Whatcha doing there?" He pointed towards the truck and everything else.

"Fertilizer. I'm gonna till it into the dirt," she grunted finally dropping the massive bag by the tiller with a sigh. "Then I'll add a layer of top soli. I'll need to borrow a seed spreader and some grass seed from work later this week and we can get your situation better."

His eyes widened if that was even possible for his lure to do before looking around his yard. "You mean... You're gonna fix my yard?! For free!?"

"You'd better believe it. Now stand back. I wouldn't want to get your lure caught in the tiller." With one hand on the tiller and the other on the starting cord, Rose yanked it hard. And the engine roared to life.

The hard parts was tilling the fertilizer into the ground and then shoveling all the top soil everywhere. Good thing her bosses also ran a landscaping gig. She'd make up an excuse for why a bunch of fertilizer and top soil is gone later. Probably pretend she used it in some of the pots at work. Overall the hard parts were done and she could rest for a bit. Later that week she returned once again with the company truck and a few bags of grass seed and a seed spreader to start spreading the seeds all over the lawn before watering it all down with a nearby hose. It should take about a month to fully grow in. Hopefully she wouldn't have to overseed any spots. For now she could move on to the second thing he wanted to do. So imagine Heim's surprise when one day there was a knock on his door. Strange. He didn't order any takeout and he wasn't expecting anyone to deliver anything from the Mayor's office until his monthly feeding next month but he puppeteered his lure anyways to answer anyways. So imagine his surprise when he opened the door and found Rose standing there, but there was something else. In her hands was a giant basket of...fruits and vegetables??

"Uh...Heya, pal!" He smiled anyways upon seeing her albeit confused. "Sure is nice to see you again but what's up with the basket of goodies you're holding there?"

"This, Heim, is the new addition to your diet." Before he could ask anything she was already placing the giant basket into his arms as he blinked. "You need more nutritious foods and better carbs if you're going to repair the outer shell of your main body. Greasy fast foods like burgers and ice cream and anything else you're eating might keep you full, but it's not healthy. From now on You're going to be eating these fruits and vegetables and I want you to start repairing your outer shell. Once that's done your illusions should get better too." She smiled at him wider. "You'll be better soon. I'm going to be seeing you a lot more to make sure it happens too. Bet on it."

Rose kept her promise. Slowly but surely she began coming back more often than not when she could to deliver what actual healthy foods she could or anything extra her boss was about to throw out anyways. It was always still good enough for Heim to eat. Over the course of the next two months she made sure that his lawn was kept up as it slowly grew in an eventual bright green color and a few of the smaller cracks in Heim's walls had already healed. Heim himself was mostly flabbergasted about it all but also very grateful and even happy to see her a whole lot more. 

"Hey! Y'know You're more than welcome to come inside," he said to her early one morning she showed up with a giant paper bag of apples from a sale down the street. "You've been so nice to me... It's the least I could do for ya."

Of course she had her concerns. "Are you sure? I wouldn't want to cause any inconvenience for you... Or let something else happen by accident. Aren't you still waiting on your feeding for this month from the Mayor's office?"

Of course he winced from her implying to be eaten alive but it was a valid concern considering most REALTORS wouldn't hesitate. "Well..Yeah. But I'm not really hungry right now." He gestured to her bag as if to get his point across. "You've been feeding me a lot more than I'm actually used to so I've been a lot more full lately. Honestly I -I wouldn't mind getting able to spend some time with you that's not you just taking care of me."

She hummed raising a brow at him. His words were genuine and he was really sweet...but she wasn't going to take a chance without ensuring her safety first. "Alright then. I have nothing else to do today anyway." He lit up but blinked as she held the bag to him. "But I want you to eat these first. I don't want to be in there while you digest them. No offense." And it'll help with any lingering hunger he might be feeling.

"... Kay. Fair enough, pal."

Actually being a REALTOR sure was... different. Can't say she'd ever done something like this before. She'd waited around forty five minutes for Heim to finish digesting and fully ensuring his insides weren't in the digesting process anymore before he (or more accurately his lure) answered the door again and happily beckened her inside. Rose hesitated at first. Heim wasn't a danger, not really. But when a REALTOR was hungry...Well she might've become food on accident if anything else. So she only stuck in her head at first. His illusions were gone allowing her to see the real meaty, fleshy insides. And across from her was Heim's lure resting on an armchair of the meaty flesh, eyes blackened. 

"Are you gonna come in?", his voice asked slightly worried from everywhere around the room now that his lure wasn't in use anymore.

"Are you sure it won't be uncomfortable for you?" She asked concerned raising a brow. "I'll literally be walking around on what's probably you're stomach."

"Nah. It's not like I haven't felt it before walking this around all the time. It's a pain in my gutters chasing around people sometimes lemme tell ya."

"Alright. If you're sure."

She hesitated a few seconds but slowly stepped inside the doorway before pausing...and then slowly walking inside. Well this was certainly a new experience wasn't it? Other than poking her head in a few times she's never been inside another living creature before. The fleshy recliner Heim's lure sat on extended into the flesh sofa making it big enough for her to sit on. Slowly she walked over ... and slowly sat down. It was.. surprisingly comfy and soft albeit warm and squishy. The sounds of a nearby game show popped up on the TV and it soon had her attention gravitated towards it. Although she was aware in the back of her mind.  But.. nothing happened. Other than Heim shouting excitedly at the screen every time the host asked a question to one of the contestants. It was cute to hear him so excited. Until around two hours later the door knocked causing Rose to immediately look towards it in question.

"Are you expecting someone?"

"Not really," his voice answered from everywhere. "Unless it's a door to door salesmen. I hate those guys."

Rose continued to stare as the knocking came again before she stood up. "I'll see who it is. You just watch your show."

"Can't complain about that!"

She chuckled but walked over to the door and grabbed the doorknob and turned it. She opened it and paused. A pair of brown eyes on the other side also froze upon seeing her standing there. Both women just stood there for a long, long moment staring at one another. Eventually the other woman shook her head blinking at her. 

"Excuse me for asking this...But have we met before?"

"I'm pretty sure we have." Rose rose a brow at her and the clipboard in her hands. "Ms. Woodrow if I remember right." She then looked at a stack of at least three boxes stacked on top of each other than almost reached Ivy's mid forearm. And a delivery truck was parked not too far from Heim's lawn. "I wasn't expecting you to show up here."

"I'm making sure a few of our known REALTORS get their monthly attoinment this month." This time it was her turn to look her up and down confused. "But you're not a REALTOR. Do I have the wrong address?"

"Did someone say food?"

Rose turned her head back inside and nodded. "Yeah. She says she's here to give you that monthly feeding you've been waiting for." She pushed the door all the way open to allow Ivy full access to the inside of the home. By now Heim's lure had popped his eyes back to normal to look at them both. 

"Really?! Neato! I've been waiting for that forever."

"What exactly are you doing inside a REALTOR'S home?" Rose turned back to a confused and astonished Ivy. Her eyes looked between her and Heim. "I don't suppose I walked in on something bad happening."

"Actually we were just watching TV."

"TV?!" Ivy looked more perplexed at Roses casual answer.

Rose nodded again. "But I suppose it is time for me to go."

"So soon?" Heim looked saddened but Rose nodded.

"You have some more digesting to do and I don't think I should be inside while you do that but I'll tell you what. I don't have work next Friday. We can hang out then. Sound good?" He happily nodded. "Then I'll see you then." Rose then turned to Ms. Ivy. "You should make sure whatever you're feeding him is healthier than what he's been getting. He needs to start healing his outer shell more. Excuse me."

Ivy's eyes followed Rose as she stepped around her and walked away down the driveway and back into the street and down the road. She watched Rose go for a long moment before looking over at the REALTOR in a long, long moment of silence. 

"Hey. What can you tell me about your relationship with her?"

More days passed since that day. She still did what she always did. Going about her day to day life until there was a knock at her apartment door early one morning. Confused she opened the door and on the other side was none other than Ms. Ivy. Rose blinked at her but before she could say anything Ivy spoke.

"Ms. Rose Willow I assume. Do you have a moment? I think we should talk."

Rose rose a brow at her. "I'm sorry but I'll be late for work."

"I've already informed your employers about that," Ivy interrupted by holding up a hand. "Please. This is really important."

Rose stared at her for a long moment before crossing her arms and leaning against her door frame. "Alright. You got my attention."

Ivy smiled at her. "Thank you. It won't take too long I promise. I just wanted to talk to you about what happened last week."

"Was there something wrong with me visiting Heim?"

"No, no. Not at all. I was actually quite intrigued by it all. He told me everything you've been doing with him." Rose rose her brow higher suspicious. "You know usually it's not advised to feed REALTORS then again there's not a lot of people who willingly associate with them." 

"Am I being arrested for giving him fruit?"

She shook her head smiling wider. "Quite the opposite actually. I'm impressed with the level of kindness and humanity you've shown towards Heim Baile. So I came by to stop and ask you a question. What is your opinion on REALTORS and other non-human species as a whole?"

Rose was surprised by the question but answered. "I think they're alright. Obviously you should be careful around a lot of them but that doesn't mean I'm going to treat them like a pack of cockroaches. I find a lot of them pretty nice actually. Heim sure is."

That made Ivy light up more. "I'm glad you think that because I'd like to offer you a job opportunity."

That was certainly a surprise. "A job?"

"It would only be once a month and you'd still be able to work your regular day job," she assured Rose, "I think you'd be a great addition for the Mayor's REALTOR feeding program."

"Oh. The feeding program huh?"

"I'd be your employer for it of course as the Mayor is usually busy with more important matters. But it has good benefits. You'll be paid a hundred dollars for every one REALTOR you feed. We'll start you on just feeding one REALTOR per month and then slowly add more but it'll be an amount you can surely handle. What do you say? I think with your way of thinking you'd be great at the job."

Rose still stood there for a solid moment before humming. "That's...a tempting offer but I don't know."

"You don't have to answer now. Here." A small card was held up to her. "Here's the number for the Mayor's office. Call me if you change your mind." She slowly took the card and looked at it. "If you change your mind, there'll be a certain amount of food given to you to distribute to certain REALTORS. More will be explained if or when you decide."

"...Ok. I'll think about it but no promises."

There was a few days of rethinking it over. In that time life passed on as normal or as normal as it did around here. She had thought about it for a while... before calling the number. Why not? It sounded like a great deal and it wouldn't hurt to make an extra hundred dollars a month. So she dialed the number and arranged for it to be done. It wasn't so bad meeting with Ivy again and having her explain the basics. Once a month a supply of food would be delivered to her apartment and it was her job to deliver it all to Heim and then mail the Mayor's office a filled form with Heim's signature confirming he had gotten it. The check for a hundred dollars would be mailed to her a week after. Seemed simple enough. Sure enough the very next month there was a knock on her door one day and she answered it seeing a mailman delivering three Giant boxes before having her sign for them and leaving. All Rose could do for a moment was stand there before lightly kicking the stack of boxes. It felt heavy and barely budged from her light kick.

"... I need to buy a car."

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Housed Hearts Ch3 Job Opportunities

(Art is mine. Heim belongs to Mortisfox. What Rose does to help Heim with his lawn is described in the video linked below.

m.youtube.com/watch?v=FJYDXC9x8z4&pp=ygUXZ3Jvd2luZyBncmFzcyBmcm9tIHNlZWQ=)

-THIS SPANS OVER A COURSE OF A FEW WEEKS OR MONTHS-

The apartment she temporarily was moved in was quite nice even if most of her belongings were still going to be in boxes stacked around everywhere until she was located and given a house. She had all the basics she needed anyways. It was only a matter of time until she would be given a full house anyways. The very next day she was back to work as usual taking one of the many greyhorse buses until she got to that greenhouse in town. It was always so calming being around so many plants and taking care of something. They were her babies in a way. She was always watering them, giving them the highest quality fertilizer and plant food money could buy, and trimming away any dead leaves or stems. Only the best for her babies and her customers. She was often complimented on how healthy her plants were or how pretty the flowers were or how delicious the various fruits and vegetables that she had grown was there. It was hard work but hearing that people were happy with her work was reassuring to hear. She hadn't seen or heard anything from any REALTORS for almost two weeks since meeting Heim a while ago but she wasn't surprised too much about it. REALTORS were going to do what they please despite her offers. However she had a small surprise waiting for her when she arrived home and found a certain lure huffing and puffing down the street and towards the apartment complex and towards herself.

"Well if it isn't Mr. Baile. How nice to see you again," Rose greeted amused and crossing her arms, "Are you on the hunt for more buyers today?"

He stopped right in front of her wheezing a bit and taking a moment to catch his breath so to speak before smiling at her. "Nah. I'm on my way to that burger place near here. I got a few coupons off for 'em from some newspapers."

"I see." Her brow rose at him. "I wasn't aware REALTORS had money. Or are you awarded a lump sum along with your feedings?"

Heim paused for a moment before looking off. "Ah..I uh... Didn't think of that. Guess I'm kinda stuck. I..Guess I don't need it anyways." His arms flopped down deflated. "! did already got my delivery this month anyways."

She chuckled despite herself and he blinked as she patted his shoulder. "Well I probably shouldn't do this, but If you really want one I can lend you a hand."

He immediately perked up. "You mean that?!"

She nodded. "I wasn't feeling up to cooking dinner tonight anyways." She jabbed a thumb over her shoulder. "C'mon. You can pay me back by letting me use your coupons."

"DEAL! Wow. Not only are you pretty, but you're S-So nice to an old run down house like me too."

"Hey. You're not run down." Rose assured him with a smile and pat on his shoulder. "You're a really nice person and it's what's on the inside that matters."

He hummed. "Well I do have a nice TV so not every house can claim that!"

She giggled again. "I was talking about how nice you are again but it is a nice TV." Heim puffed his chest in pride as he waddled next to her. He certainly was a sweet guy. Can't say that about a lot of REALTORS. "We can bring them back to my place and watch some TV if you'd like."

"Really?!"

"Sure. It'd be nice to have company."

She had a quiet evening and spent it with Heim watching TV. A few nature documentaries and a few generic drama shows here and there. It was new to have a REALTOR sit on her sofa for a few hours watching TV before leaving with his burgers to no doubt be digested by his main body. He surely was a sweet little guy. Perhaps all REALTORS could learn a lesson or two from him. She again didn't see Heim for about another week until he showed up again walking past her apartment building and it was her day off. She was just taking a potted plant outside to plant in the apartments lot when she spotted him waddling his lure down the sidewalk.

"Hello, Heim. Going to the burger place again today?"

He seemed happy to see her but shook his head no. "Actually there's a new ice cream place that sells burgers AND ice cream! Can you believe it? I heard they're giving away free food all day for their grand opening! I can't miss that!"

"Didn't you get your monthly dose of feeding this month already?"

"Well..yes. But I can't miss a good deal like this!"

Her brows rose higher as she looked at him. "You're still eating fast foods huh? Have you tried the salads and fruits the convience stores have? I think those are pretty good too."

"Yeah. Sure. I've had them a couple times but if there's somewhere that's giving away free burgers then I'm game!" He smiled wider gesturing at her to come along. "You wanna come?"

She shook her head before holding up the small potted plant. "Nah. I'm doing some winding down today and planting a few things."

He shrugged. "Suit yourself. Feel free to come join me later!"

"I'll think about it."

He nodded before walking away and she watched as he went off on whatever trip he had planned. He sure ate a lot of fast food huh? That can't be too healthy for him even if he wasn't human. Was that why he was in such bad shape? It didn't seem the ones who were feeding him didn't care or were even aware of that fact. He didn't even seem to mind that actually himself despite his initial nervousness when she first saw his main body. Things could only get worse if nothing was done about it.

.... Tomorrow morning she would be sure to bring everything she needed for the first step.

She was expecting Heim's surprise when she first got there. At first he didn't even respond to her showing up. Rose assumed he must've been asleep considering his lure cord wasn't leading anywhere outside. So she wasted no time stretching on the thick rubber gloves, opening the giant trash bag she brought along with her, and started walking around the yard picking up the many pieces of trash (again mostly empty take out containers) and throwing them inside the bag. The first step was to clean up the top mess, then she'd come back the next day with a company truck and haul what she really needed for this job.

Heim wasn't there the first time she showed up but his lure answered the door and stared in surprise at her when a company truck she borrowed and rolled up to his house. He stared in surprised silence as Rose just went about her business opening the back of the truck and hauling out a tiller she had also uh... borrowed from her boss's company for this task. He continued to watch as she rolled it up onto his front lawn and then turned around to walk back into the truck only for this time to struggle with a heavy bag of fertilizer. 

"Uh...Rose?"

"Hello Heim," she grunted out between trying to haul the bag out.

"Um... Hey, pal. Whatcha doing there?" He pointed towards the truck and everything else.

"Fertilizer. I'm gonna till it into the dirt," she grunted finally dropping the massive bag by the tiller with a sigh. "Then I'll add a layer of top soli. I'll need to borrow a seed spreader and some grass seed from work later this week and we can get your situation better."

His eyes widened if that was even possible for his lure to do before looking around his yard. "You mean... You're gonna fix my yard?! For free!?"

"You'd better believe it. Now stand back. I wouldn't want to get your lure caught in the tiller." With one hand on the tiller and the other on the starting cord, Rose yanked it hard. And the engine roared to life.

The hard parts was tilling the fertilizer into the ground and then shoveling all the top soil everywhere. Good thing her bosses also ran a landscaping gig. She'd make up an excuse for why a bunch of fertilizer and top soil is gone later. Probably pretend she used it in some of the pots at work. Overall the hard parts were done and she could rest for a bit. Later that week she returned once again with the company truck and a few bags of grass seed and a seed spreader to start spreading the seeds all over the lawn before watering it all down with a nearby hose. It should take about a month to fully grow in. Hopefully she wouldn't have to overseed any spots. For now she could move on to the second thing he wanted to do. So imagine Heim's surprise when one day there was a knock on his door. Strange. He didn't order any takeout and he wasn't expecting anyone to deliver anything from the Mayor's office until his monthly feeding next month but he puppeteered his lure anyways to answer anyways. So imagine his surprise when he opened the door and found Rose standing there, but there was something else. In her hands was a giant basket of...fruits and vegetables??

"Uh...Heya, pal!" He smiled anyways upon seeing her albeit confused. "Sure is nice to see you again but what's up with the basket of goodies you're holding there?"

"This, Heim, is the new addition to your diet." Before he could ask anything she was already placing the giant basket into his arms as he blinked. "You need more nutritious foods and better carbs if you're going to repair the outer shell of your main body. Greasy fast foods like burgers and ice cream and anything else you're eating might keep you full, but it's not healthy. From now on You're going to be eating these fruits and vegetables and I want you to start repairing your outer shell. Once that's done your illusions should get better too." She smiled at him wider. "You'll be better soon. I'm going to be seeing you a lot more to make sure it happens too. Bet on it."

Rose kept her promise. Slowly but surely she began coming back more often than not when she could to deliver what actual healthy foods she could or anything extra her boss was about to throw out anyways. It was always still good enough for Heim to eat. Over the course of the next two months she made sure that his lawn was kept up as it slowly grew in an eventual bright green color and a few of the smaller cracks in Heim's walls had already healed. Heim himself was mostly flabbergasted about it all but also very grateful and even happy to see her a whole lot more. 

"Hey! Y'know You're more than welcome to come inside," he said to her early one morning she showed up with a giant paper bag of apples from a sale down the street. "You've been so nice to me... It's the least I could do for ya."

Of course she had her concerns. "Are you sure? I wouldn't want to cause any inconvenience for you... Or let something else happen by accident. Aren't you still waiting on your feeding for this month from the Mayor's office?"

Of course he winced from her implying to be eaten alive but it was a valid concern considering most REALTORS wouldn't hesitate. "Well..Yeah. But I'm not really hungry right now." He gestured to her bag as if to get his point across. "You've been feeding me a lot more than I'm actually used to so I've been a lot more full lately. Honestly I -I wouldn't mind getting able to spend some time with you that's not you just taking care of me."

She hummed raising a brow at him. His words were genuine and he was really sweet...but she wasn't going to take a chance without ensuring her safety first. "Alright then. I have nothing else to do today anyway." He lit up but blinked as she held the bag to him. "But I want you to eat these first. I don't want to be in there while you digest them. No offense." And it'll help with any lingering hunger he might be feeling.

"... Kay. Fair enough, pal."

Actually being a REALTOR sure was... different. Can't say she'd ever done something like this before. She'd waited around forty five minutes for Heim to finish digesting and fully ensuring his insides weren't in the digesting process anymore before he (or more accurately his lure) answered the door again and happily beckened her inside. Rose hesitated at first. Heim wasn't a danger, not really. But when a REALTOR was hungry...Well she might've become food on accident if anything else. So she only stuck in her head at first. His illusions were gone allowing her to see the real meaty, fleshy insides. And across from her was Heim's lure resting on an armchair of the meaty flesh, eyes blackened. 

"Are you gonna come in?", his voice asked slightly worried from everywhere around the room now that his lure wasn't in use anymore.

"Are you sure it won't be uncomfortable for you?" She asked concerned raising a brow. "I'll literally be walking around on what's probably you're stomach."

"Nah. It's not like I haven't felt it before walking this around all the time. It's a pain in my gutters chasing around people sometimes lemme tell ya."

"Alright. If you're sure."

She hesitated a few seconds but slowly stepped inside the doorway before pausing...and then slowly walking inside. Well this was certainly a new experience wasn't it? Other than poking her head in a few times she's never been inside another living creature before. The fleshy recliner Heim's lure sat on extended into the flesh sofa making it big enough for her to sit on. Slowly she walked over ... and slowly sat down. It was.. surprisingly comfy and soft albeit warm and squishy. The sounds of a nearby game show popped up on the TV and it soon had her attention gravitated towards it. Although she was aware in the back of her mind.  But.. nothing happened. Other than Heim shouting excitedly at the screen every time the host asked a question to one of the contestants. It was cute to hear him so excited. Until around two hours later the door knocked causing Rose to immediately look towards it in question.

"Are you expecting someone?"

"Not really," his voice answered from everywhere. "Unless it's a door to door salesmen. I hate those guys."

Rose continued to stare as the knocking came again before she stood up. "I'll see who it is. You just watch your show."

"Can't complain about that!"

She chuckled but walked over to the door and grabbed the doorknob and turned it. She opened it and paused. A pair of brown eyes on the other side also froze upon seeing her standing there. Both women just stood there for a long, long moment staring at one another. Eventually the other woman shook her head blinking at her. 

"Excuse me for asking this...But have we met before?"

"I'm pretty sure we have." Rose rose a brow at her and the clipboard in her hands. "Ms. Woodrow if I remember right." She then looked at a stack of at least three boxes stacked on top of each other than almost reached Ivy's mid forearm. And a delivery truck was parked not too far from Heim's lawn. "I wasn't expecting you to show up here."

"I'm making sure a few of our known REALTORS get their monthly attoinment this month." This time it was her turn to look her up and down confused. "But you're not a REALTOR. Do I have the wrong address?"

"Did someone say food?"

Rose turned her head back inside and nodded. "Yeah. She says she's here to give you that monthly feeding you've been waiting for." She pushed the door all the way open to allow Ivy full access to the inside of the home. By now Heim's lure had popped his eyes back to normal to look at them both. 

"Really?! Neato! I've been waiting for that forever."

"What exactly are you doing inside a REALTOR'S home?" Rose turned back to a confused and astonished Ivy. Her eyes looked between her and Heim. "I don't suppose I walked in on something bad happening."

"Actually we were just watching TV."

"TV?!" Ivy looked more perplexed at Roses casual answer.

Rose nodded again. "But I suppose it is time for me to go."

"So soon?" Heim looked saddened but Rose nodded.

"You have some more digesting to do and I don't think I should be inside while you do that but I'll tell you what. I don't have work next Friday. We can hang out then. Sound good?" He happily nodded. "Then I'll see you then." Rose then turned to Ms. Ivy. "You should make sure whatever you're feeding him is healthier than what he's been getting. He needs to start healing his outer shell more. Excuse me."

Ivy's eyes followed Rose as she stepped around her and walked away down the driveway and back into the street and down the road. She watched Rose go for a long moment before looking over at the REALTOR in a long, long moment of silence. 

"Hey. What can you tell me about your relationship with her?"

More days passed since that day. She still did what she always did. Going about her day to day life until there was a knock at her apartment door early one morning. Confused she opened the door and on the other side was none other than Ms. Ivy. Rose blinked at her but before she could say anything Ivy spoke.

"Ms. Rose Willow I assume. Do you have a moment? I think we should talk."

Rose rose a brow at her. "I'm sorry but I'll be late for work."

"I've already informed your employers about that," Ivy interrupted by holding up a hand. "Please. This is really important."

Rose stared at her for a long moment before crossing her arms and leaning against her door frame. "Alright. You got my attention."

Ivy smiled at her. "Thank you. It won't take too long I promise. I just wanted to talk to you about what happened last week."

"Was there something wrong with me visiting Heim?"

"No, no. Not at all. I was actually quite intrigued by it all. He told me everything you've been doing with him." Rose rose her brow higher suspicious. "You know usually it's not advised to feed REALTORS then again there's not a lot of people who willingly associate with them." 

"Am I being arrested for giving him fruit?"

She shook her head smiling wider. "Quite the opposite actually. I'm impressed with the level of kindness and humanity you've shown towards Heim Baile. So I came by to stop and ask you a question. What is your opinion on REALTORS and other non-human species as a whole?"

Rose was surprised by the question but answered. "I think they're alright. Obviously you should be careful around a lot of them but that doesn't mean I'm going to treat them like a pack of cockroaches. I find a lot of them pretty nice actually. Heim sure is."

That made Ivy light up more. "I'm glad you think that because I'd like to offer you a job opportunity."

That was certainly a surprise. "A job?"

"It would only be once a month and you'd still be able to work your regular day job," she assured Rose, "I think you'd be a great addition for the Mayor's REALTOR feeding program."

"Oh. The feeding program huh?"

"I'd be your employer for it of course as the Mayor is usually busy with more important matters. But it has good benefits. You'll be paid a hundred dollars for every one REALTOR you feed. We'll start you on just feeding one REALTOR per month and then slowly add more but it'll be an amount you can surely handle. What do you say? I think with your way of thinking you'd be great at the job."

Rose still stood there for a solid moment before humming. "That's...a tempting offer but I don't know."

"You don't have to answer now. Here." A small card was held up to her. "Here's the number for the Mayor's office. Call me if you change your mind." She slowly took the card and looked at it. "If you change your mind, there'll be a certain amount of food given to you to distribute to certain REALTORS. More will be explained if or when you decide."

"...Ok. I'll think about it but no promises."

There was a few days of rethinking it over. In that time life passed on as normal or as normal as it did around here. She had thought about it for a while... before calling the number. Why not? It sounded like a great deal and it wouldn't hurt to make an extra hundred dollars a month. So she dialed the number and arranged for it to be done. It wasn't so bad meeting with Ivy again and having her explain the basics. Once a month a supply of food would be delivered to her apartment and it was her job to deliver it all to Heim and then mail the Mayor's office a filled form with Heim's signature confirming he had gotten it. The check for a hundred dollars would be mailed to her a week after. Seemed simple enough. Sure enough the very next month there was a knock on her door one day and she answered it seeing a mailman delivering three Giant boxes before having her sign for them and leaving. All Rose could do for a moment was stand there before lightly kicking the stack of boxes. It felt heavy and barely budged from her light kick.

"... I need to buy a car."

[captainderyn]

OC Tag Game

Ehehehe thank you for the tag @tiredassmage <3

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Favorite OC:

Oh man...oh how can you ask me to choose my favorite? In all honesty it kind of rotates depending on what game I'm fixated on that most that day/week/month lol. The usual havers-of-my-fixation are Five, Ryn, and Raenor & Wulfwryn (they come as a pair, fight me).

(But, just between you and me goers-of-tumblr, Five and Raenor are pretty tied :P)

Newest OC: I'm not going to count my Ryder from ME:A because I haven't introduced her here yet, so I'd say Roslynd. I wanted to create her in theory for awhile but then I got bit by the agent bug thanks to @tiredassmage and finally actually created her!

Oldest OC (length of time you've had them): As far as some form of their existence in the source material, probably Wulfwryn. I created her waaay back in...oh man...2011/12 when my Lord of the Rings hyperfixation was really sparked. Though I was an early middle schooler at that point, so naturally Wulfwryn was a thirtheenth walker insert and also far less developed and nuanced its a good thing I didn't post in the internet

However, in any iteration, probably Emeldir and Wren. They've been two of my longest standing OC concepts that have kind of bounced from universe to universe from old RP forums, to LOTR, to SWTOR. Though they're very, very different now. Emeldir used to be a wolf shape-shifter and Wren used to be far less of a WLW boss ass bitch.

Emeldir is my oldest SWTOR OC though, he was my first character way back in 20...uh...2015/16 when I first picked the game up.

Meanest OC: See, I'm really bad at making mean characters so I'm not sure xD Wren is probably the one who gives the least fucks and is more likely to put you in your place. She is a Dark Counselor after all, she's got to have an edge to her to succeed.

Softest OC: Raenor my bby boy (affectionate, that's a whole ass 500+ year old elven man). He is absolutely my softest OC who gets dragged into The Plot. He just wants to love Wulfwryn and create his music but instead Things Keep Happening.

Most Aloof/Standoffish: *trying to card through all my OCs, I have too many, especially Dragon Age ones I haven't talked about in awhile). I would say Five, only because that's how he is with basically everyone except Roslynd, Era, and his junior agents in the Cipher Division.

Dumbest (affectionate): This one probably goes to Ien, but I haven't talked about Ien in awhile he's fallen off the radar :') my idiot freckled blueberry smuggler. He's dumb as rocks (by choice).

For OCs I talk about regularly(ish) that has to go to Emeldir. He very book smart, but very young and naive at the start of the class story and very much NOT what you expect from a smuggler's personality and so many times Risha has to keep him from getting scammed because "NO they aren't being nice, they will take your money, no they don't actually need your help."

Smartest OC: Five and/or Ryn no contest. Five is smart as a whip, he needs to be and he's very logic-minded.

Horniest OC: *sigh* V. This woman cannot stop being horny for Judy even when we have plot to do. She's singularly minded, that one.

Ryn is also surprisingly horny but neither she nor I understand why she's attracted to turians, if she's actually attracted to turians at all, or if Garrus just Got Her With That Voice And Personality and the rest just kind of happens. So let me correct myself, she's *VERY* horny for Garrus, I just rarely write it because I don't understand physically why.

OC You'd Bang: *bisexual panic* Ha..ahaha...quite a few of them. Let's see, Five I accidentally projected My Type Of Man onto so definitely him. And also Ryn...very much Ryn, I mean *c'mon* yes Shepard hold me in your buff arms.

OC You'd Be Best Friends With IRL: Probably Emeldir ngl, he's so nice and chill and really just a quiet guy and by proxy that means I get a token extrovert friend in Rielay. I would love to be friends with Era but I definitely feel like she'd be way cooler than I am IRL.

Tagging... @storyknitter @queen-scribbles and @greyias if you'd like to join!

[cantsayidont]

I saw someone the other day saying the GEN V show spun off of THE BOYS show is more effective satire than THE BOYS. This is of course setting the bar at ankle level, since the TV version of THE BOYS is much too scattershot to be effective as satire; it's like Foamy the Squirrel reading a catalog of 2016–2019 Twitter trends with more splattered viscera. (The comic is worse, being essentially a lazy mashup of MARSHAL LAW and Ennis's own HITMAN comic.)

GEN V is more focused, but its idea of brilliant satire is:

A star student literally called "Golden Boy" whose power is to set himself on fire like the Human Torch;

A main character who's essentially a bloodbender from AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER and whose abilities rely on cutting;

A character whose super-power is literally an eating disorder (she binges to grow to giant size and purges to shrink);

A nonbinary character who switches gender presentation every time someone hits them hard enough.

C'mon, even by the dubious standards of this franchise, that's both eye-rollingly facile and in obviously poor taste, and it relies pretty heavily on punching down.

GEN V does have one decent satirical card to play — which puts it one up on THE BOYS — which is actually its rather savage presentation of the fictional Godolkin University as a ruthless and cynical exploitation factory. Colleges and universities are just like that, often to a horrifying extent, and GEN V manages to get in a few good shots at it, although the focus on "The Woods" and the pointless setup for THE BOYS S4 distracts from and eventually undermines it.

The biggest fundamental difference between GEN V and THE BOYS is that the storyline of GEN V allows some room for the principal characters to actually be likable and sympathetic. This is a something THE BOYS struggles with constantly: When it tries to flesh out its supe characters, it becomes either a nigh-unbearable exercise in "trapped in an enclosed space for an hour with one of the worst people you can imagine as they indulge in fits of extremely gory sadism" (as with everything involving Homelander or the Deep), or else (as with Annie, Maeve, Kimiko, and to some extent A-Train) it threatens to undermine what little cohesive thesis the show has by blunting the original line of "superheroes are dangerous bullshit that shouldn't exist at all" to "maybe the Evil superheroes' problem is that they're not being Real Heroes correctly," at which point it just becomes a lesser Mark Waid story (derogatory).

I think the nature of the premise and of the world the shows have established means that there's only so long GEN V can go on without running into the same problem. I don't think it actually has a better answer for the basic dilemma of THE BOYS; it's just that it's more able to dodge the question because the GEN V characters are further removed from what we may grudgingly call the main story.

[kaereth]

And as I promised - here’s a video post for Crossing the Line, my Catradora animatic! ^^ Slight flashing warning! Please do not download and re-post this video! Sharing the link is okay and loved ;v; 

It's finally done!!! AHH!!! I have been working on this project basically non-stop for nearly a month and it feels like a dream that its here ahah! I don't really know what to say about it, except that I love this song and I am so happy that I got to make this video for catradora to it (because it matches them So WELL I mean c'mon.) There are probably some mistakes still in it but hey!! Thank you for watching my video!! Please leave a comment and tell me what you think! :D

[justasimplesinner]

UPDATED CHARACTER MASTERLIST & REQUESTING RULES

before i begin, remember not to be afraid to ask about someone that's not on the list darlin'! if i know them, big chances are i'll write for 'em, and if i don't, i'm often willing to do some research!

DC:

anyone. and i mean that literally. just look through my blog, there is so many of them fuckers in here, although i mostly focus on Batman Rogues. but if you've got any niche DC crush, i'm here for you baby (c'mon, i even write for Lobo and Mad Mod, i assure you that whoever your fave is, i'll gladly produce some content for 'em)

i will write for comicverse, arkhamverse (except fucking jervis for obvious reasons), basically any animated/cinematic appearances, telltale games, any type of fuckin' media but no Gotham or Nolanverse

MARVEL:

- Venom/Eddie Brock

- Cletus Kasady/Carnage

- Ultron

- Spawn/Albert Simmons

- Doc Ock/Otto Octavius

- Green Goblin/Norman Osborn

here i mostly focus on the cinematic universe, maybe with the exception of Spawn, Kasady and Osborn because fuck if i don't like interpreting them in my own silly little way based on the comics i've read and old cartoon shows

ARCANE:

yet again, anyone. well, let me rephrase that, anyone that's NOT a minor (and i'm sorry, but i won't write for Jinx, even if she's supposedly 18 in Act III. she'll always be Just A KidTM to me)

GTA V:

throw me a character and i'll probably write for 'em. unholy trinity obviously comes as a given, but i'll even write for bitches like Devin Weston and stuff like that

TEAM FORTRESS 2:

the whole team baby, and let's throw in the delightful Miss Pauling and not-so-delightful Administrator in here because why the hell not

DARKIDERS TRILOGY:

yeah. yeah, why the fuck not. i can try my best to write all of them, since there wasn't many characters i genuinely disliked in the series

ADDITIONAL CHARACTERS FROM RANDOM FANDOMS:

- Maximillian Desoto (The Outer Worlds)

- Jimmy Hall (At Dead Of Night)

- Sundrop/Moondrop (Five Nights At Freddy's Security Breach) don't look at me

- Abe Sapien (Hellboy)

- Cicero (Skyrim)

- *sobbing* Erik Destler (The Phantom Of The Opera)

- and i'll throw in the whole character base for fuckin' Archer since i'm obsessed with that show

and now onto the REQUESTING RULES:

YOU CAN CHECK WHETHER REQUESTS ARE OPEN OR NOT IN MY BIO

i'm pretty content with writing anything and everything, BUT:

- no pregnacy or 'what kinda father/mother would x be' and stuff like that

- minors can appear as background characters (example: Jinx is basically Silco's adoptive daughter and i don't mind including that in any of my writings) but i won't write for them exclusively

- no rape/non-con or yandere (cnc is a whole different thing that i absolutely love, but, as the name suggests, it's CONSENSUAL non-consent, so it's not straight out non-con)

- i don't do ships, only 'x readers'

- please don't send me whole strings of requests - i run this blog alone and that won't change, so there's a limited amount of requests i'm accepting every time they re-open and everyone should have their chance at requesting

- don't want to sound harsh, but if i don't want to write something, i won't. i do always try to answer those asks with an explanation as to why, but sometimes i DO just delete those requests. it's my right as an author, and i won't be sacrificing my comfort just to write something

- and, obviously, don't repost my shit to other sites. i absolutely don't mind people taking inspiration and writing something based off my work (do tag me tho, i'd love to see what you came up with!), but straight out stealing my content ain't on the table

[i-need-air]

Hybrid!AU Wolf!Bakugou Katsuki HCs.

Summary: How would Hybrid!Bakugou would react to being adopted by the reader and their domestic life together. Headcanons and believe me, it's a long one... [2k WORDS OF HCS psjxksdj stop me pls] PLATONIC/ROOMMATES HCS, will do a part two later on with continuation and romance cuz 2kwordsbro...

Notes: I love Hybrid AU!s and I want to indulge myself with this. I barely see these in the fandom, so maybe you guys will like it! Also, depending on how it goes, I'm gonna consider making more for other characters, whachu say? Tell me what you thought and I hope you enjoy!~ ♥

Part 2 here!

× he's a wolf hybrid, and the workers at the shelter warn you that he's feral as you pass by where he was locked

× it seems he was in an illegal fighting ring and nobody could get close to him even if his living conditions now were much better than the hell hole he lived in before

× he growled, scratched, yelled, overall he needed so much help

× normally that would've been very intimidating to you but while the workers tried to push you towards some bunny or dog hybrids they had around, you just froze because the mf said they were considering sacrificing him

× like wHat the fuck?? he's a human being?????? sure he has a tail but what????????

× and you just foken went crazy for a moment cuz you didn't even see him in his cage, he was hiding somewhere under the bundle of blankets he had, probably asleep

× so you just went mental, demanding an explanation because hybrid shelters do not and should not sacrifice a person

× and your increasing yelling just made all the hybrids anxious

× and Bakugou heard everything [who wouldn't]

× i shit you not, the employee tried to explain why

× legit said cuz he's aggressive

× Bitch I'd be aggressive too! I'd bite your jugular off

× course, security was called but you already prepared to call the police, Hybrid Protection Services, your lawyer, your friends, the president, you name it

× and that's when you said you're adopting whoever was under the blankets. NOW.

× always hated the word adopting, but you were looking to give a hybrid a chance since you finally had a spare bedroom in your new apartment

× so like security and the worker just look at each other cuz who tf is gonna be the brave soul to go inside the cage to retrieve Bakugou Katsuki and get rid of you both already

× you're just staring at them like u srs bro? so you just send them to do the paperwork while you decide to go in yourself because you needed to get out of that place ASAP to still contact HPS on this shelter

× security stayed by the door while you hesitantly walked towards the blanket bundle [not so brave anymore] cuz why did that dude have his gun out??????

× but when you approached the bundle and kneeled in front of it you noticed movement

× a fluffy sand yellow tail suddenly came to view and it was big, slowly moving from side to side

× so with the gentlest voice you could muster [after screaming your lungs out moments ago] you tried to talk to whoever was underneath

× you introduced yourself and said you're here to take them home but got nothing, just casual tail movement

× Big Hunkus Brutus Security Guardus™ was getting impatient so he told you to just "fuckin put the collar and leash on the stupid beast" and you just 🙃 fucking excuse u?? while turning towards him

× it was a delicate time and you needed to take it slow, and anyway you knew you'd get that crap off your [hopefully] new friend as soon as possible

× what you didn't expect was the guard to freeze and raise his gun again, but was pointing above your head, not even looking in your eyes

× so you turn and meet a naked chest, scarred, with recent bruising on and big

× looking up you see Bakugou Katsuki, ruffled blonde hair, wild in all directions, red eyes harsh and staring at the guy behind you, only some pants on his form and tail still waving very slowly behind him

× while Chunkus Brutus trembled in place, gun shaking in hands, you were in the fuckin middle of it all

× what you didn't expect is the hybrid to take the collar in your hands and wrap it around his neck, now looking at you, expression still harsh but this time it didn't scream murder [and then grabbed a shirt, thank the heavens]

× progress? making friends? good first impressions?

× na lol you wish but that's spoilers 👀

× the process of adoption went smoothly, and when I say smoothly I mean Robustus Dumbus Brutus behind both of you with his hand still on his gun while all the workers gathered around to see the crazy insane person that adopted The Devil™, the guy that told you about the sacrificing was actually filing the paperwork as fast as possible under the intense gaze of the wolf

× and Bakugou was standing very close to you, btw, like i can feel your body heat close

× he was compliant at first, when you got in the car you started rambling about your house and how he has a room while trying to take the collar off him but he grabbed your hands

× like insanely fast, one blink and firm grip on your hands

× "i ain't gon be your fuckin pet, understood?" he growled at you but made no movement to bolt and run away

× and you just wanted to roll your eyes cuz ok he can kill you anytime but like didn't he get the message when you screamed back there? [also there was this sense of security you had around him or maybe you were just really dumb]

× so when you said you weren't looking for a pet but to help someone and maybe a friend and roommate, he just narrowed his eyes at you

× suspish human, wild doggo no trust

× anywho he took the collar off himself [like extra fast] but you explained that you are going to get him a bracelet or something less degrading since he still needed something with the information tag to have on himself so police will know he's no stray and he wouldn't end in the same craphole again

× journey home was silent, like eery silent

× he just looked out the window intensely, you noticed how he focused on every sign and turn

× you considered asking him questions but honestly with his past you doubted he would even answer so you just started to ramble about your home, stuff you could do around the city [which caught his attention], items you'd have to go buy for him, like clothes, shampoo, any special food, the bracelet

× he stopped looking out the window and just looked at you

× ok he was intensely staring at your side, basically drilling a hole in your cheek with those crimson eyes and it was making you N e r v o u s because making new friends is hard when you're just vomiting monologs, all while driving

× buying things was awkward to say at least, special hybrid stores were rare and for a guy his size it was even more difficult to find anything, which ended up in getting normal clothes and deciding to adjust them for his tail

× while grocery shopping you discovered he actually knew very well what he wanted after a lot of questioning from you

× he finally sighed at your persistent act and just threw stuff in the shopping cart, a surprising amount of spices too

× now for the bracelet part... you decided to spend more on a code that could be scanned to identify him rather than the distasteful ones with name and who owns him

× good thing you planned ahead a long time ago and saved money but you did notice his sharp eyes on you whenever you paid

× and his grunts and judgemental looks at other people with hybrids

× it's as if he wanted to say something, anything, but was stopping himself, which lowkey worried you because from what you heard Bakugou's supposed to be very vocal

× maybe he was glad to be out of the shelter, you know you'd be

× you get home and he follows you to your house, again giving him another chance to bolt somewhere away from you but c'mon both of you knew he'd outrun you so why force him, just let him take his time

× "So this is your room" shook him to the core, legit he just stood silent in the hallway as you presented your house calmly

× sniffing around

× so much sniffing around, tail low while he checked every corner

× once he did decide to check his bedroom, he closed the door leaving you to set everything up

× what you didn't know is that he looked around, shaking with anger

× this is what normal people have?

× sat on the edge of the most confortable bed he's ever had and hoped the idiots of his friends managed to get something like this too

× and the shitshow began when you called him for dinner

× not enough salt, not enough spices

× he was a pain in the ass and as he let go, little by little you started to see him for who he was

× this, this was Bakugou Katsuki, the guy that started to scold you because of the seasoning of the food

× it formed a bond between you, the start of you seeing his real personality

× a Mom™

× slowly started owning the house, although you found it hilarious

× next day you found him cooking breakfast with such an ease it shocked you to the core

× "The fuck you lookin' at?" as he puts a plate of pancakes in front of your

× you just lowkey uwu when you realize he's waiting for your approval as you ate and I swear to you, best pancakes ever

× chest puffed when you complimented his food and this was the first time he mentioned something about his past; seems he had to cook for everyone at the fighting ring he was at, but he didn't mention more

× talking about his past took forever, putting together bits and pieces he mentioned, yet they were so little

× he'd go silent after mentioning his [what you assumed] friends

× if you asked or pressed too much he'd click his tongue or snap at you

× not everything was dandy though; yes, he was a good roommate, but he did have THE attitude

× but not as the people at the shelter made it to be, like he'd snap at you from time to time but it would get better as he'd start to trust you

× ok, ok, hear me out,,,,

× play with his hair

× it happened by accident; you started to have this tradition after a couple of months of living together: movie nights

× he really liked action stuff but both your dirty secret was watching those shitty horror movies and make fun of everyone in them, so every Friday Night was Movie Night

× he just threw himself on the couch and his hair looked puffy and those adorable wolf ears were twitching, you straightforwardly asked him if you could play with it

× [ask if you don't want your hand bit off]

× he scoffed

× silence

× when he nodded and looked away, you squealed and started scratching, just playing with his hair, mindlessly doing so while snickering at the TV when movement caught your attention

× he was wiggling his tail softly

× you guys never mentioned it but now he sits down on the sofa head close to you on a pillow and wait for them god sent scratches; will 100% roll his eyes and scoff at you when you start, acting like YOU want this

× TERRITORIAL AS FUCK

× seriously glares at whoever comes inside the house

× has a problem with every single soul since they dirty his home

× you don't notice it first but he finally starts calling your house home and that's the ultimate progress

× boy had a lot of hardships in his life so he appreciates what he has

× yet it is very, very hard to gain his trust at first

× when you finally do though? he's a loyal friend forever

× he's thankful to have you

× will never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever tell you

× his actions speak for him

× you're part of his pack now

× but seriously wash the dishes or you'll die.

[kyouka-supremacy]

hi, hello,,,, i have never popped into ur ask box before, so i’d like to say that i love your blog!! one of the best follows i’ve made i daresay hehe :)) you seem like such a kind soul, i hope you’re doing well!

ANYWAY I ACTUALLY ROLLED IN HERE TO COMMENT ON UR SKK/ODAZAI PARALLELS,,,, because omg they’re so apparent in beast. skk/odazai parellels are so real and so true

Aaaawwwwwww hiiiiiiii thank you I'm flattered ////// But yes YES I think about the sskk / Odazai parallels all the time in every possible combination akdbsksbdkahsk just today I was thinking about the parallels between Canon! sskk and Beast! Odazai, I find the two dynamics to be tragic in very similar ways. In their respective universes, Canon! Akutagawa and Beast! Dazai start out just doing their mafiosi job without any concern or regret, finding nothing morally wrong with killing. But everything they always believed in is subverted when they meet Canon! Atsushi and Beast! Oda respectively (or, in Dazai's case, when he entered in contact with the Book) and fell for them; Atsushi and Oda are both people with very strong moral values who will never love them back because they're disgusted by their lack of morals and compassion towards other people, and it's way too late to make up for what they did. In a way, Akutagawa and Dazai are both doomed to being unredeemable and unloved for things they did when they were basically different people, and both of them will ultimately die alone.

Alternatively!! Back to the canon sskk / Odazai parallels, as @oddeyesight once pointed out there's also this neat parallel between Mori sacrificing Oda in the Dark Era and Dazai sacrificing Akutagawa by sending him to fight against Fukuchi- in a way or the other, both Dazai and Atsushi having to witness their mafioso-who-doesn't-kill bfs die in front of them ;;;;

But yeah overall I just think the Odazai / sskk parallels are v v good stuff. Mostly because I consider it canon that Dazai was in love with Oda (I mean. c'mon. I don't know how much of that was intentional but literally “characters who arent canonically gay but whose behavior just makes no sense unless you read them as gay”) so for the sskk relationship to be compared to Odazai and for Dazai himself to draw the parallel between Atsushi and Akutagawa's relationship with what him and Oda had going on is... A lot™

[drdesperatepigeon]

SORRY RANT...

Please someone tell me what was the point before I commit a hate crime. I would have been okay with the ending if it was for something meaningful. V basically gave up the 12 in season 3 she would be alright even if they don't kill them she didn't care... sometimes told people she wants to kill all of them but in the same time she was chilling throughout the whole season gave like 0 fucks.

Carolyn gave up the 12 in season 3 and what they did in season 4 is just giving her this plot because she is bored. Eve called out on that it is not for Kenny at all. So why ? She was so ready to die up until the last episode. She had an okay character development from not feeling anything to feeling stuff then back to not feeling. Why? Why fck it up ?

Why kill V ? If it was for a sacrafice as they foreshadowed so many fckin time in this season I would be a little less angry. V as Jesus but they forget that Jesus died for something. What did V die for? She did not save Eve since Eve was not the target. V did not care so deeply about the 12. And not to mention that even the creators didn't care about the 12 since they had the audacity not to show them at all. So bloody underwhelming closure to the MAIN PLOT of the season.

Also why did Eve want to take down the 12 apart from that fact it was the script. She had no motive... not at all. She destroyed her own life the 12 never actually threated her if someone did that was V. She always cared about V she only cared about V. There was not one believeable explanation why is she so obsessed since before that she never was. She was like a broken record during the whole season " kill.... the... twelve..." but why???? What was the divine meaning behind killing the 12.

I am furious about the ending but not as furious as for not telling us why is everything happening. I was a big advocate for the writing and I did enjoy it in the hope they will make sense of it all. But they did not. They left us with more questions than we had one week ago which is miraculous in a very disappointing way. It was a lazy choice not to give them any real motivation they tried to hide it but c'mon. If you make it so ambiguous that no-one understands that is not art that is bullshit.

They tried to be so poetic with all the parallels and foreshadowing but what's the point if you have no plot? "Yes it is nice this is the same setup from season one" but the difference is that I understood the motivations back then and now I don't. The tarot foreshadowing was just simply rude. I GET IT someone will die you don't have to tell me for the 3049558th time. Maybe if we did not spend so much time artistically showing water in every 20th minute or if we did not spend so much time with Pam just chilling, Carolyn just standing Yusuf existing... maybe we would have a much better closure and less angry fans.

Don't get me wrong i felt the Carolyn standing to music powerful and Pam just being there important because it gave me a vibe that it will all worth it in the end. But the truth is that we got a finger in our faces because Pam did not have such an impact to justify her scenes neither have Yusuf. And Carolyn just shrugged and forgot about all her development.

So what is the point? Sorry for the rant...

[ellavaday]

interrupting my as7 brainrot for a new edition of sandra vs dres2 subtitles, today we have the makeover challenge and feelings bc grandparents get to me ok

for those of you wondering what vene was struggling to say, juriji's mirror message reads 'ce n'est qu'un au revoir les filles! je vous aime, arriba esos chichis', estrella and marina's french translation is perfectly serviceable, the last part in spanish literally means arriba as a cheer-up!/c'mon! and y'all better know what chichi means by now (hint: 🐱)

i am obsessed with the épico (epic) and lésbico (sapphic) comment about the lipsync, this is something i thought might be of interest for all of the juriji and venedita shippers: venedita saying that she always ends up tangled up (very nice way to say making out, subtitles people, hacer un bollo specifically has lesbian hookup connotations) with a friend is a shout out to trans icon didi machiavelli, a really good friend of hers from bcn, didi is a former drag performer and is currently a model (she's also in marina's mv btw, she's the redhead girl) if you look up any of vene's performances prior to 2018 chances are her and didi are making out in a good number of pics and videos, those two are literally what rosalia and tokischa meant with las amigas que se besan son la mejor compañía

i love that all of the top 4 can speak catalan 💞 (in the legislative war against minority languages i am v firmly on the side of the minority languages)

venedita saying she's never been in an after in her life with a straight face hakshsk hay que tener valor

when supremme video message is played, they translate la madre que os parió as mommy dearest but lit. it'd be 'the mother that bore you', you can use it for emphasis or as a swearword depending on context

when getting ready for the mini challenge sharonne says she's turning into the bastard sister of leticia sabater, known for being a tv show host in the 90s, she's now better known for having the dubious honor of giving us songs like this

the a mi no me mandes a callar from supremme deadass sounded like an actual mother here (el verdadero choque cultural es cómo aquí definitivamente no hay temor ni a dios ni a las chanclas voladoras, people just have yelling matches with their parents)

i want vene's dress/trench for the mini challenge (and marina's while we're at it, i love the way it looks with the short red wig)

speaking of vene, la mano virgen would be the virgin hand, it's colloquially a way to mean the hand of an inexperienced person that lacks malice (in the subs it's the bare hand)

marina says that if there's roaches they'll report the set, not that they hate them (which they do and rightfully so, i don't have a phobia to insects but roaches trigger my murder response, nvm the OSHA violation, i'd set that soundstage on fire)

when estrella says she doesn't like boiled eggs, she likes eggs in her face she means balls

venedita and her dildo 💀

when introducing the last member of the 26 of dec foundation, supremme says 'su cara me suena' (your face looks familiar) which is a tv show of imitations

when venedita talks w consuela about how she had more acceptance problems for being an elder gay person than when he was young surprises her but it doesn't surprise me because lgbt culture is very youth based, we have a very short memory as a community and it's rare to see older members being given much of a thought that isn't about seeing them as sexual objects (m*mmy and d*ddy people i'm looking at you specifically)

history lesson w antonia and marina: homosexuality wasn't specifically in the spanish penal code as a crime in the beginning of the xx century (basically bc spain spent the beginning of the xx century changing it constantly between the fights between republicans and monarchists) but it was socially persecuted and understood as part of other crimes (it's pretty much universally known that federico garcía lorca was murdered by the francoist side of the war 'for being both a f*ggot and a communist'), antonia lived through the time in which the law against layabouts and crooks (1954-1970) included homosexuals (and sent them to what were basically concentration forced labour camps to be beat and starved), then the more open mindset of the time changed to include homosexuality in the law on social danger and rehabilitation (1970-1980) that marina talks about, which focused on trying to cure (aka torture) them via electroshock and lobotomies, time in the military was compulsory for all men till the 80s, no prize for guessing what could happen to gay ppl there; i can't stress enough how lucky consuelo and petro were for having a families that actually loved them, sharonne was lucky because her family came around but many people are not that lucky

the talk about how they were born in the time in which they were all called f*ggot not gay reminded me of this ask i got asking me once why did spaniards use the word travesti and the truth is i think that most people grew up hearing the slurs bc they didn't have any other words and tbh i'm glad they've been reclaimed so throughly they don't sound like slurs any more just words (being called a tortillera or a f*ggot by anyone outside of the lgbt community would probably ignite my flight or fight response just the same but being called another technically not offensive word can still sound like a hate crime when said with enough hate)

i can't say if petro did indeed make the infanta elena look good in her wedding or not, but here's the wedding dress (reminds me a little of the wedding dress in the little mermaid).. and infanta or infante is the title of the kids of the current king (elena as the sister of the current king has the title bc they are both the kids of the previous king but her kids don't have the title, only the kids of her brother bc he's the one in the throne)

sharonne makes a riff between aprieto (tough spot) and petro's name bc she's nervous about sewing in front of him, then with the heels she's afraid of petro valverde turning into petro valsuelo (falls to the floor)

marina you weight 100lbs soaking wet, how do you expect your belts to work with antonia?

when trying wigs petro looks like marie antoinette or antonio flores, the singer (and son of lola flores)

when ana is in the workroom sharonne says in the confessionals it inspires respect on her, not that it's exciting, it's more like... humbling?

i can't say i'm surprised venedita didn't bring anything from home because truth is the fact that venedita brought more than nipple covers is already surprising enough but i do love that she was intelligent enough to bring her own fabric for this one (bc the print is too specific to have been a workroom fabric)

on that subject, we saw sharonne draft with petro earlier and the fabric of the final look is also very particular, i think, if anything, she purposefully brought a dress in a classic silhouette that she knew she could alter at a moments notice because classic is both her brand and probably easiest for her to adjust

when marina is explaining the subject of their runway to supremme and ana, dos mujeres de bien 'two women that seem okay' in the subs should be more like two women that are apparently rich (being a persona de bien is more of a social standing thing, up to good and with high standards and the like)

suitably since we all know marina can't sew to save their life, both supremme and ana say no os confiéis after talking to them, the subs translate it as 'believe in yourself' but it should be 'don't be overconfident'

i have no clue on how does that pray antonia say go in english (or if you can tell she's praying with what the subs say) but he is when marina is shaving him

runway time

is it just me or the dress supremme is wearing is very rupaul? something about the shoulder and the fall of the skirt idk (also i love her brunette with the green contacts)

calvo says supremme looks like a freixenet bubble, freixenet is a brand of cava (bubbly wine, essentially spanish champaign) and when he calls her putón (slut) they make a reference to the meme of the valencian neighbors (the woman juriji played in snatch game), and supremme says 'como me conoces, juan' which is a reference to another meme (either belen esteban or from lqsa)

did anyone else think of the atrevete-te-te lyrics of calle 13 when alexis said 14 karats or was that just me?

with estrella and teresa xtravaganza, when they're walking down the runway and ana says they're armed they make a pun compound word between pistol (gun) and polla (dick); the gatillo fácil (trigger-happy) comment is a riff on ser fácil (being easy); two for the road and barbarella though are pretty self explanatory i believe and when estrella says we're pistoleras the subs translate it as cowgirls but it should be gunwomen ((i have to say i agree with ana when she says it's maybe too simple for a semi final, but kudos to estrella bc she made sure teresa looked beautiful... maybe better than estrella herself))

sharonne and sharinne come dressed like jane russell and marilyn monroe in the intro number of gentlemen prefer blondes; supremme calls them sonia and selena and talk about a comeback, sonia and selena were a one hit wonder duo from the early 00s that attempted a come back in the early 10s, poner verde a alguien (to put someone green) means to trash talk someone but it's also an allusion to the fabric they're wearing turning green when you touch it ((trust alexis to notice the detail of the shoes, thanks for that closeup that was indeed a very nice touch))

marina and antonia come in, looking like ursula disney bounders; matar a una zorra para vestir a otra (to kill a fox to dress another one) zorra=slut/bitch; ana calls them la pili y la ligui as a reference to la pili y la mili, twin kid actresses from the 60s (ligui is for lengua 👅), when they take off the wigs what *i* hear is ana pausera, but the subs say ana pau, not a clue about who that is (ana pau is the 18yo niece of anahí from RBD apparently??); when supremme says a palma, Isabel! it's a quote from the tv host encarna sanchez to singer isabel pantoja (or at the very least it's a quote from the comedic duo martes and 13 imitating them in this sketch)

i have nothing for venedita and vinagreta, only that vinagreta means vinagrette (duh); during the critiques, ambrossi says that venedita was iconic with her folder and pen and compared her to aida nizar, a well known personality from big brother

supremme and ambrossi saying thank you to the previous generation of lgbt community and to the members of the foundation in particular got to me (this entire fucking episode got to me oh my god i'm so soft) and then calvo mentions how street walking was for a long time the only thing lgbt people could do to survive (rewatching la veneno tv show recently did not help, i wanted to cry a lot) and then the messages to the younger versions of themselves jfc

here's a funny thing btw, in case you were also in your feelings, please think that last season, when they asked them to bring a baby pic in case they made it this far, arantxa gave production a baby picture of miley cyrus🤣

congratulations venedita for winning her second challenge 🥰

i have to say i didn't love that lipsync between estrella and marina (WHY ARE THEY UNDRESSING AND KICKING OFF THE HEELS WHEN LIPSYNCING 💀) i think marina did it better (barely) but i like marina better and her lipsync style much more than estrella's so that's v likely me being biased, still, imagine lipsyncing a jlo song in front of alexis and doing that. absolutely not.

i did absolutely not see a top 4 happening but 🥰 yay

a shout out to marina who had the sense to immediately smile with their mouth close when they put them in for a closeup in the end bc they had the blacked out tooth idk why but that was just so funny for me svsjshshk

it's probably too early for this but i hope a top 4 means they will do a finale with a tournament lipsync bc last season i didn't love trying to watch the top 3 lipsync all at the same time

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nine

content warning: drinking, smut, oral male receiving, praise kink, p in v sex

word count: 6945

includes: this video and the outfit from this post

Once they had landed in Los Angeles, they all piled into Chris’ SUV before he drove Scott back to his apartment. Before Scott got out he invited them both to game and karaoke night the next day which they both agreed to. The ride home was filled with more funny stories from Chris’ childhood and Nicole really started to feel more at ease. The thought of meeting his family was so daunting at first, but that was so much fun. As they arrived at his house, Kennedy started to get antsy. “Poor guy probably thinks his buddy Dodger is here.” Nicole said with a little pout.

Chris put the car in park before looking in the back seat, “How about me and you play in the yard while your mom looks at the house?” Kennedy barked in response causing them both to laugh. Nicole grabbed Kennedy and Chris grabbed the bags before he unlocked the front door. Nicole started her own little tour, exploring the midcentury home, as Chris and Kennedy went out into the backyard.

A little bit later, he was wandering down the hall calling out to her before she called out, “In here!” Walking into the master bedroom he saw her looking out the big windows facing the valley in his room. Chris wrapped his arms around her as she looked out the window of the master bedroom, “Do you like it?”

“Please don’t ever sell this house. This view is incredible...I mean I love the house in Massachusetts, don’t get me wrong, but this is something else.”

He rested his head on her shoulder, “I figured you would like it when you liked the mid century furniture at my house.”

“It’s gorgeous, the house and the view. It’s nice that you’re not like in the city as well…The last time I came to LA, I was twenty and it was just me and my dumb friends running around the city. I lost my phone, Kayla got her purse stolen, and Sam got us kicked out of a club within like thirty minutes.”

“What were you in LA for?”

“A project. Epic Rap Battles of History.”

“I’m sorry, what?” He asked with a laugh.

“I don’t know if I just aged you or myself.” She responded with a laugh.

“Hey! Just tell me what it is, c'mon.” He hugged her a little tighter and she shook her head still slightly giggling.

“Okay, so basically it’s two historical figures facing off against each other in a rap battle.”

“So like Hamilton?”

“I’ve never seen it but sure.”

“You said you were a musical theater nerd!”

“We’ve discussed this already!” Nicole said with a loud laugh.

“You can still listen to the soundtrack without-hmm. Ugh, alright, anyways. Two historical figures rap battling each other, so who were you?”

“Wonder Woman.”

“She’s a historical figure? Wait, who did you face off against Batman?”

“Stevie Wonder.”

Chris laughed, “Okay, wait a minute. I have to see this.”

She grabbed onto his arms as he started to pull away from her, “No, no, no.”

“Why not?! You watched all my movies, cmon.” He said, lifting her up away from the window as she giggled.

“Chris! Put me down!”

“Nope!” He said with a light chuckle carrying her down the hall, “You made me have to do this the hard way.”

“No! You love Stevie Wonder, you're going to be so upset with me!”

He let out a loud laugh as he placed her down on the couch, “I can separate the actor from the character.”

Nicole crossed her arms in a small pout before she took the remote from him, “This is honestly worse than you tuning into my streams.”

“It can’t be that bad.” He reassured her with a smile as she pulled up Youtube on his TV. Once she hit play on the video, she sheepishly curled up on the couch and watched his reaction filled with gasps and laughter as he bopped back and forth to the beat. As the video concluded and the announcer asked who won, Chris turned to her with a big smile, “Baby, I love you and you were doing really well but Stevie won.”

Nicole let out a small laugh, “I know, sitting in the writers room with them I knew his final punches hit harder. It was just fun to be a sassy superhero… And maybe diss my father a little bit.”

“Your dad likes Stevie Wonder?”

“No, the uh, full time lover and part time father joke was my idea when I found out he had as many kids as my dad.”

“Jesus, really?”

“Yup! Except he had nine kids with seven different mothers but the punch still landed. You wanna watch the behind the scenes?”

“Oh absolutely!”

Once she found the behind the scenes, he motioned for her to come over to his side of the couch. She shook her head with a smile before crawling over and resting her head on his lap.

Chris’ hand rested on her hip, occasionally rubbing her thigh or grabbing onto it. “Your directors were a lot happier with you than mine have ever been with me.”

Nicole let out a loud laugh before rolling her eyes, “Whatever.”

“I’m serious! I honestly didn’t know what I was trying to envision when you said it but you were perfect for this.”

“Thank you, it was a lot of fun. I’ve loved ERB from the beginning.”

“I didn’t even know this was a thing, do you have any others that are your favorites?”

“Oh I have tons. Do you want to watch a few?”

“Absolutely!”

And that’s exactly what they did. They went through the entirety of ERB before ordering some Chinese food. Nicole continued to show him all her favorite little things on Youtube from the last decade as the world of internet entertainment wasn’t something he really ever paid attention to.

The next night they went over to his brother Scott’s apartment to hang out with him and his partner. The apartment soon filled up with six more people and chatter as they all became acquainted with Nicole. A short while later the pizza arrived and they all began to eat dinner together prior to playing several party and board games. A little after eight that night, they all had gotten into separate Ubers going to the karaoke bar.

As they walked into the room, Chris nudged Scott, “Make sure to put Crazy Little Thing Called Love and Don’t Stop Believin’ for me.” He patted his younger brother on the shoulder before sitting on one end of the big u-shaped couch with Nicole. The two were looking over the drink menu and talking when Scott called out across the room, “Hey sis!” Nicole looked up from the menu to see Scott nodding eagerly. “Yes! You! You know Gaga right?”

“I guess so?” She responded with a laugh. He motioned for her to come over, “Which song do you want to sing?”

“Well, we could do Telephone. That could be fun!” She said with a smile as Scott added it to the list. Nicole rolled her eyes as Scott picked Shallow for her and Chris to sing, “You are out of your goddamn mind.”

“What!? You guys need a duet and you would be the star!”

“Absolutely not, if I’m singing any musical song with him it’s Rewrite the Stars like we did on our second date.”

“Oh I have to see that!” Scott yelled excitedly scrolling through the list causing Nicole to push him, “That wasn’t an invitation!”

“Oh it absolutely was!”

Nicole shook her head with a laugh. Scott asked what song she wanted to sing solo and she simply shrugged. Scrolling through the list there wasn’t anything sticking out to her, “God, I would sing Shania but I haven’t in so long I’m afraid I would mess it up.”

“Well, pick a song you would want to sing to Chris.”

She quickly shook her head, “I’m not going to do that.”

“Aw c'mon, why not?”

“Because every time I sing to him I end up having sex with him and we are not doing that here.”

Scott chuckled a few times, “Is it bad I want to see him suffer because he can’t just go all alpha male and take you here?”

Nicole quickly covered her face in embarrassment. She jumped as she felt arms wrap around her before Chris spoke gently, “Having trouble picking a song?”

Scott continued to chuckle, causing Nicole to sigh, “Every song I can think of singing to you I want to do in private.”

“Ahh, I see.” Chris said with a smirk pulling her tighter against him, “Well, how many songs do you have picked out?”

“Three. One with Scott, one with the girls, and one with you.”

“Do you want to do anymore?” He asked, resting his head on her shoulder.

“Not really, I’m feeling shy.”

“So, Scott, leave her at three and if she loosens up later she can add another one then.” He turned his stern glance from Scott down to the tablet, “And we only have the room for three hours. I’m not a clock but two hours and forty minutes is cutting it pretty close.” Once the list was finalized and the drinks were ordered, the singing started. The group of girls sang 7 Rings by Ariana Grande before the drinks arrived and once she had gotten a little bit of liquid courage the rest of the songs she was lined up for came pretty easily. It was a definite treat to watch Chris go into full performer mode when it was his turn to sing. Once their hours of karaoke were up they decided to keep the party going at some nightclub across town. Chris had his arm wrapped around her as the group went to a booth. The bouncer gave them some purple wristbands so they could come and go from the VIP area as they please. Nicole wanted to laugh at an upscale nightclub using wristbands they would use in water parks or carnivals but decided to let it go.

“What are you drinking?” Chris asked as he fished his wallet out of his back pocket.

“Tequila?”

He smiled at her, kind of amused, “You wanna do shots?”

She shrugged, “I guess so yeah! I’ll do vodka shots too. I'm not picky”

Shaking his head with a smile before handing his card over to the host, “Start the parties tab on my card, starting with a bottle of vodka and two shot glasses I guess.”

Nicole was looking around the club of dancing people and flashing lights before closing her eyes with a giggle as Chris started to kiss her neck, “Stop it”

“Couldn’t help myself.” He admitted with a smirk before lifting her up and tugging her on his lap, “Shots, huh?”

“Yeah, I had cocktails at the karaoke bar. I just want to get out there and dance with you.”

“You can dance in these things?” He asked, running his palm along her faux leather pants.

“Oh I can do a lot in these things.” She said with a smirk wrapping her arms around his shoulders, “I just think you don’t like them because you aren’t going to have easy access to me when we get home.”

“Guilty.” He said before kissing her cheek.

The rest of the time in the club is a blur of shots and loud music but Nicole did get her wish. After a handful of shots, Chris took her hand and led her out to a place on the floor as she danced around and on him to songs that sound familiar but he couldn’t pinpoint. Nicole on the other hand knew every song they played. Almost a dozen songs had gone by before Nicole turned to face him and wrapped her arms around her shoulder.

“Hey sweetheart, you getting tired?” Nicole simply nodded with a pout causing him to smile. “Alright, let’s go say goodnight to everybody.” As her arms slowly fell he wrapped an arm around her before walking back to the booth. They said their goodbyes to everyone before Chris ordered an Uber and they made their way outside. Stepping into the cold air of the night made her feel instantly better. She took a deep breath and wanted to spin around but Chris’ arms quickly wrapped around her, “Let’s not spin that close to the street!”

Nicole let out a tired laugh, “You’re no fun.”

“Someone has to be the responsible one between us.” He told her before resting his head on her shoulder. Within a few minutes, their Uber arrived and Chris helped her in before getting in on the opposite side. He began to make small talk with the driver for a few minutes prior to glancing over at Nicole. Nicole’s forehead was pressed against the window as she stared at the blurred city lights. “How are you doing over there, sweetheart?” Chris' voice called out to her as his hand gripped her thigh.

She lazily laid back in her seat patting his hand, “I’m hungry.”

“We could get something sent to the house, what are you thinking?”

“Jack in the box curly fries.”

“You can’t have only curly fries.”

“Says who?” Nicole scoffed.

“Me. The one who is taking care of my beautiful drunk girlfriend.”

She grabbed onto his arm and leaned into him with a pout, “Please…C’mon, please.” She repeated while batting her eyelashes at him causing him to groan.

“Alright, I’ll get you a large order of curly fries if you eat six chicken nuggets.”

A big smile spread across her face, “With ranch, deal! Can I get a chocolate shake too?”

“Yes, baby.” He smiled and gave her a quick kiss before opening up DoorDash on his phone. Nicole rested her head on his shoulder for the remainder of the drive home. Chris thanked the driver one last time as he got out and jogged over to Nicole’s side to help her out. She smiled up at the man as he fumbled with his keys before unlocking the door. “I love you.”

He smiled down at her, “I love you too. Ready to get out of those shoes?”

“You read my fucking mind.”

Chris hoisted her up onto the kitchen island just as Kennedy ran out of their master bedroom. “Hey bud, you have a good nap? I’ll let you out once I get your mom’s shoes off.” He patted the corgi’s head before reaching up to unzip the back of Nicole’s strappy stilettos and tossing them behind him. Once they were both off, he stood back up, “You promise you’ll stay put while I take Ken out?”

“I promise.” She told him before laying back on the counter and pulling her phone out of her pocket.

When he came back inside he found Nicole now laying on the kitchen island on her stomach with her bra and pants laying on the floor, “I’m glad to see you made yourself right at home.” He got out before chuckling. Nicole looked over at him with a big smile, “You told me I couldn’t move but the countertops were so cold and I was so hot.”

“You are in fact so hot.” He told her before sitting on one of the bar stools and reaching out to hold her hand. She continued to scroll through twitter as he simply stared at her. He was so in love with her and tonight was even more of a confirmation. Playing different games with his friends before a night out on a town he truly felt as if she was everything he had been missing. Scott adored her and he knew his mom and sisters would too.

This really was it.

His day dream was swiftly interrupted by the ring of the doorbell, “That’s the food. I’ll be right back.” He told her before kissing her hand and jogging to the door. Once he got back, Nicole was sitting cross-legged near the edge of the counter making grabby hands. “Yes, yes, I will give you the coveted curly fries.” He said with a laugh setting the drink container and bag of food down next to her.

“Hey, we’re almost the same height like this.”

He pulled the fries out of the bag and looked at her almost eye to eye with her, “Well would you look at that.”

He smiled as she playfully bounced the curly fry like a yo-yo before she shoved it in her mouth. She was so adorable. Chris slid the box of chicken nuggets over to her along with the two cups of ranch, “You might want to get the chicken nuggets out of the way before you get too distracted.”

Nicole looked up at him with a small pout as he put a straw in her milkshake, “I forgot about the deal.”

“I know you did.” He said with a smile before kissing the top of her head, “Eat one and I’ll give you your milkshake.”

Nicole reluctantly opened the box and started to eat her chicken nuggets. Chris smiled at her before getting his chicken sandwich out of the bag and starting to eat it.

Once they had finished eating, Chris had lifted her off the island and held his hand out to her, “C’mere, dance with me.”

“We’ve been dancing all night!” She said with a laugh before taking another drink of her milkshake.

“I know but not like this…Please.” He said as he batted his eyelashes at her. Nicole rolled her eyes with a smile and put her milkshake down before taking his hand. He asked his Google Home to play some romantic music as they slow danced around the kitchen together for two songs until he asked Google to stop playing. He kissed her hand and she did a small curtsey causing him to smile as he dropped her hand. “I just wanted to hold you for a while more.” he admitted, blushing a little, causing her to smile.

“I love you, you goofball.”

“I love you too. My little sunflower.” He closed his eyes and began to lean in to kiss her.

Nicole giggled slightly before running past him, “Too slow!”

“Too slow?” He asked, confused, opening his eyes and turning to see her running towards their bedroom, “Nicole!” He took off after her, the house soon full of their laughter. As they crossed the threshold into their bedroom he picked her up by the waist and spun her around causing her to scream.

“Now who’s too slow?”

“That’s not fair, you have really long legs.”

“Yeah, yeah, me and my long legs.” He said while setting her down with a laugh before turning her around to face him. His hands wrapped around her, pressing her against him, “Can I have my kiss now, please?”

She rolled her eyes with a smile until she pushed up on her tippy toes to kiss him. He smiled at her moving his hands to her thighs and lifting her onto his waist. He placed his knee on the bed before gently laying her down on the bed. Nicole cupped his face in her hands with a smile, “Tonight was fun.”

He smiled before saying, “It was a lot of fun, I'm glad you thought so too.”

Her thumbs gently stroke his cheeks a few times. She sat up slightly to kiss him once more before resting back on the bed, “I know you have to leave in a few hours but can we cuddle for a while?”

“Of course, do you wanna be the little spoon?”

Nicole nodded quickly with a small smile. He smiled at how cute she was before kissing her forehead and shifting himself to lay behind her. Nicole wiggled out of her crop top and underneath the covers with him. As his arms wrapped around her and he pulled her back against him, it didn’t take long for her at all to fall asleep.

The next morning, she was surprised when she rolled over and her hand hit something hard. With a small groan, she blinked a few times letting her eyes adjust to the light in the room. Propping herself up on her elbow, she saw the open notebook and smiled seeing the note written on it in Chris’ handwriting.

Hey darling, you looked so peaceful I didn’t want to wake you before I left. I hope you aren’t too hungover from the fun last night. Just in case I refilled your water bottle and left out the tylenol bottle along with my credit card if you would rather order in than cook. I also let Kennedy out for a little while this morning while I got ready so he should be good to go until you feel like getting up. Also, Scott says he has a fun day for you two planned whenever you wake up. Not quite sure what that means but I hope you have fun. Text me when you can, I love you lots.

Nicole smiled to herself before reaching over to grab her phone. She sent him a text thanking him for the water and tylenol, how much she loved him, and how she hopes he has a great day. Going to her contacts, she added Scott prior to taking the tylenol Chris left out for her. Resting back against the headboard she decided to lazily catch up on her different social media accounts before starting her day. It was a little after eleven when she decided to get out of bed to let Kennedy out and call Scott. They chatted for a while before he asked if she had eaten and when she admitted she hadn’t he brought up the great idea of brunch. She asked for thirty minutes to get ready and he assured her that it would take him at least that long to get over there with the traffic.

She took her time getting ready, excited to spend the day with Scott and ask him some questions that had been on her mind since she met Chris. He greeted her with the same ‘sis’ greeting as he did last night as they drove to All Day Baby, one of Scott’s favorite restaurants. They sat outside on the patio and Scott ordered two of his favorite cocktails along with two waters while they looked over the menu. “What I ordered is basically like a better mimosa, that along with the greasy bacon they have is the best hangover cure.”

Nicole gave him a small smile, “Thank you. Last night was a lot of fun, I never thought we would do anything like that.”

“Yeah, Chris says that his club and bar days are over that he’s too old for it but I knew with you in town he’d be right back on board.”

She playfully gasped before laughing, “We haven’t even been friends for a week and you’re already using me.”

“That’s not fair! Would someone who is using you take you out for brunch and mani-pedis?”

She faked weighing the options in her mind before stating, “Damn, you’re right.”

The waitress came back with their drinks and took their order. Scott ordered the chicken biscuit breakfast and Nicole ordered a waffle with a side of bacon. Nicole eyed the drink before picking up and taking a drink of it, “Hmm! Not bad!” Scott nodded, “Told you. So is there anything I can tell you about my brother or my family that might ease your worries before Thanksgiving?”

“I see your brother has told you about my nerves.”

“He actually hasn't. I just know how nerve wracking meeting the family can be and I want you to not have to worry.”

Nicole smiled and put down her drink, “Well as you know I’m very nosy…Has Chris said anything about me? Like obviously you didn’t know who I was but was there anything that stuck out?”

“Well, I know he’s been talking to my mom a lot because she has called me and asked if I knew who he was dating which is a good sign. Whenever he needs or feels a major life change coming he always runs to mom for advice.”

“But that could be a bad thing.”

“Oh no, he’s only ever had good things to say about you. He really loves you, that’s the thing about Chris is that once he’s all into something he’s all in. And I can tell that he loves you completely.”

Nicole nodded before continuing, “And I love him, I do. I just hate to make it about this but all the other guys I’ve been with that have been younger than him obviously play the game. They tell you what you want to hear and impress you to keep you in their pocket… I don’t know. I was just worried that maybe he was just picking me because I was easy or the next young thing on the horizon. I just wanted to know that it was genuine and not all in my head.”

“It’s not all in your head. When he was texting you at the Fallon taping he had this huge grin on his face and I teased him about it all day. But even last night, he was a version of himself I haven’t seen in a while. He is so, so happy and in love with you it’s disgusting, like I have a toothache.”

Nicole laughed before taking a drink and Scott smiled at her before he continuing, “When he called me and told me he found someone he said this is it, I’ve met the love of my life… And I admit when he told me it wasn’t his exes or a co-star or someone I had met I was confused. I was almost worried he had fallen in love with a politician. And every week that we would call and catch up I’d ask how things were going to see if he’d give me any new information and he would just talk about how much he loved you and how much he loved spending time with you. He was dating around for a while. It felt like the last few years, maybe even the last ten years he had been trying to get a feel for who he was and what he wanted. I remember when he first started his career that was the most important to him. But he’s always been this deeply passionate guy, he’s always wanted to believe that he could find that true love and I never understood it. But seeing you two together as a unit, I understand it now… So, I don’t really think it’s going to matter if my sisters like you or not because he’s already made up his mind.”

“Thank you, Scott.”

“Of course! And if we’re being honest, the only one you really have to worry about is Carly because she’s the oldest. She’s probably going to interrogate you for the first part of dinner but she’s harmless.”

They spent the rest of brunch discussing their excitement for the holidays and even more excitement for the movie premiere. After brunch they went to get a manicure and pedicure and nail place down the street previous to heading over to the mall. She had ended up buying a lot more than she wanted to, having almost double the bags Scott did. But in her defense, she had never seen a cooler pair of tennis shoes and they also had a morphe store. By the time she had returned home it was almost five a clock. She removed the wig she had on and took out her braids as she knew Chris always liked her natural hair better and it wasn’t like she would need it to wear a wig at least for the next few days. She decided to order some food with his card and set up her laptop in the living room so she could edit her videos until Chris came home later that night.

Nicole was sitting on the couch editing her video when Kennedy started to bark quickly, taking off towards the door.

She smiled upon hearing Chris greet Kennedy at the door. Nicole saved the video before turning off her laptop, “How was San Francisco?”

“It was nice, I answered a lot of questions about Marvel and the future of my career.” He answered as he placed his keys on the kitchen island, “I see you got those beautiful curls out for me. How was the day with my brother?”

“Oh, it was great. We went and got out nails done, went out shopping at a bunch of different places, and holy fuck-” She said after putting her laptop on the table finally looking at him, “You look so fucking hot.”

He let out a little laugh, “You like the outfit?” He winked at her before doing a slow spin.

“God, the sweater, the pants, the shoes. Fuck.” She reached up to him with grabby hands causing him to shake his head before he leaned down to kiss her. Nicole grabbed onto his sweater pulling him on top of her. He pulled away from her to chuckle slightly, “You like it that much?”

“Oh I love it and I want to show you how much I love it.”

“Oh yeah?” He asked with a raised brow.

Nicole bit her lip before squealing as he held her close to him and sat back against the couch.

“Go on then, show me.” His tone was taunting as if he didn’t believe she would actually do it.

She eyed him up and down with a smirk before getting off of him and kneeling in front of him. She reached up to undo his belt as he stretched his arms out against the length of the couch. The brat in her wanted to unzip his pants and leave him there but the other part had been wanting to please him like this for a while. He lifted his hips up as she tugged his pants and boxers down, licking her lips as his cock sprung free. Her palms slowly made their way up his thighs before her right hand shyly grabbed onto him. She ran her tongue slowly up the slide of his dick smiling as he twitched in her palm. Her tongue teasingly twirled around his tip a few times before she started to slowly take him into her mouth. Chris let out a relaxed sigh that turned into a moan as she began to stroke him as well. She looked up at him and she felt so proud. He looked so beautiful with his eyes closed and jaw slacking in response to her mouth on him. Nicole turned her attention back to fully pleasing him. Rolling her tongue against him and massaging her way up his thigh, his hand met the back of her neck pushing her down further on him as he groaned. She pressed her thighs together as his fingers went to her hair and he began to praise her, “Fuck, baby, you’re doing so well. So beautiful on your knees for me.” Her right hand slowly moved from his shaft to start to gently play with his balls.

He took a deep breath before calling out her name and pulling her hair signaling for her to back off.

She slowly pulled off of him dragging her palms back down his thighs, “Yes, baby?”

“Get up here.”

Nicole slowly stood up with a smirk as she slid out of her jeans and underwear. As he started to get off the couch, she placed her hand on his chest and pushed him back down. Chris eyed her up and down with a smirk as she slid out of her shirt before straddling his lap. She began tugging off her bralette as his fingers ran delicately up her slick slit causing her to gasp. His smirk grew as he lifted his fingers up for a taste, “I don’t know what’s gotten into you today but I love it.”

As she slowly lowered herself down on him they both let out a moan in harmony causing Nicole to smile, “I’ve missed this so much.”

“Show me how much you missed me.” He said smugly, fully resting back against the couch.

Nicole placed her hands on his shoulders before beginning to rock her hips, slowly gliding up and down his cock. His hands firmly rubbed her thighs as he bit his lip staring at her. As she started to get a little more comfortable, her pace began to quicken and she began to get a little more vocal, totally focusing on the feeling of him. His breathing began to get more labored and he closed his eyes before letting out a set of groans, “Yes, baby, keep going just like that. Just like that, you're doing great."

She continued to rock her hips, while her grip on his shoulders tightened. A smile spread across her face as she felt his hands move up and down her sides.

“Fuck sweetheart, you feel so good. So, so good. I-fucking hell!” He said breathlessly as he rested his head against the back of the couch.

With a firm hold on her hips he pulled her down to meet his thrusts into her.

Throwing her head back, Nicole let out a loud moan, “Jesus, fuck!”

Lifting his head up, he bit his lip, determined to take this sight in. He was completely mesmerized as her tits bounced rhythmically in his face. “You are so fucking gorgeous.” He growled out causing her hair to stand on end. His praise always got to her no matter how small and he knew it. Her thighs were trembling at this point but she was determined to ride out this wave of ecstasy. Feeling her quiver and clench around him he couldn’t hold back anymore, his hands moved to her ass with a firm grip before releasing into her and letting her slowly ride her high out for as long as she needed to.

As her hips finally slowed, her head lifted to face the panting man in front of her. She rested her forehead against his to look into his eyes. Taking a deep breath, she smiled before telling him, “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

She nodded before kissing him, then his cheek before resting her head on his shoulder, “I love you so much.”

“Are you okay?” He asked softly as his hand moved up her back.

“Yeah…I’m okay. I just have been in my head a lot lately in those weeks that we had been apart. And when I’m with you that all melts away but I spent the day with your brother and we talked about you.”

Chris scoffed, “What stories did he tell you?”

“No stories…I just-It’s nice to know that the love we have is real and it’s not all in my head. I’ve been toeing that line of self preservation and falling head over heels in love with you. And I just…Love you.”

“Why did you think it wouldn’t be real?”

She sighed, unsure if she even wanted to continue speaking. To calm her anxieties she started rubbing her hand up and down his soft sweater, “My mom always told me that I’m good at creating fairy tales in my head to fill the gaps that aren't there for me because no one would ever truly love me.”

He was taken back by the comment, rendering him almost speechless.

Nicole quickly let out a nervous laugh before sitting up, “I’m sorry that was a lot to just blurt out, I did-”

“Hey, it’s okay.” He said softly with a smile, “It’s okay. It’s just shocking that anyone would even say that to anyone and I-... Nicole.” Moving his hands up, he delicately cupped her face in his hands, “This is a fairytale but it’s not one you made up. We fell in love at first sight and have continued to fall in love every day since. You have not been difficult to love, not even for a moment.” She gave him a sad smile, almost embarrassed as a tear fell from her eye. He quickly wiped it away with his thumb, “I love you.”

“I love you too… I’m sorry my dumb brain-”

“No. None of that. No apologies or talking bad about yourself. And when you get in that pretty little head of yours, I want you to talk to me, okay?”

“Okay.” She gave a few small nods and he smiled.

“I love you, Nicole.”

“I love you too.”

Standing up, Chris kicked off his shoes, pants, and underwear. He started carrying her down the hallway when she spoke up, “We should probably let Kennedy out once more before we go to bed.”

“Oh we aren’t going to bed, sweetheart.” He told her with a small smile as he walked into the master bedroom. Chris delicately laid her down on his bed before reaching up to take the sweater he was wearing off. She smiled up at him as he crawled on top of her. Her arms lazily wrapped around his shoulders as he leaned down to her lips. His hands ran delicately up her sides until they cupped her face and she smiled feeling his body pressed against hers. Their set of kisses lasted for minutes and Nicole normally hated kisses but with Chris it was different. His lips were always so soft and he respected her boundaries paying attention to when she didn’t like something instead of relentlessly shoving his tongue down her throat. As he pulled away from her lips her face fell into a small pout as she wanted more, she opened her eyes to look at him. He was so focused on her body as his fingers moved from her neck down the middle of her chest and stomach before ending on her inner left thigh. They exchanged a glance and a smile before he lifted her legs onto his waist and lined himself up with her entrance. Slowly sliding down into her, his right hand moved behind her back to hold her, his left hand moved to her cheek before kissing her once again. Nicole wrapped her arms around him once more letting out a small gasp against his lips as he began to slowly thrust into her. Chris continued his slow and steady thrusts, pulling back enough to just leave his tip in her before driving back into her. Pulling away from the kiss, she buried her face into his neck letting out a strained moan.

As she rested her head back against the pillow, he pressed his forehead against hers wanting to look into her eyes as he made her slowly fall apart. She began to whimper until her eyes fluttered closed as she started to clench around him, he couldn’t help himself and he began to kiss her again. She pulled away from the kiss, her lips barely touching his, she began to moan softly with each thrust making her more and more desperate. “I know sweetheart, I know.” He was able to get out before his thrusts began to stutter and his grip on her tightened. Releasing into her, he let out a few breathy moans before lightly resting his body weight onto her. As his head hung next to hers, Nicole’s hands quickly went to his hair and she knew how much he adored when her fingers lightly massaged his scalp before dropping her hands on his back and wrapping her arms around his shoulders. Once he had composed himself, Chris rolled onto his back still holding her close to him. Sitting up, he kissed the top of her head before resting back, “That was incredible.”

She nodded with a happy hum, “That was phenomenal… That was beautiful.”

They laid there in the silence for a few minutes, both coming down from their highs. While resting on top of him, focusing on his heartbeat, she had realized that no one had ever made love to her before. Chris had proved time and time again that he did truly love her and she had no reason to be afraid. With a small sniffle she kissed his chest three times before nuzzling her face back against him. She took a steady inhale, feeling his palm rub big circles on her back, “Do we have to do anything tomorrow?”

“No, baby. I’m all yours.”

“I wanna stay with you all day. Right here like this.”

“I’d like that, but I want to see you.” He held onto her before rolling onto his side to face each other. Chris’s palm moved up resting on the right side of her face. His pinky resting at her jawline and his thumb gently stroking her cheek. He finally spoke out a little above a whisper.

“I could lay here and stare at you forever.”

She smiled at him, “Your eyes are so blue…And not just one shade of blue. It’s like every shade of blue lives in your eyes.” He let out a gentle and tired laugh before moving his hand down her back. And that’s where they remained, staring into each other's eyes with only the sound of their breathing. She loved that about her relationship with him. They could just lay there, holding each other, and that was enough. No words were needed to explain how happy they made each other or how much they loved each other.

They knew.

They both felt it and that was enough.

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