#i might make a better copy when i have the spoons

[shoesplease]

Mission: Impossible – Ghost Protocol + locations

[spocks-kaathyra]

how did you make those holy shit!!!

jfjskdk okay I'll take any excuse I get to talk abt this more

How I made my Cardassian prosthetics

Disclaimer: I'm no expert, it's my first time doing this!! All the resources I used can be found online. In fact, here's a playlist of all the youtube videos I followed, in case you don't want to read the whole post. You can pretty much make any facial prosthetics following these steps, not just Cardassian ones.

What you'll need:

Plaster bandages, plaster of Paris (a lot more than is pictured here), modeling clay, and liquid latex. You'll also need some things you probably already have around the house, like vaseline (or cooking oil), plastic wrap, wood glue, rubbing alcohol, q-tips, cotton balls, and setting powder (or baby powder).

Step 1: Face cast

The goal here is to make a plaster copy of your face that you can sculpt your prosthetics on, by covering your face with plaster bandages and then casting that in plaster of Paris. This is the video tutorial I followed for this step. There are many methods, and you'll find tutorials for all of them on youtube, but this is the easiest way if you're doing it by yourself, and it results in a perfectly useable face cast for our purposes. And, if you're cosplaying Garak like me, it's a great way to get into character by experiencing claustrophobia for the first time in your life!! (Jk it's not actually that bad. I lived.)

The video explains the process better than I could, but here's some tips I learned from doing it! Wear a shirt that you don't mind ruining. Go a bit closer to your eyes than I did here. When you're propping up your mask in a bowl, make sure you're not squishing any parts of it or tilting it! I ended up with a dent in the chin of my face cast because I accidentally dented the mask while I was casting it. And make sure you have enough plaster of Paris! I probably used 2-3 pounds for this part. Here's what I ended up with, before sanding or sealing it with wood glue:

Step 2: Sculpting

This is pretty self explanatory, but also probably the hardest part. Just use lots and lots of reference photos. I've got a pretty good stash for Garak, if anyone's interested hdjkfhk. I found that gifs made better references than still photos, since they give you a better sense of the 3D shape. You want to make sure you're using modeling clay that doesn't dry. You don't need any fancy sculpting tools! I used my trusty palette knife to get the small details, but you could probably accomplish the same thing with, like, a spoon and a toothpick. It depends on what kind of clay you're using, but you can dip your finger in a solvent to smooth out the surface of the clay and blend the edges into the face cast. I used rubbing alcohol, but I also heard people recommend acetone. Once you're happy with your sculpt, you can move onto the next step!

Step 3: Casting negatives

This step is technically optional. The video I followed also outlines an easier way that skips this step, by simply building your prosthetics directly on the sculpt. But casting negatives allows you to get a lot more fine detail, and a smoother finish on the final prosthetics, so that's what I chose to do. Basically, you pour plaster of Paris over your sculpt, and it hardens into a mold you can use to build your prosthetics on.

Again, the video explains it better, but some tips! If it's possible with your sculpt, do it in small pieces instead of the whole face at once. I did the chin, nose, and forehead separately. If you try to do the whole face, there's a greater chance of it getting stuck or breaking. Of course, if you were doing, say, Odo, then it might not be possible to do it in multiple pieces. Another thing to watch out for:

If your underlying face cast has any "undercuts," or places where it's, like, concave, then if plaster gets into those areas and hardens, your face cast and your negatives will lock together, and you won't be able to use either of them. For me I was worried about the sides of my nose and under my bottom lip. As long as those parts are filled in with clay, then you should be fine. It's okay if your clay sculpt has undercuts! You can see in the (shamelessly stolen) diagram that their sculpt has a lot of undercuts, but that's okay because the clay is soft and won't lock with the plaster, it'll just come off. The video I got the diagram from was also pretty helpful, even if it's meant for casting with different materials than I used. Here are the completed negatives:

Step 4: Making the prosthetics!

Now you have negatives! Your sculpt may or may not be intact, but if your negatives turned out okay then that's fine. This step is also covered in the video for step 3. Using a stippling sponge, foam brush, or q-tip, stipple thin layers of liquid latex onto your negatives. I found that a q-tip worked best, even if it took longer to cover larger areas. Make sure the edges are very thin, so you can blend them into your skin when you apply the prosthetics. Wait for a layer to dry before adding more latex on top of it, or you'll end up with fucked up results like I had:

(Left: first draft, where I didn't let it dry enough before layering more. Right: second draft. Much better!)

Build up bulky areas with pieces of cotton balls, then cover the cotton with a thin layer of latex. Emphasis on thin! It'll take forever to dry if you saturate your cotton with too much latex. This step mostly involves a LOT of waiting. When the latex is fully dry, brush everything with a liberal amount of setting powder or baby powder to prevent the latex from sticking to itself as you peel it out of the mold.

And now you have your prosthetics! You can tear away some of the excess latex at the edges to make it fit your face better. I ended up tearing away almost all of the edges around the eye ridges, so it would blend better and I wouldn't have to get adhesive so close to my eyes. Tear, don't cut! It'll result in a more natural edge that's easier to blend. This video shows how to apply prosthetics. Use whatever prosthetic adhesive you want! I used spirit gum because it's what I had on hand.

Now you can go forth and live out your lizard alien dreams!!

[tiredlilguy]

Hii! I hope you’re doing well in college :)

If it’s alright to do x reader, can you write about having a romantic relationship with the flags? I rlly liked your hcs so I thought to make a flags request ! Here’s some questions to help you out

-Can they cook? - Are they affectionate? -Cuddling, big spoon or little spoon? -Are they good at comforting you?

If you do not want to do this request, you do not have too! Please take your time I don’t mind!

ASDLFJAHLSDKJFHLAKDSJFH i had to pick this one up immediately despite me having so many drafts. im boutta eat this shit up, the flags are actually literally my favorite. ty for requesting this (ノ・∀・)ノ this is very long... it's 6 pages on my document right now...

pairing(s): The Flags (separately) x GN!Reader cw: slightly suggestive for iceman and chuuya's, not proofread desc: romantic hc's with the flags, the real question is though, can albatross cook? (spoiler: no, he can't)

Pianoman:

he’s always busy, but strangely enough, whenever you ask, he’s always free

for some reason, whenever you’re in the room you’re like… the only thing on his mind and he forgets whatever he was doing before

I can see pianoman being a huge sweetheart for some reason

like… He’s the leader of the Flags, but at the same time he kind of acts like a care-taker a little bit

he just cares very deeply for his comrades and you, of course

his love languages are quality time and acts of service, but he likes to receive physical touch

this man is touch starved, so please give him a little hug when he’s stressing over deadlines and being hard on himself (since he’s a perfectionist)

speaking of physical touch: he LOVES back hugs, receiving them and giving them

he’ll be looking over at some copies of fake notes that he was working on with a frown on his face and -oh- there’s his sweet little bug squeezing him so much that he completely forgot what he was doing (he doesn’t care though, he loves you)

he’s only really affectionate when you both have a moment alone, but he won’t complain if you want a kiss or for him to hug you for a moment

when you two are alone though, he likes to give you surprise kisses or hugs; tends to be really clingy sometimes depending on how tired he is, but if you want space, he’ll listen to you

I feel like sometimes though, if he does initiate PDA, he likes to tease you: if you’re sitting on his lap, he’ll put a hand on your thigh, but then it’ll slowly trail up a little bit higher when he thinks your not paying attention, if he puts his head on your shoulder while you’re talking to someone, he might leave butterfly kisses on the side of your neck

he likes to tease you for sure, and isn’t satisfied until your a tomato…

nicknames for him… I think he’d use nicknames that are a little dorky because he likes to embarrass you, saying: “love bug” or “hot stuff” or “steady” (really old ass, from the 50’s nicknames)

“ You know, (Y/N) likes to call me studmuffin,” he brags to Chuuya, nudging the poor boy on the elbow.

“ Please leave me alone.”

I had to make the stupid reference… im sorry LMFAO

but when he’s feeling a little romantic, he’ll call you “honey”

he’s definitely good at comforting you, considering that he literally drops everything just to pay attention to you

will study every detail on your facial expression the moment that you walk in the room, but if you’re in a bad mood he won’t push you

gives you a back hug and a small kiss on the side of your head and asks if you’re ok and if you want anything

listens if you want to vent, or will leave you alone if you want. Anything you need? He’s there to take care of you.

just want to cry and lay down for a bit, that’s fine with him. He’s not the best singer, but he tries to hum to you

can he cook? He can, but I can also see him just preferring to order take out

at the end of the day, he tends to just be really tired, so cuddling up on the couch with you and some take out is enough for him (if you cook, even better, but he might want to help because he feels bad)

he’s a big spoon

when I saw that question I was like: How does this man sleep? In my brain, he’s a side sleeper, and he’d prefer to be the big spoon

when he’s drifting off to sleep, he likes to whisper sweet nothings to you

though, does he sleep? No not really, you have to drag him way from his desk and if he doesn’t budge just kiss him on the forehead and tell him to join you (he’ll end up joining you like 5 minutes later)

in conclusion, sweet bf, but also busy and tired (please give him forehead kisses)

Lippman:

Lippman is romantic as fuck

like you cannot tell me he’s got the rizz, Doc literally said he has a silver tongue (what else that tongue do *cough*)

he’s always holding your hand in his

his hands are very warm and gentle, and when he holds yours, he’s holding it very gingerly, not tugging too hard and only squeezing your hand to comfort you

love languages are gift giving and physical touch, he loves receiving words of affirmation

being an actor with may fans abroad, he hears a lot of praise from others, but none of their words mattered nearly as much as yours do

like you could just be complimenting him on how he styled his hair one day, and it’s like… the only thing he’s talking/thinking about

early on in your relationship together, he was quite shy actually: didn’t really initiate affection because sitting next to you made him feel nervous, but one day you grasped for him hand and now he just never let go

like I’m telling you, if you two are at home, he will not let go of your hand (even when he’s cooking)

speaking of cooking, he’s an amazing cook, but he’s also (similar to pianoman) busy as hell

he often likes to cook with you, enjoying your presence and closeness as you both work together to make a nice meal

he’s fine with PDA, but only if it’s PG… like he gets shy kissing you on the lips in public, but he’ll hold your hand (because he loves your hands :) )

if you initiate PDA, he won’t complain though

he’s far too shy to tell you no, and he also enjoys making you happy

seeing you happy makes him happy

nicknames for you are old romantic, but not in a dorky way. He likes to use nicknames in a different language sometimes: “mon cherié”, “cariño”

he also definitely uses “darling” and if he’s in a more excited mood, he calls you “sunshine” or “my flower”

“ There’s my pretty sunshine!,” he’d smile, as you’d run up to him and give him a hug.

comfort from him is >>>

he seems shy, but when he gets worried about you, he sort of goes into mom mode

he’s a little pushy, but if he notices you’re upset, he stops immediately

will hold you if you’re upset, and he has a sweet voice, so hearing him talk or sing will calm you down immediately

after comforting you, he’d take care of you for the rest of the day

you have work to do at home? No, you don’t, he’s going to make you tea and tell you how well beautiful you are

I can see him being very strict about his sleep schedule

he cringes at the thought of himself having wrinkles because he slept the wrong way, so he tries to go to bed at a certain time and wakes up at a certain time (mafia orders and job stuff are an exclusion though)

sometimes he goes to sleep earlier than you do, but he doesn’t mind if you interrupt him to crawl under his arms

for him, he definitely prefers to face you his sleep: he can see you face when he wakes up and nothing will make him happier

if he’s really tired though, he might like burying his head in your chest as your massaging his head with your hands

he’ll let out a soft groan before falling right to sleep

he doesn’t mind holding you either though: you being the little spoon or resting your head on his chest

likes to kiss your eyelids before he goes to bed ;;-;;

soft romantic bf, can be shy, but he tries this best to make you happy

doesn’t care just as long as there’s a smile on your face

Iceman:

Iceman is very much a lone wolf, but with you it’s “I literally hate everyone else, but I will give the world to you”

he can and will kill for you, rest assured you are very protective

though despite his rough exterior, he’s a kind man

honestly, he doesn’t really care so much for PDA, but he gladly accepts any form of affection you give him

he’s most likely not the one that initiated it, but the only time’s he does is if he’s talking with the others: he often gestures for you to come over to sit on his lap (and you do so, because who would say no-)

or if he doesn’t initiate PDA, it’s usually out of jealousy or to show people that your his

like let’s say you’re talking with someone for a bit too long, he’s probably going to slide a hand on your waist and giving you a soft kiss on the cheek, telling you that you both have to leave (you got no where to go, he’s just wants you attention instead-)

this man has the best kisses, like if anything those are what make your heart flutter the most

it doesn’t matter what kind of kiss he gives you: one of the cheek, a short peck, etc, it still makes you feel somewhat flustered and a tomato (which he grins at)

he doesn’t seem like the type, but he likes to tease you in more of a subtle way.

You were putting on a pair of pants and adjusting them at your hips: zipping up the front zipper and button. You then reached over to the side to find a belt, only to realize that it wasn’t there. Suddenly, hands slipped around your waist and you realized that Iceman was doing you belt for you.

“ These pants compliment your waist quite well,” he whispered gently into your ear. It almost sounded like a bit of a growl. You felt your chest flutter as you let him do his thing. Though before anything else happened, he buckled your belt together and slipped his hands away, walking away as if nothing happened.

nicknames for you are simple. He doesn’t want to do anything more ambitious and he feels proud that he can call you simple nicknames: “love” and “babe” or “baby”

those nicknames make you feel flustered either way… so I mean

He notices you trying to reach something that was on the top shelf, but stops you. Getting you off the counter, and reaching for it himself,” Let me help you, Love.”

he’s the kind of man that lana del ray writes in her music *cough*

he LOVES YOUR WAIST: he’s always touching it

sometimes he’ll place a gentle hand on the side of your waist while passing you, he’ll take any chance he can to pick you up by the waist (and sit you down on the kitchen counter *cough*), slow dancing with his hands resting just a top your hips while you both listen to his old records

he’s just… always touching ur waist all the time

likes to do a lot of the heavy work for you like if you’re moving something large, or carrying bags

he only does it because he knows you’re entirely capable, he just doesn’t want you to ever lift a finger if he’s around

love languages are physical touch and acts of service

he’s a sweet comforter, but he most likely doesn’t say much

he’s always listening and he’ll do whatever you ask of him, but he just prefers actions over words

will hold you until you fall asleep if you were crying, he wipes your tears too :(

will not feel rested until your completely asleep next to him

the way he holds you is definitely you laying on his chest with your ear to his heart while he’s lying on his back with an arm slung around your waist

definitely does that really sweet thing where he’ll caress your side in circles

he smokes before he goes to bed, but if it bothers you, he’ll stop (or just smoke outside)

always makes sure that before he leaves for work that you’re awake (even if you’re half-awake), happy, and with a cup of tea/coffee

conclusion: lone wolf kind of lover aka everything that I want *cough*

Doc:

I feel like in a romantic relationship to him, there are very few moments where it seems romantic to the public eye

though in between you two, I can see it being very shy love

he tends not to initiate much affection, but you can quite literally see it in his eyes that he’s begging

at first, it seemed rather creepy and you thought he didn’t like you all that much, but in reality he was just silently asking for your attention

Doc is the kind of person that stands… really really close to you, so much that you’re a little bit uncomfortable and when you turn around and look at him, he smiles

he doesn’t initiate PDA at first, allowing you to show affection

he loves receiving head pats from you, it makes him feel proud of himself

though, when he started getting comfortable between the two of you, he likes to lay on you

like I’m talking… laying on your thighs, head on your shoulder, he likes to lean on you

since he’s rather sickly, he tends to be really cold quite often, so to him, you’re his personal heater

isn’t one to kiss you on the lips unless he’s feeling really passionate: a kiss on the cheek or on the forehead is enough for him

usually prefers to receive affection then give it, BUT he’s working on it, and for now standing next to him is enough

love language is very much quality time

he just likes to sit next to you, even if you’re not touching or saying anything

the silence with him is always comfortable with him, doesn’t matter what you’re both doing

the nicknames that he uses are really simple, but weird, yet strangely sweet like “happy pill” or “bug”

As he enters your room, he crosses his arms as he looks around for you. “ Hey, where’s my happy pill…WOAH-!”

You quickly tackled him into a hug. Though not hard enough for him to fall over. Doc let out a small smile as you hugged him albeit a little roughly.

his comforting doesn’t really come out very often

for example: let’s say you get injured

he’ll turn into a completely different person, rather serious and focused when he’s treating you

but if you are in pain, he’ll be holding onto you gently as he’s trying to patch you up

he hushes you if you wince from the pain

can he cook? Nope, and he doesn’t really try to either

because he’s a doctor, he tends to be busy and doesn’t really have much time to take care of himself

so either his subordinates deliver food to him, or you deliver him food (which he’s very grateful for)

I can see him being the kind of person who sleeps on his back, or on you… like from earlier

he’ll very easily fall asleep on your lap if you hand is touching his hair, but to be honest he’ll sleep anywhere

this man does not sleep, so if you offer your shoulder for him to lean on, he’ll most likely knock out

he takes naps anywhere… sleeps anywhere, so it’s quite hard to get him to sleep in a bed

anyways, if you’d like to sleep next to him, he usually lifts his arms so that you can nuzzle into his side as he lies on his back

if you’re too scared to be near him though, he might just hold your hand as you both fall asleep next to each other

he likes watching you sleep though, so sometimes he’ll just prop himself up on a pillow with a book while holding your hand in his other

in conclusion: he’s a quiet and sweet lover

Albatross:

PUPPY LOVE PUPPY LOVE PUPPY LOVE

he quite literally follows you every where

you’re going to the store? Ok, he wants to take you for a ride on his motorcycle. You’re going to go get some coffee at that cafe downstairs? He’s already throwing on his jacket. You’re just getting up to go get another snack? Well, he’s not going to let you leave his arms, so up he goes with you.

he’s always hugging you, doesn’t matter what you’re both doing

greets you with a hug, says goodbye with a hug, will just… hug you if you’re standing within proximity of him

I can also see Albatross taking his little furry jacket vest thing and putting it on you, as well as his sunglasses

no, you cannot argue with him, he’s going to do it anyways if you’re both having a casual moment together

as you can see from just now, he LOVES PDA

he loves to receive it, loves to give it

he’s always holding your hand, or waist, or has his head on your shoulder or on top of your head if you’re standing in front of him, is always hugging you

once again, no you cannot argue with him, he will probably cry, you haven’t tried to argue with him though… but you have a feeling that he would cry

sometimes you tend to forget that he’s behind you, and someone will end up pointing it out (usually Chuuya… the other Flags are used to it)

he lets you braid his rat tail and doesn’t take it out until you do, and you only take it out if you want to redo it

love languages are physical touch and quality time, he loves to receive physical touch back (please hug and kiss him, he enjoy it even if it’s a small thing)

can and will take you out for his midnight drives and shenanigans

once dragged you out of bed so that you could both go to the beach and run into the water (you were both still in your night wear, but seeing him laughing and smiling made you happy too)

he likes driving a lot faster than normal just so that you can cling onto him, his makes butterflies go absolutely HAM in his stomach

nicknames for you are cutesy, he doesn’t really like traditional nicknames and sometimes they remind him of Lippman and it makes him cringe

he likes to call you “Dumpling” or “Marshmallow”… maybe he’s just hungry, I don’t know

“ Dumplin’, can you pass me the wrench that’s in that toolbox next to you over there?”

speaking of wrenches, he feels happy whenever you visit him at his garage

you can just sit there and listen to him talk for hours on end while he fixes things up

he leaves his toolbox next to you on purpose just so that you can hand it to him

I can imagine that if you hand him a tool and he’s laying on his back under a car on one of those rolley cart things

instead of reaching out for it with his hand, he’ll quickly roll up and take it from you, but not before swiping his stained hand on your cheek and giving you a quick kiss

he’s just silly… and he likes to give you little form of affection

DO NOT LET THIS MAN COOK OH MY GOD

he may be great at cars and boats and planes, but do not let him cook

he will somehow find a way to burn the kitchen by just touching the pan with the stove off

though despite being a shitty cooker, he’s a big foodie

he loves to eat literally everything and tries new things because he heard a review

if you bring him to a new restaurant, he’ll be taking photos of his food and be reviewing it as he eats it

I can see him sleeping sprawled out on the bed, if you join him, he’ll unconsciously cling onto you like a magnet

he’s a pretty deep sleeper, but he’s always looking for you in his sleep

if you leave, he’ll whine and try to look for you even if with his eyes closed

in conclusion: he’s very much in his puppy love era, and his face is always red when he’s talking to you… he’s a blushy boy around you

Chuuya:

he’s very much a tsun, so it might be quite hard for him to get close to you, or even show affection

though, just know that despite how much he acts like he doesn’t like your affection, he recretly loves it

he fell first and harder mind you

he treats you like literal royalty behind closed doors though

Chuuya’s not really one for PDA, and he’s not going to initiate it under any circumstance

the only reason is because he has a tendency to want to continue to show his rough exterior out in public

he can get kind of awkward if you initiate it, but will relax into it after a while

though, when he greets you in public he’s a gentlemen: he’ll even kiss your hand and lead you places by the hand sometimes

though that’s about it

behind doors though, he’s… so clingy

bike the moment that you close the door, he already has his arms around your waist

if he kisses you anywhere, it’s on your neck, and he does it in the most dramatic way possible

he’ll take one of your hands in his as he’s behind you and he’ll let out a short breathe on your neck before kissing gently

don’t get him wrong though, he still loves to kiss your lips

if anything, he’s addicted to your taste

love languages are gift giving and acts of service

I just know this man will literally get you anything just to make you happy

expensive jewlery? No problem, baby. You want that coat that’s over a thousand dollars? It’ll be in your closet in a couple of days.

this man is loaded so… (MAKE HIS POCKETS HURT)

he definitely does a lot of things around the house if he’s not busy

the moment that he’s home, all house chores as his now and if you argue with him, he’s going to sit you up on the kitchen counter and uh… yeah.

anyways, he likes to help around the house when he can: if you made dinner, he’s doing the dishes. Even if he made dinner, no, sit down, he’s still going to do the dishes

he simply just doesn’t want you to lift a finger and wants you to sit pretty on the couch and enjoy yourself for a moment

speaking of cooking, yes… he can cook and he’s REALLY good at it

he had no former way of teaching himself other than wanting to find a new hobby, and oh my god if the dishes that he makes aren’t literally amazing

he enjoys cooking dishes that go well with his wine depending on what he felt like drinking from his collection

nicknames that he uses are simple and easy, but they get to the point. He’ll use nicknames like “doll” or “sweet stuff”; not as simple as ice man, but he likes them

He wraps his arms around you as you were cooking dinner,” How was your day, doll? Whatcha makin’?”

I can see him comforting a lot similar to iceman

he’ll listen quietly to literally anything you ask

if you want to be held, he’ll lay down on the couch and hold you in his arms as you’re laying down on top of him

will use his ability to make you both float away from the surface for a moment: something that he used to do that always calmed him down

he likes to caress your hair, so let him when he’s trying to comfort you.

if he’s sleeping with you, he’s definitely a spooner and he is the big spoon

he snores for sure, but he never loosens his grip if he’s holding onto you

sweet boy (-w-)

[bwabys-scenarios]

Reunited

Part 35

Illumi x Reader x Feitan(+Kurapika)

part 34

Routes to take

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(Name) walked up the stairs to Kurapika’s room, Leorio staring at her wide eyed when she walked through the door.

“Oh wow. You look, um…”

“You look stunning…”

Kurapika was sitting up in bed, a tray containing the soup (Name) had made on his lap.

The girl blushed, placing her purse on the table before pulling off the long white gloves a feitan had given her. “Oh, um, thank you. Sorry I was gone for so long.”

Kurapika shook his head, his eyes moving from her chest to her exposed thigh. “Don’t apologize, I heard you’ve been by my side day and night since you were told about my condition.”

(Name) took over feeding Kurapika, blowing on each spoonful before offering it to him.

“You’re an amazing cook, I’m already feeling much better.”

He did look a little better, able to sit up by himself without falling over, but (Name) still pouted.

“You’re not thinking of getting up anytime soon, are you?”

Kurapika chuckled. “Well, I was planning on leaving tomorrow with my boss, but…”

He placed a hand on her cheek. “I promised I would take you on a date, right?”

She nodded, leaning into his touch, kissing his palm.

“Ew, get a room you two!” Leorio yelled, making gagging sounds.

“Don’t worry, I plan to.”

Both Leorio and (Name)’s jaws dropped at that statement.

A few hours passed, Kurapika eventually able to walk upstairs to talk with Gon about his nen training. As he did, she got a phone call from Feitan.

“(Name), got you something. Heard about Greed Island?”

She tilted her head, leaning against the outside wall of the motel. “Yeah, I have.”

“Got you copy. Leaving it in your apartment along with console. Phinks wrote a note explaining how to find us once you’re in game.”

(Name) pouted. “So you’re going into the game?”

“Yes. For own reasons. Hope… hope I’ll see you there.”

She was quiet for a moment. “I might be a few days late, but I’ll come. I heard it’s dangerous though.”

“Don’t worry, we protect you. Always.”

She felt her heart skip a beat, clutching the fabric of her shirt. “Alright… I’m in. I have to go now, please be safe Fei. I love you.”

Feitan gripped his phone tighter, glancing at Phinks before responding.

“… see you then.”

(Name) giggled to herself when he hung up. ‘God he’s so cute. Maybe I’ll be nice and kiss him when I see him again.’

——————

(Name) watched over Kurapika’s recovery another day before she sat down next to him with an offer.

“Would… would you like to come stay at my condo? It’ll be a lot more comfortable there.”

His eyes widened and his cheeks turned pink. She was offering for him to stay with her.

Alone.

“Oh… that does sound nice. You sure it won’t be a bother?”

(Name) shook her head quickly. “Not at all!”

She left to call a taxi for the two, waving as she walked down the stairs. He couldn’t help but sigh, brushing back his hair and smiling.

Leorio plopped down onto the couch in front of Kurapika. “Wow, she’s inviting you over to her place, huh? You know what that means.”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow. “What are you implying, Leorio?”

He snickered. “You might just get lucky. I’ve seen the way you two have been looking at each other. I’m surprised you haven’t pounced on her yet.”

Kurapika huffed. “I would never ‘pounce’ on her. I love (Name), if she never wanted to have… make…”

He blushed trying to get the words out. “If she never wanted to go any further than kissing that would be fine with me. It’s not about… that.”

Leorio waved his hand dismissively, giving the poor flustered blonde a break. “Yeah, yeah. I’m just saying she’s been giving you some pretty strong signals. Try and… be gentle with her alright?”

Kurapika groaned. “Please shut up.”

(Name) arrived back a moment later, smiling at Kurapika and Leorio. “They’ll be here in 15 minutes.”

While they waited, Kurapika packed his meager belongings, butterflies in his stomach. He was excited to spend more time with (Name). Even being near her was enough to make him blush, the thought of potentially sleeping in the same bed with her, even without sex, made his head spin.

“Kurapika, he’s here!”

He ran down the stairs and climbed into the cab, sliding in next to (Name). Kurapika was still tired, but he had nearly recovered. Another day and he’d be good as new.

“When we get to my condo, I’ll start on some dinner. There’s a TV and some books you can read if you get bored!”

He leaned his head against her shoulder, glad he was tired so she wouldn’t question. Not like she would anyways, but Kurapika didn’t know that.

“I don’t think I could ever be bored when you’re around.”

(Name) giggled at this, the sound making Kurapika smile. He’d forgotten how much he loved to hear her laugh.

They arrived at (Name)’s condo, the girl carrying Kurapika’s bag for him. When he attempted to protest, she stuck her tongue out at him.

“Noope, you’re not feeling well! I’ll be taking care of you, Mister!”

He couldn’t argue with her, especially when she was being this cute. “Alright, but when I’m better I get to carry you around as much as I want.”

“Deal.”

She set him up on the couch, unpacking his bag and throwing the machine washable clothes he had into the wash. Kurapika relaxed on the couch with a cup of tea, watching some random cartoon movie she put on.

“I hope you don’t mind baked chicken for dinner.”

He smiled and sipped his tea. “That sounds lovely, angel.”

She still wasn’t used to that nickname, her legs rubbing together slightly. He didn’t miss this small motion, his eyes lingering on her bare thighs before he looked away.

‘Can’t get too excited. Not until I’m sure she wants me.’

———————

After dinner Kurapika took a shower. She left a freshly washed pair of his pajamas on the bathroom counter for him along with a fluffy towel.

He walked out of the shower with his hair still wet. Kurapika shyly sat down on the floor in front of her.

“Oh, do you want me to dry it again?”

He nodded. “Yes, I’ve wanted that since you did it last.”

She began drying it. “Really? I don’t mind doing it at all, you know. Honestly, I enjoy spending time with you.”

He was glad she couldn’t see just how red his cheeks had gotten when she said that. “I hope… we can spend a lot of time together.”

He relaxed under her gentle touch, leaning back against her knees. (Name) giggled and kissed the top of his head, causing him to look up in surprise, and her to place a kiss on his lips.

Kurapika’s eyes widened a bit before he sighed into the kiss, reaching his hand up to caress her cheek. When he pulled away his eyes were half lidded, staring up at her.

“You’re so affectionate lately. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy it, but…”

He crossed his legs. “It makes me want more.”

She looked away from him and tried not to blush, but he could tell she was flustered. “Oh…”

She continued to dry his hair, humming the Kurtan lullaby he taught her months ago. It felt nice to receive all of her attention for once, with no one else to get in the way.

“It’s dry, now. I’ll get changed, you can get into bed.”

Kurapika blinked. “Into bed? Is this not your room?”

(Name) smiled at him, standing up and walking over to the bathroom. “Yes, it is. Would you rather sleep on the couch?”

He shook his head, plopping himself down onto her bed. “… much more comfortable here.”

She snickered and closed the bathroom door behind her.

Kurapika waited on the bed, glancing from the bathroom door, to his lap, to the bathroom door again until it opened.

She walked out in a short nightgown, rubbing at her eyes sleepily. “So, we going on that date tomorrow?”

When he looked closer he noticed just HOW short that nightgown was when she turned around to close the door behind her. It barely covered her entire ass, revealing the smallest hint of her panties at the hem of her dress.

Kurapika decided to look away before the urge to pull her dress up and panties down overwhelmed him.

She climbed into bed, seemingly unaware of her affect on him. (Name) pulled the cover up to her chin and looked at him, giggling.

“Earth to Kurapika. Are we going on that date tomorrow?”

He blinked, shaking his head to clear away his dirty thoughts.

“Oh, um… yes. You said you’d like to go to a cat cafe, yes? Melody said there’s a popular one near here. We can walk over for lunch.”

“Sounds like a plan!”

(Name) snuggled closer to him, the man’s breath hitching in his throat when she wrapped her arms around him. “Oh, don’t be shy. You can touch me if you’d like.”

Kurapika’s brain short circuited. His hands moved to hover around her hips for a moment before finally finding their place around her waist.

“You’re always so warm…” he said softly. Kurapika couldn’t help but nuzzle his face against her neck, causing the girl to gasp.

“Careful, I’m… a little sensitive there.”

He stopped for a moment, glancing at her from the corner of his eye before nipping at her neck gently.

“Eep!”

He felt her grip on him tighten, now feeling her leg wrap around his waist to pull him closer. Kurapika blinked. She was staring at him with wide, surprised eyes.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean t-“

She gave him a kiss to silence him. “Shh, it’s alright. You just surprised me is all.”

(Name) kissed across his jaw and to his neck. He was beginning to breathe heavy with all of this affection. Kurapika gasped when her tongue lapped at his skin, immediately moving his hands to grab her ass.

“Woah!”

(Name) giggled against his skin, causing him to whimper. Every little touch was sending him over the edge, the hardness between his legs making it obvious how much he wanted her.

He’d been having absolutely filthy thoughts about this woman for months, and now she was in bed next to him, kissing HIM!

Before she could even think, Kurapika hand was slipping from her waist to her panties, his fingers rubbing at her slit through the thin material.

(Name) hadn’t been expecting this, the woman letting out a yelp. “K-Kurapika!”

He could feel her grow wet through her panties. “Yes, angel?”

He applied more pressure, causing her to bury her face in his chest.

‘Cute…’

Soon enough he wasn’t satisfied with just rubbing her through her panties. Kurapika repositioned them so she was on her back and he was lying with his head between her legs.

(Name) blinked before she realized what had happened. Even in his weakened state, he’d flipped her over and gotten between her legs faster than she could think.

“I want you.”

He hooked his fingers under the waistband of her panties, staring up at her for approval. Kurapika waited patiently, knowing how scary it must be to have a man between her legs, possibly for the first time.

(Name) sighed softly. “Go ahead…”

She seemed a little hesitant, but there was excitement and lust lacing her voice. He pulled them down quickly, his breath hitching in his throat at the sight of her bare pussy.

(Name) immediately shut her legs out of instinct, gasping at the cold air fanning over her.

Kurapika seemed transfixed by her, his hands prying her thighs apart easily. She whimpered, a bit embarrassed for him to be looking at such an intimate area with those hungry eyes.

“God, you’re beautiful… better than I could have ever imagined.”

He propped himself up between her legs, getting comfortable. He planned on staying there a while, after all. “May I… have a taste?”

(Name) covered her face, unable to look him in the eye, but gave a nod of approval.

Kurapika would have liked for her to watch him enjoy his meal, but knew how flustered she must be. ‘It’s adorable, really.’

He kissed her thigh, nipping at her skin. “My angel. I’ve wanted this for so long, you know. It’s been hard to resist, ever since we first kissed.”

He kissed his way down until his lips met her inner thigh. “I’m going to start now, okay?”

“Okay…”

He lapped at her folds, causing her to grip the sheets. Kurapika couldn’t help but chuckle against her. “Are you sensitive here?”

He gently pulled her hips closer to his head, finally diving in. She gasped out, trying to steady herself by holding onto the bedsheets.

He seemed to notice het struggling, and pulled her hand towards his hair. “Hold on, angel.”

His tongue prodded at her clit, causing her to pull his hair and moan. He could feel her thighs squeeze him gently, almost cumming in his pants. Kurapika had imagined this exact scenario so many times, and now he was loving it.

Kurapika held onto her thighs as he gently sucked on her clit, his fingers making their way to her core. He slipped one of his fingers in, causing her to buck her hips into his face.

“Hnnn!”

He looked up to her, raising an eyebrow. “You’ll need to stay still, angel. It’ll be hard for me to make you feel good if you’re moving too much.”

“B-but it feels so good…”

The whine in her voice made his cock twitch. Kurapika took a deep breath before pulling her hips back into place and keeping a good grip on them to keep her from moving.

“I know, I know. Just be good for me, okay?”

She nodded, looking down at him with tears in her eyes.

“Okay…”

With that, he went back to eating her out, adding another finger. When she moved her hips to buck again, he kept her in place with his strong grip.

‘Hmm, she’s really tight. I’ll need to stretch her out on my fingers…’

“Ahh, t-too much!”

Kurapika gasped when she pulled at his hair more intensely, beginning to lose herself in pleasure.

“Getting close, huh?”

He moved his fingers in a scissoring motion, humming against her clit.

“‘P-pika…”

His eyes widened slightly. Was that some sort of nickname, or was she so close to her orgasm she was having trouble speaking? Either way, he liked it.

“Yes?”

She panted slightly, peeking down at him. “I’m… I’m…”

He paused his motions, smiling. “You’re what?”

She gasped, wiggling her hips. “D-don’t stop! Gonna cum!”

His breath hitched, the blonde immediately continued to finger her, faster this time.

He only slowed down when he felt her walls tighten around his fingers. She gasped and whines as she came, bucking her hips into his face.

This time he let her ride out her orgasm, continuing his assault on her clit until she finally calmed down.

As he heard her sigh, he began climbing on top of her, positioning his hips in between her legs. He wiped her juices from his chin, licking his fingers.

“I didn’t think anything than could taste sweeter than your lips…”

He kissed her cheek, his hands reaching down to his pants.

Before he began to unbutton his pants to chase his own high, he glanced down at her.

She was looking up at him with eyes she was barely able to keep open. He remembered how sleepy she had been even before they’d gotten into bed, knowing she’d had been staying up late to watch over him the past few days.

“Mmm, Kurapika? You gonna…” she yawned, rubbing her eyes. “You gonna continue?”

He pushed back his hair and gave her a smile. He positioned the two so they were laying on their sides, pulling her into his chest.

“Kurapika? Do you want me to…”

She trailed her hand down his chest, stopping right above the waistband to his pants. He grabbed her hand and dragged it back up to his lips, kissing each of her fingertips.

“No, it’s alright. You’re tired. We have to wake up early, remember?”

She pouted at him, nuzzling into his chest. “But… you made me feel so good, it’s not fair…”

He chuckled. “Making you feel good makes me happier than you’d think. That’s enough for me.”

Kurapika hissed when she pulled him closer with her leg. “Okay… goodnight…”

She was pressing up against him, falling asleep soon after. Kurapika sighed, pressing a sweet kiss to her lips before pulling away a bit to deal with the ache between his legs.

He ended up cumming all over her bare pussy, feeling a bit embarrassed about it. ‘Oh well, I’m sure she won’t mind.’

Kurapika felt weirdly uneasy over the fact his cum was on her, not IN her. He collected some of his cum on his finger, glancing up at her sleeping face before slipping it into her cunt.

‘There, that’s better.’

———————

“Kurapikaaa, wake up!”

The blondes eyes opened slowly, drinking in the sight before him.

(Name) was sitting on the bed next to him, wearing only a towel around herself. She must of just taken a shower.

“You can go ahead and take one. I was going to ask if you wanted to take a shower with me, but you wouldn’t wake up.”

She giggled when he turned red. “Shower with you? Damn it…”

He seemed disappointed he hadn’t woken up, a pout forming on his face.

“How about to make up for it, I give you a little peek?”

She toyed with her towel, giving him a teasing smile. He turned away quickly, waving his hand.

“Let’s… let’s wait until after the cafe. If I see you now, I won’t be able to control myself…”

It was her turn to be flustered now, the girl giggling. “Really? I didn’t know I had that much of an effect on you…”

She hid her face in her hands before leaving to get dressed in the bathroom.

‘She’s too cute. I need to claim her, before someone else does…’

He waited for her to get dressed, picking out his outfit for the day. When she walked out, he sighed dreamily.

“How’s this? It’s a little cold today.”

She was wearing a pair of jeans with a (fav color) cardigan and scarf. He reached out and fixed her scarf, smiling. “You’re adorable. The prettiest woman I’ve ever seen.”

She stared up at him with her jaw dropped, before running away. “You’re going to over heat me, I can only blush so much!”

He chuckled. “Sorry, angel. It’s hard to not compliment you when you’re finally here with me. I want to really… soak in our time together.”

Kurapika closed the bathroom door behind him and took a quick shower. (Name) dried his hair for him again, the man humming the lullaby along with her this time. He hadn’t felt this loved, this content in years. He hoped that if this was a dream, he’d never wake up.

They walked hand in hand down the street, occasionally stopping so (Name) could take a picture of them. His heart almost stopped when she made one of them her home-screen picture.

“Oh, there it is! They sell boba too!”

They entered the cafe, (Name) nearly jumping out of her boots in excitement. He couldn’t help but laugh at how happy she was. “I have cats, ya know? And I miss them so much. I can’t wait to hold one!”

Kurapika kissed the top of her head, the girl calming down enough to look up at him. “It’s our turn, angel.”

She followed him in, gasping. There were cats everywhere, in little cat trees, running across the floor, sitting on tables. (Name) pointed, starting to tear up. “Kurapika please help me pick which one to pet first, or I’ll get too overwhelmed.”

He crouched down and picked up a small orange kitten, holding it out to her. “How about this one?”

The kitten mewled in his arms, trying to escape. She picked it up and scratched under its chin, instantly calming it.

‘They say animals are drawn to pure individuals.’

He watched as various cats began to walk up to her, sniffing her legs before clinging up into her lap. She had to sit down so they could all be held by her.

“You sure are popular!”

He pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of (Name), the girl nearly completely covered in cats.

“This is the happiest day of my life.”

Kurapika smiled as she kissed the top of each cats head, cooing gently to the small creatures. “Kurapika this is the best date I’ve ever been on.”

“Angel, we’ve only been here for 10 minutes.” he said with a laugh.

“I know, my point still stands.”

The cats didn’t seem to pay much attention to Kurapika, following (Name) around as she played with and fed them treats. He swore his camera role might fill up entirely just with pictures of her.

Kurapika couldn’t help it though, especially when she looked so cute.

“Times up! Thank you for coming!”

The owner of the cafe walked into the room, giving them an apologetic smile. Kurapika had to help the owner pull the cats off of (Name) while she attempted to leave.

“Bye kitties, I’ll miss you!”

She pouted a bit as Kurapika led her away, a boba he ordered for her in his other hand. “We can come back later, if you want.”

She shook her head. “No, it’s fine. Why don’t you pick what we should do next?”

He blinked, sipping from her boba. “Hmm… honestly, I would prefer to just cuddle with you at home. Maybe grab some takeout?”

She nodded slowly, clinging to his arm. “You sure?”

He stopped and cupped her cheek, the girl flinching slightly from the coldness of his palm. “Of course. You being in my arms is all I want right now.”

“Kurapika… you’re just the sweetest.”

She kissed his palm, before holding it tightly. “If your hands were cold, you could have told me.”

She continued following behind him, now holding onto his hand tightly.

He couldn’t describe how he felt in that moment, happy would be an understatement. She made him feel whole, like he’d finally found the missing piece to the puzzle of his life.

And he wasn’t letting go anytime soon.

———————

They grabbed some lunch before arriving home. She pulled off her pants and ran to her room to slip into a pair of shorts to be more comfortable.

He blinked and stared the entire time, surprised she was this at ease around him to get half naked. ‘I know I saw her… exposed lower half last night, but seeing her in her underwear…”

He stared down at the tent rising in his pants. He quickly jumped on the couch and pulled a blanket over his form.

“Okay, I’m ready!”

(Name) turned on a random movie before climbing onto the couch and sitting next to him. She rested her hand against his thigh, smiling to herself when he tensed under her touch.

“Pikaa~”

He jumped a bit at the way she’d said his name. “… yes?”

She ran a finger up and down his thigh, giving him a pretty smile. “Can I… touch you?”

His entire face turned beet red, his eyes going wide. “T-touch me? Where?”

Kurapika could already tell what her answer would be by the way she glanced down to the tent forming in his pants. “Weren’t we supposed to be cuddling?”

She tilted her head. “Well if you just want to cuddle that’s-“

“No, no. I… I would like if you…”

He stuttered, obviously flustered. He’d never been touched by another person, and he’d been wanting her for months now.

“Hmm…”

She toyed with his tabard, looking up at him with those pretty (e/c) eyes. “Wanna go to the bedroom?”

He nodded a bit too earnestly, causing her to giggle. “Come, follow me.”

She led him by the hand to the bedroom, closing the door behind them. She sat him on the end after pulling his tabard off, leaving him only in his white underclothes.

She sat down on the floor in front of him, leaning her chin against his knee. “Could you take off your shirt for me, Pika?”

His heart began to thump against his chest painfully as he pulled his shirt off, exposing his pale chest. She tutted softly when she spotted new scars littering his skin. “You should really be more careful, you’re gonna end up really hurt…”

She scooted until she was between his legs and kissed a scar on his tummy. He whimpered, feeling her breasts rest against the bulge in his pants.

“You’re really cute, you know?”

He could only blush, his breath hitching in his throat when her palm rested on his bulge. She rubbed gently, looking up at him. “Want me to take your pants off?”

“P-please…”

She giggled and pulled the waistband of his pants down, blinking as his cock sprang forward and nearly smacked her in the face.

“Oh, wow…”

Kurapika couldn’t look, covering his eyes. He was super embarrassed to expose how much he wanted her.

“Kurapika, your cock is so pretty!”

He gasped at her foul language. “(Name)! That’s… that’s so dirty.”

“Really?”

She blew on his head, causing his cock to twitch. “H-hey!”

He opened his eyes to see her hand reaching out to touch him. He watched as her fingers wrapped along his length, the man neatly cumming instantly from her touch alone.

“H-hnnn… (Name)…”

She began stroking slowly, seemingly mesmerized by the way it twitched in her hand. “You know, I’ve never done anything like this before, so I’m sorry if I’m not that good. I’ll try to make you feel good though, okay?”

He panted softly, staring down at her with lust filled eyes. The way she looked at his cock with those big curious eyes both turned him on, and amused him.

“W-well I’m glad I could be the first one you… touch like this.”

(Name) leaned forward a bit, glancing up at him. “Oh, are you not a virgin too?”

His face turned even more red, if that was possible. “M-me? No, I am.”

She rubbed her legs together a bit, biting her lip. “Could have fooled me. You made me cum hard yesterday, better than I can do for myself.”

This filled him with a certain sense of pride, his cock twitching in her hand again. She took this as a chance to stick her tongue out and lick the tip lightly.

“(N-Name)!!!”

He gasped out, precum leaking from his tip. She giggled. ‘He really is a cutie.’

“Yes, Pika?”

He covered his mouth, his eyes burning a pretty shade of red. “P-please… do that again.”

She smiled. “Of course, sweetheart.”

He sighed dreamily when she leaned forward and took him into her mouth. She looked absolutely adorable as she bobbed her head slowly, pushing some of her hair out of her face.

Even doing something so lewd, she was still gentle and occasionally rubbed his thigh soothingly, glancing up to make sure he was enjoying himself.

After a bit she pulled back, letting his cock fall from her lips with a soft ‘pop!’. She smiled up at him, continuing to stroke him softly.

(Name) planted a sweet kiss on the tip, causing him to reach out and push her head back a little.

“No more, don’t wanna finish yet…”

She blinked and tilted her head. “Hmm? Do you wanna…”

He nodded, gesturing for her to stand up. She did, Kurapika holding onto her hips and pulling her in for a heated kiss.

He pulled away and stared at her with those scarlet eyes, a string saliva connecting they tongues.

“My perfect angel. I’m going to take your virginity today, okay?”

This made her face heat up. “… okay.”

Kurapika pulled her shirt over her head, pausing for a moment when he noticed she hadn’t worn a bra.

He hadn’t seen her breasts yet, and they certainly were an… eyeful…

“Mmm…”

He groped her chest, his hand squishing and squeezing them, a bit too rough. “H-hey, be gentle!”

She grabbed his hands and pouted at him. He looked up apologetically. “Sorry, I just got a little excited.”

He relaxed his grip, letting his thumbs run over her nipples gently. She sighed contentedly. “That’s better…”

His hands left her breasts, moving to her shorts to pull them down, exposing a pair of white panties with little scarlet hearts covering them. “Did you wear these for me?”

“Maybe!”

He pulled them down as well, looking her up and down. Now completely exposed, she felt the need to cover herself, but he grabbed her arms before she could.

“You’re beautiful, (Name). Don’t hide away from me.”

His fingers traced the stretch marks on her hips, before pulling her onto the bed with him.

She squeaked as he pinned her down, his face hovering over hers.

“Pika… you’ll be gentle right?”

She rubbed her legs together, glancing up at him with anxious eyes. (Name) was scared, yet aroused.

“Angel…”

He caressed her cheek, planting kisses all over her face. “Of course. If at any time you want me to stop, I will.”

He positioned himself between her hips, lining up with her cunt.

“Are you ready?”

She nodded slowly, pulling him closer so he’d kiss her as he slid in.

He pushed gently against her cunt, cooing in her ear when she whined in pain. “Shh, I know. We’re almost there, okay?”

He peppered kisses down her neck, his breath hitching as he pushed in further.

God, he wanted to thrust into her more than anything, pound into her until she was a mess, but he kept calm.

“Pika, it hurts…”

She whimpered, a few tears pooling in her eyes. He kissed them away, before finally bottoming out.

She immediately wrapped her legs around his hips, desperate for his comfort. He held onto her, rubbing soothing circles into her thighs.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I’m right here…”

It took a few minutes for her to get adjusted to his size. He was about six inches, but girthy, and the stretch was a bit painful.

“P-pika?”

He swallowed, staring down at where they were connected. She could feel his cock twitch inside her. “Yes?”

“… you can… you can move now.”

He glanced back up to see her biting her lip, her hips moving ever so slightly against him.

He didn’t need her to say it twice. He slowly pulled his hips back, hissing at the feeling of her walls gripping him so tightly.

“Hnnn, angel…”

He pushed back in, (Name) bouncing slightly from the force. “Eep!”

He moved in and out at a slow, steady pace. This was a new experience for him too, the man panting from the effort of holding himself back.

He moved faster, holding onto her hips as he thrusted in and out, leaning down to lock his lips with hers.

“So so tight, angel. Wanna be inside you for forever…”

Her sweet, well spoken Kurapika was coming undone, moving to her neck to nip and bite, the girl squeaking out. “P-Pika!”

She mewled when his fingers moved to rub at her clit. “G-gonna… gonna cum, Pika…”

He continued his work on her neck, his possessive side taking over. “Mine, all mine. Gonna make you all mine okay?”

She wasn’t able to argue when he was beginning to pound into her, rubbing at her clit. “It’s okay angel, you can cum…”

He could feel her walls flutter around him when she came, her arms shooting out to pull him closer. “Kurapika!”

He barely kept himself from cumming, his tongue pushing itself into her mouth to silence her whines and whimpers.

“Mmph…”

(Name) gasped when she felt Kurapika push her legs up to her chest and continue to pound into her through her orgasm. ‘Need to… need to get her… get her pregnant…’

He had done a bit of research before on what positions would be best for getting a woman pregnant, and this position was called the mating press. It should work, right?

“Pika, ah!”

The way he was looking down at her as he sank into her cunt could make her blush all on its own. Those pretty scarlet eyes on her face, his mouth open in a pant.

“Shh shh, it’s okay. Just…”

His movements became harsher, more rough as he let loose a little. It was easier to move now that she came around him, providing natural lubricant.

But he paused when he heard (Name) whine, this time with tears in her eyes.

“G-gentle, please… you promised…”

He paused for a moment, before nodding. “Sorry, angel. You’re right, I’ll go slower, okay?”

She nodded, a cute pout on her lips. He chuckled and pressed a kiss to them before continuing.

He could tell, even when he held back that he would still be leaving bruises on her soft skin. It was to be expected, Kurapika was incredibly strong, and even at his calmest he still sometimes crushed objects in his hands by accident.

“Being so patient with me, angel. I’ll make it up to you, promise.”

He bottomed out inside her, before pulling out completely and slamming back in.

“Hnnn…”

She was being fucked stupid, seeings stars. The Kurtan could only coo into her ear.

“My good girl, taking me so well…”

He kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes as he pounded her pussy. Although Kurapika knew he could go on for hours and wanted to fill her up with several loads of cum, he knew she wouldn’t be able to take that her first time.

He could feel himself getting close, that familiar coil in his stomach tightening. “Gonna cum inside, okay? That alright, angel?”

“P-please fill me up, Pika…”

This ignited something inside of him, his movements becoming animalistic as he nails dug into her thighs. He couldn’t hear her anymore, chasing his own high as he came.

“F-fuck, angel! Hahh…”

He rode out his orgasm, moving down to capture her lips in another heated and sloppy kiss.

She whined into the kiss, the feeling of his hot cum filling her up making her hold onto him tighter.

He continued to thrust in and out of her a little longer, looking down at her pretty eyes as he came down from his high.

He stayed inside her, smiling giddily. “That was amazing…”

She could only nod, her fingers still running through his hair. He kept her plugged up with his cock for a little longer, not wanting anything to leak out.

“Pika?”

He smiled, the nickname making him feel soft and warm. “Yes?”

She pouted up at him. “What are you gonna do if I get pregnant?”

His breath hitched, (Name) gasping when his cock twitched inside her. “I would… I would take care of you, of course. We would get married and I’d buy you a house, along with anything you’d ever want.”

She nodded slowly. “Okay… but I want one more thing.”

“Anything.”

She ran her fingers through his hair, kissing his cheeks. “If you get me pregnant, I want you to give up on getting revenge. You can still look for your clan’s eyes, but… but no more putting yourself into danger like you did the past few days.”

He thought for a moment before nodding slowly. “Okay, if that’s what it takes, then I agree. I would not want to leave you and my child alone.”

She sighed in relief. “Okay… now that’s settled…”

She pointed to where their hips met. “Pull out, I wanna cuddle.”

———————

The two fell asleep soon after, entangled in each others arms. If they hadn’t both been so tired, Kurapika would have doted on her like a princess. He would have liked to have propped her hips up on a pillow to ensure none of his cum leaked out, but that would have been too obvious.

When they woke up the next morning, (Name) could only groan.

“Sorry, angel.”

He felt pretty bad for leaving her so sore and bruised, kissing the hickies and bites he’d left all over her neck.

Kurapika had automatically began tending to her wounds, cleaning the scratches he’d left on her hips when his nails had dipped into her skin.

He was a little glad that she struggled to walk, though, because that meant he got to pick her up and carry her around.

“I’ll start a bath for you, alright? It’ll help relax your sore muscles.”

He really was sweet, caring for her so tenderly. (Name) waited, naked on the edge of the bed for him. He walked back in, carrying her to the bathroom and setting her in the bath.

“I’d climb in with you, but it’s too small.”

She giggled at his pouty face, kissing his cheeks. “When I can stand, we can take a shower together. Would that make you feel any better?”

“… a little.”

When he said he’d make it up to her for being a bit too rough, he hadn’t been lying. The rest of the day, Kurapika carried her around, giving her all the kisses and cuddles she wanted.

He only left to grab takeout and some of her favorite ice cream. It was only fair, and Kurapika loved doting on her.

“Pretty…” he muttered into her hair as they cuddled on the couch. She smelled nice, his scent mixing with hers. Having her in his arms made everything seem okay.

That was until he got a phone call.

“Sorry, I gotta take this, angel.”

He walked out of the condo, (Name) waiting patiently for him to return.

When he did, he seemed a bit irritated, plopping back onto the couch with a sigh.

“Something wrong, Pika?”

“Well…”

He pulled her into his lap, kissing her shoulder. “My boss wants me back on duty within the next few days. I’ll be leaving the day after tomorrow.”

He felt her disappointment, squeezing her lightly. “I know, I wanted to stay longer too.”

He kissed the hickies and bite marks he left on her neck and shoulders, sighing. “But… duty calls. I should be finished with this job in a few months or so. Then..”

He caressed her cheek. “I’d like to see you again.”

(Name) pouted. “A few months? That’s foreverrrr!”

He chuckled. “Are you going to miss me that much, (Name)?”

“Of course.”

He was surprised at how quickly she answered, her eyebrows furrowed. It was obvious how seriously she took his feelings for her, and he appreciated her for that.

“I’ll miss you too. So much…”

He rested his head against her chest. “Have you thought over everything? Would you… like to be mine?”

She kissed the top of his head. “I need more time, Pika. It’s a big commitment.”

He nodded slowly, holding onto her so tight she was gently smacking his arm for him to loosen his grip. “Sorry, you’re just so soft, I love squeezing you.”

(Name) snickered, pinching his cheek. “Uh huh. You just wanted to put your face in my boobs, didn’t you?”

“Guilty.”

They laughed.

—————————

(Name) waved as Kurapika boarded his flight, blowing him kisses. He chuckled and caught them, pressing them to his lips.

“Be careful, Pika! Remember, I could be pregnant!”

Leorio sighed next to her. “Maybe that’s not something you should yell out in a crowded airport.”

She laughed. “Oh, oops.”

He rolled his eyes and walked her back to their cab, snickering to himself. “So are you two together now? He uh… he could of gotten you pregnant apparently?”

She sighed. “Not together, I still have some things to think over. And… I kind of have a few other guys in my life.”

“Wow, aren’t you popular.”

Leorio could understand why, not only was she gorgeous, but he’d never met someone more kind.

“Are you going back to med school?”

He nodded. “Yeah. What are your plans?”

“Well, I have a few more days at my condo, then…”

She looked out the window, smiling.

“I’ll be going to greed island.”

[danielfuckingricciardo]

23 + Fernando Alonso (can't wait to see what you come up with!)

Hi anon! Thank you so much for the request ♥︎

Sorry this is a little late, but better late than never, right?

When I saw the song I instantly knew what I wanted to do for this one, it practically wrote itself and I really enjoyed writing it, so I hope you enjoy reading it too!

+ Much like the Esteban fic, this is my first Fernando fic which is super fun! I really want to write more Fernando so if anyone has any more inspiration or any ideas do drop into my ask box and say hi!

Song 23 - These Boots Are Made for Walkin’ // Nancy Sinatra

Pairing - Fernando Alonso x Reader 

Word Count - 1.2k

Content Warnings - Swearing, sex references

These boots are made for walkin' And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you

To you, rich men were boring. Each and every man who would aim to win your affections was just a carbon copy of the next, from the immaculately coiffured hair, to the gaudy watch they would flash to prove they were moneyed, and to the Maserati they had stashed away in their garage hoping it would make up for their tiny cock.  

The vast majority cared about little but themselves. Their egos sat atop mountains of cryptocurrency and NFTs. Mountains that were just as fragile as the identities they held up. A slight gust of wind could send them toppling to the ground, their masculinity destroyed and their wealth worthless. 

You were a hurricane, a destroyer of men. You knew exactly how to do it, and would leave a trail of destruction and male tears wherever you went. In the past, you had enjoyed watching as they fell from their pedestals, the silver spoon they were born with falling from their mouths with a clatter. But now, it was simply boring. You had lived out the same story over and over again, and you wanted something new, something exciting and different. 

And you had found that something new on the day that Fernando Alonso had approached you in a bar in Monaco. 

———

“If you’re looking for a sugar baby, you should know I make six figures a day, so you’d better be offering me seven. Then I might consider it.” You say, not lifting your eyes from your half-empty espresso martini on the bar. 

“I was going to offer to buy you a drink, but I see you don’t need me to pay for you.” He says, and you finally look up from the counter and raise your eyebrow. 

“Hm. How about you buy the first drink, and if you can prove to me that you’re worth my time, I’ll buy you one in return?” You say, and he offers you a sly smirk. 

“Deal.” He says, and he flags down the bartender who immediately makes his way over to the two of you. 

“I’ll have a martini. Dirty.” You say, and the bartender nods.

“Make that two.” Fernando says, and you smile to yourself. 

“What’s so funny?” He asks, and you shake your head. 

“Are you always this easily influenced by the women you meet in bars?” You ask, and he smiles. 

“Only when they have good taste.” He replies. 

“Correct answer.” You say, before finishing the remains of your espresso martini, setting the glass down before you. 

You fish out the remaining candied coffee bean from the bottom of the glass and pop it on your tongue, before biting down with a satisfying crunch. Fernando’s eyes watch you intently as you do so, gazing at your lips with a look filled with hunger. 

The bartender returns with your drinks and you give the man a small smile as Fernando taps his bank card. You notice the familiar logo of a private bank reserved only for the most affluent of society emblazoned on the top of his card and smile to yourself. 

“I must say you’ve lasted longer than most men who agree to play my little game. I usually end up getting stuck with the bill when Daddy’s credit card declines.” You say, and Fernando smiles at you, raising his glass. 

“I have never played a game I cannot win.” Fernando says, and you raise your glass to his, gazing into his dark brown eyes as you clink them together. 

“Well I’ll drink to that.” You say, before taking a sip of your martini. 

“Are there any rules to this game I should know?” Fernando asks, and you press your index finger to your lips in thought. 

“There are no rules. I find life to be more fun without regulation and restriction.” You say, and Fernando nods. 

“Then I can ask your name, yes?” Fernando says, and you nod. 

“It’s (y/n), (y/n) (y/l/n), feel free to google me when you next go to relieve yourself. You’ll find a nice little article from Forbes designating me the seventeenth most successful businesswoman in the world.” You say, and Fernando tuts. 

“I don’t care about that.” He says. 

“Correct answer once again. Now, may I ask your name?” You say, and Fernando smiles. 

“Fernando Alonso.” 

“Wow, you’re three for three so far, and I think you’re the first man to do so in my extensive experience of being approached in bars.” 

“What would be the wrong answer?” He asks, and you chuckle slightly. 

“The most common one is, ‘don’t you know who I am?’ Had you said that, I would have pretended I had no clue who you were and walked away.” You say, and Fernando laughs. 

“So you do know who I am?” He says, and you nod, taking a sip of your drink. 

“I know of you, but I don’t know you. Yet.” 

“You would like to know me?” 

“You intrigue me, I’ll admit. You quite clearly have a strong ego, but you aren’t intimidated by me and my equally large ego in the slightest. So you’re as secure in your identity and your sense of self as I am, and I find that to be incredibly attractive.” You say, and Fernando nods, clearly impressed by your honest assessment of him. 

“Your honesty is welcome. I like it.” Fernando says, taking a final sip of his drink and placing the empty glass on the counter. 

You give him a small smile and empty your glass, placing it beside his before standing from your bar stool. 

“So, will you be buying me a drink now?” Fernando asks, and you chuckle at him as you store your phone away in your handbag and tuck the handle into the crook of your arm. 

“I already have. There’s a bottle of champagne on ice in my hotel room. Let’s go.” You say, and Fernando smiles, clearly holding back a laugh. 

“How are you so sure I would come back with you?” 

“You approached me in a bar, signalling that aesthetically, at least, you were interested in me. You then proceeded to stay while I nursed my martini, made some rather cutting remarks, and played the part of the aloof millionaire. If you weren’t still interested in sleeping with me, you would have excused yourself by now, presumably under the guise of catching up with the man in the booth over there who I believe to be Nico Rosberg, and promptly made a swift exit.” You say, and Fernando laughs in disbelief. 

“You are very good at this game. I think you win.” He says, and it’s your turn to chuckle.

“Oh, love, I invented this game, I always win.” You say as Fernando opens the door to the bar and allows you to step out first into the night before following you onto the street. 

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

@estrellami-1

Version 1: False Positive

Dustin was sick. That's what Claudia said when she called. Unfortunately, she missed a few days of work already, and she needed to clock in. Eddie volunteered them both to look after him immediately. Eddie hung up the phone and turned to face his partner.

"Our son is sick, he needs us," Eddie said.

"He is not our son," Steve said with a fond sigh.

"Hey, Bumps, you want to come and help us tend to Bubba?" Eddie asked.

Bumpy meowed and slithered in between his legs. That was a yes. Eddie gathered some medicine into a bag out of Steve’s medicine cabinet and stuffed his copy of the Hobbit with it. Steve grinned as he put Bumpy into her pet carrier.

"I think she's more excited to see Mews more than Dustin," Steve said.

"Gasp, do you think that something might happen between them?" Eddie asked.

"First of all, they're girl cats, Eddie," Steve said.

"Cats can be lesbians too. Don't be homophobic, Steven," Eddie said.

"Are we really going to debate the sexuality of cats?" Steve said. "And second of all, Dustin is Mews' brother and Bumby's brother, so that makes them related."

"Did you hear that, Bumps?" Eddie asked, peering into the carrier. "You can't fuck Mews. You're related!"

Bumpy meowed loudly at him.

"Gasp! Bumpy! Language!"

They arrived at Claudia's house to find Dustin laid up on his bed, looking miserable.

"Used the taste test method again, did ya?" Eddie asked in amusement.

Claudia left as soon as they had walked through the door, thanking them profusely.

"Fuck you, Eddie," Dustin coughed.

Eddie pressed the back of his hand against Dustin's forehead and cooed at him.

"You taken anything for that fever?" Eddie asked.

"Just a little bit ago," he wheezed.

Eddie smiled gently and released Bumpy from her carrier.

"Lady Bumpy wanted to help her Bubba feel better," Eddie said and plopped the cat on the bed.

Dustin grinned and scratched behind her one ear. Steve leaned against the doorway, grinning when Mews came running past him. Mews jumped on the bed.

"Someone heard that Bumpy was here," Steve said. "How are you feeling, buddy?"

"Like shit," Dustin coughed.

"Have you eaten anything?" Steve asked.

"I was hoping you would make your soup," Dustin said.

"Of course, you got the stuff?" Steve asked.

"Yep!" Dustin said.

"On it," Steve said and ruffled his hair.

Moments later, Steve came carrying a trey filled with soup, crackers, and orange juice. He set it on Dustin's lap. Eddie made sure it had cooled down enough before he raised the spoon to Dustin's lips.

"I can feed myself, Eddie," Dustin said.

"Just let your dear old dad help you, Dusty Bun," Eddie said.

Dustin rolled his eyes and opened his mouth. After eating his soup and downing the orange juice, Dustin's eyes started to droop.

"I brought the Hobbit. You want me to read to you?" Eddie asked, and Dustin nodded. "Alright, lay down here so you lay on your left side."

While Eddie read, the cats situated themselves on either side of Dustin, and Steve rubbed Dustin's back to help him drift off. It wasn't long before Dustin was fast asleep. Eddie watched from the doorway with Steve’s arms wrapped around his waist from behind.

"You're a good dad," Steve muttered.

"So are you," Eddie replied, leaning back against him. "Do you think it's going to happen for us one day?"

"Oh, I have no doubts, but even if it doesn't, I'm happy with you either way," Steve said.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

Version 2: Baby Bat

"Our other child is sick," Eddie announced, hanging up the phone. "He needs us."

"Dustin is not our son," Steve said smiling.

"How about it, Bumps? Do you want to come with your daddies and help them take care of your Bubba? Of course, you have no choice but to follow the daddy that's carrying you," Eddie asked, pressing his hand against Steve’s stomach. He smiled when he felt her kick and watched the lights flicker. "She said yes."

"You always take it as a yes," Steve said, amused. "She's just responding to the sound of your voice."

"I still win," Eddie said and began gathering supplies.

Eddie helped his very pregnant boyfriend into the minivan and slid into the driver's seat.

"I still can't believe you traded in for a minivan," Steve said.

"It's family friendly," Eddie said defensively. "We're a family. Oh, by the way, I was over at the trailer the other day visiting Wayne, and Max showed me the cat she adopted. Poor thing only has one ear. She said the cat reminded her of both of us. She combined both of our last names and named her Harrison. Isn't that cute?"

"Aww, we should invite the Mayfields over for dinner soon," Steve said and then paused. "Did I ever officially ask you to move in?"

"Nah, I just assumed you wanted me to," Eddie said, kissing his knuckles, and Steve laughed.

Claudia hugged them both tightly as soon as they walked in, thanking them profusely before leaving for work. They found Dustin laying in bed, looking miserable.

"Used the taste test method again, did ya?" Eddie asked.

"Fuck you, Eddie," Dustin coughed.

Steve made a tsk-ing sound as he pressed the back of his hand to Dustin's forehead.

"Have you taken anything for your fever?" Steve asked. "What about food? Have you eaten anything?"

"I took something for it a little bit ago, and I was hoping, if you could still move around, that you would make your soup," Dustin said.

"I'll make his soup," Eddie said. "Don't worry, he taught me how to make it when he was in his first trimester. It's basically the only thing he could stomach."

Eddie ruffled Dustin's hair and placed a dramatic kiss on Steve’s stomach before placing one on his lips.

"Now that she's officially a girl, you guys have a name yet?" Dustin asked.

"Well, Eddie came up with a middle name, and I want to surprise him with the first name when she comes," Steve said, stroking his belly.

"Come on, you can at least tell me," Dustin said.

"Yeah, you would give him big wet eyes, and he would know immediately. Yeah, no," Steve scoffed. "Continue calling her Bumpy like everyone else."

"Hi, Bumpy," Dustin cooed at his stomach.

"It's daytime. She probably fell asleep," Steve said and smiled when he felt her kick. "Or not."

Dustin looked around when the lights flickered.

"How often does she do that?" He asked.

"Not often," Steve shrugged. "I don't think she can control it quite yet. She does it when she hears my voice and Eddie's. Now yours too, I guess."

"Aww," Dustin said and then sneezed. "Shit."

Steve pulled a tissue out of his sleeve and handed it to him. Eddie came whistling in as he set the tray on Dustin's lap and gazed at the flickering lights.

"Is our sweet girl awake?" Eddie asked.

"She wanted to say hi to Bubba," Steve said.

Eddie pressed his ear to Steve’s stomach and grinned.

"She's saying she hopes her brother gets well soon," Eddie said.

"Aww," Dustin said.

Dustin fell asleep after he ate with Eddie reading to him and Steve rubbing his back. They stood in the doorway, watching him as he slept. Eddie stood behind Steve, his arms around his waist and his hands clutching his pregnant belly.

"You're a good dad," Eddie whispered.

"So are you," Steve whispered back.

"Hey, the next kid we have. . . Can I be the one who's pregnant?" Eddie said, and Steve chuckled. "I'm serious!"

"Yeah, Eddie, the next kid we have, you can be pregnant," Steve said. "I'll get you good and pregnant."

"Can't wait."

A/N: I got the first name for the baby. What middle name do you guys think Eddie came up with?

Part Seven

[kaonarvna]

I finally did it: I found the spoons to make an actionable (and semi-gameified) visual representation of spoon theory that I can actually use.

I've been thinking about doing this for months, and I've posted about it once or twice.

But, I finally did it, I made these bad boys for myself:

I have Hypermobile Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome. Which is to say, my body is very poorly held together, in a lot of pain, easily exhausted, and easily injured. I'm at the point now where I've had every intervention under the sun, nearly a decade of physio, we've found the best pharmacological interventions for me, and...we just have to get by. It's hard, it is, but it's the only mode of existing I know.

Maybe it's because I'm an aphantasiac, maybe it's because I'm (more than) a bit neurodivergent, but spoon theory has always been a little too abstract for me. I grew up on JRPGs (cough final fantasy has me in a choke hold), so putting things into just...stat bars and a table of effects, items, etc is more accessible to my fatigued, pained little brain. This is familiar. This makes sense to me.

Who needs an arbitrary amount of spoons, when you can have 200 HP & MP?

There's twenty notches in between the bars, so I can more accurately knock off health/mp as it ticks down. I teach in a primary school (children who only come up to my hip, mostly!), so you bet I've printed and laminated these, and have them slapped up somewhere I can easily see and access with velcro. If I can't see it? It doesn't exist. I can easily use a dry erase marker to take off my health/mp as I self-evaluate through the day, and start fresh the next.

「 As of this post going live, I've been using this for about a week! The MP drain seems accurate to life give or take, and the HP bar has been a good representation of just...the state of mess I'm in. There are injuries and "real life debuffs" that aren't on the list, but -20HP/-20MP has been a safe bet for those. The A4 is for at home, and one of the A5s follows me to work/out and about in my BUJO! 」

And it's not perfect, of course it's not! I'll probably tweak my board in a month or two. But, maybe just having a list of the things I can do to help myself right in front of me will help. Maybe, being able to show it to my spouse will help them help me better. It's worth a try. Bullet journalling and visual timetables are lifesavers, but they can only communicate so much at once.

I've made a blank version, in the event anyone wants to download it and fill it in for themselves.

This link should let you access a view-only version in canva. I'd imagine you should be able to make a copy and do it yourself! If not, don't hesitate to let me know and I'll try to find a workaround.

Hopefully this might help one or two busy-brained people like me manage their energy and pace their bodies a little bit better. Or, at the very least, give them a starting point for making their own resources.

[chronic-claire-universe]

Tokyo Revengers: Seasonal Flu

Hello my dust bunnies, today reading some medical notes about influence's vaccine I came up with this scenario in my head: tokyo revengers dads taking care of their sick babies, enjoy it!

Characters: Haruchiyo Sanzu, Izana Kurokawa, Rindou Haitani

Warnings: Fluff, Child Crying, Lot of Cuddles

Sanzu couldn't stand it, there was so much he was willing to do, he promised to, might kill even whoever decided to let his daughter cry, but what can a man do when his 3 years old daughter got the flu? You were currently out since you couldn't be absent from work anymore, working at home with Senju, Sanzu didn't mind taking care of Ayame until you were coming back. "Yeah yeah she's sleeping, I'm cooking her the sou-", a voice interrupts the call with you, turning around Sanzu finds his little girl, lucid blue eyes, pink starred pajama, blanket and her teddy bear on hand "Daddy" she mumbles wobbling towards him, tiny feet touching the cold floor make Sanzu wide his eyes "I'm calling you later, our princess woke up!" he says before saying you goodbye, "Princess, why are you up?" he says taking her up and cleaning her nose, "Daddy wasn’t in my room, I went looking for him" the h/c girl says gripping his hoodie, "Let's go you're going to eat something while daddy watches with you your favorite cartoon" her eyes wide, expression similar to her father's let Ayame shows her entire surprise, finally a smile on the sweet baby in a day full of pain for her little body.

“Y/N I’m not sure, Hiro seems to feel really bad, he’s coughing, crying and he has lucid eyes” Izana speaks on the phone pulling his long hair in exasperation, “Zana you have to calm down, no one is dead for a seasonal flu ok?” you say while rummaging through the documents in your office table, “Are you sure?” he says for the nth time, “Yeah Izana I’m sure” you reply raising your voice annoyed and continue “Let me speak with Hiro” and so the ex gangster walk with the softest walk towards the kid who’s looking tiredly to his dad, Hiro isn’t your biological son but for Izana it’s like he raised  the kid since he was an infant, that’s why with the most atypical calmness he comes closer to the toddler and give him the phone “Hey kid it’s your mama, she wants to know how you feel” he says with a smile caressing his forehead to feel it burning.

“Ma-mama” your son says sniffing a bit, “Hey baby, mama has something important to ask you” you say with a smile while hearing your husband grumble and your son nods with a smile looking at his father and letting him cuddle on his lap, “Do you want this bad virus to go away right?” you ask, waiting for your toddler’s reply and he nods “MH - YES MAMA!” He says almost convincing himself that he will feel better if he shouts it, “Then would you eat the green soup that helps feeling better and all your veggies to feel better?” you are tricking your son who gasps at your question, “No mama, no veggies please!”, Izana laughs hearing that your son he’s making a fuss over a simple cold and that’s why your husband takes the phone and ruffle your son’s hair, “Go to bed, you eat your veggies later” and before leaving his bedroom he looks at his son with a smile only meant for your small family. “You were right, love, you’re a great mother” he says making you giggle, “Maybe it’s time we think of giving Hiro a sister” he says with a smirk and you can only laugh “Maybe, but I already have 2 babies to take care of at home”.

“I’m not going to tell you another time” Rindou warns his son as soon as try to dodge the spoon he’s trying to give him for half an hour, “NO - NOO DADDY!” he shouts, dodging the spoon with the bitter medicine. Rindou sighs and with a scowl he looks at his smaller copy who suddenly sneeze on his hoodie, this wasn’t supposed to be the life Rindou imagined and with a look of disgust he cleans his hoodie, “Sayuri I’m not going to tell you again you take the medicine or I’m going to throw all your toys” he says trying to see if this threat works, “Mommy will buy them for me even if you do it, and she will scold you” he says with a smirk similar to his uncle Ran, “Do what the f- do whatever you want” and he stands up to go out of his son’s room huffing in disappointment, “Look at daddy struggling” Ran says teasing his brother, “Shut up!” he says a bit aggressively, frustrated from his son’s tantrum. 

“Now you know how it’s raising a kid” he says patting Rindou and helping preparing the breakfast for Sayuri, “I was a good kid, y/n spoils him and he doesn’t listen to me” Rindou says with a huff, “It’s not y/n, he’s just a kid, look” Ran says taking the syrup and putting it into his niece favorite glass and mix it with water, “How do you think I did with you?” he says before turning and hearing little feet padding on the floor, “Heyyy buddy look Uncle Rannie is here!” Ran shouts seeing a mop of blond hair sneezing and dirtying all around his pajama and blanket, “Uncle Rannie! Give me food!” he says and Ran smirking says “Cmon why don’t you ask your dad?” he says taking his son on his lap and cleaning his red nose, “Daddy doesn’t sing me the song” he says lowering his gaze “Cmon baby that was the problem? You should have asked me” Rindou says, taking his son and giving him the medicine before engulfing him in a warm hug.

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that’s so evie episode 16

posted: 7 july 2023

word count: 3.5k

warnings: mention of food

an: insta post can be found here. honestly don’t know how or why this got so long. words in [] are captions. i mean no disrespect by blurring out someone’s face, it’s just so you don’t get confused with the face claim. feedback and reblogs are much appreciated 💐

eve’s masterlist // that’s so evie

“Hello everyone and welcome to another episode of That’s So Evie,” Eve greeted, from inside the kitchen. “Today’s guests are very old people that I’ve known for a very long time. Please come in!”

[Nuneo fairy with unrivalled acting skills. Junho!]

[Whether it’s romance or melodrama, she can do it. Yoona!]

[Meeting in hot K-Drama King The Land every Saturday and Sunday at 22:30]

Yoona and Junho moonwalked into the frame on either side of Eve as the staff cheered. They bowed to Eve, who blinked in confusion.

“What’s going on?” She asked no one in particular.

“We wanted to have a cool entrance,” Junho said.

“Was that cool?”

Yoona nodded. “You wouldn’t know. You have to be cool to know what’s cool.” She nudged Eve gently. “Continue on with the show.”

“You have to introduce yourselves.”

“Oh, right!” Junho chuckled nervously. “Hello, I’m Lee Junho.”

“I’m Im Yoona,” she introduced herself.

“Thank you for coming on the show,” Eve said, bowing her head in both of their directions.

“What are we doing?” Junho asked.

“Today, we’re making chocolate puffs,” Eve told them. “Since King The Land is a romance drama, I searched up romantic desserts and chocolate puffs was the first one that showed up, so we’re making that.”

Yoona scoffed. “You didn’t even p–”

“The first step is to preheat the oven!” Eve loudly interrupted the older woman. “I don’t know how to use an oven so… can someone do that?”

“You don’t know how to use an oven?” Junho asked as he preheated all of their ovens. “Why not?”

Eve shrugged. “Just.”

“What do you mean ‘just’? You have a baking show,” he teased.

“It hasn’t been a hindrance so far,” she said. “Anyways, we’re each going to make ten because I know you’ll want more after we’re done.”

“Shouldn’t we wear aprons?” Yoona asked.

“You two should also tie your hair back, right?” Junho asked, crossing his hands over his chest.

“Are there any emergency staff on site?”

The two continued to fire off more questions, Eve looking more and more exasperated.

[Sigh]

“I’m gonna kick you off of my show,” Eve whined, causing them to laugh. “Stop being inquisitive!”

“Okay, okay, we’re done.”

“Now, as you can see, we all have a baking tray, a roll of puff pastry, chocolate spread, mini marshmallows and chocolate chips.” She pointed at all of the objects on the table in front of them. “We’re going to take one puff pastry and place it on the counter.”

They copied her. “We’re going to add a teaspoonful of chocolate spread to the centre of the pastry and then spread it evenly.”

“I can’t find my centre,” Junho complained.

“Yah, how can’t you find your centre?” Yoona chortled, smoothing out her chocolate spread.

“Junho-yah, this is a simple recipe,” Eve jokingly scolded, fighting a smile when Junho dropped his spoon on the table and put his hands behind his back, hanging his head. “Why are you already struggling?”

“I’m sorry,” he apologised in a deep voice. “I’ll try better, ma’am.”

[Sudden skit]

“This is a renowned establishment. We can’t expect anything less than perfection.” She crossed her arms over her chest. “I might have to fire you.”

Yoona gasped. “You’re acting like one of the characters in King The Land.”

Eve’s face broke into a smile. “Is she nice?”

“No.”

“Oh.” Her smile dropped. “Moving on, we’re going to add mini marshmallows on top of the spread.”

“Wait, I still need to put my spread on,” Junho reminded her as he focused on putting the chocolate spread on his puff pastry.

Yoona cleared her throat loudly. “How much longer are you going to take?”

“About five minutes.” He slowed his hand down as he observed his work. Squinting his eyes, he nodded and put his spoon down. “Okay, I’m done.”

[Constant skits]

“Now, we’re going to add mini marshmallows and chocolate chips,” Eve told them. “You can use one or the other or both.”

“I’m going to use marshmallows,” Junho said.

“I’ll use choco chips,” Yoona said.

“I’m using both,” Eve said.

Yoona flinched. “Isn’t that going to be very sweet? Will your teeth be able to handle them?”

“My teeth are very strong.”

“Let me see.”

Eve showed Yoona her teeth, also turning to show Junho. The three then ended up showing each other their teeth.

“You’re like a dentist’s dream,” one of the cameramen commented, causing everyone to laugh.

“Let’s continue, let’s continue,” Yoona urged as she laughed.

“Okay,” Eve chuckled. She cleared her throat, suddenly turning serious. “After putting our toppings on, we’re going to fold over each corner until it makes a perfect square. And then, we’re going to put them on the baking pan and make the other pastries.”

“Is that all?” Junho asked, shocked at how short the recipe was.

Eve nodded. “Yeah, it’s only four steps.”

“This is going to be over so quickly,” Yoona whined. “We only started.”

[It’s been fifteen minutes since they started baking]

“We still have to bake it, though,” Eve reminded her.

“Oh, right! We’ll be here for a while.”

They worked on the rest of their pastries, before putting them in their respective ovens.

“They’re going to bake for twenty-five minutes,” Eve told them.

“It’s going to be over soon, though,” Junho said, wiping the counter with his pointer finger.

Eve chuckled. “Why do I feel like getting them out of here is going to be a challenge?”

“Are you sick of us?” Yoona asked, her voice ticking up at the end.

“I never said that,” Eve whined. “Why are you twisting my words?”

“This is why you’re not her favourite Yoona-yah,” Junho chided softly, waving his arm in her direction.

Yoona’s mouth dropped open. “Yah! I’m her favourite!” She argued, not noticing how Eve had taken a step back so she could observe the two argue.

“You’ve made her sigh so many times today. But I’ve only made her laugh.”

Yoona scoffed. “Don’t make me laugh.” She turned to Eve. “When did you get back there?” She pointed at the younger girl, seeing how she was standing against the ovens.

“When you started shouting in my kitchen,” Eve answered, resting her elbows on the counter.

“Anyways, we need you to settle this for us. Who is your favourite?”

“Key.”

The two guests stared at her in confusion.

“No, no, no,” Junho said, shaking his head. “Out of us two, who is your favourite?”

“Ah… I don’t know. I’ve never thought about it.”

“Think about it now, please.”

Eve sighed. “Okay.”

“You see? You’re also making her sigh!” Yoona pointed out, pointing at Eve. “I’m not the only one.”

“That was one time,” Junho argued. “You’ve made her sigh eighteen times now.”

Yoona laughed. “That’s not true.”

Eve frowned cutely as she thought, not paying attention to the guests having a petty argument in front of her. She scratched her chin, making eye contact with one of the camera directors. They stared at each other before Eve nodded.

[Silent communication is easy when you work together]

“We’ll sort out who my favourite is,” Eve interrupted Junho, “by who can flatter me the most.”

“Flatter you?” Junho asked, leaning forward to make sure he heard Eve properly.

“Yes.” Eve nodded.

“Princess-nim,” Yoona said in a cute tone without missing a beat.

“Princess-nim, do you want water?” Junho asked, copying Yoona. “Princess-nim, are you tired of standing? Do you want me to carry you?”

Everyone in the kitchen burst out laughing at how committed Junho was to winning.

“How am I supposed to compete against that?” Yoona complained through her laughter. “Nabi, I can’t carry you,” she said, causing everyone to laugh harder. Eve dropped to her knees as she laughed.

“Junho wins this round,” Eve announced. Though, because she was laughing so hard, her words came out as wheezes.

“What?”

Eve cleared her throat, trying to calm herself down. “Junho wins this round,” she repeated in a clearer voice.

Junho fist pumped, ecstatic about his win. “Thank you, thank you.”

[Junho: 1 / Yoona: 0]

Yoona sighed, looking around the room in defeat. “But I’m your ahjumma,” she argued.

Eve nodded. “That’s true.”

“But I… have cats,” Junho appealed to Eve.

“That’s also true.”

Yoona scoffed. “Has he ever let you play with his cats?”

“Point to Yoona.”

“Yes!” She exclaimed victoriously.

[Junho: 1 / Yoona: 1]

Junho looked past the cameras to his staff. “Do I have time to go home and bring my cats?”

“Suddenly?” His manager asked.

“I want to be her favourite.” He pointed at Eve.

“There’s no time.”

“Really?” He sucked his teeth as he thought. “When next are you going to the company building?” He asked Eve.

“I don’t know.”

“You should text me, and I’ll bring my cats,” he vowed. “I’ll bring all of them.”

Eve broke into a big smile. “Really.”

Junho nodded cockily. “Of course. Just give me a day and a time and I’ll see if I’m free.”

“Junho, point!”

[Junho: 2 / Yoona: 1]

“Nabi, don’t forget that Chaeryeong-ssi is a SONE and she’d be very upset if you didn’t let me win,” Yoona said.

[Suddenly bringing up Chaeryeong]

“She’d be very upset,” Eve agreed. “Yoona, point!”

[Junho: 2 / Yoona: 2]

“But,” Junho started,” when 2PM made our comeback, you were there to MC. But when Girls’ Generation made theirs, you weren’t.”

“Right, why weren’t you there?” Yoona asked, suddenly getting serious. “We were in our group chat talking about how we were going to annoy you when you had to interview us, but you weren’t there.”

“I was at KCON in LA,” Eve said. “I had other schedules, but I was really upset that I couldn’t be there. I’ve been waiting for the comeback, but when you had it, I wasn’t even in the country.”

Junho hummed as he nodded. “But she was free to interview us when we had our comeback,” he mentioned, sounding like a child bragging to his friends.

“She couldn’t control her schedule, so this one shouldn’t count,” Yoona argued.

“That’s true,” Eve agreed. “So I’ll instead ask you a question worth ten points. It’s our tie breaker.”

“Already?” Yoona expressed her shock. “We just started this competition.”

“Is there any way you can save this question for later and let us have two more rounds of appealing ourselves?” Junho bargained.

Eve chuckled. “Okay. You may continue.”

“Hmmm. Oh!” Yoona exclaimed before chuckling deviously. “Your favourite colour is pink and Girls’ Generations’ official colour is pink.”

“It’s not pink, it’s pastel rose,” Eve corrected. “But point to you, nonetheless.”

[Junho: 2 / Yoona: 3]

“What else can I say?” Junho muttered to himself, resting his hand on the counter in front of him. He turned to face Eve again when he thought of something. “We’re in the same company,” he said. “We have a loyalty to each other.”

“True.”

[Junho: 3 / Yoona: 3]

“Didn’t I give you advice for your monthly evaluations?” Yoona asked. “I did, didn’t I?”

“You spent more time joking around then actually giving advice, but it made me laugh so I’ll give you a point.”

[Junho: 3 / Yoona: 4]

“This is my last one,” Junho said, “then you can ask your ten point question.”

“Okay!”

He held his hand out in front of him. “Lia-ssi sang the OST for The Red Sleeve. And because of that, I will do the challenge for the next ITZY comeback.”

[Amazing offer!!!!]

Eve exclaimed. “You promise?”

“I promise.” He held out his pinky finger so they could make the promise official.

“You can’t go back on your word,” she warned him as Yoona groaned. “I’ll make sure to hunt you down before we finish promotions.”

Junho laughed, thinking Eve was joking until he saw her facial expression. “Are you serious?”

“This one’s like a psycho,” Yoona said. “She once used Find My iPhone on me because I took too long to answer her text. I was so shocked when she showed up,” she told everyone.

“We had business we had to do,” Eve argued.

[The business was that Eve was bored and wanted to hang out with someone]

“Besides, you told me I can bother you when I feel like it. Anyways, point to Junho!”

[Junho: 4 / Yoona: 4]

Yoona nodded. “I’m so glad you don’t ask me to do challenges,” she admitted with a laugh. “Your dances are so hard. You should’ve asked me to do the challenge for glassy. That one’s nice and easy.”

“Immediately after I made that promise, I saw a vision in my head of WANNABE,” Junho said, much to everyone’s amusement. “The shoulder dance.” He groaned. “What have I gotten myself into?”

“It’ll be fine,” Eve said, waving Junho off. “Don’t worry. You’re a pro. Anyways, now it’s time for the ten point question.”

“Ah, majda. I forgot,” Yoona said.

“It’s a very easy question,” Eve said. “You should get it right.”

“What is it?” Junho asked.

“Junho has to tell me what my favourite 2PM song is and Yoona has to tell me what my favourite Girls’ Generation song is.”

[...]

A silence took over the kitchen as both of the actors thought about the question. The only sound was the slight hum of the ovens.

“Do you guys not know?” Eve asked, shocked at their reactions.

“It’s not that, we’re just thinking it over,” Yoona explained. “We have many songs.”

“I only have one favourite from those songs, though.”

“I think I know it!” Junho said, raising his hand. “Again & Again?”

“Correct!”

[Junho: 14 / Yoona: 4]

“I win!” He yelled victoriously, pumping both of his fists above his head.

Yoona sighed, sad that she didn’t win. “Is there even a point to me answering the question?”

“Yes,” Eve said. “I want to know if you know.”

“The Boys.”

[...]

“You really don’t know me.”

Yoona’s eyes widened. “That’s not your favourite?”

“Of course not. Refreshing concept,” Eve whined.

“Gee?”

“Is Gee refreshing?”

“Ah, it must be Holiday,” she guessed again.

“That’s closer, but you’re still wrong. It’s Lion Heart.”

Yoona groaned, biting her lip. “Lion Heart.”

“I thought it was Genie,” Junho said. “Or Mr.Mr.”

“I should’ve guessed those ones.”

“Yoona-yah, it’s okay,” Eve comforted. “You just don’t know anything at all. But in the end, as it stands, Junho wins!”

“Yes, thank you.” He bowed. “It’s an honour. To be chosen as Nabi’s favourite is something I’ve dreamed of since I debuted. It’s truly meaningful to win the title of Nabi’s favourite. I’ll continue to work to be a person Nabi can be proud to call her favourite.”

Eve nodded. “Honestly, we were supposed to use this time to talk about King The Land, but you guys suddenly started arguing,” she told them. “In the script, after we put the chocolate puffs in the oven, we talk about King The Land.”

“We were having so much fun that we forgot we were here to work,” Junho said. “But Yoona can introduce it to the viewers.”

Yoona exclaimed, “What? Um, okay. Our show King The Land is about Gu Won, played by Junho-yah, and Cheon Sarang, played by me. Gu Won is in an inheritance battle with his noona over the family hotel conglomerate, The King Group. Sarang works as a hotelier in the hotel, which has been her dream since childhood. The two characters meet and have to work together despite having bad first impressions of each other.”

“It sounds fun,” Eve said.

“We had a lot of fun when we were filming,” Junho said. “Acting opposite Yoona was really fun and she’s an amazing actress.”

“Junho can be very comical and our chemistry made it easy to film together,” Yoona added.

“That’s nice. You’re both really good actors,” Eve complimented.

“You too. I watched The Little Mermaid and you did the dub for the speaking part also,” Yoona commented.

“I wasn’t supposed to,” Eve revealed. “When I auditioned, I thought it was just for singing. When I got to the audition site, I was handed the sheet music and asked to sing and I did. Then, I was suddenly asked to read the script for the scene where Ariel is explaining why she helped Eric, so I did. Then a few days later, I was told that I was going to do the singing and the voice acting.”

“That’s how good you are,” Junho concluded. “You were offered that part because they could see your talent.”

“You even have Ariel’s hair,” Yoona pointed out.

“I had to do this for Kill My Doubt. It wasn’t for the movie,” Eve said, playing with the ends of her hair.

“Let’s just say it was for the movie.”

“But your voice sounds very similar to the original actress, Halle Bailey,” Junho said. “I was so shocked.”

“The casting staff told me that, but I don’t hear it.” Eve shook her head. “I don’t think we sound alike. Maybe I’m crazy.”

“You must not have good hearing,” Yoona mused.

Eve pouted before noticing the camera director calling for her attention. “Ah, it’s been twenty-five minutes, so let’s check on the chocolate puffs.”

The three idols opened their respective ovens, taking their baking trays out. They checked over the colour of the pastry, deciding that it was good enough.

“Please switch off my oven, Junho,” Eve asked.

“Why don’t you know how to use an oven?” Junho asked as he switched off everyone’s oven. He stood up, standing on Eve’s right again.

“I don’t want to,” Eve answered. “Because when I was younger, I would ask Key oppa to help me with everything, but now that I’m older, I depend on him less and less. He doesn’t say anything, but I can tell he’s upset. So there are certain things I refuse to learn how to do.”

Yoona nodded. “That’s very thoughtful.”

“Yeah. Anyways, we need to let them cool down a little bit before we eat them otherwise they’ll be too hot.”

They talked more about King The Land as they waited for their pastries to cool down. Junho brushed Eve’s hair when it got in her face, Yoona making sure the younger girl didn’t accidentally touch the baking tray as it was still hot.

“I think it’s cooled now,” Yoona said.

“You’re right,” Eve agreed. “Please taste them.”

The two guests picked up one chocolate pocket each and took a bite. They both stopped moving when they tasted the food.

“This is really good,” Junho said, his voice dropping octaves.

Yoona groaned. “This is really nice! Wait a second.” She took another bite. “What is this?”

“I must make this at home,” Junho said. “This is crazy.”

Eve smirked as they freaked out over the dessert. “It’s what I do on Friday’s at four o’clock.” She shrugged. “It’s part of the job.”

“I’m so glad we made multiple.”

“But I think I’m going to need more,” Yoona said.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying it,” Eve began, “but we need to wrap up now.”

“No,” Junho whined.

“We don’t want to go,” Yoona added, also whining.

“But you have to,” Eve said. “Please say your ending comments.”

“This was very fun. I hope the next time I’m here, the filming time is longer,” Junho said. “Nabi is a very good ho– Wait, are we supposed to be calling you Eve?” He asked her.

Eve shrugged. “It doesn’t matter. Nabi is my name, Eve is a name. Just whatever you feel like.”

“Okay! She’s a very good host,” Junho continued. “And very funny so we had a lot of fun. Please remember to tune into King The Land on JTBC every Saturday and Sunday at ten thirty.”

“We’ve been filming a lot of promotional videos lately,” Yoona started, “so we’re a little tired, but being on That’s So Evie gave us newfound energy. I don’t know if it’s because we were baking or if it’s because we were baking with Nabi, but it was very energising. I hope the viewers continue to show That’s So Evie a lot of love and please also watch King The Land. Thank you.”

Eve clapped. “Thank you for coming to That’s So Evie amongst your busy schedules,” she thanked the two guests before facing the front camera. “I hope you enjoyed today’s video and please remember to watch King The Land.” She waved at the camera. “Bye! I love you!”

[Bonus footage

The story of how Junho and Yoona didn’t want to leave]

“No, but this was very fun,” Yoona said.

Eve hummed in agreement. “Now let’s all go.”

“I don’t want to, though.”

“Me too,” Junho agreed. “Let’s just stay.”

“We only booked this studio for an hour and we have fifteen minutes left,” Eve said, sounding exhausted. “We need to pack up all of our stuff and wash the dishes we used. We have to get going.”

“Are you tired?” Yoona asked.

“Go.”

“Are you kicking us out?” Junho asked. “I’m hurt.”

“I’m also hurt,” Eve whined. “Go.”

“Okay, okay.” Junho picked up his baking tray. “If you want us to leave that bad.” He and Yoona walked out of the frame.

“I love you!” Eve called out to them.

“We love you too!” Yoona replied over her shoulder.

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[bvnga-aprikot]

I got the Who Made Me a Princess paper doll book from the Volume 3 limited edition and i said i would make a review on it, so here it is!

This was specifically the WMMAP i really really wanted to have ever since i laid my eyes on it, and after seeing @ultramarine-spirit's review on it i decided that i should try finding it so i don't have to long for it anymore. I got unbelievably lucky with this because it was the last one on sale and it was at a decent price, so thankfully it easy to convince my dad to lend me the money to buy it and he is a real MVP in this. Without further ado, i'll jump right into my review!

First off, the book is gorgeous. Not only was it in super good condition but the cover is just, so precious and i love it so much. I love Athy and Jetty so this book was already a priority in what WMMAP merch i wanted to buy, and since it's my first time doing so i have to say it went better than i expected. A few things i noticed is how kid Jennette got a lot of original outfits in this book since she barely appeared in the first arc, so i didn't think she would get a lot in this book. They're cute though so i don't really mind.

Ultramarine said in her review that she didn't want to cut out the dolls because it was too precious and after holding the book in my own hands, i think i too don't want to take them out. Like on one hand i think it would be fun to play dress up with them and have Athy and Jetty swap clothes for fun, but on the other hand this book is so rare that i think you'd have better luck finding the Volume 7 character illustrations than this gold mine anywhere else. I wish i could just photo copy this so i could still made the dolls without sacrificing the book :<

Something interesting about this is that for the backgrounds you might need to have the box this book came with for it to stick, which you can obviously improvise with but it kinda makes sense considering it has a platform for the dolls to stand on and all that. Also, we got more of Athanasia's room in this! Idk why i was excited but i love seeing her room for some reason because it just feels like it would be her room with the pink accents and blues complimenting it, sorta like Athy's two debutante dresses. I'm a bit disappointed we never got one for Jetty's room since i would love to see it here too, but i digress since maybe i could search up references of both their rooms and try to make it. (not that i'd ever will, just thought it would be fun to do)

So now let’s get onto the dresses. Ultramarine had already elaborated more on Athy’s dresses in her review so i’ll try to keep this short: they’re so cute, from her little girl dresses to when she’s a teenager i think she had so many great dresses and the ones Spoon picked for her could not be more great for this! Obviously she has to have her debutante dress with her but her other outfits are also super pretty in this (while obviously simplified). As for Jennette, because she hasn’t appeared much in the manhwa at this point her dresses are more on compiling all that she’s worn at that point, so while she didn’t get as much variety as Athy her dresses are still super cute and i especially love her green dress. As i said kid Jetty didn’t have a lot of outfits hence why she has a lot of original ones unique to this book, but i do wish we got the one outfit where she was cuddling the stuffed rabbit while looking sad. I have a whole crack theory on how it might be a representation of her relationship with the Alpheus family but this about the paper dolls so i’ll explain it in a later post.

A little tidbit about the instructions: from what was visualized there are two ways you can cut out Jetty's bonnets, and i think one of them involves using scraps to make a back slip so you can remove it anytime you want. Meaning, you can technically give small Athy a bonnet too if you could! This just means that you have to make their outfits removable though if you want them to match.

That's it for my review! I'm still too apprehensive of actually cutting out the paper dolls as i really don't want to risk ruining them, but maybe in the future i'll have the confidence to do so. I have this vague idea of posting memes of them doing cult activities since there's a lot of dolls and i do think that i might, just not now.

[femaletwstsupremacy]

Hello could I request genderbent Leona kingscholar dating hcs with a male reader

Through the looking glass...what do you see?

The beautiful relationship between man and a beastwoman..

A/N: I have another leona request just waiting in the corner but I'll get to that.

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR...THE DORM LEADER OF SAVANACLAW

You are one lucky fucker.

Being able to snag the heart of a beastwoman. One with royal lineage no less.

But enough of that, in a relationship Leona would undoubtedly be the dominant one.

Even more so now since women in the Sunset Savanna are naturally more dominant than the males.

You thought you were gonna be the macho dominant one cause you're a guy? Well not today! Have a dominant woman that would put you in your place and cherish you at the same time <3

Having a relationship with her takes time, especially with how closed off she is.

Take it slow, show small affection, see how she reacts to it and go on from there.

Slowly but surely her walls would go down and when they do you got a new can of worms.

Which is a very cuddly lion who wants all your attention.

She is more open to showing her love in contrast to her male counterpart.

But that doesn't mean you won't get teased, she specifically likes flustering you by shoving your face in her boobs.

And she is quite busty...

But if she isn't in the mood to tease she would just lay with you anywhere, cherishing the moment you have together.

Away from the world, no responsibilities, just basking in each others presence.

I will make it known that this woman would spoil you. Showing off her riches with no shame, this isn't meant to humiliate you of course.

But to taunt any other rivals, showing them that she is clearly better.

You're her beloved herbivore, you deserve the best.

Maybe when you're really tired she will serve you breakfast in bed, spoon feeding you like a baby.

She will definitely tease you about it later tho.

When her relationship feels threatened she just starts to pick a fight with the perpetrator.

Any insult will be crushed by her fist.

Leona would also make sure to support any hobbies you have, even if they're strange.

When she isn't too tired she might just do it with you, but she mostly just watches you.

After several years of being in a relationship Leona starts thinking about marriage...

But brushes it off, not wanting to settle down just yet.

But soon, she might just walk down that aisle for you.

but overall a teasing lover but won't hesitate to show her love and support <3

made by @genderbenttwstsupremacy please do not steal, copy, or use my work.

[hockybish]

Player x Team Chef au

an idea that I don't think I've seen before that I've been thinking about for a while. Let me know what you guys think and if I should continue something like this.

-Went to a culinary school to learn how to cook, as well as she has a degree in food science and nutrition

-Had a job at a fancy restaurant before she was let go, because the management didn't think she had the guts to a good chef at their restaurant. She hasn't been able to get a job since, but after scouring the web for a job, she comes across the posting for player's team looking for a head chef for the team, she applies and gets it

And then either

(A) Player's team was her favorite team growing up and Player is her current favorite player on said team. Player sees her and falls in love with her and her food.

or

(B) She and Player have had a run in before (whether he was someone who complained about her food at the fancy restaurant or they're friends of a friend or maybe even they've had a run in at a bar or something) either way she thinks he's kind of a jerk (this would be more of an enemy to lovers)

or

(C ) Mash the two together somehow?

idk am I crazy? is it terrible? no potential?

(A Blurb)

"That's the chef? She's she's-" His eyes bugged out. Weren't chefs and cooks supposed to be ugly or something? This girl was something else, and she could cook, she must be perfect.

"Hot? I know." Teammate finished player's sentence. He reached over and pushed up on Player's chin, closing it. He had an idea that was even better than just asking for a written copy. "You're staring, go talk to her, ask her out maybe she can make you the good stuff"

"No I couldn't do that. I don't want to use her like that." He didn't think he could be that selfish. It wasn't nice, but then again just think of all the good things she could make.

(B Blurb)

"This food is so bland it's disgusting" He threw his fork on the table, unable to eat any more of the food that had been provided to him by the team chef.

"Dude you are literally the only one who thinks that, this shit is the best." Teammate A shovel another spoonful of vegetable fried rice. He scrunched his nose up in disgust at his friend's sloppy eating.

"If you really want to complain about it, I think that's Chef right over there." Teammate B pointed to the girl with a white chef's coat on and a team ball cap.

"I think I just might." He stood with his plate, walking over to the girl who was just coming out to check on the food that was already out.

"Hey." He tapped on her shoulder, she turned around smiling at the person in back of her. He squinted at her when he realized it was her. "Oh my god, it's you. I should have known by how gross this is"

[ghostbustermelanieking]

Aight, so, I saw your post about rereading your fics and I knew I had to drop in because any besmirching of your inspired xf fics CANNOT stand because I cherish them too much. If you didn't already own the rights to them, I'd bind myself legally to you in court just so I could split and keep the "kids" because your fics? They just don't miss. They don't.

*cracks knuckles*

I have THREE-- count 'em-- THREE Google docs of copy-pasted fics and original and backup links to your work because I was struck with terror one day deep-diving your archives that I could wake up and they might be gone; and that began my feverish mission to tag them all for my extensive rereads. They total 311 pages and I reread them obsessively. I'm not ashamed to say that your IVF three parter is part of my top of all time fics; and particularly this one: it's seared into my brain, you cannot remove it from my amygdala, I have worn the equivalent of Braille grooves into my eyeballs by how much I hungrily eat that story over and over and over. Your post half-light short fics? Part of my soul. YOUR AUS??? UNMATCHED ON THIS GORGEOUSLY GREEN AND BLUE PLANET. Your Tumblr prompts? Omnomnom-- that's me eating them up with a spoon.

Cast that FILTHY self-doubt from your presence because it is not worth the mud under your tiniest toenail.

...This may be a bit dramatic, but your fics were some of the first I'd ever written; and without you and a select few other authors, I wouldn't be as entrenched in fanfic as I am now. So... thank you. XDDD

thank YOU ❤️ ❤️❤️ you have no idea how much this means to me!! writing x files fic was such a huge part of my high school experience; i loved it dearly, and it did a lot to make me the writer i am today! (i feel like i cut my teeth on writing spooky x files fics lmao -- i want to be like a ghost story novelist someday.) it means so much to know that not only are people still reading them, but they cherish them this deeply. i'm so glad you like them so much!! (i promise that i personally won't be taking down any archived fic, unless there's legal issues waayy down the road, and even then... but the lack of permanency that comes with the internet scares me, so i don't blame you at all for saving them.) thank you so much for your kind message, your encouragement, and your relentless support/promotion of fanwork and fanfiction writers!! i love that people are still coming into the fandom, and i honestly do miss it a lot. someday in my life i will definitely have an x files renaissance, and hopefully finish phantom weights, bc i hate having left it unfinished

(also, if it makes you feel any better, the fic i was talking about is one i wrote a couple weeks ago lmfao -- although the fact that i was a teenager when i wrote txf fic makes me a little scared to revisit it 😳 it has less to do with the overall quality and more with my overall nitpickiness when it comes to my work, lol)

[kharonion]

🔲✔️💤 for Vikt from the NSFW headcanons? 👀

nsfw headcanons × oc list

🔲 - In general - How long does it take for them to have sex with someone they find appealing if that someone shows interest into them as well?

This is a bit tough for him. Vikt is a virgin until the bout on the yacht, and as such, his experience with initiating sex is nonexistent. He knows nothing. So, when Kerry shows clear interest, Vikt has no concept of doing anything else other than reciprocate if he shares the sentiment. And in that instance, he definitely does. So I guess the answer is pretty hecking quick.

✔️ - Which things do they enjoy especially when having sex?

• When Kerry gets mouthy, especially at the pulse of his neck, collarbone, shoulders, and hips. This goes double for biting and sucking so hard it leaves marks. • Being able to look into Kerry's eyes. Face-to-face sex is almost a necessity for them; they both love being able to see the other's responses. • Having his hair pulled. Especially when Kerry does it to better access his neck. • Being called "pretty boy." If Vikt is feeling submissive at the time, this hits extra hard, to the point he might start to beg; alternatively, if he's a bit more feisty, it makes him double down on his efforts to drive Kerry goddamn wild. • Ripping shirts off. Listen, Vikt is a Strong Boi... and sometimes, a Really Hungry Boi. There're days he's a bit... ravenous, and it really turns both him and Kerry on when Vikt just. Splits Kerry's shirt open with his bare hands.

💤 - In which position would they like to sleep in with their partner afterward? And what position are they likely to end up in instead?

[answered — but I copied it here!] After sex, Vikt always spoons Kerry. Holds him tight and presses as close as possible, wrapping his legs around to better do so. Not just to feel Kerry against him still, but also to act as a protector and a shield as Kerry dozes off. They either stay like that the entire night, Vikt shifts to lay on his back with Kerry still wrapped in an arm, or Vikt becomes the little spoon instead.

[ralith]

Ask prompt, 001 for ReTired Trio/Bayverse RatchHide

Retired Trio:

When I started shipping it: Gosh, has it been over a year now? A bit longer? I can't quite remember.

My thoughts: Beautiful older men who finally found comfort and safety in each other's arms and wouldn't trade it for the world.

What makes me happy about them: Really, that they're happy. They've been alone or struggling for a long time. Even if their past relationships fizzled out, they still remain friends with their old flames (except Ratchet). But they give each other a reason to wake up each morning. They know where they belong now and have purpose. Especially Ironhide who was struggling to adjust to civilian life. He was trying to hold it together and felt like he was losing the battle there for a while until he made that fateful decision to visit the museum one afternoon and see a certain man. The phone number scribbled in his copy of a book gave him the push to get better.

What makes me sad about them: Ratchet was miserable for so long in a bad marriage. In hindsight he feels like he wasted so much of his life and often thinks of his mortality and how short a time he has with his husbands now. Even nestled between them, their breathing calm and even and hearts beating beneath his ear the thought of losing them keeps him up on many a night.

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: Uh, considering I'm the one writing them.. maybe that I don't write them enough?

Things I look for in fanfic: Major cock cuddling

Who I'd be comfortable with them ending up with, if not each other: Their old flames. Hide with Chromia. Optimus with Elita, or Megatron, who was the first man he'd ever laid with on a one night stand after falling out with Elita, which led to his bi-awakening. Ratchet, well, I'd rather him be alone than with his old partner.

My happily ever after for them: Grow older together.

Who is the big spoon/little spoon: Ratchet is the little spoon, crushed between two big spoons.

What is their favorite non-sexual activity: Eating home-cooked meals from Optimus. Watching Ironhide flaunt his physique at the beach. Ratchet rubbing aloe on Ironhide's sunburns because he got burned at the beach. Little domestic things.

Bayverse Ironhide/Ratchet:

When I started shipping it: Back in 2011 when I first got into tf thanks to DOTM. Thanks Sentinel for hurting me so quickly.

My thoughts: I love these two so much. They make me stupidly happy. I have never shipped two characters harder than these two.

What makes me happy about them: The little touches in background scenes. How they're always either touching or need to be near each other. The fondness for proximity.

What makes me sad about them: Thinking of them pining for each other for centuries and only building the courage to bond when they arrive to earth after TF07, thinking the war is drawing to a close. But they're only bonded for a mere 5 years before Ironhide is taken from Ratchet. Barely even a blink to a Cybertronian.

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: Ratchet throwing wrenches and being a grump that threatens the other bots. That might work on G1 or idw Ratchet, but bayverse Ratchet is a cinnamon roll pacifist who is a genuinely kind person.

Things I look for in fanfic: All the fluff with these two.

Who I'd be comfortable with them ending up with, if not each other: Optimus. They keep him grounded. Maybe Ratchet with Que...

My happily ever after for them: A peaceful life on Earth. The war is over and they can wake up wrapped in each other.

Who is the big spoon/little spoon: They swap positions a lot. Ironhide the big spoon usually, but it's not permanent. He and Ratchet will naturally settle into what they need that night. They can read each other easily. Sometimes Ratchet just knows when Ironhide is feeling low and gathers the mech in his arms.

What is their favorite non-sexual activity: Going on long drives to nowhere. Cloud watching and star gazing. Going to zoos/aquariums and seeing small animals (holoforms obviously.) Ironhide practically has to drag Ratchet away from the touch tanks. I sometimes think of them taste-testing earth foods while in holoforms, going to restaurants and foodtrucks.