#i'll get that done to... yeeee

[keeps-ache]

really cool idea for something and i have Got to make time for this stuff lol

[orangeocelotmartyn]

Cleo and Martyn meet up for the first time on Misadventures SMP! Feat: Special Guest Pearl

Martyn: --down we go. Nice. (a ding from him leaving his house, and then the sound of his cubito being punched) Cleo: Boo! Martyn: You're not that scary! (Cleo begins laughing) I wasn't--terrified at all! I promise, no I wasn't, shut up! (Cleo laughs harder) You're stupid. Cleo: I am, I am stupid. Martyn: Look, come in here. Come in there. (Cleo walks in his door) Right, now you're trapped forever. (laughs) Now whose silly. (he goes back into his home, to let Cleo out) Cleo: I mean, it's always you, but--(through laughter) it's a valid question. Martyn: (laughing) True. That is very true, yeah. Come on in--in fact, let me, let me give me permission here, so you can open doors and whatnot. Uhh-- Cleo: Thank you! Ooh. Martyn: Bam! Welcome to the Rosecourt Villa. Cleo: This is the prettiest house I've seen so far. Martyn: Thank you very much, I-I worked really hard on this. Cleo: It's very nice, I'm-I'm impressed. Martyn: When I first--I went on a one week crash course before this SMP, like, trying to learn how to do interior decor and exterior, um...and this has been my efforts so far. Cleo: That's really c--I like it, I like it a lot. That's really impressive. Martyn: When I-when I first got this room, it was literally just--white walls, corner--y'know, pillars--and then these trapdoors. Uhm. But everything else here is me. Even the roof as well--the roof actually did go all the way up to the, um--y'know, hollow, it was just air, going up to the-to the gray wool? Cleo: Oh, sweet-- Martyn: So I put this-- Cleo: And this is storage-- Martyn: This roof made it, like, a lot more cozy, downstairs, so. I was very proud of it. Cleo: You did really well, I'm really impressed. Martyn: (smiling, looking pleased with himself) Yeeee. Cleo: It does look great! Martyn: There we are. How we getting on so far? Cleo: Uh, I...have just hit level two. Martyn: Noice. Cleo: I--I-I killed a bunch of slimes-- Martyn: Oh, you've done the dungeon-- Cleo: --and I found two levers--Yeah. Martyn: Ooh, which lever did you find? Or levers, even. Cleo: I found, uh...chat, I can't remember--I found the lever when you first come in, the first lever--(the sound of a fishing rod reeling something) And the on--(Cleo gets partially dragged out of Martyn's house) Martyn: Who's that? Is someone yoinking you? (looks outside, sees Pearl and begins laughing, Pearl laughing as well) Pearl: (to Cleo) I'm stealing you! (Pearl laughs) Cleo: You don't need to steal me Pearl, I'll come with you willingly! Martyn: Oh, look at you, top to toe in diamonds. Pearl: Yeah--

[keferon]

Ahhhhhhhhh! The TF mecha Deadlock and human Ratchet drawing! I just saw it before sending this. His squishy! But yeeee! Continuing from the last one I wrote. Just pulled ideas from other posts you and others have done in this TF mecha universe. This is fun! :P

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Ratchet's living quarters is much like the hanger where his lab is. An open area with some dividers up to make separate rooms. Scaffolding and catwalks line the wall and stairs are at each corner of the hanger. The interior is smaller when compared to the lab but the ceiling is much taller, allowing Deadlock the ability to sit up right comfortably. It looks like a little maze to Deadlock who can look down from above. Out of the five rooms in this hanger turned living quarters, Deadlock can't see into three of them. Ratchet's berthroom, the kitchen, and washrack all have ceilings to them. Ratchet's office is connected to the sitting area. Being the largest area in the hanger Deadlock has taken over the sitting area to recharge and heal in. Being the Chief Engineer no one has questioned Ratchet for having Deadlock in his hanger because Ratchet always takes work home with him. Also don't question Ratchet.

A click from the main entrance door has Deadlock stir from his recharge. Old instincts and habits have made him a light recharger. He opens one optic, a red glow fills the room. Blinding bright and staticky at first but dims and clears as his visual boots up. He see Ratchet opening the tiny entryway to slip out. He rumbles knowing it is way to early for Ratchet to head back to his lab. Ratchet had maybe, at most, gotten two hours of recharge. Deadlock gives a rumble/grunt again, this time it sounds more like a wheeze as he starts to shift to grab his little squishy who has already opened the door and stepped half way out. He is using the door to make himself unsnatchable not without breaking the thin metal.

Number one rule while in Ratchet's domain: Don't break Ratchet's things, he NEEDS them. The objects Ratchet chuck do not/can not hurt him. The disappointment and tired frustration however does hit something deep in his war worn spark. "Power back down kid. Just leaving for an emergency meeting. When I get back I'll check your intakes and engine. It's rattling and straining hard again." Ratchet says in a deep rougher voice used only when he wakes from recharge. The door click behind the human not giving him time to reply in his drowsy state. He rubs his fresh welded wounds and with a unhappy grunt curls loosely back around what Ratchet calls a lazy-e-boy chair and entertainment center.

ALL DAY! All day Ratchet has been gone. Deadlock should be use to Ratchet's long work days. But Ratchet didn't fuel before he left, he hasn't recharged in a long while. Two hours is not a recharge. Not for him, not for Ratchet. He is worried, it oozes out and around him from his EM Field like a shadowy murky cloak. His audial fins are pinned down and back as far as they can go. Ratchet looks so worn down. Overworked and shoulders heavy with responsibly the Cybertonian knows the bioengineer should not have to bare. The tv is on to use as a distraction but it no more then background noise as his proccesor runs through scenarios of what could be keeping Ratchet this time.

The door lock clicks and Deadlock instantly perks up. His EM Field fizzles away from gloomy to a more warm and bright mood. "Ratch-" He stops immediately when Ratchet comes through the door. Deadlock rakes his claws into the concrete floor and his field starts boiling with the energon in his lines. Ratchet is bruised and bleeding. The humans forehelm and knuckes are covered with fresh and dried blood. His glare intensifies as Ratchet closes the door and slumps against it with a grumble. Ratchet grunts as he takes off his shoes and dirty jacket. Deadlock's helm is filled with static and his spark heavy and spinning way to fast. He can taste energon on his glossa thanks to his fangs. Rage is not what is taking over his sensors and proccesor. Something more like a deeply rooted need, something instinctually feral burns hot in his frame. "WHO'D DARE-" Ratchet holds up a hand and makes a hushing noise, Deadlock snarls engine rattling harder to keep up with his burst of energy and restrained energon lust. His limbs shaking with just as much restraint. The only thing keeping him from ripping the hanger down is Ratchet's hunched form at the entry way. When Ratchet looks up at Deadlock his jaw snaps shut, denta slamming hard against each other with a harsh clank. The fragger looks amused! Tired, frustrated, and hurting but Deadlock knows that look. Those lips are ever so slightly turned up into an amused smirk, "R a t c h e t." Deadlock hisses out passed his denta audial fins pinned back.

"Relax, before you blow a fuse. You should see the other guy. These are just scratches Drift." The fragger chuckles wiping some blood from his lip with his thumb. That does something to Deadlock that he will not acknowledge right now. His spark flutters and pulses harder, EM Field a confusing mix of emotions that Ratchet can't feel, "I had a disagreement with some of the others in command while another sister base visited. I am fine. Been in more then one scrapping in my time." Ratchet hums as he limps into his office, Deadlock claws at the floor again. "I did not party and study my whole younger life away just to get my PhD in biomedical engineering and be told how to do my job. I may have got a tad heated." He chuckles again at Deadlocks snort/huff.

Deadlock relaxes slightly as Ratchet pulls out a medical kit. His systems are running hot and HUB flashing warnings at him do as Ratchet suggested. He relaxes slightly and presses his servo against his helm. "Frag doc starting fights for a disagreement?" He rasps out watching Ratchet closely while he steadies his intakes. The human carefully works on cleaning the blood stained knuckles, Deadlock takes some pleaser in knowing all that blood is not just Ratchet's. "You're just as much of a hot menace as me."

"For you." Ratchet mumbles as he gently rubs ointment on the cuts. "They wanted me to turn you over to the field officer. Told them that you are still a work in progress that needs more time. That you came to my lab mmm.." Ratchet realizes it's the next day, a whole day wasted arguing in a concert room with metal chairs. With stuck up, pathetic excesses for- "Two days ago now.. said I activated some guardian protocal that day by accident which what brought you looking for me. They think you are imprinted on me. Something like that." Ratchet winces as he wraps his most bruised and swollen hand. A whine leaves Deadlock's stuttering engine, the tip of his pointer digit's claw has been hovers over Ratchet's helm as the doc talked, "What is it Drift?" Ratchet pauses from reaching for the alcohol soaked cotten ball. He looking up into overly bright, almost white with worry optics. Ratchet's optics dart around looking over Deadlock's form and healing welds.

Deadlock wants to huff, to roll his optics at the bioengineer's worry for him. But he can't stop his spark and fuel tanks from turning while he watches the red liquid drip down Ratchet's forehelm and optic ridge. "I... can't help you. You are hurt.. cause of me... and I can only watch you patch yourself up." He admits dimming his optics and looking down. All of this because he got impatient and hunted down his squishy to get him to recharge for once.

Ratchet's optics soften slightly. He shuts the kit with a sharp snap and huffs as he straightens from being hunched over. "Hand down please." Deadlock's audial fins perk up at the request. He carefully and gently, as gently as he can, places two digits into the office room. He lifts Ratchet up slowly once the small being had found a good spot to sit on his servo. He doesn't want to risk even the slightest breeze to brush against the bruised and cut flesh. He makes certain his servo is locked so it doesn't twitch on them. "This is high enough. Stay still." Deadlock is about to scold him when he thinks Ratchet is going to check the welds on his chassis. Instead Ratchet pops the kit back open and works on himself. Deadlock's vocal box clicks a few times as he tries to comprehend what his squishy is doing. His spark flutters with his EM Field when he realizes Ratchet is using his metal plating like a mirror. Ratchet dabs the cotton ball on the cut above his left optic ridge. "Didn't feel like going all the way to the bathroom. So thanks kid."

Deadlock purrs and almost melts from the thanks. Yes he will happily be a mirror. "Clever thing to do doc. Have those idiots thinking I am loyal and protective to only you will mean I can follow you around more. I am content being imprinted on you. Just tell them you can't undo it doc and if they touch you ever again I will pluck their little tiny servos off and feed it to them." He rumbles in a flat tone towards the end. He rolls his optics at the small ping from Ratchet flicking his chassis, "You may start a fight doc but know I will finish it."

"Didn't really start it either kid." Ratchet sighs looking at his reflection with a solemn expression before going back to dabbing the cotten ball harder against the cut, "Wasn't just about you Drift. They wanted.... they want..." Deadlock wants to curl around Ratchet the tone he is using now sounds like defeat, that's not his Ratchet. Deadlock lifts his free servo and retracts a claw so he can rub Ratchet's back as best he can to comfort him. "I can't." Ratchet rasps placing his forehelm against Deadlock chassis. Deadlock's engine settles to a purr Cybertonians use to sooth each other. It seems to work. Ratchet's shoulders relax and he seems to be getting his thoughts together. Deadlock stays silent and even if he doesn't need to keeps his EM Field in check. He only giving off support, warmth and calm, "It's inhumane, evil... Tourture... It would break down to much of the muscles and cells of the body. The hippocampus, the cerebral cortex, and the frontal lobe... that much damage to the brain would... I can't do what they want me to. Not to anyone Drift. Not what they ask. I can't. To adults, to teenagers, To Children. Young kids not knowing what they have signed up for. Never told. No choice. No way in hell could I ever-"

The strain and deep pain in Ratchet's voice is killing Deadlock. Deadlock can feel the trembling coming from Ratchet as the human catches his breath. He keeps a steady presser against Ratchet's back for support as he moves him up. He ignores the small gasp from Ratchet when he presses Ratchet to his cheek gently. Warm smooth metal touched warm soft skin, "Never. Never will you do what anyone demands of you. They can not make you harm anyone. You have never done anything you didn't want to and you won't start now. You are to much for them to try to control. My little squishy scraplet. I will kill them if they try. You have my glyphic, honor, and spark on this." Deadlock pulls back feeling something wet on his faceplate. Before Deadlock can get a good look at Ratchet's face, the bioengineer is shakily wiping his optics in a rushed motion aggravating the wound on his forehelm making it bead up with fresh blood, "Woah easy doc!" Ratchet bats his digit away when he tries to stop him.

"Stupidly cocky little shit! Lets get you feeling better before you try taking on a whole mecha filled base for me!" Ratchet laughs and smacks the digit still pressed against his back. That laugh does something to Deadlock's systems and spark, "We'll need to discuss a plan. I don't ever do anything half ass. I will not go into anything blind. But you are right, this is not the place for me to be anymore. Sad really. I was doing a lot of good here, made things safer for our pilots. Slowly sure but less were dying... so horridly all the time." Ratchet mumbles the last bit under his breath before shaking his helm. Deadlock likes the smirk that comes back to Ratchet's lips, "Now lay down so I can check that engine. You are starting to sound like a shitty abandoned junker car. Think you knock something out of place."

Deadlock matches Ratchet's smirk with a slag eating grin as he lifts the human a tad higher to press his forehelm against Ratchet's. He feels Ratchet pulls back after a moment, a stuttering raspy purr rumbles pleasantly through him when Ratchet places his servo against his forehelm and rubs. Yeah he does sound like slag and his HUB is flashing warnings, "What ever you say Doc. I am your guardian knight after all. You just tell me when to start swinging." He hums as he shifts to lay down.

Y O U. YOU JUST WROTE THIS ABSOLUTE MASTERPIECE OF A FIC??? AND I DONT EVEN KNOW YOUR NAME?? WHOEVER YOU ARE, ANON, I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU SO MUCH NGKGKFGBFHGH YOUR WRITING DOES THINGS TO MY BRAI N

Also. Al s o. I just realized. Oh my god.

We have two Cybertronians on Earth at the moment right. Prowl and Deadlock. But Prowl is very much restricted in his actions because he has strong moral codex and also he's not a very good fighter (at least on his own).

But then we also have Deadlock. And the only thing keeping Deadlock in check is. Ratchet.

Like. Oh fuck just imagine. He isn't restricted by any moral implications except Ratchets opinion. He doesn't really give a fuck about other organic life or laws of Earth or anything. He is also a really fucking good fighter. He doesn't commit murder because that would disappoint Ratchet, but if. IF. Something happens to Ratchet?

THE HELL he would unleash would be visible from outer space.

Him being so sweet and caring and protective over Ratchet doesn't mean he behaves like this with everyone. Him being protective over Ratchet means that if anything takes Ratchet from him, he'll drown himself in blood. He'll burn, claw, gnaw, punch and tear his way back to his human.

All so he can be nice and sweet and caring again right afterward:)

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[nekrosmos]

Hi,in fan of your art,well the character is Nikolai again,and the question is 6,7,14,23,26

YEEEES thank you so much !!

6. What's something you have in common with this character?

Let's seeee: English isn't my first language but I'm making it work + I'm a helpful kind of guy and my friends can call me any time if they need help with something, I'll be there 👍​

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

Oh so many things. I like when people make him a big lad, a big hairy guy !! It also seems that most people remember that he's an intelligent guy, which I appreciate because I know fandoms have a tendency of turning characters whose first language isn't english into dumbasses and ugh you know ? This and the fandom makes him very charismatic, which I think he 100% is <33

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

Ngl I'm pretty bad at this 😭​ Dude already have that slav swag let's be honest. Other than that, I think romantic italian ?? Like just give him a nice summer vacation in Italy, he would thrive.

23. Favorite picture of this character?

I mean come ooooooooon. His smile, his beautiful brown eyes, the grey in his beard, his beautiful hair, UGH

26. What's something the character has done you can't get over? Be it something funny, bad, good, serious, whatever?

Running over the guy his buddies were chasing and saying "Is hard to run with concussion, no?" was a highlight. Definitely. But every single scene he's in if we're being honest !

Send me a Character + questions from this ask game

[doyou000me]

Writing Tag Game

I got tagged by @dropthedemiurge to brag and ponder about my stories, so here we go! Thank you, Lex!

1. How many works do you have on AO3? -> 16!

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? -> 112,660 words~!

3. What fandoms do you write for? -> I've posted fanfics for 빈센조/Vincenzo, Kinnporsche, The Sign, My Personal Weatherman, Playboyy and Only Friends - and have fic ideas for several other fandoms that haven't gotten written (may I refer you to the WIP tag game I've answered?)

Since dropping the fandom that was, for many years, my one main fandom, I've actively worked to branch out and write for a variety of fandoms instead! Since I mainly watch K-dramas and Thai BL series, that's were most of the fanfic ideas come from!

My current focus is my original story The Author (also on Ao3), so I haven't written any fanfics for a little while.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? -> 1) Held [The Sign] 2)The Look [My Personal Weatherman] 3) Quiet Things [The Sign] 4) Gatto Sazio (The Man That Luca Knows) [Vincenzo] 5)Not Nant [Playboyy]

5. Do you respond to comments? -> Yes! I love getting comments and want my readers to know it, so I do my best to answer even tho I don't answer immediately! I do know a comment here or there slips through and goes unanswered, but I do make it my goal to try to answer all of them in due time!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? -> I don't generally write angsty endings, so I'll have to pick a fic that I don't even have on Ao3 anymore. It was a not very healthy summer romance that got ripped apart at the end.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? -> Oooh, now that's a difficult question... Probably Held or Quiet Things; Held because it's a bit longer and so I could take the characters (and readers) through more angsty bits before we got the pay off of a happy end, and Quiet Things because it's just such a short, sweet, domestic little oneshot that's good feelings throughout.

8. Do you get hate on fics? -> No, not at all! I've been lucky to get some of the most wonderful readers!

9. Do you write smut? -> I do! Most of my writing is E-rated and very smutty.

10. Do you write crossovers? -> Yeeees.... kinda.... as in, I have been on and off writing a crossover fic with Vincenzo and Kinnporsche, but I don't have any published crossovers (yet).

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? -> Not that I know of?

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? -> Yes, a few, but none of them are on Ao3 anymore.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? -> No. I've talked with people about doing it a few times, but then inspiration decides to wander in another direction and life happens and nothing has come of it - yet!

14. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? -> Lucien Villamonte is my oldest story (original) that has been living in my head for almost 15 years now. I've lost count of how many times I've started writing on it, and in the meantime the story has just grown bigger and bigger. It is now this massive piece of worldbuilding and lore and intrigue, and the story stretches over decades. I love the world, and the story, and the main character Lucien, but I don't know if I'll ever actually be able to write his story and share it with the world.

15. What are your writing strengths? -> I really enjoy plotting, planning and outlining stories, so I've gotten pretty good at it! I've also been working on creating engaging writing that sucks the reader in and evoking the feelings I want the reader to experience, so those are some things I've gotten better at but want to work on further!

16. What are your writing weaknesses? -> Action scenes! First figuring out what happens and how, and then conveying that in a clear manner that doesn't stop the momentum - I find action scenes to be some of the most difficult scenes to write!

17. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? -> Oh, yes! I have done it, and I have read stories that do it really well, and I think it can be an incredible way to enrich a story and round out a character! That doesn't mean it's easy; there are many ways of approaching it, and I'd love to explore it further in future writing!

18. First fandom you wrote for? -> I thiiiiink the first fanfic I ever wrote was for Bleach? Or rather, I wrote a thing and then I just switched out the names of the characters to those of Bleach characters - it was Ichigo, Grimmjow and..... Renji, maybe? I don't rememeber, it's a long time ago.

19. Favourite fic you’ve written? -> Unfortunately, it's among those that I've since taken down, but among the ones that I have up on Ao3... I'm very fond of the "Luca Knows" series of oneshots I've written for Vincenzo, and of course the original story The Author that I'm currently writing is very special to me.

Now! To tagging! I'm passing this one on to @7nessasaryevils, @welcometothelairofthebitchking, @overthinkthis and @miusmusings! Hope you have fun with it!

[storiesbyjes2g]

3.104 Concerns

I woke up thinking about how bummed Sophia was about not being able to go to the beach in Tartosa. I mean, I was too, but it seemed to hit her especially hard. No one else I knew loved the water more than her—not even Yasmine, who declared herself a "water baby." I got a brilliant idea in the shower that was sure to make Sophia happy and presented it to her at breakfast.

"Let's go to the lake in San Sequoia. We can invite my dad and Alessia and make a family day of it."

Her eyes were as bright as Winterfest lights, and I gave myself a pat on the back.

"Yeeees, that's a great idea! Wait, your sister is still here?"

"Yeah. Apparently she's not going back. She wasn't as happy over there as she thought she'd be." I snorted at a new thought. "Plus, she probably met some loser here."

"Luca!"

"What? She's not exactly in the market for quality men right now."

"Still. You haven't met him yet and already labeled him a loser. It isn't nice."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Stop!"

I chuckled and reached for the phone to inform Dad about my plan, but he advised against it. A thunderstorm plagued the area, so once again, the weather dashed our beach plans. But Dad countered and suggested a family movie day instead, so we all braved the storm and headed to Anchorpoint Wharf.

I thought the movie was funny, but Sophia said it bored her, which surprised me, seeing as she was the token goofball of the two of us.

After the movie, we hung out at Dad's house for a bit. Alessia caught us up in her life, and just as I suspected, she had met someone; I knew her so well. Apparently, they met at our party. They were at the bar and noticed they were both doing the exact same thing. She had this weird ritual she did in restaurants where she wiped down glasses, utensils, plates, and whatever her mouth or food touched. He was doing it too, and they locked eyes. The way she talked about this dude was different. Usually, she didn't care to get to know the poor fellas on this roster, and we never got any details about them. But her tone was so giddy it intrigued me. Could he be the one to break down her wall? I knew my dad hoped so. He really wanted to walk her down the aisle.

I realized we hadn't heard from Sophia in a while, so I turned around to check on her. She had droopy eyes and a frown, and everything inside me wanted to panic. But she wouldn't want me to do that in front of them. When I found an appropriate place to make our exit, I took it and ushered her and the dogs back home. Once we made it inside, we settled in the office to talk. It seemed like all our important talks occurred in there recently.

"What's wrong?" I asked. "Are you feeling alright? What can I do??"

She shifted in her seat and looked everywhere except in my eyes, alarming me even more.

"I, umm... I'm concerned."

"About Alessia?"

"About getting pregnant."

My throat tightened, and I swallowed a few times to keep it open.

"Oh..."

Her confession lingered in the air like steam after a shower, and I wasn't sure what to say or do.

"I've taken a pregnancy test every day since the engagement," she said, still not making eye contact with me. "I know these things take time, but... It should have happened by now! My birthday is way too close, Luca. I'm running out of time."

I was in such a weird spot. I wanted to hold her and tell her to keep the faith, but this was bad news for me, too. She wasn't the only one looking forward to bringing a baby into the world. But it was her body going through that, not mine. And as much as it hurt to hear that, I still had a level of detachment she didn't have.

"Is there something we can do?" I asked. "I mean...is there...a test or something for that?"

Finally, she looked at me as if awakening from a trance.

"Yeah, actually. There is." She shook away those sad feelings and sprang into action. "I'll make an appointment right now. I guess I've been too flustered to think straight. I could have done this days ago."

She called her doctor and scheduled an appointment for the next afternoon. When she hung up, I finally embraced her like I wanted to and told her everything would be okay. I didn't know how true that was, but I had to believe it for the both of us.

[brujc]

hey it’s me idk if you takes requests for like art but role swap Terukane pleaseee🤓 also your cool I like your art hi

Helloooo absolutely yeeeees yeeees!! I love getting ideas and all!! (Unfortunately tho it's currently exams periods and I got lots of stuff going on so I can't really assure "quick" requests for the moment 😭 like I mean I can but it might take a loooong time might be done in like June or smth if you don't mind tho yes absolutely!! I'll be more punctual with them during summer break~)

But I'm absolutely down for role swap terukane so yup i'm absolutely noting this in a corner of my mind :D (thank you so much bfjcvdjvxx I'm glad you like what I draw!!)

[compostboy]

CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE:

You are [y/n], existing in [current location]. A miniature cheerleader, with poofy pink hair and your full ass name written over their nongendered tits, spawns on your shoulder. Kind of looks like Pinkie Pie?

"Hello, [y/n]!" they cheer. "I am Sparklefarts the Almighty! I have come to take you on a journey!"

"Totally. Before we begin, I need to ask you a question... Have you drunk any water recently?"

A: Eh... [go to 1]

B: Absolutely, you might even say I'm drinking it right now! [go to 2]

[1] "TOWARDS THE NEAREST WATER SOURCE!" the cheerleader bellows. "DRINK. OR PERISH BY MY POM POM."

A: "OF COURSE LET'S GOO!!!!" [go to 2]

B: "Due to unfortunate circumstances, there is no water source..." [go to 3]

[2] "GOOD JOB GOOD JOB Goooooood job that's amazing I love you," the cheerleader gushes. [go to 3]

[3] Ready to move on, you face the cheerleader, anticipating another question. You're pretty sure you know where this is going.

"Okay. Now we are ready for step 2. I need to know... have you eaten anything in the past 4 hours?"

A: "I have eaten today, but not in the past 4 hours." [go to 4]

B: "I haven't eaten today at all. Worst case, maybe it has been a few days since I ate? Hmm..." [go to 5]

C: "Yup, I totally have!" [go to 6]

[4] "Ah, so it's time for a meal then? Based on how hungry, tired, etc, you are, you can choose anything from a small fruit to a proper meal. Yoghurt? Oats? There are many easy to prepare things you could go for, and if you need a full meal but can't prepare it, it's okay to eat many small things instead of one big thing."

"Thank you for reminding me. I'll go get something right now." You go to the food source of your choice, do the necessary preparations, and put it in your mouth. Chew chew. [go to 6]

[5] "Oh, I'm sorry. You must feel very tired. Maybe it's just that you haven't had time for breakfast yet, but, if going more than a day without food is a regular occurrence for you, your body might be in starvation mode, and you should ask a medical professional how best to get back into eating without triggering refeeding syndrome. I don't want you to do something that can be dangerous, I only ask that you give your body a little bit of fuel so your brain can get you through the day. Brains without fuel can get very depressed, more than they otherwise would be, as they cannot think properly."

A: "Actually, I just haven't had time for breakfast yet." [go to 4]

B: "You're right, I either don't have access to food or choose not to eat it on a regular basis. I can't or won't change that right now. [go to 7]

C: "I have access to food right now, and while it is common for me to not eat enough, I think it is medically safe to have a meal and I am going to choose that right now." [go to 4]

[6] "YOU'RE AMAZING. YOU PREPARED A FOOD AND ATE IT?! That's so cool of you I'm envious I also want to prepare a meal and eat it, but I am deathly intolerant of everything except glitter glue."

A: "What a coincidence! I happen to have a tube of glitter glue just lying around." [go to 8]

B: "Oof I'm sorry, I don't have anything like that for you..." Or at the very least, you don't think it's a good idea to give it to them. [go to 7]

[7] "You probably want to get on with this now," the cheerleader nods solemnly. Their pompoms rest on their hips. "Have you done the BBs? Brush HAIR and Brush TEETH?"

A: "Truthfully, neither." [go to 9]

B: "Only 1 of them." [go to 10]

C: "1 or neither is applicable, but I have done what needed doing!" [go to 11]

D: "Yeeees I have!" [go to 11]

[8] The cheerleader chugs glitter glue. It pours out down their chin and everything is covered in glitter oh god oh no what have you done.......... Anyway. [go to 7]

[9] "BB TIME. LET'S GO. Give me a B!" the cheerleader strikes a pose, but doesn't wait for you to answer. "Give me a B! What does that spell? BB!"

A: "I can't fucking do it I'm sorry" [go to 12]

B: "I managed to do 1, but I don't think I can do another, not right now at least. This is as good as it gets right now." [go to 11]

C: "I managed to do 1, but I need some extra encouragement to be able to do the second one." [go to 10]

D: "I DIDS IT!! WEEEEE!!!!!" [go to 11]

[10] "Yooooo that's so cool, take a moment to celebrate that victory before we get a move on this second one. You did so well," the cheerleader calms down and it's clear they really are happy for you that you got this far.

You celebrate by striking a pose that makes you feel good, and tell yourself that you did a good job.

"I did a really good job with that, tbh. Maybe it wasn't perfect, or maybe it was, but it was worth doing regardless. Nice."

The cheerleader pulls you by the hand towards the unused brush.

It occurs to you there are ways to make it easier, like for example using a toothpaste you don't hate, or combing your hair a little bit at a time, or only doing it for a short while rather than all the way to completion.

"Ready?" they ask.

A: "Ready." You take the brush and get to action. [go to 11]

B: "I'm sorry. I'm not ready, and I don't think I'll be ready anytime soon. Can we go to the next one?" [go to 12]

[11] "YOU DID IT!!!!!!!! HELL YEAH HELL YEAH HELL YEAH THE BARE MINIMUM MAINTENANCE IS THE BEST FUCKING THING YOU CAN DO YOU RULE!!!!!!!!" The cheerleader throws their pompoms so hard they explode, bam bam, and new ones materialize in their hands.

"My teeth are feeling so happy right now," you say. "My hair too."

"Awesooooome," they say.

"Awesooooome," you agree.

Such success. Much celebration. [go to 13]

[12] "That's okay," the cheerleader pats your back. "Maybe today is just a kindness day, and you forgive yourself and move on? No need to beat yourself up when you're already down. Let's accept that sometimes we can't do things, and that is morally neutral. Sure, there can be consequences for it, but to be equipped to handle those consequences you need to first be gentle with yourself you can cooperate with yourself and problem solve."

You take a minute to think neutral thoughts about yourself. No judgements or opinions, only facts. You have a face. You're looking at your phone with your eyes, this is neutral. There are tasks that you could do, or not do, or do halfway, a little bit, there are many options in the world.

"Do you feel ready to try only only 1 of those things, or would you rather try something else?" The cheerleader asks.

A: Try 1 thing. [go to 10]

B: Try something else. [go to 13]

[13] "Now, the thing we've all been waiting for!" a mysterious drum roll accompanies their voice. "It is time to do something that YOU want to do."

"Me? But isn't this your quest game thing?"

"Yeah! And my quest is to make sure you were prepared to do something you like."

"Oh. That's nice. Thank you, Sparklefarts." You almost forgot their name, after everything you have been through together.

"No need to thank me. This is what cheerleaders were born to do!"

"I see. How do I know what I want to do now that I get to choose, though?" The world is much more complicated when you have free will. There are infinite possibilities. You could crawl into bed. You could run to the nearest bungee jump station or die on the way. You could draw old men making out with each other. Your head spins.

"There are many ways to decide," they take you to a whiteboard where they draw their suggestions. "Either the first thing that comes to mind, or pick 3 things and choose the one that makes you feel best, or set a timer for your first choice so you can have time to do the next one too, or use a randomizer, or roll dice."

How do you choose a method ?!

"First method that pops into your head!" Sparklefarts shouts. "Go go go!!"

You are GOING!!!!!!

WOO!!!

As soon as you are on your way to your activity, Sparklefarts bursts into a ball of glitter. They're on to new adventures as a cheerleader.

Their power lingers in the air.

"I can do this," you say.

[blankochan]

could you add a "steal [xxx]'s shoelaces" feature to your bot?

or something that does something based on rng? (not sure exactly what)

like a coin flip feature?

Uuuuuuuuh yeeee;

I can try doing both

I havent been working on the bot much, thanks to Minecraft addiction but I'll try ;3

I don't think Ill be able to find any gifs for the shoelaces but we stay silly, I'll hopefully get it done first try :P

I'll also try to remember to tag you when it's done ;3

Always feel free to suggest anything you want I'll tell you if I don't think I can do it <3

[spxnglr]

Me: Aww yeeee I've got a three-day weekend, I'll be able to get so much writing done Me for most of said three-day weekend:

[valentinehorrors]

i legitametly love the unmasked mikey au sm

i read the fic in like- one sitting (today) and i am frothing at the mouth istg/-

uh so if theres anything else youd like to share about it that would be nice :3 /ng

Very glad you like it! I will say I'm in the process of writing a one shot for ao3 that is essentially Casey delivering on his gift. I'll post the link here when I'm done-

I also have plans to draw what Annabeth looks like-

And if anyone wants to check out unmasked Mikey on ao3, the main fic is called Gluttire-

Everything is organized over there-

But yeeee-

Glad ya like it! And I'm always working on more, this is still the beginning of Mikey's story! Can't wait to get to the meat of it :3

[1010lilfoot]

YAY! My Panel redraw question got chosen! Probably one of my favorite moments in your comic for sure! I love the shading and the pose you have in and the new eye effects are fun too! Thanks for the redraw, this really made my day!

I'm glad! I haven't done them that often, but redraws are a lot of fun!

Anonymous asked: The detail in the redrawn page is so good! I love seeing the differences between how you draw Sam before and how you draw her now. It’s inspiring ^^

Anonymous asked: The redraw is so beautiful oh my gosh, I hope people suggest more!

Anonymous asked: I love the redraw so dang much! Seeing how much you grew with your art makes me not feel as bad for drawing sticks! lol

Yes! If you keep drawing you'll get closer and closer to the skills you want! I've been a bit busy, but maybe I'll do more when I find the time.

Anonymous asked: Sam has gotten less cartooney over the years lol

It does look like that! Though it's probably just that I have a better grasp on anatomy, haha.

Anonymous asked: The NOSTALGIA!!! Love that page! Awesome job on the redraw! Sam looks badass!

Anonymous asked: YEEEES more Sam redraws!!! She looks so dang cool!

Thank you all! ^^ Sam being cool is one of my big goals!

Anonymous asked: Hehe that redraw would make a poster great advertising TdL! Just add a fancy title somewhere!

True, it's kind of like a cover image!

[despair-to-future-arcs]

… next session… (is nervous)

Okay here's the next one, this one is probably going to be about Yukio and me...

*CLICK*

[09/25/17]

CHIAKI: Hello Sonia, so you want to talk again?

Yes, there's 2 more people left, right?

CHIAKI: Yes, it's Yukio and Nagi... You say they were others that you interacted with, correct?

Right... those 2, *sigh* I...I'm not sure who to start off with...

CHIAKI: Well... why don't we start off with the one your most comfortable with?

Very well, I believe that be Yukio - he was our class rep, at first he wanted to set up a party and have us all know each other, the teacher gave me more work and I was running and I saw Fuyuhiko at the door.

The next thing we saw was...well... an orgy, to put it in best terms...

...

...

...

Date: April 17th, 2010

*rushes down the hall* Oh goodness, I'm late! Why did the teacher give me so much work, I need to hurry and-!

Hm? Isn't that Fuyuhiko standing at the door...?

... *is standing at the door, being unsure what to do*

... (I wonder what he's doing? Does he want to join the party...?)

(That must be it, I'll see what's going on...)

*Sonia walk over to Fuyuhiko*

Hello Fuyuhiko, I see your standing at the door too? Are you here for the party as well?

Huh? The hell did you come from?

Well I had a lot of work to do and I figure as soon as I was done, I could go and join the others...

So what are you doing here, are you here for the party as well?

Well...yeah I am, just wasn't sure what to do, probably nobody wants me in there...

Nonsense, I'm sure everyone wouldn't mind you in there at all!

Look, it's fine... besides, I'm Yakuza; the world I live in is different from everyone else so I'm okay with staying out of-.

MIKAN: Oh...oooooh, your swooord, le-let touch the tip!

PEKO: Ge-Get away from me, leave my sword out of this!

Huh? The fuck was that...? Is...Is that Peko?

I'm not sure either, it sounds like moaning... we should get in and see what happen?

*as the 2 open the door...*

*the 2 come into a very unusual sight...*

MIKAN: YES YEEEES, GIVE ME THAT SWORD! JUST THE TIP THE TIP IS AAAAAALL I NEED!

PEKO: Mi-Mikan, this ve-very unlike you!

MIKAN: Do-Don't worry, I'll be just using it and putting it inside myself so it's fiiiine!

No you be hurting yourself!

*It wasn't just them but everyone else...*

IBUKI: The hell is this sexy aura going on?! It's so damn hot in here!

'Oh gosh, oh dear - I'm gonna take some rather nasty selfies here!'

Ma-Mahiru?! The hell has gotten into you! Mikan and Ibuki, are you 2 okay?! The hell is going on!

TERUTERU: GYAAAAAAAH, I'M GONNA EXPL'DE!

HIYOKO: heheheee, maaaaan he's getting off this stuff, huh?! I knew he be sexually attracted to food!

NAGITO: Amazing...truly amazing... such hope existed here, so this is what it's truly like...

*It seem chaos was happening, nearly everyone except for Yukio, Hatomi and Hiyoko who is taking joy in seeing everyone going really high...*

[writing-whump]

Oh my... the Isiah's answer of my last question caught me out off guard.. Sol you have scary scary plans for my precious big brother wolf, don't you 🥺 I'm thinking about it a lot recently, I know the horrible heart episode is coming soon. God, I'll never be ready for this. I'm so nervous and also excited for that one. I don't know what's going to happen. I realize the clues you give in some fics, you are literally making us ready for it🥲 I'm scared to ask but when do you planning to write it? I'm not sure but i remember you said for 70th, right? I guess we still have time for a few fics, may I ask do you have a list for what's coming until 70?

-Ok, I'm done with being drama queen in here for now LOL-

So let's keep the tradition. I liked the questions you reblogged recently and wanted to ask something from there. What does your OCs think before falling asleep at night?

-☕

Posted a list for what's coming here! I'm flattered you wanted to know :3

Hehe and yeeees, I'm glad the hints are in there and that you can see them coming. 🙈✨️

What do they think about before falling asleep:

Isaiah: going over the day in his head. What did he find out about people, what worked for whom and what didn't, what could he have said or done better?

Seline: her current projects buzz in her head like bees. Either the seminar papers or articles or poems for new songs.

Matthew: Evaluates achievements, runs and hits, sets new goals and tries to not worry about his shadow too much.

Hector: goals and plans for the next day. What records could he break this time? What milestones? What meetings are awaiting him?

Arnie: contemplates a lot about personal purpose and role as a human. How could he stand out and get respect? Also lists in his head what people he talked with, what he found out and what kind of weak spots he noticed.

[tatedeco]

My recs for Robin!Dick comics

Recommending comics is fun so here's a list of Robin!Dick-comics I personally enjoyed. This will be quite subjective and leave out some obvious picks that fans may have but hey, it's my list:

Robin: Year One (2000-2001)

Recommendable? Yes! Absolutely perfect for newcomers to the character.

What is it?

The name is pretty self-explanatory. It's our boy's first year as Robin. He fights Mad Hatter and (unsurprisingly) has some trouble with Bruce. These two love each other but their relationship is always complex.

What do I like about it?

It highlights many core aspects of Dick's character. His need to be independent, his ingenuity, his complex relationship with Bruce. It gives you a great primer on his character. The definitive Robin-origin for many.

2. Batgirl: Year One (2002-2003)

Recommendable? Yes! Great intro for Barbara and her relationship with Dick. Dick's Robin also has many fun moments.

What is it?

Definitely a Barbara Gordon-story. It's her story to becoming Batgirl. I can recommend it for that alone because Barbara is awesome. It does feature her first meeting with Dick though and anyone who likes these two together will have a good time.

What do I like about it?

The origin for Barbara! I can only reiterate that it's awesome. She does have a lot of chemistry with Dick though as they learn to respect each other. Dick is a little shit in the beginning but he soon supports Barbara and it's adorable.

(Just let me cry in a corner really quickly for the Batgirl-movie that was supposed to be based on this and was axed shortly before release. I'll never forget nor forgive this travesty.)

3. Teen Titans: Year One

Recommendable? Yes. A great modernization for the original Teen Titans aka Dick, Donna, Garth, Wally & Roy.

What is it?

The forming of the Teen Titans and Dick first stepping into a leadership role.

What do I like about it?

The art is adorable. Dick is also written very well. He is still very young and insecure. Here he's at a stage where he tries to be somewhat independent but is still struggling with being under Bruce's wing. Such a theme for his character.

My only gripe is that Donna is written quite badly. My girl was done dirty in this because most she does is cry. Still, this is the first comic I got myself when I seriously got into comics. A big reason of why I'm here today.

4. Robin & Batman (2021-2022)

Recommendable? Yes, if you like stories where Bruce is a terrible dad. Stay away if you like wholesome Batdad. You won't get this here.

What is it?

Dick's beginnings as Robin but with a darker twist. Bruce is a terrible parent here who views Robin more as a soldier and the first two issues are super-angsty. I see it very much as an AU-take on Dick's time as Robin.

What do I like about it?

This pick is quite controversial because many people despise the take on Bruce - which is valid. I found this take very interesting. Probably because I've written multiple fics where Bruce is a terrible dad. If you like those kind of fics, you'll probably like this. If you don't, this won't be for you.

The art is top-tier though. I love the melancholic watercolor aesthetic.

5. New Teen Titans (1980-1984)

Recommendable? YEEEES. My continued mission is to shove this down everyone's throats. Beware of the density and the 80s style though. This may make it harder for newcomers but if you're hyper-fixated enough (like I was), you'll manage.

What is it?

Only the most iconic stories for the Teen Titans, a masterpiece of storytelling and one of the best comics I've ever read. I collected it in volumes. Just start with Vol. 1 and continue from there. I got addicted.

What do I like about it?

The character relationships are masterful. Also their development. It really shows Dick stepping into his own as a leader. He also develops quite the romance with Starfire. These two were serious for a long time (over a decade of love!).

This also introduces Deathstroke's rivalry with the Titans. Slade is a petty bastard who feuds with literal teenagers here.

Especially for the 80s, it also has great development for the female characters. Starfire, Raven & Donna are some of my favorite DC-characters and they are very well fleshed-out and get storylines of their own. Finally, if you like the Teen Titans cartoon, many storylines were adapted from here. Trigon, Deathstroke, the Brotherhood of Evil, Backfire... It introduces so much fundamental Titans-lore.

Important comics that don't quite make my list:

Batman: Dark Victory

Recommendable? Depends. You should read it if you are interested in classic Batman-stories.

What is it?

The sequel to the classic Batman-story "The Long Halloween". In Long Halloween, Batman solves a mystery about a killer who only kills on holidays.

Dark Victory takes place after and introduces Dick as Robin. This is the definitive Robin-origin for many fans. Dick is not the main focus in Dark Victory though, Bruce is. Dick took longer to show up than I expected.

What do I think?

I cannot quite recommend Dark Victory - which is probably blasphemous for many comic-fans. If you want to read this, you should read Long Halloween first.

I found Long Halloween okay. Dick doesn't appear in it and the mystery is stretched out far too long. Basically, I love it less than many comic-fans.

Dick appears in the sequel Dark Victory and has some great moments but he appears less than I would like. I liked Dark Victory more than Long Halloween though (probably because of Dick Lol).

Overall, both these books fell a bit flat for me which is an unpopular opinion. Still, if these sound interesting to you, pick them up and don't let me deter you!

This is it. All my Robin!Dick-recommendations. I wanted to upload all my Dick Grayson-recs at once but it got too long. So, I'll post separate lists for Nightwing and Dick!Batman. Keep an eye out if this interests you!

[maybeimscreaming]

“There you go, good as new." and “That better not be blood.” with adam page please x

yeeees thank you for requesting!!

pairing - adam page x gn!reader

prompts - 'there you go, good as new' + 'that better not be blood'

warnings - minor injury descriptions, could be read a suggestive?

As one of AEW's resident doctors, you were no stranger to injury. Blood, bruisers, sprains, fractures - nothing phased you anymore. Of course, some people were slightly more reckless than others. You couldn't count the amount of times you had to tell Darby to take it easy before the poor boy did his back in completely. Other than that, you really only saw each wrestler around a couple times a month. Even then it was mainly to deal with the odd scrape.

But Adam Page? He was different.

If Adam managed to have a match without hurting himself in some way or another, you would go and buy a lottery ticket because that would obviously be the day for miracles. At this point, you believed he may as well invest in actual pink hair dye before the mans own blood did it for him.

Oh well, at least he was nice. The blonde had never been much trouble for you - in fact, the southern charm got you rather sweet on the champion. Trying to properly treat his wounds while those baby blues stared up at you was a chore in itself.

-

a knock on your door startled you out of your daydream, your hands fumbling with the packets of bandages you were stacking. Sighing, you wiped your hands on your trousers and pulled on a pair of gloves.

"come in" you groaned

"hey doc" came the tired voice of one Adam Page.

Speak of the devil you mused internally - well, daydream of the devil.

"hey Page, what have you done now?"

"uh..."

Well that definitely didn't sound promising. Massaging your brows with your gloveless wrist, you turned to look at the man. Now, you expected blood every time you saw the blonde, but this? this was a whole new level. Not only that but he was also accompanied by one Bryan Danielson, who at least had the decency to look sheepish.

You stared at them.

"Adam Page so help me God, that better not be blood"

He chuckled slightly, rubbing the back of his head.

"I swear, you two are gonna be the death of me one day" you grumbled, grabbing a decent amount of cotton pads and antiseptic.

"right, Danielson go sit in the other room, I'll send someone for you. Page just", you sighed, "sit down and don't bleed on my couch"

"go easy on him doc, he put on one hell of a match just now"

You snorted, raising your brow at Bryan. Them two putting on a killer match was a given, just as Adam Page showing up to bleed all over your medic room.

The sound of the door shutting caused you to tense your shoulders. One would think, with the amount it happens, you would be used to being alone with Adam. That was hardly the case.

You gripped the gauze pad on your gloved hand, drawing in a deep breath to work yourself up to facing the gorgeous man next to you.

"doc, you okay?"

"you're allowed to call me y/n, you know" you commented, wheeling the table towards the man.

"lord knows you're in here enough for that"

He chuckled, rubbing a hand against his shoulder. Your eyes met. the lump in your throat grew thicker, you having to swallow hard to get your next words out.

"Chin up"

You worked quietly and efficiently. There was nobody else to see tonight but the event had been long and you were tired. You imagined that he was too. Of course, small talk was exchanged but nothing wild. Just your average conversations of how the match went, what's in the card for the next dynamite etc.

The way his eyes lit up when you asked about his career gave you the jitters. You could appreciate his passion for it, as well as loving the way he appreciated everything he had been given and worked hard for. Adam Page as a whole was admirable. Thinking about how far he had come in the short two years you had been working for AEW made you smile gently, not realising you were being stared at.

"Your smile is mighty pretty"

A sharp breath was sucked in through your nose.

Did you hear that right?

"oh uh... thanks Page, not too bad yourself"

He smiled up at you, a gently movement that exposed pearly white teeth. You couldn't help but to smile back. Even as you dabbed the rubbing alcohol into the nastier of his cuts, his smile only faded a little.

That was until you got to the cut in his hairline. It was deeper than the others and, no matter how hard you dabbed at it, the blood wouldn't stop dripping down his pale forehead.

You sighed, tilting his chin down with your hand.

"everything alright?" he asked, laying a hand on your wrist.

"i'm gonna need to patch this up and i'll need to change it again tomorrow morning, you're lucky you don't need stitches you know?"

he bit his lip at your lecture.

"You have got to stop doing this, putting your safety at risk for a good match is not okay when you do it over and over, one of these days you're gonna hurt yourself and I wont be able to do nothing about it. This is bad for my nerves Adam-"

"Look at you, using my name"

You looked down in shock. In your rant you failed to notice him placing a hand on your waist - obviously a result of the stinging from his forehead. Now, the sight radiated warmth, a pulsating heat that caused your legs to shake a little.

"h-huh?"

"you never used my name, not in all these years you've known me y/n"

"yeah well" you started, "maybe i was worried this time ok"

Huffing, you placed the last piece of medical tape down on his skin, smoothing the fabric with your finger tips. He bit his lip, looking up at you. Not that you met his gaze, instead preoccupying yourself with peeling your gloves off and throwing them in the bin next to you. You didn't want to move. Not with his hand still glued firmly to your hip.

"there you go, good as new" you teased, tracing your fingers over the white gauze.

You began to pull away but was stopped by his other hand reaching up to the free side of your hips. Gasping, you steadied yourself with your hands on his shoulders. Now, your heart was pounding. Had you said something wrong? Did you miss an injury?

"Y/n I'm sorry, I never mean to get injured, it just happens and well... I like coming to see you"

You cut him off. The frustration of the day and fatigue were setting in. A sickness had grown in you at having to hide your emotions for the sake of professionalism. Adam wasn't the kind of guy to make things awkward if feelings weren't reciprocated and quite frankly? you were too tired to care.

So you kissed him.

You pulled him up by the shoulders and fixed your lips onto his, leaning onto his body gently but just enough to allow him to pull away if he didn't want this. Not that he did pull away.

Instead, he pulled your hips towards him, sliding one hand up your spine to rest between your shoulders. The shock of him grasping your hips in such a way caused you to gasp into his mouth. Apparently newly confident, the cowboy slid his tongue between your lips. He traced it over your teeth before entangling it with yours.

Eventually, you found it in yourself to pull away.

"does this mean you'll stop getting injured as much?"

He chuckled under his breath, pulling you close once again.

"not a chance in hell"

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