#now that I've done this I can go back to thinking about pebbles until I pass out from exhaustion <3

[kakyogay]

Several Cheap Fragments!!!!

Finally finished their general ref sheet.

(I may make something like this for FSRW but for now this is all I got)

more info under cut because my brian be thimking

SCF

Like Reese, it's purpose wasn't really to solve the great problem but to house, research, and possibly domesticate the organisms they were assigned. Reese has lizards while Fragments has vultures.

The main idea for their clothing was "since they can go outside their can, they need to be dressed for exploration" so shorter clothing would be more appropriate. And since they have a changeable back panel, the back needs to be open enough to make it easy. I just decided to make the undershirt thing sleeveless with an open back as shown below.

With the above you can also see how their wires work. The back panel only covers up their inner mechanics with a port for their wires. It's mainly used as a placeholder if no packs are being used to avoid breaking their puppet out of stupidity.

If one were to be connected, it'd snap on. The wires would plug into the input on the pack and they'd be able to use the pack as programmed unless it sustained damaged. I only have one kind of attachment at the moment but if I were to make more they would go by the same system. Here is a doodle of it that hopefully makes sense if the text didn't.

Oh yeah also you know how I said the back is covered up so they wouldn't break their puppet out of stupidity? Yeah well they did once and it lowkey messed up their eyesight. Don't ask how, it just did. This now makes them cautious of things behind them, since one small mess up impacted their life greatly.

oh yeah and one final thing their eyes just look like that because I thought it looked cool.

I think that's all for the calculator, time for the pups :)

Link & Lonk

Link and Lonk are a couple of pups that look like lantern mice with similar abilities to those little fellas. honestly I just thought "what if scug look like funky mice :D" and decided to force Fragments to bare the burden of parenthood.

They were separated from their parents and found fragments. It decided to feed the small pups and now they latch onto it like a cyan lizard who'd been given a small centipede.

They are surprisingly helpful when outside it's can. They can hold extra spears and pearls around if needed. Link tends to hold onto pearls while Lonk takes the spears. Probably because Link would rather swim in an ocean full of leviathans than need to hit something twice their size with a spear.

They also know a little bit of sign language. Only simple gestures like hi, yes, no, danger, food, and others along that line. They really like to use the food gesture literally any moment they can because they could eat literally anything anytime. It got so bad that fragments now limits their food per cycle. They don't like the limit but it is what it is ig.

I really hope my organization of whatever this is is alright. It's almost 1 am and I should really be going to bed soon. If I come up with anything else I'll put it under their tag but for now this is all I got. gnight 👍👍

[the-real-rain-world-confessions]

HAH, That Sunstone is problematic ask come straight for me I swear... But no...

No, I think it's problematic for much different reasons. First this is much to interpretation to be fair, but honestly... I think Suns is kind of... not great for any ship.

TrafficLights I'm coming for you to.

Suns has multiple problematic behaviours that make me just go "My enby fool, you need therapy and now! RSD alert." Also why I am leaning more and more to ADHD Suns...

But namely, the way Suns speaks in everything just itches at me the wrong way. With Pebbles there's this kind of "haha, if you were just a bit smarter" vibe to Suns dialogue and I do point to the Bug in the Maze conversation specifically with this...

"It's not said out loud but if you were better at reading between the lines there's nowhere you wouldn't see it."

And I don't really want to bring up Suns super bad apology pearl, but the best I can call these dialogues is patronizing... and then, oh, there's a reason I would argue until I'm blue that TrafficLights is a problematic ship as well and that reason is guilt tripping back hand. I would also argue that Suns is downplaying their role in the situation(until they swap to "all my fault" play), but that's very possibly just a me reading.

It's just NSH is a lot less tolerant of that stuff.

But seriously, Suns is kind of... dismissive, if not in so many words of Moon's situation, entirely focused on Pebbles, and there's this thread of just desperation... but the things that stand out the most to me...

"I learned from the best. At least I used it for something more... practical."

Suns wording here is like, backhanded compliment or like "Well I done it better" in regards to making Spearmaster(who mind, not practical at all... like Suns please) despite copying from NSH... it just strikes me.

And then... later when NSH gets mad and rightfully defensive/frustrated with Suns there's another bit of dialogue that just triggered me to remember a not so great friendship I had...

"I'm noticing you are becoming more defensive. This obviously wasn't the end result I was aiming for, you know. Please respond to my messages. I don't want to leave it like this. I need someone to talk to."

Nothing about NSH's emotions here, this also just feels... guilt trippy. Or maybe it's me again, but it just... rubs the wrong way. The way Suns dialogue is just immediately reading like "no, don't leave me alone, I can't be alone" vibes.

In any case, I think Suns is a bit of a toxic friend. Maybe not in the way some might, but I think Suns issue is simple, they're just so desperate to not be left alone, have RSD and make bad decisions in general. And also as soon as the situation went as south as it did Suns dialogue turned into it all been their fault... did anyone else notice that?

"I feel like I've doomed not one, but two iterators."

RSD, and trying to swing for sympathy...

Anycase, get Suns a therapist not a relationship. All Suns ships are trashcan ships.

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[funphumph]

Terrain Paint Follow-Up Post & Solution

A word in advance: I don't have any real knowledge of the innermost core of the Sims 2 game, I mostly put together pieces of information and see what I can make of it. So using the method that I've used for my spotty lot might not be the best solution. But as it helped me getting my lot back, I'll pass on my experiences. For science. ⚗️

The "history" of the terrain paint problem is described in this post, I will not go into the matter in any further detail for not making the post unnecessarily long.

Without further ado, here's a progress report with the steps I performed and the final result:

I downloaded Mootilda's Lot Adjuster and used the advanced option in order to delete unused terrain paints from the lot. It gave me the message that an error occurred during modification of my lot and that it is unable to continue. The error, I think, was due to me already having deleted the CC terrain paints by hand.

I read a post by Mootilda from which I gathered some information about the terrain paint resources.

Inspired by a link given by goingsimcrazy, I opened the lot file in the neighborhood folder via SimPE (you can easily find out the lot number of a lot by looking at the file's modification date and choosing the one that has been modified last, provided you have visited the lot last) and took a look at the LTTX and LOTG resources.

The LOTG resource had a memory of 239 terrain paints, which I believed was a huge number, because I opened another lot file from the hood that I had never touched and which had only 11. I backed up the lot file and deleted all LOTG resources save for these 11 (using the instance numbers as a guide). I loaded up my game and entered the problematic lot and, lo and behold, the terrain was normal again. HOWEVER, the terrain paints were still forming their square patterns.

Opening the lot file again, I inspected the LTTX resource, where, according to Mootilda, terrain paint names are stored. I didn't know how to edit the file and just deleted the whole resource in hope that it would regenerate itself. I started up the game, went back into the lot and choose the pebble stone terrain. For a second or two it worked: the spray tool made lines on the ground instead of a square pattern .... then my game crashed.

Back in the lot file, I saw that the LTTX had not regenerated, so I made a new attempt by extracting the LTTX resource of the unused lot file (mentioned above) and unpacking it into the troublesome one. My game didn't think this was a good idea and crashed again. Not immediately, but as soon as I opened the terrain paint tab.

Now I decided to go all out and deleted both the LOTG and the LTTX resources, thinking that if both are missing, the game would be left with no other option but to rebuild them. I loaded up the game, rushed into the lot, hurried to the terrain paint, pounced on the spray circle and ..... the lot was back to normal!!!

Conclusion: I still don't know what exactly has lead to the weird terrain texture of my lot. My assumption is that one of the resources in the lot file got corrupted. Mootilda mentioned in her post that an EA bug may limit the number of terrain paints ever used on a lot to 0x32 = 50 and that it has to do with the 0x5CEE resource, which is the control record for all of the terrain instances. I surely exceeded this number (239, what have I done?) and the 0x5CEE got damaged, which resulted in the default lot terrain mingling with another terrain (the garden earth terrain?) and then shining through any other layer of paint that was put over it. When I deleted the CC terrain paints, the control resource got even more broken and tried to deny further use of terrain paints by interfering with the spray tool. A nice fairy tale? Perhaps. I guess I'll never know the truth.

If anything is unclear or if you have any further questions, feel free to leave me a comment.

Thanks again goingsimcrazy and simmer-until-tender for your input!!!

[larissa-the-scribe]

Terrarium Lights, pt. 3.6

Previously on Terrarium Lights: Gail learns Mrs. Seward's side to the story. (Next part >>here)

Gail still felt like she had no idea what was going on.

After she prayed with Mrs. Seward, she had hugged the dear woman, paid for her food, and gone outside to talk with Jonathon. Upon making it outside, Jonathon broke the eventual silence to say that he wasn't sure he could talk about it right then.

"There's… a lot," he said. "About my past, and some things I've half-remembered, and about my current… condition. I just… I need to think about it alone for a bit."

"Well," Gail said, looking up at the sky that was a little darker than she'd like for her walk home, "you're welcome to either stay here and work that out, or else come back with me to think on it back at my house. I'm very glad to know you're safe, but I do need to head back before night falls."

Jonathon nodded. "I think… I think I'll stay here for the time being. I… I also need to think about where Samuel is. I know I tried to find him at some point, but couldn't."

"In this past week?" Gail asked.

"No. I think I tried to find him when I came back, from… wherever that was." He kicked at a pebble, watched it rock on the ground. "I think… I think that's how I ended up lost. I knew needed to find Samuel, before it was too late, but… I didn't find him. So I just wandered around and got lost in the woods."

Gail hummed. "So you sat down under a tree to rest."

"Something like that. I got a bit too lost, in every sense of the word, and I still can't quite remember it all. But… I don't think I found him. I don't know what I can do about it now, but… it’s something else for me to think about, I guess."

Gail prayed with him, too, before leaving for home, admonishing him after to make sure he got some rest. He smiled weakly, and replied with something vaguely non-committal.

But she had to face that she had done what she could for the day, and she had to be home. So she gave him another pat—it seemed to be the only form of physical contact that worked with him—and set out. It was a long walk, and the sun had set by the time she made it back. The last bit of the journey was slow, the path dark under the trees and lit only by the stars and moon.

After a quick supper, she fell right to sleep and did not wake until the sun had made its way back high into the sky.

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[ash5monster01]

Lessons of You Part 4

Pairing: Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x FemReader

Warnings: fluff, mentions of depression, future smut, broken reader, 18+

Summary: Blake Parker was used to running. When life got hard, she’d run. The idea of sticking around to end up broken was scarier then she’d like to admit. So she hid away, cut all ties, and lived contently on her own. She was done running because no one could find her there. That is until a Navy Pilot runs into her life, and she learns allowing yourself to love can be scary, but hiding from it can be even worse.

word count: 2,350

Intro, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Final

Masterlist

Blake hadn’t intended to ignore Bradley. That night that they kissed, they took a break to eat pizza, start the movie, and end up making out on the couch like teenagers all over again. Every part of Blake yelled at her to let him stay the night but she didn’t want to move too fast. Letting people in wasn’t something she could just do, she had to build up to it. So Bradley left with a dopey grin and a few purple marks on his neck, completely forgetting to ask for her number. Blake figured he’d stop by on his morning run yet he never seemed to go by. So she figured he had gotten what he wanted and left. No use texting him now.

This was exactly why she didn’t let people in. True intentions are never easy to see, and most of the time they end up hurting you. So better off to be alone, and grocery shop for one person. It was cheaper that way anyway. Who needs to know someone’s favorite kind of cereal when all you have to do is buy your own? So Blake didn’t even flinch as she grabbed the Fruity Pebbles without glancing at another box in the aisle.

“Blake right?” the brunette girl stopped to see a dark hair girl, she wore sweats and a workout shirt. Her hair pulled tightly back in a bun. Blake quickly searched her mind for how she recognized this girl. Then it hit her.

“Phoenix right?” Blake asked and the girl chuckled softly.

“Yeah that’s my call sign. You can call me Nat” Blake nodded as she reached over to shake her hand. "Sorry for my appearance. We've been training so much most of us havent had a second to leave base"

"I'm assumng that includes Bradley?" as Nat nodded Blaked felt her stomach churn with guilt. She thought he was avoiding her but turns out she was the one avoiding him all along.

"He mentioned he hadn’t heard from you in a while. I'll be happy to report you’re alive" Nat teased, knowing how upset Bradley had been considering he made out with a girl he really liked just to be ghosted and not have enough time to go and see if it was true. The mission was approaching fast and no one had still succesfully completed the course.

"I know, I meant to text but I figured he'd stop by on my morning run and then it just left my mind" Blake semi-lied considering she was unsure how to approach the situation. If she reached out and apologized Bradley would assume she wanted to be more than friends yet at the same time, straddling the guys lap, and tasting every inch of his mouth arleady sent the wrong message.

"You should shoot him a text, I might strangle him the next time he asks me what he did wrong. Men think all women can help them with their problems, and try being the only one on base" Blake laughed as Nat said this, it reminding her how she used to be the one everyone went to for advice. Then she remebered that doesn’t happen anymore and her heart shattered once again.

"I could see how that can be annoying, I'll text him" Blake reached for her phone and moved to the message app to start a new conversation. Nat watched like it was her job to make sure she actually texted her friend.

Blake

I've heard through the grapevine

that someone can't shut up about me

<3 Blake

Bradley

It’s not my fault, normally when

I kiss a girl they can’t leave me alone

“You’ve got yourself one cocky friend” Blake chuckled as she looked at the text from the boy. She had barely looked up from her phone when a response came through.

“All pilots are cocky, if we didn’t have such big heads we wouldn’t be as aerodynamic” Blake laughed at Nat’s response, not minding Bradley’s cockiness one bit.

“Thanks for making me text him, I can be pretty stubborn about these kind of things” Blake said waving her phone as she set it back down in her cart, waiting a moment to text the eager boy back.

“No problem, I get letting people in is hard but if you were going to let anyone, Bradley is a good choice” Blake smiled and nodded before slowly starting back down the aisle.

“Oh wait, Nat?” Blake turned to see the girl stop and face her. “Do you know Bradley’s favorite cereal?”

“He likes Captain Crunch” she told her and Blake thanked her as she grabbed the box off the shelf. Nat watched as the girl walked away, a content smile on her face.

Blake

I’d love to prove you wrong but

I’d rather invite you over tonight?

Bradley

Be there in 20

Blake was halfway done unloading groceries when she heard the truck door slam. She had left the door open for him again so once he approached she could smile at him from inside as she continued to put stuff away. “Hey B”

“Hey other B” Blake grinned back as he let himself inside.

“I thought you were never gonna text me” he told her as he sat himself at the counter, content with watching her put groceries away.

“And I thought you gave up on your morning run” Bradley’s eyes widened as she said this. He never assumed that she would notice. Then it all made sense why she never texted, she thought he had ghosted her first.

“I wish that was the case, they’ve been making us train earlier in the day. No one really has a hang of it yet” Bradley wasn’t allowed to give much detail, but they’d practically doubled their hours trying to make it in time. It didn’t help that is was Maverick they were training with.

“Are you on a tight schedule?” Blake started to feel bad for making him leave base if he needed to be focusing on something more important.

“Kind of, we have a big mission coming up. I don’t even know if I’ll be picked though” Bradley shook his head, knowing him and Hangman were neck and neck when it came down to it.

“Should you have stayed at base, I didn’t mean to drag you away” Bradley immediately shook his head, wanting to reassure the girl.

“No, we have the weekend actually. Our last weekend before the big operation” Bradley didn’t want to explain that they were given the weekend for loved ones, a last opportunity kind of thing. The mission was one you could easily never come back from.

“So what do I have to do, to get you to spend that with me?” Blake asked and Bradley felt the tips of his ears heat up.

“You say the word and I’m here all weekend” he was already bummed about having no one to spend the weekend with. Now he would get to spend it with her.

“Stay all weekend?” she asked and Bradley grinned. Blake wanted a trial run, a two day trial run. Maybe she could allow someone back into her life for once.

“There’s no place I’d rather be” he smirked and Blake laughed as she emptied the last bag, setting the cereal on the counter. Bradley reached out and grabbed the box. “I love Captain Crunch”

“You can have some in the morning” the indication of him staying the night made his face redden some more.

“You sound like my Mom” he told her and she belly laughed as she finished putting away all the groceries. Bradley watched as she walked over to him, and he turned to face her. The minute her hips nudged with each of his knee caps his heart rate doubled in speed.

“I don’t need you spoiling your dinner” she told him and Bradley wrapped his arms around her, pulling her flush against him in a hug.

“If you’re serving up dinner does that mean I get to serve up dessert?” Bradley asked, his face mushing into her neck as he fluttered kisses along the side. Blake hummed contently at the feeling.

“I guess that depends on how well you behave” she told him, hands running through the short strawberry brown locks.

“I don’t plan on behaving at all” he whispered into her neck, causing her to shudder as his hands firmly squeezed her ass.

“I expected as much” she told him as he pulled his face from her neck and looked her in the eyes. “But if you plan to misbehave, wait until I’m done cooking”

“I’m not that patient” he told her and she chuckled and shook her head before pressing a chaste kiss to his lips, his mustache scratching her in the process.

“You’re a Navy Pilot, I think you can handle yourself for thirty minutes” Bradley had no argument against this as she removed herself from his grip and moved to the stove where she started to cook for two. Which when you think about it, isn’t much more than one.

“I’m sorry if you thought I was avoiding you” Bradley said as she continued to work on the dinner.

“I’m sorry for not texting you” she offered back and he smiled softly at her. If this was his last weekend of freedom he was glad he was spending it here. Without the crushing reminder of loneliness and his bitter feelings towards Maverick. It was just him and a beautiful girl, one he’d like to learn more about, and it was the best distraction he could ask for.

“It’s okay, but I was close to coming and knocking down your door considering you had my number and I didn’t have yours” Bradley teased and she shook her head, a dopey grin on her face. She liked having someone around that made her smile so much.

“It’s more fun that way though, knowing you have all the power” she gave him a pointed look, knowing she was mainly in control of this relationship so far, no matter what it was.

“I’m not used to passing over the reigns” he told her and she chuckled, turning to fully face him as she allowed the dish to cook.

“You’ll have to get used to it because I’m a leader, always have been. My cousins used to pick on me for how easily control came to me” Blake stopped suddenly, sucking in a sharp breath at the mention of her cousins. She hadn’t had a thought like that infiltrate her mind and so easily slip out to none other than a stranger. Bradley noticed this, how her lip slightly quivered, and she regained her composure. He thought to himself how in control she was of her emotions. She was right about being a leader.

“Your cousins, are you close?” Blake started shaking her head and turned back to her food. Clearly trying to find a way to escape the conversation.

“We were” she said sharply, fighting to keep her tears away. She never would’ve considered allowing someone in her life would make her so easily crumble to all the ways she worked to keep those kind of thoughts at bay.

“Is that because you left?” Bradley didn’t want to push, but if he had cousins he would do everything in his power to stay with them.

“No, they backed away long before I decided to take my own step back” it sounded like she was trying to convince herself more than she was trying to convince him.

"Not to overstep, but if I had the choice I wouldn't of given up on them. Life takes a lot of turns, and people come and go, but sometimes youre lucky enough to have the ones who stay. If you ask me it sounds like you had the choice to stay and you left them" Blake felt the tears slip and she stepped back from the stove so they wouldn’t land in their dinner. Bradley had done nothing but offer her the truth, and he was also the first person to get through to her in a long time.

"Why is it you always have the perfect thing to say?" she asked as she quickly wiped her eyes and turned to face him again.

"I've been on my own a long time, not by choice. I spend everyday thinking about what my life would be if I still had my parents and Uncle Maverick" he told her and she drew her eyebrows together.

"You lost your Uncle too?" she asked and he shook his head.

"No, we had a falling out a few years back. Somet things you just can't come back from" he told her and she shook her head.

"Sounds like you need to take some of your own advice" she said squeezing his hand and for the frst time he thought about how he never gave Maverick a chance to explain. He never allowed himself to see how hard Maverick was actualy trying to fix things. Not only did Bradley lose his father but Maverick lost him too.

"I guess I do. Maybe the two of us just need to work on our people skills" he offered and she chuckled as she wiped away the remaining tears in her eyes.

"How about we start with each ottoher?" she asked, content on just being here with him because somehow he managed to comfort her despite only knowing him a few days.

"I'd love to work on my people skills with you" he said as he stood and wrapped his arms around her waist. Bradley gave her a quick spin, trying to lighten the sad mood they always managed to find with each other.

"I have a feeling you’re going to pretty good at it" Blake told him and Bradley chuckled and teasingly shook his head at the girl before pulling her to his lips for a real kiss. Never would he have thought book girl would be as amazing as this, if he could keep her forever he would.

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[skele-bunny]

Please more Zephyr/Pebble/Mist/Delta!!! That's such a rare pair I've never seen before and I love it!!!

I'm gonna be real with you, I stared at this since yesterday cause my mind went blank, but I uttered the name Zephyr earlier and now my mind is going crazy

Zephyr loves being in the water with Delta and Mist, helps xer aching joints and they feel more free to move around! Plus, they just enjoy spending time with Delta in the first place.

Pebble doing hot stone massages on Mist during his pregnancy >>>>>> always knows how to help her feel better and in bliss, always ends with cuddle time.

They have Friday movie nights in the common room, and each week they change who picks the movie and what genre. Mist always goes for horror/thriller, Delta enjoys animated movies, Pebble likes comedy/slice of life, Zephyr likes romance!

Accessibility in the den, of course... Accessibility during sex? Also of course! They have a swing and stool for Zephyr when he can't lay straight back on the bed and need to stay upwards; Mist always has a cooling pad on the bed for her POTS flare up after sex, and Delta will keep their hands on her body; when Delta's having a bad vision day, the pack will whisper everything they're doing to them and it arouses them so much more "I'm gonna touch your cock baby, you excited about that? Hm?"; Pebble has a pillow wedge for both his back and knees, so he can comfortably let the others ride him, or have himself propped up to not hurt his knees from the stretching positions.

Pebble and Zephyr have this thing where they'll echolalia Mist and it drives him insane (lovingly.)

"Hey, have you seen where I put my remote?"

"Ree-mote."

"Zephyr! Don't forget that you have a date with Pebble tonight in the chapel!"

"You have a date with Pebble tonight in the chapel!"

"No- you do babe."

"Wait, what?- OH."

"Disabled Deviants" back at it again, constantly going to the higher ups about accessibility issues throughout the abbey and how it's effecting them. They've gotten so many lights fixed, new ramps, and even an interpreter for mass! They're putting work in fr. If they think things aren't properly done, Mist will give the mom glare and 7/10 times it works! Other 3 they just get other ghouls to start complaining about it until it's finally done

[upwards-descent]

Restless

"You don't sleep much."

Rizal didn't look away from the water, even if his tail swished with interest at the interjection.

"Sorry," It seemed his mind returned to him with a sharp inhale, piercing blue eyes turning up to look at the approaching company. "Was I playing too loud?"

"Not at all," Gale offered him a warm smile. "I couldn't even hear you until I got close. May I join you, master Greymane?"

"Of course," Rizal chuckled. Setting aside his violin, he did his best to pick out the pebbles and sticks from the sand so the wizard had a nice spot to plop down on. "And please, no titles. I'm too old for that now."

"You aren't old," Gale's nose wrinkled up cutely as he sat. "I refuse to let you say that without refutation."

"I'm not sure, master Of Waterdeep," Rizal smirked back. His claws plucked absentmindedly at the strings of his instrument. "I'm getting on in years. I don't worry I'll be too frail any time soon, but... It's nice to think about settling down."

They caught the other's eye. A moment passed. With a charming little snort, Rizal let out a laugh, shaking his head.

"Liar," Gale teased. "I can see it on your face. You love this life, don't you?"

"I used to love it more, when I was young and foolish," When Rizal sighed, a few errant locks of salt-and-pepper hair swished around his horns. "But I've seen too much. I know the world is good but the bad... Ooh, the bad."

"That's why... You don't sleep much?"

"... If I'm awake," Rizal frowned, watching the clouds reflect on the still water. "I'm in control. If I sleep.... Who knows what awaits me in the morning."

"That can't be... Healthy, can it? Tieflings need rest, too, you're not an elf--" Gale threw up both hands. "Hells, elves need rest at least, even if they don't sleep."

"Perhaps one day," Rizal scratched at the skin around the base of one horn. "Maybe I'll be in the right place, or with the right person."

"You'll get there," Gale nodded, watching the bard's handsome profile. "I know you will."

+++

"Love? Good morning, my love. Wake up, it's nearly noon."

Rizal snuffled, shaking himself awake. He was a mess, drool curling down his chin, a rat's nest taking the place of his thick wavy hair. He scrubbed at his face, groaning softly.

"Mnuhnuh?" He mumbled. Even though his eyes were open, he could barely see. "Noon? 'S'so late already?"

"I believe that was the most sleep you've gotten since we met," Gale chuckled, setting down the cup of tea he'd brought into the bedroom. "I couldn't bear to wake you. Plus--"

He reached out, doing his best to fix his husband's hair. There wasn't much to be done about his moustache, one side flattened as if he'd slept directly on it.

"You look so damn cute when you're asleep."

"Mmh, sod off," Rizal grumbled, yanking at the blankets, nearly sending the wizard onto the floor and on his rear. Gale only laughed louder. "Finally got cozy... 'n you... Disturb me..."

With a defeated sigh and a loving smile, Gale stripped down to his briefs and crawled back into bed. Almost immediately, Rizal was snuggling up to him, tucking his face as best he could into the wizard's neck without gouging him with his horns.

"Nothing wrong with a lazy Sunday," Gale cooed, stroking his hands up and down Rizal's back. If he didn't know any better, he would've thought the tiefling was purring at his touch. "But you made a promise to attend that mage's event later. You're my plus one after all."

"Mmyeah," Rizal breathed, his entire body going slack as sleep took him once more. "Will do... Love you..."

"Love you, too, darling."

[undertale-anomaly20]

Mortal Kombat 10 x reader: Chapter 3

2 weeks later

"Shit!"

"Watch your tongue!"

"I know you're a ninja and all but this is bull-ow!"

"You will learn to control yourself or die trying"

"In that case I am gonna die!"

Right now master Hasashi, as I am not to call him, has me balancing on one foot at the top of a 5 meter pole while his students at to hit me with pebbles, fuckers are accurate. He said this is to be an anger level test I call it 'hit Viper' so far this has gone on for 10 minutes "I swear to god I will-ow! Ok that's-" "Viper! Keep calm! If I even see one ember you will go without dinner!" I grumble to myself as I try not to flame up 'this sucks. I can take hits, it's when my friends are in danger or have been hurt I lose it' everything was fine, everything was alright I would not break for anything.

Until one of them managed to peg me in the head.

I flame up "that's it!" I yell jumping down from it and watch the students run off "Viper!" I flinch while I de-flame at the sound of my alias name and look to master Hasashi "yes?" "no dinner tonight" I wanted to argue but he warned me. I nod "yes grandmaster" I said bowing then walk away. I walk around the corner and bump into someone "sorry" I said not looking "it's fine, I should have been looking as well" I look to the owner of the voice and see "you are Takahashi Takeda right?" I asked "yeah how did you-" "master Hasashi talks of your progress in becoming chujin often" he smiles then looks at me for a while "what are you looking at?" he snaps out of his trance and blushes "s-sorry it's just you have such beautiful eyes. I've never seen anything like them" I blush a strawberry red that's visible even with my mask "h-how they're just a plain (eye colour)" "actually they're (non eye colour e.g Amber), have you never seen yourself in a mirror" I giggle a little "no not really, you also have lovely eyes" "thanks but I don't know you" "I'm Viper" he chuckled "ok now how about your real name" I frown "I'm sorry but I can't tell you" he looked confused "why not?" "Because I can't, not yet" I try to walk past him but he catches my arm "humour me or at least give me a clue" I sigh and look back to him "I'm not who I appear to be yet I am, I'm younger than the people I once knew even though I should be older, I am the question and answer to Earthrealm" I left as soon as I said those words.

I walked to my quarters which are next to master Hasashis' and collapse on my futon "this sucks" I muttered into my futon. My body ached from the pebbles and bruises already began to form as I was about to rest I heard a knock at the door "unless the temple is under attack go away" I said lifting my head momentarily. I hear the door slide open and closed and felt someone sit on the futon next to me "lady (Name)-" "that's Viper to you, Master Hasashi" I said interrupting him he sighs "I know training with us is painful but how else do you expect to become stronger" "hate to burst your Zen bubble, master, but I trained with Mileena in outworld for a year. I think I know pain" he chuckles "be that as it may you still lack-" "I swear to god you say 'discipline' I will burn you" "no you lack self-control with your fire. You need to control your temper or you will burn those you care about" I had a quick flashback of when I burnt Mileena "I know, I have already" I sit up on my knees and face Master Hasashi "master-" "in private you may call me Hanzo" "Hanzo, I'm worried" he gives me a confused look "about what?" "Last time I was here I done my best to prevent my friends deaths and now that I'm back nothing's changed. What if this time I make things worse?" I said looking down. Hanzo lifts my chin up with his hand "you are (Name) (last name), a pyromancer and a member of the Shirai Ryu, you will not fail you will succeed" he said smiling I nod when he let go of my chin "Hanzo I would like to make a request..." I said looking him in the eye "in 5 years' time I would request that you send me to work for the special forces and not tell them of my true identity, there are things I must prevent from happening" he looked at me for a while "I shall consider your request" I smiled under my mask "thank you" he reached out his hand and placed it on my mask "(Name)" I was surprised this is the first time he ever called me by my name without putting 'lady' before it "if I grant you your request will you return to us, to me?" I blush at his words and as he pulls my mask down "I-" he pulls me in for a hug and holds me "I do not think my heart could bare you staying away. So please return to us" I held him tightly I couldn't just tell him about being Mileena's queen, it would probably break his heart "I will Hanzo I promise" I said as he let me go I see his smiling face which made me smile "thank you *pulls my mask back up* Viper" he stands and then leaves.

I was about to lay down when another knock on the door was heard "come in" I called out making sure my mask was on when Takeda walked in "hey" he said sitting down "hey" I replied smiling "you and master Hasashi seem really close" I chuckle "you could say that, we have known each other for a long time" "how long?" "Since the last mortal kombat tournament" he looked shocked "but that was over 20 years ago! How old are you?" "I know and I'm 21" "I don't understand" "you will one day, Takeda" for a few moments we were silent "so um...if you don't mind maybe you and I could hang out some time?" I blushed looking at him "I um...I guess that would be ok but do you have time during your training?" he smiles "I should but not until next month, that's when my test to decide whether I become chujin or not is" I place a hand on his shoulder "I believe in you, you will succeed" he smiles happily "right but I need to know what you're doing here? Not that I'm unhappy meeting you but up until 2 weeks ago I've never heard of you" I start to undo my hair "ever heard of Mileena?" "Of course! She was the Queen of outworld" "no she was the King of outworld" "but I thought she would have been the queen" "no she preferred king, besides she already had a queen" "oh yeah who?" "No one's sure. Not many people got to see the queen and only knew that Mileena loved to call her pretty bird" he nods "so you're from outworld?" he asked "that's right"

"So why are you here?" "Master Hasashi is training me to control my rage or to be specific" I light my hand on fire startling him "my fire" he looked at it in awe "wow, so you're a pyromancer like the grandmaster?" "more or less, he uses hell fire I use regular fire" I make the flames disappear and run my fingers through my hair and feel Takeda hold some of it "*chuckles* you like my hair?" he quickly drops it and blushes looking away "s-sorry! It's just...your hair is so long it reminds me of my mothers' and how I used to play with it as a child before she died" my smile drops instantly and sit closer to him then hug him, I feel him become stiff under my touch "I can understand how you must feel. I lost many friends and relatives at a young age. At age 4 I lost my grandmother, age 8 I lost my father, then I lost my grandfather and aunt at age 15 and finally at age 18 I lost 3 people I grew some-what close to" I smiled as I felt him hug me back "t-thanks" he stuttered. I let him go allowing him to stand up "I um should probably go and if you need help training I'd be more than happy to assist you" he said "that's sounds nice I'd appreciate" I yawned laying down he nods and leaves as I fall asleep.

1 month later

3rd P.O.V

the abandoned city previously seen in Chapter 1. Takeda walks through the devastated remains of the once vibrant metropolis, outfitted in the yellow garb of the Shirai Ryu. He warily scans his surroundings, but there are no signs of life throughout the entire urban wasteland. He approaches the edge of a building, taking cover next to it. As he peeks around the corner, a chained kunai impales itself into the concrete inches from his head. Hanzo Hasashi pulls his weapon back into his grasp. Takeda charges at him with a scissors kick, but the two strikes are blocked easily by Scorpion. He throws several more kicks, but Hanzo evades them all. The former wraith goes on the offensive with several punches, two of which Takeda isn't quick enough to block. He takes them full in the face. Takeda rallies and jumps into a spin kick. Hanzo avoids the kick, but Takeda grabs one of his holstered swords from his back. It takes the Shirai Ryu master a few moments - and a double take - before he realises what Takeda did. When he does, he pulls out the other sword and readies himself.

The two ninjas engage in a swordfight, each parrying the other's swipes at lightning quick speed. After Hanzo dodges a swipe at his waist, Takeda throws his sword directly at his master's sword-hand. Scorpion blocks the attack and sends the stolen sword soaring skywards, but that gives Takeda the opening to charge forward and jump-kick his master square in the face. Hasashi falls down hard, and Takahashi catches the falling sword. He swings it downward, but stops it an inch from his master's neck. For a moment he does nothing but give his mentor a knowing look "Yield" says Takeda looking down on his master. Hanzo flashes a brief smile "Well done" Hanzo says congratulating Takeda. He lightly pushes the sword away and offers his hand. Takeda accepts it and pulls him to his feet "You are now Chujin" He places a hand on his chest and bows. Takeda bows in response and offers him back his sword "You honour me, Master Hasashi" clapping is heard in the distance. They turn their heads to see 'Viper' walking towards them "nice job, Takeda. I knew you could do it" she said smiling under her mask Takeda blushes a little at her compliment then turns back to Hanzo giving him back the blade "Now that I'm Chujin, how will I serve the clan?" "Your future does not lie with the Shirai Ryu" Takeda looked to Viper for an answer but received a shrug "But... the clan's my family" Hanzo turns away, but continues speaking "When I took you in, I promised your father—" "I don't have a father" Takeda says interrupting Hanzo.

"Yes you do. One who's proud of you. A Chujin in record time" The blind swordsman bows to Takeda, but the younger man looks furious rather than happy "You knew he was coming? You said nothing?!" Takeda asked Hanzo and Viper furious "Knowing this would be your reaction, yes" Hanzo replies, Takeda turns to Viper "and you?" he asked "no" she replied shaking her head. Takeda moves forward, ready to attack his father "Takeda! Your father is not your enemy" Hanzo warns him but the younger Takahashi remains unconvinced, and he addresses the elder Takahashi directly "Ten years. No visits, nothing. You abandoned me" "I did not abandon you—" "I was eight! My mother had just died! NOW you come back? Think you can jump right in as the proud dad?" "Son, I—" He tries to touch Takeda's shoulder, but finds his hand angrily slapped away "To hell with you! I am not your son!"

They fight. Reluctant to fight his own flesh and blood, Kenshi is soon at the disadvantage against the newly minted Chujin. After a brief melee, he is soon down on the ground thanks to his son "Now get up! I wanna knock you down again!" Takeda says as Kenshi is rising, Takeda moves in to strike him again when Viper placed a hand on his shoulder "Takeda, your father didn't abandon you" she said making Takeda turn to her "then what do you call leaving me here after my mother dies?" he growled "I call it protecting you from your mothers murderers" "She... she died in an accident!" "That is the story I asked Master Hasashi to tell you" Kenshi said as he stands to his feet "But in truth, your mother was killed by Red Dragon assassins. I was the target. Suchin was the victim" Takeda growls in fury and lunges forward, grabbing Kenshi by his outfit "Son of a bitch! It was your fault!" He makes no move to strike him, though. Viper gently removes his hands and moving him a few feet away from his father while still holding his hands "Takeda. Takeda look at me" Viper says getting Takeda to look at her and letting go of his hands "think about it, if he had told you the truth you would have went after them un-prepared and would have been killed. Kenshi would have been crushed enough as it is by your mother's death had you died as well he would have probably lost the strength to move on. He has devoted his life and time to fighting monsters like the red dragon they are at fault here not him" Takeda seemed to calm down at her words and Takeda says nothing, but slowly processes the information he's being told "Master Hasashi has perfected your fighting skills" Kenshi said.

His next words echo in Takeda's head, rather than being spoken aloud "(Telepathically) Now it is time to complete your training" Takeda instinctively puts his hand to his head, in the stance he will later adopt when putting his own telepathic skills to use "How—how did you do that?" "(Telepathically) we are telepaths. A family gift" "I can read minds?" "(Telepathically) through training, we will determine your full abilities" He reverts to speaking his next words "And then we will hunt down the Red Dragon. Together" He puts a hand on Takeda's shoulder. This time it is not slapped away. Viper looks to Hanzo and smiles as he does the same to her, Kenshi walks up to viper and bows "(telepathically) it is not wise to hide you're true identity, lady (Name), you must tell your friends you are alive at some point" Vipers eyes widen slightly hearing Kenshi's voice and tested to see if she could send a message back "(telepathically) I know, I will reveal myself when the time is right but for now I shall be known as viper" Kenshi smiles "until we meet again, master Hanzo, Viper" Kenshi said bowing then walks away ushering Takeda to follow, Takeda turns to Viper "(telepathically) but I don't want to leave her" Viper could tell that Takeda wanted to stay but she thought it was because the Shirai Ryu became his home. She nodded to him with a look in her eyes telling him to go. He smiles and walks beside his father.

Viper breathes a sigh of relief "now he can begin" she said looking to Hanzo "yes, and now you begin your training to control the movement of your fire" she nods and prepare to train.

5 years later

A fire ball twirls in the sky around the temple creating a fire halo around it "HEADMISTRESS VIPER! THE GRANDMASTER WISHES TO SEE YOU!" one of the students shouted causing the fire ball to descend to the ground. Just before it hit the ground it stopped and began to shrink until it formed into ,a slightly older, (Name), her body held a few scars including one across her cheek which was light and almost unnoticable others were on her arms and some on her back both from her training with Mileena and training with Hanzo. she nods to the student and walks to Hanzos' chambers "Master Hasashi?" she called out "you may enter, mistress Viper" she heard him reply. She enters the room and kneels before him "you summoned me, master?" "The time has come for you to leave" Viper was confused "you requested, 5 years ago, that I let you join the Special forces. I have talked to general Blade about it and she has allowed me to send you. Do not worry she only knows of your alias name" (Name)s' eyes widen "I-I didn't think I would leave this early in the year. Thank you master" she bows to him when a hand under her chin brings her up to look at Hanzo "as much as it pains me to see you leave I trust you shall return?" (Name) smiled and placed a hand on Hanzos' cheek "I will, I promised didn't I?" she chuckled. Hanzo looked deep into (Name)s' (hair colour) eyes and placed his hands upon her cheeks "(Name)" he whispered as he leaned in just as their lips were about to connect they were interrupted by a knock at the door making them quickly jump apart. "Master Hasashi, General Blade is here for mistress Viper" the voice said behind the door. (Name) looked to Hanzo as they both stood and walked out to the courtyard where Sonya blade was waiting in front of a black portal outlined with a vibrant purple glow. (Name)s' eyes widen slightly at the sight of the slightly older looking Sonya. Once (Name) and Hanzo are before Sonya they bow "General blade, I present to you my strongest kunoich, Viper. I believe she'll be a valuable asset to your unit" Hanzo said as he and (Name) rise up.

Sonya looked (Name) over and nodded "welcome the SF Viper, I'm general Sonya blade" Sonya said holding a hand out to shake, (Name) looked at it then back to Sonya and grabbed her hand and shook it then let go "you are to be assigned to my team of the next generation unit is that clear?" Sonya asked (Name) nodded causing Sonya to look at Hanzo "can she talk?" she asked "she can but only when around people she feels...comfortable with" he replied. Sonya looked back to (Name) "alright, follow me. I'll show you the people you'll be working with" and with that they begin walking to the portal before (Name) even set foot through it she looked back at Hanzo and smiled then walked through the portal leading to the SF base.

The scene cuts to Team S-F's plane touching down at a refugee camp policed by the Special Forces. The blind swordsman Kenshi - aged and greying as well - walks over to the plane. The scene cuts to a few minutes later, after Johnny and Team S-F have disembarked from the plane "So when did they show up?" Johnny asked Kenshi "The portal opened by the docks a few hours ago. Nearly five thousand in all. Refugees from the Outworld civil war" Kenshi replied "Must be bad if they risked coming to Earthrealm" Kenshi turns to Kung Jin "After you" As Jin, Cassie, Jacqui and Johnny all walk into one of the command tents, Kenshi stops Takeda and puts a hand on his shoulder "(Telepathically) Do not dwell on your encounter with the Lin Kuei, son" Kenshi said in Takedas' mind, Takeda sighs out loud "(Telepathically) Kinda hard not to"

They both walk into the command tent. Amidst all of the Special Forces soldiers at various monitors, Raiden stands over a beautiful young woman, who despite looking vaguely Asian is no doubt from Outworld. She is seated and nursing a hot drink as Kenshi and Takeda walk over. General Sonya Blade - looking startlingly young for almost fifty - turns when she sees them approaching. Then the four took notice of the unfamiliar girl "general Blade who is that?" Cassie asked causing the girl to turn to them. Her eyes widen and she smiles Takeda quickly gets over his shock and engulfs her in a hug smiling "Viper it's been forever!" he said happily and blushing "hey Takeda. I missed you too" (Name) replied, in the background Sonya and Johnnys' eyes widen at the familiar voice 'no it couldn't be' Sonya thought 'impossible' Johnny shook his head thinking it was just a coincidence. The two of them separate as Kung Jin smiles "nice to see you again, Viper" he said as he received a hug from (Name) "you too, Jin" she replied letting go and turning back to Raiden.

"Thanks, Kenshi. Could you and Mister Cage join us?" Sonya said as she perches on the side of a nearby table near the woman. Cassie begins to walk over as well, and Sonya addresses her while barely looking in her direction "Sergeant Cage, you and your team as you were" She turns away. Cassie is clearly annoyed by this, and shares a glance with her father. At his silent request, she does as she's told 'Sonya, you're attitude is even colder that last time' (Name) thought sadly as she stood between Kung Jin and Takeda "This is Li Mei. She seeks asylum for her people in Earthrealm" Raiden said looking to Lie Mei "Our village, Sun Do, was the epicentre of a fierce battle. We barely escaped with our lives" she said sadly "Such is war" Johnny said. A moment of silence passes "I mean, no offense, but... you Outworlders kinda live for that, right?" Johnny said trying to fix his mistake "This was different. The rebels, Mileena, had a weapon unlike anything... Entire battalions, erased. It was not honourable. Not kombat" (Name) perked up at the mention of Mileena catching the attention of Cassie "Tell me more about the weapon" Raiden requested "A talisman. Gold, with a centre jewel. Mileena wields it's crimson energy without precision" "Well, that's good then—" "Not now, Sergeant Cage" Sonya interrupted making Cassie look downcast as Li Mei continues "It is enough that she possesses it. It turns the tide in her favour. The emperor grows desperate. And those caught in the middle... pay the price" "If this talisman is what I suspect it to be, we may all pay a price" Raiden says grimly "We talking about Shinnok's Amulet?" Kung Jin asked, Sonya looked to Raiden "Can't be. The base, the vault, your warding's? S-F, Shaolin, no way anyone can get past all that" (Name) decided to speak up "actually there is"

All the attention was on her now Sonya crossed her arms in interest "really? How exactly could anyone get in an out?" "I know much of Outworld and Mileena, she has the Tarkatans on her side as well as two edenians one with the ability to use fire similar to mine named Tanya and the demigod, the son of Argus, Rain, who has the ability to control water and turn into it. The only way for them to take the amulet would be for Rain to use his abilities to sneak in and switch out the real amulet for a fake one or simply a hired man who is exrtemly talented and has had a lot of experience" Raiden nods "I must be certain" He leaves the tent. Johnny breaks the silence "Well, this is cozy" Johnny said trying to lighten the mood. Sonya says nothing, but glares at him with an annoyed expression. Li Mei notices the tension between them and tries to cool it off and turns to Johnny "You remind me of an Earthrealmer who crossed over with us. He also found humour in everything" she said "Handsome guy, right?" Johnnys' joke is seemingly lost on Li Mei "He was an Earthrealmer. One of his eyes... glowed red" At this, Johnny and Sonya realise exactly who she means "Who does she mean?" Kung Jin asked Jacqui earning a shrug in response while Viper quietly growled at the mention of the red eyed bastard "Kenshi, continue with Li Mei. I'm going to the refugee camp. Gotta get to him before he finds a way out" Sonya says as she starts walking outside. Johnny falls in with her "I'll come with" Sonya stops at once and addresses Johnny directly "Go get an update on camp security from Colonel Flagg "Why?" "Because then you won't be here"

Cassie looks more outraged than her father does and starts forward. Johnny motions for her to stand down and then leaves the tent without another word. Sonya watches him as he leaves, and doesn't look away until Cassie addresses her "Are we with you?" "No*turns to Cassie* I need to confirm with Kotal Kahn that Li Mei's story is true. You and your team are going to Outworld. Viper" (Name) looks directly at Sonya "keep them safe" (Name) bows with her right hand over her heart "yes, General Blade" she replied. Sonya turns around and leaves the tent without another word. Cassie walks up to (Name) "why did she ask you to keep us safe? We can handle ourselves" (Name) nodded "I know that very well miss Cage but-" "please just call me Cassie" "alright then Cassie, she asked me to keep you safe because I lived in Outworld for a year there for I know their rules and how they work...to an extent due to the fact that I left the day Mileena was wrongfully overthrown by Kotal Khan" the four were surprised by this new information "alright then, we'll leave inthe morning"

that night as (Name) sleeps her dreams take her to a strange place. she finds herself floating in a sea of stars she looked around herself to find the elder gods surrounding her. she raises an eyebrow and crosses her arms "you guys really know how to fuck someone over. you know that right?" she asked annoyed "speak with respect child" they scolded gaining her to raise her hands in defense "alright shees can't take a joke. but in all seriousness you have to understand where I'm coming from. after two years from, my perspective, you decided to bring me back here not that I'm unhappy about it honestly i love these guys they're my friends but you know how this will play out that things will turn out well in the end so help me understand why i'm here?" for a few moments it was silent

[delta-orionis]

Tuesday Again No Problem 3/26/24

No I didn't wait until after midnight to write my Tuesdaypost, what are you talking about

Listening

I've had Tangerine Dream's 1983 album Hyperborea on loop for the better part of a week.

It's not too distracting, and it flows very well. Lately I've been putting it on when I need to think. This album plus my noise-cancelling headphones do a pretty good job of blocking out the sound of the world for a little while.

Watching

I've been binging old episodes of Well There's Your Problem again. I guess this technically counts as listening because I put it on while I crochet, but it's a podcast with slides so I'll put it in the watching section.

Episode 61 is a favorite of mine, it's funny and I'm pretty sure no one dies in this one.

Reading

I'm still slowly getting through Ancillary Justice; I'm almost done with chapter 4. I don't have much to say other than holy shit I'm glad I wrote down a list of characters as they appear, because there was no way I would be able to remember who any of these people were otherwise.

Playing

I played a bit more Rain World with my brother the other day. We're playing the Survivor campaign and made it to Shaded Citadel. Miraculously, neither of our slugpups have died yet. They are making our lives significantly harder, though, because they're two additional mouths to feed. However neither my brother or I have the heart to abandon them, lol.

Making

I think I'm finally satisfied with my Five Pebbles plush.

I made some wires and an umbilical cable for him, and attached them to his head and back. I was trying to imitate the way he looks in-game.

If I was really ambitious I could also make the mechanical arm he hangs from, but I don't think I have enough yarn for that. I'm satisfied with him and I'm ready to move on for now, maybe the arm could be something silly to make in the future.

I also started working on Looks to the Moon!

She's just a head right now, though. Moon is going to be similar to Pebbles, but I want to try and make her cloak look tattered. I'm going to look into ways I can deliberately crochet holes into it.

Kind of related to making... I've spent the better part of the last few days spiraling into madness while trying to figure out exactly how big Rain World's iterator superstructures are. It's turning out to be a more complicated question to answer than I thought.

My initial math was a HUGE overestimate, I think. I re-thought my strategy and spent most of my evening counting pixels on in-game sprites to try and get an idea of how big iterators are in relation to real-life buildings. I think my second estimate was more believable.

I'll make a more detailed post about it later, but here's a diagram I made for fun:

These back-of-the-envelope calculations are based largely on wild assumptions, and I could be completely wrong, who knows. But iterators being about 2km tall seems right to me. I don't really have good evidence for that other than vibes... I'll probably try to come up with something more concrete when I write the actual post.

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That's all for now, I'll check back in next week. Thanks for reading!

[hockeybabbler]

A Eulogy for a Terrible Place

Let me tell you about my rink.

Highland Ice Arena opened on December 14, 1962 and was a family business from the day it opened to the day it closed on October 15, 2022. It was, without a doubt, the second-worst rink I ever skated. Certainly Highland was the worst rink that was open year-round - the only ice I've been on of lower quality was a holiday rink at Seattle Center before the Key became Climate Pledge that was only open November through January, about the size of a Basketball half-court, and "resurfaced" only once per day after close and without the benefit of a Zamboni.

Highland was a step above that. But only just. Walking in the front door was like stepping back into the 90's. A look to your right, and you'd see their little pro shop, the NHL merchandise within slightly yellowed with age and using logos now featured on Reverse Retro jerseys. The rubber flooring was chipped and cracking, and hadn't been replaced in ages. Your walk to the rink was always dangerous because the mats rippled and waved in spots, creating tripping hazards. Looking up to the rafters, you could see the accumulated dinge, dust, and puck marks that the decades had built up.

And then there was the ice itself. Because their Zamboni drivers didn't turn off their water in the corners, there was a noticeable slope up and down when you skated laps. I think pebbled curling surfaces might have smoother ice. The roof leaked, necessitating buckets on the ice on more than one occasion. I once saw a ref attempt to repair a divot with a green plastic watering can. You had to be careful when you went to the benches, whether going through the gate or over the boards - there were a few spots where there were no mats, leaving exposed metal plates where the boards slotted in. There was also a smaller, second rink, which felt claustrophobic due to the walls directly on all sides of the rink, which was where stick n' puck normally was, the sound of pucks hitting the walls explosive in the enclosed space.

There were two locker rooms. One downstairs, where you'd expect it, behind the benches. One was upstairs. Yes, upstairs. If you used that locker room, you had to tramp down the stairs in your full gear, through the lobby, then out onto the ice. And that one was the nicer looking locker room of the two, likely because it was a later addition. The one downstairs legitimately looked like a scene in a prison movie, and not a nice one. There was a toilet in the middle of that locker room with no stall walls around it. Once, a beer league teammate said they found a turd in one of the showers, and I fully believe them. I once met another local beer leaguer who said they refused to use the locker rooms there, instead just changing in the lobby, which honestly sounds like a better idea than using either locker room.

Please don’t get it twisted: I am not shitting on the place. That was done for me, by an anonymous person in their locker room showers. No. I loved this rink. It was my rink. It may not have been the rink where I learned to skate (shoutout to the Vallco Rink, now known as the Cupertino Ice Center), nor was it the rink where I first really fell in love with the feel of ice beneath my blades (Sprinker Recreation Center, you were way too far away but it was worth the drive every time), but it was home for me from when I first moved into Seattle proper until it closed. It was where I forged an unbreakable bond with a friend who is now more like family (hey Jed!) and where I decided that it was past time for me to actually play the damn game of hockey. The place where I learned to play. Where I would nudge Jed at almost every song during public skate and say, "THIS IS MY JAM!" Where I would pet Ollie the rink dog during Zamboni breaks.

It was terrible, yeah. But it was home, and I loved it. Unfortunately, the disrepair of the rink was too much to handle. Apparently the boiler room was far from the fire code, and while it was owned by the original family, the fire marshal allowed it to be grandfathered in. Selling the rink would require the new owners to repair and retrofit it, a task with a price tag that exceeded the property's total value. So it makes sense that when Highland was sold, it was sold to developers who would tear down the rink and build up something new, something that suited their dreams and not those of the previous owners.

It's hard for me to wrap my head around the incredible loss I feel at having just lost this physical place at the same time that I am losing a virtual space which it is no hyperbole for me to say changed the trajectory of my life. That friend who became family, Jed, was a mutual follow of mine on Twitter before we happened to run into each other at a public skate at Highland. They realized it was me because I'd tweeted a picture of the rink. Jed is far from the only real friend I made on Twitter. Some helped me fundraise to get me to finish my degree. Some helped me when I was leaving my marriage, both financially and emotionally. They helped me to navigate the weird space of the quarantine, of pregnancy, of becoming a mother. They stayed through my terrible puns and shared my doodles and encouraged me to keep making things even when I thought my work wasn't worth sharing with anyone.

Twitter was and is, objectively, a terrible place. Instead of leaks from the ceiling you had random nobodies getting into your business. Instead of a turd in the shower, you might find a horrific RT on your timeline that you wish you could unsee. But like Highland Ice it was my home for a time, and I hope you'll forgive me for taking this metaphor a bit literally as it was my homepage on my personal desktop's browser. The moments of joy I found there sustained me through some incredibly tough times, and much like Highland Ice, I fear we may never see anything quite like it again.

Better options exist, both for ice rinks and for social media sites. They're just going to miss some of the old charm, and maybe that's for the better.

[survey--s]

597.

What were you doing 45 minutes ago? Watching Below Deck and messing about online - pretty much the same as I'm doing now, lol.

What was the last thing you said aloud? "Simbeans, what are you doing?!" - to the kitten, lol.

Have you bought anything new this week? Just groceries.

Name one person who made you smile today. Jenn.

What’s the last thing you had to drink? Pepsi Max.

Ever go camping? Nope, it really doesn't appeal to me lol. I'd happily camp in like, an RV or a little camper van or something though.

What’s your favorite candy? Skittles.

Do you send messages on Facebook a lot? Yeah, I message people most days.

Have you ever gone to a strip club? Nope.

Last sporting event you watched? I have no idea, maybe some of the Wimbledon?

What were you doing at 8am this morning? Eating breakfast and scrolling TikTok.

Anything you wish you could change? How much it rains where I live.

Do you go in at a fast food place or drive thru? It depends. Normally we go in as it's quicker.

What do you think when you hear Australia? My family.

Who’s the last person you talked to on the phone? My mum.

Do you like Chinese food over pizza? I love both - what I prefer to eat mainly just depends on my mood.

Do you have a tan? Yeah, I've been out in the sun all weeks.

Biggest annoyance in life right now? Having to work tomorrow when I want to be on holiday lol.

Do any of your friends have children? Yeah, a few of them do.

Are you jealous of anyone? Anyone lucky enough to own their own horse.

Where is your dad? I assume he's at home right now.

Any plans today? My day is pretty much over but I feel like it's been super-productive lol. I got up, sorted the animals, vacuumed, had breakfast, washed up, walked the dog, went to work, cleaned the kitchen (including the fridge and microwave), did two loads of laundry, showered, had lunch, sorted the food shop and cooked dinner lol. Now I'm just chilling out and watching TV.

Do you drink your soda with a straw? I do in restaurants but we don't have any straws at home.

Last song listened to? That Savage Daughter song that's going round TikTok.

Do you take vitamins daily? No.

Is anyone jealous of you? Not that I know of.

What are you doing tomorrow? Work until 1pm and then I've got SIXTEEN DAYS OFF. I cannot bloody wait. That's also why I got so much done today - so that when I finish tomorrow I can just relax.

What’s your favorite number? Thirteen.

Do you have a maid come in and clean your house? Hahah no.

Can you say the alphabet backwards? I probably could if I really thought it through.

Cedar Point or Six Flags? We don't have either of those over here.

Have you ever slept in until 1 PM? Yeah, I once slept in until 3pm lol. We'd flown to Australia and I hadn't slept at ALL on the flight, then we landed in Melbourne at like 5am and I had to stay awake ALL day. I crashed around 7pm and slept for nearly 24 straight hours haha.

Do you believe in love at first sight? No.

Do you like the show Viva La Bam? I have no idea what that show is.

How many kids do you want to have? ZERO.

Have you ever gone behind your parents' backs? Sure. I mean, who hasn't?

Have you ever lost someone? Of course.

Where did you get your worst scar from? Probably from being jumped at by a dog lol.

What time did you wake up today? 6am. Bleurgh.

Have you ever tried to erase someone from your memory? Sure. It doesn't work.

Last meal? I just had some sweet potato fries with BBQ sauce - before that I had some mango and watermelon.

Do you like coco pebbles the cereal? I assume that's like Coco Pops. I loved them as a kid but not so much nowadays.

Last time you saw your father? April? I think. I'll see him on Sunday though.

Last time you cried? I honestly don't remember.

Would you freak out if you were to get pregnant by the last person you hooked up with? I would freak out to be pregnant in general. I do NOT want a baby.

When’s the last time something turned out better than expected? Today in general. It's just been a really good day.

Who in your life causes you the most stress or negative feelings? People who let their dogs run up to mine.

Have you ever had a teacher that also taught your parents? No, my parents were both educated on the other side of the world.

What’s something you complain about frequently? ^^ dogs who are loose and out of control and bothering my dogs.

Do you have anything planned for the summer? Nope, not really.

Do you walk fast or slow? I'm a fast walker.

What form of public transport do you use most often? I don't use public transport.

Is there any alcohol in the fridge? Yeah, there's beer and cider. None of it's mine, though.

Is any part of you sad at all? Nope.

Who was the last person to disappoint you? I honestly don't remember.

Have you ever let someone go? Yes.

Are you a patient person? I'm patient with like, restaurant staff or if I'm stuck in traffic, but I get really impatient with other stuff.

Do you think you’ve changed over the past year? Definitely.

Is there something that happened in your past you hate talking about? Not really. I'm generally pretty open with the right people.

Your ex is sitting next to you, what do you do? Well, that depends which ex.

Are you someone who worries too often? Not so much anymore. But I've definitely been guilty of that in the past.

Have you ever been completely alone with a boy in his room? lol, of course.

Do you ever think “what if” about anything? Of course, can't avoid those thoughts sometimes.

Is the last person you kissed older than you? Yes.

Does everyone deserve a second chance? Nope.

Are you emotionally strong? Yeah, I like to think so.

Is there anyone you don’t wanna lose? Of course.

Are you the type of person who seeks out revenge? No. I'm passive-aggressive sometimes when I know I'm in the right but plotting Actual Revenge just seems so childish at this point. <-- yeah, this sums it up pretty well.

Do you think two people can last forever? Sure.

Do you like falling asleep listening to the rain? Yeah, I find it really relaxing.

Is your current hair color your natural hair color? Yes.

Do you believe that the last person that you kissed cares for you? Yeah.

Are you happy with the choices you’ve made? I mean, I can't change any of them so there's no point feeling sad.

Do you honestly have feelings for someone at the moment? Yes.

Have you ever slept in the same bed as the opposite sex? Sure, every single night.

Are there things in your life that you’ll never be able to get over? No.

Have you dated someone older than you? Yeah.

[the-iceni-bitch]

Congratulations Natalie 🎉🎉✨

Your slutty wheel of fortune was so fun, I’m cackling. Seeing ‘squirting’ in confetti was exactly what I needed! So here you go queen:

Squirting + Ari + “You’re going to need crutches when I’m done fucking you.”

Bronte!!!! Holy fuck this is such a good one! I started cackling as soon as I saw it.

Thicc beefcake smut, no minors!

You could feel Ari's gaze following you through his house, his eyes searing your flesh wherever they caught you.

The man had been giving you those lingering glances for weeks. Ever since you started consulting at his architecture firm, he'd been thinking about you a little too much. He'd never jerked off at the office before until he had caught that brief glimpse of your pretty lace bra when you had bent over next to him to review his presentation.

You were loving every fucking second of it. Was it extremely unprofessional trying to seduce someone you were working with, even if it was only for a couple of months? Yes. Could anyone really blame you? No. Your friends had immediately stopped all their objections once you had pulled up his Instagram page, especially when they got a look at him in a wetsuit.

But he wasn't making a move, and it was driving you crazy. You didn't know what else you could do to break him. You almost went into the office without panties yesterday, but that was too forward even for you.

So now you were drinking a glass of sangria in a snit at his monthly cookout, frustrated that your typical seduction dance didn't seem to be working on this man. You hated making the first move.

The party was starting to wind down, your other coworkers slowly filtering out and muttering polite goodbyes as the tension between you and Ari steadily rose until it was almost suffocating. You turned to set your glass on the counter and drew in a deep breath as you prepared to pounce on him.

"So... Jesus Christ!" You had no idea how he made it from the front door to the kitchen so fast but you were not ready for him to wrap his arms around your waist and start growling against your lips. "Fucking finally!"

"I'm sick of your goddamn teasing." He snarled as he lifted you off the floor and started carrying you towards the bedroom. "If I had to go one more week watching you prowl around the office in those barely professional outfits, I was going to explode."

"Well excuse me for having to up my game so you would finally make a move, Levinson." You ripped his shirt open and tossed it down the hall, humming when you could run your fingers through his perfect chest hair. "I can't believe you didn't cave when I practically shoved my tits in your face."

"Of course you did that on purpose." He rolled his eyes and gripped the hem of your dress, pulling it over your head and sighing at the sight of your nipples pebbling in anticipation. "Fuck me."

"I've been trying to." You grinned at him and reached behind you to open the door to his bedroom. "Not my fault your stubborn ass took fucking forever."

"God, that mouth." He wasted no time tossing you on the bed and working on unbuckling his belt. "Part of me wants to shove something in there to shut you up, but I think I'm gonna wreck that pretty pussy first."

"Yeah, how you gonna do that?" Your teasing smirk fell as your mouth dropped open once his pants fell to the floor, his cock springing fee and bouncing up against his abs and making your whole mouth fill with saliva. "Wow. I mean, my expectations were high, but, shit."

"You think you can handle all of it?" Now his tone was teasing, his fist dragging over his prodigious length as he strode forward to stand between your knees.

"Oh, I can take it." You were not going to give up your upper hand that easily.

"Good." He grinned at your yelp when he flipped you over and dragged your hips back against his own. "I'd normally take my time and savor this, but now I've got a good look at you," Your whole body jolted when he slapped your pussy, a low growl vibrating his chest when he watched your hole twitch and sucked your slick off his fingers. "And I don't think I can do that anymore."

All you could do was shriek when he speared into you, his hips smacking against your ass at a vicious pace while his fingers dug into your waist.

"Ah, fuck. Ari!" He was dragging over your sweet spot with each drive of your hips and making it impossible to think straight, your voice leaving you in a thin wail as he brought you right to the edge almost embarrassingly fast. You could feel the thoughts draining from your head like honey out of a broken jar, your mouth falling open and your fingers digging into the bedding painfully as you tried to keep yourself from shattering.

"Don't hold back now, honey, c'mon." Ari curled over your back and buried his face in your hair, his hands moving to dig into your tits as he nipped at your ear. "Choke my cock with that tight little cunt."

Those filthy words sent you right over the edge, a strangled moan falling from your lips as you spasmed wildly underneath him. Your release coated his length in a thick cream that made it easier for his movements to grow even more wild. His breath was hot as he panted against your neck, one of his hands trailing up your neck until he could cup your jaw and turn your face so he could devour your mouth with his.

This was exactly what you needed. The unbridled passion and need completely overwhelming all your other senses until it was just the two of you, your bodies writhing together in a frenzied embrace as you abandoned all your carefully gathered control.

He swallowed each of your tiny mewls greedily, grinning against your lips as your hips started moving to meet each of his thrusts. Your back arched to give him better access to your mouth, your tongues curling against each other in a wild tangle while your pleasure started gathering again in a fury.

"Jesus fucking Christ." You started muttering a string of curses when he shoved his knees under your thighs and brought the two of you up to a seated position. He somehow managed to twist your spine even further so he could duck under your arm and wrap his lips around your as much of your breast as would fit in his mouth and sucking a harsh bruise against your skin, sending a jolt directly to your core. "Ah, shit."

The brush of his teeth was all you needed to fall apart, your fingers digging into his hair and yanking harshly as your whole body tried to arch off the bed. Your breath left you in a desperate scream as you fluttered wildly around him, his arm around you waist holding you close and keeping you pressed to his body as he continued mouthing at the curve of your breast.

He had fully intended to keep going, but when he felt you squirt all over his lap that went out the window. You felt more than heard his soft grunt against your skin, his hips stuttering a few times as he pumped his thick cum into your pulsing heat.

Both of you sagged into the bed when you were finished, the odd angle of your previous position making it so Ari's face was pinned under your breasts. Neither of you seemed to mind though, your fingers running through his hair lazily as the two of you panted against each other.

"Well, fuck, baby." He rolled you over and rested his face on your chest. "I have to say, the payoff was definitely worth the wait."

"Says you." It was too hard for you not to be a bitch so why bother trying. "I just can't help thinking we could have been doing this the whole time."

"Fuck's sake." He snorted and rolled his eyes as he sat up over you, pushing his hair out of your face and giving you a playful scowl. "Only you would complain after I gave two pretty spectacular orgasms. Don't fucking talk." His lips smashed against yours to keep you from sassing him again, his body covering yours as he forced your thighs apart with his own. "Hope you don't have any other plans this weekend, cause we're gonna make up for lost time. You're gonna need crutches when I'm done fucking you."

[scarlettriot]

For All The Uterus Owners

What the MHA boys do to make you feel better during that time of the month when you are in absolute PAIN!

Warning: 18+ content below the cut. Mentions of sexy times. And period things, obviously. Mild cursing. 18 and under DNI

A/N: Yes, I am projecting. No, I don't care a single bit.

Midoriya

. This man knows your cycle better than you do!

. It might seem annoying but Midoriya just uses all the knowledge he's gathered to make it this time as comfortable as it possibly can be.

. During the days leading up to your period, he will stock up on all your favorite snacks, make sure the heating pad is easily accessible and he buys pain meds in bulk!

. Throughout your period, Midoriya will do little things to make your day easier.

. He'll always make sure you have a glass of water because hydration is important.

. He will throw your towel in the dryer while you shower so it's warm when you're done.

. Absent minded massages for your shoulders, feet, legs, chest. Things like that.

. "I just want you to be as comfortable as you can, doll."

. He knows when your worst days are and will do whatever he can to make them less painful. If you're irritable and want him to fuck off, he will. If you want cuddled until you're sick of him, he'll do that too!

. Hero work will come up but he does his best to check in with you in case you need him to bring anything home.

. The one thing he hasn't ever been too comfortable with is sex during this time. He's tried, poor man really has but he just cannot.

. But, he knows how much it can help SO! Whatever toys you want, he'll get them. You want dirty talk or phone sex, he'll be at the top of his game! Anything to help you, during this time, he doesn't give a single crap about his own pleasure.

. He will pounce on you the moment it's over though and I hope you didn't plan on walking anywhere in the days that follow.

Bakugo

. He might seem like he doesn't pay attention to these things but the man knows.

. He doesn't think about picking up pain meds or putting new batteries in the heating pad but without fail, you can find your favorite snack well stocked just before you're due to start.

. It might have taken him some getting used to but Bakugo has come to the decision (begrudgingly) that while you're on your period YOU are the one who gets to be full of sass and attitude.

. He does try his best to temper his anger around you during this time. He has his slip-ups but he's trying to not make you more irritable than you already are.

. That doesn't mean he lets you get away with shit though.

. You're still drinking that water he's brought you.

. You have to eat something other than sweats and salty treats.

. You're also are not allowed to miss that meeting for work.

. If you're cuddling, he will pop off tiny little explosions to heat his palms and rest them over your lower abdomen, your back, or your chest. Whatever is aching.

. If you suggest a little sexy time might help relieve a certain ache he'll be more than happy to aid you. But, HE will only suggest it if you're being particularly sassy, complaining too much.

. "Cramps bothering you? Bet I can make you forget about 'em."

. Bakugo will take it as a personal challenge to make you forget about the pain your damn uterus is causing you. The only one allowed to make you feel sore is him, damn it!

Todoroki

. This poor guy...

. Todoroki obviously knew what periods were, he has a sister but he didn't KNOW about them until he lived in the dorms of UA. (I headcanon that Ochaco had very, very bad cramps one day and missed training and when he asked Midoriya why she didn't go to Recovery Girl to fix it they decided it was time for an educational meeting).

. They're still a mystery to him for the most part. He knows they hurt you, make you double over in pain sometimes and it's not the kind of pain that can be healed through a quirk.

. He knows you like certain foods and that snuggling against his warm side makes you feel better.

. With his father's credit card, he will buy you whatever food you like. Tell you to book a day at the spa or whatever it is that will make you feel better.

. He's shocked you don't usually accept his offer and would rather just stay in, cuddling against him instead. Not that he minds after a long day of hero work.

. Todoroki will regulate his heat until you are comfortable, you practically pulling his leg across you and using him as your personal heating pad.

. "This can't be comfortable for you. Please, let me just get you something that's meant to help you."

. He has a hard time understanding that he is your favorite and that this actually is comfortable.

. You'll have to explain to him there are other things only he could do to help you too...you'll really have to explain it to him too.

. He's willing to give you what you need though as long as it gets rid of some of your pain.

. He is going to suggest doing it in the shower though, hoping to avoid making too much of a mess.

Kaminari

. Yeah, I think Kaminari is too scatterbrained to actually remember when your time of the month is. He picks up on the subtle changes in your mood quickly though when it's coming.

. When he does realize though, he's at the store that very day throwing literally EVERYTHING and ANYTHING in the cart that even has the possibility of making you feel better.

. From food to medication, to stuffed animals, to video games, to board games... it's all going in the cart.

. This is how you ended up with the life-sized teddy bear that now sits in the corner of your room...

. Take-out happens every single night. He'd try and cook if you asked him but you know that's probably safer to just let him be generous and order in.

. Big time promoter of snuggles!

. Big time promoter of period sex!

. "It helps! Or, that's what I've been told... I'm just sayin' we could give it a shot!"

. And it did help. Because of that, it is now one of the first things he suggests doing when you are even just a smidge irritable.

. You can chuck the life-sized bear at him. He won't take it personally.

. It might come off as annoying but, he does everything he can to get you feeling wonderful again. Expending all his efforts on you. Doing everything he can to be a buzzy distraction and get you to smile.

Kirishima

. Not nearly as detailed as Midoriya is but also not as aloof as Bakugo. Kirishima cares about you and your health and he sure as hell isn't afraid to show it.

. He'll take a peak where he knows you store your feminine products a few days before you're due to start and then go out to the store to pick up anything you might be running low on. You seriously haven't had to buy anything for yourself. He learned after like two months of dating.

. While there, he will also make sure you have plenty of snacks as well as actual food for meals because keeping your energy up is just as important as making sure you're comfortable.

. When he isn't off being the sturdy hero he is, he's your comfort hero at home.

. Wrapping you both up in the heated blanket, he has to stick a leg out so he doesn't overheat but he'll be damned if he gives up cuddles just because he's a little warm.

. During this time, Kirishima will do everything he can to make sure you aren't lifting a finger! He's had cramps before, in his legs and arms from working out and his several growth spurts, he can't imagine how you deal with them month after month!

. He'll offer to do just about anything for you normally but that goes double when it's your time of the month.

. Massages are his favorite way to help you though. They usually always turn into something more not that either of you complains.

. He will let you take the lead every single time.

. "Just tell me what I can do to help. Whatever you need, pebble, just tell me."

. That statement is always said multiple times over the course of your period but with different contexts.

. Going to the store, running you a bath, getting medicine from the pantry, dicking you down until you're speechless... you know, whatever you need.

[machifuwa]

Summer Splash | Episode 5

Mika: Drivin' the stakes into the ground so that they stick into the ground all the way to the end, and...

I'm done~ How about you, Shiratori-kun?

Aira: And... there! Just two more!

Mika: Then I'll help you. I'll take one of those~

Fufu. This stake is called a peg, isn't it? It makes a nice sound when you hit it.

Tonton, tonton...♪

Keito: It looks like you're having fun, Kagehira.

Mika: Hasumi-senpai. We're almost done settin' up the tents!

Keito: Thanks for your efforts. We've just finished watering the boat. Fushimi and Amagi are...

Hiiro: Sorry for the wait! We bought some firewood at the administration office!

Yuzuru: And we also borrowed a set of fishing tackles as you requested.

Mika: Fishing tackle? Do you enjoy fishing, Hasumi-senpai?

Keito: Not enough to call it a hobby, but I have some experience.

According to Kiryu, the river here is good for fishing. Let's hope for the best.

After a short time

Mika: .....

Ugh... I can't catch anything! Are there really any fish?

Keito: Be quiet. I told you fishing is about patience.

This is a game of patience. Take your time, don't rush, and see your opportunity.

Mika: Even if I'm told to be patient... Hasumi-senpai, you haven't caught a thing...

Keito: What about it. River fishing is more difficult than sea fishing. It's too early to give up.

Hmm, your bait is missing... I've fixed it, it won't come off with the water flow again.

Good news, there are fish. Let's catch them, Kagehira.

Meanwhile

Aira: Look, look! There's a tiny crab, lovely ♪

Yuzuru: Sawagani Crab. I hear it tastes good when deep-fried.

Aira: Eh... I'd feel sorry we ate it... I'll let him go where the adults won't find him.

Yuzuru: Fufu. Shiratori-sama is so kind.

I have to prepare dinner, so if you'll excuse me.

Aira: Yes, I'm looking forward to the barbecue!

O~i, Hiro-kun! You've been staring at the river for a while now.

Hiiro: Umu. There's a little fish.

Aira: Really? Let's see...

Uhii! It's not small, it's as big as my arm!

Hiiro: Really? The fish back home are much bigger.

But what do the fish taste like here? Let's go catch one.

Aira: You're trying to catch it by the hand... That won't do, it'll just run off.

Hiiro: Why are you so sure? You never know until you try.

And... there...!

Aira: Uwaa!? You caught it in one shot!?

Hiiro: Alright, I'll take it to the tent and have Fushimi-senpai handle it.

Oopsie, oopsie... Fufu, You're a very energetic fish.

Aira: This is no laughing matter, you know? The fish is just in your arms and it can run away anytime.

Hiiro: Fumu. I'll grab the butt end and you take care of the head. The two of us can carry it safely.

Aira: Eeh? I have to help too...?

GYAA!! It's so slimy and disgusting! I can't, I can't! Take it alone, Hiro-kun!!

Keito: ...You guys are making too much noise. I brought a bucket. Take this.

Hiiro: Thank you, Hasumi-senpai!

Keito: It's much bigger than the fish I and Kagehira caught. Perhaps, the master of the rive-

Ugh...

Aira: Are you okay, Hasumi-senpai?

Keito: Y-yeah... The fish's tail fin just hit my glasses.

...? Why is everyone so blurry all of a sudden...?

Where are my glasses!?

Aira: Don't tell me that thing that flew toward the river just now was...!?

Hiro-kun, glasses glasses! We have to find Hasumi-senpai's glasses!

Hiiro: Umu, I understand!

Mika: Guys, what's all the excitement about~?

Keito: This voice... Kagehira?

Mika: Yep, it's me~

Huh? Is it my imagination or did Hasumi-senpai's face seem to have changed?

Keito: Face... It's like a part of you, so it's not too far off the mark.

I accidentally lost my glasses. I'm afraid I might fall, so I'm stuck here.

Mika: Oh... That's why Hiiro-kun and the others are fishin' at the bottom of the river...

...Ah crap! But you lost your glasses! Are you alright? Can you breathe!?

Keito: What do you think I am...? Rest assured, everything's normal, except for the blurring.

Sorry, but I need you to lead me to the lawn there. There are too many pebbles.

Mika: Alright. I'll take you by the hand, so walk slowly~

One, two, one, two~♪

Fufu. Back home, I was in charge of looking after the little ones~

Keito: It's outrageous that you're treating me like a baby...

A few hours later

Yuzuru: It's nicely burnt, it's about time. Everyone, please enjoy your meal.

Mika: Yes! Thank you for the food~

Delicious! Maybe it's because I caught the fish myself that makes it so special!

Keito: .....

Hiiro & Aira: .....

Mika: Ahh... I'm sorry I'm makin' noise all by myself. I'll be quiet, too...

Keito: No, no. Don't worry about it. You can behave as you like.

You two, why are you so quiet?

Sorry that I lost my glasses, but it's not the first time I've experienced something like this.

Life is full of unexpected problems, and it's not healthy to drag them out.

There are plenty of spares back at the dormitory and I don't want to ruin the day. You really don't need to worry about me.

Hiiro: .....

Just wait! I'll definitely find it, no matter what!

Keito: Amagi? Hey, what in the world are you planning to do?

Yuzuru: You can go look at the river. Please, leave this place to me.

Aira: I-I'm going with you! What are you thinking, Hiro-kun!?

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Written by Yuumasu

Season: Summer

Translated by machi

[donutloverxo]

Too big to handle

Written for @imdarkinme . Dividers by @firefly-graphics

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Summary - Steve's cock is too big for your pussy.

Warnings - smut(m/f), daddy kink, maybe ddlg but not really, readers a bit naive, size kink, praise kink, cum play.

Pairing - Steve x reader Word count - 1.4k

"Hm..." you sighed dreamily, in awe of just how amazingly the jeans you got your daddy for valentines suits him. He looked hot even while he was doing the dishes.

He looks over his shoulder to you, his eyebrows pinched together but then smiles upon seeing you openly oggling him, "Like what you see, doll?"

"Um, what? I wasn't doing anything!!" you yelled when you realised you had been caught red handed.

"Relax, honey," he teased, booping your nose with his finger, "If you want something, all you have to do is ask for it."

"Um... I do want something..."

"Uh-huh, and what is that," he said, crossing his hands over his chest, the veins in his biceps popping which made you salivate even more so.

"I thought..." you looked up at him with your sweet doe eyes, jutting your lips out and making a face he would never say no to, "maybe we could go all the way? I know you would've liked to wait, being from the forties and all, but I don't think I have it in me to..."

He cleared his throat, a light blush dusting his cheeks as he stammered over his words, "Is that what you want?"

"If you'd like to as well then yes."

"Believe me, doll, there is nothing in this world I'd like more," he groaned. "I didn't ask because I didn't want you to think that it was the only thing I was after."

"I'd never think that, daddy, I know you love me," standing on your tippy toes, and craning your neck, and yet you still couldn't quite reach him because he was just so freaking tall, he smirked at you and met you halfway to peck your lips.

"Of course I do, and don't you ever forget that."

"Can we get the lights?" you asked, just a bit apprehensive, as he kissed you all over your bare thighs.

"Why?" he wanted to know as he propped his chin up on your thigh.

"I..." You didn't have a good enough answer. You had seen him once while he was changing out of his combat suit after he got shot, you knew what a perfect specimen he was, you on the other hand were anything but perfect. "I don't know... it's just that'll make me more comfortable."

"You know I'd do anything to make you comfortable right, doll?" he asked as you nodded. "And I don't mind getting the lights. But I want to see you, all of you, I want to look into your eyes while I make love to you and make you mine."

"That's silly, daddy," you giggled, "I'm already yours."

"That you are," he repeated as he sucked a spot into the inside of your thigh, a bit too close to your panty clad core.

"Mm.. okay... I trust you..." And you'd do anything to make him happy.

"You have no idea how much that means to me, doll," he rolled your panties down your thighs and your legs.

The way he stared at your core would've made you just a little uncomfortable if he wasn't saying the sweet things to you while his fingers toyed with your intimate lips.

"You have such a pretty pussy, baby. I could look at it all day long. Would you let me draw it?" he looked up at you, tearing his eyes away from your gorgeous cunt so he could get an answer from you.

"Yes, of course..." you moaned, clenching around him as he added two more fingers, massaging your walls and pumping them in and out of you.

He hovered over you, "Your pussy looks so tiny, baby, it's so fucking tight, I don't know if I'll last, I gotta prepare you."

You couldn't believe you even thought of keeping the lights off, to miss out on looking at the way Steve looked at you, as if you were the most precious thing in the.

You also would've missed out on seeing his perfect pecs, your hands moving of their own accord to touch his flesh, pink nipples pebbling under your palm.

You dug your nails into his biceps, drawing out blood as you could feel your climax approaching but you held on, you only wanted to come around him, "Will you please put it in me, daddy?" you blinked up at him.

"Alright, honey, I think you're ready," he said as he pulled his fingers out of you, sitting back on his thighs he pushed your knees apart so he could look at you some more, you were swollen and looked about ready for him, two of his fingers parting your vaginal lips so he could admire your arousal seeping out of you, "Fucking perfect."

You could feel your face heating up at his praise, watching him through your hooded eyes and waiting for him to penetrate you and claim you, until that caught your eye.

"Holy shit!" your eyes nearly popping out of their sockets upon seeing what looked like was his monster cock. "How is that so big?!" you yelled.

"What?" he looked down at his cock, standing tall and proud against his abs.

"Steve, I've seen you naked... once... I didn't mean to, but I couldn't look away either..." you tried to explain, getting more and more flustered, "And that," pointing at his cock, "wasn't nearly as big as it looks now."

"Alright, so sweetheart, when a man sees the person he loves naked his manhood grows bigger and..."

"Steve! Oh my god I knew that! But I didn't know that could, literally double in size..."

"Uh... yeah. Mine does, ever since the serum."

You nodded. Before you thought he was big, bigger than anyone you had ever seen, but now... you weren't sure you could even wrap your hand around him.

"Do you want to stop?"

You shook your head, "No, I wanna keep going. I'll fit it in me no matter what, I promise."

He nodded, pushing his tip against your opening, paying close attention to your face to make sure you were okay, but you told him to keep going. He lost track of you, of everything around him, you were so damn tight and so good around him and under him, he stopped when he heard you sobbing.

"No... babygirl," he cooed hovering over you again and propping himself up on his elbows he kissed your tears away.

"It's too big..." you sniffled, ashamed of not doing literally the only thing you were supposed to do.

"That's okay, honey. I'll just stop," he said as he pulled out of you.

He looked down at his cock, which was flushed an angry red, "That looks painful," you rubbed your nose with the back of your hand.

"It is a little... but it'll go away in a bit."

"I want to make you feel good," you whined.

"You make me feel good just by existing. But... I guess there is something you can do..." he smirked, circling his palm around your wrist and bringing your hand closer to his length, "Come on, touch it, don't be so afraid, doll, it's not gonna eat you."

"Mm... okay," you held onto his length, which felt thicker, you could barely wrap your hand around him, you started pumping him in your hand, "Is this okay?" you asked him as you looked up at him.

"More than okay, honey here," he situated his cock right over your pussy, moaning out your name and telling you to keep going as his ejaculate painted your vulva.

You couldn't exactly see it, but you could feel it's warmth on your skin and you were surprised with just how much of it there was. "Can I have a taste please?" You asked after he was done.

His chest was heaving, golden strands kissing his sweaty forehead, "Since you said please," he said, collected some of your slick mixed with his on his fingers and letting you suck on them.

"It's yummy, daddy," you moaned around his digits.

"Don't worry, doll, next time I'll come in your mouth. And you'll be a good girl and swallow all of it."

You nodded, laying back on the mattress and making grabby hands at him to ask him to cuddle you. He only shook his head and chuckled at you.

"You didn't think we were done, did you?" he said as he hoisted your hips up, closer to his mouth, his tongue licking a strip up your slit as he kept looking at you, "I'll have to return the favor."

[loostssoul]

if you kissed me - Rodrick Heffley | 1.9k

Yeah yeah i know i haven't written since a million years ago. and yeah yeah i know this is my first real fanfiction i posted on tumblr. fair warning, i'm not the best writer, i honestly just do this for fun and i'm totally up to criticism because i do want to make my writing better. if this is literally inaccurate, im sorry its been like 5 years since i've read the books. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this fluff-fest that I created in the span of a few hours.

paring: rodrick x reader genre: fluff. lots of fluff

Credits to the maker of the picture! 15 Days till the Contest | 9:42 PM, Saturday

Plick, plick, plick

My speakers were blasting so loud I almost didn’t hear the sound of pebbles hitting my window.

Plick, plick, plick

I rubbed my eyes and slammed my laptop shut, walking toward my bedroom window. Peering down, I saw a figure a few yards down from my second-story bedroom, looking back up at me. Dark brown, messy hair that stuck up around his face. A red and black flannel, black ripped jeans, and, (of course) a tee-shirt with “Loded Diper” clumsily written on it. A grin spread on his face as he saw my face come into his view, causing me to blush. Rodrick Heffley, Crossland High bad boy, and my boyfriend.

I unlocked the latch to my window and stuck my head out, taking in the cool air and letting the neighbors enjoy the music I was playing (they never did). I looked down.

“Y/N!” He whisper-yelled

“Evening, Heffley.”

“I need to tell you something!”

“What’s so important that you have to scratch my window instead of using the power of modern technology to call me?”

His mouth opened to give me a response, but nothing came out. I smirked, “Come on up.”

I opened the window wider as he climbed the trellis that lined the back of my house. I backed up to my door and locked it. Precautions, my parents liked Rodrick but they definitely wouldn’t approve of him in my room at night. I looked back and I saw him, every feature of him illuminated by the light of my room. His cheeky smile and chocolate brown eyes. He slowly closed the window and walked toward me, brushing a strand of hair out of my face. I still got butterflies whenever he touched me.

“Hey, Spiderman. What did ya climb in here to tell me?” I asked

“I got Loded Diper into a contest.”

My eyes widened, Loded Diper, my boyfriend’s rock band, wasn’t exactly known for being the best. It was mostly known for his mom’s insane dance moves during the Plainview Talent Show. But of course, i'll never say that in front of his face.

“You did?! That’s awesome Rodrick!”

“Yeah! It's a battle of the bands contest, we’re going against two other bands. I really think this is gonna be our big break!” His eyes sparkled in excitement.

His happiness was contagious, he was like a goddamn puppy. I pulled him into my arms. “I’m proud of you Rod.” I muttered and smiled into his collarbone. I felt him inhale the scent of my hair and twirl my locks around his fingers.

“Hey,” he said, breaking the hug. “I’m having practice tomorrow with the band, you wanna come?”

“Sure. I go to every practice anyway, why miss out on this one?” I shrugged.

He chuckled and looked at me. Really looked at me. That’s one of the reasons why I fell for him. It never seemed like it, but he paid attention. We’ve only been dating for 4 months, but he knew me like no one else did, and I knew that in the way he looked at me. I felt his hand cup my face, his thumb rubbing my cheek in small circles. I looked up at him, noticing how tall he was, how close he was. Was I the one who leaned in? Was he the one who leaned in? Did we just do it subconsciously? Did he want this? Was he ready? Was I ready?

The ringing of Rodrick’s phone filled the room. The daze we were trapped in was gone and we separated, our faces red. Rodrick picked up the phone, it was his mom.

“Yeah, mom? Mom...I’m in the middle of something. I’ll do laundry later, ok? Now? C’mon… Alright, fine. Bye.” He hung up. “Sorry, I gotta blast.”

“It’s fine, I’ll see you tomorrow?” I asked him as he started toward my window.

He looked back at me and planted a kiss on my forehead, the farthest we’ve ever gone with physical touch as a couple.

“Tomorrow”

~~✰✰✰~~

14 Days till the Contest | 1:22 PM, Saturday afternoon

“Should we take it from the top?”

Practice wasn’t going so well. I could feel the nervousness, the tension. Drums were slightly off beat, the guitarist’s fingers would fly to the wrong places on the fretboard, lyrics would go all over the place. The contest was two weeks away, and Loded Diper was already feeling the anxiousness. I sat on the floor of the garage, on top of a picnic blanket I found. To Rodrick’s dismay, his mom forced him to let Greg watch band practice, as a form of “brother-to-brother bonding time.” Greg sat next to me, mockingly covering his ears.

“Oh thank god, it's done.” Greg said with an immense amount of sarcasm and uncovering his ears.

Rodrick threw a crumpled-up piece of paper at his head, “Shut up.”

“Both of you, be nice.” I laughed. “I think you guys should take a break for a while, maybe shake off the nerves.”

“Good idea Y/N, 20 minute break everyone!” The lead singer said. Everyone spread out, grabbing a piece of pizza ordered earlier and laying down. Greg ran out of the garage, yelling, “I’m free!”

Rodrick stood up and began gulping down a bottle of water. He wore a black tanktop and black ripped jeans, sweat dripping down his forehead. I ran up behind him and wrapped my arms around his torso. He turned and faced me, running his hands through my hair, lost in thought.

“You ok, Rod?” I asked him.

He sighed, “nerves”

I leaned my head on his chest, “You’re gonna do great, you’ve done so many gigs in the past. Think of this as one of those!”

He smiled at me, “You know what would make me feel a lot less nervous?”

“Oh god. What?”

A really common thing Rodrick did was try to bargain a kiss on the lips from me. It's been an ongoing joke, a meaningless bit he did all the time. I’ll do my homework if you kissed me on the lips. I’ll smile in the picture if you kissed me on the lips. It still hasn’t worked.

“I might be less nervous if you kissed me on the lips.” He whispered to me.

I rolled my eyes, “If that’s what it takes then I think you’ll lose the competition.”

He let go of me and laughed, my favorite laugh. “Worth a try.” He shrugged, going off to join his bandmates and the pizza. But as I watched him smile and laugh with his friends, I lost myself. I thought about the previous night. The way we fit into each other, the closeness, the fact that was so close that I could see my reflection in his eyes.

Maybe I should just say yes.

~~✰✰✰~~

The Day of the Contest

For the past 2 weeks, Rodrick has given me the “kiss-bargain” joke 9 times. Every time, I deflected it with sarcastic remarks, and every time I regretted not agreeing.

I sat on the front steps of my porch, waiting for Rodrick to pick me up. I regretted the jean shorts and plain black tee-shirt I had on, as a cold breeze brushed my skin. I pulled my black leather jacket on, which I painted “Loded Diper” on the back in white paint. Then, I heard it. The echo of heavy metal turned to full blast, and… the faint sound of something big getting knocked over. Oh god, they’re here. The white van with “Loded Diper” written in huge words screeched to a halt in front of my house.

The window rolled down, revealing my boyfriend and his excited grin. “Get in.”

~~✰✰✰~~

30 minutes till Loded Diper preforms

It felt surreal to be backstage, and really exciting. Energy was flowing through the room, as all the other bands talked and played. The rest of the band members seemed excited, full of adrenaline. Except for Rodrick, he’s been nervous ever since soundcheck. His leg was bouncing,he twirled his drumsticks around, drumming them on random objects, and his eyes stared into nothing.

“Rodrick, you want me to do your eyeliner?”

“Huh?” He didn’t take his eyes away from the ground, his voice seemed far away.

I lifted a liquid eyeliner pen I had in my pocket, “Eyeliner. I just did mine, we can match!”

He lifted his head and noticed me. I had my eyeliner smudged, just like he always does during a gig. He grinned, “Yeah. Yeah sure.”

I’ve done his eyeliner many times in the past, and I loved doing it because I had to be as close to him as possible. So I hopped onto his lap, pressing myself close to him, trying to comfort him with my warmth.

“Close your eyes.” I ordered.

As I applied his eyeliner, I could feel his heartbeat against my chest. It was heavy, and fast. I’m pretty sure I would still hear it if I wasn’t as close to him as I was, even though the loud music blasting through the theatre.

“Done”

He opened his eyes, and butterflies flooded my stomach. We were close. Very close. Should I do it? Should I lean in?

Rodrick probably sensed my flustered-ness. He smirked, “Cat got your tongue?”

I rolled my eyes, blushing hard. “Shut up.” I said, playfully punching him.

~~✰✰✰~~

“5 Minutes until Loded Diper performs!” A man exclaimed to us.

Rodrick was as nervous as ever. We’ve been standing on the left wing of the stage, watching the other bands play. It felt like a bunch of Loded Diper copy-pastes. A bunch of high schoolers, weird names, very aggressive playing. But they were still pretty good. Rodrick was biting the nails of one of his hands and tapping his other hand on the wall behind him. I looked up at him and held his hand, stopping it from fidgeting. He smiled nervously.

Now or never Y/N…

“Hey, you said that if I kiss you, you won’t be as nervous. Right?”

He looked at me, wide eyed. He seemed to be trying to compute what I said.

I stood on tiptoe and put his face in my hands. It was that night all over again. Every detail of his face, of him was in full view. His eyes, his eyeliner, his scent, his lips. I leaned in.

His lips were soft against mine, but they were tense, flustered. I was terrified, It was the wrong place, the wrong time. Until I felt one hand in my hair, another on my waist, pulling me closer.

How long was the kiss? A few seconds? It felt like minutes, hours. Sparked ignited. Butterflies flew in my stomach. His scent was the only thing I smelled, his warmth was the only thing I felt. The music faded away. Everything faded away. It was just him and I. Until we broke apart, taking in deep breaths of each other. We wanted more, but Loded Diper was playing in a few seconds.

“Hey, Rodrick.”

“Yeah?”

“If you win I’ll kiss you again”

We both knew I would kiss him regardless.

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