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MY SUMMER LOVE┊ p.sh

kinktober day 5! - masterlist

warnings: smut, MDNI, unprotected sex, making out, pussy eating, nicknames, crying

genre: smut

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☆ sunghoon x reader ; It was August 31st, and you were heading back home tomorrow because of school. Unfortunately, sleep didn't come easily. Your mind kept replaying all the memories you had with Sunghoon this summer, except for one. The one you'll be making tonight with the help of his camera. “Fly through the deep night to you. In the thick darkness, I will hold you again”

After all that time at university, you were finally ready to travel somewhere. Somewhere you could unwind and leave all your stress from the past few months behind. You considered traveling to a new city or even a country, which seemed like a great idea. However, you didn't have anyone to travel with because your friends had other commitments during the summer. That's when you saw your grandparents coming in sight. You don't get to see them often since they live far away, but you figured it was time for a visit. After all, you went to Hawaii when you were just 10 years old. You really missed your grandparents, but video calling was a great way to keep in touch with them.

That night, you discussed the idea with your parents and purchased the tickets for yourself. In less than a week, you had packed everything you needed into two suitcases and one bag. You brought at least five bikinis and planned to buy more when you got to your destination. You pictured yourself going to the beach every day, making new friends, learning new dances, putting flowers in your hair, drinking coconut water, and doing other fun things. This was all you could think about while you were on the plane.

When you arrived, you first met your grandmother and then your grandfather, who walked behind your grandmother with a beautiful flower lei. They were more than happy to meet you. You received many compliments and hugs from them, which made you happier than ever.

On the ride home, you rolled down the car windows and put your hands out to feel the air hit your fingers and blow your hair. The first surprise to you was the house where your grandparents parked. You didn't understand where you were. You remembered that there was a normal, cute white house with a balcony and a garden in the back, but this house was almost the opposite. At the entrance, it was kind of the same, but there were trees in front of it, so you couldn't see much from the house. When you walked in, you were shocked. The house was huge! Everything was much bigger than before, there was even a pool in the backyard, not to mention the ocean view right behind it. Your bedroom also had a window overlooking the ocean, so you could admire it every time you were there. Your grandmother bought you some bikinis, straw hats and dresses. They were so pretty and you couldn't wait to wear them while you stayed here.

The other day, just before you sat down to eat, a sudden ringing of the bell interrupted you as you were putting the food on the table. Your grandmother went to see who it was, and you continued your task.

"Grandma, who was that?" -when you looked up, she wasn't alone; a boy was standing next to her.

Your eyes widened for a moment at how handsome he was. Jet black hair and deep brown eyes. He was quite tall and slim, yet muscular. You didn't want to be weird, so you looked away. You assumed he was just some neighbor's son asking for something, but your grandmother proved you wrong.

"Y/n do you remember Sunghoon?" -she asked in a soft voice.

"Uhmm, yeah? The boy who was my best friend when I was little, right?"

"Yes, oh you remember. That's good to hear, Y/n" -she became so happy.

"But why are you asking me this now, when we have a guest? What's up with him? Is he doing well?" -you put the silverware next to the plates.

"Why don't you ask him?"

"Come on Grandma, I haven't seen him for ages and I don't even know where he lives anymore. How could I ask him anything?" -A long silence remained between the two of you, and you realized that you could be so stupid to say such things when Park Sunghoon himself stood right in front of you.

"Oh..." -all words stuck in your mouth.

"It's good to see you again Y/n! I missed you a lot!" -he stepped forward and gave you a big hug.

"Oh...Sunghoon...yeah it's nice to see you too!" -you hugged him back, still processing who you had just met.

Sunghoon was your best friend. Or is he still yours? You were not sure.

He, you and your 3 other friends formed a group of friends when you were little. There was nothing to do in the summer and your parents always worked, so you came here every summer and met these amazing people. Unfortunately, your friends moved to another country and you lost touch because you were little, but Sunghoon stayed and the last summer you were here in Hawaii, it was just the two of you, just like now.

He didn't stay for lunch, even though your grandmother tried to convince him, but it might be a good choice. It would be a lot for you at first. Still, you were so curious about Sunghoon. What happened to him over the years, how is he doing, does he have a girlfriend, what's up with his family and things like that. Wait, why did you care if he had a girlfriend?! Anyway, you went out to think about your feelings, accompanied by a tasty strawberry mocktail. You sat there for hours until you fell asleep and the only thing on your mind was Sunghoon.

The next day, you woke up in your room. Out of nowhere, you got up and went to your window to look at the sea, just in time for the sunrise. You were amazed by the beautiful sight when someone came into your sight. You immediately recognized that it was him, Sunghoon. He was sitting on the sand watching the sunrise just like you. Thinking that there was no reason to wait any longer, you wanted to talk to him and decided to go outside. You changed into your white bikini and wore a long white dress over it. You brushed your hair and did your morning routine in the bathroom. Then, as quietly as possible, you went out of the house and looked for Sunghoon. He was still sitting on the sand, wearing a white t-shirt and black pants. He was so good-looking you forgot that and also how much you loved him. You pushed your thoughts away and sat down next to him. He looked at you and smiled softly, then turned his gaze back to the sky.

After a few minutes, he finally began to talk to you. The two of you forgot about time and sat there until lunch. That day, he had lunch with you and was still talking about what had happened in the past years. You couldn't even remember the last time you felt this happy and free, but you knew that this feeling was everything to you and you didn't want it to end.

2 days later, Sunghoon asked you to go swimming in the late afternoon and you agreed. It was so much fun, you joked a lot and dived into the water where you saw beautiful fish and plants. As time passed, you felt more and more attracted to him. Sometimes you went out for dinner, coffee, and there were nights when you went out dancing hula and other dances. Some days you went swimming in the morning and some days you went swimming at night. You felt that Sunghoon must feel the same way because he showed you signs. Every other day, he would bring you a flower to put in your hair, making you blush every time. He took care of you and always brought happiness and a smile to your face.

One night when you went swimming, the two of you became closer. He kissed you for the first time. To be honest, you have been waiting for this moment since you were little and it finally happened. Sunghoon admitted that he felt the same and was ready to take steps towards you, but you stopped to come here. Yes, it was painful for both of you to bury your feelings in your hearts. But it was over and you were free to live your love lives this time. Your grandparents were incredibly happy for you both. They always knew how much you loved each other from the beginning, and they often invited him over for dinner, a day at the pool, or just to be with you. After a month, Sunghoon started sneaking into your room and spending the night with you. Those nights were your favorite because the way he made you feel had the power to make the whole world stand still for you.

All the love you had for each other, you couldn't describe what it did to your heart. And now it was the opposite of what you felt all these months. You just cried at the dinner table and felt that your heart was breaking because you knew that tomorrow morning Sunghoon wouldn't hold you in his arms, you wouldn't go swimming anymore, you wouldn't watch the sunrise anymore, you wouldn't see the lust in his eyes for you, you wouldn't be able to kiss his red lips anymore. At least for a year. It can be easy for someone, but not for you, you hated the idea of spending the days apart and you weren't ready for tomorrow.

Your grandparents tried to comfort you, but the tears didn't stop pouring from your eyes. The best idea was to go to sleep, but the moment you saw your suitcases ready to travel back to your hometown, it started again. Slowly you lay down on your bed and stared at the ceiling for hours because sleep didn't come easily. To be honest, you didn't even want to sleep because tomorrow would come faster and you didn't want that.

Before midnight, you heard your window open. It was Sunghoon.

"My love" - he said

"Sunghoon, what are you doing here?" -you ran to him and hugged him as tightly as ever.

"I know we talked about meeting tomorrow before you go back, but I couldn't be without you tonight Y/n" -he kissed your cheek.

"Do you know how much I cried today? I can't lose you Sunghoon" -tears started to form in your eyes for the nth time tonight.

"Baby, don't cry. It will only get worse. Look, I brought a camera for tonight."

"A camera?"

"Yeah, I was thinking about making a recording tonight. How do you feel about that?"

"How could we forget? That is a perfect idea baby. Let's do it." -you kissed him.

The next second, he put the camera down and started recording while you closed your door.

You kissed Sunghoon hungrily and he returned the kiss. You sucked on his tongue while his hands roamed all over your hot body. Goose bumps formed on your skin as his hands passed over every part of you. Soft moans left your mouth between wet kisses. He moved his left hand under your thigh and lifted your leg a little. You knew what he was going to do so you jumped and crossed your legs on his waist. He moved over to your bed and gently laid you down on the mattress. His kisses went from your lips to your jaw to your neck. You felt a little pain, but it was a good kind of pain. You assumed he was marking you and it made you feel even more lustful. His fangs would certainly leave deeper marks on you, but in no time his fingers traced the inside of your thigh. Sunghoon touched the hem of your dress and pulled your nightgown all the way up over your head. Revealing your already hardened nipples, he only reacted with a smile. He went back to your lower part, surprising you with his finger pressing against your clit over the fabric. "You're already so wet, baby. Let me make you feel better." He gave you a kiss on the lips before pulling off your white panties, which were a little stuck to your folds from the wetness. "You're so beautiful, sweetheart," he whispered before kissing your pussy as he grabbed your waist to keep you still. You felt his tongue doing all the tricks down there, making you tremble and scream inside for his touch. You closed your eyes and soon you felt Sunghoon put two fingers inside your pussy. Slowly he moves them in and out, making you see just starting from this. He watched your every move, all the sounds you made and he couldn't wait to hear your screams. To kiss you while you moan so loudly from the pleasure he gives to you. Sunghoon couldn't wait any longer and stripped off all his clothes. He positioned himself at your entrance and kissed you deeply the moment he pushed himself inside you.

Your folds take him so well that you have to cry out from pleasure. Making Sunghoon's wishes come true. "Don't hold back your beautiful voices Y/n" and right after that you let out a loud moan, hoping that your grandparents are asleep and don't hear anything from your room. Sunghoon just pushed himself deeper and deeper into you with a grin on his bitten lips.

"Sunghoon...mhhm"

"Tell me baby what you want"

"Please..." -you couldn't form a word anymore, just mewing nonstop.

The sounds of your skin, the kisses, the shallow breathing heightened all your senses. You buried your head in the pillows and felt like you were going to cum any second.

"Ahh.. Y/n. You feel so good." -He rolled back his eyes.

A few more thrusts and you came at the same time. His release filled you completely and as he pulled down he was covered with your white release as well. Sunghoon's muscles flexed and he collapsed next to you, sweat dripping from his face. Loud breaths filled the heated room and you could feel the cold night wind on your naked bodies. But it didn't matter, because after you had cleaned up, you were safe and sound in your lover's arms. You felt his breath on your shoulder and his heartbeat on your body. You didn't want this to be over, so you looked at Sunghoon for a few minutes after he fell asleep, capturing this moment in your mind forever.

You woke up early since it was time to go to the airport. Sunghoon was still in your bed but he was up as well. You went down to have a quick breakfast which your grandma made for you, and after he noticed Sunghoon he made another serving for him as well. Your suitcases were in the car and it was time to go. Still, you and Sunghoon were sitting on the sofa, watching the ocean view while making out.

As slowly as possible, you reached the car and Sunghoon gave you a gift bag which he insisted you open when you arrived home.

“My one and only love, please don’t cry too much. I’ll wait for you as much as it takes. I would wait for you until the end of the time because my heart belongs to you forever. Please smile a lot and call me everytime you want, I’ll be here for you Y/n! I’ll love you until the day that I die. Even after that I’ll love you. Here’s a flower for today as well” -he put the pink hibiscus in your hair. The same one he gave to you the first time- “You are the most beautiful human being in my eyes, take care, until we meet again.” -he held your hands and kissed you deeply.

“Sunghoon…” -you touched the flower and started to cry- “Thank you so much for everything, I’ll be back before you know it because life without you will be misery. I love you with all my heart until the end of time. I’ll always love you Park Sunghoon” -you pulled him in for another kiss and then waved him goodbye from the car. The two of you held back your tears but after you drove away you both broke down. You cried as much as you could until you got on your plane and he went back to work.

After a long flight and car ride, you were finally in your room. You put the flower from your hair into a glass box and then checked your messages. Of course, Sunghoon had already sent a lot of messages, but your eyes stayed on the video notification. You knew what was in the video and you couldn't wait to watch it. Before you opened it, you remembered what Sunghoon asked you to do. Open the gift.

Fighting back tears, you opened it. There was a T-shirt sprayed with his perfume, a white plush bunny, and a letter. You didn't hesitate to open it, only to find a ticket from Hawaii to your city with Park Sunghoon's name on it.

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Covenant- Chapter 10

Summary: With the five year anniversary of the attack on New York approaching, Odin and Fury come to the agreement that an arranged marriage between Asgard and Earth would show good faith toward all future interactions. When Odin refuses Jane’s candidacy, Agent Coulson is tasked with finding a suitable wife for the prince of Asgard.

Pairing: Loki x OFC Claire Fisher

Word count: 13k (prepare drinks and snackies as always)

Chapter warnings: I...I don't really have much for this one. It's 13k of Claire and Loki being horny on main for each other. Dirty talk, oral (f receiving), p in v, somewhat public sex (there are guards outside the room), with a sprinkling of domestic fluff and bickering.

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“Alone at last, little wife.” Loki purred as the heavy door to his- their chambers closed behind them. Claire smiled over her shoulder at him, the feral look in his eyes sending a thrill up her spine.

“Without breaking the rules, you mean,” she laughed as he pulled her flush against his chest. She draped her arm over his as he buried his face in her hair, kissing at the hairline behind her ear. “You gonna show me around?” she asked, drumming her fingers on his metal vambrace.

“You want a tour?” he seemed surprised.

“Of course,” Claire replied. “After all, you got to see my living quarters. I’m curious.” she felt him exhale against her skin, and he released his hold on her.

“Very well,” he chuckled before gesturing to the room they stood in. “As you can see, this is the sitting room,” he indicated the plush couches in front of the fireplace. A healthy fire crackled in the grate, throwing dazzling light on the lavish dining table and chairs in the southeast corner. Claire could already imagine having intimate breakfasts there. Tall windows bracketed the fireplace, looking out onto the city below. Beyond the windows, Claire could make out a railing. “Whenever I- or we, rather- have guests, this is where we will meet with them.”

“Is there a balcony?”

“There is,” Loki replied. “Would you like to see it?” he purred in her ear.

“Yes please,” Claire grinned, enjoying the feel of his thumbs as they brushed the backs of her arms. “I’m sure you have an amazing view.”

“It is quite stunning,” Loki replied, taking her by the hand to lead her out onto the balcony. Claire leaned over the railing, drinking in the view. The city lay spread out far below, faint strains of music from the still on-going feast drifting up on the gentle breeze. Small dots of light twinkled in the city beyond like stars in the sky. The moon was almost full, shining down on the people below. “Are you pleased?” The touch at her waist was gentle, long fingers casting through her gown to the sensitive flesh beneath.

“It’s beautiful.”

“The balcony extends around this corner to the bed chamber,” Loki said. “Would you like to see it?”

“Is that the next stop on the tour?” Claire asked flirtatiously, turning to face him.

“It can be,” Loki smirked. “Unless of course, you have something else in mind. You did say you were debating.”

“Well,” Claire sighed, running her hands up his arms. “Look who paid attention.” Loki grinned as she linked her hands behind his neck.

“I must admit I’m curious how your thoughts align with mine.”

“Then lead the way,” Claire smiled. “Although…” she murmured, eyes glinting mischievously as she glanced at the wall beside the balcony door. “The wall looks nice. And since we already know you can pick me up...”

“I agree, but for the future, little wife, not tonight.”

“Aw,” Claire tutted. “Well that’s okay. I had other plans anyway.” she winked at him, giggling when he backed her against the wall and sealed his mouth to hers. Long fingers dug into her hips, bunching the smooth fabric at her waist so tight Claire feared it might rip. His ceremonial leathers creaked as she pulled him as close as possible.

Finally.

At long last they could act on the desire they’d held back for so many weeks. Teeth gnashed as Loki pressed against her from hip to shoulder, his large hand cupping her face as he kissed her possessively. Claire threaded her fingers in the hair at his nape, gasping into his mouth as he reached down and brought one of her thighs up and over his hip. His fingers explored beneath the fabric, marveling at the feel of her bare flesh as he opened her to him.

Loki growled deep in his throat as he dug his fingers into her thigh, the cool night air raising goosebumps on her bare flesh as he pressed against her intimately. Claire gasped at the feel of him, a thin beading of sweat gathering at her neck as Loki rolled his hips against her core.

“Loki-”

“Shall we go inside, little wife?”

“Yes please.” Claire pleaded, dotting the sharp line of his jaw with heated kisses.

“You don’t wish to continue the tour?” he pressed against her once again, grinning with delight when she whimpered and dug her little nails into him.

“Show me later,” she nipped the lobe of his ear, his leathers creaking as she tightened her grip. “Loki…”

“A poor husband I would be if I did not see to my wife’s needs,” he captured her lips in a dizzying kiss before hefting her into his arms. Claire wrapped her arms around his shoulders, her soft lips teasing at his collar as he carried her along the balcony to the double doors around the corner. Her deft fingers worked beneath his collar, and Loki staggered as she sucked a mark into the sensitive curve of his neck. “Let me walk, woman, or we won’t get far.”

“Walk faster then!” Claire protested, laughing when Loki pressed her against the wall once more. He sank his weight onto her, adoring the feel of her hands in his hair as he mapped her thighs with his hands. He groaned as chills ran down his spine, grabbing handfuls of her ass as she pulled him closer with her powerful thighs. One of her hands skimmed down between them and began working to open his trousers.

“Damn it-” she muttered when she couldn’t find the clasp. He was wearing too many clothes!

“What do you need, little wife?” Loki couldn’t help but tease her. He pressed a kiss against her neck, enjoying the way she trembled around him.

“Your dick,” Claire teased, rolling her hips against his and making him gasp. “Please.”

“I like hearing you beg for me,” Loki murmured, reaching for the door knob to let them inside. He held her against him with an arm around her waist and kicked the door shut behind them. “But you’ll need to wait just a little while longer.”

“Whyyyy?” Claire complained as he carried her further into the room. The massive bed took up a large part of the room, along with two armoires, and two room dividers. Claire spied her vanity tucked behind one of the dividers. A fireplace cast flickering shadows on everything, but Claire could also see two dark doors branching off of the room.

“Because…” Loki shuddered as sharp teeth clamped down on his pulse point, sending chills racing along his spine. “Such a menace,” he grunted as his wife’s luscious thighs squeezed his waist. Her eyes had become glazed with desire, the heat between her legs calling to him like a beacon. A lesser man would have given into temptation and thrown her on the bed by now. Her wicked mouth was trailing bites down to his collar bone, dissolving his restraint with each little nip. “We have-business to attend to-before we forget ourselves.” The bed was looking more tempting by the second.

“Right,” Claire pulled away slightly, her chest heaving as she tried to focus on not ripping Loki’s clothes to shreds. “How are we doing this?”

“I have several ideas, but please-” Loki pleaded, his hands curling into fists as he fought the urge to rip her dress clean off her delectable body. “You still wish for the contraceptive we discussed, yes?”

“For now, yes please.” Claire replied. “Do you need anything from me?”

“Not at all. It’s already completed,” Loki shook his head, a small smile flitting across his face. “It seems we were meant to continue the tour. I’ve just realized I forgot the vials in my study.”

“You have a study?” Claire asked. “You really are an old man.” she snickered, undeterred by the annoyed look Loki shot her.

“I shall not dignify that with a response.”

“Technically you just did,” Claire smiled as Loki clenched his jaw in frustration. “You like me. You said so.” Loki huffed, his green eyes rolling so forcefully Claire half expected them to pop out of his skull and roll away.

“This way, you absolute menace.” he replied, a muscle ticking in his jaw as he fought the smile that threatened. He led Claire out into the sitting room, opening another door to their right.

Bookshelves lined the walls from floor to ceiling, an ornate wooden desk standing sentry in the center of the room. Two windows flanked a door immediately behind the desk, the balcony and railing visible in the moon light beyond. Loki crossed the room, pulling a small box from a high shelf. The golden box glowed in the dim fire light coming from the small fire burning in the fireplace, the delicate whorls of its design appearing to ripple as Loki opened the box and showed her the contents. Inside on the plush green velvet, lay two glass potion bottles- both small in size. One was tall and slender, the other bulbous with a slender neck. An eerie blue glow emanated from the bottles, not phasing Loki in the slightest as he handed her the bulbous bottle and took the slender one for himself.

“You made these?”

“I did,” Loki confirmed, fingers clasping hers as she turned the bottle this way and that. “You will need to drink it in its entirety. There may be some discomfort.”

“Will I die?”

“What?” Loki looked concerned. “No, of course not. You won’t be harmed at all, I swear it.”

“I was being sarcastic, mischief, it’s fine,” Claire downed the blue liquid in one gulp, grimacing as it fizzled and burned its way down her throat. Her throat burned like she’d swallowed freshly dispensed Coke, making her cough as the burn settled in her belly and made her eyes water. “See? No biggie.” she managed. “Why do you have one?”

“You thought I would put the onus solely on you?” Loki asked, one perfect brow castigating her. How he was able to convey so much in an eyebrow was annoying, honestly. Everything about the man was perfect.

“Um...yes?” Claire said, even as his perfect lips sealed around the bottle and its contents disappeared into his waiting mouth.

“Forgive the trite saying, but it does take two, yes?” Loki’s eye twitched as he fought a grimace. “Norns, I forgot how foul this tastes.”

“Well, yes, but...still unexpected. Male birth control is practically unheard of on Earth.”

“That defies logic. Men have the capability of impregnating-” Claire gagged, holding up a hand to stop him.

“Don’t say impregnating-”

“Well it’s true,” Loki shrugged. “It seems illogical, and frankly, idiotic, to prescribe birth control to women when they can only carry one pregnancy per year-” Loki paused. “Unless your species is more prolific than I’ve been led to believe.”

“No, no, you’re right,” Claire nodded, swallowing against the rising burn in her belly. “Twins are always a possibility, but that still only counts as one.”

“Oh gods, twins,” Loki paled, sitting on the edge of his desk. “I hadn’t thought of that.”

“Well, at least we don’t have to worry about that for a while, but-” Claire blanched, his face paling. The burning was inching its way up Claire’s esophagus, and her concern was steadily growing. “Loki?”

“Yes?”

“Is it supposed to keep burning? It feels like heartburn but-” a loud burp escaped her, relieving the burning sensation in her throat only to cause a new burning in her cheeks. “Ugh, why does it taste like broccoli?!” Claire cringed, groaning as she shook her head. “This is probably the least attractive thing I could be doing- stop laughing!”

“I am sorry,” Loki didn’t sound sorry at all, the ass. “I am used to the odd side effects seidr can incur, but broccoli is new.”

“This isn’t how I thought this was going to go,” Claire found herself laughing despite her embarrassment. “Can I- I’d like to brush my teeth please. I am not kissing you with broccoli mouth.”

“Of course! Your things were brought over during the ceremony,” Loki said as he led Claire back to the expansive bedroom, showing her the armoire just inside the door. “This armoire is yours. All of your things are inside. Your toiletries will have already been placed in the en suite, through that door there.”

“Awesome. This is the easiest move I’ve ever had,” Claire joked, quickly searching out her things in the bathroom. She scrubbed her teeth clean quickly, glad to be rid of the odd burning. Hopefully no other weird side effects would crop up. “You’d better fucking work. We are not having any babies yet.” she poked at her lower belly with meaning. Not that she doubted Loki’s skill, but it never hurt to be too cautious right?

She left the bathroom, finding Loki waiting patiently.

“Do you feel better?” he asked. Claire nodded, fingers digging into his shoulders as Loki’s mouth latched onto her collarbone. His arms wrapped around her like a favorite blanket, warm and comforting and perfect. “Shall I help you select something for bed?” he murmured against her skin, making her knees weak as he sucked a mark at the hollow of her throat. Claire had worried the mood was spoiled by her broccoli burps, but found her desire returning twofold as his hand teased the small of her back.

“I- have something picked out already- hng-” Claire shuddered as his large hands clutched at her possessively, bunching the fabric of her dress at her hips as his mouth traveled down her chest to tease the valley between her breasts. Her pussy clenched in anticipation, soaking the already damp material of her panties. “Help me out of my dress?”

“I’d be delighted,” Strong arms lifted her, cradling her against his chest as her arms wound around his shoulders once more. He carried her behind one of the dividers, turning her before he set her on her feet so that her back pressed against his chest. “To think you have looked like this all day, and everyone deigned to keep you hidden from me. I should have them all flogged,” Loki groaned appreciatively as he watched his hands roam her figure in the mirror. His large hands squeezed her breasts before sinking down to her hips. Claire whimpered as his hands squeezed her flesh, sending a fresh wave of desire through her. His pupils were dilated, eyes flooded with desire for her. Loki unclasped her necklace and set it atop the vanity, breath warming her skin as he nosed at the newly exposed flesh. “These jewels suit you,” he murmured, lips once again exploring the sensitive expanse of her throat as her head fell back against his shoulder. One of his hands caressed the column of her neck as the other skimmed down the fabric of her dress. Claire cried out as his hand cupped her sex, the friction and tantalizing heat making her all but froth at the mouth. “You should always be adorned so. On my honor, you’ll want for nothing.” he promised, admiring the sight they made in the mirror as he pressed kisses along her neck. She shivered in his grip, making him smile.

“I don’t need jewels,” Claire mewled, her body arching into his touch. “Just need you.”

“You have me, little wife,” Loki pledged. “Shall I leave you to dress?”

“You haven’t undressed me yet,” Claire sassed him. “Care to fix that?”

“You’re right,” Loki smiled. “Allow me.”

“O-okay,” Claire managed. Her head was still spinning like a top. Loki chuckled as he helped her balance, sinking down to gather the hem of her dress in his hands. Slowly, gently, he brought the material up her body, savoring every dip and curve of her form as his hands traveled up her legs to her hips, her chest, and finally up and over her shoulders. Claire shivered as the cool air met her exposed flesh, goosebumps erupting in the absence of fabric and Loki’s hands. The chill was short lived, as Loki let her dress fall from his hands and pulled her against him, heat from his body seeping into her as his eyes roamed her exposed flesh with a fervor that made her heart skip a beat. Fingers dug into her hips greedily, thumbs mapping the hollows of her hips as his mouth traced her collar bone.

“You are stunning.”

“And you’re overdressed.” Claire murmured as Loki captured her lips.

“So I am.” Loki’s breath warmed her skin as he buried his face in her neck, inhaling her scent as his fingers teased along her lower back. Her hands found the release on his epaulets, sending his cape cascading to the floor behind them. Her nimble fingers brushed his hair back when it fell in his face.

“What happened to your helmet?” In between their second and third dance, the golden horns had disappeared.

“Astrid will have collected it and sent it to be polished,” Loki murmured, pleasant shivers coursing down his spine as her fingers teased the hairs at the back of his neck. “Why do you ask?”

“I think the horns are sexy. They seem like they’d make great hand holds.” Loki’s stomach clenched as Claire winked at him. Impatience growing, Loki undid the strap over his chest and let it fall to the floor.

“We shall have to test that theory.” he said as he shrugged off his overcoat and let it fall as well, the butter soft leather hissing as it pooled at their feet.

“I’ve always wondered what this is for.” Claire muttered, running a finger along the gold swoop on his chest.

“It is meant to protect my heart,” Loki explained. “It unclasps here,” he showed her the discreet fastenings at the shoulders of his leather tunic. “The tunic unlaces on the sides.”

“Oooo let me?” Claire asked, reaching for the tight lacing on the side closest to her.

“Of course,” Claire stepped closer, her fingers making quick work of the lacing that bound him. It fit him snugly, as did everything he wore. Claire couldn’t help but admire the craftsmanship of the garment, eyes traveling along the stitching as her fingers worked. Unable to resist touching him any longer, Claire slipped her hand in the space created between the leather and fabric. Loki was silent as she leaned against him, letting her explore the dips and peaks of muscle with her hand. A breathless gasp escaped him as her fingers teased along the rise of his pants, and a smile bloomed when he glanced at her with hunger. As much as she wished to explore further, she slowed. He was still far too dressed. “Would you prefer I walk in front of you? You didn’t like it when I walked up behind you earlier.”

Loki was surprised by the question. No one ever asked him such things.

“Please.” Claire crossed to his other side without a word, unlacing the other side of his leather tunic quickly.

“I’m guessing this goes over your head?”

“It does.”

“Alright, handsome, arms up,” Claire lifted the tunic over his head, the firm leather creaking as she set it to the side. “Better?”

“Much, thank you.”

“What comes next?”

“Who,” Loki corrected, grinning when she scrunched her face in confusion. He licked at her lips, swallowing her confused ‘huh?’ as his fingertips dug into her soft skin. He dropped the kiss, dipping his face into the full swell of her breasts and sucking mouthfuls of each between his teeth. He eased himself to the floor, digits trailing along her flesh in tender worship. The fingers she’d settled on his shoulders twitched, quiet moans escaping her as he placed light, teasing kisses just above her panty line. “Your question should be: ‘who comes next’. And the answer is: you.”

Deft fingers inched between her thighs, setting her nerves ablaze through the thin material of her panties. The hand on her hip grazed over the inked whorls of her tattoo as he held her steady, clearly curious but singularly focused on his task.

His fingers swept her panties to the side, exploring her wet heat with practiced ease and making her breath catch in her throat. Her clit bloomed under his touch, demanding attention. Claire relaxed in his grip as his hand moved deeper between her thighs, her feet shuffling apart to allow his better access as he teased her flesh with kisses. His long fingers sank deep into her channel, deep-rooted pleasure electrifying her as he began to stroke her inner walls, stealing her breath and making her clamp down on his shoulder for a semblance of control.

“Loki-” His breathless chuckle against her belly told her he’d heard her pathetic mewl, and another finger joined the first. Her head fell back, the sight of her her heaving chest giving Loki a delightful view when he glanced up to see her overwhelmed with pleasure. A slight adjustment exposed her pussy to his gaze, and gods, she was everything he could have hoped for. “Please…”

“Please what, little wife?” he asked, knowing full well what the beauty in his grasp wanted, and that he’d give it to her, along with anything else she desired. “You want my mouth on you? Or perhaps you wish to stop?”

“Don’t you fucking dare-fuck!” she trailed off in a breathless moan as he latched onto her clit, lavishing the delicate bud with a swirl of his tongue. He growled as her fingers buried in his hair, pulling him even closer as he found the most sensitive spot deep inside her. “Oh my god!” she gasped, her thighs trembling as he took her apart.

Yes, He praised as she gushed around his fingers. Come for your god and make me yours.

“I can’t- Loki!” Claire warned, her legs quickly losing their ability to hold her upright.

“I meant what I said-” Loki’s arm shifted, circling her waist to keep her upright as she slumped against him. “I will not let you fall.” Her nails dug into his shoulder as his thumb circled her clit once more, making her twitch in his grasp. She muttered something unintelligible, the fingers still buried in his hair grabbing a fistful as her glazed eyes met his. “What were you planning to wear to bed?”

“It’s a sur-priiiiisedon’tdothat!” Claire twisted in his arms as his fingers trailed up her spine, her oversensitive nerves protesting the light touch. Loki’s hand withdrew instantly, coming to rest at her elbows.

“Do you wish to stop?”

“Nooooo,” Claire whined. “Just really sensitive. Need...five minutes…” Loki grinned indulgently, his eyes going soft at her pleas.

“Very well, little wife. I will leave you to put on your surprise.” his eyes roved over her form hungrily before he stepped away, disappearing from her view with a satisfied strut.

Loki: 1, Claire: 0

Getting dressed on shaky legs proved a difficult challenge. Claire learned she needed extra support in order to step into the bottom half of her ensemble, and moving her head too quickly brought her dizziness back in full force.

She managed to get dressed, stealing out from behind the divider and making her way to the sprawling bed with shaky legs. She could make out the sounds of Loki getting changed in his private dressing area. As she climbed onto the bed to wait, she couldn’t help but wonder what Asgardian pajamas looked like.

~~~~

He could still taste her on his tongue. Her needy cries, the way she’d clung to him…

He was desperate for more.

He left his discarded clothing in heaps on the floor, uncaring for once about tidiness. As he selected his night clothes he heard Claire settle on his bed and hurried his movements, eager to taste her again. A flick of his wrist brought the fire back to life, casting long shadows upon the walls as he stepped out from behind the partition.

And what a sight greeted him. Claire knelt on the large bed, hands on her thighs as she waited for him.

“Hey mischief.” she said softly, a catlike grin lighting her face.

“Hello menace,” Loki returned the smile, coming to a stop at the foot of the bed. “What is this?”

“Part two of my super secret plan to seduce you. What do you think?” she held her arms out to sides, allowing him to inspect her. Sheer black leggings covered her legs from ankle to thigh, with a gap before the undergarments around her waist and hips. A halter style top adorned her chest, with a low cut neckline that let him see the tattoo between her breasts. Fabric covered her arms as well, from her biceps to her wrists. Loki was intrigued to see loops of the fabric around her middle fingers, accenting the new wedding ring on her left hand. The black sheer fabric lent her skin a warm glow in the firelight, tantalizing him with hints at what he knew he would find underneath.

“It suits you,” he purred. “Although I despise it on principle for hiding your body from me.”

“Not hiding- enhancing,” Claire corrected, grinning wolfishly. “You said you wondered how my thoughts aligned with yours.”

“I did indeed.” the dark rumble of his voice sent shivers down Claire’s spine.

“I’ve decided I’d like to play a game.”

“You wish to play a game?”

“Yep.”

“Now?” Loki balked.

“Mm-hmm.” Loki’s eyes lingered on the swell of her breasts, the way the black fabric clung to her thighs and hips like a lover’s grasp. He burned with desire at the sight- his fingers itched to trail down her soft skin to explore her hidden depths more thoroughly. But...he’d waited this long- what was a little while longer?

“Very well, little wife, what shall we play?”

“About that,” Claire squirmed with excitement, and Loki had a passing thought that she meant to pull out Monopoly. Surely she wouldn’t- how could she expect him to focus on strategy with so much luscious skin on display? “I want the rematch you promised me.”

“Now?” he found himself repeating.

“Yes,” Claire grinned, “But there are rules- sexy rules.” Loki huffed in chagrin, throwing up his hands in defeat when she did not concede.

“I’m listening.”

“Every time you pin me, you get to remove one piece of this,” she held her arms out again, accentuating the gesture with a roll of her hips. “Every time I pin you, I get to remove one piece of clothing from you.”

“You’ll yield again, little wife.” dark promise dripped from each guttural syllable, and Claire’s pussy throbbed impatiently.

“Since you’re so confident…” Claire bit her lower lip as she gazed up at him with anticipation. “You should give me an advantage.”

“Oh, I like this,” Loki chuckled darkly, pulling his under shirt over his head and mussing his hair. “Satisfied?” the garment fell to the floor in a heap

“Not yet,” Claire grinned. “C’mere.” Loki knelt on the bed in front of her, body poised to attack.

“A moment, please,” he asked, large hands cupping her face to press a toe-curling kiss to her lips. He pressed against her deliciously, his body heat seeping through the thin material as she trailed her hands up his thighs to tug at his hips. Claire rose up on her knees, hands mapping the defined muscles of his back as his slow, deliberate kisses made her dizzy. Loki released her, his thumb caressing her lower lip gently. “I have wanted to do that since you walked into the temple,” he confessed. “Now we may play your game.”

“And here I thought you were trying to distract me,” Claire smiled. “Trying to lull me into a false sense of security so you could stab me in the back.” she snickered.

“That’s such a boring form of betrayal,” Loki said gruffly as he trailed his hands over the dips and curves of her body. “I’d never stab anyone in the back. I would simply-” his hands clasped around her thighs, and quick like a viper, he pulled her legs out from under her and sent her sprawling onto the bed. Claire’s breath escaped her with a quick oof and before she could fight back, he’d pinned her to the bed. “Lay them flat upon it.”

“Shit.” Loki laughed heartily as Claire realized her miscalculation.

“What’s happened, menace? Your carefully calculated plan hasn’t worked?” he asked, his smile splitting his face as he fingered the edge of fabric covering her arm. “I’ll take my trophy now, if you please.” Claire clicked her tongue in annoyance.

“Oh fine,” she grumbled. “Can we adjust real quick?” she asked, moving her legs to wrap around his waist when he lifted off of her. “Thanks.” she murmured as he pulled the fabric from her arms and tossed it aside.

“Of course,” Loki muttered under his breath when his eyes landed on her bicep tattoo. “’I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep’- what is your obsession with Robert Frost?”

“It’s motivating!” Claire protested, fingering the lines of text on her arm. The line, from the famous poem Stopping by Dark Woods at Midnight, had struck a deep chord in Claire at a young age. After her mothers death, she had wanted to give up. But the burning need to bring her mother’s killer to justice pushed her to keep going on her darkest days.

“If you insist,” Loki replied with a shake of his head. “What now, little wife? Do we need to reset?”

“No need,” Claire grinned, turning him onto his back with a quick maneuver and lowering herself onto his lap, directly over his groin. A choked gasp escaped Loki as she ground her barely dressed center on the hardened length inside his pants. “Doin’ okay there, mischief?”

“Gods, you are such a menace,” Loki grunted through clenched teeth, grinding his hips upward as he chased sweet friction. “Though I can hardly-unf- complain.” his fingers dug into her hips, promising marks to delight her for days to come. Claire ran her hands up his chest, settling her weight above him.

“I win.” she said smugly. Loki chuckled, wrapping his arms around her back.

“How about a draw?” he tugged the sheer top over her head, leaving her bare from the waist up. Above him, Claire gasped dramatically.

“You cheated!” Loki mimicked her gasp, rolling them over to tuck her into his side.

“God of mischief!” Claire couldn’t even be mad at him, because he distracted her with a burning kiss. “I could kiss you for an age,” his velvety voice rumbled deep within his chest, raising goosebumps along Claire’s neck and arms as he mouthed a line of kisses down her throat. His large hands clutched at her sides, long fingers digging into her ribs as he explored her soft skin. Claire dug her fingers into the meat of his shoulders, sighing as his kisses bloomed heat across her chest. Claire decided she enjoyed Loki’s kisses- he mapped her skin like a foreign soil, his lips and tongue calling her desire forth from its slumber as her skin warmed. They were just as she’d hoped, as focused and intense as he was in other areas, and her clit bloomed with promise. Loki palmed her breast, melting Claire’s core and sending a pulse of desire through her body. He paused, pulling back slightly to inspect her nipple, frowning slightly in confusion at the little silver balls he saw there.. “Is this- is this metal?”

“Oh yeah,” Claire laughed. “Surprise, my nipnops are pierced.”

“I…have never seen anything like this in all my life,” Loki admitted, exploring her tender flesh with his thumb. “Is this a custom on Midgard?”

“I guess?” Claire replied, arching her back to press her breasts further into his hands. “Lots of people have piercings but it’s not like a right of passage. It’s-ah-personal preference.”

“How in the nine did I miss these last night?” Loki murmured to himself as he rubbed gentle circles over her delicate nubs with his thumb. “Fascinating.”

“To be fair, you were kinda distracted,” Claire offered, enjoying the pleasurable shivers his actions were sending up her spine. “You know, it’s super fun when hot guys put them in their mouth.”

“Is that so?” Claire whimpered a confirmation as he did as she asked, her hands tightening around his shoulders. Her hands slid down his arms, grasping his biceps as he lowered her back onto the pillows. She welcomed his weight as he continued his exploration of her nipples, his tongue navigating around her piercings with delightful precision. She brushed his long dark hair out of the way as he released her nipple with a wet pop. “Are there any more piercings I should know about?” he asked as his long fingers played with the metal balls.

“It’s no fun if I tell you.” Claire teased. Loki chuckled, pinching her taut nipple between his fingers and making her gasp.

“I suppose it’s not,” he mused. “Though I can only imagine where I might find it if I do.”

“You’re a smart man,” Claire panted, writhing as his fingers tightened. “I’m sure you can figure it out.”

“Indeed,” Loki purred, leaving heated trails on her flesh as his hands moved lower. “But first I wish to inspect this,” His warm hands grasped her hips, turning her so he could see the tattoo that graced her hip and thigh. “This drawing-” Claire bit her lip as he tugged the material at her hips clean off. Loki hummed, tracing the delicate, tiny leaves at the top of her tattoo with his fingertip, seemingly unaware that she was in danger of creating a puddle on the bed sheets. “This flower…it does not come off?”

“No, it’s permanent.”

“What sort of ink is permanent?” Loki murmured, following the whorls of the design with his fingers and making Claire’s brain short circuit. Her clit was throbbing with need under his prolonged attention, and she was starting to feel impatient.

“It gets injected under the skin. We have special artists-” Claire whimpered as his large hand clamped around her hip, kneading the flesh appreciatively. “We go to that draw on our skin with a needle.”

“And this is done willingly?” Claire nodded.

“It can take a while, too. Large pieces like mine usually take several hours. Mine took six hours total- two for the line work and then four more for the color.”

“I would not have guessed mortals were capable of withstanding such torture.” Loki mused, manipulating her skin to move the flowers as he drank in the sight of her tattoo. “You are full of surprises, little wife.”

“I try. But it’s not that painful- some places hurt worse than others, but it’s kinda nice, actually.”

“Nice,” Loki scoffed to himself. “I see,” he muttered, tracing his fingertips over her satin panties to the lower edge of her tattoo at the top of her thigh. “The detail is exquisite, I must admit. My scars look nothing like this.”

“Yeah, the artist I went to is very talented- wait, your scars?” Claire lifted her head to ask. Loki put a large hand between her breasts, urging her to lay back down.

“It is irrelevant,” he waved her concerns off, trailing his hand down her smooth skin and setting her nerves on fire. His finger hooked on the material on her thighs, giving them a gentle tug and making her pussy clench with anticipation. “These are impeding my appreciation of your body, little wife. May I remove them?” Claire opened her legs, letting him slip the flimsy material down her thighs. The drag of the material combined with his fingers had Claire biting her lip, a delighted sigh escaping her as his mouth began to explore the revealed flesh. His lips resumed their work from earlier, heated breaths warming her skin as he held her to him with strong hands. Claire felt her body going lax under his attentions, her core growing slick with need as he pressed hot kisses to the tender flesh of her inner thigh.

The first touch of his fingers to her sex was like a jolt of electricity, making her restless and impatient. It had been so long since she’d been intimate with anyone; she was half expecting Loki to complain about finding cobwebs between her folds. Claire was woman enough to admit she’d been thinking what it would be like to feel those gorgeous hands of his on her, specifically his long slender fingers in her pussy.

“No more metal?” her husband remarked, a hint of a smirk coloring his velvety voice. “I am almost disappointed.”

“I’ll admit I thought about it,” Claire managed to say as his thumb made lazy circles on her clit. “Supposedly it makes orgasms feel even better.”

“That is a delightful thought,” Loki said coolly, as if he wasn’t driving her mad with his finger teasing her folds. “One we can discuss further at another time. No more thoughts tonight, little wife.” he slipped a finger inside her slick channel, eyes going dark with desire as she moaned. Her hands dug into the sheets as he pleasured her, hips squirming as her body begged for more.

His lips closed around her clit as a second finger joined the first, and Claire stopped thinking. His broad shoulders rasped delightfully against her inner thighs as he settled on his stomach, wrapping an arm around her thigh as he pressed open mouthed kisses to her sex. Her thighs squeezed his body, feet bracketing his ribs as waves of pleasure wracked her body. Loki grinned as her desperate sounds reached his ears, his other hand holding her in place as she pleaded for more. Her delightful gasps and moans turned into breathless wails as her orgasm approached.

“Oh fuck-” Claire gasped, fingers closing around a fistful of Loki’s hair as her body wound tight. Loki’s eyes flitted up to see a delightful sight: Claire’s face was flushed, bottom lip drawn between her teeth as her hands grasped her breasts. Chest filled with pride, Loki sealed his lips around her clit and pumped her sex faster. “Loki!” the needful cry of his name had him grinding his cock on the bed. He groaned as her release soaked his chin, burning with the desire to seat himself inside her and make it happen again.

He worked her through her orgasm, waiting for her trembling to subside before sliding his body up and over hers. He shed his pants quickly, kicking them aside before returning to Claire’s side. Her flushed skin had pebbled over and she was beginning to tremble more from cold than his touch.

“Forgive me if i seem impatient, little wife,” Loki murmured against her skin as she curled around him seeking warmth. “I have thought of little else but burying myself in your cunt since your delightful display last night,” Claire had lost the ability to form words after her second orgasm, able only to offer a choked moan in response. “Has it been on your mind as well?” He asked as he palmed himself, smiling knowingly when her fingers dug into the plush blanket beneath them. His long fingers pumped the column of flesh between his legs leisurely, green eyes traversing the length of her sprawled body hungrily.

His cock sat heavy between them on her belly, and he hissed as her dainty hand closed around it. Just the feel of it in her hand made Claire's mouth water.

“Impressive.” Claire murmured, tugging him down to her level by the nape as he sank his fingers inside her aching pussy.

“It’s all for you, little wife.” he managed as she worked him in time with his hand. His fingers found the secret spot deep within her and she gushed again, thighs quaking around him as she mewled.

“I feared you would be a bore, but imagine my surprise-” Loki grunted, taking his lip between his teeth as she circled the tip of his cock with her thumb. “You are intriguing-and beautiful-” another grunt as she squeezed him. “And you are merciless with a blade,” he gasped as he captured her lips. Breathless gasps filled the space between them as they clung to each other and sought revelation. “Are you ready, little wife?” Claire whimpered below him, gyrating her hips in desperate search of friction. “Say it.” Loki pleaded breathlessly as he settled between her thighs.

“Give,” Claire beckoned to him with grabby hands. “Please.”

“Surely you can do better than that.” Loki chuckled, taunting her with a slow drag of his hips.

“Give me a break,” Claire fought a shiver as her sweat began to cool without him next to her. “You broke my brain.”

“Have I?” Loki shifted again, making her whine. “How rude of me.” Good god, his cock was impressive. Long, thick, and heavy, it nearly reached her belly button. Loki shifted, his heated skin rubbing against the senstive inner thighs as he pressed as close to her as he could.

What do you know? It did reach.

“Quit teasing. You've been eye-fucking me for days.” Loki withdrew his fingers, leaving her empty as she trembled. He reached up to pluck at her pebbled nipples as he lined up his cock with her entrance.

“So I have.” Loki took his cock in hand again, teasing her soaked entrance with the tip to coat himself in her wetness. One hand closed around her thigh, making Claire shiver as the head of his cock slipped inside her. His thumb still toyed with her clit, keeping her right on the precipice as he worked himself deeper.

“Stop fucking teasing me, I swear to god-fuck!” Claire spilled over the edge, her back bowing as she trembled through the onslaught of pleasure. Deep in the throes of her orgasm, Claire tugged at Loki with desperation and he obliged, seating himself fully inside her and making her eyes roll back.

Long and thick, Loki’s cock was perfect- as if handcrafted by master craftsmen in the art of female pleasure. She felt so full; each careful thrust threatened to make her eyes roll back in her head. Loki grabbed her hips and pulled her closer, opening her thighs further to press even deeper. Flesh met flesh and Loki groaned, leaning over to capture Claire’s lips with his own. Claire whimpered into his mouth as her walls clenched around him. His weight pressed her into the soft bed as his strong arms caged her in, breathless kisses collecting her sighs like tokens with each thrust of his hips. All Claire could do was hold on.

She’d thought about this a lot in the recent weeks- the decadent slide of Loki’s skin on hers, the overwhelming pleasure as Loki’s cock worked in and out of her weeping sex- but her imagination fell flat as every nerve in her body flared to life under Loki’s skilled hands.

Her fingers wrapped around the thick muscles of his biceps, enjoying the way they flexed as he moved. His long hair swayed as he moved, eyes closed as he groaned appreciatively and buried his face in her neck, pressing heated kisses to the skin there. Her silken pussy was so tight and welcoming, and if Loki had his way, he would spent an eternity between her thighs. Loki kissed her ravenously, looping one of her legs over his arm and hiking it higher. Claire brushed his hair back, anchoring his mouth to hers as he brought her close to orgasm again.

Holy fuck, she could get used to this. If this was her marital duties, it would not be a hardship.

“Enjoying yourself?” Loki asked, sounding slightly winded. Claire wasn’t able to form a response, as he timed his question with a slow drag of his hips. Claire brought his mouth back to hers, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. Christ, the strength of him. “Come for me again, little wife.” he pleaded against her mouth, enjoying the sting of her nails in his flesh as she fell apart around him.

Loki ran his hands down her delectable curves, lifting her bottom half and squeezing her thick thighs together before slipping back inside her. Claire spasmed around him, her hands grasping at his thighs as her breasts bounced with each thrust of his hips.

“Oh fuck- oh, you’re so deep-” Claire panted, her legs trembling in Loki’s grasp. Loki groaned, throwing his head back as he bottomed out. The wet slap of skin filled the room as he fucked her with abandon, the pair of them submitting to pure animal instinct as they chased the end.

They worked together in perfect harmony, hands grasping flushed skin and sweat mingling as heated words and kisses were exchanged.

Claire thought she might explode at any moment. Loki surprised her by pulling out, leaving her empty and desperate with need. She moaned as Loki pushed her knees toward her chest, legs high in the air as he slipped his cock back between her folds. He teased her with small thrusts, caressing her labia and clit with his cock. Claire squealed when he finally slid back inside, chills creeping down her spine as the head of his cock struck her g-spot, the veins and ridges of his perfect cock hitting every sweet spot inside her.

“Oh god-” Claire sobbed as Loki’s targeted thrusts inched her toward the finish line.

“Yes,” Loki groaned, grinding his pelvis against hers. “Uh...du føler deg...så bra.”

“Fuck…” Claire whimpered as he thrust again, sending a shock wave through her body. “Yes- right there!” she gasped, clinging to him for dear life as he hit her g-spot again and again. Above her Loki was panting hard as he chased his end, his breathless grunts primal as he drove deep inside her. Claire snaked her hand between their bodies, her clit throbbing as she worked herself to completion.

“Uhgh- gods, yes!” Loki gasped as he burst, Claire’s orgasm triggering his own. Her fluttering walls clenched so tight Loki saw stars, her silken muscles wringing every last drop of his spend from him. Loki felt as though the breath had been driven from his body, his lungs burning as his higher brain came back online. Claire was still spasming around him, the tight heat of her slick channel rippling with each ragged breath she drew. “Are you alright?” Eyes still closed, Claire nodded, her wild hair fanned out like a halo on the pillows.

Loki pulled out slowly, releasing her legs from their contorted position. He dotted a kiss to the inside of her knee as he massaged her thigh. Though she’d clearly enjoyed herself, he worried he may have been a bit overzealous.

“You don’t have to do that.” Claire murmured, one tired eye cracking open to peer up at him.

“Simply a precaution,” he replied absently, releasing one leg to massage the other. Claire watched on in a daze, exhaustion from the day and several great orgasms catching up with her. Loki watched her chest rise and fall as she lay comfortably among the pillows, blue eyes drooping and unfocused as she fought sleep. A small smile played at his lips as he reached for the blankets to cover her up. A pearl of his spend glistened upon Claire’s sex, and Loki abandoned the blankets to brush his thumb through the mess. “You make a beautiful sight, little wife,” Claire jerked when he thumbed her clit, a breathless gasp escaping her kiss-swollen lips as her tired body perked up at the promise of added pleasure. “Forgive me, I could not resist.”

“S’okay,” Claire murmured. “Wanna be the big spoon?” Claire asked as Loki brought the covers up around them.

“Pardon?” Loki looked up at her as though she’d grown a second head.

“C’mere,” Claire chuckled. She turned away from him to lay on her side, and tugged him closer so that he lay directly behind her. “Like this.”

“Ah, I see,” Loki said as he slid his arm around her middle, holding her solidly against him. Fuck, being caged in by all that muscle was nice. “I think in this instance you would be the tea spoon and I am the soup spoon.” he remarked, making Claire laugh.

“Something like that,” she nestled deeper under the covers, enjoying the warmth and feel of his soft skin against hers. “It’s been a while since I’ve cuddled with anyone. It’s nice.”

“It is.” Loki said softly behind her.

“Been a while for you too?” Claire guessed. Loki shifted, his thigh pressing against the back of hers.

“Most of my bed partners did not wish to stay, or I did not wish them to stay,” his hand settled on the swell of her hip, kneading the soft flesh. “I could not say when this happened last.”

“Yeah, me neither.” Claire sighed as his hand wrapped around her middle again. His breath teased the back of her neck, the steady pace of his breathing comforting as he held her.

“How are you feeling?” Loki asked, studying the rise and fall of her shoulder as she breathed. It still felt surreal to be with her, without worry of being discovered. Her skin was soft and supple against his, and her decadent perfume still lingered. He already held such affection for her.

“Good,” Claire chuckled as he squeezed her gently. “Sore, but good,” Loki hummed behind her, his breathing beginning to even out. “Loki?”

“Hmm?”

“You surprised me too,” Claire murmured. “People kept warning me about you. I’m glad they were wrong.” Oh.

“Thank you.” Loki wanted to say more, but his throat was oddly...tight?

“You know, it’s kinda funny...women back home complain about how awful their husbands are, especially when they’re pregnant, but I have a feeling you’ll be great.”

“Men on Midgard truly have no idea how to treat women, do they?”

“Nah, they suck.”

“Things are different here,” Loki rose up on his elbow. “Here, men- or the decent ones, at least- respect women. I understand you have concerns about-”

“A lot of things-”

“Yes, and I can appreciate that. But the social contract is different here. The men protect, and provide, and women-”

“Have the babies.” Loki huffed a laugh; he could practically see her roll her eyes.

“Obviously, little wife,” he chuckled. “But it’s more than that. Here, women are respected for their ability to bring life into the world. Without you, there is no future.”

“God damn right there’s no future,” Claire grumbled, making Loki laugh louder. “That sounds...not so bad.”

“Get some rest, little wife. When we decide the time is right, I will look after you.” Loki settled back into the pillows, grinning when she rolled over to cuddle with him. She hitched one leg over his, hugging him with one arm as she rested her head on his chest.

“I’ll hold you to that,” she murmured, glancing up at him as he wrapped his arm around her. “Good night.” she let her tired eyes fall closed and wiggled closer. She could hear his heartbeat now, and his body heat was soothing. So comfy...

“Good night.” The excitement of the day (and night) caught up with Loki, and he drifted into a peaceful sleep.

~~~~

Loki wasn’t sure how long he slept, but he came awake when he felt Claire stirring beside him. Loki was a light sleeper to begin with, and having a new person (however welcome) in his bed was going to take some getting used to.

In the dim light remaining from the fireplace, he saw Claire’s form as she got to her feet.

“Are you alright?” he asked in concern when several of her joints popped.

“Yeah I'm okay,” Claire chuckled as she rummaged in the dark for clothing. “It was just my hip.”

“Are you certain?” Claire laughed quietly as she pulled a night dress from her armoire. Claire laughed as she slipped the night dress over her head.

“My guy, you literally bent me in half, my joints are gonna make some noise,” she tugged the fabric down over her hips as she yawned. “I promise I'm fine. Did I wake you?”

“I’m a light sleeper.”

“I am not,” Claire chuckled. “Usually once I’m out, I’m out, but I'm kinda hungry. Can we go get a snack?”

“Of course,” Loki got out of bed and pulled a pair of loose pants up over his hips. “We can have Astrid bring something.”

“Oh no, that's okay. What I want is really easy and I can make it myself. Can you show me where the kitchen is?”

“You wish to make it yourself?” Loki asked skeptically.

“Yeah, it's just toast. I don't want to wake someone up to make it for me. Please?” Though he was still confused, Loki relented and pulled on a loose pair of pants and a tunic. He helped Claire find her slippers before stepping into his own, and they set off to the kitchens together. Loki led Claire down the torch-lit hallways, ignoring the questioning looks they got from the guards they passed.

The kitchen was several floors below theirs, tucked behind the great hall. Though the large hearth still crackled merrily, the room spread out before them like a ghost town. The warm sepia-toned walls danced with distorted shadows of the various pieces of equipment strewn about the room. A dark alcove branched off one side of the room, the walls lined end to end with crowded shelves. Bundles of herbs hung from the ceiling of the alcove, lending an earthy smell to the room.

“Normally there are cooks here, but it's rather late, so we have the room to ourselves.”

“Let's get to work then.” Claire grinned, eyes scanning the room for a toaster. Or bread. Or anything she recognized. Claire barely recognized anything. There were familiar looking pots and pans suspended above the prep table in the center of the room, and utensils in a vase on a nearby counter. “Um...”

“What do you need, little wife?” Loki asked indulgently.

“Bread, butter, cinnamon and sugar. Also a toaster,” Loki looked at her strangely. “Do you guys not have toasters here?”

“What is its purpose?”

“...making toast...”

“It only has one purpose?”

“Well you can put other stuff in it like poptarts-” Loki grimaced, a memory of Thor sharing a poptart with him arising unbidden. “Not a fan?” Claire decided it might be best to start with the shelves.

“They are far too sweet for my taste,” Loki followed after her, his hand drifting across her lower back as he walk behind her. At the other end of the shelves, he began opening jars to find what she needed. As a prince he'd never prepared meals for himself except on the battlefield, and even then it was rare. He was as lost as Claire, both of them opening jars and frowning at the contents before moving on the next. “Perhaps it would have been faster to wake someone.” Loki chuckled as they struggled to locate everything Claire needed.

“Maybe,” she admitted guiltily. “Normally I'd have this made by now. Sorry I made you get out of bed.”

“It's alright,” Loki replied. His gaze dropped to the tantalizing cleavage her loose gown showed. The full swell of her breasts were visible, the outline of her piercings just barely visible through the fabric. “I struggle with sleep at times. Besides, the view is enjoyable.” Claire snorted.

“Still?” She asked with a laugh.

“Of course. I told you we would have fun, did I not?” Loki winked at her, proudly presenting a jar of...sugar bricks?

“You did.” Claire replied, butterflies coming back to life in her belly. Loki had already fulfilled his promise multiple times.

“Of course, if you are sore-”

“Well yeah, but the good kind,” Claire laughed. “You know I'm kinda surprised.” she glanced over at him, his lithe form covered mostly in shadow. Bathed in darkness, with only his eyes reflecting light, he almost looked like a cryptid lying in wait for her. Being a frost giant, Claire supposed, he technically was a cryptid.

A really hot cryptid.

“About what?” Loki’s smooth voice pulled her from her thoughts, and Claire turned back to the shelves grateful he couldn’t see her blushing.

“You not liking poptarts. I kinda pegged you as having a sweet tooth. Aha!” Claire set aside the jar of cinnamon sticks, wondering where she'd find something to grind them.

“I like some sweets, but not those horrible things. They are too...” Loki paused as he searched for the right word. Together they took the jars to the prep table. “Artificial.”

“Oh for sure, especially if it’s made in the States. We like our sugar,” Claire laughed as Loki left her side to search the collection of tools on the counters. “Have you tried anything else from earth?”

“Apart from the honey between your thighs, I have not.” Loki said, sliding the bread he'd found down the table to Claire. She gaped at him, giggling when he smirked unapologetically. He looked every inch like the cat who ate the canary. It was a well-deserved look.

“Okay point for you, that was smooth as fuck,” She flicked the towel covering the bread in his direction, sending a cloud of flour into the air. She spied a familiar looking block of wood and pulled a knife from it, pointing at him with the tip of it. “Do you want any?”

“In the kitchen?” Loki chuckled, his voice light with a glimmer of mischief. “How daring.”

“I meant the bread, mischief,” Claire cackled. “I'm open to the other thing too, but let me get this in the oven first. Er...on the fire?” she guessed as she realized there was no oven, only the crackling fire and the assortment of pots above their heads.

“Very well, I will try whatever it is you're making.”

“It's great, you'll see. Is there a cookie sheet?” With another search of the kitchen, the couple was able to find something resembling a cookie sheet and put the bread over the fire to toast. Loki helped her gather the butter from the larder under the floor. Claire thought she would find the archaic food prep annoying, but found she enjoyed the simplicity of it. It was nice, making something simple with someone she cared about. Claire and Loki chatted as they worked to grind the cinnamon sticks and pulverize the sugar bricks. The soft bread, Loki explained, was baked fresh every morning with flour from locally grown wheat, eggs from nearby farms and salt from mines in the south. Claire was astonished there were no preservatives or chemicals, and said as such. She didn't have an answer for Loki's confused 'why would there be?'.

“Still nothing?” Loki asked as she poked at the dubious looking almost-toast.

“I think it needs a few more minutes.” Claire poked the bread once more for good measure before pushing the griddle pan back over the fire.

“Excellent.” Loki cleared a space on the prep table before grabbing her by the waist and lifting her like a sack of flour. Loki's large hands traveled from her hips, grasping at the swell of her breasts as he captured her lips. Claire parted her legs to let him step closer, winding her arms around his broad shoulders as his tongue massaged hers. He grasped at her greedily, tugging her hips toward the edge before tugging her dress down to bare her chest. Loki’s mouth latched onto her nipple, suckling like a man dying of thirst and sending a throb of pleasure directly to her clit. Claire ground against the firm counter beneath her as Loki switched his attention to her other nipple. Her spine bowed as strong hands at her back pulled her bodily into him. Cool air assaulted her flushed skin as he released her, kissing a heated path up to her neck.

Claire urged him along, slinging one leg over his hip and pulling him closer as he captured her mouth. His teeth teased her lower lip as he pulled back, rough hands skating down her thighs as he dropped to his knees. Claire offered passing thanks to any deities listening that she hadn't put panties on.

Loki's broad shoulders forced her thighs apart, his large hands digging into her thighs as heated kisses marked a path along her flesh. Claire cried out when he licked a wide stripe along her sex. His hands tightened their grip, pulling her just to the counter’s edge as he took her clit between his lips, spelling out pledges of devotion with his tongue. She was sweet like honey, just as he'd said, with a slight tang from his earlier release. Her core was already molten, her silken muscles clenching as he pleasured her. Glass jars clanked together noisily as Claire’s hands searched for purpose on the slick surface beneath her, her panting breaths echoing as she basked in his attention. Loki looked up at her, his cock twitching at the sight he beheld.

His new wife was a vision, her eyes closed in rapture with her head back, her desperate sounds filling the air. Her long, tussled hair was wavy from her wedding braids, the strands floating around her as she writhed. The scintillating metal of her piercings was largely obscured by the silky strands, but the sight was enough to spur Loki on. This delectable creature was his. To bed...to breed. He dug his fingers deeper into her flesh, pulling her more firmly against his mouth with a groan. He was determined to wring every possible ounce of pleasure from her body. A choked gasp tumbled from Claire's lips as she dug her fingers into his mussed hair. She pulled him deeper into her slit, the ridge of his nose pressing against her clit as he suckled her tender flesh.

“Please-”

“Come for me, little wife,” He pleaded, lapping at her clit and making her thighs tremble around him. “I would wear your honey on my skin.”

“Oh my god,” Claire sobbed, her body jerking as her orgasm slammed into her like a linebacker. Loki suckled her clit as she bucked, holding her in place as he tortured her with pleasure. “Loki-” “Delicious.” Loki praised, rubbing her hips with his thumbs as he kissed her heated flesh. He rose leisurely, licking his lips as he ghosted his hands over her curves. Claire pulled him down to kiss him passionately, crossing her ankles behind his back.

“Fuck me, please.” she begged breathlessly against his mouth, pulling him closer with a needful moan. The heat of her called to him like a siren, his cock straining to fill her again.

“You should eat first,” he grunted. “You need your energy, darling,” Claire groaned against his skin, continuing to pepper convincing kisses along his neck. “I will happily bed you again once you've eaten.” He bargained.

“Alright, fine. Can you grab the toast? I don’t think my legs will hold me up right now.” Loki dutifully retrieved the toast from the fire, and together they slathered the slices with butter before sprinkling sugar and cinnamon over the top. Loki grabbed the plate in one hand, setting Claire back on her feet with an arm around her waist.

“Come, let's get you fed so I can devour you.”

“Mmm yes please,” Claire let Loki guide her out to the great hall, which was blissfully quiet and dark. Out on the terrace, they ate on a stone bench, shoulder to shoulder beneath the stars. The moon shone full and bright overhead, and Claire marveled at the beauty above them. Glittering stars decorated the backdrop of nebulae and swirling galaxies like confetti on a tabletop. “It's beautiful here,” Claire sighed happily, dusting crumbs from her fingers as she leaned against Loki. She'd consumed her toast quickly, her tired body needing the energy just as Loki had said. Loki hadn't complained about the toast once, so she assumed he liked it. “I've never seen anything like it.”

“If you'd like, I can take you to the observatory so you can see them up close.” Loki promised.

“I'd love that,” Claire smiled. “Did you like the toast? It's not too sweet?”

“I quite like it,” Loki said. “It is sweet, but not overwhelmingly so like your planets accursed poptarts.”

“My mom used to make this for me a lot growing up. It's a comfort food.”

“Comfort food? That's not an expression we have here.”

“Really?” Loki nodded. “It's something familiar and full of love that makes you feel safe and warm. Like a hug you can eat,” Claire smiled warmly. “What's your favorite thing to eat?”

“Almond cake,” Loki sighed wistfully. “I haven't had it in years. But it reminds me of being a boy, and how simple things were then.”

“See? Comfort food. I ate so much of this stuff when I was a kid.”

“I can see why,” Loki said. “It is delicious. Though not as delicious as you.” he praised, raising her chin with his fingers to kiss her swollen lips.

“So smooth...” Claire sighed.

“Shall we to bed, little wife?”

“Yes, please,” Claire begged, fingers digging into his shoulders as she clung to him. While Loki was fixated on her mouth, she slung a leg across his thighs and mounted him, settling her weight in his lap. “Want you.”

“Darling if you don't let me get up, I won't be able to take you to bed,” Loki chuckled.

“So don't. That pillar looks nice.”

“Another night, darling. Our first night shouldn't be spent where others can easily spy.” Claire groaned in protest, but allowed him to steer her back into the kitchen. Loki set their plate on the empty counter space he'd cleared earlier, the memory sending a thrill through Claire's body. The report she'd received had been a great start, but clearly Loki was into more than the report entailed. He seemed like a service top, and judging by his hand on the small of her back, he couldn't keep his hands off of her. Claire knew just how skilled those hands were and had zero complaints, even though the feminist in her piped up that she was more than capable of walking on her own. Claire took his hand in hers as they walked back, enjoying the way his hand dwarfed hers. The guard outside their door opened the massive door for them when they returned, closing it after them when they crossed the threshold.

Loki pulled her against him the instant they reached the bedroom, large hands roaming over her body as he buried his face in her neck. Claire dug her fingers into his arm as he anchored her body against his, a whimper falling from her lips as he teased her labia through the fabric of her gown.

Pulling free of his grasp, Claire pushed Loki onto the bed. Though surprised, he quickly recovered when she climbed in his lap and kissed him. Clothes were discarded quickly between kisses and before he knew it, Loki lay at Claire’s mercy on his back. Settling on her haunches, Claire ran her fingertips along the length of his torso. Luscious alabaster muscle lay beneath her fingertips, perfectly aligned like a decadent mosaic of masculinity.

“Are you satisfied, little wife?” Loki asked with amusement, her hands sliding down his chest as he sat up. “Or would you like to inspect me more?”

“Hey, I let you inspect me the first go 'round,” Claire replied, pushing him back down. “Fair is fair.” Loki laughed, smiling wolfishly as her fingers teased the trail of dark hair leading to his cock.

“Apologies, my lady,” he relented, threading his fingers together behind his head. “You're completely right.” If she wanted control, he'd let her have it. Loki was delighted to find Claire had a sexual appetite to match his own. He'd hoped of course, that this marriage wouldn't lead to a complete derailment of his life, but this was an intriguing development that he hadn't forseen.

He hissed as her plush lips closed around his nipple, her fingers continuing to map out the rippling muscles beneath her. She released him from her mouth, leaving a line of bites and soothing kisses on his skin as her mouth followed the trail her hands had marked. She straddled a thigh, shifting her weight to press her bare sex against him.

“What happened here?” She asked softly, her finger ghosting along the faded scar on his abdomen.

“An injury from battle. It's old.” Loki replied casually.

“Older than me?” Claire guessed teasingly. Loki snorted dryly.

“Twice over at least, if not more.”

“You're pretty hot for an old man.” Claire groaned appreciatively as he pressed his thigh against her harder.

“I assume that to mean you find me attractive.”

“Bingo,” Claire sighed, draping her hair over one shoulder. She moved her hips, grinding her wet heat against the meat of his thigh, leaving a trail of arousal on his skin as she leaned down to kiss the flesh beneath her palms. “Wouldn't be this wet for just any old man.”

“I'm truly touched.” Loki hummed, sitting up to grasp her hips and pull her closer. Claire shushed him, cupping his face as she kissed him fervently. Loki's grip tightened on her hips, his cock straining toward her heat like a compass finds true north. Claire slid an arm around his shoulders, pressing against him to fully straddle his thighs. Loki's hands moved to her ass, guiding her down onto his cock as they shared open-mouthed kisses. The couple moaned in unison as she settled against him, fully seated on his dick. “Du tar meg så godt,” Loki murmured, his forehead resting against hers as she rolled her hips. “Like you were made for me.” he groaned, overcome with pleasure as Claire took control and began to ride him.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” Claire moaned, tits bouncing as she fucked herself on his dick. Loki could feel her wetness on his lower belly, the slick mess squelching as their bodies collided again and again. “You're so deep, holy shit. Kiss me.” Her hand found the base of his skull, pulling him in for a heated kiss. Loki groaned into her mouth, thrusting into her heat and making her tremble around him. Claire’s body went lax and she melted into him, her pleasured moan muffled against his shoulder as she gushed all over his cock.

“Faen-” Loki’s body jerked as she nearly ended him. She clung to him like a koala as she caught her breath, and Loki was content to let her. “Are you satisfied? Hmm?” Loki asked, kissing her shoulder as he brushed her sweat-damp hair to the side.

“Not yet,” Loki grunted when Claire pushed him back onto the pillows. “Ever had a girl on top?” She asked breathlessly. Gods, her breasts were hypnotizing as they moved with each decadent roll of her hips.

“Not like you.” Loki praised, eyes half lidded as he gazed up at her with awe. Claire laughed breathlessly as she leaned back, resting her hands upon his thighs as she rolled her hips. Loki bit his lip as he watched his cock disappear into her slick channel with each pass of her hips, driving his desire to the boiling point.

He'd bedded many, but all his partners had touched him with reverence for his title, his body. As such they let him direct the pleasure, which was enjoyable, but this...Claire took her pleasure in her own hand, without shame or waiting for him to gift it to her.

Loki liked this give and take they'd found so naturally, and wondered if it would always be like this. Gods, how many times had he had her this night? Loki had lost count. Above him, Claire began to bounce, pulling a ragged moan from his chest as his balls tightened. He grasped at her hips, driving his hips up into her and giving himself over to the pleasure she gave him.

“I'm gonna come again, oh god,” Claire wailed, her head falling back in abandon.

“Do it,” Loki commanded breathlessly. “Let the guards hear how well your husband fucks you.” Claire whimpered, her hips jerking as she fell apart. Her hips shuddered and she cried out, bracing her arms on his thighs as her pussy squeezed him like a vice. Loki continued to thrust, chasing his release within the valhalla between her thighs.

“Fuck. Yes. Loki!” Claire's broken cries broke the dam inside him and he pulled her down onto his cock as he came, a breathless, jagged shout of completion escaping him. Claire's hips still moved, her clit rubbing against his pubic bone as they both fought to catch their breath.

Loki’s bones had stopped working. He wanted to move, to return the soft kitten kisses his wife was dotting along his hairline, but his strength was depleted.

“You okay?” Claire asked, her hand soothing his heated brow as she looked at him with concern. “Did you die?”

“No, I haven’t died-”

“Well you can’t blame a girl for worrying. You are-”

“Yes, yes, I am old,” Loki huffed, trying and failing to summon the strength to turn onto his side and unseat her. “Honestly, woman.” Claire’s unrepentant giggles made him roll his eyes even as he checked her over.

“You’re cute when you’re grumpy.”

“We should probably go to sleep. You're going to be very sore come morning.” Ignoring her comment, Loki massaged her hips where his fingers had no doubt left marks on her delicate flesh.

“Worth it,” Claire moaned as she slumped forward onto his chest. She'd made no move to pull off of him, his cock still deep inside her well-fucked cunt. “I think I'm gonna like having a sexy husband.” She said sleepily, pressing her sweat-slicked body against his as she wove her arms around his neck between the pillows. “Can we cuddle?”

“Shall I be the soup spoon?” Loki asked as he pressed a breathless kiss to her temple.

“Mmm yes,” Claire sighed, moaning as Loki rolled them onto their sides. A trickle of wetness trailed from her pussy when he pulled out, and she whimpered when Loki's fingers trailed through the mess. “I like the way you hold me.” she admitted as she edged closer to sleep.

“Do you like the mess we made, little wife?”

“Yes. So hot,” Claire mumbled, making a small noise of complaint when Loki shifted her to put his arm beneath her. “M'not ready for babies yet, but fuck, I like the practice.”

“As do I,” Loki purred as he brushed her wild hair from her face. Another kiss found the bolt of her jaw as he molded his chest to her back, nestling within the blankets beside her. “As do I.”

Translations: (Norwegian)

Du føler deg så bra- You feel so good

Du tar meg så godt- You take me so well

Faen- fuck

[fitlifefuel]

The Ultimate Guide to Windows 10 Keyboard Shortcuts

Windows 10 is packed with useful features, but nothing boosts productivity like mastering keyboard shortcuts. These shortcuts save time and make navigating your system a breeze. In this guide, we’ll explore the most essential Windows 10 keyboard shortcuts and some lesser-known ones that can significantly enhance your workflow.

Table of Contents

Introduction

Basic Keyboard Shortcuts

Copy, Cut, Paste

Undo, Redo

Select All

Windows Key Shortcuts

Basic Windows Key Functions

Advanced Windows Key Shortcuts

File Explorer Shortcuts

Navigation

File Management

Virtual Desktops Shortcuts

Creating and Managing Virtual Desktops

Switching Between Virtual Desktops

Command Prompt Shortcuts

Basic Commands

Advanced Commands

Accessibility Shortcuts

Magnifier

Narrator

High Contrast

Browser Shortcuts

Microsoft Edge

General Browser Shortcuts

Customizing Keyboard Shortcuts

Conclusion

1. Introduction

Keyboard shortcuts are a crucial part of using Windows 10 efficiently. By reducing reliance on the mouse, you can perform tasks more quickly and keep your workflow uninterrupted. This guide covers essential shortcuts and dives into more specialized ones, providing a comprehensive resource for users at all levels.

2. Basic Keyboard Shortcuts

Copy, Cut, Paste

Ctrl + C: Copy selected item

Ctrl + X: Cut selected item

Ctrl + V: Paste copied/cut item

Undo, Redo

Ctrl + Z: Undo an action

Ctrl + Y: Redo an action

Select All

Ctrl + A: Select all items in a document or window

3. Windows Key Shortcuts

Basic Windows Key Functions

Windows + D: Show or hide the desktop

Windows + E: Open File Explorer

Windows + L: Lock your PC

Advanced Windows Key Shortcuts

Windows + Tab: Open Task View

Windows + I: Open Settings

Windows + S: Open Search

Windows + X: Open Quick Link menu

4. File Explorer Shortcuts

Navigation

Alt + D: Select the address bar

Ctrl + F or F3: Search in File Explorer

Ctrl + N: Open a new window

File Management

Ctrl + Shift + N: Create a new folder

Alt + Enter: Open properties for the selected item

F2: Rename selected item

5. Virtual Desktops Shortcuts

Creating and Managing Virtual Desktops

Windows + Ctrl + D: Create a new virtual desktop

Windows + Ctrl + F4: Close the current virtual desktop

Switching Between Virtual Desktops

Windows + Ctrl + Left/Right Arrow: Switch between virtual desktops

6. Command Prompt Shortcuts

Basic Commands

Ctrl + C: Copy selected text

Ctrl + V: Paste text

Advanced Commands

Ctrl + Shift + Plus (+): Zoom in

Ctrl + Shift + Minus (-): Zoom out

7. Accessibility Shortcuts

Magnifier

Windows + Plus (+): Open Magnifier and zoom in

Windows + Minus (-): Zoom out

Narrator

Windows + Ctrl + Enter: Turn Narrator on or off

High Contrast

Left Alt + Left Shift + Print Screen: Turn high contrast on or off

8. Browser Shortcuts

Microsoft Edge

Ctrl + T: Open a new tab

Ctrl + W: Close the current tab

Ctrl + Shift + T: Reopen the last closed tab

General Browser Shortcuts

Ctrl + L: Highlight the URL

Ctrl + Tab: Switch to the next tab

Ctrl + Shift + Delete: Open the clear browsing data options

9. Customizing Keyboard Shortcuts

Windows 10 allows customization of certain keyboard shortcuts to better suit your workflow. To customize, you can use third-party tools like AutoHotkey, which provide extensive options for creating and managing your own shortcuts.

10. Conclusion

Mastering Windows 10 keyboard shortcuts can dramatically increase your productivity and streamline your tasks. Whether you are a beginner or a seasoned user, incorporating these shortcuts into your daily routine will save you time and effort. Keep this guide handy as a reference and start practicing these shortcuts today.

External Authoritative Sources

Microsoft Support: Keyboard shortcuts in Windows

How-To Geek: The Ultimate Guide to Windows 10 Keyboard Shortcuts

Lifewire: Essential Windows 10 Keyboard Shortcuts

By incorporating these detailed steps and tips, you can take full advantage of Windows 10 keyboard shortcuts, making your computing experience faster and more efficient.

[govindhtech]

Acer Swift 14 AI: The Power of AI at Your Fingertips

Acer Swift 14 laptop

With the Swift series, which blends performance, style, and portability, Acer keeps pushing the boundaries in the quickly evolving laptop industry. An important development is the Acer Swift 14 AI, which combines artificial intelligence capabilities with a smooth and lightweight design. With its innovative features, this laptop which is targeted at tech-savvy consumers and contemporary professionals claims to enhance productivity and user experience. We thoroughly investigate the design, performance, AI integration, display quality, battery life, and overall value offer of this gadget.

Best Architecture and Building

The Acer Swift 14 AI is proof positive of Acer’s commitment to design and mobility. It has a tiny profile and weighs less than 1.4 kg; it is meant for those who appreciate mobility without compromising flair. Strong metal chassis of the laptop not only enhances its look but also provides excellent defence against typical wear and tear.

The keyboard guarantees efficient typing sessions and makes typing comfortable with its nicely spaced keys and enough of key travel. The responsiveness of the trackpad and its multi-touch gesture support facilitate navigation of the device. A headphone jack, an SD card reader, HDMI, and USB Type-A and Type-C ports are among the connectivity options to suit different communication needs.

Activity

The Acer Swift 14 AI is primarily powered by Intel’s most recent 11th generation Core processors, which vary depending on the configuration, guaranteeing snappy performance for multitasking and daily chores. Users can choose between Intel Core i5 or i7 processors, depending on the model, and up to 16GB of RAM to enable seamless performance even with intensive programmes.

Integrated Intel Iris Xe graphics support graphics performance and deliver enhanced visuals for multimedia tasks and light gaming. Though heavy gaming and graphic design work are not its strong points, the Swift 14 AI excels at multimedia and productivity-focused jobs.

Applying Artificial Intelligence

Its application of artificial intelligence features makes the Acer Swift 14 AI unique. Acer has incorporated artificial intelligence (AI) to improve the user experience in a number of ways, including intelligent noise cancellation during video chats, adaptive screen brightness change based on the user’s preferences and ambient illumination, and intelligent battery management to reduce power consumption.

The AI-driven capabilities are meant to increase productivity and simplify procedures by automating repetitive tasks and adjusting the laptop’s performance to user habits. By meeting the demands of contemporary professionals who value efficiency and creativity, this integration represents a major step towards smarter computing.

Display Calibre

The 14-inch, minimally bezelled Full HD (1920×1080) IPS display of the Acer Swift 14 AI offers an immersive viewing experience. Rich colours and wide viewing angles make the IPS panel perfect for content creation, media consumption, and casual gaming. It performs exceptionally well at providing clear images for daily use, even though it may not be able to match more expensive displays in terms of brightness and colour accuracy.

ACER Swift 14 battery life

For mobile consumers, battery life is a critical factor, and the Acer Swift 14 AI offers remarkable longevity. The laptop has an AI-driven power management system that optimises battery capacity so that it can run on a single charge for a whole workday. Though actual battery life may differ based on settings and usage habits, it usually lasts longer than expected for a small, light smartphone.

User Qualities

With its smart design, intelligent features, and quick performance, the Acer Swift 14 AI offers an excellent user experience. Acer’s proprietary software upgrades provide further customisation and system optimisation capabilities, while Windows 10 or Windows 11, depending on the version, is included to ensure a familiar operating experience.

For a laptop of its size, the audio quality is respectable, with crisp sound ideal for playing multimedia and making video chats. When consuming media immersively, external speakers or headphones can further improve the audio experience.

In conclusion

Those looking for a modern laptop that combines intelligence, portability, and performance may consider the Acer Swift 14 AI. Professionals and users that value efficiency and innovation will find it appealing due to its elegant appearance, strong performance capabilities, AI-driven advancements, and extended battery life.

The Swift 14 AI excels at providing a superior computing experience for daily chores, multimedia consumption, and productivity even though it might not be suitable for experts or gamers that want specialised graphics solutions. With its innovative approach to improving user interaction and productivity, Acer’s incorporation of artificial intelligence sets the Swift 14 AI apart from other devices in its class.

The Acer Swift 14 AI is a testament to Acer’s dedication to innovation and user-centric design in the world of current laptops, especially for those wishing to take advantage of AI capabilities in a fashionable and portable packaging.

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[paintingdublin]

Best Practice Tips For A Successful Interior Painting Project In Ireland

Remember that drab living room that seemed to swallow all the light? Or the kitchen that desperately craved a refresh? A fresh coat of paint can work wonders, transforming a tired space into a vibrant haven. But before you grab a brush and dive in, take a moment to consider the specifics of interior painting in Ireland.

It’s no secret that house painting is not an easy project in itself. Add the predominantly damp and cool Irish weather to the mix, and the task becomes even more challenging. The unique climate requires careful planning and specific product choices to ensure a successful and long-lasting interior paint job.

If you plan to paint your home interiors, this blog will guide you through each step, equipping you with the knowledge to manage your interior painting project like a seasoned professional.

Understanding The Irish Climate’s Impact On Interior Painting In Ireland

The weather conditions outside, including the drier months from May to September, are less critical for interior painting than for exterior painting. However, the external climate can still influence interior painting conditions due to factors like humidity and temperature within your home.

Humidity

High humidity levels inside can affect paint drying times and finish quality. Moist Irish weather can increase indoor humidity, especially if the building is not well-ventilated. So, even for interior projects, aiming for drier periods may help in reducing indoor humidity. But with adequate ventilation, interior painting can be successfully undertaken year-round.

Temperature

Ideal painting conditions recommend temperatures above 10°C (50°F), similar to exterior painting guidelines. Most indoor environments can maintain this temperature throughout the year with heating. Paint manufacturers often suggest optimal temperature ranges for their products, typically between 10°C to 25°C (50°F to 77°F).

While drier months might provide better conditions for interior painting by easing the control of indoor temperature and humidity, with appropriate ventilation and heating as well as professional help, interior painting can be carried out throughout the year in Ireland. Ensuring the room is adequately ventilated and at a consistent temperature helps the paint to dry uniformly and achieve a durable finish.

How Do You Plan An Interior Painting Project In Ireland?

Meticulous preparation is the foundation of any exceptional paint job. So, before dipping your brush into the paint, have a well-thought-out plan.

Start by assessing the scope of your project. Which rooms are due for a revamp? How much space are you covering? This initial checklist will frame your budget, letting you gauge the amount of paint and materials needed without unnecessary overspending.

A common pitfall in any home improvement project is underestimating house painting costs. So, gather quotations for supplies and set aside a contingency fund for those unexpected turns.

Beyond the financial aspect, planning informs your aesthetic decisions. Take this moment to ponder the mood and atmosphere you wish to bring into each room. Warm tones may imbue a cosy comfort, while cooler shades can evoke a sense of calm and spaciousness.

Remember, the colours on a chart differ when applied and viewed under natural light, so sample pots are your allies. Testing swatches on walls will help you visualise the outcome and ensure you’re wholeheartedly content with your choice before committing.

Prepping Like A Pro: The Crucial First Steps For Interior Painting In Ireland

Surface preparation is where your project truly begins. Never underestimate the power of a clean and sound surface. Any lingering dust, dirt, or grease can hinder paint adhesion, creating an uneven and patchy finish.

A thorough wash down with sugar soap and a meticulous rinse will ensure a pristine base. Pay close attention to areas around windows and doors, as these are prone to dust and grime buildup.

Once dry, identify imperfections, such as cracks, holes, or uneven surfaces. Use a good-quality filler to address these, allowing ample drying time before sanding smooth.

Keep in mind, attention to detail during prep stages sets the stage for professional-level results.

As for the materials, selecting the right paint and tools is consequential. In Ireland’s damp climate, using paints with anti-mould properties can prevent common moisture-related issues. On the tool front, investing in quality brushes and rollers can make all the difference in application and finish, ensuring your paint goes on smoothly and with minimal fuss.

Choosing The Perfect Paint For Your Home Interiors

Now comes the fun part – selecting the perfect paint to bring your vision to life! But before you get swept away by colour charts, consider the following:

Paint Types Ideal for Interior Painting in Ireland

As mentioned earlier, with dampness being a constant concern, opting for moisture-resistant paints is a wise decision. Also, consider the finish, as this influences both the look and durability of your paint job. Flat or matte finishes beautifully conceal wall irregularities, while glossier finishes are easier to clean but can highlight flaws.

For most living spaces, acrylic eggshell or satin finishes are recommended. Eggshell, offering a low sheen, suits areas with moderate moisture well. On the other hand, satin, with its higher sheen and enhanced scrub resistance, is better suited for high-traffic zones like kitchens and bathrooms.

Interior Colour Schemes

Picking the perfect colour can feel overwhelming. But you can start by considering the natural light in the room. Cooler colours like pale blues and greens work well in rooms with ample sunlight, while warmer tones like creams or light yellows can help brighten a north-facing room.

Don’t be afraid to experiment with colour samples! Paint a small patch on the wall in different hues to see how they look and change throughout the day under natural and artificial light.

Looking for inspiration? According to a recent survey, calming greens and nature-inspired hues are trending in Irish homes. These colours create a sense of tranquillity and reflect the beauty of the Irish landscape. To learn more about house paint colour trends for 2024, click here.

Interior Painting Techniques For A Flawless Finish

When the actual painting begins, technique matters. Rollers are excellent for covering large, flat areas. But the way you load, and roll can affect coverage and texture. Aim for an even coat, working systematically from top to bottom to maintain a ‘wet edge,’ which helps prevent lap marks.

Cutting in requires a skilful hand with a brush to achieve sharp lines where walls meet ceilings or trim. Patience pays off in the professional look of your finish.

Spraying has gained popularity as an alternative to traditional methods, offering a uniform coat in less time. In fact, professional painters in Ireland use this method when painting kitchen cabinets.

However, it is worth mentioning that this method requires specific equipment and a steady hand, not to mention detailed masking to protect surfaces from overspray. Additionally, while brushes and rollers may demand more elbow grease, they afford more control, especially in the hands of novices.

Finishing Touches & Aftercare For Newly Painted Interior Walls

Once the paint job is complete and the excitement to see the final result mounts, remain methodical as you peel away the masking tape. Delicately remove the tape at a 45-degree angle to avoid ripping dried paint from the surface. Also, tackle stray splatters with a damp cloth before they fully cure.

Maintenance of your newly painted walls is not to be overlooked. Proper ventilation during the drying process is pivotal in Ireland’s damp climate, helping to deter mould and ensuring a robust paint finish.

Once everything’s set, regular cleaning and gentle touch-ups will make your walls look pristine longer. Dust and wash walls periodically using a soft, damp cloth and non-abrasive cleaners. Treat high-traffic areas to protect against scuffs and marks. Also, embrace a quick freshen-up now and then to maintain that freshly painted allure.

Know When To Hire Professional Interior Home Painters In Ireland

While the satisfaction of a DIY paint job is undeniable, there are situations where seeking professional help is not only convenient but also cost-effective in the long run. Here are some signs that hiring a qualified residential painter in Ireland might be the best course of action:

Large or Complex Projects

Extensive painting projects involving multiple rooms or high ceilings can be daunting for a DIYer. Hiring experienced residential painters ensures efficient completion and a flawless finish.

Speciality Finishes

Techniques like Venetian plaster, kitchen cabinet respraying or intricate decorative painting require specialised skills and equipment. Professional painters can execute these techniques flawlessly.

Time Constraints

Leading a busy life? Don’t underestimate the time commitment involved in a thorough painting project. Factor in prep work, painting itself, and drying time. Professionals can complete the job efficiently, minimising disruption to your daily routine.

Safety Concerns

If your project involves high ceilings or uneven surfaces, safety becomes a paramount concern. Hiring insured professionals with experience working at heights eliminates these risks.

Peace of Mind

For some, the peace of mind that comes with professional expertise is invaluable. Qualified residential painters in Ireland will use top-quality materials and ensure a long-lasting, high-quality finish, protecting your investment in your home.

In conclusion, a fresh coat of paint is more than just an aesthetic upgrade. It’s an opportunity to breathe new life into your space, reflecting your personality and creating a haven that sparks joy.

As we’ve explained, executing a successful interior painting project in Ireland requires some foresight, mainly due to the unique climatic conditions. By choosing the right time of the year, preparing your surfaces diligently, selecting appropriate paint types, and applying colours with consideration for light and mood, your DIY paint job can yield professional-level results.

Yet, know that painting home interiors is a challenging project. So, if taking on this task feels daunting, remember that it’s more than acceptable to call on the expertise of professional painters. Whether it’s the scale of the project or the quest for perfection that sways you, the investment in professional services can save time, provide safety, and guarantee a durable and satisfying outcome.

Thinking about revamping your home’s look but dread the thought of DIY painting mistakes? Leave it to our team of house painters, known for delivering impeccable results that last! Contact us today on 086 608 1817 to request a free quote for your interior painting project in Ireland.

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30 Windows 10 Tips and Tricks You Need to Know

30 Windows 10 Tips and Tricks You Need to Know. Windows 10 is a versatile and feature-rich operating system that powers millions of devices worldwide. Whether you're a seasoned user or new to the platform, mastering Windows 10 can significantly enhance your productivity and streamline your workflow. In this guide, we'll explore 30 tips and tricks to help you make the most of Windows 10, from customizing the interface to optimizing performance and utilizing productivity-enhancing features. - Start Menu Customization: - Pinning Apps: Pin frequently used apps to the Start Menu for quick access. - Live Tiles: Enable Live Tiles to receive real-time updates from your favorite apps directly on the Start Menu. - Resize and Rearrange: Resize and rearrange tiles to organize your Start Menu efficiently. - Taskbar Tweaks: - Pinning Programs: Pin frequently used programs to the taskbar for easy access. - Task View: Use Task View to switch between open windows and virtual desktops. - Customize Taskbar: Right-click on the taskbar to access customization options such as hiding labels and adjusting icon size. - Virtual Desktops: - Multi-Tasking: Use virtual desktops to organize your workspace and switch between different tasks seamlessly. - Keyboard Shortcuts: Use keyboard shortcuts like Windows key + Ctrl + D to create a new virtual desktop and Windows key + Ctrl + Left/Right arrow to switch between desktops. - File Explorer Tips: - Quick Access: Pin frequently accessed folders to Quick Access for easy navigation. - Ribbon Menu: Use the Ribbon menu in File Explorer to access additional features and commands. - Preview Pane: Enable the Preview Pane to preview file contents without opening them. - Task Manager Tricks: - Performance Monitoring: Use Task Manager to monitor system performance, resource usage, and running processes. - Startup Programs: Manage startup programs to improve boot times and system performance. - Cortana Integration: - Voice Commands: Use Cortana for voice commands and natural language searches. - Personal Assistant: Set reminders, create calendar events, and perform tasks with Cortana's assistance. - Snapping Windows: - Snap Assist: Use Snap Assist to snap windows to the sides of the screen for easy multitasking. - Aero Snap: Drag windows to the top of the screen to maximize them or to the sides to snap them to half the screen. - Action Center: - Notifications: Access notifications and quick actions from the Action Center in the system tray. - Customize Quick Actions: Customize quick actions to include your most frequently used settings and shortcuts. - Night Light: - Reduce Eye Strain: Use Night Light to reduce blue light emissions and minimize eye strain during nighttime use. - Schedule Night Light: Schedule Night Light to turn on automatically at sunset and off at sunrise. - Focus Assist: - Distraction-Free Work: Activate Focus Assist to minimize distractions and interruptions during work hours. - Priority List: Customize Focus Assist settings to allow notifications from priority contacts and apps. - Keyboard Shortcuts: - Efficiency Boost: Familiarize yourself with essential keyboard shortcuts such as Windows key + D to minimize all windows and Windows key + L to lock your PC. - Productivity Tools: Explore additional shortcuts for common tasks like copy, paste, and undo to speed up your workflow. - Clipboard History: - Multi-Clipboard Support: Access Clipboard History to view and paste previously copied items for seamless multitasking. - Sync Across Devices: Sync Clipboard History across multiple devices linked to your Microsoft account for easy access to copied content. - Power and Battery Settings: - Power Plans: Optimize power plans to maximize battery life and system performance. - Battery Saver Mode: Enable Battery Saver mode to conserve battery life when the battery is running low. - Windows Sandbox: - Secure Testing Environment: Use Windows Sandbox to run potentially risky software in an isolated environment without affecting your main system. - Disposable Environment: Reset Windows Sandbox to its default state after each use to ensure a clean and secure testing environment. - Snipping Tool and Snip & Sketch: - Screen Capture: Use the Snipping Tool or Snip & Sketch to capture screenshots and annotate them with highlights, arrows, and text. - Delayed Capture: Use the delay feature to capture screenshots of menus and tooltips. - Night Light: - Reduce Eye Strain: Use Night Light to reduce blue light emissions and minimize eye strain during nighttime use. - Schedule Night Light: Schedule Night Light to turn on automatically at sunset and off at sunrise. - Game Mode Optimization: - Gaming Performance: Activate Game Mode to optimize system resources and prioritize gaming performance for a smoother gaming experience. - Xbox Integration: Use the Xbox Game Bar to access gaming features, capture screenshots, and record gameplay. - Remote Desktop Access: - Remote Desktop Connection: Set up and configure Remote Desktop to access your Windows 10 PC remotely from another device. - Secure Authentication: Ensure secure authentication by configuring Remote Desktop settings to require password authentication or Network Level Authentication (NLA). - Privacy Settings: - Data Privacy: Review and customize privacy settings to control data collection and sharing preferences, including location, camera, microphone, and app permissions. - Privacy Dashboard: Use the Privacy Dashboard to monitor and manage your privacy settings across various Microsoft services and devices. - Network and Sharing Center: - Network Management: Access the Network and Sharing Center to manage network connections, troubleshoot network issues, and set up sharing options. - Homegroup: Create or join a Homegroup to share files, printers, and media with other devices on your network. - Troubleshooting Tools: - Troubleshooters: Use built-in troubleshooters to diagnose and resolve common hardware and software issues. - System Restore: Create system restore points to revert your PC to a previous state in case of system errors or instability. - System Backup and Recovery: - Backup Solutions: Set up system backup solutions to protect your data and recover files in case of accidental deletion or hardware failure. - File History: Use File History to automatically back up your personal files and restore previous versions of files if necessary. - Sync Settings Across Devices: - Microsoft Account Sync: Sync settings, preferences, and app configurations across multiple Windows 10 devices linked to your Microsoft account for a consistent and personalized user experience. - OneDrive Integration: Use OneDrive to sync files and folders across devices and access them from anywhere, on any device. - Multilingual Support: - Language Settings: Customize language and keyboard settings to support multiple languages and input methods for multilingual communication and typing. - Language Packs: Install additional language packs to expand language support and enable spell checking, autocorrect, and language-specific features. - Game Bar and Game DVR: - Capture Gameplay: Use the Game Bar and Game DVR to capture screenshots and record gameplay videos with ease. - Broadcasting: Stream your gameplay live to platforms like Mixer or Twitch directly from the Game Bar. - Windows Defender Security Center: - Antivirus Protection: Use Windows Defender Antivirus to protect your PC against viruses, malware, and other security threats. - Firewall Settings: Customize firewall settings to control inbound and outbound traffic and protect your network from unauthorized access. - Ease of Access Features: - Accessibility Options: Explore built-in accessibility features such as Magnifier, Narrator, and Speech Recognition to customize your Windows 10 experience and make it more accessible for users with diverse needs. - High Contrast Mode: Enable High Contrast Mode to improve visibility and readability by adjusting color contrast and reducing eye strain. - Microsoft Edge Browser: - Tab Management: Organize your browsing experience with features like tab groups, vertical tabs, and collections in Microsoft Edge. - Reading View: Use Reading View to declutter web pages and focus on the main content for a distraction-free reading experience. - Windows Update Settings: - Automatic Updates: Ensure automatic updates are enabled to keep your Windows 10 PC up to date with the latest security patches, bug fixes, and feature updates. - Active Hours: Set active hours to specify the times when you're typically using your PC to prevent automatic restarts during those times. - Feedback and Suggestions: - Windows Feedback Hub: Provide feedback and suggestions to Microsoft through the Feedback Hub app to help shape the future of Windows 10 and improve the user experience. - Insider Program: Join the Windows Insider Program to gain early access to preview builds and upcoming features, and provide feedback to Microsoft developers. Conclusion: By implementing these tips and tricks, you can unlock the full potential of Windows 10 and enhance your productivity and efficiency. Whether you're customizing the interface, optimizing performance, or utilizing built-in features, mastering Windows 10 empowers you to work smarter and get the most out of your PC. Experiment with these tips, explore new features, and tailor your Windows 10 experience to suit your needs and preferences for a seamless and enjoyable computing experience. Read the full article

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What role does natural light play in the design of interior offices?

Natural light is a powerful and often underestimated element in the design of interior offices. It can profoundly impact the atmosphere, well-being, and productivity of employees. In this blog, we'll explore the vital role of natural light in interior office design, emphasizing keywords associated with interior offices design.

1. Employee Well-Being:

Natural light contributes to the overall well-being of employees. Exposure to natural light has been linked to improved mood, reduced stress, and enhanced job satisfaction. It helps create a pleasant and inviting work environment.

2. Health Benefits:

Natural light is essential for maintaining the body's natural circadian rhythm. Exposure to natural light during the day promotes better sleep patterns, alertness, and overall health. An office with ample natural light can help reduce fatigue and increase energy levels.

3. Improved Focus and Productivity:

Studies have shown that employees working in well-lit environments are more focused and productive. Natural light provides a balanced spectrum of light that makes tasks more comfortable and enhances cognitive function.

4. Reduced Energy Costs:

Maximizing natural light can significantly reduce energy costs. By utilizing daylight, organizations can minimize their reliance on artificial lighting during daylight hours, leading to substantial energy savings.

5. Sustainable Practices:

Incorporating natural light aligns with sustainable design practices. Reducing energy consumption not only lowers operating costs but also contributes to the organization's environmental responsibility.

6. Connection to the Outdoors:

Natural light helps connect employees to the outdoor environment. Access to views of nature, even urban landscapes, provides a sense of connection and reduces the feeling of being isolated from the world outside.

7. Mood Enhancement:

Natural light can enhance the mood of employees. Spaces flooded with natural light tend to feel more inviting and cheerful, which positively influences the overall office atmosphere.

8. Design Flexibility:

Natural light offers flexibility in office design. Spaces with abundant natural light can be more versatile, accommodating various activities, such as collaborative meetings, individual work, and relaxation.

9. Design Aesthetics:

Incorporating natural light can be a design feature in itself. Sunlight streaming through windows, skylights, or glass walls can create stunning visual effects and add to the aesthetics of the office.

10. Meeting Sustainability Goals:

Many organizations have sustainability goals and certifications to meet. Maximizing natural light not only helps reduce energy consumption but also aligns with the requirements of green building certifications.

11. Employee Satisfaction:

Satisfied employees are more likely to stay with the organization. Natural light can contribute to employee satisfaction by creating a comfortable, pleasant, and healthy work environment.

12. Collaboration and Creativity:

Natural light promotes collaboration and creativity. Well-lit spaces are more inviting for group discussions, brainstorming, and collaborative tasks. Employees tend to be more creative and innovative in well-lit environments.

13. Reducing the 'Cave Effect':

Dimly lit, windowless offices can create the "cave effect," leading to feelings of confinement and isolation. Natural light combats this effect, making the workspace feel more open and connected.

14. Employee Attraction and Retention:

An office with natural light is often a draw for potential employees. Job seekers are more inclined to join organizations that offer a positive work environment, including access to natural light.

15. Product Presentation:

For organizations involved in retail or product display, natural light can enhance the presentation of products, making them more appealing to customers.

In conclusion, natural light is a cornerstone of interior offices design, offering a multitude of benefits. It positively affects employee well-being, productivity, and creativity, while also supporting sustainability goals. It creates an inviting, flexible, and aesthetically pleasing work environment. Interior offices designers such as Flipspaces prioritize maximizing natural light to create spaces that promote a positive and productive atmosphere for employees while addressing the organization's aesthetic and sustainability objectives.

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SCP-8320 | Overhaul

MASTER LIST

Content Warning: Manipulation, Mental Breakdown, Suicide Baiting Mentioned, Violence Referenced, Daruma Ujiko & All For One's Insistence on Being Involved

== LEVEL 5 CLEARANCE REQUIRED ==

Access Granted

SCP-8320

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Item #: SCP-8320

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-8320 is to be kept in a high security containment locker. At least one (1) Level 3 faculty member is to be present when gaining access to the subject. Mobile Task Force Sigma-10 “Vanguard” is to be on stand-by during any testing and hyper vigilant. Any D-Class personnel that successfully come into contact with SCP-8320 are to be killed immediately following testing. 

UPDATE ████/██/██

SCP-8320-1 is to be kept in a modified standard humanoid containment chamber. Modifications include a double sealed interlocking high security door system, removal of viewing windows, and cameras hidden throughout the entire chamber protected behind two layers of tempered glass. At least two (2) MTF members, on rotating shifts, are to be posted outside of SCP-8320-1’s containment at all times.

All food, delivered three times a day on a randomized schedule, is to be delivered alongside two (2) additional MTF members. MTF members are to hold SCP-8320-1 at gunpoint with vigilance until the door has been properly sealed again. No verbal contact is to be made with SCP-8320-1 during these situations. 

No personnel are allowed to interact with SCP-8320-1 unless under direct order from Site Director Ujiko. No outside information is to be given to SCP-8320-1 for any reason. All researchers that come into contact with SCP-8320-1 are to be put under an immediate psychological evaluation. Any personnel found not complying with strict instructions regarding SCP-8320-1 are to be met with immediate termination. 

Description: SCP-8320 is a sentient deep maroon colored leather corax styled bird-like beak mask, similar to 17th century plague doctors. Targets that come within 3m of the subject feel an immediate draw that pulls them towards SCP-8320, during which they are hit with a strong scent of Mentha × Piperita (Peppermint) and Dianthus Caryophyllus (Carnation). When targets place SCP-8320 onto their face, the subject immediately fuses itself with them. It overhauls the target's DNA, as it begins affecting their biology until it’s satisfied. SCP-8320 can only be removed two ways: by will of SCP-8320 itself or after the target has died, which forces the subject to eject itself from its host.

SCP-8320 has the ability to possess the target that is wearing it, taking full control over them. SCP-8320 speaks with its host's voice, proving to be highly intelligent and manipulative in its attempts to escape containment. Tests conducted on D-Class personnel have proved that the targets remain alive, with active brain waves, but with additional anomalous activity. SCP-8320 has proven selective in trying to find a host, as it has killed over ██ D-Class personnel by convincing them to kill themselves. 

All personnel tasked with placing SCP-8320 back into its containment are to equip themselves with Grade-█ hazmat suits before approaching the subject. SCP-8320 is to be sanitized and thoroughly disinfected before being returned to its containment. Appropriate cleaning crew is to be alerted to the testing area to clean all biohazardous mess made following removal of D-Class personnel.

 

UPDATE ████/██/██

SCP-8320-1 is a fused anomalous male humanoid, with two (2) sets of arms and a bulkier muscular stature. SCP-8320-1, using its host, formerly known as Dr. Kai Chisaki, had taken biological material from another researcher, Dr. Shin Nemoto to alter itself into its current form. Dr. Chisaki was a prominent researcher for Site ██, involved in multiple SCPs, who had become possessed by SCP-8320. Dr. Chisaki had requested to become the Lead Researcher for SCP-8320, where he became obsessed with investigating the subject before being drawn into putting it on. SCP-8320 and Dr. Chisaki has a constant battle of wills as he is seen frequently, following incident 8320.2, appearing to fight for control of his own body. After a difficult battle Dr. Chisaki can regain control over his body; he appears to retain no memory of what SCP-8320 has made him do. 

Addendum 8320-01: Request to Site Director Ujiko

Date: ████/██/██

Request to Site Director Daruma Ujiko

Request To: Dr. Daruma Ujiko - Site ██ Director 

Request From: Dr. Kai Chisaki - Site ██ Researcher

Request Subject: Request to be Lead Researcher for SCP-8320. I have attached my paper detailing research I’ve encountered that has proved beneficial in learning more about the subject. I would like to continue working on the subject without the restrictions that Lead Researcher ██████ is placing on me. 

ATTACHMENT:

[████/██/██_Research_SCP-8320.DOC]

Request Response: ACCEPTED 

Request Conditions: Starting ██/██, you will become the Lead Researcher for SCP-8320. Excellent work you’ve done, Dr. Chisaki. I’m excited to see where your future research leads us.

Addendum 8320-02: ████/██/██ Incident

Incident Report 8320.1

DATE: ████/██/██

LOCATION: [DATA EXPUNGED]

Mobile Task Force Sigma-10 (“Vanguard”) was requested to testing room #██ by order of Lead Researcher Chisaki. MTF members were ordered to kill D-█████, following anomalous activity during testing. D-█████ began becoming frantic before having a psychological breakdown. D-█████ was killed and the appropriate cleaning crew was alerted to clean the testing room. Personnel had SCP-8320 thoroughly disinfected by orders of Lead Researcher Chisaki and placed it back into its containment. 

Addendum 8320-03: CCTV Footage

Date: ████/██/██

Note: CCTV Footage taken from testing room #██. Footage is from 07:24am until 07:32am when incident 8320.1 occurred.

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[BEGIN LOG]

[07:24am]: [D-█████ has their hands held against their head, expressing panic and muttering to themselves.]

[07:24am]: Dr. Chisaki: (over intercoms) What’s going on? Is something happening?

[07:25am]: D-█████: Please, please, please...I jus-...N-No I haven’t done anything. (sobbing)

[07:25am]: Dr. Chisaki: (over intercoms) What’s happening, D-█████? Why did 8320 give you control back?

[07:26am]: [D-█████ looks up towards the intercom and cameras set up in the testing room, appearing wide-eyed and horrified. D-█████ backs up quickly, slamming themselves into the corner before sliding down the wall as they try to pull and pry the mask off.]

[07:26am]: D-█████: Get it off me, GET IT- (screams)

[07:26am]: [D-█████ screams in agony as their skin morphs around SCP-8320 as it becomes more fused to their face. D-█████ tries unsuccessfully to get the mask off.] 

[07:27am]: D-█████: (panicked) I-It..It won’t come off. I-I can’t get it off. 

[07:27am]: [D-█████ looks up towards the cameras, tears coming from their eyes.]

[07:28am]: D-█████: (whispered) It’s...it’s trying to get rid of m-

[07:28am]: {D-█████ slaps their hands over their ears suddenly as they begin muttering to themselves.]

[07:28am]: D-█████: (whispered and panicked) Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up…

[07:29am]: Dr. Chisaki: (over intercoms)8320, present yourself. If you explain what went wrong I’ll remove D-█████ as your host.

[07:29am]: [D-█████ stops muttering abruptly before slowly lowering their hands from their ears. They lift their head to look directly into the camera.]

[07:29am]: D-█████: You never let me have any fun, Doctor Chisaki. I like toying with my hosts from time to time, especially when they annoy me.

[07:30am]: Dr. Chisaki: (over intercoms) Annoy you? Would you care to elaborate on that?

[07:30am}: D-█████: You have me trying out such simple and disgusting people as potential hosts. Which I know you're not going to permit me to keep. Everyone would rather I stay locked up in a box than actually be useful. Both you and I know that you’re far more fascinated in seeing my full potential, which can’t be done with these mind-numbing tests. Why don’t you try me on.

[07:30am]: Dr. Chisaki: (over intercoms) That’s against protocol, besides based on my research you’ve done nothing but try and kill your hosts. It’d be a disservice to allow my skills to go to waste just to humor you.

[07:31am]: D-█████: Have some faith in yourself, Doctor. I think highly of some of this facility’s researchers. I want only the best, those I consider clean, to be my host. You researchers hold yourself to the highest caliber, strictly following every order and protocol. You denying my request only proves my point further. Unless any other researchers would fare better.

[07:31am]: [D-█████ glances around at each camera in the testing room.]

[07:31am]: Dr. Chisaki: (over intercoms) We’re done for today, 8320. Either release D-█████ or I’ll send in Vanguard to dispose of them. Your choice.

[07:32am]: D-█████: I appreciate your thoughtfulness in letting me choose, Dr. Chisaki. However, because you denied my request you’re going to have to do the legwork yourself.

[07:32am]: [D-█████ drops to the ground before looking around confused. They reach their hands up to touch their face, fear spreading across their face when they notice the mask is still attached. D-█████ shrinks back down into a fetal position as they begin to cry loudly. Dr. Chisaki is heard calling for Mobile Task Force Sigma-10 (“Vanguard”) to come dispose of D-█████.]

[END LOG]

Addendum 8320-03: Request to Site Director Ujiko

Date: ████/██/██

Request to Site Director Daruma Ujiko

Request To: Dr. Daruma Ujiko - Site ██ Director 

Request From: Dr. Kai Chisaki - SCP-8320 Lead Researcher

Request Subject: Request for a researcher to be allowed to test SCP-8320. I’ve been monitoring SCP-8320’s progress with potential hosts and I think it’d prove beneficial in testing someone it deems “worthy enough” to further investigate the subject's potential. I have attached a list of potential researchers, along with my notes, that could prove good candidates.

ATTACHMENT:

[Proposal & Candidate List_SCP-8320.DOC]

Request Response: PARTIALLY ACCEPTED 

Request Conditions: ██:██am, ██/██. I expect to see you in my office so we can discuss this more in person. I’d like your thoughts on a few different candidates.

Addendum 8320-04: Attachment of tests performed with SCP-8320

SUBJECT: SCP-8320 & Dr. Shin Nemoto

SUMMARY: Dr. Nemoto was instructed to enter testing room #██ and slowly approach SCP-8320. Dr. Nemoto was then instructed to put SCP-8320 on if he felt an urge to do so.

RESULT: Dr. Nemoto appeared to be forcing himself to walk slowly towards SCP-8320, which soon after he placed onto his face. Dr. Nemoto stayed motionless for a few moments before turning around to face one of the cameras as SCP-8320 had greeted Dr. Chisaki. After a brief conversation, SCP-8320 gave Dr. Nemoto control over his body again. Dr. Nemoto appeared excited as he examined the subject, and seemed happy when answering Dr. Chisaki’s questions. When asked if SCP-8320 was causing the Euphoria that the subject was experiencing, Dr. Nemoto explained that he just felt pride in being able to serve the facility with such a rare privilege. SCP-8320 took control back, telling Dr. Chisaki that he liked using Dr. Nemoto and that it will “behave” if it can be allowed to have these types of occurrences happen again. Dr. Nemoto was given back control as SCP-8320 had fallen off of his face.

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RESEARCHER NOTES: Dr. Nemoto seems to be eager to go into testing again with SCP-8320, but I suppose that’s a good thing considering all the other researchers seemed hesitant with the idea. SCP-8320 seems to like having him as a host. Another test should be granted to provide further insight, this time with me inside the room.

SUBJECT: SCP-8320, Dr. Shin Nemoto, & Dr. Kai Chisaki

SUMMARY: Dr. Chiskai was set up at an interview table inside of testing room #██, wearing a Grade-█ hazmat suit. Dr. Nemoto was instructed to enter testing room #██ and approach SCP-8320. Dr. Nemoto was then instructed to put SCP-8320 on his face.

RESULT: Dr. Nemoto placed SCP-8320 onto his face. Dr. Nemoto stayed motionless for a few moments before turning around to face Dr. Chisaki, where it slowly walked up to the desk. SCP-8320 thanked Dr. Chisaki for the chance to be in a host that it deemed cleaner than the D-Class it usually got. SCP-8320 questioned the need for Dr. Chisaki to be in a hazmat suit as he was under no threat, explaining that the lure it does wouldn’t have affected him. When Dr. Chisaki questioned what it meant by that, SCP-8320 explained that it wouldn’t have ruined his testing. [DATA EXPUNGED]. Dr. Chisaki thanked SCP-8320 for its cooperation, stating that the testing was complete. SCP-8320 gave Dr. Nemoto back control of his body, showing the same excitement from before when he noticed SCP-8320, which had fallen off of his face. Dr. Nemoto was ecstatic when asking Dr. Chisaki if he needed any more testing done for SCP-8320. 

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RESEARCHER NOTES: These tests are proving quite informative, but troublesome. Dr. Nemoto has proved a great help. I feel like SCP-8320 is trying to manipulate me into putting it on. Site Director Ujiko seems to hold faith in my abilities and I trust his judgment. 

Addendum 8320-05: ████/██/██ Incident

Incident Report 8320.2

DATE: ████/██/██

LOCATION: [DATA EXPUNGED]

Mobile Task Force Sigma-10 (“Vanguard”) was alerted to a casualty event, centering on SCP-8320’s enclosure that led into a mass breakout of multiple SCPs led by SCP-8320-1. SCP-8320-1’s former self, Dr. Chisaki, had stolen the subject and used it to incite a mass containment breach. This was a premeditated action as the security system was shut down, making it increasingly difficult for MTF members to detain all escaped SCPs released by or as a result of, SCP-8320-1. Dr. Chisaki had used his influence and trust built with multiple SCPs to help aid him in his escape plan. The SCPs/persons personally released and recruited by SCP-8320-1 are as follows:

D-13866 (Using SCP-8111)

SCP-8222

SCP-8313

SCP-8333

SCP-8510

SCP-8666

SCP-8777-1

D-13870 (Using SCP-8888)

Due to the threat that SCP-8320-1 possessed, reinforcements had to be called in, prompting additional support from Mobile Task Force █████-██ (“██████”). It took over five (5) hours to fully secure SCP-8320-1 and most of his associates, due to the heavy protection he was being given. SCP-8320-1, formerly known as Dr. Chisaki, was personally responsible for the death of over fifty (50) personnel including ten (10) researchers and twenty (20) MTF members. The subject and his associates were responsible for the death of over one-hundred and ten (110) personnel including twenty-three (23) researchers, sixty-six (66) MTF members, and thirty-seven (37) D-Class personnel. Multiple new protocols and rules had to be implemented following the capture of all escaped SCPs, including SCP-8320-1, once the incident was fully resolved. A re-evaluation of all remaining personnel, including MTF members was conducted.

Addendum 8320-06: Notes regarding incident 8320.2

After reviewing footage from back-up cameras throughout the facility as well as evidence collected from Vanguard member, Deidoro Sakaki, this was a plan that Dr. Chisaki had been building for over six (6) months. After gaining access to Dr. Chisaki’s notes, the approximate date seems to be ████/██/██. Dr. Chisaki had kept tabs on specific SCPs, making sure to maintain trust with them in the event of a mass breakout to aid him with the promise of better things once they escaped. He seemed to want to continue research with various SCPs, including SCP-8320, without the limitation put on him by the facility. He had made various notes on the security system in the facility as well as made contact with a Mobile Task Force Sigma-10 (“Vanguard”) member, Deidoro Sakaki, to help him have access to an inside man. Sakaki had aided Dr. Chisaki in preventing MTF members from being able to find their approximate location by diverting their attention elsewhere. The only saving grace that we had in this mass breakout incident was that the reinforcements had arrived quickly enough to help handle all the escapees along with Site Director Ujiko being able to access the security systems in time to prevent SCP-8320-1 and his associates from escaping the facility.

WARNING: THE FOLLOWING SECTION IS LEVEL 6/8320 CLASSIFIED

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ANY ATTEMPT TO ACCESS THIS SECTION WITHOUT LEVEL 6/8320 AUTHORIZATION WILL BE LOGGED AND WILL LEAD TO IMMEDIATE TERMINATION.

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Addendum 8320-07: Dr. Kai Chisaki’s Personnel File

Name:  Dr. Kai Chisaki

Security Clearance: Level 3

Education: Doctorate Degree in Molecular Biology (Ph.D), Masters Degree in Human Evolutionary Biology (M.S.), Masters Degree in Molecular Medicine (M.S.), and a Bachelor’s Degree in Biopsychology (B.S.).   

Specialization:  SCP Research & Containment Procedures

Site of Operations: Site-██

Profile: Dr. Kai Chisaki was a highly respected researcher for multiple SCPs, being granted high esteem from Site Director Ujiko as well as various Council members. He provided several breakthroughs on SCPs located at Site-██, gaining a reputation for himself in a manner of months working at the facility. Dr. Chisaki gained the reputation as assertive after providing multiple out-of-the-box discoveries, which often went against the SCPs Lead Researcher’s request. However due to the fact that Dr. Chisaki often supplied breakthrough information, and any disciplinary actions were waved off by Site Director Ujiko. 

History: Dr. Kai Chisaki was born in ████/██/██ in ████ █████, Japan. Dr. Chisaki studied Molecular Biology and Molecular Medicine at [DATA EXPUNGED] University before studying Human Evolutionary Biology and Biopsychology at [DATA EXPUNGED] University. Dr. Chisaki had graduated from both [DATA EXPUNGED] and [DATA EXPUNGED] University early, being at the top of his class throughout his entire schooling. Only one (1) month after receiving his final degree he was brought into the Foundation on ████/██/██ after being hired by Site-██ Director Daruma Ujiko himself. Dr. Chisaki’s first assignment was working alongside Site Director Ujiko on SCP-9404. Dr. Chisaki worked at Site-██ for roughly ██ before incident 8320.2 occured, which was premeditated. He had devised a plan to smuggle out multiple SCPs, SCP-8320 being the main target, with the goal of attempting to continue research without “limitations”. Dr. Chisaki is currently under the effects of SCP-8320, now being referred to as SCP-8320-1, and is under close observation by Site Director Ujiko.

SCP’s cataloged by Dr. Chisaki

SCP-9404

SCP-9118

SCP-███

SCP-████

SCP-8222

SCP-8510

SCP-8313

SCP-8333

Documents authored by Dr. Chisaki

Addendum 9404-03

Addendum 9404-08

Addendum 9118-03

Addendum ███-██

Addendum ███-██

Addendum ███-██

Addendum 8510-07

Addendum 8313-01

Addendum 8333-03

Addendum 8320-08: Email sent between Site Director Daruma Ujiko and Council Member [DATA EXPUNGED] Shigaraki

DATE: ████/██/██

FROM: Daruma Ujiko <Redacted>

TO: [DATA EXPUNGED] Shigaraki <Redacted>

SUBJECT: Dr. Kai Chisaki and Incident 8320.2

I must say that the research provided fascinating insight into Dr. Chisaki’s psyche as well as SCP-8320. It did prove tiring trying to keep everyone at bay with their concerns regarding Dr. Chisaki. It is as you said, the facility could use a good round of house cleaning. Such a shame that SCP-9404 or SCP-9118 weren’t picked to join in on the fun. Perhaps in the future we can find a way to string together and manipulate another containment breach. Looking forward to your ideas.

- Daruma Ujiko

Addendum 8320-09: Dr. Chisaki’s Notes on SCP’s Involved in Incident 8320.2

 

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[andatsea]

XP-Pen Artist Pro 24 Review

I drew this with an XP-Pen Artist Pro 24, which the team at XP-Pen kindly sent to me for review. I’ve had to opportunity to use this tablet on-and-off over the course of the past several weeks, and while there were a few issues my overall impression is positive.

Unboxing / Contents

Apart from the 24” display tablet itself, the package comes with the usual cabling peripherals, plus some bonus extras. If your machine supports a USB-C connection for display, you’ll only need the one cable (plus the power connection). Otherwise, there’s a HDMI and a USB-C to USB converter included as well.

The extras include: an additional stylus, a one-size-fits-all artist’s glove, and a microfiber cloth.

The container for the stylus twists open to reveal 8 extra stylus nibs. Its cap can also be removed to use as a stylus holder.

Driver (Installation & General Use)

There were a few issues with installation, mostly tied to interactions between the driver, Windows 10 and Windows Ink.

Initially, brush strokes were offset from the stylus’ point of contact with the screen by about 3-4 centimetres when attempting to draw in Photoshop CS6. Random straight strokes also occurred frequently. This same problem did not occur in MS Paint or Photoshop CC 2019. This was fixed by changing the UI scaling setting for the monitor in Windows settings from 125% (which was apparently the default) to 100%.

Initially, brush strokes had no pen pressure in Photoshop CC 2019. Photoshop CS6, on the other hand, did (but suffered from the previous offset problem). This was fixed by turning on the Windows Ink setting in the XP-Pen driver menu. So in other words: CC 2019 needs Windows Ink on to recognise pen pressure, while CS6 didn’t, but was affected by UI scaling.

Interestingly, if Windows Task Manager was in focus and Windows Ink was not enabled in driver settings, stylus input was not recognised at all. There may be other programs that have this issue, but this was the only one I encountered so far.

I will say that I’ve had many problems with Wacom drivers interacting badly with Windows Ink and other things in the past before, so these types of issues are not exclusive to the XP-Pen drivers.

I’m currently using driver version 3.0.5, a beta build that has a lovely UI; it’s clear and laid out well. I did also try version 1.6.4 initially, which was fine — the UI for that version was similar to the layout you find with Wacom drivers.

Apart from the issues during installation that required troubleshooting, I haven’t had many major complaints with the driver in day-to-day use, I do think that there are a few areas for improvement, however.

The driver stops working correctly each time the computer is set to sleep and woken up again. To fix this the driver must be exited from the system tray and then relaunched.

There also doesn’t seem to be a way to bind WIN+SHIFT+ARROW to any of the express keys. WIN+SHIFT+ARROW (left or right arrow) is the Windows shortcut to quickly move a focused window to another monitor, so it’s something I use a lot if I’m on a multi-monitor setup. Unfortunately, attempting to set this shortcut in the express keys menu will simply move the actual driver window over to the other monitor while the custom input is not properly recognised in the text field.

The driver does offer a “switch monitor” option for the express keys that when clicked will transfer your stylus input to another monitor, which is extremely useful.

Screen

At 24” with a 2560x1440p QHD resolution, images are sharp and crisp even when viewed from a close range while drawing. Genuinely, it feels great to paint on based off this aspect alone.

The colour temperature is set to 6500K by default in the the driver settings. I think initially it felt just a touch too saturated, but overall I’m fairly happy with the colour display.

The monitor has touch-sensitive inputs on the top right corner: a -/+ for quickly adjusting the brightness, a menu for further settings, and power. I found myself using these to adjust the brightness throughout the day frequently. The power input requires a few seconds of continued contact from your finger to react, which prevents you from accidentally brushing it and turning the monitor on/off.

The monitor comes with a built-in stand. I found it easy to adjust to different viewing angles and also incredibly sturdy. I had no problems leaning on the monitor while drawing.

The monitor also comes with a pre-applied anti-glare screen protector. I wasn’t bothered by it and it seems to be holding out well after several weeks of use. I think the screen itself definitely needs the additional anti-glare, as being a display tablet means that it’s significantly more reflective than my main display.

Stylus

My first impression of the stylus was that it’s lighter in comparison to the Wacom styluses that I’m used to — there is very little to no weighting on the back end of the stylus, which makes it feel noticeably different when gripped. To be honest, though, I forgot about it when I was actually painting. Still, I would prefer a bit more weighting because I do think it makes the stylus more comfortable to hold overall for long periods of time.

There’s also no eraser nib, but I’ve personally never used those on Wacom tablets (I always use shortcuts to switch between brush and eraser instead) so this was a non-issue for me.

The two shortcut buttons on the side of the stylus sit quite flat to the surface, so I think they would be less likely to bother people who don’t use them. I use them a lot, however, and found that they were still easy to click despite being quite flat.

Unfortunately however I ran into a curious issue with using one of the stylus buttons to activate the eyedropper tool. When the “alt” key is mapped to one of the triggers on the stylus, activation of the eyedropper function in Photoshop (tested in both CS6 and CC 2019) is somewhat unreliable. That is, when the “alt” key is held down, the expected result is that once you tap the stylus on the canvas, a “mouse-click” will be triggered and the eyedropper will activate. While this works perfectly fine if you hold down “alt” from the keyboard (or hold down an “alt” that’s bound to one of the 20 express keys), when you hold “alt” from a stylus trigger I found that tapping quickly with the stylus only seemed to activate the eyedropper about 50% of the time. In order to activate it more reliably, I had to press harder and longer with the stylus, which can become tiring and slowed down my painting process. I also found that frequently, pressing down longer would lock me into the eyedropping function until I clicked the trigger key again.

After submitting feedback about this XP-Pen’s R&D department, I was informed that this issue occurs because the stylus is only able to send one message to the tablet at a time. Pressing “alt” on the stylus and trying to “click” at the same time counts as two messages, which may interact with each other unexpectedly. This is why it sometimes works and sometimes doesn’t.

The buttons seem to otherwise work completely fine for any other functions that don’t require the stylus to send two simultaneous messages, so unless you’re like me and like to bind “alt” to a stylus trigger, this won’t affect you.

Pen Pressure & Activation Force

Most current-gen tablets flash a big number for the pen pressure levels as a selling point. Having used tablets with 512, 2k, 4k and 8k levels of pressure sensitivity, I’d say I noticed the biggest difference when switching from 512 to 2k, but in my opinion beyond 2k the change is minimal and has no real impact on the way I draw. The XP-Pen Artist Pro 24 comes with 8192 levels of sensitivty, which is a very big number, but in practical application all I can say is that it works the way I expect it to and I don’t have any complaints regarding the transition between pressure levels on the default linear pressure curve.

More importantly I did notice that the IAF (initial activation force) was not as low as I would have liked. Very light input is not recognised, or only partially recognised before dropping off and on again. In a practical sense this doesn’t actually impact me through most of (perhaps 97%) of the painting process, but it did give me pause once in a while when I wanted to make a really light stroke and had to adjust my method. The drivers for this tablet do come with a pressure curve you can adjust to your preferences, so this can help a little, although after some tests I preferred to leave mine on the default setting.

Summary of Drawing Experience (tl;dr)

I think the mark of a good tool or piece of hardware is that it does not draw attention to itself during the course of its use. An ideal drawing experience allows me to be fully immersed in the act of drawing without having my focus shifted to dealing with the tool. With this in mind the XP-Pen Artist Pro performed very well for the most part, but was held back by a couple of issues.

Pros:

The monitor resolution honestly feels great to look at; the pixel density means that I can basically forget about pixels even with my face positioned closer to the screen.

The parallax between the tip of the stylus and the actual position of input was very minimal and basically not noticeable for me, especially after the simple calibration process offered by the driver.

At normal room temperature (say up to about mid-20’s celsius) the monitor screen stays impressively cool to the touch and I was never bothered by resting my drawing hand on its surface even when painting for long sessions.

The 20 express keys and 2 roller rings are extremely helpful and I actually found myself using all of them, despite initially thinking that I’d only need half of them. The keys are also comfortable and responsive to click (which sounds like it should obviously be so, but having used some Intuos iterations in the past which had some very annoying-to-click express keys, I don’t take this feature for granted anymore).

Cons:

The driver needs to be restarted everytime the computer wakes from sleep in order to work.

Higher IAF was noticeable when very light strokes were desirable. Also, the input will on rare occasions glitch by performing a completely straight max opacity + max brush size stroke. This seemed to happen primarily when I was trying to get light strokes to register. (It didn’t happen often enough to bother me much since it’s just a quick undo, but it did happen enough times that I noticed it.)

The issue with eyedropping using “alt” mapped to a stylus trigger as detailed above. Quite unlucky for someone like me who has over a decade of muscle memory for this particular mapping.

Overall, as I said at the beginning, my impression of the tablet is positive. While I think it has room for improvement when it comes to driver performance and the initial activation force especially, it also has a lot to offer at a highly competitive price point ($900USD at retail), and it would’ve been amazing if something like this had been available to me back when I first started digital painting. As I do enjoy using it for the most part I’ll probably continue to use it on-and-off in future.

[cinebration]

Written in DNA (Booker x Reader) [Part 4]

Booker asks the question that keeps bothering him.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Epilogue

Tagged: @lucy-sky​, @city-of-weird​

Warnings: none

Gif Source: boydswan

The stolen truck you had lifted from the parking lot needed new shocks. Booker’s teeth rattled in his skull every time you hit the slightest of bumps.

The three cups of coffee he had drunk were finally starting to work. The fog in his head began to clear, though with it the Thirst began. He looked longingly out the window at every liquor and grocery store you passed.

He didn’t feel right. At first he thought it was withdrawal, but the more it persisted, the more convinced he was it couldn’t be that. No, it had to do with this whole situation.

He needed answers.

“So…how did you become…?” Booker gestured vaguely in your direction.

“Would you believe me if I said I was a mutant like the X-Men?”

“Who?”

“You don’t know who the—never mind.” You sighed. “If only.”

“So?” he promoted.

“Oh, you know, the usual. It’s a month before graduation, and the G-men come knocking, saying, ‘Hey, kid, wanna be part of R&D? Doesn’t matter that you got a useless degree. We sure could use ya!’”

Booker frowned. “That didn’t sound strange to you?”

“Oh, for sure it did. But I said yes anyway.”

“Why?”

Your fingers tightened on the steering wheel. “I was scared shitless, you know? What was I gonna do after college? My friends were already on the fast track for greatness. I was the one who didn’t know what to do. Was I supposed to go back to my hometown and die? No, thanks.”

“What about your family?”

“Do you really think they’d recruit people who had families? There was an eighty-percent chance I’d die. No, they went after the ones without a herd. Easy prey.”

“What did they do to you?”

“You ever seen the Bourne trilogy? You know, Jason Bourne? Matt Damon? Although, I guess it’s more like The Bourne Legacy.”

He shook his head.

Sighing again, you raked a hand through your hair. “So, you take a normal human, and you break them, and you rebuild them.”

“Like any soldier.”

“Yes, but this time, it comes with gene therapy. Cell regeneration, faster reflexes, sharper mind. Building a human tank: faster, stronger, harder…” You swallowed thickly, the muscle in your jaw flexing. “I used to be shorter. They broke my legs and made me grow back taller.”

“Super soldiers,” Booker realized.

“That was just the first three years. Then came the training. The conditioning. Not just the body.”

Booker glanced at your profile. A haunted look crossed over your face. “What does that mean?”

“Where are the others?”

He blinked. “What?”

“The other immortals.”

Flinching, Booker looked away, slipped down a fraction in his seat. “I don’t know.”

“And the person who sent you?”

“I…don’t know.”

“You’re helpful. So where the hell do we go?”

He wanted to go home, but he kept his mouth shut. He could feel the pull of grief and shame dragging on him, trying to submerge him in dark waters.

“Do you know someone who makes passports?”

Booker nodded.

“Well?”

“I can,” he muttered.

“Good. We’ll get the equipment you need, then.” The note of finality in your voice brooked no argument.

Booker looked out the window, glimpsed a reflection of himself in the side-view mirror.

“RadioShack is dead, right?” you asked.

He wearily rubbed his face. What am I doing?

~~

Booker hadn’t spent much time in America. Problems were different there than the ones Andy had tackled in Europe and elsewhere. It didn’t help that in recent years, America had become one of the most surveilled countries in the world, in which its own people had their privacy violated without their knowledge—or sometimes with their knowledge.

Understandably, the team had avoided the country. As such, Booker had no stashes, no safe houses.

No tools. No contacts.

This didn’t seem to faze you, however. It felt strange, the confidence you seemed to have in him when he hadn’t earned it. The last people who had trusted him implicitly…

Veering away from that pit of despair, he focused on the task at hand. After you saw a nearby Target, he had entered and picked up what he needed from the electronics section.

You had insisted on driving through two more towns before finding a motel for the night, giving him plenty of time to solve the problem of the forged passport. He had brought two with him, one for entering the country and another for leaving. The one he had used to arrive at JFK could be repurposed for yours, with the only problem being that he would have to replace the identification page.

He churned the problem around for two hours.

“Are you sure you can even leave the country?” he asked.

“No,” you answered immediately. “I’m sure they’ve issued my photo everywhere.”

“Then a passport is useless.”

“Not necessarily.” You shrugged. “Worst-case scenario, I stowaway on a cargo ship. Or steal a seaworthy one.”

Booker watched you cycle through that idea, your head cocking slightly as you ran through the possibilities.

“Maybe I should do that first,” you murmured.

Pulling into a motel parking lot, you sent Booker in to rent a room overnight.

“We’ve only got a single,” the lady at the desk said.

Booker sighed. “Okay.” He paid in cash.

“Room eight,” he directed you. He walked over to the room as you nosed the car over, grateful to stretch his legs.

He paused in the middle of the parking lot and looked up at the sky. Sunlight streaked the clouds scuttling across the darkening heavens. The smell of incoming rain tickled his nose, a moist breeze toying with his hair.

A beautiful day, if he really cared.

The key slipped from his hand. He flinched in surprise. “How do you do that?”

“I’m part cat,” you quipped, brandishing the key.

“You’re joking.”

“Am I?”

He stared, shook his head. “Yes?”

Your laughter spilled out of the room as you disappeared inside.

[wendystales]

Memories - lrh (Chapter Eighteen)

Memories (also on Wattpad)

Chapter Seventeen ※ ※ ※ ※ ※ Chapter Nineteen

I remember the first time I really wanted to see New York. I must have been about 12 years old and was watching a random episode of Friends that was on TV. I saw those flashes of the city between one scene and another, and I thought it was amazing, the great stone jungle.

When I turned 16, my dad gifted me with a trip to New York, not because it was my favorite place in the world, but because it was on sale. There were 10 days where the only time I stopped to rest was bedtime. We went to almost every tourist spot, took thousands of photos and it was definitely one of the best trips I've ever been on.

Now, the city that I once wanted to know and live in, like the characters in Friends, felt like a prison. I wasn't there of my own free will or for a truly irrefutable proposal. I was there out of fear and passion, the most dangerous mixture.

I believe that at some point, a few months from now, I'm going to start loving New York, but right now, I can only feel contempt.

I pass through the arrivals gate, looking at those millions of unfamiliar faces, waiting for someone. I'm looking for a sign with my name or the logo of the Hastings Agency.

I find my name in the hands of a boy a little taller than me. Dark hair and fair skin, he needs sun. In an impeccable suit, but fumbling with his cell phone and notepad.

I approach slowly, able to hear his voice, replaying a million things. He said something about waiting for me to arrive and taking me to the hotel. Something about treating me kindly and not asking questions. I stop in front of him with a sympathetic smile, watching him widen his eyes and quickly turn off his cell phone.

“Miss McGonagall, welcome to New York.” he takes my hand, squeezing it and shaking it quickly. “I'm Edward. I will be responsible for your schedule.” I can't control the smile, noticing him nervousness. In other words, he was my Noah.

“Hi! Yeah, you can call me Marnie, that's fine. I prefer, actually.”

“Oh! Of course.” his cheeks turn pink. “Well, I'll drop you off at the hotel to rest and tomorrow at 8:00 am you should be at Valentino's studio for the rehearsal of the new bag collection. At 2:45 pm you should already be at Chanel's studio, they want to take your measurements and do some color and fabric tests for the fashion show at the end of the month. Then, at 5:00 pm, you will participate in the E! podcast, and I believe that after that you will be free for the rest of the day.” he passes it on to me as we head out of the airport.

“OK!” that's all I have to say.

“Sorry if I'm being nosy, but were you the one who required a lot of work for the next two months? I mean, you have a really busy schedule. If you don't want something, I can try to help.” he flips through the calendar while we wait for a car.

“No! It's OK. I was the one who asked. I was down for a while and I need to get back to work.” I give a slight smile, debating. "Hm, was the doctor I asked for by any chance be marked?"

“Yes! Wednesday at 3pm.” he smiles proudly, making me smile too. Edward seems like a nice guy.

We got into a silver car and went to the hotel. Along the way, Edward answers a few calls, closing in on his tasks. I seize the moment and close myself in my own world. I get my cell phone, turning it on and seeing that tsunami of people looking for me. Missed calls, messages, dm on twitter and instagram, everyone looking for me, but not him.

I lock my cell phone, trying to focus my mind on the new beginning I sought for myself. I admire the city through the car window, trying to find a piece of home there. I feel the phone vibrate in my lap with Kyleen's name, but I just decline the call. In seconds, the screen lights up again and several messages come in, I believe they are hers, but I don't even bother to look. I have no courage.

The car stops in front of the Intercontinental, and just like that, Edward jumps out of the car.

“Your loft, unfortunately, is not ready yet. So you're going to have to stay here for a few days.” he explains, heading towards the reception desk.

I stand behind him, taking in the details of the hotel. Before long, I'm entering a room on the 14th floor, with a beautiful view of the city. The bags are left in the small room before the bedroom.

I smile at my new “Noah” showing that everything is perfect.

“Good! I'll let you rest for tomorrow. Anything, these are my phones.” he gives me a card. "And you can call me at any time. I live near here, I will come in a few minutes.”

“Thank you so much, Edward. You are very kind." Again, your cheeks turn pink.

As he heads for the door, I start rummaging through my bags for pajamas.

“Hm, sorry if I'm not being professional right now, but since I believe we'll be working together in the next few months, I imagine a good relationship is essential, so you can call me Eddie.”

I open an even bigger smile, seeing that Eddie was willing to make a friendship, which is perhaps the thing I need most at the moment.

“Thanks, Eddie!” he smiles and this time he walks away, leaving me alone again.

I go back to looking for a more comfortable outfit, ignoring my cell phone blinking on the table as I muted it. I grab my clothes, heading to a shower and stay there for a long time, letting the water take everything.

When I get out of the shower, I pick up the bedroom phone, dialing my mother's number, I don't want to take the risk of answering any of my cell phone calls.

"Hello?" her lost tone makes me smile weakly.

“Hi Mom!”

“Hi, my love. How are you? Marnie, what's going on? Leah came here to say you left without saying goodbye. I called Luke, but he did not answer me and Noah said something about you being to move to New York, you told me it would be just a month.” I cover the phone, not wanting her to hear my cry, letting the tears fall. "Marnie?"

“I'm sorry, Mom.” I can't control my voice and pretend it's okay.

“Honey, what's going on? You can tell me. Mom will help you.” I realize she wants to cry too, and that hurts me more.

“I needed to do this, needed to get away from him.” the revelation comes out before I can see it.

"He who? Luke? Why? I thought everything was fine.” her desperate tone returns.

“I'm sorry I can't talk.” I close my throat, holding back tears. “I just want to let you know that I arrived well and that everything is fine.”

“Fine? Marnie, just look at your voice, your condition. I saw what you did to the apartment. Honey, things aren't fine.” now she was angry.

“Mom, please just trust me. I know what I'm doing.” Do I? I clear my throat, holding back the emotion. “I just wanted to call to say I got okay. Later we'll talk.” I hang up the phone before she asks anything else.

I head to the bathroom, drying my hair. I notice that yesterday's anger is still in me as I can't face my image in the mirror, refusing to look deep into my eyes.

With dry hair, I go back to my room, thinking about taking a nap, since I haven't slept all night and even less on the flight. I close my eyes, trying to focus my thoughts on something else. I think about that taxi I saw earlier, trying to park. Or people crossing the street without looking at the sign. At the cookie shop I want to see.

I manage to evade Luke's, my mother's, John's, and Noah's voices, giving myself more and more to the sleep that finally came. Far away, I hear someone knocking hard on the door, but I ignore it, as I had the same thoughts yesterday morning. But I wake up when the pounding comes back stronger and Leah's voice enters the room.

“Marnie Elizabeth McGonagall, open this shit now before I drop it and you know I'm capable of it.” I leap out of bed, running to the door.

She can’t be here.

I open the door, revealing Leah with perhaps the worst expression I've ever seen in the world. She was furious, if not more so. As she storms into my room without waiting for an invitation, I quickly look down the hall, seeing a couple look at me startled. I smile awkwardly, closing the door.

“What are you doing here?” I question, still not understanding.

"What are you doing here? And without warning anyone. Fading in the morning. Breaking up with Luke. What the fuck was that?” she screams.

For a second, I see that my amnesia was an issue with my plan. By not remembering my friendship with everyone, I really believed that I just left and everything would be fine. I didn't imagine anyone would cross the country for me, to understand what was going on.

And if Leah did it, it's a matter of hours before someone else does. They weren't going to leave me alone, they weren't going to forget me, and they weren't going to let this story pass. I need to push them away, but I don't know how.

"Go on, Marnie. What the fuck is going on? And if you tell me it's a job offer, I swear I'll fly at you without pity or mercy, and I'll slap the truth out.” she cross her arms.

I consider the last option a lot because I know she can do it. But I won't tell her the truth, that's not an alternative. I want to believe that if I don't back off, she'll see I'm not lying and won't attack me. And even if she tries, I just run away, I'm closer to the door and there's an armchair between us.

"But it is what it is!" I shrug.

“Stop it!” she screams. “Stop lying, Marnie. Everyone. Everyone knows you're lying, so why don't you tell the truth?” she waves her hands through the air.

“Because there's no other truth, Leah. Will I have to draw it for you?” I make the same moves she does.

“Be my guest!” she sits on the couch. I sigh wearily. I haven't slept for hours, I'm angry with myself and the world and now that I thought the situation was resolved and I just had to go on with my life, she comes and messes everything up.

“Why are you here?” I stay upright.

“I do not know! It must be cause you went crazy and disappeared without saying anything. Didn't answer my calls, no one had any answers about what was going on. So I took my father's jet and came to resolve this situation and I don't leave here without an answer at least.”

In the same way I laugh at Noah, I laugh at her, thinking it will fix everything. Leah carries the same expression as her brother, neutral, mocking.

“Why did you break up with Luke?” she asks quietly.

The mention of his name makes me shiver. I notice how my stomach turns and try to ignore it. I wonder if I can subtly extract some information from his state, but I don't want her to think I still care about him.

"Cause I wasn't in the mood anymore." I shrug, walking through space.

“My God, you've actually lied better.” I glare at her. “You know you're in trouble here, I know you better than anyone. I know you are lying and that you are going through some difficult situation. I even have my theories. So you're going to have to work a lot harder to trick me or get me out of here.” she cracks a smile, feeling victorious.

"Oh do you have? What are your theories?” I mock her.

“The first is that you really freaked out with amnesia and you can't handle it. The second is that you can't handle your feelings about Luke, it happened once before. And the third is that someone put some shit in your head and made you believe that everything would be better if you were out of the way.” I feel her gaze burning into me, looking for any reaction.

I let out a laugh, not forced, nervous that she got it right. Leah raises an eyebrow.

“You really traveled on your theories. Sorry, none are right.”

As if by magic, the answer appears to me. The only way I was going to get rid of everyone and go through with the plan without a hitch was to make her hate me. Make everyone hate me, just like I did Luke.

Just considering their hate for me makes my heart ache. But I need to do this. For Luke. For the boys. It's for their success.

“You know, a few months ago you were asked to be in a movie and you didn't take it cause you said you were a terrible actress. Isn't that right?” she gets up again. “Noah told me you said you were doing this for Luke, because you loved him. Marnie, what are you trying to hide?” she comes closer.

I feel dirty because of the attitude I'm going to take. It's low, very low, but I need her to hate me.

"Look who talks about hiding." I give a cynical laugh. Leah looks at me confused. "Don't you have anything to tell too?" she still doesn't understand. “You and Kyleen?”

Hastings freezes. The bitter taste of my act starts to fill my mouth. I’m sorry, Leah. I’m so sorry.

“How do you know?” she takes a step back.

"Who do you think closed the bathroom door on Ash's birthday?" I raise my eyebrows.

“Is not the same thing.”

“It isn’t? Aren't you hiding something from all of us?” I force a smile like hers a few minutes ago.

“No! Cause I'm not pushing everyone away, I'm not telling lies. And if you asked me, I would tell you the truth. Deep down, you know why I didn't say anything. You know my dad hasn't accepted Noah yet, that this is a problem in our family, and you know he wouldn't accept me either. You know that deep down I'm trying to protect both of us.”

“Oh! Do I?” I debauchery more. Right now, I feel horrible when I see your eyes water. I'm so, so sorry.

“I know what you're trying to do and I'm not going to stage it.” she walks past me to the door.

"Didn't you want to talk? I am talking.” Leah turns to me, straining the knife I carried in my chest, letting me see her crying face.

“You're trying to make me hate you.” now I'm the one who freezes. She laughs. “See how I know you? You are very predictable, Marnie. And as much as I know of your intention, I will not allow you to reach your goal. I hope that one day, not too far away, you realize what a big shit you're doing.” she opens the door, going. “Oh, and before I forget, since it's meant to hurt. Congrats, since your little chat with Luke, he's been locked in his room, needing Michael to keep an eye on him.” so Leah slams the door and strikes the final blow.

I bite the inside of my mouth, letting the tears fall. Honestly, I didn't even have the strength to hold back anymore. The rage burning inside me gives way to pain. I imagine Luke locked in his room, lying on the bed, hating me. Hating what we had and what we thought we had.

I walk over to my suitcase, pulling out a package, with the photos I'd taken from the box and the little white box he'd given me. I open it, holding the necklace with his name on it, the one he gave me.

Even knowing what I had to do, I wouldn't get rid of this necklace, I don't have the courage. It was easier to buy an equal one and put it in his hand. What he did to me would be kept with me forever.

““Closed eyes.” he fights.

"I have my eyes closed." I rebate. “Lucas…” I chide him, when I feel his lips on the back of my neck.

“Sorry, I got distracted.” I hold back the urge to laugh. “Closed eyes.”

"If you say it one more time, you'll get hit." I threat.

"How, if you can't see me?" right now, the urge to hit him is so strong that I follow the sound of his voice, trying to kick him. “Hey! No rudeness, otherwise you'll be left without a gift.” the false authoritative tone makes me angrier. “Good girl!”

“Go!” I kicked.

I'm startled by the icy touch against my neck. It's a necklace. Eagerly, I touch the pendant, recognizing the shape. He didn't do it.

“You can open it.” his hands move to my hips, hugging me.

With my eyes open, I run my vision to my neck, finding there a necklace just like his but blue.

“Happy Birthday!” he drops a kiss on my cheek.

I hold the blue quartz, seeing Luke's name engraved on the back. I let a stupid smile spread across my face, glaring at my boyfriend with the same.

"Want to explain why we're wearing practically identical necklaces?"

“It's a little obvious. Couples wear rings and I know what a problem you have with rings.”

“It’s not a problem.” I try to defend myself.

“It's just Alzheimer's. You know, in some people, it starts before they're 70 years old.” I hit him, and he laughs, before he hugs me. "Like I was saying, I know you're not into wearing a ring, so since I already had my necklace, I thought you'd have yours. That way we'll always be close to each other's hearts.” I rest my hands on his shoulders, standing on tiptoes.

"Have I told you I love you today?" I whisper, moving closer.

“Not after 5 pm.” he pouted, looking at the clock on the wall.

I don't know how I managed to kiss him with such a stupid smile on my face.

“Why do I like you, huh?” I question, stealing a little kiss.

“Because I'm cheesy and romantic. And even if you deny it, I know you get attached to it.” he opens a victorious smile.

"Don't ever say 'get attached' again." I beg laughing.

"What is it, bae? That was awesome.” he laughs.

“No!” I scream, laughing.

"What is it, babe girl? Don't you stick to my way of get in?” he keeps teasing me.

I place my lips on yours, determined to shut your mouth and thank you that it works. My mental reminder of “we're late for dinner” evaporates when his hands reach under my shirt. I scratch the back of his neck, pulling him closer.

“We're late for dinner.” he says against my mouth as I start to unbutton his shirt.

“Just say the traffic was like hell.” I suggest kissing his neck.

Luke accepts the idea, picking me up and walking me back to the bedroom."

It's not hard to know that we were late for dinner that day. But I didn't care, I had been given a necklace with his name on it, a necklace that showed how our relationship was getting more and more serious.

I also realize that the two times I got this necklace, at least once I ended up in bed with him. In fact, in both, but only one made it to the end.

“I hate myself.” I say tiredly, going to the minibar to get anything containing alcohol that makes me forget everything.

I call the front desk for two bottles of champagne and the biggest snack they have. I pick up the small whiskey bottles, turning one after the other, as if they were shot. I shake my head, wanting the effect to start faster.

“I hate myself. Leah hates me. Kiki must hate me now too. Just like Noah and everyone else there. Everybody hates me.” I turn the last one over, shaking my head once more. “Luke hates me. Hates me too much.” I comment, hugging the pillow.

I pick up a Polaroid of ours, staring at our happiness marked there. What am I doing?

I throw my head in my hands, lost. I wonder what might happen if I crawl into bed and don't go out for the rest of the month. Probably more people will hate me, but who doesn't hate me now? I mean, just get in line.

Awakened from the thought, when someone knocks on the door. For a second, I wonder who it was, then remember I ordered room service. I walk to the door, feeling the weight of the six small bottles.

My stomach churns and I feel an overwhelming urge to vomit as I land my eyes on the redhead in front of me. Red-haired?

"Bethany?"

[tarantulas4davey]

everyone,,,, the time has come.

Ralbert Royalty Au

have i been promising this for weeks? yes. have i been procrastinating the shit out of it like a heathen? also yes. but it’s finally here so get excited fothermuckers cause it’s time for chandler’s rambling extravaganza

also i’m totally ignoring the “period-typical homophobia” thing cause this is fantasy and in my perfect world you can love anyone so it’s not a problem here

let’s do this thing

antonio (aka race) is a prince and the second oldest of 3 boys and 1 girl, making him second in line for the throne. his older brother, jack, is set to be king in a few months, and his younger brother charlie (aka crutchie) absolutely idolizes jack. his little sister, samantha (aka smalls), is 8, and doesn’t seem to have very many opinions on the matter. she is pretty impressed by jack’s sword though.

albert is a member of the royal guard, just like his father and 2 older brothers, and has lived in the palace his entire life. he rarely comes into direct contact with any of the royal family other than charlie and smalls, who are the members he’s specifically tasked with protecting

this specific situation changes during charlie’s birthday celebration ball though, as albert and his comrades are tasked with keeping track of prince antonio

which is no easy feat, let me tell you, jack didnt nickname him “racetrack” for being a slow runner. he’s always been a bit of a wild spirit, in any case

race doesn’t particularly feel like running this time though, mostly because the handsome redheaded guardsmen is a fairly compelling reason to stick around, even if it is just for the view of a pretty face

turns out he’s charming and funny behind the face, too, making all the more reason for race to stay at a now-11 year old’s birthday party rather than trying to sneak away into town

now, there’s not any rules against guardsmen speaking to the royal family, obviously, but there’s generally some undertone of status and respect

however it’s pretty hard to keep the respectful and courteous act up when the prince has looked you up and down no less than 5 times over the course of your 10 minute conversation

also the fact he’s literally flirting his head off and is undeniably gorgeous

so yeah, they’re pretty much just casually making flirty eyes and witty one liners chatting like they’ve know eachother they’re whole lives

jack knows somethings up with his brother the second he sees him still sitting at the table with one of his guards rather than sneaking out the window or ducking down a secret passageway

fast forward to the end of this lovely gathering with way too many grumpy old people for an 11 year old’s birthday party, and race is partaking in his mandatory goodbyes, perfect charming and very fake smile plastered across his face as he shakes hands and gives hugs and manages to do it all without knocking the gold crown off his blonde curls or wrinkling the crisp navy suit and white dress shirt he has on

albert is not staring. he’s not

ok maybe just a little

jack catches him staring and chuckles under his breath before elbowing race when the last guest finally leaves

“think you’ve got yourself a little admirer.”

what surprising is race’s reaction

“oh shut up, he wouldn’t be staring at me”

i’m sorry what was that

the great prince antonio? sounding,,, what was that??? e m b a r r a s s e d ???

let’s just say albert’s gotten under race’s skin more than he cares to admit

aka he can’t get his laugh out of his head and it feels like that smile is imprinted on his eyelids and holy shit

albert isn’t fairing much better but at least he isn’t melting into a pile of goo everytime he so much as thinks of the prince

but “those e y e s, man! elmer, you don’t get it, they’re so blue. you can get lost in those eyes.”

ok yeah maybe he’s a bit smitten, can you really blame him?

race finally gives in and tries to find him again, and he manages to, but is promptly turned into an incoherent blushing mess

cause at that exact moment albert is in training with some of the other guards and is currently swordfighting spot with a two-handed rapier

which is far more attractive than it should be, honestly

so imagine albert’s surprise when he manages to disarm spot (which doesn’t happen very often) and comes face to face with a very red faced prince antonio

race just turns on his heel and flees the room, but albert manages to catch up with him in the massive corridor

“i- uh,,,, what are you doing on this side of the castle?”

starting out strong, albert, good job

race fumbles for an excuse for a minute before just deciding to bite the bullet

“i was,,,, looking for you, actually”

albert just blinks at him

“listen i know you were pretty much just forced to babysit me or whatever but i actually really like you and i can’t get that stupid smirk out of my head and just-“

race’s very long and vaguely rambling speak is cut off by albert’s hand

but when albert removes the hand, the rambling just starts right back up again

“what was that? do you want me to leave? cause i can totally do that. like i know i’m the prince or whatever and i have absolutely no chance here so obviously if you want me to-“

albert’s method of shutting race up is much more effective this time

mostly because race’s mouth is now otherwise preoccupied,,,,, with his mouth

race freezes for a second, hands caught mid air where they were gesturing wildly during his rant before he just sinks into the kiss and places his hands in albert’s hair

they pull back after a bit, desperate for air, and albert catches race’s gaze, not moving any further back than strictly necessary for breathing

“does that answer your question, princey?”

“i don’t know,,,,,, might need you to do it again just to double check.”

albert chuckles and race mentally catalogs the sound, all deep and lovely and slightly raspy from his lack of air

and then albert closes the gap again

well,,,,, i did it. it’s been done. i’m probably gonna write a part 2 cause i already love them and i wanna explore this universe some more

please send me any headcanons or ideas you have about these lovely lads, and let me know what you think of this !!!

thank you <333

[epicstuckyficrecs]

Weekly Recap | July 27-August 2nd 2020

Another big one this week! I discovered a new writer, can you guess who it is? 😆 

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[Bucky is typing] by darter_blue/ @darter-blue​ (Shrunkyclunks | 4K | Mature): Steve just wants to wind down, post mission, with the silly cupcake game Clint downloaded onto his stark phone. He doesn't know who 'Bucky' is, or why he's texting Steve so aggressively. He doesn't mean to answer the phone and argue with the charming voice on the other end. He certainly never meant for the arguing to be interpreted as flirting... But maybe he should just go with it? Maybe Bucky is exactly the leap Steve needs to take, to find his way in the world again.

d-sides and rarities, Chapter 11. balcony + fairy lights  by Deisderium/ @deisderium​ (Shrunkyclunks | Teen): Pepper's PA keeps helping Steve with gala events and public appearances. Steve's trying to keep it professional. Good luck with that.

Helping You Out by darter_blue/ @darter-blue​ (PWP | 3,7K | Explicit): Steve is not having a great time here... attempting to find his own prostate. So of course, Sam's gorgeous best friend Bucky chooses this exact moment to walk into Steve and Sam's dorm room unnanounced.

Saké It To Me by Kalee60/ @kalee60​ (Shrunkyclunks | 8K | Teen): Being roped into speed dating was not how Bucky imagined spending his Friday night, especially when he realises some of these people might just be a little bit over his pay grade. But then Steve sits down, gorgeous, friendly and full of genuine warmth. Within mere minutes he manages to completely charm the pants off Bucky (or so his future self hopes). So why then, after such a strong connection, didn't Steve call him?

Tap That by Kalee60/ @kalee60​ (Meet-cute | 2K | General): When Steve is distracted while waiting at a busy crosswalk on the way to an important meeting, he inadvertently meets the man of his dreams - but only after making the most mortifying social gaffe of his life.Red faced and apologetic he tries to forget the incident.But sometimes when things go wrong - they suddenly turn out spectacularly right.

Pressure Points by darter_blue/ @darter-blue​ (Shrunkyclunks | 3K | Explicit): Bucky Barnes hates to fly. And this flight is starting out worse than normal. Except for the hot, built, blond sat beside him... Who has shoulders for days, a voice like molasses, and some very interesting ideas about how to ease Bucky's anxiety... (Part 1 of 💙 Pressure)

Under Pressure by darter_blue/ @darter-blue​ (Shrunkyclunks | 6K | Explicit): Bucky is still high off the sexy encounter he experienced with the super hot guy from his flight yesterday.Only today is not turning out quite so great. He could really use some more of that stress relief that Steve doled out so graciously on the plane.And he left Bucky his number right? Which means Bucky could just call him... See if he's busy...He's doing it - he's calling him. It's ringing. (Part 2 of 💙 Pressure)

High Pressure System by darter_blue/ @darter-blue​ (Shrunkyclunks | 8K | Explicit): So Steve ran out on him.Ran out saying 'I'll call, you' which everyone knows means Bucky just got ghosted. Except it turns out his booty call might be more than Bucky bargained for. How deep is he willing to dig to chase the answers to his questions? And why is he finding it so impossible to say no to this guy? Steve Rogers, who ARE you... (Part 3 of 💙 Pressure)

Pressure Rising by darter_blue/ @darter-blue​ (Shrunkyclunks | 7K | Explicit): Waking up in a farmhouse, on an apple orchard, in the arms of a man who could bench press a minivan, with eyelashes like a disney princess and shoulders like a greek god is Bucky's fantasy turned reality.Except this is sort of a kidnapping.And his life might be falling apart in the real world.And Bucky might not give a shit, because Steve Rogers is like a drug, and Bucky just can't get enough.Also, it turns out, maybe Bucky is a drug for Steve too... (Part 4 of 💙 Pressure)

Pressing You Down by darter_blue/ @darter-blue​ (Shrunkyclunks | 8K | Explicit): Steve Rogers is a master tactician, a supersoldier, a born leader. So why is it, as the team are closing in on an epic mission, two years in the making, that Bucky Barnes (and his thighs, lets face it, men have bled for less) and the possibility of he and Steve having a future together, might be enough to compromise everything his team have worked so long for.Actually, maybe it doesn't have to...Maybe everything is about to work out exactly the way Steve wants it to.Well... A man can dream. (Part 5 of 💙 Pressure)

💙 and the next by mcwho (Time traveling | 12K | Explicit): They have him in the common room of all places, and they won’t let Steve see him. or: a time-travel glitch lands 1936's bucky right in 2025 steve's lap

Reading in progress

Adorably awkward by darter_blue/ @darter-blue​ (Shrunkyclunks | 32K | Explicit): The one where Bucky uses Steve's car window as a mirror and Steve can appreciate the view...

WIP

💙 Heirloom by 2bestfriends/ @addyetc​ (Royalty AU, Arranged Marriage | 4/5 | 17K | Explicit): King Steven Grant Rogers of Aphekion is only 20 years old. He relies on the wisdom of his advisors, the strength and honesty of his people, and the love and kindness his mother left to him. He wants nothing more than to honor them all by bringing peace to his kingdom. So much has been sacrificed already. If he must sacrifice his hope for love, then so be it.

💙 Revenance by JJK/ @trenchcoatsandtimetravel​, SinpaiCasanova (The Old Guard AU/The Song of Achilles AU | 2/? | 5K | Mature): And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone. Or, the one where Steve and Bucky are immortal and used to be known as Achilles and Patroclus.

💙 With Only You by brucespringsteen (Time Travel | 6/9 | 35K | Explicit): Steve, semi-retired and still a bastard who doesn’t follow rules, touches a cube that sends him to 1938, eighty-six years in the past. He takes it well. Bucky, twenty-one and baby-faced, takes it even better.

💙 Sergeant Barnes and Colonel Rogers: Lessons in Lust, Longing and Inappropriate Erections. by darter_blue/ @darter-blue​ (Shrunkyclunks | 1/4 | 5K | Explicit): Bucky Barnes is a decorated (though young) Sergeant in the United States Army, a Ranger with the 75th regiment, a sniper of unparalleled skill; he still expects his first day as an Avenger to be challenging. He is not at all prepared for the greatest challenge to be one hot as fuck, steely eyed, Colonel Rogers. More specifically, he is not expecting the greatest challenge to be keeping his dick under control whenever Colonel Rogers, with his broad shoulders and his authoritative command and his fucking thick, gorgeous beard, enters into Bucky's immediate vicinity.

💙 Tender is the Ghost by Hark_bananas/ @harkbananas​ (Post-WS | 6/12 | 70K | Explicit): This thought is uncontrollably followed by another one: I’m not alone anymore. He looks over his shoulder, through the kitchen door, to where Bucky is sitting at his usual place at the head of the dining table, and he feels an unconstrainable smile breaking out across his face, the barest hint of threatening tears along its bright edge. Bucky is still looking past Steve’s left ear, but slowly, gingerly, one side of his mouth quirks up. Steve feels giddy, he wants to shout, or faint, or something to relieve the carbonated pressure that is bubbling up inside of him. Instead, he laughs, short and cheerful, and opens the oven door. (Part 2 of Tender is the Ghost)

💙 A Call to Motion by JJK/ @trenchcoatsandtimetravel​ (Uni AU | 2/? | 16K | Explicit): He was a jock, he did ballet, what more can I say? (aka: Steve’s football coach sends him to learn ballet to improve his game, Bucky is the dance TA tasked with teaching him).

💙  Bespoke by the1918/ @the1918​ (Shrunkyclunks, ABO AU | 7/10 | 72K | Explicit): “I love you, too. So fucking much,” Steve answered. His voice sounded cracked and exhausted, an exposed nerve ending in the shape of a man. “Some days I still don’t believe you’re real. Feels— feels like somehow, I’ve always loved you. Even when I didn’t know you.” Bucky smiled softly at that and felt his heart threaten to explode. Still straddling his lap, he reached a hand up to cup Steve’s cheek. “You’ve always known me,” he stated, simply. “I was made for you, remember?” (Part 2 of 💙Compatible)

💙 Songbird by chicklette/ @chicklette​ (Singer Bucky, Fake relationship | 13/15 | 61K | Explicit): At 43, James Barnes is a washed up old man. He’s got a dozen Grammys in the hall closet, an agent that can’t get him a deal, a decade-old case of writer’s block, a moody teen-aged daughter, and the gorgeous actress Natasha Romanova for an ex-wife. Enter Steven Grant Rogers, struggling twenty-something, orphan, and someone who has no idea who Barnes is. The two men meet by accident, doing nothing more than passing the time in a quiet bar. But when a pap gets a shot of the two men embracing, Bucky takes it as a chance to finally come out as bisexual, and his agent makes him a proposition: Ten new songs and one very sweet boyfriend will get him a new record deal that will maybe, just maybe put him back on top. Now all he has to do is write the songs, convince the kid, and not fall in love. Should be easy, right?

[hitsuackerman]

Unpredictable (Overhaul x Reader) pt.15

a/n: thank you all so much for the patience! this took a while to write cause i had a little writer’s block~ BUT I AM BACK AND READY WITH OVERHAUL’S SOUL! :D

warnings: this cannot be read solo, crossover

Links: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 14, part 16

Masterlist to my other fics: here :)

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“Are you feeling better?” Levi asked. His eyes glued to the view of the city. With the car parked, all 4 doors opened, and his ass rested on the hood, it reminded him of the day where he ended everything and fixed it from scratch. Taking you to this part of the mountain was nothing new. Each time he would visit, both of you would always stop by.

“Yeah.” Every blink you took stung. Moments had now passed and your breathing was finally even. “Sucks to be me, right? Coming to terms with these feelings for a villain, handing over a case, and now…”

“It does suck to be you.” Levi snapped back. “It’s your fault for having a type.”

“Excuse you?” You punched his arm. “You didn’t tell me you used to be a criminal when you were younger. And besides, there’s a difference!”

“What’re you going to do?” His eyes followed a flock of crows in the sky. Pretty rare for them to be flying that high and during this time of day. The sun was high up but the cold breeze compensated for it. “You’ve got a bunch of heroes eyeing you down now.”

“I honestly have no idea.” Leaning on his shoulder, you exhaled and closed your eyes. “Seriously, though? You had to bring me here?”

“This view always calmed you.” He leaned his cheek on your head. The scent of the meeting room barely covered the same shampoo that you still used till now. For a moment, a part of him wished he had not destroyed what the both of you had. Blinking his regrets away, all he could do now was to relish his time with you.

“Aren’t you being sentimental~” You could feel a smirk forming on his lips. Somehow, your mind drifted to where things had gone wrong. Distance was not much of an issue. It was probably the stress that your jobs offered that made you both realize that things might not work out. Or perhaps the insecurities that you felt with Petra. “I’m hungry. Shall we go?”

“For the record,” Levi said as he extended his hand for you to hold. His gray eyes were as inviting as ever when both of you made eye contact. “In case things fall off with that piece of garbage you caught feelings for, I’ll be here.”

“I know.” Squeezing his hand, the corners of his mouth curled up and that was the end of the conversation. Pulling you towards him, he draped his arm on your shoulder as the both of you walked towards the passenger's seat. “Remind me again why we broke up?”

Watching you take your seat, he leaned on the door and crossed his arm.

“Unresolved insecurities.” Sharing a giggle and chuckle, Levi closed the doors. When he finally took his seat, he revved the engine up and went back to the road.

Before you knew it, the days had gone by and the both of you were now outside of Endeavor’s Agency. Every so often, heroes would enter and exit the building. It was always a hustle and bustle in this part of town. Though it was no surprise. This was the No.2 hero’s agency.

Entering the building, you were greeted by Burnin’. A bright smile worthy of overshining her hero name rested on her face. Though the both of you barely did any missions together, she still deemed useful as a connection for hard to reach heroes related to Endeavor. Of course, it was rare for you to contact her.

“Endeavor is currently having a meeting with Hawks but he’ll be done in a few minutes.” She said. Pressing the doors to the elevator, she ushered the both of you in and selected the floor to the office. “I wasn’t expecting Ackerman to tag along~”

“Caught myself off guard too.” Levi replied.

“So does Hawks still exit using the window?” You asked.

“As always.” Burnin’ giggled. “He likes to leave a few feathers as well to annoy the boss.”

“Typical.” You and Levi commented.

When the doors opened, all 3 of you walked down the carpeted hallway. Just as Burnin’ was about to offer you both a seat, the teasing sound of Hawk’s voice echoed through the halls. Shaking her head with amusement, she stated that there was no need to sit and that their meeting was now finished.

Indeed it was when a feather opened the doors for you and Levi to enter.

“(L/N). Ackerman.” Endeavor greeted. The last name raised in a questioning manner. This would have to be the first time he’d get to meet the infamous officer. Gesturing to the large sofas he continued.  “Have a seat.”

Facing his back, you could see the messy blond hair and crimson wings. Burnin’ wasn’t kidding when she said he likes to leave a few feathers behind. Taking a seat on the sofa across Hawks, you were met with a rather flirtatious smile and wink.

“Well if it isn’t my partner in crime and favorite chicken.” There it was. The voice that made women’s knees grow weak and panties to drop. Though you would be lying if you didn’t feel yours slowly slipping away from your waist. “Been a long time, ain’t it chickadee?”

“Yeah. After that grocery stake out, I’ve been rather selective when it came to random cases falling on my desk.”

“Those nuggets were shit and you know it.” Hawks stood up, eyes lingering on you. Making his way towards the window, he stretched his wings and fluttered them. One swift movement and he was now floating. “Well, Endeavor’s all yours. Call me when all this is over, dove. I got something to ask you.”

“Have a safe flight, Hawks.” You dismissed his message but would of course call him later. Adjusting your position, you turned to face Endeavor. No matter how much you viewed him, he was always intimidating. Probably due to the flames. It was a miracle Hawks wasn’t roasted with each visit. “I do apologize for taking a bit of your time, Endeavor.”

“It’s fine.” He waved it off. “So, what questions would you like to ask?”

“It’s mostly about your shares for these groups of companies.” Asking Levi to hand over the file, you accepted it and placed it on the glass table. When Endeavor seated himself, he reached for the documents and read through the list. His brows visibly furrowed. “Whatever minuscule detail you can think of, it would really help us in the arson case.”

“Arson?” He began to flip more pages. Blue eyes scanning the words in black and red ink.

“Don’t worry. You’re far from being a culprit. It’s just that your name shows for each holding the company has.” You scratched your nape. “It’s straw grabbing, I know. This case just needs a bit of push, whatever the amount.”

“I merely bought their stocks thinking it would look good for my agency.” Endeavor finally spoke after a long pause.”I apologize but there’s nothing much I can tell you about this. If it helps, I can assign a few heroes to assist on the case.”

“No, No.” You reassured him. “It’s fine. The HPSC took over and this is actually my last task for this mission. Feel free to keep that copy, though.”

Thanking him for his time, both you and Levi bowed and bid him farewell. When the elevator door closed, you began fidgeting with your fingers. The meeting proved nothing. Another dead end. The guilt of not being able to hand over any sort of information began creeping in. At least the case wasn’t on your hands now.

“If it’s worth mulling over,” Levi commented as the doors opened. “He was holding back information.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’ll tell you in the car.”

And he did. The second the doors locked and engine purred to life, Levi scanned the surroundings to make sure none of you were being followed. For more precautionary measures, he used his quirk to check if the winged hero left  behind any small feathers.

“My quirk sensed sudden hesitation when he finished reading the list.” Looking at the time, he decided a meal was needed. “It was a mere second but I latched on to it. Assessing his aura, it seems as if big shot is hiding something. It’s up to you if you wanna tell the asshats that information.”

“How do you manage to sneakily use your quirk?” It always made you ask how he sharpened his abilities. Did his quirk evolve already? If not then Levi is definitely a monster.

“You learn a thing or two being in the underground.” He wasn’t ashamed of his history, either. Levi was about to continue till his phone vibrated in his pocket. Taking it out, he answered the call. “Erwin?”

Hearing that name, you had a feeling the call would be long. Holding the phone for him, Levi let go and continued driving to the nearest Mendy’s. Every few seconds he would hum and agree with whatever Erwin was telling him on the line. Before the call ended, he donned his signature ‘tch’ and bid farewell.

“I have some bad news.”

“Hit me.”

“I’d rather not.” He smirked. “Erwin needs me back at the precinct.”

“Oh.” Your shoulders slumped and sighed. “When are you leaving?”

“He said as soon as possible.” Your silence was something he did not like. Stopping at a red light, he tapped his finger on the wheel. “Are you scared?”

“About the coming days?”

“Yeah.”

“Not as much. I still believe that there’s something I can do.” You looked at the rear view mirror. “I honestly have no idea what I can do but my main priority would have to be making sure the heroes don’t catch me with him.”

“And how exactly are you going to do that?” Levi challenged. “You’re already on a case with him and I highly doubt they’re going to leave you alone.”

“Being on the case with him isn’t the problem.” Massaging your temples, your eyes landed on the take out menu Mendy’s had. Telling him you’d have the usual, you waited till the windows were close to continue. “What I’m worried about is if he finds out, he might not trust me anymore. I don’t even know if he fully trusts me.”

“I can assess him if you want.” He offers, his outstretched hand taking the paper bag.

“Can’t. He hates people.” Squinting your eyes at him, you pouted. “And, if I can recall, you took down one of his deals back then. So, it’s a definite no-no for the both of you to meet.”

“That was years back.”

“The man holds grudges.” You took a bite off your food. “It’s a miracle he hasn’t dropped by the apartment and talked about the updates.”

“That’s cause he knows I’m with you. How clueless can you be?” He flicked your forehead. “He trailed us the day I arrived. Though, I think it was mere coincidence that he was by that restaurant,”

Ah. That explained why he became pissed all of a sudden that night. It had been running through the back of your head, knowing his tendencies. But him being pissed about Levi in the same room as you? Butterflies began to flutter in your stomach. Overhaul was jealous? You didn’t know it was possible but here he was. Once more, excitement crept in with tonight’s possible video call.

“Oi.” Levi snapped your thoughts. “If you’re seriously thinking about mentioning my name to that asshole, i will not hesitate to rip that hideous jacket of his.”

“You’re no fun.”

“You’re too easy to read when it comes to trashman.”

Shoving your food into his mouth, it was satisfying to see his eyes widening with shock. A few minutes later, the both of you were now nestled into your cubicle. Remembering that Hawks was waiting for your call, you excused yourself and went towards the rooftop. Knowing Hawks, he would surely drop by the moment you’d call him.

Staring at the view from the rooftop, it made you wonder how it felt to be like Hawks. How would it feel to be able to fly and soar through the skies? Did he ever get sick from being too fast? Or was he now used to it? Dialing his number, he answered on the second ring.

“About time you called, dove!” The sound of wind breaking was a bit clearer today. He was probably speeding through the air. “You’re on the rooftop, I presume?”

“Only you can make me head up here.” Staring at the skies, you were now looking for the sight of red feathers gliding. “And, you’re probably nearing the area?”

A gust of wind hit your back causing you to lose balance. Turning around, Hawks took his headphones and visors off. With each step he took, he ruffled his hair till he was now in front of you. The sunlight made his golden eyes shimmer brightly. Or maybe it was something mischievous running through that birdbrain of his.

“Ya always had slow senses, dove.” He gestured you towards the shaded area. “Wouldn’t wanna let my favorite officer get sunburned.”

“What did you want to tell me Hawks?” You took a seat on the spot he patted.

“Just wanted to inform you about this case I’m workin’ on.” He pokes your cheek and hands over a piece of paper. “Open that when you're in your nest, lovebird. But, the real reason for my face to face visit is that my feathers picked up a rumor.”

“And that is?”

“A certain yakuza seems to be taking interest in the League of Villains.” Hawks nods his head and leans on the wall. “But the real headline here is that a cute officer teamed up with the mentioned yakuza.”

“You’re not suggesting anything now, are you?” You cocked an eyebrow only to be met with his golden hair tickling your face. Knowing how good Hawks was with gathering information, you let him lean on your shoulder. “I am. We’re working on a project together.”

“Annnd?”

“And?”

“It seems as though that yakuza is taking an interest in you lovebird~” His face inches away from you. Of course, this was nothing new considering how flirty he was whenever he was your companion. Your toleration skills were just high for Pro-Heroes. Or maybe it was because he was just dangerously handsome, you were willing to pull your pride down. “But I ain’t done yet…”

Furrowing your brows, you watched as the winged hero stood up and offered his hand. Cautiously accepting it, Hawks pulled you into his arms. Both your chests collided as he flapped his wings. Grabbing onto his jacket, you could feel your feet losing contact with the ground.

“Hawks, don’t you dare…”

“Oh, I do.”

Not wasting any moment, you felt the wind whiz past your ears. Not a stranger to surprise flights from Hawks, it was always a wonder as to where he would land. The sun was still shining and the streets were busy so there weren’t a lot of options. With that thought, it was now dawning to you that you might be landing on a high rise building.

“Open your eyes, dove.” Hawks whispered into your ear. Placing you down gently, he made sure to let you hold on to his arm knowing you weren’t the bravest when it came to heights.

“Why bring me up here you feral chicken?!” You clung to his arm. Heart pounding in your chest as your eyes focused on the ant-sized cars on the streets. “Wasn’t the rooftop enough?”

“I just wanted to know if you’re doing well.” He shrugged his shoulders. “Having a yakuza take interest in you, more so when he’s the head, is rather dangerous ya know.”

“Oh.”

“Oh?” He raised an eyebrow and stared you down.”OH?! How the tables have turned! You don’t mind it, do you?”

“He doesn’t see me that way, Hawks.” There was no point in denying things when it came to Hawks. The bird was as nosy as the word could get. “This thing won’t amount to shit. Whatever emotions I placed on the table, it’ll all lead to the heroes flushing it down the toilet.”

“So, you’re not shaken that you’ve caught the cooties for Overhaul? Damn, lovebird. If I knew you had a thing for villains, I’d turn over to their side~”

“You know I can give you a heart attack right now, right?”

“You do know you’re standing on the outside of a 780ft building, right?” Having you cling onto him like a koala made him laugh. Patting your head, he wrapped one wing around you protectively. Seeing how you let out a tired sigh made him think.

“You’re a double agent. How would you handle this situation?” The day you found out that the HPSC gave Hawks the mission of infiltrating the League was the day you despised them even more. Finding out that they would be taking over the Arson Case, only to be given the new assignment with Fatgum and Nighteye, it was the validation you needed. They were not to be trusted.

“Wow~ You’re not even gonna deny liking the guy? Gotta hand it to ya chickadee, you’re feisty for putting your life on the line. Career-wise, it ain’t looking bright if they sniff out you like him.”

“I know.”

“But, to give credit where it’s due, Overhaul is a pretty smart bird. Working with him, I’d have to be intrigued too.” Hawks eyed you down. It had only dawned to you how they shared similar eye colors. “I know I’m all for stopping them and making sure that heroes like me finally get some time off. But seeing as the situation your in is much more complicated than it seems, just make sure you clean up nicely. Be three steps ahead and use your connections.”

“Careful of Dabi.” You warned him. Humming his answer, you reached out for a feather and plucked it. “Now, if you have no other questions to ask, please take me back to the precinct. I have a guest and he has to prepare for his leave.”

Swooping you off your feet, you found yourself being carried by Hawks. At least this time, he let you wear his headphones. Securing it on your ears, you were now inches away from his face again. Remembering that he had piercings, you had to admit he made your heart beat a tad faster.

“You likin’ the view, dove?” Hawks was now soaring through the air. Being the object of your undivided attention always made him giddy. Having you wear his headphones was such a cute sight. But he knew where he stood. You had made it clear before that you would tolerate his behavior and that you only saw him as a hero and close friend. “We can always have a date if you like it that much.”

“I would punch you but I value my life.”

“If the trashy bird man doesn’t fully reciprocate your feelings,” He added before landing back on the precinct's rooftop. HIs eyes focused on the raven haired man leaning on the wall where both of you sat moments ago. “I’d say it but, I too, value my life.”

“Hawks.” Levi greeted the winged hero with a deadpan face.

“Ackerman~” His feathers ruffled a bit. Every single feather told him that Levi did not like the scene before him. Of course he didn’t care. “Just stole her from the job for a few minutes. Pro-Hero to officer.”

“I didn’t ask.”

“Whatever.” Looking back at you, he winked and gave you a finger gun. Accepting the headphones back, he wore them and fixed his jacket. With one flap of his wings, he now hovered in the air. “See you in a few days, lovebird!”

Watching him fly away, you could feel Levi burning his wings.

“He means well.” You defended the bird.

“You have a thing for birds and villains.” He gave you a look of disgust before opening the door for you. Offering you his arm, he held on to your fingers as the two of you passed through the hallway. Other officers stared at how touchy the both of you were. “Anyway, I have to leave in 3 hours. Will you be okay when I’m gone?”

“I will be~ Don’t worry~” That slight crack in your voice was a little too evident for Levi. Hoping he wouldn’t push, you were relieved when he gave you his ‘tch’.

“What’ll you be doing after you drop me off?”

“I’ll meet up with Nao at a cafe. We scheduled an updating meeting for the Fukuo Kai case.”

“Keep in mind that I’m only a call away.” He pulled out your chair and waited for you to sit down. “I may not have wings or be a B-Class villain, but I’ll always have your back no matter what.”

“I will keep that in mind~”

The hours passed and you were now waving farewell to Levi. He stood by the train doors before heading to his designated seat. The familiar sight of having to watch him leave was not the best feeling in the world but things needed to continue. Grabbing your phone, you dialed Tsukauchi’s number, to which he answered after 3 rings.

“I’m by the cafe, already. Anything you want?” His voice was upbeat today. There must have been an improvement. Giving him the food you wanted, he took note and proceeded. “Take your time, I’m not in a hurry.”

“Sure. I’ll be there in around 15 minutes.”

Surely enough, you arrived 5 minutes earlier. Walking towards your waving partner, you had to wonder why he was rather happy today. Were the updates he had in store positive? Surely.

“So, what’s making you all smiley and giddy? D’yu eat those euphoric candies again?” You teased.

“Nope.” He rummaged through his bag and took out an envelope. Taking its contents out, you accepted it and began to read the latest updates. It really was good news. The case was moving just fine. “Overhaul’s been very compliant, I’ll give him that. He managed to dig in a little more regarding Fukuo Kai’s base and confirmed how many yakuza under them.”

“That’s good to hear.” You nodded your head and continued reading the print. Not sure what you were looking for, your eyes mindlessly wandered and listened to his speech.

“It also dawned on me that Overhaul hasn’t been lying at all. I was expecting him to lie about something but my quirk didn’t pick up any sort of foul play in his words.” He continued. “Who knew he would be this cooperative. Maybe having him as an ally wouldn’t be half as bad as I thought.”

“I agree with your point.” That was a lot of praise coming from Tsukauchi.

“He also mentioned that you were keeping up your end of the deal quite well.” He took a sip of his coffee. “The main update I want to give you, though, is that with the information Overhaul gave us, the plan to infiltrate them can now happen in two months.”

“T-two months?” Your eyes shot up towards the person sitting across you. “That’s a big amount of time.”

“It is. The sooner we can stop the Fukuo Kai the sooner we can cut ties with the Shie Hassaikai. Or at least until Fatgum and Nighteye get them.”

“Right.”

“That is better, right?”

“Of course. It’s bad enough that we went to them for help. The media still has no idea and hopefully it stays that way.” The food arrived and you cleared the table of your things and papers. Once the food was positioned, you took a piece of tissue. “How many people do you need in the stakeout?”

“Ah. That’s also what I want to talk to you about.”

“Meaning?”

“Overhaul has one additional request.”

“Which is?”

“To have you, and no one else, be his partner when the stakeout comes.”

- - - - -

a/n: hawks has a special place in my heart so i had to add in a bit of hawksxreader in this chap ;) hope yall didnt mind~ see you next week :D

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We select the platform (Operating System), in this case I will install it on a Windows with 32 bits, in next tutorials I will try on Linux.

Open the executable and install, install the USB Drivers for other versions of LOGO! , in our case it is an Ethernet version.

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Dev C Hex Editor

Dev C has been downloaded over 67,796,885 times since 2000. Embarcadero Dev-C is a new and improved fork (sponsored by Embarcadero) of Bloodshed Dev-C and Orwell Dev-C. It is a full-featured Integrated Development Environment (IDE) and code editor for the C/C programming language. HxD is a freeware hex editor, a tool that can open and edit computer code. In the right hands, it's a powerful utility that can inspect, compare, and verify files, disks, disk images, memory,.

Popularly known as Hex Editor Neo, the application uses complex data processing techniques and algorithms to carefully tune hex dumps that you enter into the editor. In contrast to other platforms like HxD Hex Editor, XVI32, and Advanced Hex Editor (A.X.E), Hex Editor free download for Windows can handle hex files that are even larger than 1 GB. Hexadecimal Similarly, hex is also just a number system with a different base: 16. How do we store more than ten values in a given digit? In other words, the number 10 in hex becomes A, 11 becomes B, 12 becomes C, 13 becomes D, 14 becomes E, and 15 becomes F.

HxD is a carefully designed and fast hex editor which, additionally to raw disk editing and modifying of main memory (RAM), handles files of any size.

The easy to use interface offers features such as searching and replacing, exporting, checksums/digests, insertion of byte patterns, a file shredder, concatenation or splitting of files, statistics and much more.

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Editing works like in a text editor with a focus on a simple and task-oriented operation, as such functions were streamlined to hide differences that are purely technical. For example, drives and memory are presented similar to a file and are shown as a whole, in contrast to a sector/region-limited view that cuts off data which potentially belongs together. Drives and memory can be edited the same way as a regular file including support for undo. In addition memory-sections define a foldable region and inaccessible sections are hidden by default.

Furthermore a lot of effort was put into making operations fast and efficient, instead of forcing you to use specialized functions for technical reasons or arbitrarily limiting file sizes. This includes a responsive interface and progress indicators for lengthy operations.

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Features

Dev C Hex Editor

Available as a portable and installable edition

RAM-Editor

To edit the main memory

Memory sections are tagged with or 'text only'-modes

Progress-window for lengthy operations

Shows the remaining time

Button to cancel

Modified data is highlighted

Unlimited undo

'Find updates...'-function

Easy to use and modern interface

Goto address

Printing

Overwrite or insert mode

Cut, copy, paste insert, paste write

Clipboard support for other hex editors

Visual Studio/Visual C++, WinHex, HexWorkshop, RegEdit, ...

Bookmarks

Ctrl+Shift+Number (0-9) sets a bookmark

Ctrl+Number (0-9) goes to a bookmark

Navigating to nibbles with Ctrl+Left or Ctrl+Right

Flicker free display and fast drawing

Version2.5.0.0 (February 11, 2021)What's new?OSWindows XP, 2003, Vista, 7, 8 or 10

Version1.7.7.0 (April 3, 2009)What's new?OSWindows 95, 98, ME, NT 4, 2000, XP, 2003, Vista, or 7

License

HxD is free of charge for private and commercial use. Selling HxD is not allowed. Distributing it as part of magazine addon CDs / DVDs / other media or putting it on download portals or private websites is allowed and welcome. For details, please see the HxD License.

What's new

Notes

Disk-Editor

To use the disk editor under Windows NT/2000/XP/2003/Vista/7 and higher you have to be an administrator or have the appropriate privileges.

Starting with Vista you need to manually unmount the hard disk to successfully write to it, or in other words: make sure the disk you edit has no mounted file system. More details in this forum thread. A system drive (the one where Windows is installed on) cannot be written to while Windows is running. In order to still accomplish that, you will have to execute HxD from a boot CD/DVD like PartBE or VistaPE and edit the system disk from there.

Windows NT 4

If the RAM-editor doesn't show any processes under Windows NT 4 you most likely don't have PSAPI.DLL installed on your system. You can get it from Microsoft (PSAPI.DLL Download) and copy the DLL into the %windir%System directory. HxD was only tested for Windows NT 4 SP 6, though it should work with versions prior to service pack 6.

Windown NT 4 SP1 and newer are also supported, if WININET.DLL is added, through IE 3.02 or newer.

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Translators

Thanks to the translators, HxD is available in many languages.

More useful links

Interesting pages about data recovery, disk structure, boot managers, hex editing, assembler and other low level stuff: The Starman's Realm

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