#(( i'll probably never use this blog again but have this ))

[project-sekai-facts]

I'm just gonna leave this here because I feel like I should say something. Mizuki is trans, I still agree with the stuff I said a month ago. Did they say it in the story? No. Were they ever going to say it in the story? Well it seemed like I was but they just pulled the most insane 4 year queerbait.

Did people warn me? Yes, and I probably should've listened more, but from a writer's perspective what happened in Ena5 is very stupid so I had a little bit more hope for clpl. Confining any sort of actual coming out scene to a card story and fading to black over the actual reveal is honestly just cruel. Not to mention that Mizuki's bio is probably locked as "gender: ?".

Mizuki is still a trans character and trans representation, though the lack of actual confirmation really sours her story. Especially since the only indirect confirmation of her identity as a woman comes from student a talking to Ena about Mizuki (the whole Ena is a "normal girl" thing). Having Mizuki being robbed of her chance to come out by transphobes, and never resolving this so her bullies are left as the only credible source of her gender is atrocious. Mizuki being outed was a crucial plot point, to never resolve just leaves a bad taste.

It's still a glaring issue that clpl is trying to play both sides here. Which has always been an issue with things like white day and other marketing featuring Mizuki and the boys together. It's just gross that they're still trying to do it now, cutting off the actual reveal of Mizuki's secret and having the characters say "Mizuki is Mizuki", something that's often used by people who want to deny any trans reading, and a new area conversation about Mizuki's voice. Remember that old area convo about Mizuki having a lower voice. It gets referenced in a new one.

The reveal of the secret itself, transness aside, is comedically bad. Project SEKAI's writing isn't exactly amazing by any means, it's pretty basic in the grand scheme of writing, but this is worse than a lot of their other worst offenders. Building up to this big reveal of a secret that is incredibly important to one character's development, only for it not to actually be revealed, and probably never mentioned again, is ridiculous. It feels like a last minute change to ensure mass appeal but I don't know if it was. If it was, they still failed because some fans are dissatisfied that they never got told what it was, regardless of what they think it was.

And no, it's not corporate meddling. Probably. From colopale, maybe, from Sega, honestly probably not. Sega has other franchises and games with queer and specifically trans characters so it's not like Mizuki would be harmful to their brand image. If anyone interfered it was other staff at colopale.

Anyway, I'm not quitting the game and I'll still be running this blog for the time being. Not saying you have to continue playing and I totally understand people who are dropping the game over this. If anyone wants to add their thoughts to this post or send an ask freel free to.

[front-facing-pokemon]

[mokeonn]

So I heard that Tumblr is slowly being abandoned (they seem to be laying off a majority of their staff and keeping a skeleton crew) and we might be nearing the end of this webbed site. I don't think it's currently worth panicking over, but I'm definitely going to start making that neocities website.

I'll make a post soon about other places where you can find me. Unfortunately, I've spent quite some time these last couple years getting rid of a majority of my social media because most platforms were bad for my mental health. I do not plan on going back to these platforms, so if tumblr goes down, I'm going to be only on non social media.

Maybe if one of the new social medias being created, actually take off (like bluesky or pillowfort or whatever else these days) I might join, but if not I might be entirely on personal websites, patreon (I will start posting regularly like a blog and make more free posts), some old websites I deleted but not because I hated them (such as ko-fi, which I deleted due to inactivity) and possibly furaffinity. I'm still on the fence about furaffinity. I might also finally start using my toyhouse but that is an oc sharing website and not much of an art sharing website.

I really do hope Tumblr doesn't go down, this is my one social media and if it does go down I am going to lose nearly all of my audience. I can make do by creating a personal blog and using whatever I have left in terms of "can post my art there and people can find me", and it won't discourage me from making my personal projects. I can make do, and I will make do, but I don't really want to make do.

Anyways, that's all I have to say right now, I'll make a post later once I set up some alternative sites to find me at, but for now I want to give the heads up that if I'm gone, you're not gonna find me on twitter, Instagram, or whatever third option there is. I'm likely going to just make do, be offline more, and likely just become active on the discord servers I'm on.

[lesbianfrottage]

Okay but I need to be someone's beloved wifepet and belong to them completely and be able to pour my whole energy into just loving them. When will it be my turn!

[ultramarine-spirit]

I'm sorry, Mari, I know you don't want to talk about it anymore, but why is it so problematic to repost other photos? I feel like one of the biggest reasons people do it is because they don't know why. I understand that you can't publish images of chapters that have to be paid for like webtoon or merch (although I don't know why either) but wmmap has already ended years ago so I don't understand what the problem would be.

Yeah, it's as you've said, firstly, because most of it is paid content. That's why you'll see that manhwa accounts on Twitter almost always post proof of them having purchased the chapters. Secondly, because this fandom has a huge reposting problem in general (art, fics, translations, edits, etc). For "regular" pictures I have less of an issue, but if it's "exclusive" content, I feel like I'm already edging the line of what is respectful to publish/leak. Yes, there are hundreds of illegal uploads of the manhwa, but that's not something I wanna promote. I wanna encourage people to support the author. Spoon has also spoken about this a bunch of times. But I guess some people might disagree with my stance.

Let me put it like this. When I stay up until 5am to watch a Chinese stream and get news about the donghua, and people immediately repost the pictures without keeping my @, it's tiring. When I spend my own money to attent Spoon's art class (at 3am), take notes, work with Japanese and Chinese fans/friends to provide English fans a translation and summary, and people immediately repost it without asking, it makes me wonder why I even bother. The last thing I want is to sound all "oh, woe is me" though, that's why I haven't spoken about this many times (I believe this is the second time in 4 years I bring it up).

For pictures that have translated content (such as what Lithi does), I think it's way worse, because you are basically "stealing" their labor without any credit. Fan translators already operate in a grey area, legally speaking. There has been a lot of drama in the fandom around this subject, and in general, translators hate to see their work reposted. Most of them have deleted their translations because of this (Ever wonder why you can't find fan TLs of the novel very easily anymore? Lithi has also deleted a bunch of her novel posts and I don't blame her). Sure, reposting a single picture/page might not be big deal, but this has happened a million times.

And then there are instances when people straight up copy posts word for word, pic for pic, which is just kinda annoying/comes across as clout-chasing. Not reposting other people's posts is kind of online etiquette.

[bonestrouslingbones]

sigh. ebony's birthday is at some point this month isnt it.

sigh. i'm not gonna be able to get this idea to combine that with a sort of last hurrah to finally kill off the ask blog format for atbb out of my head am i.

[unproduciblesmackdown]

one in a million when i watch smthing in the horror genre and don't end up disappointed to/and/or pissed off about it so like "also yeah i liked it. ooo" is like relative to that an off the charts rave review of media of the millennium. also i did think about mh a lot along the way so would recommend its affect/effect if you like mh's horror too

[medicinemane]

To be honest, seeing a post about how since binders are hand wash and that's a pain, old washboards do a good job (did I reblog that?...I forget) really kind of makes me want to get a washboard for my laundry

See... I kind of fucking hate using machines like that for some reason. Like, I don't use the dishwasher, it's so much easier for me to do it by hand (even easier if I get ahold of some good dish rags cause... when I've got a rag I can get things cleaned even quicker and easier)

Just something about the loading and unloading... doesn't work well for me

But using a washboard on the couple things I use (I mean I'm at home a lot, so I don't go through a ton of stuff), and then hanging them on one of those little... like the indoor hanging racks (which I could make if I'd just make it)... that feels easier too me

Hard to get started doing cause... it's... it's a big learning investment, not that it's complex but like... even if you... well even if I know all the steps for something, doing it the first time still is really hard and like learning, I can't say how it is for you

But like, once I started doing it and was used to it I feel like I'd do it a lot more than I'm willing to do laundry in a machine

...I don't know... just thoughts I have. Don't know why I'm like this, but I am

[sewerfight]

when I was around twelve I used to sit at the family computer and send hatemail to a white french dude named Jacques who was a self proclaimed communist on Tumblr. This was back in the day when you didn't need a blog to send anon hate. I had no real beef with him but I just didn't like his tone. used to send him "SHUT UP Jacques" periodically. and he'd answer every single one of my asks like "who is this?? show your face or I'll fucking kill you" and I'd be like "now now, that doesn't make sense, jacques" all haughty and he'd get so fucking mad at me. One time he posted a selfie and I sent him an ask claiming I was a psychologist and that his hair parting suggested that he wasn't a communist at all. and he took it deliriously serious and went off on a 2,000 word rant. I can remember going to stay at my grandparents over that weekend, so I didn't even respond to the rant until I came back. I could've chosen to end it there, but when I returned, I sent him another ask which was like "psychologist here again: if you were a communist your hair parting would be in the middle. evenly distributed. All behavioural signs point to someone who doesn't take their own values seriously." and he went ballistic. really swearing at me. all caps type beat. he never turned the asks off, btw. which always made me wonder if he didn't know how to, or if he didn't want to cause he was convinced he was fighting a war, and this action would ensure he lost it. anyway this went on for weeks until one day I completely forgot about him like he was some kind of childhood imaginary friend I'd conjured up in my loneliness. but yesterday I happened to recall the whole scenario, because my buddy was like "remember when you were twelve and I came over to your house, and you showed me on the computer how you'd been terrorizing this random French guy for days on end. And you were laughing like fucking crazy. and I said it wasn't funny because he probably had problems, and you were like 'oh.' and you looked a bit guilty for a second, but then you went and got a grapefruit from the kitchen and threw it out of the second story window at my kid brother, who was playing in the street, and then you started laughing again?" Well. when she put it like that, needless to say I felt bad. so Jacques if you're out there I'm sorry I was such a little shit. you had totally normal hair, and you only wanted people to share stuff. If it's any consolation I know every day of my life that I'm probably going to hell for the sick things I have done

[snekdood]

personally, i dont see the fundamental difference between deleting your account and making a new one and deleting all your old posts, if we're talking about "running from ones past", then what are you tryna hide there, bud?

[iti-iskuna]

i hope you know i'm still here. i hope you know you can call me anytime. i hope you know i still care about you. i hope you know i never left.

[hedgehog-moss]

Pampérigouste escaped today and I almost didn't make a post about it because it's just more of the same isn't it? do people who read this blog really want to hear about yet another Pampe escape? Then I thought, that's like asking if people who read detective novels really want to hear about yet another mysterious murder. Probably yes. Also Pampe would have been offended to have such a successful escape go unreported.

I would like to say that my new fence is still fully Pampe-proof. She has not escaped a single time through breaking or outsmarting the fence, so now she does it by outsmarting me. Which doesn't happen all that often, because we are intellectual equals. But I let my guard down this morning—I'd just peeled some greenhouse carrots to make purée and I went into the pasture to distribute the peelings even though it was raining (see how I got punished for my selflessness?), and I left the gate open because I was right in front of it, obstructing it with my body.

Pampe dropped her carrot peelings and acted like she couldn't find them even though they were right under her feet, so I took pity on her and crouched down to gather them and offer them to her again (see how I'm getting punished for my compassion??) and she took advantage of this diversion. In the span of 0.2 seconds she slithered around me and she was out. It was a little bit beautiful. I don't know if you remember this photo of Pampe & Pyrgus, but it's a perfect illustration of what happened:

I sighed and ignored her and finished distributing the peelings to the other animals, and then went to the barn to get muesli to lure my nuisance back to her pasture. After escaping she initially ran towards the woods, but since I ignored her the whole time, she emerged from the woods when I returned, like, wait, did you notice I escaped? Behind your back, just earlier? Did you notice how I won and you lost?

It shouldn't have been difficult to get her back into the pasture with the help of her favourite snack; unfortunately Pampoldine is still a big baby who was distraught that her mum had left her behind yet again (she should be used to it, honestly, it's been like this since she was an infant), she started making these little panicky noises that Pampe has never paid any attention to—

—so when I propped the gate open with a branch to get Pampe back inside, Poldine hurried out instead. I wasn't expecting this, I thought it was clear that I had the situation under control and her mum would be back in 5 seconds. You could have just waited 5 seconds, Poldine.

Pampelune had no interest in escaping, but she's the matriarch and where her herd goes, she goes, so once the other two were out she barrelled past me as well. I opened the gate to bring 1 llama in and instead 2 llamas went out. Pirlouit besides me was like

For some reason the llamas galloped towards the road, instead of just hanging out in the woods where there's stuff to eat. Maybe because Pampe hadn't gone out in a long time and she wanted to be admired for her feat. Her wish was granted—2 cars stopped to say hi as I was miserably trotting after my llamas on the road in the rain. One of them was the post office lady who once herded my animals out of a pasture with her car, and she was like hop in, it'll be like old times!!!

The two people who stopped their car were enchanted with the encounter and they both told me that they missed the days when Pampe Sightings on this road were a regular thing. No one sides with my fence in the Pampe v. Fence conflict. I love the post office lady though, she had a Niagara song playing in her car when I got in and a minute later I muttered "I'll sell her to the butcher" and she started singing "Pampe ♪ Je vais devoir te vendre au boucher ♫" to the tune of that song. It fit the tune really well, too.

After we managed to get the llamas off the main road and back in the woods, she was like, godspeed, I wish I could continue chasing them with you but I have to go make lunch for my kids. I told her that now that the llamas were no longer on the road I'd just let them roam, they'll come home before night, no way I'm going to chase after them in the woods in this dog weather. So I went home and grumpily resumed peeling carrots and potatoes for my mash.

I sat in front of the window to do it so I could keep an eye on Pirlouit, who was wandering around the pasture like a cursed soul, drenched with rain, lonely and llamaforsaken. Sometimes he brayed to try and guide his friends back home, wherever they were, but he never brayed while I was filming. His braying is a poignant display of emotion and is not for public consumption.

I figured, if the llamas come back Pirou will spot them and perk up his immense ears, and I'll know to go out and open the gate. Instead at some point I looked up from my potatoes and saw my donkey finally at peace, grazing rather than pacing restlessly, and I went to look outside and his friends were back! And so was his appetite.

I had new peelings + some muesli to offer, but of course Pampe could tell this offering was a crude and blatant trap and refused to fall for it. Meanwhile her innocent daughter was like yay, snacks :) and followed me in the pasture, a llama entirely devoid of wiles.

After I got Poldine back inside I went like WELL since NOBODY else wants that delicious MUESLI I guess these deserving chickens can have it—and Pampe was here in the blink of an eye to shoo the hens away from her muesli.

She was grudgingly smiling about it, too. Like, point for you.

I love this pic where my chicken looks like she's herding the animals back in their pasture all by herself.

Everyone is home! Pampe and Pandolf are walking away in search of new adventures, Poldine follows her mum because of her abandonment issues, and Pirlouit is also following everyone very closely, like, I'm not getting left behind again.

I finally managed to cook my mashed carrots & potatoes (+ herbs from the greenhouse) and it's so nice to make food with nothing but ingredients you grew yourself! (To be completely honest I only managed to grow 3 carrots in the past few months but that's because I neglected them in pursuit of more flashy summer vegetables)

I also had an apple-plum compote for dessert made with my own fruit <3 Okay, the cheese course in between was store-bought. One of my friends really wants me to get goats and be self-sufficient in cheese and when I told her I would be constantly chasing my goats over hill and dale because they have a reputation to be insufferable escape artists she was like, what difference will it make to your life...

[kyri45]

✨ShadowPeach Bio Parents Bio AU Q&A! 21/11✨

Welcome to the Q&A! A space where I can answer related or similar question about the Shadowpeach Bio Parents AU! If you submitted your ask anonimously, then you’ll have to check the whole post if it’s answered here, if it’s not, worry not! Your asks might have been used for a future comic or just in the queue~

Anonimo ha chiesto: Hi! Would Macaque kidnap Wukong again? I read your comic, the last page, where Macaque is the kidnapping expert. And I'm very curious about it. Anyway, I love your comics! You are awesome.

Haha I don't think they really need it unless they want to do a "traditional wedding courtnapping" but it would be pretty odd since they kind of already live togehter.

Anonimo ha chiesto: I know this is definitely a LONG ways away, but, imagine: Wukong and Macaque playing the newlyweds game. What questions? What answers? Who’s asking the questions? Who’s getting the most right?

I wont list all the lesson but I think Macaque would get most of them right just because Wukong never really changed a lot during the years, while Macaque went through different stages of his life, and and he has new hobbies and tastes.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Will mk have a nightmare about LBD? If yes Then we will have some angst with fluffy monkeys family moments!!!

Oh he has. He has many. Most of them he has while he is at pigsy's.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Can you please shows up a flashback backstory on how MK/Wukong discovered/found out/came out as trans?? 🙏🙏🙏 Banana sundae with chocolate sauce, rainbow sprinkles, THREE cherries, and a super-deluxe one-and-only Monkie King™️ collectible spoon???

Anonimo ha chiesto: will we see any past Shadowpeach?? I’m interested to see how you frame their dynamic back 5en.

Hahah maybe in the future, I'll see

Anonimo ha chiesto: Can we get Wukong telling dad jokes? Please, I’m begging i want to see MK laughing and Macaque just being so disappointed with Wukong yet so smitten. I want to see more Monkey family domestic blissss. 🙏🙏🙏🙏

I don't have my dad jokes book here but man give Macaque an award for the patience he has with these two children

@goofybearclown ha chiesto: Hi :3 Just wanted to say I love your shadowpeach and cotl AU!!! I didn't notice you made both at first but when I did I was like "waow :0". Tbh your works are in my top 3 series on Tumblr! @fenikzia ha chiesto: I love your LMK comic so much, I look forward to reading the new additions to it when they come out every other day,and reading your comic just makes my day better. Even if it hasn't updated a particular day, I make sure to go back and reread the newest part.Keep doing what you're doing and make sure to take breaks! @skye-minecraftyt-blog ha chiesto: You! I like you! Your Bio parents Lmk au always makes me extremely happy and I regularly reread it. ((o(^∇^)o)) Just wanted to say it @blazeandsilver ha chiesto: Hello, I just wanted to say your artwork is absolutely stunning, it makes my day whenever I see that you posted something new to the BioParents comic. Please keep up the good work and be sure to take some time for yourself, you’re important too.

AWWWWWW THANK YOU FOR ALL THE LOVE!!

Anonimo ha chiesto: Hihi shadowpeach au question: You mentioned in the latest comic that Mac is more lean and skinny than Wukong. Will we ever see the full extent of that?? ALSO I ADORE YOUR ART OMG ❤️❤️

A fully naked Macaque you say? Maybe.... who knows....

Anonimo ha chiesto: I come to defend Wukong acting like a man looking at a victorian lady ankles, he hasn’t seen his (ex) husband’s fur in centuries. And he probably hasn’t socialize in years either besides MK and the gang. Romantically he is stunned right? I doubt he has even looked at anyone besides Macaque anyways…

Honestly I like to think that Macaque was the only being in all the universe that was eer able to make him flustered

@mochalikesdrawing ha chiesto: So I got a question, will we ever get to see kaiju MK again?

I have a scene post AU I would like to draw. Maybe.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Ignoring all the angst because it is crushing my soul /pos, I'm lowkey convinced that Macaque knows Wukong feels some kind of way about him because he can hear his heartbeat go crazy at certain moments and isn't dumb, but just isn't calling Wukong on it because he's still trying to sort his own feelings first. BUT ONCE HE DOES OH BOY-

Hahah Macaque knows perfectly well Wukong is down for him. In the meantime Wukong is alwasy afraid he's just imagining things bc he's dense af.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Do you think Wukong and macaque would be cuddling and macaque would be watching something scary and Wukong would be trying to not pay attention to it because he hates scary stuff or would it be the other way around?

yess

@ep2nd ha chiesto: In your shadowpeach bio parents au, if MK and Wukong were created by Nuwa, with Nuwa using Macaque and Wukong as a base, has anyone wondered who created Macaque? And does Macaque himself knows?

Wait Nuwa created Wukong? If that's so I think then all the 5 monkeys were made by her, for some reason.

@boonalina ha chiesto: Sooo what exactly is the courtnapping process like? Is it just a simple "I'm gonna pick you up and carry you away" or is it an entire ceremony? Does someone have to lure the person into place? For example, Mei bringing Redson over to a secluded spot so that Mk can "courtnap" him? (Side note: I've been in this fandom for around two years now, and this comic is what made me find out about courtnapping lol)

I "think" anything that can be counted as like a sneak attack that takes them out of guard and brings them to the designated courtnapped room can be considered as courtnapping technically.

Anonimo ha chiesto: ... Hey so your shadow peach bio parent AU is better way better than season five. WOAH, WHO SAID THAT!! (no but seriously it is like a sitcom I tune on ever so often. Much love 🫶)

Haha thank you! That's a HUGE statement!

Anonimo ha chiesto: I wonder if MK has any unique attributes/abilities as a living mass of celestial material?

He's such a cocktail ofdifferent energies I wouldn't be surprised he is able to glow in the dark.

@cjtuy ha chiesto: I do have a question it's mainly about pigsy and tang when and how long have they been together as a couple and did both of them find mk are they married ?

They have been together for almost a year, but I don't think they are married, but maybe that could happen in the future??? But yeah MK found out a little after season 5 that they are together, that was also the same time he started calling Tang "Papa"

Anonimo ha chiesto: Has macaque added any personal items to the house? Like is he moved in? Have Wukong and macaque improved or changed anything else besides making the bed bigger?

Yes he did! Half of his belongins are in FFM, althought he's a little more minimalistic than Wukong. He also have been bothering Wukong to death so that he can finally organize his stuff (and they were roomates

Anonimo ha chiesto: I feel like if they were to play Minecraft or something macaque would be the base mom. He would be the only one to remember to farm food to not starve. The others would probably forget all the time that hunger is a thing in game. Wukong or Mk: oh dang does anyone have food I'm starving Macaque: (always brings extra for this reason) "sighs" yes

AH!

Anonimo ha chiesto: Remember the Minor Scale episode, from season 2? Where MK learn how to shrink himself? And there’s also the final episode of that season where MK just grow very big to try to fight LBD. I just love that part of his power and I have seen very little people showing it. Like, sometimes that power can show up when the poor boy is experiencing overwhelming emotions that can’t be contained anymore, or pure exhaustion. For example, Having many responsibility can lead to a lot of stress and exhaustion and at some point MK just can’t do more and just become tiny, not able to do more. On the opposite, maybe he experience trauma again through a nightmare (like about azure for example) and the emotional burden is to much and he just becomes big because of that. You see my vision? I love sizeshifting base on emotions :)

Aww and i love emotion-based powers, they are just so easy to play around.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Tbh the show should let macaque have a motorcycle. Wukong gets to be passenger princess

Yesss

Anonimo ha chiesto: as we get into the colder months i like to imagine MK’s first winter coat and he’s all super fluffy and warm

Cool for the monkey parents, bad for pigsy and all the hair in the restaurant from sheeding.

Anonimo ha chiesto: I think it would be so funny if MKs rock hadn't been cracked and he'd been raised on FFM by wukong. If the same thing happens in the show macaque planning to take mks powers thinking he's just Wukongs student but then while macaque and MK are training. Since macaque is so close he notices his ears. (Being raised by a monkey he gets his form sooner) suddenly putting everything on hold busting into FFM and is like WUKONG WTF

There's a fic on AO3 about it it's A Son of Two Dads

@cheese-hommo ha chiesto: Hii, fiesta I want to say I love how you draw and everything, it just looks so cool and beautiful. Now, with the last chapter of Monkey parents Au and so, with the acknowledgement of the demon etiquette and else, DBK and Wukong really misunderstand the comfort scene for a confession? Or something more? It was just so funny seeing the two of them getting so embarrassed at the end 🙂‍↕️

Ah, 2 young demons in their true forms so close to each other, blushing? Scandalous.

Anonimo ha chiesto: I've seen Mk is his Lego merch- he gots a tooth gap- so does this MK have one or did he get it filled?

Wait that was a tooth gap??? I though it was like, a detail of the smile

Anonimo ha chiesto: 🎤 what is your official (if any) opinion on Ink MK? (as a character, plot device, literary parallel, what have you)

It's ok. I personally believe "shadow" version of one character with their own fears and doubts is a clique a little bit too much used. But they give a lot of angst.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Thoughts on Macaque knowing either Japanese or Korean due to him liking anime.

I'll give you one better. Macaque always traveled to Japan pretty frequently during the centuries. Then became a weeb

Anonimo ha chiesto: Maybe it's just me but Wukong looks a bit thicker each time, is it because his fur's thickening or is he getting chubbier ??????? Anyway luv ur art

Both.

[kpop---scenarios]

Compromised (1)

Pairing: Bang Chan x Reader

Warning: Smut [18+ ONLY. MINORS DO NOT READ]

Word Count: 2k

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“You want a shot? Cause I want a shot.” Your friend Lisa grins, turning to the bartender. “Four shots of tequila please.” She smiles.

“Oh my god, Lisa.” You laugh. “Are you trying to kill us?” You ask.

“Nah, just trying to make sure we have a great time.” She laughs, grabbing the shots and heading back to the table with you.

The two of you sit there, each taking one shot as Lisa slinks back in her chair, crossing her arms and staring at you. “We need to get you laid.” She sighs. “It's been too long since you broke up with Felix.”

“It's only been a couple months.” You laugh, rolling your eyes.

“Exactly! You probably have some cobwebs down there.” She says, shuddering at the thought.

You can't not roll your eyes again and laugh. “You're so dramatic.”

“Not to be more dramatic.” She begins. “There's the hottest guy behind you. But don't look.. not yet.” She says, sitting up. “Not yet…now! Look now.”

You turn your head, and you see a man sitting with some friends, laughing, drinking, and he makes your heart flutter. You really wanted to look away, but fuck, his smile was captivating. The way his eyes scrunched, throwing his head back as he laughed made you smile. You still can't look away, not until he turns his head, looking at you. Your eyes lock with him, you watch as his smile drops, his eyes searching yours, analyzing your face, looking at your body before looking back up to your face, his smile returning, even bigger than before.

“Go talk to him.” Lisa urges.

You break away, turning around to look back at Lisa, your eyes wide. “Absolutely not. There's no way he could ever be interested in me.” You laugh. “He's like.. like a fucking god.. and I'm…me.”

“Fuck off, you're hot as fuck and he'd be lucky to bag you.” She yells, taking her other shot. “and now he's coming over here. Buckle up bitch.” She giggles.

You hesitantly look back, seeing him walking over to you with an almost empty drink. You quickly take your shot, adjusting yourself as he stands at the edge of the table. “Hi ladies.” He smiles, looking at both of you.

“Hi.” You smile, looking up at him. He looks even better up close than he did from afar.

“I'm Chan.” He says, holding out his hand to you.

“Hi Chan. I'm Y/N, and this is my friend, Lisa.” You say, motioning to her.

He smiles and waves at Lisa but turns back to look at you. “Can I buy you a drink?” He asks. You look at Lisa who eagerly nods her head, trying to shoo you away.

“Sure please.” You smile, standing up. You walk to the bar with Chan coming closely behind you.

“I'll have a beer and Y/N? What would you like?” He asks.

“I'll take a vodka cran please.” You smile, sitting on a stool.

“So Y/N.. what do you do?” He asks, also sitting on a stool, his eyes never leaving yours.

Hours.

You and Chan sat at the bar for hours, talking about absolutely everything. From both of your families, hobbies, likes, dislikes, and jokes. He made you laugh harder than anyone has in a very long time and you can feel yourself starting to like him. Which you knew you shouldn't do, he was still basically a stranger and you had a tendency to fall too fast and too hard.

“I really want to kiss you.” He whispers. You smile, leaning in closer to him.

“I dare you.” you whisper.

Chan stands up, towering over you as you remain in your seat. He leans down, pressing his lips to yours. The kiss starts off soft and sweet, but quickly becomes needy and passionate as he slips his tongue into your mouth, you both deepening the kiss.

“Guys.” The bartender sighs, clearing his throat as he leans against the bar. “We're closed. You gotta go.”

You break the kiss, looking over at the bartender. “What?” You gasp, looking at your phone. 3am. “Oh my god, I didn't realize. I'm so sorry.” You say to the bartender, gathering your things. You look for Lisa but she's nowhere to be found, you hoped that she would be outside.

“Can I take you home?” Chan asks, stepping away from the stool.

“I have to find Lisa first.” You say, your head is still dizzy from that kiss.

“I'll help you.” He says. “Come, let's look outside.”

You follow behind him, leaving the bar, searching in the swarm of people for Lisa and you find her, standing around with a group of people talking.

“Lisa!” You yell. She shuffles towards you, wrapping her arms around you. “He wants to take me home.” You say to her.

She laughs.

“Let him take you home. And let him fuck you.” She whispers, giving you a small kiss on the cheek, going back to her new friends.

“If your offer still stands, I'd love for you to take me home.” You smile.

“It still stands. Wait here, I'll get us a cab.” He smiles, walking to the edge of the street with his hand in the air. A cab pulls over seconds later, he opens the back door for you to slide in and he gets in after you.

You tell the cab driver your address, your hands resting on your thighs. As the cab drives you're awfully aware of how close he sat to you, his thighs practically touching yours. His hands are mere inches away from yours. You glance over every so often, noticing his hands gradually getting closer to yours. You wanted nothing more than to kiss him again, it just felt so right. You look up at him, biting your lip, he smiles at you. His eyes dart between yours and your lips.

“Fuck it.” He smiles, leaning into you again, kissing you heavily in the back of the cab. Your tongues swirl around each other's, his hands roaming your body while you grab at his shirt.

“We're here.” the cab driver says, putting the car in park.

“Do you wanna come up for…coffee?” You ask, trying not to giggle. You'd never had a one night stand before, you weren't quite sure of the etiquette.

“I love coffee.” He says, paying the cab driver before you both get out of the car. Chan follows closely behind you, his hand resting on your lower back as you scan your key card to get in the front door of your building. Your breath hitches as you can feel him standing against you while you unlock the front door to your apartment. As soon as you open it and walk in, Chan shuts it behind the two of you. You take off your shoes, set your purse down and turn around to face him. Chan smiles at you before he walks towards you. He grabs you, picking you up, crashing his lips against yours once again. He walks around, your lips still attached to his as you murmur directions to your bedroom. He swiftly opens your bedroom door, effortlessly tossing you onto your bed. He crawls on, hovering over you, his hands roaming all over your body, placing sweet kisses over your jawline, moving down your neck and to your collarbone.

“Take it off.” You whisper, pulling at your shirt. Chan happily begins unbuttoning your shirt before giving up and ripping it open, buttons scattering around the room.

“Don't worry, I'll replace it.” He chuckles against your lips. He moves down, kissing your chest, down to your stomach, hovering above your waist where your pants began. Chan pulls down your pants, pulling your panties down as well, throwing them on the floor. He smirks as he licks his lips, sitting up to take off his shirt. You practically drool at the sight of him, fuck you wanted to lick his abs. He lays down, pulling you on top of him. “Ride my face.” He says.

You move yourself up hovering your cunt above his mouth. He grabs your hips, pulling you down where he begins to lick and suck on your clit while you ride his face, grinding yourself on his tongue.

“Oh my.. fuck.” You gasp, reaching behind you to unhook your bra, letting your tits out. Chan reaches up, grabbing them, pinching your nipples, rolling them between his fingers. You run your hands through your hair as you start grinding yourself a little harder against his mouth, moving your hands down to grip onto Chan’s hair now, pulling his head up deeper into you.

“just like that..” you gasp. “Please don't stop…don't… fuck.” You cry out as you cum, your body twitching as Chan still sucks your clit while you come down from your high.

You roll off his face, trying to catch your breath, as he stands up, taking his pants off. His hard cock strained against his jeans. He pulls them down, allowing it to spring free, his tip leaking precum. Before he can say anything, you crawl to the edge of the bed, taking him in your mouth. You swirl your mouth around his tip, licking his cum before you hollow out your cheeks, taking more of him in your mouth. He grabs a clump of your hair, thrusting his cock down your throat, making you gag.

“Christ.” He groans, throwing his head back. You wrap your hand around his shaft, pumping him while you suck, using your tongue to tease him, bringing him closer to the edge. “You gotta stop.” He gasps. “You're gonna make me cum before I get to fuck you.”

You let his cock go with a pop, smiling as you lick your lips, laying back down on the bed. You spread your legs, watching Chan crawl onto the bed, lifting your legs up over his shoulders while he lines himself up, pushing his cock deep inside you. You clench yourself around him, bucking your hips as he slides in and out of you, making you moan with each thrust.

“Mhm, fuck. You feel so good around my cock.” He groans, digging his fingers into your thighs as he holds on tightly to you, picking up his pace.

“Harder.. please Chan.” You whimper. He smirks as he thrusts faster, slamming his cock into you. You'd never been one to be loud, but fuck, with Chan you couldn't control it.

“Oh my god.” You moan, moving your fingers between your lips, rubbing your clit, desperately needing to cum again. Chan grunts, loving the sight of you playing with yourself while he rams his cock into you.

“Cum for me.. please.” Chan groans, his orgasm coming quickly. “Shit.”

You rub your clit a little faster, your second orgasm hitting you even harder than your first one. You cry out loudly as you cum over his cock, trembling beneath him as your chest heaves.

Chan pulls his cock out, wrapping his large hand around it as he pumps until he cums, shooting his warm cum all over your stomach. He groans loudly, collapsing his naked body beside you, as you both try and catch your breath.

Chan gets up first, wandering around, finding you a towel to clean yourself up with. “That was.. wow.” He laughs, slipping his clothes back on.

“It really was.” You smile, dropping your arm over your eyes. Before Chan can respond his phone starts to ring, making you wonder who was calling him at 5am?

“Hello?” He answers. “Now? Fuck okay, I'm on my way.” He says, slipping his phone back into his pocket. “I'm so sorry.” He sighs. “I have to go.” He pauses, putting on his shirt. “I'll call you.” He smiles, leaning down to kiss you.

“Wait!” You yell. “You don't even have my number…” Your voice fades. You lay there, hearing your door slam, sighing so loudly.

You were never going to see him again, were you?

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

(Honkai: Star Rail) Seele, Asta, Feixiao, Firefly, Kafka, Serval, and Acheron pegging their S/O

I'm going to be honest with y'all. I don't even have a good segue or excuse as to why this post is coming from this blog of all places. Gender-neutral also.

NSF-W BELOW THE CUT!

Seele's face heats up so fast that she doesn't even feel cold anymore, despite the fact both her and S/O were wearing nothing.

(Seele) "Y-You...want me to what?"

Upon hearing the request and given the strap to do so, she's still shifting her gaze from the harness and S/O.

(Seele) "...I-I mean, if you're cool with it, I guess."

She was trying her absolute best to keep her cool, and yet...some part of her couldn't deny that this was kinda hot.

Taking a deep breath and after applying the appropriate amount of lube, lays S/O gently onto the bed.

Though in order for her heart to not explode, Seele has S/O laying flat on their stomach, shifting above them.

...Though now she doesn't really know if this position made it better or worse.

(Seele) "You ready?"

After hearing them say yes, she gently inserts into S/O, her breath getting more jagged than S/O's, hearing them moan upon the tip sliding in.

Her heart continued to race as Seele gently pumped into them, the sinful noise filling the room alongside their uneven breaths.

Grabbing their wrists and pinning it onto the mattress, Seele slowly got more into it as lust and confidence began building up, though still making sure not to hurt S/O as she quickened the pace.

As her waist gently bumped into their ass, she leaned further onto S/O, sucking on the skin near their neck hard enough to give them a hickey.

(Seele) "Relax, you wanted me to take the lead, didn't ya?"

It doesn't take terribly long for Seele to start speeding up, her usual bravado quickly coming back.

Asta has bought a few toys here and there (though she will NEVER admit that to anyone) in hopes of getting to use them.

Some of them were stress relievers for herself, but one of them happened to be a very fancy looking strap-on, wondering if she'd ever use it or have someone use it on her.

Though, the former looked like it was happening first, no complaints from Asta.

Putting on the Strap-On in record time (in private, she put it on out of curiousity, again not admitting that to S/O), she lays S/O down missionary style, her eyes hazing over as she grabbed S/O's legs and let them rest on her shoulders.

(Asta) "Tell me when to stop...okay?"

With one hand to adjust the tip, she felt herself sink into S/O, hearing them moan so loudly catching her off guard.

Quickly regaining her momentum, she leaned downward, unintentionally putting S/O into a mating press as she did so.

Feeling them shake underneath her gave Asta all sorts of emotions: though lust and love being chief among them.

With that, she shifted her hands to hold theirs, fingers interlacing between each other before Asta began kissing them.

Her tongue slipped past into their lips as her hips rocked back and forth, hearing S/O moan louder everytime she thrusted.

Though, kissing S/O made Asta slowly give in to her emotions, wanting to hear the cute noises S/O was making more than anything right now.

(Asta) "S/O, I'll keep taking care of you, but...Don't blame me if I get a little carried away, got it?"

Feixiao is taken aback for the briefest moment upon hearing S/O's request.

And then a second later, grows into a very dangerous smirk.

(Feixiao) "Oooh, I think I can provide that, S/O.~"

With a quick lick of her lips pins S/O down onto the bed before kissing them aggressively, almost tearing off their clothes.

...Then it occurred to her:

(Feixiao) "Huh. I...don't actually have a strap-on. Gimme a sec-"

In a quick flash, Feixiao is out of the room with a gust of wind replacing where she was.

And a few seconds later, Feixiao is back with a modest strap-on, lube, and a flushed face.

(Feixiao) "Don't worry, I paid for it! Well, not that they saw anyway. Probably confused as to why a buncha credits are just sitting on their counter now..."

Though she is completely eager to get started, she's still aware that if she was too rough, it wouldn't be enjoyable.

With that in mind, Feixiao slides off her clothes almost instantly, yet takes her time in leaning over S/O and kissing them a little more gently this time.

Her eyes closed as she gave S/O a bright smile, ears twitching as she smooched S/O's lips one last time before pulling the Strap-On up.

(Feixiao) "Now, let's get straight to business, shall we?"

Shifting S/O onto their side, her arms hugged one leg upwards as Feixiao sank into S/O, hearing them yelp. Before she could ask, they reassured her, reminding her to take it slow t least for a second.

Though every instinct in her wanted to absolutely pound S/O, Feixiao nodded and shifted out, the dildo almost falling out before she leaned back in, hearing their breath hitch.

Biting the bottom of her lip, she felt the heat both in her chest and crotch slowly build up, seeing S/O twitch and moan at every little movement.

And all that made Feixiao want to hear them scream her name that much more, shifting positions slowly before leaning entirely over them.

(Feixiao) "Remember, you asked for this...!~"

Firefly felt like she was about to ignite into flames from the heat in her cheeks alone.

(Firefly) "Y-YOU...I...!?"

She at first puts her hands to her face. Firefly doesn't even know how to respond.

Not that she was embarrassed because S/O asked her to peg them, it was more that she didn't even know if she would be good enough for something like that.

But before S/O's shoulders can slump in disappointment, she takes a deep breath before hugging them tightly.

(Firefly) "...T-Thank you for trusting me. I'm...j-just a little nervous is all."

In a few moments, Firefly is adjusting the harness of the Strap-On, poking the dildo almost in a trance. This was going into S/O?

Inhaling deeply before exhaling to calm herself, she pecks S/O on the cheek a few times, both of them giggling despite the compromising position.

Firefly was behind S/O as they both leaned on their side, letting Firefly spoon them as the dildo slid up against the lower part of their spine and feeling them shiver.

(Firefly) "I'll start slow just...let me know as soon as it's too much, got it?"

Finally, she adjusted her waist, a little clumsily at first before finally entering S/O, feeling the harness shift as the dildo slid into them.

S/O shivered from both the feeling of the dildo inside them, in combination to Firefly's breath against their neck.

Firefly was very slow, to the point it was teasing S/O to get more friction, though it was not her intention at all to edge them.

Yet, Firefly held onto S/O tighter, ready to let go at a moment's notice the moment she even thought they were in pain.

But S/O shifted to kiss Firefly, though the angle was awkward, she reciprocated without question as her hips kept slapping against their ass, getting Firefly horny as well.

(Firefly) "Does it really feel that good?...O-Okay, then...! I'll pick up the pace!"

Kafka didn't know if S/O was secretly a masochist for asking for her to peg them.

Then again, she wasn't that cruel. Or at least she wouldn't be the first time.

With a deep and sexy laugh, one hand rests under her chin as she sits on top of S/O's stomach, teasingly right above their crotch, but making sure not to rub against it.

(Kafka) "Hm, you sure know how to keep things interesting.~"

Kafka, of course, has no objections. Quite the opposite, she loves S/O's suggestion.

And without missing a beat, she slides into the harness and has S/O kneel before her.

(Kafka) "...Hm? Oh, I'll get to the main course in a second, but first we have to make sure you're taken care of, right?"

With one hand gently brushing against their hair, she pulls their mouth towards the dildo, not saying anything and letting them put together what she meant.

And after a few seconds, S/O's tongue begins sliding around the tip, licking it obediently as Kafka starts laughing again, albeit more gently this time.

With the same hand petting them, she has S/O start sucking on it more earnestly before having their mouth wrap around it entirely, giving it a very crude lube.

Once she was satisfied, she had S/O lay down on their hands and knees on the bed, applying the lube on them herself with two fingers.

And with all that prepwork out the way, Kafka grabbed S/O's ass and pulled them onto the dildo, feeling them shiver at the sensation and getting Kafka hornier with each moment that passed.

(Kafka) "Much better, don't you think?"

Her hands cop a feel of their ass, hearing S/O moan out of pleasure as her hips sank further in, hands shifting to their waist.

(Kafka) "Do me a favor S/O and don't go out too quickly. I want to hear every noise you can make while I'm inside you.~"

Serval immediately begins coughing, choking on her own spit at the question.

Once she recovers, Serval tries to brush it off as it was nothing.

(Serval) "Heh, well well! Didn't think you'd be so bold to ask, S/O!"

She shifts her blonde hair behind her, grabbing a rather colorful dildo and adjusting it onto the strap-on. After a few moments, she lays on her back, motioning S/O to the bed.

(Serval) "I think I want you to take lead in this performance..."

...

(Serval) "...And I make no promises that will be the last music pun tonight."

Relaxing the tension in S/O by getting them to crack up at that, she lovingly grabs their hands and squeezes it gently, letting S/O shift on top of her legs.

(Serval) "Don't rush it okay? Just take your time."

Letting her elbows prop themselves against the mattress to give S/O some support, she felt their weight slide down onto her dildo, watching as their face scrunched up from pain and pleasure.

Before letting the tip slowly sink further in, and letting the shaft enter them, S/O letting a moan escape as they sat all the way down, Serval blushing all the while at the sight.

Smiling, Serval squeezed their hand tighter as her voice grew softer, though her breathing grew labored, though not as much as S/O's.

(Serval) "I'll go at your pace, S/O. Just enjoy the ride.~"

Seeing them slowly begin to bounce on top of her was getting Serval worked up far more than she'd like to admit.

Never before has she been more grateful that she didn't have to share a room with anyone else in the building, because S/O's moans could wake up the neighborhood.

Though, once Serval knew they got comfortable enough, she was gonna have the city hear S/O's voice as soon as she was done with them tonight.

Intimacy was hard (HA) for Acheron, at least to properly remember.

Yet, the feelings in her chest swelling up she knew very well was embarrassment, something that she rarely felt nowadays.

And all it took was S/O asking her to fuck them with a dildo.

...Granted, Acheron hoped that everyone would react that way when asked something so crude. Yet she couldn't deny S/O this request.

(Acheron) "If you desire it...-"

Acheron promptly threw off her clothes alongside S/O, giving slow smooches as her hands traced all over their body, feeling them tremble under her touch.

Her lips slightly shifted open though kept her overall stoic look even as she grabbed the strap-on, hovering over S/O as she put it on.

Once it was done, she grabbed their wrist to have them cradle her cheek, her head leaning into their touch once they got the hint.

(Acheron) "Take care not to rush things...If it hurts, tell me."

And with a kiss to their palm, Acheron adjusts herself off the bed and stands up while she sat S/O upright, all the while aiming the tip to the proper position.

Acheron grabbed S/O into a hug, having their arms hold her as well, and finally entered S/O, their moan accompanying her small grunt.

Though she entered a little too fast seeing them lean their head into her chest, trying to catch their breath.

She opened her mouth to apologize before S/O reassured her that they were fine and just needed a second, making her nod and hum in response.

For a moment, they just stayed like that, hugging each other while the dildo adjusted itself to S/O.

And after that brief rest, Acheron slowly rocked S/O onto the dildo, making sure they weren't going to fall off even though S/O was sitting on the edge of the bed.

With every moan Acheron heard, the more confident she felt to go faster, peppering S/O with kisses to the forehead before going for the lips, muting their cries somewhat.

The moment they tried to move a hand to cover their mouth, Acheron's brows slightly furrowed.

Finally, the urge overtook Acheron as she laid S/O fully onto the bed, pumping into them at a steadier pace, hands moving to hold their face.

(Acheron) "I want to see all of you tonight, S/O. Will...you indulge me as well?"

[russellsppttemplates]

I have it all right here (Lando Norris)

Matilda Norris makes her way earthside

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"Lando", you called, shaking your husband as he slept peacefully next to you. For the past 24 hours, more than the rest of the pregnancy, he had been by your side since you kept feeling Braxton-Hicks contractions, doting on you as much as he could so you could be a little bit more comfortable.

He held you in his embrace as he whispered sweet things as you cried, feeling all of the emotions as you whispered "I feel like I've been pregnant for decades, Lando! And I can't do anything on my own", you hiccuped as he rubbed your back sweetly, "you're growing our babygirl until she's ready to come and meet us, that's not nothing, my love", he would soothe, kissing your head multiple times as the pressure on your lower belly increased.

"Are you having Braxton-Hicks again?", he mumbled groggily, rolling over to face you after turning his bedside lamp on.

"I think these are real contractions, like, the ones I actually have when I'm in labour", you smiled.

"How are you feeling? Do they hurt a lot?", he wondered. It was amazing how his brain could switch on like that, going from sleepy to fully aware in seconds.

"It feels like really bad period cramps, but they're definitely worse than what I've felt these past couple of days", you reasoned, cuddling into his open arms, "you know this means we're that little bit closer to meeting her, right?", you tried to shift his attention, failing miserably as he grabbed his phone, "we should track them, so we know when to go to the hospital", he opened the app and propped the phone by your face so you could tap the screen.

"I'm good, love", you tranquilized, touching his temple lovingly, "I'm actually excited! We're going to meet our babygirl soon!".

Sure, there had been moments where you didn't feel amazing, morning sickness that lasted all day, tears that came out of nowhere when you felt like you had been pregnant for the longest time ever, pain in you back and hips and not being able to do things like you used to. But it was so worth it. You had created a new life with the love of your life and although she wasn't planned, it didn't mean that she wasn't wanted or loved. Much to the contrary, you and Lando loved that little girl so much already, as well as everyone else around you, falling in love the minute they saw your ultrasound.

When they started feeling too much for you, Lando moved you both to the shower, supporting your hips as you swayed from side to side, the warm water from the shower practically erasing the pressure for now, "this probably will be the last time in a while that I'll be naked with you and you won't find me weird", you blushed.

Your husband quickly tutted, "no way I'll find you weird, you're so beautiful, Y/N. You're my wife, the mother of my babygirl, you're making me a father, and I will never look at you and think anything less that you're gorgeous, amazing and unstoppable", he added, looking for your eyes and ensuring the message got through to you, "you're the best, Lando", you smiled, kissing his lips before wiping your hands on the towell, tapping the screen to stop the count for the contraction as a message popped up, "it says it is a good time to follow up with the midwife as they're coming closer together", you showed him.

Helping you out and getting dressed in a comfy dress, the sun was rising outside as you bounced on your ball while Lando called the midwife, "Hi, Amelia! It's Lando, did you see our texts? Y/N seems to be in labour", you heard him say on the phone, fingers close to his mouth as he bit his nails nervously while giving her as much information as he knew.

"She says she will be waiting for us at the hospital", Lando informed as he stored his phone in his pocket, "what is missing from the bags?".

"Hmm, phone chargers for both of our phones, the pregnancy pillow - I think it's in our bed -, and I think that's it, the rest has already been packed", you smiled, rubbing your bump, "we need to bring the ball but I'll only let you take this away from me when we go to the car.

"C'mon, my love, easy easy", Lando guided you, hand on the small of your back as you walked to the car, "I can do this on my own, you know that, right?", you giggled, "holding his hand as he opened the door for you, "I know you can, doesn't mean that I don't want to help you or be here in case something happens", he charmed, making sure you were sitting as comfortably as you could.

Running back inside, Lando got all the bags and brought them to the car, closing the trunk and meeting you in the front, "Let's go have a baby", he said, kissing your cheek before switching the car into gear.

Driving to the hospital was fine, making you think that if you could, you should give birth while Lando drove you around as it was the calmest you had seen him since your contractions started.

"Let's not worry until, and if, we have to, okay?", Lando nudged at you, driving into the parking lot and seeing Amelia waving at you.

Taking a deep breath, you took off your seatbelt once the car was parked and opened the door, "Good morning! Y/N, how are we doing this morning?", she smiled, helping you get out as Lando thanked the nurse that had joined you to carry the bags.

"I'm good, although these are getting serious now", you breathed through, accepting Amelia's hand.

"I'm going to park the car and then I'll join you upstairs, okay?", Lando said, kissing your forehead sweetly, "I'll be quick, baby, you won't even notice I'm gone", he smiled.

After checking you in and going up to your room, Amelia helped you into the hospital gown as she introduced the rest of the team you hadn't met yet, "my husband should be here any mi- oh, there he is!", you pointed to the curly haired man asking one of the nurses for you.

"I'm here, I'm here!", he said, breathing in, "I'm Lando, the husband, and father to the little one", he introduced himself, greeting everyone in the room before coming to sit next to you, "need help with anything?", he noticed you fumbling with the sleeves, folding them as Amelia explained what they were expecting to happen and what they would do.

As everyone else left the room, Lando helped you go back to bounce on the ball, grabbing a stool with wheels so he could be at the same level, "are they getting bad?", he questioned. Your eyebrows furrowed more than they relaxed and your eyes were shut most of the time.

Smiling at his voice, you opened your eyes, "they're getting closer now, stronger too. Bouncing isn't as effective as it was when we were home, so we either move to the big drugs or we have to find something else to help", you wiggled your eyebrows.

"We still have all of those stretches to go through, I also remember that one article about how touches just out-", you were quick to slap his arm, "your hands are not going anywhere near the downstairs region, oh, no no no, mister. As much as I believe your fingers could work their magic, I don't want you to be around the area that's going to stretch and push a human out. Not today, baby, not today", you threatened lightly, joking with him despite knowing he genuinely had the best intentions.

"Mum sends her well wishes and a bunch of pink ballons", Lando showed you the text message in the family group chat, seeing your face contort in pain, "hey, do you want to move to the bed or walk around a little bit?", he suggested.

"I want up", you said, holding your arms out so he could support you as someone knocked on the door, "hello Y/N, we came in here to check your dilation. Is that okay?", Amelia asked, putting on gloves.

"I just got up", you sighed, not wanting to sit or lie down again, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound so rude", you looked up, "where do you need me?".

"Standing up is fine, dear", Amelia crouched down, "I'm just going to touch you", she informed, doing so before coming back up, "you're at 7 cm, dear! You're progressing very well. And, Y/N, we're here to make this as comfortable as possible for you, you don't have to apologise for voicing your needs".

Your husband crouched down, searching for your eyes and hoping to see what you needed through them when you bent, "Here, lean on me, gorgeous", Lando urged, standing straight and grabbing your arms and lacing them around his neck, hands joint on the nape of his neck as you allowed your hips to loosen and allow your abdomen to rest a little too, gravity doing its thing. For anyone else, you included, this would've been a band-aid fix until you fell down, your legs not taking in the force and collapsing soon, but luckily for you, your husband was an athlete with unusually good neck strength so, for a good while, this would work.

"Is that nice?", he wondered, checking in if this position wasn't at the very least hurting and causing you even more pain.

"It's good, yes", you breathed out, syncing with him as you looked up him, your chin resting just below his sternum, "hey there", he whispered as his soft tone brought a smile to your face, almost numbing all the pressure you felt.

"Hey", you blushed as you felt his gaze on you even though he was not looking or concerned about anyone else in that room other than you and his little girl, "I don't know why we've never done this before, I'm actually comfortable", you joked, "glad we found out sooner than later, we can adopt this greeting from here on", he joked back, a little relieved that you were feeling a little bit better.

"I want up, again", you groaned, "I feel like pushing, and I don't know if I can, call someone, please", you asked Lando as you walked about the room once he helped you to stand, ringing the bell, "you're doing so well, love, so so so well", he whispered, holding you as you swayed from side to side.

"Y/N! Do you think it's time?", the OB asked, "I feel like I have to push, but I'm afraid of doing something wrong, so I need someone to check and make sure I'm not doing something bad for me or for my baby", you explained, humming as she approached you.

"It's time to push, Y/N!", the OB winked at you as she put her gloves on, "do you know how you want to do this?", she questioned.

"Can I have him behind me? My back is killing me but I don't want to sit", you tried your best to explain the vision you had in your head.

Lando was quick to push your back gently against his chest as the nurses and Amelia covered the floor around you with disposable covers, "you can hold her by placing your arms under hers - yes, like that -, that way Y/N can let her body do what it needs to do", she guided as Lando held you under your armpits, hands lacing on your chest, "you've got this, my love", he whispered.

"When you feel the contraction, just push and go along with it!", she urged as she sat in position to catch your baby. You allowed your body to fall against your husband, hoping his strength wouldn't fail you now.

Your body urged you to push and you did what it told you, faintly feeling Lando's lips on your sweaty forehead as he whispered words of encouragement while you pushed, "just a little more, I promise, gorgeous, you're doing so well bringing Tilly to us", he said.

Five big pushes and your baby girl was earthside in Amelia's arms, and with a few wiggles, baby Matilda let out her first cry.

"Should we lay Iin the bed now, mummy?", one of the nurses asked as she helped Lando move you to the bed right next to you as they cut the chord.

"Here's your babygirl, congratulations!", she said, putting the little human on your chest after you let one of the sleeves drop so her skin touched yours, "hello, my love, we're your mummy and daddy", you cooed, tears falling from your eyes as you touched her cheeks, kissing her fingers as she seemed to noticed her movements had a little bit more freedom now.

"Hey, beautiful girl", Lando hiccuped, not having two cares in the world that he was crying in a room full of people. He only cared about you, rubbing your shoulder, and the little baby on your chest. His daughter.

"Now we're gonna need to take this little girl to check everything while you deliver the placenta alright?", one of the nurses said and you extended your arms so she could grab him, "I'll stay her with her, if that's okay", Lando checked.

"We'll do it here, you'll still be in the same room", she smiled as she moved to the counter on the side of the room, pulling out the materials she needed like the measuring tape, a scale and such.

"I'll just be in the way there", he said with loving (and still a bit teary) eyes, "I love you so much, baby. Thank you for this, thank you, thank you", Lando said, brushing the hair away from your eyes.

"Thank you for not letting me give up, and for letting me use you like monkey bars in the playground", you smiled, puckering your lips so he would take the hint and kiss them.

The moment Matilda was placed back in her daddy's arms and chest, Lando was sure he would do anything in the world that he needed to do to make sure his family was safe and happy. He vowed to always be there whenever you and his daughter needed, to support you everytime even if he wasn't physically close and to always love you both, no matter what.

"You look so much like mummy, gorgeous girl", he whispered, "you have her chubby cheeks, her nose, although hers is not as button like as yours, but the resemblance is there. You're so loved, babygirl. You have so many uncles waiting to shower you with kisses and presents, grandparents that can't wait to meet you. And me and mummy have wanted you for so long. It wasn't, maybe, in a timing we figured would be best, but the more we thought about it, the more we figured that maybe there wouldn't have been a great timing ever, so your surprise was the best one, ever. I met your mummy because of our work, or part of what I do as well, you'll soon find out. She's so strong, just like you, eh?", he chuckled as she held his finger in her fist with the reflexive tight grip, "and she's kind, persistent, so intelligent, and I hope you get all of those traits, too. You're our dreams come true, Matilda", he said as he kissed her forehead, making her scrunch deliciously against his naked chest.

"How's everyone in here?", Amelia asked after she knocked on the door, to which you replied after the noise woke you up, "we're doing good, the food helped a lot, thank you", referring to the tray of food they brought you as you had barely gotten any sleep since the day before and did not have much of an appetite during labour.

"Now we should see this little one's tummy, if that's okay. Because any minute now I think she'll be hungry", she asked as Lando put on a shirt after placing your daughter on your chest.

Uncovering your chest after joking about everyone in the room having been all in the up in there and how it wasn't a boob flashing that was going to compromise you further, you urged your babygirl to latch on your nipple.

"Alright, let's get this baby to latch, shall we? I'm probably going to have to touch you if that's okay", the nurse said while you nodded, "C'mon, little one, you can't be too lazy about this, it's right there ready for you!", she smiled as she touched her cheek, the reflex immediate as she suckled, "Good job, Matilda", she whispered, looking at your vitals.

"And you, Y/N? How are you feeling?", she questioned as she registered the numbers on her iPad, "I'm good, a little tired, but otherwise fine and very much in love", you blushed, touching Matilda's cheek.

"Lando?", Amelia finally asked, bringing Lando out of his focus as he watched you and your daughter.

Sighing, Lando had the look of love, as Max would often tell him whenever his eyes glossed over and he had the biggest smile on his face, "I'm on cloud nine. I have both of my girls finally with me, they're well and they're healthy. I'm on cloud nine, indeed, I don't need anything else. I have it all right here".