#A precious bean tagged me

[suja-janee]

I love Lucy Maclean, she’s such a sweetheart

[egginfroggin]

Child unhand that marsupial

[wowifinallywatched]

Wow I Finally Watched Sunshine

What happens when you put Cillian Murphy and Chris Evans in close confinement on their way to send a bomb into the sun?

Did I mention the incredible Michelle Yeoh and Benedict Wong are apart of these space shenanigans?

Have I gotten your attention of this very underrated movie yet?

Sunshine came out in 2007 and I had never once heard or seen anything of this movie until a few days ago, While I was innocently scrolling through Disney+, This movie appeared.

Now, Being a huge fan of Chris Evans for many years and recently diving into the work of Cillian Murphy, I was already hooked.

But then you tell me this is a Sc-fi Psychological Thriller set in space?

NOW I REALLY AM HOOKED.

But this isn't just a 'For the scares and spooks' of space travel that film often portrays, This is a film ahead of it's time. A story that could be told in any year, Because this will always be relevant.

This movie makes you think.

What is beyond the stars? What would you do in these humanity-testing scenarios? What would you do when you've come face to face with not only the surface of the sun, but also your own heart?

A movie that questions your own humanity, A movie that has made you feel something so real that it makes your chest feel tight as if you're in that scenario, As if you're apart of a team with these people by your side day in and day out - That is a job well done.

While this movie did take a little bit to get into, it builds the suspence of what's really going on here. But everytime you think you'll look away, you reach for your phone - The movie does something that makes you need to rewind and go "Did they really just say that?"

And when you reach that moment.

There's no going back.

This movie was so incredibly different than anything I've experience for a while and As a thorough enjoyer of the Sci-fi genre in all different forms, This was a truly pleasant surprise.

***Please be cautious minor spoilers in the tags***

***Please read the content warnings of this movie before watching, it can depict scenes that may trigger some individuals***

[kittydoesthings]

just watched the finale of The Owl House and I need to go cry for a bit

[nguyenfinity]

ohh sana i just want to say u have such a sense of design i am looking at all your ocs with puppy eyes

Hgdjshdkjdhd Thank you that means so much 😭😭 !!!

I am like a vampire in that I do not talk about my OCs unless invited to do so so I have resorted to pasting them all over my dash again

[bookworrm1999]

How Far Away? Part 9

Caleb x Mc

Tags: unplanned pregnancy, presumed death, depression, miscommunication, miscarriage scare

Summary: Mc and Caleb fight right before he goes on a long mission into space. Caleb ends up MIA while Mc finds out she's pregnant. She struggles to deal with the grief while Caleb is fighting for his life to make it back home to her.

Aо3

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

Epilogue

She had fallen asleep in his arms while they had been quietly talking.

Everything that he had missed, all the extra details that she hadn’t sent via message.

All the while, their precious miracle rolled up against his hand as if welcoming him home.

Caleb had taken full advantage of his authority to make sure the hospital conducted the rest of his care from her room instead of his.

So he was currently hooked back up to a saline bag and a vitamin drip.

Stuck on a special diet to help him recover from malnourishment.

Being stuck here was nothing with her in his arms.

Now that he was more lucid and pumped on proper food and sleep. His brain was working overtime.

Ever could not find out about their baby.

A baby made from experiment 001 and 002? Prime material for an experiment. And if they got ahold of their precious little bean from inside the womb?

He shuddered to think about it, messing with the baby’s development while it was still forming. It made him sick to his stomach.

No, he thought he would have more time to figure this out but time was up.

A 20 week countdown loomed over Caleb’s head.

He would fully discuss this with her when they got home but preliminary plans whirred in his brain.

First he would have to find a way to get rid of the professor and Ever’s leader.

There were many other researchers but if he took the main figureheads out, there would be less of a threat.

Then, he would have to find Ever’s old research and records on him specifically.

Caleb did not want to become mostly a machine like Viper.

He could feel something growing from his arm and planting itself further into his body, taking him over bit by bit. It scared him to think that he could become a machine and not even recognize her one day.

After acquiring the research, he’d have to find someone to take out his chip in his brain and then try and stop the growth from his arm.

It was reminiscent of the crystal disease that Ever had been experimenting with except this originated from man and not wanderers.

Tightening his arms around the love of his life, his reason for existing, he drifted off to sleep awaiting tomorrow.

**

Caleb’s aircraft was still at the Fleet’s HQ and he didn’t want to bring her anywhere near there right now.

So they took the shuttle home.

The hospital had wanted to keep him longer but she was released and he wasn’t going to let her leave without him.

Neither was she for that matter, her hand hadn’t left him since they had been reunited.

Coming home was sobering, as they followed a small trail of blood into the house.

“I didn’t realize that I was leaving a trail behind.”

“I’m not surprised.” Caleb grabbed the mop from the closet, “Go sit down, I’ll clean this up real quick.”

She was still holding onto his arm, following him this whole time. Her small hand tightened on his bicep

“I’m afraid that if I let you go, that you’ll disappear, that you’ll be just a figment of my imagination.”

Caleb thinks for a minute before responding

“Here, let me make it real for you. Can hallucinations do this?”

Leaning down, he bites down on her neck gently and worries it between his lips. Leaving a mark on her skin to ground her.

Gasping at the sensation, she turns her head and captures his neck in the same manner.

Giving them matching marks.

“Go sit down baby, I’ll be back. Promise.”

“And then we’ll talk.” She states this as a fact, he gulps a bit but he was ready.

“Yes, we’ll talk.”

As she sits down on the couch, he mops away the evidence of a traumatic night. His anxiety growing all the more as time passes, not wanting to expose everything but knowing he has to.

Putting the mop back into the closet, he makes his way over to the couch; sitting on the opposite end of the curve so he can be by her but not crowd her space.

Caleb sits there a moment, gathering his thoughts and thinking in how to best to start things.

She waits there patiently, looking at him eager for the answers he’s kept from her for so long.

Sighing, he begins

“Before you lost your memories, you and I were always together. But we were experiments kept in a lab by grandma, Josephine back then.

You were 001 and I was 002.”

Stopping, he can’t bring himself to look into her eyes, looking at her mouth instead.

“You had an aether core in your heart, they were experimenting with the power increase that resulted everytime you died and they brought you back to life.”

This was so hard to talk about

“They molded me to be your antithesis, the weapon able to counter you and bring you down. We were two halves of a whole. I was forced to watch you die over and over again, never knowing if this was the last time that I’d see you alive again.”

Rubbing his eyes furiously, his chest hurt from all the pressure

“Everytime you died, you came back all muddled. Your memories blending together or being all together lost. I had to introduce myself to you so many times…”

He paused,

“Hi, I’m Caleb, I’ll always be by your side.”

A long resounding echo of words he had to say over and over

“It was awful but we had each other, despite our circumstances…. Josephine got sick of what Ever was doing and planning to do with us. Ever’s ultimate goal was you, using you. She took us, the disaster happened and you lost all of your memories. And she became Grandma.”

It was silent for a minute before she asked

“Is that all?” Her voice neutral, not betraying anything.

“No, Ever found where grandma had taken us much later in our lives. That’s what the explosion was, a way to take out a deserter and to get us back under their thumb.”

Stopping to take deep breath, he thought about how hard it was to tell this all to her. Caleb had held this inside him for so many years, in a way it was liberating. But it was hard to ignore the instinct that this was putting her into danger.

“When they recovered me from the explosion, I woke up before you and they gave me a choice. Live and take your place, they’d leave you alone for now or die and they take control of you.”

His hands were shaking just reliving it. The terror of her being under their thumb again, potentially killing her a few times to make her power increase once more. It was worth everything to say yes, regardless of what happened to him.

“I said yes, after I recovered from my burns, they began to modify me. Starting with my arm, making me stronger but making me lose sensation.”

Clenching his fist, he continued

“I had no idea until later that this machinery would eventually take over my entire body, assimilating me into the perfect weapon, more machine than man.”

“That’s what led me to being interjected into the Fleet. The fleet is under Ever’s rule, their attack dogs. Where I got the chip in my head, it’s at 50% integrity now but if I’m not careful they can bring me under their brain washing if I show any outward resistance.”

Caleb looks at the swell of her belly, the catalyst of what is to come.

“I don’t want to scare you but if they find out that there’s a child between us, there’s a big chance they’ll take you to experiment on you and our baby.”

This gets a reaction out of her besides her straight posture, her hand coming to hold her belly protectively. He still can’t look her in the eye.

“That’s why I need to collect the records on the both of us, destroy the digital copies. Then take care of the professor and the head of Ever. Find someone who can use the notes they took when they made their upgrades to my body, to stop the growth and then take the chip out of my head.”

They sit in silence for a moment, everything he had to say out in the air to ponder.

“That’s the gist of everything that I hadn’t told you.”

She sat there silently while he fidgeted nervously with his fingers. After a few minutes she asked

“Why didn’t you tell me this before?”

“To be honest, I thought that if I kept you out of this that it would be safer for you. That you could live your life happier without this looming over your shoulders, jumping at shadows.”

“If I had been aware of these things, it would’ve made my life a lot easier actually. Sure I would’ve been more wary, but that’s a good thing. I wouldn’t throw myself into situations not knowing the whole of what was happening behind the scenes. Not to mention, even with you keeping me in the dark, things keep happening anyway.”

Feeling properly chastised, thinking about it she was right.

“I realize that now. I’m sorry for not telling you. It’s hard to go against my instincts to protect you. Watching you die so many times when we were young kind of hardwired my brain.”

She finally moved closer to him and reached out to hold his hand.

“Then we’ll rewrite your brain together. I don’t mind us wanting to possess each other, sometimes I want to keep you in my skin and know everything you’re doing too. But it has to be on equal terms, I need to know things and it’s gotta be mutually consensual. Okay?”

He could get behind that

“Right.” Caleb looks up into her eyes for the first time since he started sharing his darkest secrets.

Her face was brighter than he’d seen in a long time.

”Honestly I thought you’d be a bit more freaked out from learning about our origins.”

“Well, sure I’m freaking out inside but we can do this together, protect our baby together. Like you said, we’re two halves of a whole and will always be together. Now, where are these records of the experiments they did on us?”

“The disaster that led to us having to abandon the facilities, it happened in what’s now known as the N109 zone. Which I know you have experience with.”

Grinning sheepishly, she nods

“Yes, I guess it’s my turn to share some secrets. I know Sylus, the leader of Onychinus, they’re set up in the N109 zone. He would probably help us if I asked him to. Sylus might even be able to help us with your arm and chip issue. He’s good with machines and programming, plus he has more contacts then we do. Actually, Zayne would be a good choice too, for the medical sides of things!”

Caleb grimaced at the thought of Zayne helping, Sylus too. He was well aware of Sylus and his dealings. They usually kept a mutual eye on each other but had never met personally.

But if they could help him which in turn protected her and their baby. He’d swallow his pride, he’d do anything for his two most precious people.

“Well, I guess you should reach out to him, see if he’ll help. Zayne too I guess.” He gritted this out

“I will! I’ll have to head back to Linkon in two days anyway for my anatomy scan.”

“Oh right! I’d like to go with you. The Fleet has rescinded my MIA status and my lawyer took care of transferring my assets back to me. I’m completely free now that I’ve been placed on medical leave for a few weeks so I can be wherever you need me to be.”

She grasps his hand tighter, bring it to the swell of her belly, laying both of their hands in a protective gesture over their baby.

“Yes I’d like you to be there. I was worried that I’d have to deal with all of the legal stuff with your lawyer, I’d been avoiding that. Thank you, we can move forward with the plan after the scan then.”

Scooting closer, he lays his other arm around her shoulders and plops his head down on top of hers. They bask in each others company, the air clear between them for the first time since reuniting.

“Thank you for opening up to me. I know that was really hard for you but I appreciate it that you made the effort to tell me.”

“I held back for so long but now that I’ve said everything, I actually feel so much lighter.”

“The burden is light to carry when shared between two backs.”

“Haha, well I guess you’re right. I’ll have to get used to saying that considering you agreed to marry me. Whats that saying? Happy wife, happy life?”

Holding a finger up, she pokes his cheek firmly

“I agreed to marry you in the future, for now I’m just your girlfriend.”

“Sure sure, whatever you say dear.”

Things were looking up in their relationship, they were still a bit crazy with how much they wanted to possess the other. But they were finally communicating.

Attacks from the outside had yet to be dealt with though. Ever’s looming eye, the threat of losing their baby, Caleb’s slow transformation from man to machine. They would face the war together, hand in hand.

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[lurkingshan]

Random QL Superlatives: 2024 Edition

My friends! It is time once again to reflect back on the year and give out some random ass awards to the things that gave me joy in the many QLs I watched.

In no particular order, this year’s winners:

Best Long Term Glow Up: Off Jumpol as Jane in The Trainee

I've been simping for Jumpol since the Puppy Honey days, because I know potential when I see it! This year the rest of y'all finally caught up with me and realized this man is aging like a fine wine. We all won!

Most Valuable Prop: Aoyanagi Hajime Standee, I Became the Main Role of a BL Drama

Will anything ever make me laugh as hard as Akafuji opening the door to Aoyanagi Hajime while holding an Aoyanagi Hajime standee and then running for his life, standee tucked under his arm, to escape the mortification? If so, it's def another joke from this show.

Best Heart Destroying Angst: Every Moment of Let Free the Curse of Taekwondo

Sometimes you just want a show to break your heart into a million tiny pieces and then stitch it back together, and there is no better version of that experience this year than this beautiful show.

Wackiest Premise That Somehow Works: Caged Again

Whomst could have predicted that a BL about a penguin who turns into a human, goes to high school, and falls in love with a panther would be one of the sweetest, most compelling stories of the year.

Most Precious Bean: Taishin, Takara's Treasure

Just look at his cute little face!! My son has never done anything wrong in his life. He's adorable and I won't hear a word against him.

Drama Child of the Year: Young San, Century of Love

My soul fully tried to leave my body every time this child appeared on screen. I must congratulate this child actor--his name is Chayanan Akkharadumrongdet--on perfectly embodying the spirit of an old man trapped in a tiny body. Give this boy an award!

Best Love Theme: Di Inakala by Paul Pablo, Marahuyo Project

Such a gorgeous song, first used while King reads Ino's letter and realizes Ino has feelings for him. Hits me right in the chest every time I hear it.

Best Sex Scene - Almond and Latte's first time, Knock Knock Boys

Everyone else can throw in the towel, this is the best depiction of a loving but awkward first time that will ever be committed to film.

Star of My Vision Board: Yako, She Loves to Cook and She Loves to Eat

Oprah said it best: “She is the mother I never had, she is the sister everybody would want. She is the friend that everybody deserves. I don't know a better person.”

Outstanding Achievement in Old Man Yaoi: Mr. Mitsuya's Planned Feeding

It's not every day that a show manages to sell you on a 20+ year age gap, but this one did it without breaking a sweat and had us all rooting for Ishida to eat that old man up with a spoon.

Best Sight Gag: Rock Lifting Karan Over His Shoulder, Cherry Magic Thailand

Is it the way Rock bends down and grabs him with no warning? The way Karan still does a polite wai over his shoulder? The way Dujdao scurries after them? Idk but it's been 10 months and I am still laughing.

Best Absolute Mindfuck: Love for Love's Sake

Sometimes a scene from this drama will flash through my mind and I'll have to spend a few minutes just staring at the wall, and that's how you know it was damn good.

Most Brainrot Inducing: Unknown

The way this story had a chokehold on my brain for three entire months was no joke.

Swooniest Love Interest: Mahasamut, Love Sea

Just look at this glorious man! And on top of all that visual splendor, he's kind and generous and brave and smart and competent and high key a smart ass. In this house we love Mahasamut!

Best Classic Watch: The Miracle of Teddy Bear

The most delightfully surprising watch of the year for me, and a great reminder to never, ever trust anything MDL commenters say about a show.

Y'all know the drill: feel free to join in and post your own superlatives, and please tag me if you do!

[sneetsnirt]

BABY SETO ARRIVED!!!!!!

I also got grown ass Kaiba and a Disheveled Joseph!!!

(My apologies i am a shit photographer)

Came with the whole lot so i got some pics below the cut of the rest. There are a lot of cute details and sorta easter eggs in the designs

Firstly, extremely important you see the difference in Joey and Kaiba’s brow thickness cuz loves me a Joey with canerpillar eyebrows and a Kaiba with basically no eyebrows.

Kaiba’s lik coat can be moved and adorably on his stomach is his locket

Here’s also a close up of baby seto’s blue eyes.

Wish they’d made a mokuba Dx

Next we got the details on Joey. Alas no dog tag but they did make sure his shirt went below his pants’ waist band and got the sleeve details correct.

Mai and Anzu. Kinda weird we got these two? like Mai not so much, Anzu a little, and it's kinda weird if we get Anzu we don't get Honda? but i'm also like one of 3 Honda stans so lol. it kinda feels like they weren't super sure what to do with long hair, but here these 2 are. they have the cute details of Anzu's collar & cut off sleeves and Mai's corset and her deck pouch under her jacket:

YUUGS!!! They're both precious. Got the puzzle on their tums. Love the purple eyeliner haha. Yami's jacket goes all the way up and he has the black tank under it. Yugi's has a little loose fabric to show how fair down it goes but it is designed to look like he is wearing the jacket. they both have the 2 very important studded belts ahhaa.

Bakurassss: cute lil faces, both are basically identical except for the hair horns and expressions. very cute. lil millenium rings on the tums and their blue over shits come up to show off their cute lil stripey ones.

Mariksssss: These two are the most different. 2 totally different outfits. Yami Marik we got a eye on his head, darker purple cape that goes all the way up, black tank, spikey hair, khakis in case he gets called into the office or something and a black tummy. Marik has his lil midriff on the back lol, belt

Regular Degular Marik also has A HOOD you can actually put on him!!!

fave details has gotta be those earrings tho hahaa.

all these lil guys are super soft and have some beans in them and are weighted so they sit pretty solidly. I'm obsessed i love them so much ahahah.

I really hope they make a second series. I would love a Mokuba, Honda, Duke and honestly Weevil and Rex would be kinda cool. Hell I'll take a Bandit Keith XD

[lre333]

💯NOW❕ with a link to the original description post ~ ✨💅🏾📚🙏🏾🎶💘

just remembered also that i never posted the updated cas photos from this lovely lil found family ~ they’ve welcomed two new additions recently! hunny’s rescue chihuahua , gigi, and snickers’ new alien bestie , nevermind ~ 💖✨

[diazsdimples]

Fuck It Friday!

Sharing a little bit of my Bucktommy spinoff of my Bathena Ranch AU, featuring baby Alfie. This wip and Alfie in particular have been my guilty pleasure over the past couple of months and I'm so happy that I've finally had some beans to write them.

Buck hurries over to his son. “What’s wrong, is he okay?” he asks, holding his arms out. Eddie surrenders the baby to his father, looking a little regretful as he passes a hand through Alfie’s soft curls. “He’s fine, just getting tired.” Eddie tickles Alfie’s cheek and the baby gives another hiccup, his lip trembling. “Too much socialising for you, huh bud! I won’t take it personally.” Buck smiles softly at his best friend’s tenderness towards his son – ever since Alfie’s birth, Eddie had been by his and Tommy’s side, helping them with cooking and cleaning, and even taking Alfie for talks around the block when Buck and Tommy were in desperate need of a nap. Alfie whimpers again before his face splits into a huge yawn. “Ohhhh, yeah, that’s a sleepy baby if I ever saw one.” Tommy smiles as he walks up behind his husband, wrapping his arms around Buck’s waist. He presses a feather-light kiss to Buck’s neck and gazes adoringly at his son over Buck’s shoulder. “Want me to take him?” “Nah, it’s okay. I’ve got it.” Buck gently bounces Alfie as he makes his way back to his chair beside Bobby. The fire captain gives Buck a fond look and stretches out a hand to gently brush against the back of Alfie’s onesie, before returning to his conversation with Karen. The volume levels are still quite loud, aided by Jee, Christopher and Denny’s animated conversation about which Disney film is the best. Jee seems firmly stuck on Moana and will not accept Christopher and Denny’s suggestion of Mulan. Alfie can’t seem to settle, wriggling in Buck’s arms until he lets out a frustrated cry. “Shhh sweetheart, it’s okay,” Buck soothes, adjusting Alfie so he’s lying on Buck’s shoulder. “Daddy’s here.”

Bonus: Tommy introducing Alfie to the horses & tags under the cut

The horses trot towards Tommy as he runs his hand along the fence of their paddock, hopeful he’ll slip them an apple slice or some sugar cubes. Clover tosses her mane, the long silky strands flowing behind her like finely spun gold. Ranger – Bobby’s grey gelding – snorts and paws at the ground, nudging Tommy’s arm with his blunt nose. Tommy chuckles and rubs Ranger’s nose, enjoying the velvety feeling beneath his fingers. “Hey boy,” he says as he scratches along Ranger’s jaw. Clover seems content to let him get all the attention, nosing instead at the small bundle strapped to Tommy’s front. She huffs out a breath of air and gives Tommy an almost quizzical look. Tommy smiles. “That’s right, you haven’t met this little guy yet, have you?” He opens the wrap, revealing the top of Alfie’s head which he supports with his hand. Alfie’s mouth hangs wide open as he sleeps and there’s a patch of drool on Tommy’s shirt. “This is my little boy, Alfie. He's only a couple of weeks old, but he's the most precious thing in my life, aside from Evan.” The horses toss their heads at the small, weird looking thing in Tommy’s arms, but Clover takes a step forward and nudges him with her nose, gentler than she would do to Tommy. Alfie stirs in Tommy’s arms but doesn’t wake.  “I never thought I'd have a son, so this is kind of surreal to me you know?” Tommy continues. “He's so small and precious, and he relies on me or Evan for everything and it's nice? To be needed?” Tommy finds that he doesn’t struggle to say this to the horses. He’s been thinking it for weeks, how he never thought he’d find a man who would love him enough to want to start a family with him, and he never dreamed he’d have a baby as perfect as his son. He’s biased, of course, but every word he says to the horses is founded in truth. It all still feels like a dream to him. Tommy clears his throat, pushing aside the emotion threatening to well up.  “Anyways, this is him, you can sniff his head if you like.” He moves closer and Ranger snuffles at Alfie’s head. The fine hairs on Alfie’s head swirl as Ranger breathes out. “He smells really good, which apparently is common for newborns,” Tommy continues with a grin. He scratches behind Ranger’s ears before letting out a long sigh. “I should probably take him back inside or Evan will worry. He's a little clingy of Alfie right now, but don't tell him I said that.” He gives Ranger one last pat and rubs Clover’s nose fondly before turning around and making his way back to the house.

NP tagging friends/mutuals (feel free to ignore) @theotherbuckley @hippolotamus @daffi-990 @buckera @watchyourbuck

@bidisasterevankinard @babybibuck @bibuckbuckgoose @actuallyitsellie @bucks-daddy-issues

@wikiangela @loveyouanyway @spotsandsocks @slightlyobsessedwitheverything @thekristen999

@tommysdaddykink @underwaterninja13 @rainbow-nerdss @monsterrae1 @bigfootsmom

@perfectlysunny02 @inell @agenttommykinard @buckevantommy @bucksbignaturals (lmk if you want adding or removing for this wip)

[sweetchildcloud]

||BEAN|| written by me

Plot: Maki and you had a baby and your wife is getting used to it

Tags-Lesbian love,woman x woman,Maki x fem!reader,lots of cuddles,fluff,motherly love,heartwarming,cute overload,it is intended that Myla grows a bit in the story.

please reblog 🔁 and like❤️

i'm no english native so sorry for some mistakes

P.s: my brain is in riot cause of Maki x fem raeder ughhh + you don't know how much it taked to describe th f*cking lion plushie + the intended stuff are the description

@muzansslxt @candy69gurl @kiwicopia @ponderingmoonlight @satorkive

-Maki never considered herself a maternal person. She had never spent time around kids or even thought much about them before. When she and her wife decided to get pregnant, she was nervous and scared. But seeing her wife's glowing face as she held their baby for the first time, everything changed. Suddenly, she knew she could love with a fierceness she hadn't known existed. She spent every waking moment devoted to being the best mother she could be, from changing diapers to singing lullabies and reading bedtime stories.-

You were currently sitting on the couch as you held Myla in your arms as she cooed sadly missing Maki presence as you were also recovering from the heavy laboured you endured days ago.

Maki's heart ached at the sound of Myla's cries. She desperately wanted to comfort her baby but she was currently occupied with making dinner and taking care of you,her wife. Guilt gnawed at her, feeling like she wasn't doing enough as a mother and spouse.

"I'm almost done cooking, sweetheart" Maki says to you . "How about we put on some music for the little one while we wait, hmm?" She reaches out and tousles her crying baby's hair gently, hoping to soothe her while she's preoccupied.

Maki noticed how exhausted and drained her wife looked. She went over to you and gently cupped your face in her hands, looking at you with concern. "Darling, are you sure you're alright? You look so tired," she says softly, her voice filled with worry. "You've been working so hard and you're still recovering - let me take care of you while you rest, okay?"

With utmost care, Maki helped you get situated in the bedroom and made sure you was comfortable. "You take it easy tonight" she whispers, planting a gentle kiss on your forehead. "I'll take care of everything, okay? The baby, dinner, everything."

-While Myla had inherited Maki's brown eyes, her soft, fuzzy hair was a beautiful shade of (your hair color). From her button nose to her chubby cheeks, she was a beautiful baby that Maki and you adored wholeheartedly.-

As Maki held her baby, looking at her and feeling her small form against her own, she couldn't help but feel a swelling in her heart. This little life that she and her wife created together was the most precious thing in the world to her. In that moment, nothing else mattered but the love of her family.

Myla cooed softly, her little fingers grasping Maki's hair. Maki couldn't help but smile at the sight. She nuzzled her nose against her daughter's cheek, whispering quietly "I love you, little one. We created something amazing, you know that?"

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Maki carried Myla into the kitchen, where her wife was sitting at the table, resting quietly. "Hey, look who I found" she said cheerfully, placing the baby in her wife's arms. "She was missing her mommy." Myla squealed happily at the sight of her mother, reaching out her tiny arms towards her. Maki sat down beside her, smiling at the sight of her little family.

as you were holding Myla she grabbed a fork shooked it,playing with it before dropping it on the ground looking at it "Myla..no bad thats' no good okay?" you said in your baby tone as you picked the fork but Myla dropped the knife instead giggling and you huffed

As Myla continued to play with the utensils, Maki couldn't help but chuckle. "Looks like someone's got a taste for causing trouble" she said with a smile, watching as Myla dropped the knife onto the floor. But even though her antics were causing a mess, Maki couldn't help but find her adorable. "Looks like we've got a little rascal on our hands, eh?"

You looked at Maki with a scowl and when you were about to open your mouth to speak Myla took the glass and played with it and you immediately tried to stop her "Myla no no! give it to me baby"

As Myla reached for the glass, Maki quickly intervened. "No, no, sweetie" she said gently, taking the glass from her tiny hands. "We don't play with glass, okay? It could break and hurt us" She gently redirected Myla towards her toys, handing her a safer and more suitable item to play with instead.

Myla took the squeaky toy and threw it on the floor as it emitted tiny squeaks as it bounced on the pavement "oh she's angry" you said giggling

Maki couldn't help but let out a small chuckle at Myla's antics. "Looks like someone's getting a bit feisty,eh?" she said with a smile. "But we need to teach her that throwing things isn't acceptable behavior. Let's try something else, shall we?" Maki offered Myla a soft plush toy instead, encouraging her to play with it more gently

-The plush was a Lion,called Maxy, formed by a round and soft red body,the limbs were soft ropes that ended with brown legs also soft filled with cotton with circles behind them reminiscent of the pads and the head was larger than the body,the mane was formed by long and short stripes that decorated it from behind while in front there was the lion's face formed by two black and small circles where below there was a soft and prominent muzzle with soft black truffle and with two other two circles at the end on the sides of the face which were the cheeks. Around his neck was a red bandana with the sheriff's coat of arms also decorated with a drawing of a miniature lion on a horse with dark brown lines finally it had a long tail formed by a long stripe that ended with a pompom for the tail-

But Myla cooed angry trowing it on the floor too "Oh no! you hurted your lion Myla" you cited poking her

Maki couldn't help but feel a mix of amusement and mild exasperation at Myla's tantrum. She picked up the toy lion and held it up to her face, speaking in a playful tone. "Ah, what have you done, Myla? You've hurt your poor little Maxy. He's sad because you threw him on the ground." Maki shook the toy lion gently, as if it was protesting.

Myla's eyes widened at the sight of the toy lion being "upset". She reached out for it, her tiny fingers grasping at its soft fur. Maki playfully pulled it back, pretending to scold her. "No, no, no. Remember, we treat our toys with care. Apologize to your lion, baby."

Myla let out a tiny whimper as if she understood what was asked of her. She patted the toy lion gently, cooing softly as if apologies. She looked up at Maki, her eyes wide and innocent, as if asking for approval.

"i think Maxy forgived your action,right Maki?" you said looking at your wife as Myla whimpered trying to reach for her toy

Maki chuckled at the sight of Myla's pleading eyes, her little arms reaching for the toy. "I think you're right" she said with a smile, handing the toy back to Myla. "Looks like Maxy is feeling better now that you apologized. Just remember, we treat our toys gently, just like we treat each other gently, okay?"

"And speaking of Maxy…" Maki held up the lion toy once more, pretending to speak on his behalf. "He's feeling a bit sleepy. Should we put him down for a nap?" She made the toy yawn loudly, making Myla giggle in response. "I think that's a yes" Maki said with a wink, placing the toy in a nearby crib. Maki watched as Myla unsteadily made her way over to Maxy, her tiny feet stumbling and wobbling. She babbled happily as she reached for the toy Lion, her chubby hands grasping at the air. Maki couldn't help but smile at the adorable scene, her heart swelling with affection for her family. "Looks like Myla really loves Maxy" she said softly, gently guiding her baby to sit down next to the toy.

Myla grabbed Maxi before looking at her mum "oh i think she wants you to play with her"

Maki understood immediately what Myla wanted and her heart melted. She knelt down next to her daughter and the toy lion, happily joining in the game. "Alright, Myla, let's see what adventures Maxy has in store for us today" Maki said with a smile, embracing her daughter and the toy. The three of them played together, giggling and laughing as they pretended to go on imaginary journeys.

"Maxy is feeling hungry right now" Maki said in a playful voice, acting as if the toy was speaking. "Should, we feed him?" She looked at Myla, prompting her to respond. Myla's eyes lit up at the suggestion, and she eagerly nodded her head, excited to continue the imaginative playtime. Maki then grabbed a small plush toy that represented some food and pretended to feed Maxy, making exaggerated feeding sounds. Myla followed suit, mimicking her mummy actions and giggling happily.

As they fed Maxy, they continued to create a world of make-believe around them. Maki described a vast jungle where Maxy the Lion lived, and they even incorporated other toys into the game, each one playing a unique role. They danced, sang, and made up stories while Maxy looked on, his plush form serving as the center of their imaginative world.

As the game continued, their laughter echoed throughout the room, filling the air with joy and affection. It was moments like these that made parenthood truly special, where even the simplest activities could become magical experiences shared between parent and child. Maki and her family played with Maxy for hours, lost in their world of make-believe, until finally, it was time for Myla to rest.

"You tired Myla?" you asked kneeling in beetween your wife and her

Myla yawned, her tiny eyelids drooping with exhaustion, signaling that she was indeed ready for a nap. Maki scooped her up gently, cradling her close as she began to hum a gentle lullaby. Together, the two of you sang softly,your voices blending together in a soothing melody that lulled Myla into a peaceful slumber. Maki laid her down in her crib, tucked her in, and planted a soft kiss on her forehead.

"here sweetie" You said placing Maxy near her side "goodnight sweetie"

Myla clutched Maxy tightly as she drifted off to sleep, her little chest rising and falling with each breath. Maki watched as her daughter slept peacefully, her heart overflowing with love and contentment. She reached out and took your hand, squeezing it gently.

"We did good today" Maki said softly, turning to look at you "Our little girl is growing up so fast, and I can't help but feel so proud and grateful for the life we've built together."

The room was quiet and still, filled only with the steady sound of Myla's breathing and the gentle beats of your hearts. In that moment, you found yourselves deeply content, feeling grateful for each other and the beautiful family you had created. Together, you savored the silence, knowing that it wouldn't last long come morning.

"sleepy" You cooed cutely snuggling your face into Maki neck

Maki chuckled softly at your adorable behavior. She reached up and gently combed her fingers through your hair, reveling in the intimacy of the moment. "You're such a snuggle bug" she said affectionately "But I suppose it's time we get some sleep ourselves."

"Uppies" you cooed pouting opening your arms as asking to get carried

Maki couldn't help but melt at your endearing request. She scooped you up in her strong embrace without hesitation, cradling you close against her chest. "I've got you, my love" she whispered, peppering your face with tiny kisses as she carried you to the bed.

As you reached the bed, Maki gently placed you down on the soft mattress, tucking you both in together. She wrapped her arms around you and held you close, your bodies intertwined, finding comfort and warmth in each other's presence. The rhythmic rise and fall of yourr breaths synced as you laid there, drifting off to a peaceful slumber, content and fulfilled in each other's arms

[thezombieprostitute]

Tech Tuesday: Jake Jensen

Summary: Jake knows he's the luckiest man in the world and it's all because of you.

Warnings: None at this time. Please let me know if I missed any!

A/N: Reader is female. No physical descriptors used.

Previous

Tech Tuesdays Masterlist

You and Jake are both brimming with excitement. It's such a big day for the twins: choosing their starter Pokemon! Your cameras were ready and you had done everything you could to make sure the twins wouldn't be overwhelmed and stressed. A lot of planning went into how to make sure the twins actually chose on their own and that Luke didn't just mimic Leah's choice.

Jake had picked up two sets of plushies for each twin to choose from. In true Pokemon fashion, he had placed them in order of Charmander, Squirtle, Bulbasaur. To keep the decision from becoming too pressured you agreed to set them up on the opposite side of the living room while playing with the toddlers. You'd let them approach as they saw fit and have the cameras going to record the precious moment.

Watching your babies alternate between crawling and walking is bittersweet. It seems like just yesterday they were tiny little beans you could hold in one arm (Jake still can, but that's his muscles at work). They're already getting good at walking and talking. Pretty soon they'll be going to school! You love that your babies are doing so well, that they're growing up to be such happy people, but you also kinda wish they'd stay small and clingy.

Jake sees your eyes tearing up and his smile drops, "you okay, Sunshine? What's wrong?"

"I'll be fine, Jakey," you assure. "It's just, they've been hitting so many milestones so quickly!"

"I know," Jake hugs you. "Pretty soon they'll be beating their old man at video games, too."

You laugh at that. "It'll probably be quite some time before that happens."

"You say that now, but I'm pretty sure Luke's got some good dexterity skills. And Leah's definitely gonna have a competitive streak. She was born a full seven minutes before her brother!"

"I know, Jake. I remember that painfully well."

He kisses the top of your head. "Thank you, again, for all of this."

The two of you had been so caught up in talking you hadn't realized that the twins had toddled over to the plushies until they started laughing. You and Jake gasp as Leah picks up the Charmander, laughing and hugging it before picking up the other two. Meanwhile Luke grabs and takes a big bite of the Bulbasaur plushie.

You and Jake rush over and playfully pick up the twins. "Leah Mabel," you playfully yell, "you're a Charmander girl!"

Jake gently tosses Luke, still holding the Bulbasaur, "And Luke Mason, showing off those brains and picking the statistically best starter!"

You give Jake a fake glare, "you know you can make up for not having a Bulbasaur by picking up other Pokemon along the way, right?"

"I stand by my statement," Jake ribs. Looking at Leah, "and you clearly already knew about that because you picked up all the plushies after choosing Charmander, didn't you?" Leah laughs at him as he gently tickles her.

The four of you spend the rest of the night celebrating by playing with all the plushies until the twins needed to get to bed. As you watch the two of them sleep you whisper to Jake, "should we have another baby?"

Jake freezes a little, "it's definitely been on my mind. But I didn't want to say anything because it's going to be a lot for you."

"So, if I tell you I want another, you'll support me in that?"

"Always."

You smile, "thank you for that, Jake. I'm definitely going to think about it. In the meantime, how about we get in some practice?"

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Tech Tuesdays Masterlist

Tagging: @alicedopey; @delicatebarness; @ellethespaceunicorn; @icefrozendeadlyqueen; @jaqui-has-a-conspiracy-theory;

@late-to-the-party-81; @lokislady82; @ronearoundblindly

[negrowhat]

BL Characters I Would Throw Hands For

tagged by @wen-kexing-apologist

Guy from My Dear Gangster Oppa. I mean...his man is a literally gangster so he doesn't need my protection but Guy is literally the sweetest lil nugget and he deserves nothing but love, respect, happiness, and all the time in the world. That being said...Wahl come to the front and collect this ass whooping.

Sky from Love in the Air. Between Rain and Prapai he's pretty much covered. But that boy has been through the fucking ringer and I will not tolerate any crap when it comes to that sweet boy. He is precious and a gift and should be treated like the ANGEL he is. I would kick teeth in for this boy.

Seo Hae Bom from Cherry Blossoms After Winter. I WOULD LITERALLY FIGHT HIS WHOLE HIGH SCHOOL CLASS FOR HIM! HE WAS SUCH A SWEET AND QUIET KID AND I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY HE WAS BEING BULLIED SO HARD! I WOULD OBLITERATE THAT ENTIRE HIGH SCHOOL FOR THAT SMOL BOY! Sorry...I got a lil heated.

Palm from Never Let Me Go. Ugh, I wanted him to care more about himself but since he puts everyone before himself I WILL FIGHT FOR HIM! He's more than capable of protecting himself but he's such a gentle bean and I love him and would like to hug him forever. I just feel like he needs protection.

Seo Jae Won from The Eighth Sense. I just want to fight damn near everyone in his friend group. DON'T THEY UNDERSTAND THAT JAE WON IS A SAD BOY!? The people around him were such a-holes my gawd. I just wanted to take him and Kim Ji Hyun and run away.

Jao from Secret Crush On You. There's a university of bitches whose asses need kicking. Jao is the sweetest boy ever and he's so relatable and he just wants to eat his snacks and help his besties. He literally don't bother nobody and yet every hoe got a problem with him. Well they bout to have a problem with these hands.

Tops from Ingredients the Series. No one bothers Tops but please believe if a BITCH even looks at my fave Tops Chef funny I'm throwing haymakers.

Kang Seo Joon from To My Star. IDK man, I just love him and I want him to be happy always and I would honestly fight for that man without hesitation. I wouldn't fight Ji Woo for him tho because honestly I feel like Seo Joon would tackle me before I tried but anyone else can catch this fade.

Nail from For Him. Nail is really just trying to mind his own business being the Bad Bitch he is and yet he attracts such pesky mens. Between is trifling ex and the crazy stalker dude who is friends with his new boo he's just not safe. Line them up and I'll fucking drop them for you Nail.

OPEN TAG! AIR OUT YOUR GRIEVANCES FRIENDS. LET ME KNOW WHO YOU WOULD BOX FOR!

[esotheria-sims]

10 People I'd Like to Get to Know Better

Got tagged by @blackswan-sims, @timeparadoxsims, @deedee-sims, and @plumbbobtoggle! So many people thought of me, thank youuu! 🥰

Last song: I was listening to music until 3 AM last night (the joys of the weekend!), so your guess is as good as mine, lol. But the first song that popped up when I opened my music library today was 'Gold on the Ceiling' by The Black Keys!

Favorite color: Love me some blues and purples! Also black. Always black.

Last movie: The Substance. It's been living rent free in my head for days!

Last book: It's been so long that I can't even remember, welp! These days, I'm mostly just reading manuals and guidelines for work.

Sweet/spicy/savory: I love both sweet and savory, but not so much spicy (haven't built up the tolerance for it).

Last googled: 'EU visibility guidelines for external actions'. Again, work-related.

Current obsession: Lucy! She's my precious smol bean. 🤗

Now let's see whom to tag... @analog-mothman, @pixeldolly, @tipsypixel-sims, @helene2troie, @ho3sferatu, @phyleis, @clouseplayssims, @sim2goblin, @virtualpeople, and @yeoldecorprusarium! No pressure, of course. ;)

[shares-a-vest]

@steddiemas Day 19: Steddie as Dads (Trope Tuesday)

wc: 1.4k | Rated: T for suggestive language and flirtatious banter | cw: Eddie is trans in my Joanie Munson AU and gave birth to Joanie. This fic contains one mention of pregnancy and the possibility of having a baby.

Tags: Steddie Dads, Trans Eddie Munson, Growing Family, Getting Interrupted, Christmas Night, Christmas Presents, Kid Fic

Note: I knew Joanie's Furby would have to make a reappearance after I wrote THIS drabble for Black Friday. Also, I started drafting this fic for Day 3 (Needing to be Quiet) but it ran away from me so it has aspects of that prompt too.

Christmas Night, 1998

“Okay…” Eddie sing-songs, stirring Steve from his very sleepy post-Christmas state on the couch, “Our precious bean is asleep… The old man is in a food-induced coma…”

He skips to the couch and flops down, mussing their makeshift bedding.

“Huh?” Steve mumbles, looking up to find a mischievous grin painted across his partner’s face.

He should have known Eddie was up to something with their sleeping arrangements. He had insisted they spend Christmas Night on Wayne’s couch, giving up the bed in Eddie’s old room to Joanie for the evening.

As Eddie continues grinning like an idiot – and adds a wiggling, suggestive brow for good measure – Steve attempts to smooth out their blankets. He shimmies upright, yawning as he yanks at the corner of the blanket trapped beneath Eddie’s ass.

“Nope!” Eddie says, chopping his hand through the air, “No yawning, sugarplum.”

He dives for the remote teetering on the edge of the coffee table and points it at the television, reducing It’s a Wonderful Life to a quickly fading speck in the middle of the screen.

“Jimmy Stewart, off!” he declares, voice high and nasally in mock impersonation as he tosses the remote to the side.

With the living room lit only by the lights of Wayne’s Christmas tree (decorated the moment they arrived with Joanie), Steve feels his eyes droop.

He scrubs a hand down his tired face, his unstyled hair flopping forward as he does so. Eddie is soon on him, combing it back before picking at individual strands like a monkey looking for fleas.

“How are you not tired?” Steve whines, dipping his head to avoid more prodding.

But Eddie then reaches to remove his glasses.

“Christmas adrenaline, sweetheart,” he explains, carefully folding the glasses and setting them on the coffee table within reach.

Eddie leans back again, elbow propped on the couch, his chin resting against his hand enough that it squishes up his cheek.

“The Furby was a hit,” he continues, his teasing dimples out on full display now.

“Please don’t talk about it,” Steve grumbles, sinking into the couch at the thought of Joanie’s newest toy, now out of the box and operational, ready to wreak havoc.

He can only imagine the reaction the cats will have to those soulless eyes when they get the retched thing back home…

“It’s cute,” Eddie shrugs, not at all innocently picking at the bottom hem of Steve’s flannel button-up, a Munson family relic turned pyjama top.

“It looks like a Gremlin,” he deadpans, “Ready to chew our faces off with that weird robot beak.”

He hopes his frown will also remind Eddie that if said demon-spawn does rise up against them, he can be the one fully responsible for dealing with it. And, now that he thinks about it, Steve is sure Eddie allowing their daughter to watch Gremlins at Halloween surely contributed to her desire to obtain this year’s latest kids' craze.

As they glare at each other, Steve holds onto some hope that Eddie (might) think back to that sleepless Halloween night when Joanie woke up at 2 am in tears and thought Ozzy’s prowling in the shadows was an evil after-midnight Mowgai.

“And where is it now?” Steve asks, breaking their seated stand-off.

“Tucked under the covers with our precious Joanie-Bear,” Eddie says, dramatically closing his eyes with a chirpy hum.

Again – Gremlin!

Steve bites his tongue as Eddie opens his eyes again, those big brown orbs now glowing with mirth like a warmer, more cherubic (but equally devilish) version of their five-year-old’s prized Christmas present.

Eddie clicks his tongue, looking everywhere but directly at Steve as he fidgets with a handful of blankets, entirely conspicuous as he buzzes with clear anticipation.

Steve puffs out a laugh and shakes his head. As always, Eddie has other plans for their ‘quiet’ night in…

“What?” Eddie asks, catching him staring.

He tilts his head to the side like a curious puppy.

“I love you,” Steve replies, leaning into his side.

He looks at the Christmas tree as Eddie presses a featherlight kiss to his forehead.

But the sweet moment only lasts for a split second because, in a flash, Eddie flips back their bedding, the blanket half falling to the floor between the couch and the coffee table.

“Good,” he grins, swinging his leg over Steve’s lap to straddle him, bracketing his legs, “Put a baby in me.”

“Ed!” Steve splutters, frowning as Eddie claps a hand over his mouth to shush him.

“Quiet!” he stage-whispers.

“You be quiet,” Steve warns, smiling into his palm.

“Made you perk up, didn’t it?” Eddie teases, leaning back to look him over and they both giggle away, “Anyway, come on, tick-tick. Christmas miracle, all that shit...”

He hurriedly jabs into his shoulder.

“Need I remind you we are in your uncle’s living room?”

“We’ve done worse,” Eddie offers, raking his eyes over him, “Remember Thanksgiving 1989 when – ”

“ – We boned in Claudia’s powder room,” he finishes, nodding.

Eddie looks off into the distance – or perhaps just right behind them to the wood panelling. He sighs, all wistful and longing.

“Yeah,” he hums, “And you knocked Claudia’s good handtowel straight off the rack and into the toilet…”

Steve leans back and cocks his chin. Well, if Eddie isn’t going to be subtle about it, either...

“Take your pants off, baby.”

Eddie beams and gives a two-finger salute. He quickly begins shuffling about, lifting onto his knees so he can hook his fingers under the waistband of his black sweatpants and pull them down. Meanwhile, Steve lifts their blanket up and out to protect Eddie’s modesty.

Or, at least that’s what he intends to do. Eddie only gets his pants down to his knees when Steve catches Wayne’s bedroom door opening.

Eddie notices too and yelps, plopping back down onto Steve’s lap – hard.

“Don’t mind me,” Wayne says, walking along with the stiff gait of a man with a bad hip (one that he still won’t do a thing about), “Just goin’ to take a leak. My bladder isn’t what it used to be. The older you get, the weaker your bladder...”

“Can you please stop saying the word ‘bladder’!” Eddie squawks over his shoulder, but his uncle simply waves him away.

“I didn’t see nothin’!” Wayne grumbles, “Carry on.”

Eddie rolls his eyes as they both watch in awkward silence as Wayne disappears into the bathroom, a light soon cascading from it.

“Christmas sucks!” Eddie dry-sobs, resting his chin on Steve’s shoulder with a disgruntled ‘hmph’.

“Just wait a minute,” he whispers, wrapping the blanket tight around Eddie’s partial nakedness.

Steve moves to give him a reassuring kiss but Eddie gasps, stilling on his lap as his eyes grow wide as saucers.

“What the fuck was that?” he gulps, his voice at full volume.

Eddie jolts again, his hands flying up to grip Steve’s shoulders tight, giving him no choice but to hold onto for dear life – even if he has no clue what’s got him so rattled…

“I can’t hear anything,” Steve says, looking around as his heart quickens.

Eddie scoffs and claws at a lock of his hair, just behind his right ear.

“God damn it, Stevie!” he spits, his head on a swivel as he whips it from side to side, likely looking for Steve’s abandoned hearing aids.

Steve is about to point to the end of the coffee table and thus ignite a squabbling match about it when Wayne reappears from the bathroom.

“What in the heck is that sound?” he grumbles.

“What is it?” Steve demands, looking between the other two.

“Some…” Wayne says, tilting his head in search of the sound, “Machine…”

Steve moves his head about to dodge Eddie as he squirms around in his lap, muttering what he can only assume is a string of expletives as he attempts to search for the noise too without straining his back or exposing himself.

“Damn it, Eddie,” Steve snaps, lifting his partner when he suspects he is about to get kneed straight in the goddamn balls.

“Jesus Christ, darlin’!” Wayne exclaims, bringing a hand to his chest.

Steve finally manages a glance over Eddie’s shoulder to find Joanie standing just inside the living room, her small frame silhouetted by the bathroom light.

She’s holding something with big eyes that appear to be blinking.

Now Steve can hear the robotic snoring sounds that have half the household scared out of their minds.

“Don’t worry, Pa,” Joanie says, stepping forward and holding up her Christmas present, “It’s just my Furby.”

More of Joanie Munson

[feral4fiktion]

Just a little fluff and Rookanis unable to express feelings through words.

Cioccolata Calda (914 words) by Feral4Fiktion Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lucanis Dellamorte/Rook Characters: Lucanis Dellamorte, Emmrich Volkarin, Davrin (Dragon Age), Rook (Dragon Age), Evka, Antoine (Dragon Age) Additional Tags: can't verbalize feelings Summary: Set after that one comment from Mila where she tells her dad "Rook's Crow Friend" gifted her some of her fav drink.

914 words

nogender!Rook x Lucanis

Cioccolata Calda

Rook nearly ran through the Eluvian, pausing only long enough to let Evka know they were leaving, but would check in soon in a huff of breath so fast the poor woman hardly had time to look up upon hearing it before the elf was gone. Her companions were a few more steps behind, but not in near as much of a rush as Rook had seemed to be in.

“What’s that about? Did something happen?” She questioned Davrin, who had already stopped to give a full report before he realized Rook had left him and Emmrich already.

“No idea…everything was normal when we walked up, right?” He glanced at an equally confused Emmrich.

“Yes…nothing out of the ordinary, I don’t think. Although…” He glanced behind him, “They did pause a half step when Mila spoke with her father…something about cioccolata calda?”

The two held a gaze for a moment, analyzing what was said before a clear understanding reached them both at once.

Davrin chuckled dryly as he shrugged. “All he has to do is open his eyes, much less do something nice for someone.”

“Indeed. The hearts strings tug tighter when pulled by a kind hand, though.” Emmrich replied, his eyes shimmering with something like wistfullness as he gazed in the direction their leader had gone.

“Well, since we didn’t get any, how about I treat you to some gingerwort truffle tea? I hear good things.” Davrin lightly nudged the tall man’s arm and started heading toward the Eluvian.

“Perhaps a taste, purely for academia, but I’m afraid Rook has quite frightened me off the drink.” Emmrich chuckled but followed.

“What was that about truffle tea?” Antoine finally turned from what he’d been fiddling on the table with after a slight pause.

“No idea. At this point I’ve stopped trying to make sense of that group, and just go with whatever.” Evka shrugged with a rueful grin, but paused when Antoine looked at her thoughtfully.

“I borrowed a recipe book from the professor recently…it had a truffle tea in it that sounded…interesting.”

“Oh…If you want we could try it?” Evka looked at him uncertainly, but Antoine met her with a sly grin.

“Of course, perhaps tonight, in the Sheltered Glade?”

Back in the Lighthouse, most of the companions were off doing other things, or working diligently on their own projects, which was fine for Rook because there was only one person they wanted to see.

Before opening the doors to the kitchen Rook could already smell a fresh batch of coffee, stronger than most people might like, but lately everyone had started to appreciate it. And right now, Rook was appreciating the man hovered around the fireplace, steaming cup already in hand.

“Rook! You’re back early…I made this pot strong, I can make another more…drinkable…if you like.” He turned just enough to gift Rook a small smile, while also checking them over for any injuries sustained while he wasn’t around to protect them. His smile widened when he found them completely unharmed.

“Thank you, Lucanis. But I came for something stronger than coffee.” This earned Rook a full turn with a furrowed brow. His eyes flickered to a spot just over Rook’s shoulder for a moment, but apparently Spite hadn’t offered anything helpful.

“What could be stronger than coffee?” He finally asked. Rook grinned at the edge of disbelief in his voice that anything could be stronger than his precious bean water.

They approached calmly, not hurrying anymore now that the assassin’s eyes followed their every movement, maybe slightly on edge, but much less so than he used to be when someone got close.

If he looked overly wary as Rook stopped before him, neither said anything as Rook slowly raised their arms just high enough to wrap around his waist and pull their body closer to his. With a deep breath and their head pressed gently into his shoulder, still moving slowly enough to give him time to move away if he wanted, the two stayed there for a long moment before Rook pulled away just enough to meet his suddenly impossibly wide brown eyes.

“There. That should keep me going for a while.” Rook smirked. “Thanks Lucanis.” Then they stepped away fully, turning to see what he’d already set out for dinner.

Lucanis had frozen with one arm slightly raised…maybe he’d been working up the courage to pull Rook closer into the hug? He wasn’t sure himself as he watched them grab a slice of toast, still reeling from what they’d said.

“Mila liked the cioccolata calda, by the way,” Rook stated before sitting in their usual seat at the head of the table. Lucanis sputtered for a moment, not sure where that comment had come from, and unable to stop a small flush from heating his cheeks. He hadn’t told anyone about his gift to the girl, but the warmth in Rook’s voice (with just an edge of that teasing lilt they’d picked up from Neve), obviously made him want to deny anything.

“She’s been through a lot.” He turned back to the little kitchen, wanting to busy his hands, and not notice the smile that was following him. “And she saved our lives. It’s nothing.”

There was a beat of silence as he stirred the pasta currently cooking in the pot. Just over the sound of the sauce starting to boil came an almost whispered: “It’s everything, to me.”