#Custom ball marker"

[pargolfsupply]

Reasons To Order Custom Logo Golf Balls

Golf is a popular game that has captured the hearts of individuals of all ages. True, it had been associated with retired persons and business owners just a few years ago. Things have changed, with young golfers being hugely respected and loved for their successes on the golfing greens. There are many championships hosted regularly as well. Golf paraphernalia, including the humble golf ball, cap, and tee, is in demand now. Moreover, many stores specializing in custom items are also obtaining huge orders for branded golf markers.    It is important to be aware of the process of playing golf and the use of diverse items. The golf marker is a small object that helps the golfer mark the specific position of the ball on the putting greens. It has been used since the early years of golfing, and most of them resemble coins in a variety of sizes and designs.   Sadly, such markers tend to get lost many times as the player may forget to pick it up after the end of the game. Sourcing multiple markers to have a replacement ready seemed too much of a bother to the golfers. The right solution was found by customizing the markers with the name and logo representing the concerned individual or the company.  The markers with specific branding have become ubiquitous of late, with the simple, small items being gifted to golfers or distributed at golfing and other sporting events. The markers are highly appreciated as keepsakes, with the golfer taking immense pride in them. It is not surprising to find a beautiful marker displayed in the living room of an erstwhile champion or player of repute.   Almost all stores selling sports goods and related items carry golf markers that may be ordered in bulk with the design and style of customization revealed for branding. Some of the best-selling markers today include the following:   l Dime-sized plastic golf markers l Quarter-sized plastic golf markers l Blank plastic golf markers that may be customized as desired l Aluminum Engraved golf ball marker l Domed metal golf marker l Poker Chip Golf Ball Marker l Hat Clip Golf Ball Marker l Poker Chip with Removable Golf Ball Marker l Embossed Metal Ball Marker l Powder Coated Ball Marker l Die Struck Color Filled Ball Marker l Challenge Coins   It is customary to source the golf ball markers without any imprints or embossing before requesting a specific customization to showcase the brand. The following types of branding may be considered:   l The plastic golf ball markers may be imprinted with two contrasting colors to make the message and logo stand out. l The aluminum marker may be laser engraved to make it appear sleek. Such markers also come with a durable finish. l The poker chip markers are amazingly versatile and available in numerous colors.   They are effective promotional tools for companies that provide sports items and others.   Most companies are eager to distribute other golf items, such as custom logo golf balls, to widen the popularity of their brands. 

[pucksandpower]

F1 Secret Santa 2023 Summary

Lance to Fernando: a captain hat for his new yacht and a bottle of wine

Yuki to Lance: a beanie (or toque in Canadian)

Zhou to Yuki: a Chinese cookbook and an apron

Charles to Zhou: a (second) Bottass calendar that he tried to return to Charles only for Charles to give it back to him again

Fernando to Charles: a padel racket

Nico to Pierre: a tripod 😉

Esteban to Nico: a 🥱 mug

George to Esteban: a Spider-Man travel mug, carrying case, and neck pillow

Kevin to George: a Santa Hoptimist (Danish figurine)

Logan to Kevin: a “shhh … I’m watching racing with daddy” onesie and a book about the best road trips in the USA

Lando to Logan: a Miami Heat mini hoop and basketball

Pierre to Lando: the actual gift (a headcover with Lando’s face on it) didn’t arrive in time so an “OnlyPutts” golf marker as a placeholder

Oscar to Alex: customized golf balls

Daniel to Oscar: a koala t-shirt and Christmas candies (is it still Secret Santa if your Secret Santa is impatient and spoils that he is your Secret Santa before you can even open your gift?)

Checo to Daniel: limited edition tequila

Alex to Checo: a Williams teddy bear and kids clothing plus Alex Albon Athletics sneakers

Max to Valterri: “A Simply Lovely Look at the Butt in Art” (a book of those photos of Valterri overlaid on existing pieces of art)

Carlos to Max: a vintage arcade mini

Valterri to Carlos: chilli pepper swim briefs and chilli hot sauce

[cottonlemonade]

Wanting to use the first warm days of the year, Hinata and Bokuto suggested a friendly, non-sporty barbecue, with invitations swiftly given out to the members of both MSBY and Schweiden Adlers. But of course the inevitable happened - someone brought a volleyball and so, much to the dismay of the spouses who just wanted one night to catch up with friends without it turning into a competition, the Jackals and Adlers used their empty cups as court makers, someone magically pulled a travel net from their trunk and off they went.

And although the more socially aware players picked up on their partners’ disapproving frowns and called for an end of the impromptu match, the peace did not last long and the offsprings that were old enough to do more than crawl were snatched from their other parent and ushered onto the field instead. Little princess Ushijima, who was ready to start elementary school this year, was already as obsessed with the sport as her dad and, as an honorary Schweiden eaglet, came to all the games in her custom jersey.

Under the proudly watchful eye of her father, she served and promptly bonked Atsumu’s son in the face. She spun around and beamed after the ball gently bounced off the boy onto the grass within the markers, and giggled when the star player crossed his arms and nodded approvingly. “Well done, sweetheart.”

Looking at you sitting next to him, he half expected you to share his sentiment but was met with a disapprovingly raised brow, which he conveniently didn’t notice.

“She scored a point.”, he explained with a pleased smile, and observed how Atsumu’s partner held him back from stomping to his now giggling son’s defense. It was only a matter of time until someone would end up crying.

a/n: thank you to @haikyu-mp4 for providing the last line ✨

[2ndkaiser]

⋆˚࿔ WINTER WONDERLAND

Headcanons of the crew celebrating Christmas

Word count: 1287

Sorry I disappeared for a bit, I got pneumonia and was so sick I couldn’t write. Merry belated Christmas.

Warnings: Brief mention of: slight injury, alcohol, implication of bad childhood

⟡ ݁₊ . Notes: Not proofread. I quite literally wrote this in the hospital so I genuinely don’t know if this is ooc for some characters so apologies if they are.

CURLY

Assigned to put up the Christmas tree and to prepare the Christmas movie marathon.

Quietly struggled to put the tree in place and had the tree collapse on him multiple times resulting in a few trips to the medbay. Now has those round cartoon bumps on his head.

Had to pry Jimmy away from getting into a heated argument over a missing Polle ornament.

Gave everyone presents wrapped with bright pink wrapping paper with ugly gingerbread men.

Genuinely thought the wrapping was cute so nobody told them it looked like a bunch of mini disfigured Igor album covers arranged in a pattern. (I’m not saying the cover is ugly I swear I love Tyler.)

Turned the sofa into a cozy area with blankets scattered everywhere, pillows in every corner, snacks in a little basket. It’s oddly surprising how the ship could look this much like home.

Fell asleep drowning in blankets after the party, also had the deepest sleep of his entire life with arms wrapped around pillows, drooling, weighted blanket on his side. No one knew he was there until Anya woke him up the next day.

JIMMY

Assigned as the tree decorator. Reluctantly let others put up their own ornaments too.

Couldn’t find a star so he made one himself with paper and yellow markers stolen from Daisuke, hence the crumbled origami star sitting on top of the tree.

“Accidentally” knocked over the “make your own hot chocolate” bar because it was decorated better than his tree. Framed Curly.

Secretly was really excited to cuddle under blankets and watch cheesy, poorly made Christmas movies. He misses how lively the city looked during the festive season and crappy Christmas movies seemed to fill the void just fine.

Has a peppermint flavored candy cane addiction. Ate a whole box and stole a second box to store under his bed.

Told everyone he hated his gifts but if you squint really closely you can see a slight smile on his face while opening every single one as he’s finally experiencing the childhood he didn’t get to live.

Never knew he was so bad at tree decorating. The tree fell over multiple times and he had to start over twice. Threw a tantrum and claimed that Curly did a bad job at getting the tree to hold up.

ANYA

Assigned as the hot chocolate bar organizer and the decorator alongside Daisuke.

Made those really cozy “customize your own hot chocolate bars” with different flavors, toppings and mugs. Even decorated it with mini gingerbread houses and snowmen. (Yes, I’m talking about the bar Jimmy knocked over.)

Was in charge of decorating the hallway and put up polaroids of the crew on the walls which ended up never getting removed after the party.

DIY enthusiast. Made heaps of ornaments and painted a lot of them, she invited Daisuke to paint some too.

She even DIY-ed some decor—snowmen made out of white blankets rolled into balls, snow globes made out of a picture stuck on a jar lid screwed onto the jar with water and glitter… that type of stuff.

Got the crew to add songs to a Christmas playlist that would be played during the party. Sadly got all her own songs removed by Jimmy. It’s okay she added them back and put laxatives in his hot chocolate when he wasn’t looking.

DAISUKE

Assigned as decorator with Anya and also the food organizer.

Had lots of fun taste testing all the food while Swansea was cooking. Literally stood by him half of the time with a look in his eye equivalent to whining “can I try some?”

The whole counter at the kitchen was turned into a buffet. At this point the countertop couldn’t be seen and it was completely covered in food and decor. Was really proud when Swansea complimented how it was arranged.

Hums a few Christmas carols while arranging how each plate or bowl was placed. Was actually a perfectionist and didn’t let anyone toucv anything.

Drew a festive yimpy and pinned it beside OG yimpy.

Bow tying might just be his hidden talent, he tied bows out of ribbons for everyone’s presents. Possibly a ribbon bender if you get what I’m saying.

Ate a serving of every dish before the party started without anyone knowing. Woah wait who did that? Wasn’t him. Actually no food was missing at all. Who mentioned food again?

SWANSEA

Assigned as the cook. Hell yeah Swansea get it unc. Also made a bunch of decor.

Honestly I think the crew used some of the cryo pods to store frozen ingredients, that's where Swansea gets a whole turkey from.

Cooking made him feel like he was on earth again, it made him forget how lonely space was. He whipped up a few dishes made from his wife’s recipes. It reminded him of when he used to cook for his family with his mother and wife. Good ol’ days.

There’s a massive light up snowman decoration he made. He actually messed it’s face up a bit and left it with a permanent lazy eye.

Daisuke and Anya placed said snowman in between the door and one of the vending machines. Swansea let out a funky dad scream seeing it. Has a burning hatred towards it now.

Made a Santa hat for Polle because it “felt right.” He actually just felt bad because Polle was excluded.

CREW SECRET SANTA ⊹ ࣪

CURLY

He got a Christmas basket so thoughtfully packed it nearly brought him to tears. Inside were his favorite protein bars, a pack of Biscoff, gift cards to use back on earth, candy canes, and coffee-flavored sweets. He couldn’t have been happier. But the real star of the show? A leather cowboy hat paired with a red bandana with his name engraved right on it. He loved it. Wore it proudly around the ship for weeks before finally tucking it away safely in his quarters, far out of reach from anyone who might dare to steal it. (Jimmy)

JIMMY

When he unwrapped his gift, he didn’t expect anything special. Probably just booze or something generic. But this? A custom pillow with his face on it and a blanket covered in a pattern with all the crew members’ faces? Seriously? Still, it wasn’t all bad. There was a Dexter poster, Take a Look in the Mirror album, and four cans of beer. Not terrible. But then he spotted the note. It read, “I hope Dexter gets you next.” And just like that, it was bad.

ANYA

She really hoped Jimmy wouldn’t draw her name. In fact, she prayed for it. And it seems those prayers worked, because the gifts she received? Absolute top tier. Swansea has kids, he knows how to pick presents. Not that she knows it was him, of course, but it’s obvious the gifts were chosen with care. Books which were already on her wishlist, new board games, medical school supplies she could never afford, jellycats, custom jewelry. It was everything she could have hoped for.

DAISUKE

Probably still leaves out cookies and milk for Santa just in case. But knowing a different Santa was behind this gift? That had him buzzing with excitement. And when he unwrapped a Nintendo and a stash of sweet treats? Pure joy. His Secret Santa even threw in game cards for Splatoon, Overcooked, and Snipperclips... Just like that, his boredom was cured and so was the missing sweetener problem.

SWANSEA

He knew he had the worst luck as soon as he saw how his gift was wrapped, the paper didn’t even cover the whole box. One glance inside confirmed it: a very clearly secondhand pair of sneakers, scuffed with a few marks and a scratch on the back. Not exactly ideal. But hey, at least they were a good pair he didn’t already own. Another one for his collection.

Sorry for being so inactive. Hope you like this, I had to cram it in today so I can go catch up with my other projects. Thanks for reading.

[asegunda]

Waiting Room

Pairing: (Platonic but you can view how you like, but it's better platonic because there is a mention of Annabeth) Percy Jackson x Clearsighted! Mortal! GN! Reader.

Summary: Percy goes to therapy (🥳🥳), in the waiting room he meets someone a bit...different from the normal mortals.

Warnings: Swearing. And that's just it I guess? Ohh I almost forgot it has a mention of Gabe. (🤢)

Notes: Okay I don't know how hospitals and medical services work really well in other countries. But in mine this is how private hospitals work in Portugal. So this is just how I know. 😭😭😭 And hope you all like it! (And my Clarisse work was on fire, really happy!)

1.

Percy gets out of the car with Paul driving and Sally sitting on his side.

"Do you need for us to enter with you honey?" Sally asks smiling.

"Nah, it's okay mom." He kisses her cheek and waves at Paul.

"See you at home." Paul nods and waves back, Sally looks at him until he passes the door of the hospital entrance.

She relaxes as he does so.

"You need to relax." Paul says as he starts driving, after he tells her that he turns on the radio.

Sally nods. "You're right." She says and holds his hand that isn't in the steering wheel.

2.

Percy enters and goes to the balcony.

He waits for the register to even look at him, she is making gum balls and looking at a magazine, after he coughs to get her attention she looks at him, her ball gum going to her red lipstick lips in suprise.

"Hello there." Percy says as she looks at him. "I have a session with Doctor Brenner." She looks at her computer, he hears the sound of the offline 'Dino Game', but he hopes he is becoming deaf instead of that.

He coughs again.

"Oh yeah, I'm sorry." She makes a forced smile with full teeth, wich has some of the red lipstick she is using. He makes a mental note to not say anything about it.

"So here it is." She talks to herself in the computer and points at the customer service password machine.

He goes and takes one: 'A458'.

'I hope that is good.' He thinks. She coughs at him to get his attention. He suddently feels the pressure to yell to all the people that she has lipstick in her teeth, but he doesn't.

"Yes?" He tries to make a smile.

"Doctor Brenner has a lot of people today, so the wait may be longer than the normal." She says now really playing the 'Dino Game' as he can see trough the reflection in her eyes.

"Thank you." He says, not very thankfull.

He goes sit in the waiting room, looking at the sides. The girl was right it is kind of full today, and isn't just because of the therapy sessions.

He goes sit at the place who has less people, a person reading a book, a mom who looks tired of life with two kids (he can tell that they are twins), and and emo kid in the corner who looks like could pull his phone out of his pocket and the people in there would think it is an AK-47. He sits beside the person reading the book. He waits for his time and looks at the TV who says the customers password. He sees that it is in the Q457 and W231. He has no idea if that is good, but it doesn't look like it, because he is A and it is in Q and W now?

"They are random." He hears the person next to him say. He looks at you as you look at him too.

"...What?" He asks suprised.

"The numbers...you were looking at them right?" You ask.

"Yeah I was." He makes a embarassed smile. "I was just suprised that you knew."

You shrugh your shoulders, now closing the book putting the marker in it.

"You were looking at the TV like an idiot." You smirk. "It was likely to knew." He smirks back.

"Very funny." Percy says mockingly.

"Thank you." You say and continue. "So what brings you here? I never seen you here before. Not that matter of course."

Percy thinks of it for a minute but he decides to tell. "Therapist." He says and looks at you.

"Doctor Brenner right?" You ask smiling.

"How did you know?" He asks again suprised.

"Wow, for you I must look like a wizard or something like that." You chuckle and tell him."I'm going to the therapist too."

"Oh." Percy says.

"Oh." You say mockingly but smiling.

"Soooo..is Doctor Brenner good or..?" Percy asks.

"He is." You say. "5 stars, I recommend." Percy chuckles with that.

"So sorry to ask. If you don't feel okay to answer I understand. Since we met now and whatever." You say. "But is there a specific reason you need a therapist?"

'Lots of them.' He thinks.

"Nope. Just a shitty ex-stepfather." He says and you nod.

'Hey, I'm not lying at least.' He thinks again.

"I see." You say and sigh.

"You seem disapointed." He says.

"It's not that." You pause for a moment. "It's just that...my reason to be here is kind of...rare."

Percy nods. "Can you tell me what it is?" You nod. "Yes, it's only fair...you answered my question." You pause again and sigh.

"I see things that other people can't." You tell.

Percy thinks for a moment. "So...you're schizophrenic?" He asks and as he sees you become tense he adds.

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean to be rude."

"I understand." You say and make a small smile to him. "And no I'm not schizophrenic...I don't know what I suffer with." You add and he can see your hand tremble. "They are there for me, and not for others, I don't know why." You say.

"Did you already made the tests to see what you have...?" Percy tells carefully.

"Yes...and nothing, it looks like it's rare, I don't hear voices, nothing! Just see strange things." You say looking at your lap as another man enters our section of the waiting room and sits besides the emo kid, the man looks at the kid and almost jumps in suprise as the kid takes a book from his bag, after that he goes sit across one of the twins.

Percy and you almost die in laughter but after some seconds it finishes and you say again.

"Doctor Brenner says that maybe it's because of stress. But I don't know." You sigh and Percy looks at you sadly.

"Well, what strange things you see?" He asks.

"Okay, it is really strange so don't alarmed." You sigh.

"I won't. Can't you see that we are at the hospital?" You two chuckle again.

"Okay.." You sigh again. "Flying horses, with wings... And giants with one eye and sometimes...I see people with swords and strange weapons." You look at him carefully.

"Wow." He says, he didn't expect to meet a clearsighted mortal right now, but here you are. He thought of his mom and Rachel and how they must have suffered when they didn't know of the godly world..like you.

"Wow." You repeat, this time not mocking. "I feel like I'm crazy, more than the emo kid." The emo kid looks at you and you wave nervous, and mutter a sorry.

'If Nico was here.' Percy thinks and chuckles to himself.

"Well, it might sound suprising but I know some people with the same condition as you..." He smiles.

"Really?!" You smile with full teeth. "OMG, I could kiss you right now!" You look at your hands still smiling.

"No thank you, I have a girlfriend." He smirks.

"Shut up and give me they're contact." You smile at him.

"Ouch, but okay." He gives you his mom and Rachel contact, writing on a paper. "Wow, one of your friend name is Red? Kind of cool."

He tries not to laugh. "Noo, it's Rachel Elizabeth Dare: R.E.D."

You nod. "That makes more sense."

And then Percy remembers something. "I don't know your name."

"Neither do I know yours." You smirk.

"Okay then. I'm Percy." He smiles at you.

"Hello, Percy. I'm Y/N." You shake his hand and smile aswell.

"Can I ask you something?" You tell.

Percy nods. "Well is Percy a nickname or your real name, because the only Percy I can think of is Percy Weasley form Harry Potter." You chuckle.

"It's a nickname, but it's what everyone calls me." He tells you.

"Why? Is your name that bad." You ask.

"I don't know, tell me you that." He pauses for a moment and tries not to laugh, he take your hand again and shakes it. "Hello Y/N. I'm Perseus."

You look at him suprised. "Percy it is then." You laugh at his face and then the TV makes a sound and shows 'A458: room 23.' Percy smirks and gets up.

"How the hell is yours first than mine." You hiss.

"No idea." Percy shrughs his shoulders. "But it's not like you are going to need it again." He points at the paper with the numbers and you smile.

"Right..." You get up and hug him. "Thanks again." You sit again and open your book.

He smiles to you one last time and goes to his designed room.

3.

After you're own session you go out of the hospital and wait for your parent at the entrance, while you are waiting you see a car pass by you. Percy is in there with an older woman and man, maybe his mom and another stepfather that isn't shitty? You shrugh and look at what he has in hand. A sword.

You look at him and he looks at you

trought the window, he looks at you with a smirk and you look back angry.

The car goes away and you yell at it.

"Fuck you." You sound angry but you have a smirk in your face.

[creek-ink]

don't know if u answered this but what supplies do u use for traditional art ? ! ? !

I rly go crazy w mixed media in my traditional art so I also included some pages from my sketchbook ^-^ hope this helps and lemme know if u have any questions!

art bag: by angoo (it's my fav)

sketch book: masters touch mixed media custom cover

water color sets: winsor and newton (white), arteza (black), I also use those weird brushes that hold water

what's in my pencil case?:

- prisma colored pencils

- bic 0.7mm HB #2 mechanical pencils

- prismacolor liners (05 and 03)

- micron liner (05 in like a warm brown)

- uni-ball signo in white

- artist loft alcohol marker in black

- and then this jucey ass unlabel pen from dollar tree (2nd image, between micron and uni-ball pens)

sorry this took so long 4 me to get too- just wanted to be thorough

[flowerbetweenfangs]

Cream Filling: Chapter Six

CW: Alcohol Consumption.

This is part of an ongoing series, you can read the previous part here.

Chapter Text

It was odd seeing the restaurant when it was set up as a bar.

Elle hadn’t been in the building post nightfall since her interview with Ramses. 

Wrecks had stressed it was casual, everyone just there to unwind. 

When she pulled open the door, the soft rock music rumbled through the air, paired with a strange scent that made her nose itch. The lighting was mellow, glinting off the glasses across multiple tables. There were a few dishes, filled with half-eaten food on the tables. 

A few sticks of incense were at the tables, propped up in ashtrays. Something about it brought a wave of calm over Elle. 

“Hey, Rookie! You made it.” Horac waved before leaning over a pool table, sinking what sounded like multiple balls. The antlered bartender stood opposite him, patiently holding a cue. 

Elle smiled, giving a wave. Everyone seemed to be in jeans and either a T-shirt or the equivalent. She felt a little overdressed in her… dress. 

It wasn’t too fancy: solid green with a drawstring top. There had been too much time spent in the bathroom mirror, agonizing over if she would wear the charm or not. 

She’d ultimately decided not to. After all, these weren’t random customers breezing in and out, but people she’d worked with (or at least were under Ramses) so… 

Trusting them seemed like the best idea. 

Aki and Wrecks were playing darts, with the cat boy looking more and more frustrated with the drider’s accuracy. 

“You’ve gotta be cheating!” He protested, tail thrashing back and forth. “I thought you said that you’d never played!” 

“It’s not cheating if you’re just naturally good.” Wrecks smirked, before giving a nervous wave to Elle. She returned it, wondering what skills he had learned that would possibly transform into the ability to throw darts well. 

“Bah!” Aki frowned, before looking at her hopefully. “Miss Shepard, you want in on the next game?” 

“Maybe in a little bit.” Elle smiled. 

Ramses was behind the bar, mixing drinks. He was wearing his vest and button-up shirt. It figured the boss wouldn’t dress down with the rest of them. Elle wondered if he truly got a day off. 

“Glad you made it.” He dropped down, before coming up with various glass bottles. They had some sort of bright green tape on them. “HF” was written on it in marker. 

“I mean, you invited me, so why not?” Elle smiled, before becoming serious. “Don’t give me anything too strong, I need to drive home.” 

“Of course.” Taking a glass, Ramses began to mix the contents of two bottles together. Elle noticed he was wearing gloves, much similar to the pair Wrecks had given her for the catering order. She grimaced at the thought of what would happen when he took them off. 

 “We’ll start you off with rum and cola, yeah?” He made sure to go heavy on the cola. “And don’t worry about paying. Drinks and food are free tonight.” 

Her favorite kind. One step above “cold”. 

Horac came over, walking the pool cue next to him. “Can I get some scotch? Or is Elle the only one allowed to drink the “human-friendly” batch?” 

“Fine fine.” Ramses started to pour another glass. “Just leave some for her, eh?” 

“Please!” Elle snorted, sipping her drink. “I don’t drink normally anyway, so don’t worry.” 

The flavor was rich. She smacked her lips, brows coming together. It tasted… Weird. But not bad. Not the usual sugar-loaded sweetness she expected from it. 

“Looks like you got the organic crap,” Horac remarked as he swished around his drink. 

“If you don’t like it, more for Elle,” Ramses remarked, casually mixing something and setting it down. 

“You’ve got enough here to run a second bar! I’ll need three new livers before I can drink this all.” Elle protested as she nursed her drink. It tasted terrible, but there was extra rum, so she wouldn’t care about the flavor before too long. 

“I told you to buy the normal ones.” A legion of voices purred, a dark arm with tapered fingers reaching over her. Elle spun around on her stool to see the Bartender. Even in his band tee and jeans, he still was handsome. 

And having him leaning over her, almost pressing on her knees… 

“But you insisted only the best.” He took the freshly prepared drink, a long tongue lapping it up. 

Elle felt her cheeks flush at the thought of what such a thing could do. She tried to hide her squirming, cheeks feeling like they were on fire. 

“Anymore lip outta you, Chorus,” Ramses started, before chuckling and turning to Elle.

“Bah. You at least like it, right?” 

His crooked smile showed off those fangs. And Elle suddenly felt a desire for them to be at her neck. 

Ugh… Why did she work with so many hot men? 

At this rate, she was going to have to start downing a few more drinks to justify the blush creeping to her cheeks. 

Stop it, Elle. He’s your boss. Don’t put him in a bad spot… Again. 

“It’s the best price you could offer.” She set the half-empty glass down. “I will never complain about a gift.” 

Ramses rolled his eyes, but the smile didn’t fade. 

God, why does he have to be so hot!?

Standing up, she decided to distract herself and sauntered over to the dart game. Her sightly bow-legged walk could be blamed on the alcohol, right? 

“Oh, good.” Aki flitted behind Elle. “Please tell me you have a circus background and can throw knives or something?” 

“Sadly, not.” Elle picked up a dart, rolling it between her fingers. “Wrecks, go easy on him.” 

“He won’t let me!” The drider protested as he collected his darts, before stepping away from the board. 

“I have to have some degree of pride!” The Cat Man protested. “Let Miss Shepard be my proxy.” 

“No pressure.” Elle stared at the board. It seemed to stretch out so far, yet so close. “Just don’t bet anything you’re not willing to lose.” 

After a few test throws, Elle was confident that she did not, in fact, have a secret talent for throwing sharp objects at targets. When the darts actually hit the board, they were barely on the edge. Several thumped against the wall or took a nosedive before even getting close. 

“Well, now you know who to take to the carnival to play that balloon game. Win yourself an asbestos-riddled teddy bear.” Horac snarked, racking up the pool balls again. 

The next dart Wrecks threw went way off target, sticking into the wall instead. 

“Please don’t damage the property if you can help it,” Ramses called out, with the same nonchalant tone as if he’d told them the specials for the night. 

“Sorry, Ram.” Wrecks went to get the dart, having to give a hearty tug to dislodge it from the wall. Elle was amazed that a piece of the wood didn’t come with it. He muttered something about Horac and meddling, before going to stand behind the line. 

Elle prepared to throw the last dart. The little she’d drank hadn’t been enough, she needed to be a little more inebriated if she was going to play games like this.

Oh come on, you’ll be in a foursome on stage in front of a bunch of strangers jerking off, but this is what has you flustered? 

Then again, that was the difference. She would never see the strangers again. And they had at least provided her a mask. Plus, “Miss Lamb” was different from Elle. A honeypot, a creation of Ash to create the perfect trap.

And with Cadence… He understood. 

Right?

Aki’s tail brushed against her, the end swatting the hem of her dress, and Elle realized how close they were standing. He was staring… So intently at the board. 

His pupils were completely blown, ears disappearing into his hair with how flat they were laid. A warm hand rested on her shoulder, nails barely tracing her bare collarbone. She could feel his heartbeat thudding between her shoulders. 

The ache started, and Elle bit down on her lip before something came out that would get everyone’s attention. It seemed like all the demons in the room had made it their mission to fluster her 

“One more.” Aki insisted, sounding dazed. “I’m sure you’ll get it this time.” 

“Nekokuro, do I have to get a spatula to dislodge you from Shepard?” Wreck asked, raising a brow. 

Cool air rushed over Elle’s skin as Aki stepped back, sputtering an apology. 

“It’s fine,” She waved it off. “I wasn’t throwing anything, so it’s okay.” And she was grateful that Wrecks was quicker on all six of his feet than she was on hers. 

Her legs shook as she took aim. And when the dart left her hand, there was no force behind it. 

Then, she felt it. With the snap of magic, something was visible, warping the air in front of her, a shadow rolling over the dart. It was gone just as quickly, but the projectile was back on track and soared into the center of the board hard enough to shake it. 

“Um…” Wrecks looked ready to comment again but instead cleared his throat, the silence falling around them as tension began to rise. “So I guess we’ll give that one to you.” 

Elle slowly turned around to see Aki, who seemed dazed. 

“Aki?” She waved a hand in front of his face, and he shook his head, the blush now gone from his cheeks. 

“I… Think I’m going to call it here. Don’t want to be handling things like this if I get a few more drinks in me.” He was cheery, but Elle could sense a bit of fear in his words. 

“Did Ramses ever tell you about the time he first put the charm on the loft in place?” Chorus asked, walking over and breaking up the group.�� 

“Not this story.” Ramses groaned. “I’m not a mage, and I had just learned how to draw the runes needed.” 

He refilled Chorus’ glass, before making one for himself, sliding the first down the bar to the demon, who took it. 

“I thought all demons could do some degree of magic.” Aki’s tail briefly formed a question mark, brows raising. 

“Doing and being good at are not the same thing,” Ramses insisted. “I was never a good student compared to my brothers. Not the worst, mind you, but far from the best. I prefer devices that can do it for me. And why I hire you all to work for me instead of doing all the heavy lifting myself.”

Brothers? Well, it made sense. Elle found her mind drifting, wondering if they all looked like Ramses, or… 

“Forty years ago, when the first Hellmouth had cracked open…” Chorus laughed, the many layering voices making Elle’s hair stand on end and derailing her train of thought before it pulled into the ‘brothers gangbang fantasy’ station. 

Forty years? Elle was reminded how everyone in this room, minus Horac, was all probably old enough to be her Grandfather. Maybe an ancient ancestor. A mayfly amongst dragons, as some would say. She went over to the bar again, sitting in front of Ramses. 

Without a word, he began to mix her another drink. 

“You had Mr. Pendragon over here decide he was going to try and keep people who got too tipsy and handsy from going up the steps to fool around-” 

“That was not the only reason,” Ramses interjected. “There was also a lot of drinks and plates being left up there.” He turned to Elle, opening his mouth to say more, but closed it. 

She thought there was a bit of a blush between his scales, but it could have just been the red of his vest bringing it out. 

“So anyway… He doesn’t realize you have to be out of the circle before you drop the spell unless you want to be caught up in it. I’m in the basement, and I hear this loud WHAM.” Chorus slammed a fist into his open palm.

“I come rushing up, thinking Mammon himself has nestled on top of the building. And I see Ramses slowly sliding down the front window, crap from his arms making it look like he had the inkiest-” 

“I told you the glass was worth it!” Ramses interrupted, before changing the inflection of his voice. “Get the cheaper glass, Ramses, no one’s going to try anything in the Mammon district, Ramses…” 

“Well, you got your wish when that pack of Werebears showed up and you had to call backup…” 

More stories spilled out, and drinks and food were consumed. From hilarious to serious. 

Soon, they had gravitated around the bar, laughing and reminiscing. The tension had dropped, the violent dart throw forgotten. 

Aki had taken up the stool next to Elle, legs swinging as he took in everything. It felt… Odd not being the new employee anymore. She wondered if that had anything to do with why he was sitting closer to her. Maybe there was an unspoken kinship? 

Oh, you wouldn’t mind sitting closer to him, maybe on his lap while-

Elle blinked rapidly, crossing her legs and shifting. Sober thoughts were well on their way to becoming drunken words. She set her glass down. 

“So I’m pinned to the wall by a Drider,” Wrecks explained, taking a swig from his bottle. “And I hear the door open. I’m thinking, “Oh thank Arachne, Horac is coming to rescue me.” But nope.” He moved his index and middle finger up his arm to indicate walking. “Here comes Shepard, one third the size of Calamity-” 

“I was easily half!” Elle interjected, feeling rather warm, and emboldened. Yes, it was time to stop with the alcohol. “Calamity was not that big!” 

Although knowing that Wrecks had fond memories around that time did make her feel somewhat giddy. She found herself trying to hold back laughter, but a few giggles tittered out. 

She could see the collective “Okay, time to cut her off ” look shared between the others. 

Aki snorted. “I’m trying to imagine you in the maid outfit trying to be intimidating.” His tail swished lazily back and forth, ears perking up as he took another bottle and poured himself a shot. “You’re easily the smallest one here, and you had to rescue him?”  

“Don’t go treating him like a wimp!” Horac interjected, “You shoulda seen him his first day, all the bravado and rep from the Underdark. Had three lamias come in and try to start trouble. This kid.” He patted Wrecks’ leg closest to him. 

“Just skittered right up to them and… I dunno what you said, but seeing three grown snake men about to wet themselves was a great way to start the day.” He laughed with vigor. 

Wreck scratched the side of his nose. “Oh, that. I am amazed I didn’t get jumped later.” The blush of intoxication was creeping up his cheeks. 

“The naivety of youth.” Ramses shrugged. “We all think we’re invincible at one point.” He tilted a bottle in the direction of Aki. “If I recall, I had to rescue you twice over when Tanpopo pissed off someone he couldn't run from and threw you under the bus.” 

Aki groaned, running a hand through his hair. “Don’t remind me. Those clubs oni swing around can do some damage. If I had nine lives, I’m sure I lost four that day.” He shuddered. “I don’t even know how he got ahold of that fruit, it’s banned in like… six of the seven districts!” 

Elle nearly choked on her drink at the mention of the Kitsune and fruit. 

Although she was sure of the berry in question, she had to bite her lips from slipping into that story. The words soaked into her lips, trying to spill out past them. 

Focus on not saying something you’ll regret. Get him to do the talking. 

“You know Foxy?” The three words were a chore to push out. And once they were out, she instantly regretted it, emotions swirling around, her mind too foggy to decide on which one to latch onto. 

Aki gave a quick nod, looking over at Ramses, a slight bit of anger flickering across his features. The primal energy coiled through his muscles, and Elle worried he was about to hop over the bar and attack the demon. 

Instead, he tapped the neck of his bottle to the shot glass, making sure to get every drop, before picking it up and holding it above his head, toward the center of the odd semi-circle they’d made. The anger was gone quickly as it arrived, but there was still a hunter’s glint in the yokai’s eyes.

“To new beginnings. And another successful year at Ramses’ Brew, eh?” The smile didn’t quite reach his eyes, but everyone lifted their drinks up and gave a half-hearted cheer, before downing their respective beverages. 

Horac spoke first, checking his watch in an exaggerated gesture and giving a theatric yawn. 

“I don’t know how the night crew does it, but it’s barely past nine and I am beat. ” He slipped off the barstool, pointing to Chorus. “Next time, you’ll have to show me how to do that trick shot.” 

“If I teach you, then it’s no longer a trick.” Chorus shot back, before the two shared a laugh. 

Clapping the Boarman on the back, Chorus walked him out the door, their chatter continuing into the night. 

“I should probably get going too.” Wrecks sighed, rubbing his face. “If I stay up too much later, then I’ll be exhausted when I come into work.” He grabbed his coat off the rack, giving them all a polite nod, before exiting the bar himself. 

Elle looked back and forth between Aki and Ramses, feeling the tension in the room start to rise again.  

“Well, I suppose that’s the cue to lock up for the night.” Ramses finally said, breaking the silence. “Thank you both for coming and I hope to see you here again next year.” 

Aki grunted, slipping off the stool. “Thanks, Mr. Sesbrun.” He paused, licking his lips. 

The corner of his mouth twitched, anger and gratitude warring on his face. 

At first, Elle thought the lights were flickering, before she realized it was a strange fog coming off the cat man. 

“For everything.” Then, it was gone. Despite the smile, there was venom in the last two words. But without another word, he was picking up his coat and shouldering it, giving a wave and exiting the bar. 

Elle swallowed, the sight sobering her up. She looked at the glass in front of her, sliding it away. 

“Thanks, Ramses.” She hoped her words sounded steady. The fog around her mind started to lift. 

“Thank you, Elle.” He said, taking the glass. “I know this time hasn’t been… Easy, but I appreciate you being here all the same.” 

“Well, there’s no better boss in the world.” Slipping off the stool, she went and slipped on her jacket. 

“Elle.” Ramses called, not looking up from her discarded glass. 

“Yes?” She swallowed hard. 

“I mean it.” 

She smiled. “I know you do.” 

Once she was outside the bar, it locked behind her. Magic sprung up, and Elle felt a rush of energy in the air, before the lights dimmed. 

Ash couldn’t replace this, no matter how much he played to her darkest desires. 

Going to her car, she paused at the sight of Aki leaning against the wall, facing away from her. The image of him braced against the stone, weak and shaking flooded back into her mind. Slowly, she approached him, but kept her distance.

“Aki? You alright?” 

Slowly, he turned around, expression somber. “Sorry if I scared you.” 

“I… It’s…” She paused, not sure if she should question which specific instance he was referring to. “I just was worried for a minute. It seemed like Ramses poked at an old wound.” 

“I know logically it wasn’t on purpose, but emotionally…” He lifted his hand and wiggled it. “It’s… Tough. I’m the new guy, and I know, and everyone really, doesn’t like me… Especially Ramses.” 

“I’m sure he does,” Elle interjected. “He just… Has an interesting way of showing it. I’m sure Wrecks likes you too, he’s just… That way with everyone.” And probably a little intimidated from the weird dart throw. 

“And Horac… He’s a dad. His mind’s always on his family.” She didn’t want to speak for Chorus, but she was sure the Legion Demon fell into the same boat. He at least seemed cordial, and if he was Ramses’ oldest friend, then there had to be some degree of trust and respect between the two. 

“Still… I need to be better, I didn’t want you to be scared of me.” He paused. “So… That’s it I guess. Sorry if it feels like I ambushed you, but it was going to be ringing in my head unless I said something.” He swallowed. “Being… A little buzzed isn’t an excuse to go flying off the handle like that.”  

“It’s appreciated.” Elle licked her lips. “We’ve all done stupid things, but what we do now is what matters, yeah?” 

Aki scoffed, before catching himself and slowly nodding. “Right… But I’ve got… A lot of mistakes to make up for.” 

Another demon. Another few decades, maybe even centuries of sinning. Elle swallowed. 

We’re not all sinners.

Looking around, Elle realized her car was the only one in the parking lot. “Are you going to walk home by yourself in the dark?” 

Aki arched a brow. “I mean… Yeah?” He held up a hand, showing slightly longer than normal nails, sharpened to a point. “I’m a lot tougher than I look.” 

The same nails that she’d imagined teasing-

No. Not the time. Focus! 

“Well, you’ve been drinking.” 

“So have you!” He chuckled. “Man, now I know you waltzed right up to the Lady Drider.” He mumbled something else under his breath, but it was hard to make out. 

Elle shook her head, stifling a laugh. “Look, you shouldn’t be walking home by yourself anyway. I’m sure this place is safer than most areas, but still.” The anger was completely gone from him, and Elle wondered if it looked worse than it was.  

“Is this your way of saying you like me too?” A grin tugged at Aki’s lips, his tail whipping back and forth, ears alert. 

“Sure.” Elle gestured to her car. “Behold. The chariot awaits.” 

Aki slid into the passenger seat. The heater kicked on, and to Elle’s surprise, he laid his head against the dashboard. There was a strange rumbling. It traveled all the way to the steering wheel, making her let it go. 

At first, Elle thought it was the engine acting up, but then she realized it was the Cat Man purring.  

Oh no. She could feel her heartbeat quicken. Shifting in the seat, she cracked the window, hoping a bit of cool air would help combat the illicit thoughts now racing through her head. Now she was sure she could do every sobriety test backward. 

“Lean back and buckle up.” She said sternly. “I don’t want you going through the windshield if we’re in a crash.” That would be a way to end the night for sure. 

And I want you to stop playing into my fantasies! 

“What, all 25 miles an hour we’ll be going?” He stayed hunched over the dashboard. “Empty streets in the Mammon district, the only thing we’ll hit is either the Police or the Guardians out late.” 

“Aki,” Elle said sternly. “My car, my rules.” 

Sighing, Aki straightened and put on the belt, but extended his arms and rested his hands over the heating vents. His fingers wiggled, and Elle wondered if he was a lot more drunk than she thought, or if he was just that much of a feline. 

Still, he was belted, so Elle pulled out of the parking lot. Once she turned onto the street, the lights in the restaurant finally went out. At least when driving, she had to focus on the area around her. 

“Miss Shepard,” Aki said as they drove down the strip, the streetlights flickering. “You’re playing a dangerous game, working here.”

“I may be,” Elle admitted. “But I’ve got friends here who wouldn’t let anything bad happen.” Although come next shift, she would be wearing the charm again. 

“Friends.” Aki prodded. “So… You and Wrecks?” 

“What about me and Wrecks?” Elle raised a brow. 

“You guys are a…” He raised his pinkie at her. “You know?” 

“Friends….?” Elle drug out the word, feeling her cheeks heat up. 

“Oh!” Aki’s own cheeks were red as he sputtered. “Sorry, I just thought with the spider necklace… And the gloves…” 

Horac’s outburst probably didn’t help. Inwardly, Elle groaned and felt her stomach flutter. 

She shook her head. “No! Nothing like that. Wrecks just likes making things.” She couldn’t look at him. “He and I are just friends. Horac was just teasing him when he said we were flirting and-” 

She paused, realization slowly coming over her. 

“Wait, why do you want to know?” 

“Er, well…” It was Aki’s turn to be flustered. “I just didn’t want to jump to any conclusions or try and-” He inhaled sharply. “Never mind.” 

“You’re a little drunker than you let on, huh?” Elle didn’t mind giving him an out. Inhibitions lowered, the proximity, all the laughing and friendliness from earlier…

Oh no, now she was doing it. She needed to be the responsible party. 

They pulled into an apartment complex, a bit more run-down than what Elle would have expected from the Mammon district. It was better than her building but compared to the sparkling and brand new architecture of the rest... 

Aki stared ahead, hands continuing to rest on the heating vents. Slowly, he went to unlock the door, before dropping his hand. 

“Elle.” He said softly. “Do you… Have anyone waiting for you back at your place?” 

“N-no,” She looked at the steering wheel. Was this where the night was heading? It wasn’t a bad way to end things. Certainly better than the empty restaurant. But…

 “Aki. You’re nice. But you’re drunk. If we do something, it’s me taking advantage.” Responsible. Yes. 

“I’m not that drunk.” He insisted. “Look, if you don’t want to do anything, it’s fine. But… If you want to, I’m sober enough.” 

Elle arched a brow. 

“Could a drunk guy do this?” Throwing open the car door, he took a few nimble steps away, turning on his heel, putting one arm to his waist, and bowing dramatically. 

Then, he suddenly leaped in the air, flipping backward and landing on his hands, holding the position. His tail lashed around, but he stayed statue still. His legs rocked, and he finished the flip, landing on his feet. 

Then, his legs buckled, and he rolled backward. Springing up by his hands again, he flipped to a light post and swung around it, knees bent. 

“Aki!” She yelled, getting out of the car and running over. “You’re going to fall!” 

“I find your lack of faith a little insulting!” Aki called out as she walked over and grabbed his leg, stopping the spin he’d built up. “You want me to start walking and sing the alphabet backward?” He stared at her, his tail thumping against the back of her hand. 

“Alright. I get it. You’re sober enough.” She squeezed his ankle, and he wavered, before becoming stiff again. “Just stop being weird about it.”  

Aki’s arms relaxed, and slid down, landing right in front of her. His chest was heaving, his face flushed, then he began to laugh so hard tears welled up in his eyes. It slowly died off and stepped back, tail swishing behind him.

“So. I guess this is good night then, huh?” He didn’t sound hurt or disappointed, just… Matter of fact. 

Elle felt her cheeks burning. She knew the right thing was to say no. The responsible choice. This wasn’t a lust berry poisoning, a club performance for a favor, or helping a friend out during their mating cycle. It was like she was a damn teenager again, fooling around on school grounds. 

“Aki, if you weren’t drunk-” 

“Still not drunk.” He insisted, starting to get to his feet. “Or do I need to do the back handspring again to prove my point? Maybe I can do a backflip this time.” 

“Aki Nekokuro. Listen to me.” Elle snapped, feeling the power crackle through the air. She made a fist, instantly regretting her choice to use his Name.

Aki froze, his fur standing on end. Slowly, he sat back down. His pupils dilated, nearly overtaking his iris, before violently constricting. 

“It’s not that I don’t want to,” Elle said quickly. “I just want to make sure you’re okay with it. You’re not doing it because of some weird attempt to comfort me because I saw your anger, or you’ve got a secret dark side who thinks it’s fun to mess around with humans, or-” 

Snorting, Aki shook his head, jumping to his feet. He closed the distance between them. If he blinked, then she was sure his eyelashes would have brushed against hers. Sure enough, his tail was tracing the hem of her dress. 

“Or, what if it’s something as simple as ‘I think my coworker is cute’?” 

Elle’s mouth closed, and she swallowed. Her lips tingled as his breath rolled over them. She could feel his fur brush against her bare skin. His hand closed around her jacket’s zipper, slowly pulling it down.

“And green’s my favorite color.” 

“Cute, huh?” She asked, as he stared and pushed the jacket off her shoulders. 

“And magic to boot. What better pair than a witch and her black cat?” 

“I’m not a mage.” Elle hissed. “Anyone can use a Name.” 

“True. But I was being honest.” His chest rumbled with a purr. 

“Cute,” He kissed her cheek. 

“Hot.” Her brow. “Sexy.” Her jaw. “Gorgeous.” Her neck. “Unbelievably attractive.” Her shoulder.

Slipping his finger under the now exposed strap of her dress, he pushed it down and planted another kiss at her collarbone. “Magically so.” 

“Aki…” She snorted. What a cheesy line. “You use all these on people you wanna bang?” 

“Pick your adjective.” His tail brushed against the back of her thighs, starting to go between them, tracing higher under her dress. “Because I think all of them and more.” 

Elle’s heart thudded loud enough she was sure he would hear it. 

“I’m not looking for… A relationship or anything like that.” She managed to get out. “I’m single, and I want to stay that way for… A while.” 

“Good,” He rubbed his cheek against hers. “So then there’s no harm, no foul.” 

“Can we at least go inside?” She felt herself shivering, her skin aching for his touch and warmth when it left. Less in a carnal way, but more for body heat reasons. “It’s a little chilly out.” 

“I can tell.” His finger traced her nipple through the fabric snickering when she inhaled sharply, a wavering moan working past her lips. 

Ears went straight up, alert at the sound. He tried to go back to a more serious expression, but his smile started to break through the thin line of his mouth. 

“Sorry. I forgot that you humans have… Almost nothing to keep you warm once you take these-” He gave her other dress strap a tug, letting it fall down her shoulder. “Off.” 

“I think we’re past the point of being subtle.” 

“Oh thank God.” He doubled over, hands resting above his knees, body shaking with laughter.

His hand wrapped around hers. “So-” 

“Wait!” She turned on her heel, running back to her car. “Since someone decided a backflip-” 

“Back handspring.” 

“- acrobatics were a good sobriety test. I didn’t turn it off!” The door was still open! If she had been in the Leviathan district, she could have had someone sneak in and steal it. 

Leaning inside, she quickly turned the key and yanked it out of the ignition, snatching her purse from the backseat.

Then yelped as Aki looped an arm around her waist, lifting her onto his shoulder, kicking the car door closed behind him. 

“I gotta admit, I expected you to be a little racier in the underwear department,” Aki commented as he walked, tail swishing in front of Elle’s face. 

It brushed against her nose, the tickling making her sneeze. When she went to open her mouth to try and banter back, it nearly got into her mouth. She managed to get a decent grip on the waist of his jeans and keep her face from smacking into the overly excited appendage. 

“Next time I go to a work party, I’ll put on my best ‘I’m getting laid’ thong,” Elle grunted as she attempted to straighten herself. “And be sure my dress is long enough so when I’m being caveman carried, my coworker doesn’t get an early peek.” She swatted him on the ass with her purse. 

“Don’t start something you can’t finish,” Aki warned, wiggling his hips, stopping to unlock the door of the complex. Before he opened it, he swatted her on the rear, loud rather than hard. “Or you’re going commando.” 

“You wouldn’t dare.” Elle squirmed at the thought. Was she going to be a brat tonight? Or was the power struggle part of the game? 

“Try me,” He teased, hand slipping down and teasing at the edge of her panties, nail sliding under the fabric. She could feel the material strain, before he placed his hand back on her rear, giving it a hearty squeeze. 

“And keep your voice down,” His tone shifted to serious. “There’s a lot of old ones who live in the building trying to get some sleep.” 

Elle shifted trying to get a look around.

While the lights were on, the lobby they’d walked into was void of people. Small blessings, she supposed. There were a few bulletin boards, papers tacked to them, plastered with stock photos and advertising community events. 

She tried to imagine the overstuffed chairs and benches filled with a bunch of elderly people, clutching walkers and canes. The image was… Rather peaceful. 

“Do you like it here?” Close to work. And within their price range? Possible rules about after hours noise? 

“It’s alright.” He shrugged, jostling her. They got to an elevator and he pushed the button to call it. “Although you have to be at least one hundred and fifty to live here.” 

Elle groaned. It figured. These things always came with a catch. 

Aki chuckled, before stepping into the elevator as the doors opened. 

There were handrails on the walls. Elle grabbed one, taking in a deep breath. “Please tell me you’re almost there. I can feel the blood rushing to my head.” 

“Oh?” Aki’s tone was mischievous. “I think I’ll be taking advantage of that sneak peek now.” His arm around her hips tightened. 

“Don’t you dare drop me.” 

“Then it’s in your best interest to stay still.” Aki’s left hand ran up her thigh, fingers running across her clothed sex. 

“Well well, Miss Shepard,” He noisily sucked on his fingers, making Elle’s heart jump. “You’re drenched.” 

“And who’s fault is that?” 

Aki’s tail thumped against her cheek rhythmically, as if scolding her. 

After a few test strokes, Aki slid a finger under the fabric, his claws barely tracing over her. Elle’s breath caught and she went rigid, her grip on the rail becoming white-knuckled. 

“Relax.” He purred against her thigh. “I’ve done this a time or two before.” 

Aki teased, nails pressing just enough for the pressure to be noticed, but never actually causing pain. As he slid his fingers back and forth she could feel them start to become slick. She bit her lip, trying to muffle the moans. 

While he never stuck a finger inside, he pumped hard against her, finding her clit and beginning to circle it. 

He’d give one lazy swirl, then an agonizingly slow stroke, then go back to circling, alternating between counter and clockwise. And he made sure to wipe the wetness on her thighs, smearing evidence of his work all over. 

“Longest elevator ride of your life, huh?” 

The ding and the creak of the doors couldn’t come fast enough. Elle was panting heavily, almost unable to let go of the bar as Aki began to step out. Her vision was filled with black spots, every part of her aching to shed her clothes and be filled. 

Once he’d unlocked the door he took a few steps into the apartment, wood creaking under his feet. As he moved around in the dark, she could hear a click, and amber light flooded the room. 

Blinking rapidly, Elle covered her eyes. There was a thud as her purse hit the floor. After a few seconds, she peeked between her fingers. 

“I’ve got you,” Aki reassured her, kicking off his shoes at the entrance, before untying her sandals and letting them fall to the ground. 

“Are you planning on putting me down at all?” 

“Yep.” He passed an overstuffed couch. At first, Elle worried he was going to put her on it. Her head was spinning so much that she knew that keeping her balance would be almost impossible. 

He opened the door to his bedroom. Like the rest of the apartment, it was pitch black. A few slants of light illuminated a bed, showing a navy blue comforter. The frame also seemed to be a dresser, as there were handles on the side. 

Before Elle could take in the rest of the room, she was suddenly airborne. The bed creaked as she landed on it, the comforter floating up on either side of her. The hem of the dress had gone up to her ribs, but she didn’t care. 

Aki stood in the doorway, amber eyes almost glowing in the dark. His steps were slow, like a wild cat stalking prey, as he approached the bed. 

“Couple things,” He began, tail swishing back and forth behind him. “No, my cock is not barbed.” 

The tip of the tail brushed against Elle’s nose, making it wrinkle again. “The further away from the base, the less sensitive my tail is. That being said: If you pull on it, I will not be responsible for what follows, usually a scratch or bite, and not in a sexy way.” 

Lifting a hand, he flicked the claws, reminding Elle they were there. As if he hadn’t been teasing her with them for the past fifteen minutes. Then, he traced over her throat, lips following his fingers. 

Elle moaned softly, about to grab him. He caught her hand in the air and put them on either side of her head. 

Finally, he pointed to his ears, and they wiggled. “Ears are just like yours, but a lot more sensitive. So don’t go tugging or biting on them willy-nilly.” 

He hunched over Elle’s form, hands twined with hers, legs squeezing hips. His jeans scratched against her bare legs, his hardness visible. Leaning down, his voice barely above a whisper, he asked: 

“Do you still want to do this?” 

She nodded. 

“I need to hear you say it.” 

“You couldn’t have gotten me out of the elevator if I didn’t want to.” Or through the front door, for that matter. 

Pulling her dress up, he slid it off her and dropped it on the floor. He stared, finger tracing the V of her neck and collarbone. 

Trailing lower, he circled her nipples with his thumb, before lowering his head and giving both a loud suck. She could see a flash of pink between his white fangs, the tapered tips grazing the delicate skin. 

Each time his lips closed on her, it sent a shudder through Elle. Grabbing the comforter, she gripped it tight, doing everything in her power to not buck her hips. Not beg him to go faster. Not demand that he stop licking everywhere but the spot he’d been so intent on teasing earlier.  

He hooked his thumbs under her waistband after what felt like an eternity of drawn out licks and light nibbles, peeling them off slowly. The friction of the fabric across her skin only served to light the white hot desire further, and she moaned as they finally came off. 

Grabbing her legs, Aki hoisted them onto his shoulders. 

“Now, I’m going to get this out of the way because everyone I’ve been with wants to know.” 

Elle’s sound of confusion became a squeak as he put his mouth directly on her and purred loudly. It was nowhere near what she imagined, and she devolved into a fit of giggles. 

Aki looked up at her. There was a light in his eyes she’d never seen before, maybe because the smile finally reached them. Something about it made Elle happy. Surely he’d heard her laugh before, but he’d never looked at her like… That. 

“Figure it’s a good tension breaker. I know a lot of people can be… Nervous when it comes to…” He gestured to himself. 

“You aren’t,” She managed to gasp between giggles. “My first demon, don’t worry.” 

“Yokai.” He insisted. “Although if you want to get technical, half yokai and half fae.” 

Elle managed to catch her breath. “Fae?” 

He nodded. “Yeah. I… My dad was a nekomata, my mom is a puca.” 

That explained the weird fog then. A spirit of a cat and a shape-shifting creature. She knew more about the latter than the former, but still, it wasn’t much. 

“I’d rather not think about them right now, so…” Aki’s hand ran up her thigh, “Distract me?” 

Hooking her ankles behind his head, Elle ground her hips into his face. He groaned against her, squeezing her thighs and pushing them apart. 

Even though he’d proven not to have a rough tongue, she was sensitive to each lick, jolts of pleasure arcing through her. The moans encouraged him further, his tail swishing back and forth as he continued to feast. 

She wanted the domestic cat to be put away and have the wild tiger come out to play. 

Like before, he’d chosen to be agonizingly slow, drawing out each roll of his jaw. His warm breath made her skin pebble, and she could feel him smile at his work. Running the soles of her feet across his back, she tried to subtly push him closer. 

Instead, he rose, pressing his lips to her clit, tongue flitting across it. The sudden speed made Elle see stars, her moan evolving into a scream. Her hands left the comforter, tangling in Aki’s hair just behind his ears, holding him fast. 

The barrage continued, claws sinking into skin and raising Elle’s hips. His tail whipped back and forth, stroking her ankles and calves, hard enough for her to gasp. 

Rather than a purr, she heard a growl from Aki. 

“Come for me.” The words were white hot against her. Elle could only hold tightly, trying to edge herself out a little more.

And then the barrage began again, not letting up. 

She finally lost her grip, her whole body shaking. His tongue was unrelenting, alternating between circling her clit and then plunging in and out of her. When she tried to scoot away, he pulled her back, nails scraping delicate skin. 

“I said: come for me.” He slapped Elle’s thigh, squeezing it tight, shifting her up so the blood began to rush to her head again. As the world began to spin, she felt herself finally let go, the orgasm rushing out like a geyser. 

Growling, Aki began to plunge even deeper, making her scream. 

Then, he was gone. Elle’s head continued to spin, hands closing on empty air and feet lowering. But before she could put them on the comforter, he came between her legs again. 

“How are you feeling?” He was panting, the slight movement making her quiver. 

Elle let out a  wavering whine, trying to find the words. The whole room was spinning, and while she felt sensitive, her body was still aching to be filled. 

“I think you got to fuck my brains back in.” She managed weakly.  “Words are hard.” 

“On it.” Aki ducked out of her legs again. A zipper pulled, and he wiggled out of his jeans. 

When he turned back to face her, she saw that he really was covered with dark fur all over. It thinned out a little around his hips and abdomen, but he was hirsute. And sure enough, he wasn’t barbed, but he was hard. 

There was the tell-tale crinkle of a condom wrapper. As he fiddled with putting it on, he leaned over her. 

“You’re going to keep your shirt on?” She tugged on the fabric, sliding her hand underneath it. His stomach and chest were warm, and Elle found her touch climbing higher. But before she could rest against him, Aki pulled away. 

“You ever get cat hair all over your clothes?” Aki said matter of factly. “I’d like to not have to hose you off tonight. Or get one of those little sticky rollers.” 

He picked up a bottle from the nightstand. It was a clear liquid, with a large silhouette of a large humanoid with horns embracing a smaller form, hearts over the groin region. She’d seen, and used, the brand before. It helped with interspecies couples who found their genitals were a little too large for the orifices of their partners. 

He squirted some directly onto the covered head, and gave himself a few strokes, coating his cock in lube. 

Grabbing behind her knees, Aki raised them again. Resting her legs on his shoulders, he lifted Elle’s hips. Between the wetness and the lube, he slipped right inside. 

Gasping, Elle shuddered, feeling herself clench. It filled her just the right amount, the pulsing of his cock making her sex throb. Even without the lube, he would have gotten in just fine, but she wasn’t one to argue. 

She went to try and wrap her legs around him again, but Aki held her fast. 

Aki slid in and out of her, taking in deep breaths. Each thrust, while slow, went deep as he could manage. Grinding his hips, he rubbed against Elle’s clit, drawing another moan from her. He sighed in response, closing his eyes and resting his cheek on her knee. 

Then, his grip on her legs tightened. Biting his lip, he continued to roll his hips, drawing the act out again. Every time he hilted, it was followed by a withdrawal that would tease him completely pulling out. But before completely exiting, he’d push his way back inside. 

While nowhere near as aggressive as before, Elle was still sensitive. Shaking breaths followed the gentle thrusts, and he finally dropped her legs. They were shaking so much it was a miracle he didn’t accidentally gouge or scratch her with his claws. 

Forming an arch over Elle, he put one hand at the nape of her neck and the other at the small of her back. 

With their bodies pressed together, Elle found her own arms encircling him. Resting her chin at the curve of his neck, she inhaled his scent as he began to pick up speed. His hips continued to grind against her with every thrust, and his breathing hitched. 

“You tasted so good around my tongue.” He hissed, causing the hair on the back of her neck to stand up. 

“Now I wanna feel you come on my cock.” It wasn’t a demand like before, but it still rumbled through Elle. 

She buried her fingers into his shirt and her face into his neck. Thrusts sped up, panting and slapping filling the air. His skin became slick with sweat, and she could feel his cock twitch, begging for a release. 

His pubic bone drug across her in a deliberate motion, hips rolling and pressing deeper than he had before, a hand fisted in her hair. Lips latched onto her neck, sucking loudly, before finding her shoulder and doing the same. 

Wrapping her legs around his waist, she felt the soles of her feet brush against the base of his tail, catching it between her toes. 

Aki snarled, hard mouth covering hers. He caught her lips between his teeth, sucking hard, and snarling. His grip on her tightened, pinning her to the bed. 

Yanking Elle’s head back, he exposed her throat to him, lips running down it. A growl vibrated through his chest. Fangs traced over the delicate skin, before latching hard onto her shoulder.  

Elle gasped, back arching as she felt another orgasm rip through her. She clenched so hard Aki cried out, thrusting into her as his cock emptied. They were in seconds of one another, but time stretched out long enough to where it felt like an eternity. 

They stared at one another, panting. Bodies slick with sweat and the condensation of each other’s breath. 

Aki broke the gaze first, slipping off and out of Elle. He lapped at her shoulder apologetically, before resting his chin at the curve of her neck, warm breath making her skin tingle. 

Peeling off the condom, he tied off the opening and tossed it into a small bin next to the bed. 

Through shaking breaths, he planted a gentle kiss on her temple. 

“Let’s get cleaned off, huh? You don’t want to try and help me brush this out.” 

In the shower, Aki let Elle rest against him, arms circled around her waist. The hot water was a welcome respite. They didn’t say anything, just let it roll over them. 

Then, when Elle felt she’d had enough, Aki helped wrap a towel around her. Then, he walked her to the bed and had her side, before closing the bathroom door again. 

The roar of a hairdryer quickly followed. She had a feeling that it would least likely be the sound neighbors would complain about. 

Elle sat, staring at her clothes on the floor. Part of her wanted to just leave right then and there. But… If Aki had wanted her to, he would have said so, right? 

While she was sure dating was off the table for a long while it was… Nice. 

Sex without extenuating circumstances, bargains, or expectations for something else. No pressure for more or what was next. 

She checked her phone for notifications, sighing when she saw it was empty. 

Hopefully, Ash would call her soon with the great news that Adrian was captured. 

Then she could figure out what the next step would be. Her thoughts started to run together, and she found herself dozing. 

Aki came out of the shower, rapidly blinking at her presence. Despite his stoic face, his fur puffed up. It was almost comical, but Elle was barely able to hold her head up. 

“S-Sorry. I didn’t want to leave without saying ‘good bye’.” A weak excuse. 

“I’m… Actually kind of glad you stayed.” He admitted, “Driving tired is almost bad as driving drunk.” Staring at the bed, he cleared his throat. 

“We, uh, don’t have work tomorrow, but you can leave first thing in the morning.” His tongue flitted across his lip. 

“Or… You can stay for a bit. Don’t feel pressured either way.” 

She couldn’t help but smile. At least they were on the same page. An understanding.

Temptation had nothing on this. 

“You know what… That sounds like a great idea.” 

You can read the next part here!

[athena-gundampla]

HGUC 1/144 E.F.S.F. Mass-Produced Mobile Suit RGM-79N "GM Custom"

Another entry to the GM collection!! Joining the 2001 GM, 2003 GM Cold Districts Type, 2012 GM Sniper II, and 2023 GM Missile Pod, 2011's GM custom is part of one of Bandai's best runs, with pleasing balance between sticker detail, molded detail, colour separation, cost, and option parts. Of note is the inclusion of 7 whole pre-posed hand options, with 2 closed fists, 2 open hands, a special hinged open left hand to get around the poor shoulder articulation, and special right-handed weapon holding options that accomodate the large square forearms.

The kit overall is a welcome upgrade from the 2003 GM Cold Districts Type, with shoulders on pegs that rotate forward, and better ball-jointed hips. The shoulder and leg connections are nicely secured and have a lot of detail, and the single colour style of the kit allows parts to be cemented together to hide the panel gaps you often get with older kits.

This kit comes with the older light trans-pink beam saber effects (rather than the deep pink you'll see on newer kits) and an extra beam saber hilt, as well as a really nicely detailed bullpupped "GM rifle" and a post-0079 style shield.

All of the red vents and booster nozzles, as well as the grey inside the shield, need to be painted on, which was a little annoying in terms of cleaning up. Like other recent kits I've done, I added some gold as well.

This kit came with a nice set of detail stickers with complete freedom on how to apply them. There's plenty of EFSF lettering, lots of numbers, and a badge for the spaceship "Albion". I chose to number this "120", after the kit number, as the suit didn't appear to have any canon number. Combined with spare stickers from my other HGUC kits it looks really nicely detailed. Unfortunately there's no foil stickers with this kit, so I used my green metallic Gundam Marker for the sensors.

Just like my GM Cold Districts Type I also used some black sponged paint, as well as Tamiya weathering sets C and D for heat discoloration, oil stains, and paint damage. I tried to limit the degree of weathering here to save time, and I think it also helps let the base kit shine through.

I also picked up a set of custom resin weapons as a promotion from the hobby store I use. I painted the shotgun for display with this kit, and it looks really fitting. I like how the company name also looks like an in-universe logo.

I had a lot of fun with this kit, and I definitely think that's it's a more fun building experience than the other older GMs I've built.

[silvanoir]

My customized "Monster Ball" Clawdeen doll.

I changed almost everything about her except the body, shoes, and bowtie, haha! (last picture is what the original doll looked like)

Removed the head (I'll use the G3 head on something else) and instead used a cheap knockoff G1 head (if you get the knockoff heads, they don't have glue holding the hair in, so easy to remove), and re-rooted with black and dark green DMC, black all in back and on the sides, dark green just for the front. Ordered doll sunglasses online and these fit perfectly, as well as a black lace ballet dress ( link to dress ) that I modified by tying thread around the waist to fit and adding beading at the start of the skirt (with fabric glue). Painted the claws black, and used silver marker on the shoes and glued a rhinestone gem at the center.

The last thing I did was add moon earrings, actual people earrings I got from a bargain store that I bent the pins back with a wire tool thingy (very technical, I am) so they would stay.

Overall it took 3 days of freetime to complete and I love her. She's cooler than me.

[golfgifts4u]

Made of a versatile microfiber cloth, this fun Golf Tee Bag is great for storing your tees, cleaning your glasses or sunglasses, and storing other valuables like your cell phone or camera.

[pargolfsupply]

Benefits Of Ordering Personalized Golf Tees

A small wooden support to rest the tiny golf ball and make it convenient for the golfer to hit it with the club is known as a golf tee. The term teeing off originated from this action. While it is considered to be a part of the golf paraphernalia, the avid golfer is sure to find tees in every imaginable color sold at golfing or sports stores. People hoping to gift their loved ones with a beautiful golf item often find the personalized golf tees most befitting of the occasion.

The idea is awe-inspiring for people who are undecided about an appropriate gift item. Moreover, golf item sellers often advertise the availability of personalization to attract buyers by the dozen. More importantly, golfers are happy to possess a tee with the name logo and the right messages to showcase the person's identity. A custom message replete with the name or a fancy title is likely appreciated. Such a tee is rarely concealed on the greens, and misplacing them is sure to have them found before long due to the color, messaging, and graphics.

Personalized golf tees must also be ordered well in advance. While a few companies sell them in packets of a dozen, the most popular products are available in packs of 100 and more. While it is customary to order customized tees in bulk, the user may also purchase blank tees and have them imprinted with the right design and messaging.

One of the other aspects to be mindful of when sourcing golf tees with custom messages is its size. It suffices to know that the golf tees are usually available in sizes 2 3/4" and 3 ¼." There is no dearth of exciting colors, either. The golfer does not have to settle for a dull and drab shade. Instead, the golfer or the person intent on gifting the customized tee is welcome to choose between the following shades:

· White  

· Natural  

· Gray  

· Silver  

· Black  

· Yellow  

· Dark Yellow  

· Metallic Yellow-Gold  

· Orange  

· Sage  

· Light Green  

· Dark Green  

· Light Blue  

· Medium Blue  

· Dark Blue  

· Teal  

· Light Purple  

· Dark Purple  

· Pink  

· Fucshia-Passion Fruit  

· Red  

· Cranberry  

· Neon Orange  

· Neon Pink  

· Neon Green  

· Koa Brown Standard Mix  

· Designer Mix  

· Neon Mix  

· Carnival Mix  

· Dark Mix  

The best bet is to go for eco-friendly wood or settle for plastic tees. Both are equally popular, but the former also helps the user consider no damage to the environment.

Understanding why personalized golf tees are a huge hit with senders and recipients is essential. Many small businesses are eager to distribute them at specific events, thus grabbing the eyeballs of thousands of people simultaneously. The business owners are pleased to source the most affordable, eye-catching, customized gold tees.

It is a good idea to gift a set of golf accessories to a golfer on the verge of retirement. The custom ball markers make exciting gifts especially when available in several sizes and colors.

[chameleon66]

Sanders sides Valentine’s Day headcanons

Author’s note: I decided to do Valentine's day headcanons on some of Sanders Sides' ships. I'm sorry if I didn’t include your favorite ship but there are only so many things I could think and write at the time. I promise I will write something new soon and please give me your thoughts on my headcanons. Happy Reading!

Logicality (Logan x Patton)

Patton spent most of his day in the kitchen cooking a special dinner for him and Logan which is about 40% actual food and 60% sweets because both of them have sweet tooths but Logan doesn’t usually allow himself to have any so Patton decided to spoil him

Logan bought Patton a shark Blanket for his bed with a hood and mittens sewn into it (Because believe it or not Patton’s favorite characters in Finding Nemo are the sharks)

Patton sets up the dinner in the imagination and Logan is so flattered that Patton put in all this time and effort into his gift and he’s also flustered because of how cute and affectionate Patton is being with him

After they finished eating they decided to go home and watch Big Hero 6 and Toy Story 2 on Logan’s laptop before they cuddled up in Logan’s bed and fell asleep

Roceit (Janus x Roman)

Janus gets Roman a new 300 page notebook to write all his award winning ideas in and spent a few days customizing it with all of Roman’s favorite musicals on the cover

On Valentine's day Janus couldn’t find Roman all day but in the afternoon he found a mysterious letter on his pillow inviting him to a ball in the imagination that night (I’ll give you three guesses who the letter is from)

That night Janus went into the imagination in a snake skin print suit and finds part of the imagination has been transformed into a huge ball room with a glass ceiling showing the night sky a self playing grand piano and Roman waiting for him in a bright red ballgown dress

That night the two of them danced, exchanged sweet words, recreated Disney princess and Disney prince scenes with each other and came back home around 7 a.m and fell asleep in Roman’s room

Dukexeity (Remus x Virgil)

Since both Remus and Virgil have problems with giving and accepting love they decide to do what they both do best, make everyone in the mind palace suffer (Playing pranks on the others) one example is them taking Logan’s stuff from where he last put them and putting them somewhere different (It made Logan think he was going crazy)

They also tainted Janus’s face mask with marker ink which caused Janus’s scales to be stained bright pink for almost a whole week after Valentine's day

But both of them targeted Roman the most, between placing a bucket of slime above his door which fell on him when he opened it or drawing on his face when he took a nap, they did it all to him (They didn’t prank Patton because Virgil refused to because Virgil doesn’t want to hurt a soul as pure as him)

After they were done pranking the others they hid under Virgil’s bed and watched youtube to avoid the others until they fell asleep under the bed together

Logince (Logan x Roman)

Logan spent most of the week before Valentine's day a stressed mess trying to figure out the perfect gift to give Roman because nothing he found ever seemed to be good enough for Roman so in the end he went with making something for him, a list of 101 things he loved about Roman

On Valentine's day morning he woke up for breakfast only to find Patton there not cooking but just sitting there as if waiting for Logan and when Logan asked Patton what he was up to, Patton just smiled and said “Not what I’m up to.”

Patton then handed a envelope to Logan and snuck out with a wink, Roman had planned Logan a scavenger hunt with riddles which then led Logan to Roman in the imagination who made a breakfast picnic for both of them with toast, muffins and Crofters jam

After they finished Breakfast Logan gave Roman his gift that Roman broke into happy tears at and they spent the whole day in the imagination hanging out with each other and experimenting with crazy ideas

Dukeceit (Janus x Remus)

Neither of them like Valentine's day, Remus because it’s a holiday dedicated to lovey dovey mushy gushy stuff and Janus because it’s such a commercial holiday that really serves no well known purpose

So instead they treat it like any other day but both of them kept subtly being a little more affectionate with each other like Janus making Remus a sandwich while Remus is busy making Thomas consider stupid things or Remus holding Janus’s hand under the table at breakfast

That night since everyone else is out of the house they cuddle up on the couch with wine and have a SAW movie marathon (Janus likes SAW because of the thought put into each trap and Remus just loves the idea of each trap and sometimes tests them on himself because he’s not real so he can’t die)

The both fall asleep on the couch in a wine induced sleep coma with Janus’s head on Remus’s chest and when Patton comes home and finds them he gently covers them with a blanket and switched off the TV (But not before being traumatized by a woman having her stomach cut open by a buzz saw)

Intrulogical (Remus x Logan)

Together they plan a full day’s worth of activities that start with a nice breakfast they made together early in the morning before Patton had woken up to make them breakfast, after Breakfast they went into the part imagination that Remus had full control over and they spent the whole day answering questions and experimenting

Since Remus has questions and Logan loves answers they came up with a full list of questions like “What would happen if you turned a human inside out?”, “Can sharks smell fear?”, “What acid dissolves human flesh the fastest?”, “Is it possible to jump from one plane to another and live?” just to name a few, they thought they’d try and answer them all

They came home in the evening covered in blood with ripped clothes, messy hair, and some mild(ish) injuries which scared the heck out of the others

After they lost consciousness Virgil, Patton, Janus and Roman took care of their injuries and put them to bed and both say they still would consider it a great day

Moceit (Janus x Patton)

Patton woke Janus up with breakfast in bed and bouquet of a dozen roses and they cuddled in bed until the afternoon afterwards

After they got up and ready Janus gave Patton his gift, a scrapbook of all the sides and pictures of all the fun moments they had together, the squeal Patton let out could shatter glass and then Janus was squished in bone crushing hug

What Patton finally let Janus go they went off on their planned date only to find Remus lurking around every corner and trying to but in on everything they were doing like the very intentionally third wheel he was trying to be (He didn’t have a reason for doing this other than just being bored and it was fun to watch Janus get angry) so they spent most of their date trying to hide from Remus and failing horribly to do so

Once they got home Janus locked him and Patton in the bathroom just so they could be alone for a while and not be third wheeled, so they ended their Valentine's day cuddling on the title of the bathroom with noise canceling headphones on to block out the sound of Remus banging on the door

Prinxiety (Roman x Virgil)

Virgil told Roman he didn’t want anything super grand for Valentine's day and that he wanted to keep everything lowkey which Roman surprisingly agreed to

On Valentine's day Patton took Virgil out for what he called “Friendintine’s day” but Virgil saw it was a poorly devised excuse to keep him out of the house while Roman was without a doubt setting up a surprise for him but he pretended to be unaware as Patton and him hung out in the imagination with Patton coming up with one excuse after another to keep them from going home

Once they got back to the Mind palace Virgil went to his room to find a pillow fort had been made on top of his bed and a tray of snacks had also been set out with Roman waiting for him his Beast onesie, Virgil was speechless but extremely happy that was made very clear by how his eyeshadow changed from back to a bright shimmery purple when he saw the display

After Virgil got changed into his skeleton onesie they took turns picking out movies to watch (Mostly Disney movies) and fell asleep around 2 am

Second Author’s note: Thank you for reading and whether you’re spending Valentine's day with a partner or alone, remember to take time to do something you love doing.

[salamansir]

Sun and Moon as "Sundrop" and "Moondrop"

Makes me think that it's a silly, sickly sweet petname. What better to call your loved ones than a candy based off of them?

(Sun centric, can be read as platonic or romantic, he/they pronouns for the DCA, gn Y/n, Y/n works in the Pizzaplex, it's cleaning day baby >:])

"Sun?" No response.

"Sunny?" You ask curiously. Still nothing.

"Sunflower, where are you?" You shout out into the daycare. A soft clicking noise can be heard from the balcony.

"Sunny I can hear you up there!" You shout at him with a smile

He giggles and then flops his front half over the edge with his rays making lazy circles around his head, staring at you.

"Yes lovebug???" He seems excited about something.

"Can you come here please? I haven't seen you all day!"

You really haven't. Being an employee at the Pizzaplex isn't always easy. Maintenence, lights, cleaning, customer service, handsy messy kids, and a seemingly never ending list of tasks. You travel across the whole plex all day, and it's tiring. But it's nice to be able to come to the daycare at the end of the day for your last tasks.

Sure, the Glamrocks are good company, but Sun and Moon are your best friends! Even if they hide from you when it's time for a cleaning.

"Sun, come down here, it's your turn!"

He stares at you for a second before he scoots his prone form off the balcony and ragdolling into the ball pit below him.

"Sun?!?!"

No response

"Come on!! I'm not coming in there to get you again." Yes you were.

"UGH" You sigh out sarcastically and stare for a few minutes to see if he'll give up on the bit

... he's not

You begrudgingly cross the bridge into the vast sea of plastic before you and walk over to where you saw Sun fall.

With a smile on your face you start kicking around with your legs to feel for them. It takes a minute and moving a few feet in either direction, but you feel him grab your calf and pull it forward.

You stumble and fall onto your back in the pit. There are lanky limbs on you in an instant.

Caged in by the Daycare Attendant you can't do much but sit there with your head and shoulders above the surface. Sun is giggling and lifts his head up to look at you, rays retracting and coming back out in a show of excitement.

"Hi~", they purr at you and nuzzle into your shoulder.

"Hello sundrop~" you pat on his back lovingly. His rays start whirring around in circles.

He hugs you just a little harder and then loosens his tight grip in your body.

He looks at you with his milky white eyes expectantly.

"What?" You question him. He taps his cheek with a long finger and says,

"Here."

"Oh!" You realize and then give him a short kiss on the cheek. He brightens up and pushes his smile against your forehead in his form of a kiss with a loud, "MWAH!"

You stare at eachother before you say,

"Its cleaning day man, we've got to get this done, and then we can play."

They look at you and click their head to the side, once, twice, and then a full circle.

"Fine.." he says. You're able to hear the pout in his tone.

"Its not that bad, you just have some marker on you! This should be quick." You tell him.

"Can you use the really soft rag?" He asks.

"Hm?"

"The soft one! With the good smelling foam!" They say excitedly.

"Oh! Yeah! Let me get some some stuff out of the closet real quick." You tell them.

-----

The cleaning goes smoothly! Sun sits on a cleared off spot of the security desk and you put a sweet scented foam cleanser on the marker spots. Some are more stubborn to come off than others, and you discover that some of it is Sharpie. No matter, it comes off with a little elbow grease and some giggles from Sun complaining about tickles.

"Snrrk- Y/N!! HEHHEHE!!!!"

"What~" you tease and continue scrubbing, a little lighter this time, moving to the seam on his front that had green marker in it.

Putting a line of foam on the seam, you rub it in with a gloved hand.

Sun starts frantically tapping his hands on the desk and kicking his legs off to the side.

"PfffftttaahahaAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!"

Giggles and the light tinking sound of his bells fill the air while you use the corner of the rag to clean the gap.

When you're finally done, you have a dirty rag, some peeled stickers you discovered on the back of his rays, and... a squeaky clean Sun!

He picks you up and twirls around

"Oh THANK YOU friend! What would Moon and I do without you hm?"

"Probably be covered in glitter and marker" you laugh.

"Hm, I suppose. But I like being pretty! And the kids get really excited to color on me!" They say happily.

"Yeah I bet they are, but you know-"

You're cut off by your Faz-watch telling you that your work day is over, and to clock out and have a 'Faztastic day'.

"Oop, looks like our time is up Y/n! Moonie says not to stay up too late tonight!"

They give you one last hug before guiding you to the comically large doors and waving at you as you head out of the shutters.

You wave back at him and tell him that you'll be back tomorrow and you'll have more free time then.

Heading home, you find yourself in a great mood.

Today was a good day.

[mysticstarlightduck]

OC Bag Tag Game!

Hi guys!!! Sorry I've been AWOL for a while lmaoo. Been organizing some stuff in my life + dealing with my health & college but I'm working on making a comeback here lol

So I thought I might start off by making one of these for some of the cast of Crash Stardom! for starters lol

Let's go! <3

Rules: Name five things your OC would have in a backpack or any bag

Crash Stardom!

Tristan Mallory

His cellphone with a pink glittery casing

Ticket stubs from events and shows he's been to

Coffee candy + tutti-frutti bubblegum

Portable makeup kit

A custom self-defense taser and pepper spray

Trinkets given to him by his little brother

A cute gecko keychain he won at a fair

Nail polish and extra guitar strings

Noah Mallory

Polaroid pictures of cool places and random stuff

His cellphone, with a grey camo pattern

An assortment of stickers and cutouts

Extra hoodie or jacket

Many, many band-aids (both regular and colorful)

Stress ball

A thermos with coffee inside

An arcade gift card

Randall Sloanne

His water-filled breather for when land air gets too dry

A packet of dried fish sticks

Knife collection and ammo for his guns

Tech-gloves with different settings

Phone charger

Pen-drive with files on the Secret Society

Journal where he keeps his Revenge Findings TM

A change of clothes and extra kevlar vest

Arden Ellis

Bloodstained pocket knife and vigilantism stuff/serial-killing kit TM

Memorabilia from targets they have taken down

Drawings Fabian made when he was a kid and Arden cherished

Small laptop for occasional hacking

Climbing gear and lockpicks

Strawberry lip gloss

First aid kit they barely use

Futuristic walkman/ipod with their favorite playlists

Fabian Styrling

Diary/journal with his personal notes and info for the rebellion

Lucky bracelet which his bestie Kit Lovotta gave him

A crumpled polaroid picture of him and Arden when they were younger, which Fabian still keeps despite them being estranged

Antidepressants (labeled as his "happy pills (:" with a scribble)

Small packet of cereal to eat on-the-go

Disguises for emergencies and some bandages

Brass knuckles and emergency stun gun

Ilya Morikov

Pastel blue hair dye and glitter gel

Extra charcoal black letter jacket

Notepad where he practices his autographs with cutesy handwriting (and stars on the I's)

Cutouts of his interviews on newspapers

Gold and silver earrings with tiny diamonds shaped like stars

Inhaler for emergencies + epipen

Fingerless gloves

Sketchbook where he occasionally draws (never lets anyone know)

Black (and dark blue) eyeliner

Beck Staudder

45mm handgun with customized grip

Extra scarves to hide the scars on his neck/throat

Heavy duty sunscreen and a small parasol

Painkillers

Blood-packs for emergency snacking

Regular face masks (usually dark grey) and contacts

His engagement ring

Embroidery kit

Derya Muirenn

Wallet with at least five different credit cards and extra change

DIY bracelets she makes on her free time with colorful plastic bands, charms and trinkets

Silk handkerchief with her family logo on the edge

Her cellphone with a reinforced casing and a cute cat meme phone grip/holder on the back

Tons of info for the rebellion and blueprints for new projects

Pictures of her many cats

Old candy wrappers

Aspen Staudder

Fidget toys

Tablet that voices what she wants to speak

Sign language guide book

Chocolate bars and tons of snacks for anxiety moments

Sunglasses with red-ish lenses

Bright, colorful markers

Material for pranks and jokes

Fuzzy cardigan

A book on mythology

Chion Strihdda

TRAIL MIX, TRAIL MIX, TRAIL MIX

Some of their feathers that accidentally end up everywhere

Fun, random trinkets they steal borrow from cool places

Nail file for keeping claws nice and sharp

Game switch and tons of comic books given to them by Noah

Oversized hoodie to hide wings, definitely doesn't belong to 'em

"Shiny things" (jewelry) they took from Tristan's room

A random spider they adopted

Tagging my Taglist gently:

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@kitty-is-writing

@sleepy-night-child,

@tabswrites

@kaylinalexanderbooks,

@smol-feralgremlin,

@oh-no-another-idea,

@littleladymab,

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@eccaiia,

@sarahlizziewrites,

@illarian-rambling

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@anoelleart,

@ray-writes-n-shit

@writernopal,

@anyablackwood,

@forthesanityofstorytellers,

@finickyfelix

@i-can-even-burn-salad,

@cakeinthevoid,

@thepeculiarbird,

@clairelsonao3,

@memento-morri-writes,

@starlit-hopes-and-dreams

@winterandwords

@wyked-ao3 and OPEN TAG

[mrsbsmooth]

Thanks for the tag @rebelrayne and @justtuesdays!

This should be fun

Rules: Share the first paragraph of your last 5-10 published works or as many as you are able and see if there are any patterns!

I'm doing ten because wtf is the point of having written 82 LITG fics if I can't randomly blast shit like this.

Jin sank a ball into Oakley’s cup, the two of them falling into a mess of laughter as they started up again about the baby pigeons. Claudia leaned in, slipping her hand into his and resting her head on his shoulder. “Okay, babe?” she whispered, smiling up at him like he was the world. “Yeah, babe,” Theo smiled back at her, trying to make his just as warm. “Just watching the game.” She sighed, like she had something on her mind. A good guy would ask her about it. - High Exposure (Theo, chaptered, villa)

She was an idiot. She was an idiot, right? Not for twisting– God knew she didn’t want Jude. But this idea wasn’t stupid. It would work. Surely it would work. - Shut Up (Hamish, OS, villa)

Finn leaned against the counter, staring out over the villa. He sipped his water. He’d been coupled up with Kelly for one day. One day since she’d confessed she didn’t actually see him as a brother– she wanted more. One day and she’d asked him to be fuckin’ exclusive, at least until they could figure things out between them– and he’d just– He’d watched what’s-his-face pull Molly into the bedroom.  - De-finn-itely (Finn, OS, villa)

There was something in the air that day. He’d felt it as soon as he’d stepped out of the Jeep and into the villa, but he hadn’t been able to place the feeling. A buzzing, a weird energy; more than nerves or excitement for the journey he was about to embark on. His normally steady heart was pounding, the rhythm pulsing in the palms of his hands as he clenched and released them. He swallowed hard. He rolled his lips together.  He was used to the pre-match jitters - that wasn’t what this was.  This was different. - Unhealthy (Lewie, chaptered, villa)

The singer on stage hit his final note, and the backing track switched off. Hope, their band manager, nodded, and directed him off the stage, thanking him for coming and telling him they’d let him know.  Jax stretched her legs under the desk, her tattered, defaced notebook losing its pages all over the top of it. The band’s name, JackSlut , graffitied by various markers and black pens on every page.  She frowned even deeper than her regular, everyday frown. - Famous Last Words (Bobby, chaptered, AU)

Marshall awoke, draped in satin sheets that were always bloody magic for his hair. He had a smile on his face, as he usually did after a job. But his job wasn’t over yet. The work part was– that ended at five a.m. Now, he was making a return customer feel valued. He rolled over toward the middle of the bed, and curled his arm around his client from the night before. He buried his face in her grey hair, and she awoke with a start and a giggle of surprise. “Oh, Beau,” Isobel sighed. “Knock it off. I can’t afford to keep begging you to stay another night. You’ll end up here for a month and you’ll bankrupt me.” It was a lie. She could afford it. This was her way of flirting. - Hot, Hung and Hopeless (Marshall, chaptered, AU)

Harriet sighed. 8:54pm on a Friday, and they were dead. The restaurant was a nice one, an up and coming place that hadn’t decided if it was upmarket or street-cool, giving it a lovely flexibility. She liked it here. The few people who’d braved the threat of rain had dispersed around the restaurant, and none of them were sitting anywhere near her. The last four hours had dragged. She still had one to go until the late night crew arrived, and she’d already taken her break. She just needed something to– To distract– God damn. - Hearts Awakened, Live Alive (Lucas, OS, AU)

Sebastian Katsaros, first impression checklist: Pretentious, judgemental, not even the slightest bit sarcastic whatsoever. He had his brand sorted. He knew his niche, and it worked for him. He did not click with people easily. He’d perfected his resting bitch face so well that most people avoided him until he’d sussed them out enough to let his guard down. He didn’t like people who were too loud, or inauthentic. So how he’d ended up in a villa full of them, he had no fucking idea. - A Gentlemen's Agreement (Seb, OS, villla)

He was cute. Like, he was more than cute, he was hot. And he was looking at her.  It was just out of the corner of his eye, to start. But as the game progressed, the subtle glances Became not-at-all subtle looks ; catching her eye and smiling every time she looked back. He was leaning back in his seat; relaxed and perfectly at home. In nothing fancier than a white t-shirt and loose-fitting jeans, his hair a little messy from the early-spring breeze, Katie smiled back at him one last time before turning to her side with an interested look.  “He’s cute,” she said.  - Off Limits (Lewie, chaptered, AU)

Saoirse kicked the leg that tried to link in front of hers, edging in against the metal gate to be at the very front of the mosh pit. She had fought her way to the front to see her favourite band, and she wasn’t giving up her spot lightly. The intruder huffed and slotted in to her left in front of someone with less fortitude. There were bodies all around her. There was no personal space to be found here. Someone was at each shoulder, and hundreds deep on each side. A large, hard body was right behind her. But no one was getting in front. - I got fucked by some guy in the mosh pit and all I got was this fic written about me (Finn, OS, AU)

Tagging @longbobmckenzie @operationnope @ellegreenwxy @eskiix @sparxaf @i-boop-you @tammyisobsessedwith @chroniccomicobsession @willkimurashat and @thatwheelchairchick

[theyareweird]

Vampire Knight: Senri's Yandere for Kianna — Part 15 (Requested)

The Night Arrives

Kianna emerged from the bathroom of her room. She adorned a high-low vintage Lolita dress. The white sink fabric was decorated in shiny rose leaf pattern throughout. Approaching the floor-length mirror, Kianna examined her appearance. Eyeing the bunched up puff sleeves, the petite girl thought they would look better off her shoulders. With that, Kianna pushed the sleeves down to convert the dress into an off shoulder neckline. The great thing about how she designed the ball gown was the sleeves could be worn either way, and it would appear natural.

Kianna then turned towards her pink canopy bed. She had laid a pair of plain white sheer tights out to wear. Sitting on the edge, Kianna rolled up the tights and slipped them on. After that, she put on a pair of red trary mary jane shoes.

Standing back up, Kianna walked towards her vanity and pucked up a large red velvet bow choker. Snapping it around her neck, she used it to conceal her bite markers. In the bow's knot, Kianna had stitched a little silver diamond broach onto it. A ruby was encrusted into the center. At the bottom of the broach, were two silver dangling chains with rubies attached to their ends. Positioning the bow onto the side, Kianna then swipped a pair of red velvet wrist gloves off the vanity and pulled them over her hands to hide the scars on her wrists.

After that, Kianna returned to the mirror. She used her now gloved hands to gently pat down her wavy, jaw-length hair. On either side of Kianna's head were a single braid, which framed her profile along with her curled back blunt bangs.

Suddenly, a knock came at the door. "Come in." Kianna said from across her room.

Senri then entered Kianna's bedroom. As usual, he was dressed in the Night Class uniform, which was similar to that of a formal suit. This way, male students didn't have to spend money on a tux. Senri's red tie, black dress shirt and white vest were fresh out of the wash. In addition, Kianna noticed his white pants and white jacket with black lining had been ironed. Although Senri didn't have to put in the extra effort to appear cleaner, his date thought the idea was nice.

Senri's black dress shoes tapped as he slowly entered the room. While approaching Kianna from behind, the mahogany haired vampire secured the customised silver rose buttons on his uniform. Once everything was buttoned-down, Senri fastened his matching cuff links.

Noticing the color scheme and rose details of Senri's attire made Kianna smile to herself. She was pleased to have created the perfect outfit to match Senri's clothes along with the corsage he choose. Speaking of which, Kianna's amber colored eyes spotted the white rose tucked into the breast pocket of Senri's jacket. The flower had red glitter along the petals' edges.

"You’re not ready." Senri said, staring at Kianna's reflection in the mirror from behind her. His blue-gray eyes trailed down her figure. Senri was pleased to see a white rose, dusted in red glitter, positioned on the left side of Kianna's dress. She was on the same page about their attire matching as a couple.

"Almost." Kianna reassured him. Senri then noticed the untitled red velvet waistband had yet to be tied in the back and decided to tie it for his girlfriend. When he finished, a big red bow rested at Kianna's lower back.

"Thank you." Kianna smiled, flashing Senri her pearly whites.

Senri nodded in response. "Where is your corsage?" He asked.

"In my jewelry box." Kianna replied, smoothing out her dress.

Senri said nothing as he retrieved the corsage he had custom-made for his lover. He then approached Kianna, lifted her left wrist with one hand and slipped the two-strand pearl wristband corsage over her wrist. The red silk ribbon tied below it matched perfectly with the rest of Kianna's look. "Perfect." Senri said, lovingly gazing onto his beautiful date and girlfriend. He noticed the subtle eyeliner, mascara and silver glittery eye makeup on Kianna's face. "Beautiful..." Senri whispered. He then hooked his index finger and thumb around her chin and softly kissed her red painted lips.

Parting, Senri's eyes lingered onto Kianna. He wanted to start making out with his Sweetheart, but he knew it was time to go. Senri then turned his heel to stand at Kianna's side and offered an arm to her. Kianna complied by linking her arm with her boyfriend. From there, the couple exited the room. 

When the two stood at the top of the right stairs from the foyer, they noticed the entire night class were gathered in the entrance hall. It seemed everyone was waiting on Kianna and Senri to join them before they departed to the main campus building. Kianna internally felt a bit embarrassed for making everyone wait on her, but she was present now. As she descended the staircase on Senri's arm, Takuma pulled out a polaroid camera and snapped a picture of the pair.

At the camera's flash, Kianna rapidly blinked her eyes. Senri hummed in displeasure, narrowing his sensitive eyes at the bright light. "Takuma, what was that for?"

The blonde vampire grinned, taking the picture into his hand as it printed out of the camera. "I thought it would be fun to put together a little scrapbook of our photos at the ball!" Takuma chirped, fanning the picture to help the image develop.

Rima shrugged in her royal blue and black mini dress. "Just go with it." She sighed.

Azusa smiled up at Kianna from the ground floor and said, "You look beautiful, Alice."

Senri scuffed at this in response. He wanted to say something but held his tongue to avoid making a scene. Rima and Takuma were already nervously shifting their eyes between the two boys feuding over Kianna's affection. Everyone knew what Azusa was trying to do was terribly wrong towards someone else's soul mate. Kaname has even scolded him on the matter, but it seemed the Level D Vampire still had a spark left in his heart for Kianna.

"Uh, thanks." Kianna smiled kindly.

A subtle smirk curled at the edge of Kaname's lips. "You two look nice together." The Pureblood commented. Kaname could sense the tension in the room upon noticing Senri's narrowed eyes and decided to redirect the mood.

"Thank you, Lord Kaname." Senri said, bowing his head.

Kianna respectfully bowed her head to Senri's cousin as well. "Thank you very much." She politely replied. The idea Kaname is completely supportive of their relationship has always been comforting to Kianna.

"Now that everyone is present, let's be on our way." Kaname said, leading the way.

All the night class students eventually arrived at the entrance to the ballroom. Kaien stood outside dressed in traditional Victorian Headmaster attire for the ball. He happily greeted the night class students as they passed him to enter the ballroom. Kianna assumed Kaien must be ensuring no one besides Cross Academy students attended the event. Otherwise, he was making sure all his beloved students were present.

Night Class students with dates walked into the ballroom in pairs, one by one. Many day class students were already in the room working the ball. They all served food and drinks at the buffet tables. Meanwhile, various professors for night and day class students were scattered about. It seemed they were chaperoning the dance.

Day Class students gushed and gawked over the night class students entering the ballroom. Kianna even noticed some day class girls shooting her some jealous looks, but she ignored them. Unfortunately, she knew she would have to leave Senri's side at some point to help with the work. But Kianna figured Yuki or Sayori would let her know when her shift was due. Until then, she would enjoy her time with her boyfriend.

Kianna then allowed her eyes to scan her surroundings. Since her two day class friends were on her mind, it seemed Yuki and Sayori had yet to arrive. Then again, the ballroom was still very much empty. This told Kianna the majority of the day class had yet to appear.

Regardless, Kianna looked up at Senri and said, "Before the ball officially starts, l want you to meet my father."

Requested: @nunezs-stuff