#Pinguins at Worlds

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Christian Wejse, hitting people on the ice and lamps off the ice.

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Apparently there's an AI art program/app/web that turns every single male into Jumin Han (the most bizarre was seeing one libertarian politician from my country (brrr 😨) and some national historical figures, along with one football player)

As @nebou said Jumin really is the epitome of character design 🤣🤣🤣

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*Memín Pinguín

[Genesis 3:11]

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'Complicated' (part 16) - Kaz Brekker x Reader

Idea - Kaz Brekker hires a prostitute to overcome his touch aversion, and be a better man for Inej, but things take an unxepected turn. Pairing: Kaz Brekker x Prostitute!Reader, (had to use y/n because I'm bad at names) Genre: modern AU, slow burn word count: 6k notes: enjoy :)

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“So,” she continued, her words more deliberate now, “I’m in love with you. You’re in love with me. What now, Brekker?”

The admission hit Kaz like a tsunami, the raw honesty of her words crashing over him. The fight and the confusion seemed to dissolve in the face of her drunken declaration. His mind raced as he tried to process what she had just said. How had they arrived at this point, and what did it mean for them now?

Kaz leaned in closer, his gaze locked onto hers, searching for the truth behind her words. Despite her inebriation, he could see the sincerity in her eyes, the vulnerability that she often kept hidden. It was clear that she had come to him not just out of the need for refuge but to confront the feelings she had been grappling with.

Kaz studied Y/n with a mix of relief and anxiety as her confession sank in. The words she had just said, in her drunken but brutally honest state, were the ones he had both longed for and dreaded. They were finally out in the open, but the emotional messiness of the moment made it hard to process what came next. He had been waiting for clarity, and here it was wrapped in a veil of alcohol and vulnerability.

As he tried to gather his thoughts, Y/n filled the silence with a half-joking question, her tone light but her eyes earnest. “Are we going to hold hands and spend our Sundays at Ikea?”

Kaz’s lips curved into a soft smile. He reached out and took her hand in his, feeling the warmth of her skin against his. “Sure, love.”

Y/n’s smile widened, her eyes sparkling with humor and affection. “Fight over who has to do the laundry or the dishes?”

“Absolutely,” Kaz replied, his grip tightening slightly, savoring the closeness.

Leaning in closer, Y/n continued, her voice dropping to a more conspiratorial whisper. “Burn all the steps and hate each other by the time we reach 40?”

Their noses almost touched, and Kaz could smell the faint, intoxicating trace of tequila on her breath. It was a heady mix of sweetness and sharpness that only added to the surreal quality of the moment.

Kaz cupped her face gently, his thumbs brushing against her cheeks as he looked deeply into her eyes. “Get a messy divorce?” he suggested, playing along.

“Fight for the custody of our children?” Y/n responded, her voice trembling with laughter and something deeper.

Kaz raised an eyebrow, trying to keep the mood light despite the intensity of their conversation. “Are we having children now?” he asked with a laugh.

Y/n nodded seriously, her expression softening as she gazed up at him. “Of course, I want them.”

“Then yes,” Kaz whispered, his voice low and filled with emotion, “all of that.” He closed the remaining distance between them, gently pressing his lips to hers.

The kiss was slow and tender, a stark contrast to the mess of their earlier confrontation. It was filled with unspoken promises and the depth of their mutual feelings, conveyed through the softness of their touch and the warmth of their embrace. In that moment, amidst the mess of their lives and the chaos of their emotions, they found a brief moment of clarity and connection. The world outside seemed to fall away as they shared this intimate, honest moment together.

Y/n lay back, dragging him down on top of her. Their kisses grew more urgent, more desperate, a mingling of relief and passion that neither had anticipated. Between their heated exchanges, she managed to murmur against his lips, “Am I your girlfriend now?”

“Yes,” Kaz replied without hesitation, the word sounding like a promise.

Y/n let out a small laugh, breathless and teasing. “At least ask me properly.”

Kaz paused, his lips hovering over hers, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Marry me,” he whispered, his voice low and rough, “Marry me, Y/n.”

She arched an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. “Get me a ring and I’ll consider it.”

Kaz smiled against her neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin right under her jaw, making her shiver. “Consider it done,” he murmured, his hands tracing a path down her sides, memorizing every curve and dip.

Y/n’s laughter turned into a soft moan as his lips found her pulse point. “You’re serious, aren’t you?” she whispered, her voice filled with disbelief and longing.

Kaz pulled back slightly, looking into her eyes, his gaze intense and unwavering. “I’ve never been more serious,” he said, his thumb brushing against her cheek. “I want everything with you, Y/n. The arguments, the messy mornings, the kids, the forever.”

She looked up at him, her own eyes reflecting the depth of her feelings. “I’m scared of forever,” she admitted, her voice barely more than a whisper.

Kaz’s expression softened. He took a deep breath, his fingers lightly tracing her jawline. “Then give me tomorrow,” he said, his voice gentle but resolute.

Y/n reached up, cupping his face with both hands, pulling him closer. “Tomorrow I can do,” she said, her lips brushing his in a tender, reassuring kiss.

Kaz’s heart swelled with emotion as he kissed her back, his hands sliding down to her waist, pulling her even closer. “I’ll ask you every day,” he murmured against her lips. 

Y/n nodded, her eyes closing as she savored the warmth of his embrace. “I’ve never had anyone want me like this,” she confessed. “It’s... terrifying.”

Kaz smiled, pressing his forehead against hers. “You’re worth the fear,” he whispered. “Every bit of it.”

They kept kissing, their movements becoming more urgent and filled with desire. As they shifted to stay more comfortable on the couch, Y/n wrapped her legs around Kaz's waist, pulling him closer. “I want you, Kaz, now,” she breathed against his lips.

Kaz grinned, his eyes darkening with need. “Do you want to get started on the kids part?” he teased, his voice low and husky.

Y/n snorted, her laughter blending with her growing arousal. “Before the wedding? No way,” she replied, her hands deftly working to unbutton his pants. Kaz's hands moved up her thighs, lifting her already short dress, exposing more of her to his touch.

Kaz's lips trailed down her neck, planting hot, open-mouthed kisses that made Y/n shiver in anticipation. “Are you sure?” he whispered against her skin, his fingers teasing the edge of her underwear.

“Yes, Kaz,” she moaned softly, her body arching into his touch. “I need you.”

His hands became more insistent, tugging at the fabric of her underwear and pulling it down. Y/n's breath hitched as she felt the cool air against her skin, followed by the warmth of Kaz's hands as he touched her.

Their movements became a blur of passion and urgency. Kaz's pants were discarded, and Y/n's dress was pushed up further, allowing them to press even closer together. Kaz’s hand cupped her face, their eyes locking as he entered her in a single, smooth thrust.

Y/n gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders as she adjusted to the feel of him. Kaz groaned, his forehead resting against hers as they found a slow rhythm, their bodies moving in sync. Every kiss, every touch, was an affirmation of their feelings, a promise of the tomorrows they would share.

“Y/n,” Kaz murmured against her ear, his voice strained with desire. “I love you.” He kept repeating it, over and over, each time underlined with a slow thrust inside of her.

He felt her growing restless under him, her breaths coming faster and her body arching into his. “More, baby, please, faster,” she begged, her voice almost a whimper.

“No,” he said, kissing her forehead gently.

Y/n opened her eyes, frowning slightly. “What do you mean no?”

“No,” he repeated, looking deeply into her eyes. “You deserve so much more, love. All the time in the world. I want to take my time with you, to show you just how much you mean to me.” He brushed a strand of hair away from her face, his touch tender. “I want to kiss every inch of your skin, to make you feel good as you deserve.”

He saw the blush deepen on her cheeks, her usual confident demeanor replaced by a shy vulnerability that made his heart swell. “Are you blushing?” he teased, his voice soft and warm.

“No,” she protested weakly, her lips curving into a shy smile, unable to hide her blush.

Kaz chuckled, leaning in to kiss her softly. “You are, and it’s adorable,” he whispered against her lips. “I love seeing you like this, vulnerable and beautiful.”

He shifted his weight slightly, adjusting their position to make her more comfortable. “I want to hear every sound you make, every gasp and moan. I want to feel you trembling beneath me, knowing that I’m the one making you feel this way.”

Kaz’s hands moved slowly over her body, his touch gentle yet possessive. “I want to memorize the way you look right now, flushed and needy. I want to remember how your eyes light up when you look at me, how your lips part in pleasure.”

He kissed her neck, trailing soft kisses down to her collarbone. “You deserve to be worshiped, Y/n. And that’s what I’m going to do, every single day.”

Y/n’s breath hitched, her hands clutching at his shoulders. “Kaz,” she whispered, her voice filled with emotion.

“Yes, love?” he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear.

“Don’t stop,” she pleaded, her eyes shining with unshed tears.

Kaz smiled, his heart aching with love for her. He could see how she was so used to having sex but not accustomed to being cared for, to being loved. The realization killed him a bit—Y/n, so strong and independent, coming undone because he was showing her tenderness, kindness. He wanted to give her the love and security she had missed out on, to be the person who made her feel safe.

As he held her, Kaz felt a fierce determination to change her perception of intimacy. He wanted her to associate it not just with physical pleasure but with emotional connection, trust, and genuine affection. 

“I’m not going anywhere, Y/n. I’m right here, and I’m never letting you go.”

As their bodies moved together, Kaz continued to whisper sweet words into her ear. “You’re everything to me, Y/n. I want to spend my life making you happy, making you feel loved.”

Y/n’s breath came in short gasps, her body arching into his touch. “Kaz, please,” she moaned, her voice a desperate plea.

Kaz hummed in satisfaction, relishing the control he had. He kept his slow, measured rhythm, whispering sweet nothings in her ear. “Please, love, give me more,” she pleaded between broken breaths.

Kaz increased his pace just enough to keep her on edge, watching how she arched and moved beneath him. “You're a show, love.”

“Just for you,” she replied, her voice trembling with need.

“Come for me, darling. I want to hear you,” he urged, his words guiding her closer to the edge.

Y/n’s breaths grew ragged, her nails digging deeper into his shoulders as the tension built inside her. “Kaz,” she moaned, her body tightening around him.

“That’s it, love,” Kaz whispered, his voice husky. “Let go for me.”

Her release hit her hard, her body trembling and her cries filling the room. Kaz watched her with a mix of awe and adoration, feeling her pleasure echo through him. But he was far from done.

As she came down from her high, he continued to move, his thrusts steady and insistent. “I’m not done with you,” he teased, his lips brushing against her ear.

Y/n shook her head, her breath still coming in gasps. “No, please don’t stop,” she whispered, her hands roaming over his back, pulling him closer.

Kaz kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth as he increased his pace again. His hands roamed over her body, savoring every inch of her. “I’m going to make you come again,” he promised against her lips.

Y/n’s body responded eagerly, her hips meeting his thrusts with renewed urgency. Each movement was a symphony of passion, their bodies perfectly attuned to one another. As the intensity grew, she gripped his chin, forcing him to look into her eyes, the connection between them deepening.

“Do you like it, Kaz? Being the one in control?” she asked, her voice a sultry whisper, tightening her walls around him. The sensation made him hiss in pleasure, a raw sound escaping his lips.

“Fuck,” he breathed, his control slipping under her influence.

“Answer me,” she demanded, her eyes blazing with desire and challenge.

“Yes, yes I like it,” he admitted, his voice husky with need.

Y/n’s lips curved into a satisfied smile. “How do you want me, love? Tell me,” she coaxed, her hands tracing over his chest, her touch both soothing and electrifying.

Kaz’s breath hitched, his mind racing with the possibilities. “From behind,” he said, his voice firm with decision. “Lean against the cushions of the couch.”

Y/n hummed in approval, a glint of amusement in her eyes. “Someone has been studying,” she commented, her tone teasing but approving. She shifted positions, moving gracefully to comply with his request, her body arching enticingly as she leaned against the cushions.

Kaz watched her, his desire mounting as he took in the sight of her. The way her body curved, the soft light casting shadows that only highlighted her beauty. He moved behind her, his hands sliding over her hips, savoring the warmth of her skin.

“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to her shoulder before positioning himself.

Y/n looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes dark with anticipation. “Then show me, Kaz. Show me how much you want me.”

With a low growl, he entered her again, his movements less deliberate and controlled. He set a rhythm that was both slow and intense, while Y/n’s moans filled the room, a symphony that spurred him on.

His hands roamed over her back, caressing and exploring, each touch a testament to his desire. He leaned forward, his chest pressing against her back, his lips finding the sensitive spot just below her ear.

“I love you,” he whispered, his breath hot against her skin.

“I love you,” she replied, her voice breathless and sincere.

They moved together, the world outside fading away. Their breaths mingled, creating a rhythm that was both frantic and harmonious, the intensity between them growing with each passing second. Kaz’s pace quickened, their bodies moving in perfect synchrony, each thrust a testament to the passion that had built between them.

“More,” Y/n pleaded, her voice a breathless whisper, her body trembling with need.

Kaz responded immediately, increasing his pace, his movements becoming more urgent. His hands gripped her hips with a possessive intensity, each thrust deeper and more demanding. 

In a moment of raw, unrestrained desire, Kaz sank his teeth into her shoulder, the sharp sensation making Y/n scream, a mix of pain and pleasure that sent shivers down her spine. 

“Y/n,” Kaz murmured against her skin, his voice rough with emotion. “You’re everything.”

Her only response was a series of moans and gasps, her body arching to meet his every movement. The room seemed to pulsate with their shared energy, each sound, each breath a testament to their connection.

As their passion increased, Kaz felt himself losing control, his thrusts becoming erratic. He reached down, his fingers finding the sensitive spot that drove Y/n wild, applying just the right amount of pressure to send her over the edge.

“Kaz!” she cried out, her body convulsing around him as she reached her climax, the sensation was intoxicating, but he wanted more. "Another time, love? For me," Kaz whispered in her ear, his voice a mixture of desperation and longing.

Y/n turned to look at him, her eyes glazed and lost in the intensity of their connection. "Really?" she whispered, her voice almost incredulous, as if she couldn’t believe he was asking for more.

"Please," he said against her lips, his breath warm and his tone a desperate plea. His eyes bore into hers, filled with raw emotion and need.

A spark of determination flickered in Y/n's gaze as she took in Kaz's earnest expression. She knew he wasn’t just asking for physical gratification—he was seeking affirmation and reassurance of their connection. "Okay," she whispered back, her voice filled with resolve and deep affection. “Sit down.”

Kaz moved quickly, and Y/n positioned herself on top of him with swift, fluid movements, not giving him time to process what was happening. Her hands gripped his hair harshly, pulling him closer. “Look at me, Kaz,” she ordered, her voice firm but loving.

He opened his eyes, and the sight of her took his breath away. Her makeup was running down her cheeks, black-stained tears tracing paths on her face, and her neck was marked with his bites. She looked raw and beautiful, a vision of passion and intensity.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said in awe, his voice filled with genuine admiration and wonder.

She grinned, maintaining her fast pace, her movements rhythmic and precise, making him struggle to keep up. As she rhythmically squeezed her walls around him, Kaz felt all control slipping away. The sensation was overwhelming, and he found himself talking without fully comprehending his words. “What are you doing to me?” he murmured between moans, his voice a mixture of awe and desperation.

Y/n responded by sucking on his bottom lip, sending him back into a state of pleasurable confusion. Her lips moved from his mouth to his jaw, trailing kisses and harsh bites down his neck, each touch sending shivers through his body. Kaz's hands roamed over her back, gripping her hips tightly as he tried to ground himself in the overwhelming sensations.

“You drive me crazy,” he whispered, his voice strained with desire. “I can’t think straight when I’m with you.”

“Good,” she replied, her voice breathy and filled with satisfaction. “I want you to lose every bit of that control you really like to have.”

Their pace quickened, the intensity of their movements increasing with each passing moment. Y/n’s body moved with a grace and confidence that left Kaz breathless. He watched her, mesmerized by the way she moved, the way she took control, and the way she made him feel.

Kaz felt the pressure building, his climax approaching rapidly. He gripped her hips harder, his fingers digging into her flesh as he tried to hold on a little longer, to savor the moment. “Y/n, I’m so close,” he warned, his voice trembling with anticipation.

She smiled, satisfied, leaning in to speak into his ear, her breath hot against his skin, hell, she probably whispered directly inside his brain. “Fill me up,” she said, her voice a soothing balm to his frayed nerves, but also an irresistible command.

His eyes shot open, the words sending a jolt of electricity through his body. “Fuck,” he muttered, his control slipping away completely as he was overtaken by a series of incoherent rambles and moans.

Her words and the intensity of the moment pushed him over the edge. He held her tightly, his body shaking with the force of his release, each pulse a testament to the raw and unfiltered passion between them.

As the tremors subsided, Kaz’s grip on her softened, his hands sliding up to cradle her back gently. He pressed his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling as they both came down from the high. 

“What was that?” he whispered, his voice hoarse but filled with awe and love.

y/n shrugged, with a proud smile, “You needed to be put back in your place. Too much confidence.”

Kaz chuckled and gently kissed the spot where he had bitten her, his touch tender now, a stark contrast to the ferocity of moments before. 

He insisted on carrying her to bed, despite the protest of his injured leg. Every step was a reminder of his physical limitations, but he couldn’t care less. They made a brief stop in the bathroom, where they cleaned up her smudged make up and their disheveled bodies as much as they could. The intimacy of the moment, the simple act of caring for each other, was grounding after their intense encounter.

Once they reached the bed, Kaz settled her down, and then slid in beside her. Y/n pressed herself against his side, her head resting on his chest, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat a comforting sound. Kaz wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, his fingers tracing soothing patterns on her back.

The first light of dawn was already creeping through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. Kaz kissed her forehead, his lips lingering there as if to imprint the moment into his memory.

“Can I say it now?” he asked, his voice a gentle murmur in the quiet room.

Y/n shifted slightly, looking up at him with tired but content eyes. “Yes.”

“I love you,” he said, his voice filled with all the emotion he had been holding back. It was a confession, a promise, and a plea all wrapped into three simple words.

Y/n’s eyes softened, a small smile curving her lips. She reached up, cupping his cheek in her hand. “I love you,” she replied, her voice hoarse but sincere.

Kaz woke up to the soft glow of morning light filtering through the curtains, casting a warm, golden hue across the room. His eyes slowly adjusted to the sight before him—Y/N lying peacefully beside him, her back exposed as she slept soundly. The sheets were a tangled mess around her legs, barely covering her as she breathed in a slow, steady rhythm. His gaze drifted to the vivid mark on her shoulder, the bite he had left in the heat of the moment. It was a bright red against her skin, a stark reminder of the intensity they had shared. A flicker of guilt passed through him, but it was quickly overshadowed by a sense of possessive pride.

Her hair was a wild messy cloud on the pillow, and Kaz couldn’t resist the urge to reach out and touch it. He twirled a few strands between his fingers, feeling their softness, and thought about how far he had come. There was a time when even this simple act would have sent him into a spiral of panic. But now, here he was, not just touching her but waking up beside her, her presence bringing him a rare sense of peace.

As if sensing his gaze, Y/N stirred in her sleep, shifting slightly to roll onto her back. The movement caused the sheets to slip further, revealing more of her body. His eyes traced the pattern of love marks scattered across her skin—faint bruises where his lips had pressed too hard, red trails from his nails when he lost control, and the deep crimson of that bite. Each mark made him smile with a quiet satisfaction.

He admired her, soaking in every detail. The way her chest rose and fell with each breath, the curve of her waist, the way the early morning light kissed her skin. 

He still couldn’t believe what had happened a few hours earlier, and a small voice in his head told him that maybe for her it was just a drunken mistake. Kaz shook his head, dismissing the thought. He wanted to spend all day in bed, wrapped in the warmth of their newfound connection, but he hadto meet some people for work, and the boss was already mad at him.

Kaz sighed as he forced himself out of bed, feeling the lingering warmth of Y/N’s body fade away as he moved. His muscles protested with every step, especially his leg, which throbbed with a dull ache from the previous activities. The limp was more pronounced than usual, a reminder of the rough passion they had spent together on the couch.

He shuffled into the living room, eyes narrowing as he assessed the state of the couch. The cushions were askew, one of them clearly worse for wear. He tilted his head, studying the ruined cushion. After a moment's consideration, he decided to flip it over and deal with the damage later. There were more pressing matters to attend to, like finding the scattered clothes that lay around the room.

As he bent down to pick up Y/N’s dress, a sharp pain shot through his leg, causing him to groan. What happened between them had been worth every ache and pain he was feeling now, but that didn’t make the discomfort any easier to bear.

Clothes in hand, Kaz made his way to the bathroom, each step reminding him of the price he paid for their rough intimacy. He dropped the clothes on the counter, eyeing himself in the mirror as he reached for the painkillers in the cabinet. He popped two into his mouth, washing them down with water from the shower, the cool liquid a stark contrast to the lingering heat in his body. 

After finishing his shower, Kaz dressed quickly, the painkillers were starting to kick in, easing the worst of the discomfort.

Turning his attention to the mirror, he studied his reflection. The love bites on the side of his neck reclaimed his attention, two vivid marks that stood out against his pale skin. They were evidence of Y/N’s possessiveness, and the sight of them brought a smirk to his lips.

For a brief moment, he considered covering them up, knowing his boss would notice and undoubtedly have something to say. But then he shook his head, dismissing the thought. 

“Screw him,” Kaz muttered under his breath, he was getting tired of working for that idiot anyway, the Dregs wouldn’t survive an afternoon without him and it was time that everybody became well aware of it. He ran a hand over the love bites, feeling a surge of possessive pride. His girlfriend left them. 

His girlfriend. 

The thought made him shake his head with a smile. 

Kaz made his way to the kitchen, his steps still slightly uneven from the lingering ache in his leg. The scent of freshly made coffee began to fill the air.

As he reached into the cabinet, his fingers brushed against the small blister pack of birth control pills she had left there, grateful for the justifiable lack of trust she had in the two of them. 

With two steaming mugs in hand, Kaz returned to the bedroom, finding Y/N already stirring, her hand lazily rubbing at her eyes as she tried to shake off the remnants of sleep and hangover. Her hair was a wild mess as she tried to comb them with her fingers.

“Morning,” he greeted her, his voice low and steady as he sat on her side of the bed. He placed his coffee on the nightstand, offering her the mug with a small smile.

She looked up at him, her eyes still heavy with sleep but brightening at the sight of him. A slow smile spread across her face, and she reached out to take the mug from his hand. “Breakfast in bed? You’re taking this girlfriend thing seriously,” she teased, her voice playful but tinged with genuine affection.

Kaz let out a breath. Her lighthearted tone was a relief, reassuring him that she wasn’t rethinking everything that had happened between them. He had half-expected her to wake up with second thoughts, to retreat behind walls of her own. But instead, she was here, teasing him, her words hinting at a shared understanding that made his chest tighten in a way he wasn’t entirely used to.

“Can’t risk you changing your mind after just six-ish hours,” Kaz quipped, his voice carrying a teasing edge as a smirk played at the corners of his lips. He handed her the blister pack with a casualness that belied the nervous energy still thrumming under his skin.

Y/N took the pack from him, her fingers brushing his for a moment. She studied it, then looked up at him, her expression suddenly serious, a frown tugging at her brow. “I thought we were having kids.”

Kaz, who had just taken a sip of his coffee, nearly choked at her words. He froze, the mug suspended in mid-air as her statement sunk in, his mind spinning. He had imagined a future with her, sure, but kids? Now? His thoughts raced, trying to reconcile the casual morning banter with the gravity of what she’d just said. It felt like his heart had skipped a beat, then another, as panic set in.

“To quote you,” Y/N continued, her tone perfectly even, “‘I want everything with you, Y/N. The arguments, the messy mornings, the kids, the forever.’ Did you forget already?”

Kaz blinked, his mouth opening and closing as he searched for words, any words, to respond. He remembered saying that, what kind of memory did she have? 

“I... I didn’t—” he stammered, his voice uncharacteristically unsteady.

Y/N’s serious facade cracked, and she burst into laughter, the sound light and teasing as she took the pill with a sip of coffee. “Saints, I’m kidding,” she grinned, watching the tension drain from his face. “Relax, love, you’re sweating more than the guy who does my taxes.”

Kaz let out a breath, his shoulders sagging with relief as he set the coffee mug down on the nightstand. The panic subsided, replaced by embarrassment and the undeniable warmth of being completely disarmed by her. “Not funny,” he muttered, though there was a trace of a smile on his lips.

“Oh, it was a little funny,” Y/N teased, leaning in to nudge him playfully with her shoulder. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she watched his reaction. “You should’ve seen your face. I didn’t think Kaz Brekker could look that terrified.”

Kaz couldn’t help but chuckle, shaking his head in amusement and lingering disbelief. “You’re going to be the death of me,” he muttered, still trying to shake off the lingering adrenaline from her joke.

She set the cup on the nightstand and moved closer to him, her expression suddenly more serious, though he could see the playful glint still dancing in her eyes. “You know,” she began, her tone shifting to something more thoughtful, “I would have to leave my job if we have a baby.”

That left Kaz completely speechless. He stared at her, his mind racing but unable to form a coherent reply. He’d thought she was done joking, but the way she said it made him question everything. Was she serious? Was this something she’d thought about?

Y/N’s laughter broke the silence again, and she leaned back, shaking her head in disbelief. “Unbelievable,” she said, her laughter infectious. “You’re really considering it. I think we should go back to condoms; I don’t like that look on your face.”

Kaz sighed, rubbing his temples as if trying to ward off the headache he felt coming. “I can’t stand you already,” he groaned, though his voice carried no real irritation—just exasperated affection.

“You’re the one who wanted this,” she shot back with a grin, her voice light and teasing. “I told you to stay away from me.”

Kaz smirked, shaking his head as he pulled her closer, his arm wrapping around her waist. “And yet, here we are,” he murmured, his voice softer now, more sincere. 

“You’re already all dressed up,” she commented. “Plans?”

“I have a work thing I can’t skip, but you can stay here and sleep more if you want. I left you the spare keys on the table.”

“You know I’ll have to go back home sooner or later?” she said, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes, to pack your things,” Kaz shrugged, trying to sound casual.

Y/n raised a brow, a mix of surprise and amusement in her eyes. “Are we really doing this? Moving in together?”

“Yes,” he replied with a crooked smile.

Y/n tilted her head, studying him. “I don’t want to live in a place where half of the furniture was chosen by your ex.”

“Then find another house,” Kaz said, raising his shoulders, meeting her intense gaze. “I’m not kidding, Y/n. I want this.”

She stared at him for a moment, searching his face for any sign of hesitation. Finding none, she nodded slowly. “I’ll start looking then.”

Kaz leaned in, kissing her softly on the lips. “Good.”

“Do we have time for something quick?” she murmured, her voice laced with playful intent as she grabbed his loose tie, gently tugging him closer. The smirk on her lips was almost irresistible, a clear invitation in her eyes as she pulled him over her.

Kaz’s breath caught in his throat as he hovered above her, his resolve wavering as he looked down at her. “No,” he replied, though his voice lacked its usual conviction, his eyes betraying the internal struggle as they flickered between her lips and his watch.

“Super quick?” she coaxed, her fingers toying with the fabric of his tie, her tone teasing yet full of promise. She arched up slightly, closing the gap between them, making it even harder for him to say no. 

Kaz let out a low groan, his forehead pressing against hers as he fought the pull of her body against the ticking clock in his mind. “You’re making this difficult,” he murmured, his hand sliding down to rest on her hip, feeling the warmth of her skin through the thin fabric of the sheets.

“Good,” she whispered back, her lips brushing against his, her breath warm against his mouth. “I wouldn’t want it to be easy.”

Kaz’s grip on her hip tightened as he tried to keep control of the situation—or at least of himself—but the way she looked up at him, her eyes full of desire, made it nearly impossible. He felt his resolve slipping with every passing second, his mind battling between duty and the undeniable pull of her. “You’re going to get me fired,” he warned, though the words were more of a formality at this point, his body already betraying his intentions as he leaned closer.

Y/N’s lips curled into a wicked smile, her fingers playing with the collar of his shirt. “Oh, tell your boss to shut up and suck it,” she shot back, her tone dripping with playful defiance, “or I’m telling everyone that he cries after he comes.”

Kaz blinked, momentarily thrown off by the unexpected remark. His brain scrambled to process what she’d just said, the absurdity of it clashing with the intense desire he was feeling. “Why?” he groaned, half-exasperated, half-amused. “Why did you have to put that image in my head right now?”

Y/N chuckled, a light, melodic sound that only added to his frustration. “I thought you liked a challenge,” she teased, her hands sliding up to tangle in his hair, pulling him even closer. “Consider it motivation to stay focused. Come on, we don’t have time.”

Kaz shook his head, unable to suppress a smirk despite the ridiculous mental picture she’d just painted. “I don’t know what to do with you,” he muttered, his voice low and rough as he finally gave in, their lips meeting in a heated kiss.

Y/N’s laughter faded into a satisfied hum as she kissed him back, her body arching into his as if to claim victory. “Love me,” she murmured against his lips, her words a sultry whisper that sent a shiver down his spine.

[satoshy12]

Underworld Fighter/Bodyguard Danny

It had already been a few years since Danny, for his job, left Amity Park. Working as a bodyguard or fighter in a meta-arcade. His sponsor was Veronica Sinclair, also known as Roulette, as he fought in her arena against other metas or villains for money.

Since she built her new undeground arena, where metahumans can fight for money and similar things, they are forbidden to join normal competitions as it's "unfair" against normal humans.

I mean, it would be unfair to see Superman in a boxing ring against a normal human, but still.

Roulette doesn't need to capture heroes, as the meta fights out of their own free will, and she still earns a lot of money. Even a few politicians and others came to watch the fights. From CEOs, crime bosses, and even once, the Presidents of the World!

As a fighter for Roulette and her bodyguard, Danny has had around 400 fights since the very beginning of the arena and 0 losses.

His boss asked if he could work as a warden in Arkham Asylum for the Mayor of Gotham, as it had an important meeting for one month.

As being told by Veronica, Danny had no problem with it; his sister worked in Arkham, and his daughter Dani wanted to visit her. He could stay for one month, then take his vacation to visit Amity Park. And it's not the first time he worked as Bodyguard for someone else, he did work for few people like Lex Luthor or Pinguin. For Lex he got to a job as he thought against Parasite.

1 Month later

Batman wasn't sure what was happening; no villain had broken out in more than a month. And he didn't hear anything from the Joker.

He learned that because of a new Warden who already left Arkham, no one tried to escape. Someone who one-shot Solomon Grundy K.O. with a punch and put the Joker, Professor Pyg, and Victor Zsasz into a coma with a single uppercut to the stomach?

Gordon seemed to be very happy as he said that, but seem very sad that the Warden had left.

+ Danny smiled at Dani, as they were driving with Jazz to Amity Park. Still he didn't like the talk both were doing about boys. Dani is too young!

But it had been nice to meet Pinguin again, it was a long time he worked for him and Sofia Falcone too. Or Bane from the Arena, he thought he stopped being a Villains like Victor as it's paid well enough in the Arena.

Mr Freeze:" For Nora." he earns in 1 fight the same as he does as thief.

Danny is adult, around 28 years old or older.

[gelu-the-babosa-multiversal]

Your One Piece x Transformers Crossover mostly consit of the Rescue Bots kids, but what would it be like if it was the TFP kids: Jack, Miko, and Raf who got sent to the One Piece world?

I have a vague idea for them, but just so I don't break my head because I'm still new to One Piece, they will all join the already-centered crews that the TFRB kids are all in.

Jack Darby-Priscilla Pych: The Heart Pirates

Miko Nakadai (she has the Apex armor)-Cody Burns: The Kid Pirates

Rafael Gonzales Esquivel-Frankie Greene: The Straw Hats

I still haven't decided who will have a Devil Fruit and who will have Haki, but I might give an Elektric power DF to Raf.

Jack just like in his previous world is the cooker and (mostly) the voice of reason. He is also the mechanic Law needed. Also, Pinguin gave him a hat.

Miko tried to punch Kid the first time he saw him hurt Cody and was thrown into the water, but she returned and tried again. That made Kid more interested in her. She is the muscle of the crew.

Raf was part of the Smile Fruit experiment and had to use a real Devil Fruit as a base trying to duplicate its power, but then the Marines and Pirates attacked. Just like with Frankie, Raf is the brains but also the translator for the crew.

[arcadekitten]

Hi! I have a question

In the mary and reginald aquarium scene, how are there pinguin, fish, etc? I mean aren't those noisrevians that transformed into their animal forms? Sorry I am just so confused right now

(Sorry if It is a bit confusing I am not really good at English and I don't really know how to explain it)

I know it's a bit confusing!! And people have asked me similar questions in the past, but I think now that I have at least one game each as an example I can explain it more clearly--so I will try to explain it as best I can. (Apologies in advanced for the long read!)

"Noisrev" is the name of the planet my characters exist on, and characters from Noisrev are called "Noisrevians" similar to how we would be called "Earthlings". However, Noisrev takes various different forms with slightly differing lore across all my games, hence why I call my works part of the "noisrev-verse".

The majority of Noisrevians are animals with human forms, who can shapeshift in and out of these forms. However, this changes depending on the game/work they're used in. I will put the 3 main types of "Noisrev" I use in my work in a numbered list below, but know that the order they appear in doesn't signify importance.

This version of Noisrev is one where, even though the people are still anthropomorphized versions of animals, many of the people don't seem to realize this and many of their abilities are latent(like fish people not being able to breathe underwater). These abilities may very well still exist, but it is as if the people have unconsciously forgotten what they really are. This is the version of Noisrev that exists in games like Cemetery Mary, where Mary describes herself as feeling a connection to manta rays while not acknowledging that she is one. They may acknowledge the presence of animal features on some characters like Zapara's ears or Theo's horns, but they'd only describe these characters as being "a wolf-like girl" and "a bull-like guy" and not acknowledge them as actually BEING a wolf or a bull. This is also the kind of Noisrev that exists in a game like Here For Sweethearts, where the protag describes characters as being "like" things like turtles and dogs, but not saying that they are one. "Normal" animals still exist and are regarded the same way they are in our world, which is why Mary and Reggie were able to go to an aquarium or why Mary had a pet tarantula in the past. ===

This version of Noisrev is one where Noisrevians know exactly what kind of animals they are, and can even shapeshift in-and-out of human form, but "normal" animals also still exist. I describe this version of Noisrev as being very similar to a Disney Cartoon, where Goofy is a dog and can walk and talk, but Pluto is also a dog and is only a pet. It's like that! This version of Noisrev is one where games like Crowscare and Blackout Hospital take place. In Crowscare, when Ryo talks to Ingram for the first time, Ryo acknowledges that Ingram being a talking bird is a bit surprising to him--but that he's also met plenty of people like Ingram before. In Blackout Hospital, Mary flat out calls Vasilis a deer instead of just saying they are like one. However, there are also references to "normal" animals such as therapy dogs that function the exact same way they do in the real world. ===

This version of Noisrev is one where Noisrevians know exactly what kind of animals they are, and can shapeshift in-and-out of human form, but "normal" animals do not exist. Noisrevian animals are the ONLY types of animals to exist, meaning that every single animal is also a person that can shapeshift. The role of real-world "normal" animals is taken over by "monsters/beasts" in their world. This is the version that exists in Semiaquatic Circus(and to an extent, Sweet No Death). Savannah is not a lion-tamer. She IS a lion who is a beast-tamer. This is the version of Noisrev that Noisrev was originally conceptualized as (and also my favorite). For this reason, you might occasionally hear me refer to this version of Noisrev as "Noisrev Proper". It's the way that Noisrev is technically "supposed" to be. === I hope this helps clear things up a little bit and that it's not too confusing!! ^^"

[dimalink]

At the mole`s country place – amongst the flowers

Three-dimensional scene for today based on summer and country house. So, it is already end of winter. And almost start of spring. And somewhere in spring it is good to go to the country house. Where to go? That’s right! To the country house. Soon it will start to grow a grass. And it grows fast. Everything will start to be green very fast.

Country house - it is a best place for free time and relax. It is funny, sunny and everything around is green. Lots of friends around. Frogs and grasshoppers. Frogs are jumping in a  grass. And hiding from a sun. For them, it is very hot. But they can to jump into water, to be long underwater. And grasshoppers – are just excellent musicians. Such a songs they sing. And jumps very good. They are talented.

And here in my three-dimensional drawing. Such a virtual three-dimensional world. At scene. You are invited as a guest, by a mole! Mole invites you to visit his place. He is black. And dig a underground passages. But he is clever and intelligence. A clever mole. He can to learn, read books, can programing. And he has a little house. Just like you at your country house place. There is here a little fence. And lots of big flowers! So, this place mole is living! He does not forget about underground passages too. And from his house there is underground way. There is a labyrinth there. And lots of little rooms.

And now mole is sitting at the sun and have a free time. Mole is happy about his life. At the morning he already does dig. He learns something. And now he is doing his free time. Mole is learning how to program a QBasic and C. Today he is having a free time. And tomorrow he will be study all day long.

It is very sunny at his place. And hot. There a river nearby. You can swim there. And speak with fish and a crab. And what a beautiful flowers are here. And everything is green. Grass is green and beautiful. You can sit here for a long time and watch side by side.

Mole has lots of friends. They are frogs, ants, grasshoppers, chickens and different other little animals. And sometimes from somewhere far a goose is going to his place. He is big and has a long neck. Goose can program with Turbo Pascal. Goose is very clever. He can swim. And dive. And it is comfortable for him to speak with fish.

Sparrow is flying here and there and tells a different stories. He is living a little far in a forest. At the tree he has a house. And it is very interesting to listen his stories. And it was crawling already grass snake and tells about programming language python. And game snake he is programming. And crawling next.

And in the evening, everyone will go to drink a tea with a rabbit. It will be beautiful sunset in the evening. It will go different rabbits and bunnies. And it will be lots of fun. They are very positive all the time. Pinguin and polar owl will go. In the evening, It is not hot for them. And everyone will drink a tea.

Dima Link is making retro videogames, apps, a little of music, write stories, and some retro more.

WEBSITE: http://www.dimalink.tv-games.ru/home_eng.html ITCHIO: https://dimalink.itch.io/ GAMEJOLT: https://gamejolt.com/@DimaLink/games

BLOGGER: https://dimalinkeng.blogspot.com/

[goalhofer]

2024 IIHF Worlds Denmark Roster

Wingers

#9 Frederik Storm (Kölner Haie/Gentofte)

#38 Morten Poulsen (Herning Blå Ræv/Herning)

#54 Felix Maegaard-Scheel (Fischtown Pinguins/Gentofte)

#63 Patrick Russell (Linköping Hockeyklubb/Birkerød)

#65 Christian Wejse-Mathiasen (Fischtown Pinguins/Esbjerg)

#71 Niklas Andersen (Augsburger Panther/Esbjerg)

#72 Phillip Schultz (Esbjerg Energi/Rødovre)

#77 Mathias From (Herning Blå Ræv/Frederikshavn)

#86 Joachim Blichfeld (Växjö Sjöers Hockeyklubb/Frederikshavn)

Centers

#11 Alex True (Modo Hockey/Copenhagen)

#12 Oscar Fisker-Mølgaard (HV71/Fredrikshavn)

#29 Mikkel Aagaard (Modo Hockey/Fredrikshavn)

#95 Nick Olesen (I.K. Oskarshamn/Frederikshavn)

Defensemen

#15 Matias Lassen (Malmö Rödhökar/Rødovre)

#22 Markus Holton-Lauridsen (Löwen Frankfurt/Gentofte)

#25 Oliver Holton-Lauridsen (Turun Palloseura/Gentofte)

#41 Jesper Jensen-Aabo (Klagenfurt S.S./Rødovre)

#47 Oliver Larsen (Mikkelin Jukurit/Aalborg)

#48 Nicholas Bernsdorf-Jensen (Fischtown Pinguins/Copenhagen)

Goalies

#43 Mathias Seldrup (Herning Blå Ræv/Herning)

#80 Frederik Dichow-Nissen (HV71/Vojens)

[abovetopsecretxxl]

🤣🤣🤡"New.World.Stasi.Order." Episode 69 The Discovery of America - Your Host The Joker aka the FinanzRoué aka the  FinanzRoulettier, Clownface, Two-Face - BI, Straw Man, Kingpin, Pinguin, Scarecrow, Luca Brasi, Dr. Mabuse meet Christopher Columbus😍 the Succubus, Adi, Angie, Nasi, Vladi Ilyitsch, Beatrix Port and her Stasi Nymphos 🤣🤣Hommage a' Ehlers, Mucha, Porten, Lorch, Russ, GoMoPa4Kids,Sven Schmidt, Resch, Promny - AI Parody Hannibal Mix🤣🤣🤣🤡

https://berndpulch.org/2024/08/03/%f0%9f%a4%a3%f0%9f%a4%a3%f0%9f%a4%a1new-world-stasi-order-episode-69-the-discovery-of-america-your-host-the-joker-aka-the-finanzroue-aka-the-finanzroulettier-clownface-two-face-bi-st/

[fischtown-hockey]

That feeling of being back in the top division of the World championship, as demonstrated by Ziga Jeglič

[makima-s-most-smile]

Ich bin heute über nen Kommentar unter Marc-Uwe Kling's Podcast mit Luisa Neubauer als Gast gestolpert, der sich darüber aufregt, dass Kling plötzlich so politisch ist.

Alter... Junge, der Typ, der die Känguruh-Chroniken geschrieben hat, ist politisch?! No shit, Sherlock! Klar, nutzt er absurde Ideen wie ein kommunistisches Känguruh, aber dass er gleich politisch ist...

Um Dürrenmatt zu zitieren: 'Uns kommt nur noch die Komödie bei.'

Und es ist nicht ohne Grund, dass ein schlagfertiges Känguruh einer der Protagonisten ist und nicht dessen Gegenspieler, der kapitalistische Pinguin...

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In English for my Englishspeaking friends:

Today I stumbled over a comment under Marc Uwe Kling's podcast (a political stand-up artist) starring Luisa Neubauer (an environmental activist and politician of the German political party Alliance 90/The Greens) that Kling suddenly had to go political.

Which, dude, friend, bro, the guy who wrote 'The Kanguru Chronicles' has political opinions? Nooooo wayyyy! Surely, his absurdist scetches containing a pragmatically communist kanguru doesn't mean he has a political opinion at all.

As Friedrich Dürrenmatt said: Since the absurdity of the modern world cannot be described in a tragedy, then we can only use comedy. (Sorry, English speakers, I tried to translate the sense of that sentence and it was hard...)

There is a reason why the sassy kanguru is one of the protagonists and not its nemesis, the capitalistic penguin...

[gameforestdach]

Während des bunten Trubels der Nintendo Indie World-Präsentationen stach die Vorstellung im April 2024 für den japanischen Markt hervor, indem es einen exklusiven Titel präsentierte, der nicht in der nordamerikanischen Version zu finden war. 'Bread & Fred', ein zauberhafter kooperativer Plattformer, verfolgt die Abenteuer zweier Pinguine, Bread und Fred, bei ihrem Aufstieg auf einen verschneiten Berg. Dieses Spiel, welches eine neue Figur, Pol den Eisbären, für die Ausrichtung von Zeitrennen einführt, hebt Nintendos regionale Diversifizierung bei Spieleveröffentlichungen hervor. Vorstellung von 'Bread & Fred' https://twitter.com/SandCastlesSt/status/1780605104514597121 Genre: Kooperativer Plattformer Erscheinungsdatum: 23. Mai 2024 Plattform: Nintendo Switch (ursprünglich für PC) Spielmechanik: Zwei Spieler arbeiten zusammen und nutzen jeweils einen Joy-Con, um die Pinguine durch verschiedene Herausforderungen zu steuern. Neue Merkmale: Einführung von Pol dem Eisbären, der neue Zeitrennen bietet. Die Entscheidung, 'Bread & Fred' prominent im japanischen Schaufenster, aber nicht im nordamerikanischen Stream zu präsentieren, ist ein faszinierender Ausdruck von Nintendos strategischer Marktaufteilung. Diese Herangehensweise ist nicht beispiellos; ähnliche regionale Exklusivitäten umfassten Spiele wie das Crayon Shin-chan-Abenteuer in früheren Direct-Präsentationen. Vergleichende Analyse regionaler Schaufenster Durch die maßgeschneiderte Gestaltung der Indie World-Schaufenster für jede Region schafft es Nintendo effektiv, das lokale Markinteresse zu wecken und kann die Beliebtheit sowie den Verkauf von Spielen auf globaler Ebene beeinflussen. Die Aufnahme von 'Bread & Fred' nur im japanischen Schaufenster könnte eine Teststrategie für dessen Empfang oder einen gestaffelten Markteinführungsplan für größere Märkte andeuten. Detaillierter Überblick über 'Bread & Fred' 'Bread & Fred' bietet eine einzigartige Wendung des kooperativen Spielprinzips, indem es zwei Spielern ermöglicht, mit geteilten Joy-Con-Steuerungen gemeinsam die Spieleherausforderungen anzugehen. Diese Konfiguration macht das Spiel nicht nur zugänglich und unterhaltsam, sondern steigert auch das interaktive Spielerlebnis. Die Hinzufügung von Pol dem Eisbären und die Zeitrennen, die er anbietet, verleihen dem Spiel einen wettbewerbsorientierten Touch und Wiederholungswert, besonders für Spieler, die es lieben, Rekorde aufzustellen und zu brechen. Auswirkungen von Nintendos regionalem Fokus Die selektive Präsentation von 'Bread & Fred' in Japan könnte auf größere Marketingstrategien von Nintendo hinweisen, bei denen regionale Vorlieben und Spielkulturen die Präsentation und Verfügbarkeit von Indie-Spielen prägen. Nintendos Indie World-Schaufenster, bekannt dafür, weniger bekannte Titel neben Mainstream-Hits zu präsentieren, bieten eine wertvolle Plattform für Entwickler, um ein breiteres Publikum zu erreichen, und möglicherweise auch für Nintendo, um Marktresonanzen auf bestimmte Genres oder Titel zu analysieren. Weitere Einblicke und Spielrezension Da 'Bread & Fred' sich auf den Launch auf der Nintendo Switch vorbereitet, könnte die Erwartung rund um seine Performance als Maßstab für zukünftige Indie-Veröffentlichungen auf der Plattform dienen. Abhängig von seiner Aufnahme in Japan könnte Nintendo breitere Veröffentlichungsstrategien für derart einzigartige Spiele in Betracht ziehen. Für zusätzliche Details zu diesem Spiel und mehr über die Präsentation finden Sie umfassende Berichterstattung auf GameSpot.

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[qkzy]

dolphin noises

swan noises

pinguins

the giant pinguins

the waves

the snow

a lot

a whoosing in

not speaking my mind ever

not wanting to ever have a converfsation with anhyone except

the moon and me

no one else is worthy of my mind my world my ideas my dreams

and all the things i do create and do know and do sing about and do feel and do becoem and do transform into

not shiny matte

not shiny matte sitting beside a a candle

my fingers all melting wax and then we peel and eat them

with flat teeth and no jaw and no nose and no eyes

a hollow canvas

a walking robot but not smiling but smiling but

wanting to and then not

and then wanting to

hearing a million doors

waiting on the rock for two hours

bull shit people

everyone taking you for granted

cutting up and creating

opening more

hurting more

hurting more

technology everywhere

unable to write anymore with a pencil

a pen

but can fold things

i wonder can blow can lungs still work

how did it ever work before

other side of body

all will become numb

the special babcia necklace breaking

suffocation at work

inside body

feeling all the energy

upset energy constantly

such anger

being around such anger constanyl

why is it worth it

do i leave feeling lighter

everythign absorbed observed and then

a sponge i sink

oh great you feel lighter now

dandy oh

cheerio

a simple life of writing

making home made jam

sharing with kotek

moonlight walks little waltzes together

singing into the night

a mignon into each backyard

her birthday in september

a gentle spirit

am frightened am frightened

but her a gentle spirit

please hug me please stay

am frighted of me oh dear

what else is left

a lung that hurts

a struggle to breathe

the torture the anxiety

it is heavy to witness

shivering shivering

small capital letters

shivering shivering

unto this white background

unto you unto me unto us thee

the marks of our transgressions

the bleeding of the lambs

the blood of the lamb and the dark spirit enters

humans live on these stories

they must make them in order to survive

how else to make sense of this world

they must make them to appear oh so clever

oh here i am here i am oh so clever

oh i am clever i shall write more and admire how clever is am

gosh everyone else is so not clever

what am i doing around above beneath all these unclever people

how dare i be here

how dare she wear that how dare she use that

how dare she be here!

but i cannot tell her

no bury all deep under all the shit and kum

i sleep there

but i shall not tell anyone

rather the fires and storms shall melt it

and once the smell is in the air

ahhhh

maybe then

ahhh oh

[dumbassloveydoveybitch]

worlds cutest pinguin