#Sleeveless Top Powers Activate!

[counterdestroyer]

Blue Seed 2

[ninjamelissajulien]

Notes about Kalypso (Kali) and Genesis <3 UwU

Kalypso/Kali: [pronouns she/her]

she is the middle child to Katherine Hallson, inventor and friend to Cyrus (they went to the same Uni together)

Full name is Kalypso Grace Hallson

She was created/first activated about a year after Genesis "disappeared"- never meant to replace, but to help fill a hole in Katherine's heart

Kalypso's roles included getting Katherine's medicine, groceries, sewing, general repairs, and caregiver tendencies.

How Kalypso was separated from Katherine: while Kalypso was out getting groceries, Katherine went to her warehouse to work on her latest inventions. During this time, due to faulty wiring, a fire broke out and Katherine suffered minor smoke inhalation. Kalypso returned to the apartment, only to find that her mother was gone. Knowing the only other place she would've gone to was the warehouse, Kalypso made her way there, only to find it engulfed in flames.

She rushed inside to search for her mother, but Katherine had already been taken away in an ambulance. As she tried to escape, part of the warehouse collapsed on top of her, separating her left arm from her shoulder and damaging her right leg. During the collapse, her head struck the ground- causing damage to her neural chip. Heavily damaged and quickly losing power, Kalypso narrowly escaped and took refuge in a nearby alleyway after attempting to make her way home.

Some time later, Nya and Jay had been shopping in Ninjago City when Nya saw sparks within the alley and found Kalypso unresponsive. The pair brought her to the Bounty and spent several weeks working on repairing her, with the help of the other Ninja. When Kalypso awoke, the first eyes she saw were Zane's.

Kalypso has adopted a motherly role/caretaker toward the Ninja. She is their advocate for rest, maintaining a sense of education (each Ninja is at their own level), and their medic.

Kalypso joins the team between episodes 3-4 of Season 1

Nya is her best friend and ultimate confidant, with Kai as her secondary.

When Lloyd is first brought on-board, Kalypso couldn't help but feel sorry for him. All she could see was a starving ten-year-old child who needed love and care and took it upon herself to be his caregiver. Eventually, before Misako re-entered the picture, Kalypso offered to be Lloyd's adoptive parent since Garmadon wasn't available to raise him, Misako was non-existent, and Wu wasn't Lloyd's legal guardian. Lloyd calls Kalypso "momma/mama" and Misako "mom"

Zane and Kalypso were love at first sight, though they were very shy about their crushes. The pair love to cook together, and they dance when no one is looking. Cole has caught them once or twice, but has never said anything. Kalypso's cooking rivals Zane's, but she prefers baking desserts to Zane's meals.

Kalypso nearly always wears dresses. She hates feeling constricted/confined (which is why all of her dresses are sleeveless)

Kalypso's fears coincide with the Ninjas' elements. Drowning/the deep ocean, fire (trauma related), being struck by lightning (short-circuiting), heights (it took her a long time to get used to the Bounty flying), and blizzards/being stranded in a snowstorm (her body was not designed for intense cold temperatures). She also does not like tight spaces and squids (Seabound was her nightmare come to life)

Speaking of Seabound: during the flood, Kalypso couldn't sleep and heard Nya leave the room. She followed behind, knowing exactly what Nya was planning on doing. As Kali met Nya on the rooftop, Nya told her that she couldn't talk her out of it. "You're my best friend, you and I both know I could never do that. That doesn't mean you should do this alone." Kalypso was in the water, holding Nya's hands, when Nya embraced/merged with the ocean. Because of this, part of the energy of the Sea intercepted Kalypso and remained dormant until the element of water decided to find a new Master since Nya was in the ocean.

When Kalypso was revealed to be the new water elemental, she hid her powers out of fear of rejection and fear of hatred. She was scared that Kai and Jay would see her as trying to replace Nya, and eventually ran away from the monastery. Only Pixal knew where she went.

Kalypso married Zane after the season 2 finale. She always dreamed of starting a family with him once he retired from being a ninja

in S3, both Zane and Kalypso are immediately head-over-heels for Pixal at first sight. The trio eventually form a little polycule with marriage years later.

When Pixal and Zane are sold to Chen by Ronin (shadow of ronin), Kalypso is notified by Pixal's SOS and goes to save her herself (not knowing that Zane was taken as well). Kali rescues Pixal first, keeping her neural chip in her head (as Zane later does) and lets Pixal have control of her body. When this happens, Kali's eyes are green rather than blue. Until Pixal designs her own body, she and Kali share hers. This helps acts as a cover for when Pix adopts the Samurai X persona.

Kalypso keeps a memory backup of Zane, Pixal, and her own neural drives in case of any incidents.

Genesis: [pronouns she/they]

Genesis is the firstborn to Katherine. They were originally designed to be an assistant as well as the first child

When Genesis was first designed, she was originally meant to be straight-forward, not questioning, following orders, etc. Yet, not long after she was activated, she began to develop her own sense of consciousness and curiosity.

Katherine began to notice that Genesis was making her own decisions, taking time and going into new directions. This made Katherine believe that Genesis was defective and needed to be fixed- not realizing that Genesis was becoming her own person. When Genesis heard this, she became fearful for their life and ran away during a thunderstorm so Katherine couldn't find them

Genesis lived on the streets during the first season

During the Great Devourer attack, Genesis was trying to seek shelter away from the collapsing buildings when she found a shell shocked Harumi moments after her parents' deaths. Genesis protected Harumi and brought her to a nearby aid tent. Though Harumi was mute from trauma, she wouldn't let go of Genesis' hand.

Genesis became Harumi's voice and her protector.

Genesis - Harumi as Kalypso - Lloyd

During the formation of the Sons of Garmadon, Genesis would be the one to set up the meetings; they were the pseudo-quiet one, building up the real quiet one's reputation. Genesis was the game changer, doing whatever it took to bring Harumi the happiness she needed.

Genesis loves spice. She rivals Kai in spice tolerance, at one point challenging him- it had to be called off after four bottles of Ninjago's Hottest Hot Sauce was emptied.

Genesis has high respect for Skylor- seeing the power that Skylor holds and the control she possesses was intriguing to say the least.

Genesis despises the Emperor and Empress, at least equal to or more than her hatred for Kalypso. Seeing how the Emperor and Empress only wanted Harumi for publicity rather than love filled their heart with unresolvable anger.

Genesis rides her motorcycle without a license. She loves to take Harumi on long rides through the city- much to the dismay of the royal family

Both:

Genesis despises Kalypso. They see Kalypso as the "Golden Child" that could do no wrong. They see Kalypso as having everything Genesis ever desired- especially their mother's love. Kalypso loves her sister, no matter what.

The first time Kalypso meets Genesis, Kali doesn't realize that Gen is her sister. Gen was seen as the Jade Knight, standing protectively at Harumi's side.

Genesis is meant to be Kalypso's opposite. Genesis' color scheme is based on shades of reds while Kalypso's is blue. Kalypso is gentler, not a big fighter, would rather be off to the side waiting to help rather than in the midst of battle. Genesis is willing to do whatever it takes, even if it means killing someone. Kalypso has knee-length hair, never wanting to cut it- Genesis chopped her hair off after she fled from Katherine.

Although during Hunted, Kali was part of the resistance with Lloyd, Misako, Pixal, Skylor, and Nya. Kali would be sneaking through the rubble left behind by the colossus/the SOG and assisting/giving aid to any victims caught in the crossfire. Because of this, Kali was the first on the scene when the building with Harumi collapsed.

Kali brought the severly-injured Harumi to safety and did her best to heal her wounds, fix stitches, apply medicine, until Genesis could find her. Genesis was terrified that Harumi was dead, but when she saw that Kali was risking everything to save her, she couldn't help but be shocked at the gesture. "Why?" Genesis asked as Harumi rested. "After everything... Why?" Kalypso paused, her hand frozen above her first aid bag. "She's as much of a victim as anyone else. I couldn't leave her to die. It's not right." Genesis and Harumi vanished afterward, with Kalypso keeping their current location and identities a secret.

When Kali becomes the new water elemental, she runs away to two places. The first place she leaves to is Genesis and Harumi's home in a far distant and remote village. She arrives and asks Genesis for help in learning how to be a real fighter. Genesis agrees to train her, as long as no one ever knows that Gen or Harumi were still alive.

Since Harumi never died in Hunted, she was not the conduit for the Crystal King. Instead, during the battle of Ninjago City, she and Genesis came to assist Kali and the Ninja.

It takes time for Genesis to see Kali as their sister. Kali does her best to keep distance and maintain space, but is always willing to do anything for her sister. Once Genesis is in a better relationship with Kali, they become a "ride-or-die". If anyone threatens Kali, Gen is willing to kill for her.

It takes years, even with Kalypso's gentle nudging, for Genesis to meet Katherine face to face. They feared the same rejection, or hatred, or dismissal- only to be fully embraced and welcomed back into the family.

Note: Kali and Gen are in a family of 3 sisters, with Penelope being the youngest (both in appearance and age). Penny/Penelope are always with Katherine, in an age-like appearance of approx 10 years old. Kalypso was built to look about mid 20's, with Genesis in later 20's.

Lloyd is scared to call Genesis "Aunt". He'd rather fight the Overlord for a third time than Say "Aunt Genesis". Similarly, Harumi never wants to say "Aunt Kalypso"

[gloomyfilm]

Top five favorite Milo looks?

omg that's a cool one.

sidenote: I left out Milo's characters because that would deserve an entire different post.

LET'S GO!

#1 -The Mythological God Energy ✨

Can't explain it, you gotta have the vision but one thing sure is Superman's got nothing on the hunk in the photograph right below. Sorry to this man.

#2 - The Legendary Short Shorts ❤️‍🔥

User manual: pair with a sexy sleeveless rock top, Converse shoes, sunnies and pretty curls to activate the short shorts full power mode.

#3 - Beanie & The Beard

Boyfriend material. I love him in a beanie, cap or a hat. Although it seems he's long given up on the hat thing. 🤠

#4 -Casual & Neutrals

There are so many attire of him in a suit and tie, it makes me appreciate further more his cozy, relaxed looks. The white shirt and knitted cardigan are an invitation to cuddle. 🤎🤍

#5 -The *very* Fit Peach 👍

This photograph is giving Fifty Shades of Blue, "Milo V. the wealthy mysterious business man is seen on the run to attend yet another important meeting". The opposite of me, which is exactly the reason why we're not together.

THE END. Thank you for asking me something, that was really sweet.

To anyone reading this - feel free to send more asks or share your thoughts, these are really fun to answer I feel like I'm taking a quizz. Hope you had fun reading xx

[pangtasias-atelier]

Idk how much you know about SoV but I would love to see something with Saber and Atlas, with saber as very fit and muscular and Atlas losing his mobility from getting too fat, Atlas struggling as Saber does his best to help him stay active but also continues enabling him as a feeder until even with Sabers help Atlas can't stand up anymore

Bonus points if Atlas gets stuck in a doorway, or sits on the floor in the middle of the night eating everything in the fridge I want that jock obliterated and I want the handsome merc to push him to eat

Don't you worry bestie, Ive played each game at least twice ajnsbjsnj. And I've had the (mis)fortune to play gaiden and I honestly prefer it in a few ways to echoes lol. But anyways here you go! Enjoyed this one and kinda went crazy a bit in the middle cause took break and also cause this was the only echoes request

Warning: This is a fetish story!

“I think it’s about time we call it quits, don’t you think?” Saber asks, stretching one arm across his barrel sized chest. The retired mercenary’s outfit practically painted on him, his training clothes struggle to enrobe all of his chiseled, muscular physique. Saber’s bicep presses against his pecs as well as his face, the massive arm almost the size of his head.

A few paces away from Saber is Atlas; the also retired mercenary —formerly just a retired woodcutter a while back— leans back with all his might. “Ughh, whatever,” He wheezes out in between tired, interspaced pants. Constantly blinking, he does his best to keep the beads of sweat that drip down his portly face from getting into his eyes. 

The duo hitting it off to the surprise of the entire army, the army’s surprise had only grown with the two planning to head off. With an already sizable recommendation from the new queen of Valentia and a generous payment to each of them, the mercenary work they did take on together was more of a bonus to their heaping pile of savings than any real necessity. That had been a couple years ago. Now, the two are nothing more than seclusive, retired mercenaries. 

The land repairing with the Earthmother returned to the land, the two took to the abundance of leisure time and newfound abundance of food differently; where Saber kept up his daily regimen and even practiced a higher sense of discipline to achieve his rather built frame that makes his figure from a few years ago seem scrawny, Atlas instead took to more indulgent habits with his near daily binges that were accompanied with a helping of snack breaks that only grew more frequent as his waistline did. Now, Atlas no longer resembles his formerly shredded self. All his muscles are gone, the beefy, brawny man now replaced by a fat, overweight man. His stomach protrudes from his training clothes. His shirt rides up his flabby gut, a generous portion of his tanned belly sticking out. His shorts also face the same issue with his thighs. The fabric rides up his thighs, fabric crumpled as they show the flabby rivulets of flab that line Atlas’ inner thighs. Saber also faces the same issues from his musculature. The already thin straps of his shirt are stretched even thinner; his top resembles a bra more than a shirt with how the hemline only just barely reaches past the meaty, lower curve of his breasts to show off Saber’s glorious six pac, the defined abdomen reminiscent of Atlas’ own before he put on so much weight. Unlike Atlas’ sleeves that bulge from distended, flabby arms that have enough lard on them to have sagging arm fat now, Saber’s shirt is sleeveless; his powerful biceps are free to be shown off. Much like the rest of their large sizes, the two’s rears are the same —Atlas’ padded with ample fat while Saber’s bulges from muscles. 

“See? A little working out once in a while never hurts,” Saber grins as he reaches for a towel. The towel is not for himself; instead, he reaches over and holds the bottom hemline of Atlas’ shirt with one hand.

“I can do it my damn self,” Atlas instinctively reaches for his shirt and tugs down. He reaches for the towel with his other hand.

Saber pushes Atlas’ hand away. “We agreed that this was my reward for helping you work out. You can’t go betraying a mercenary’s payment like that,” Saber’s smile grows as Atlas relents. He pulls up Atlas’ shirt and gets a nice, fat view of Atlas’ tits, the two flabby moobs large enough to rest on his gut even as he stands perfectly straight. Saber gets to work. He starts wiping at the sweat on Atlas’ blubbery torso. His gut squishes and wobbles under Saber’s assistance, not that Saber tries to do it properly; he simply pats and slaps every flabby inch of Atlas’ gut before moving onto his tits and doing the same.

“You enjoy yourself?” Atlas pouts as he pulls down his shirt before crossing his arms. 

 Saber pats Atlas’ belly. “As much as you did,” 

Workout done and remarkably less sweaty, Atlas’ body reacts with its usual response — a deep, rumbling groan from his belly. “I should pass for now. I need to limit myself if I want to get back on track,” Atlas flexes his bicep. His shirt shows zero discernible difference, nothing for him to flex with his arm swallowed in flab. 

“Oh come on!” Saber wraps a beefy arm over Atlas’ broad, puffy shoulders, muscles sinking into flab. “You already worked your ass off. There’s no need for you to limit yourself so much,”

“I don’t know…”

Saber slowly guides Atlas, pushing him along with a generous push on his rear after removing his arm from his shoulder. He flexes his bicep, the large spherical arms looking ovular from the flexing bundle of mass. “I eat plenty damn enough and look at me! You just keep doing what  you're doing and you’ll be back to your good old self before you know it,”

“You’re right. And we both know just the place to eat and get drinks,” Atlas leads the way now with his own eager motivation revitalized. He fails to see the way Saber’s grin grows, attributing his partner’s handsy groping to just his usual raunchy self and not any other ulterior motives. 

_________

“He sure is taking his damn time,” Enjoying the fine sun and the salty wind from the ocean not too far off in the distance, Saber sips at his beer from the protected cover of the awning. Lounging in his chair, he enjoys his day off. Saber’s physique is the same as ever. He has maintained his large, squarish chest and his sculpted biceps along with his powerful thighs and defined abdomed. His entire frame is only a bit larger, each bit of his body radiating with a slight bit of extra muscle mass and width behind each body part now from clearly sticking to his exercise. 

The same is definitely not the same for Atlas. The large male currently gone, he had left earlier to go grab some beer for the two along with some snacks, the snacks mostly for himself. Atlas had been unable to stick to his regimen with Saber’s indulgence and advice. So much so that he had swollen up by another few hundred pounds, so much lard stacked onto his frame in such a quick span of time. Not that Saber could complain, happy to see his partner blimp out. Though Saber did try his best to help Atlas be somewhat active. He had even cajoled the much larger, obese man into getting up from his spot. Said insistence is the cause for his current predicament, out of beer and no Atlas to bother, Saber gets up from his comfortable spot with a sigh. 

It doesn't take long at all for Saber to find Atlas's fat ass wedged in the doorway of their massive pantry.

Doorways had been an issue for Atlas around a hundred pounds back, getting the doors in their house widened had certainly helped combat Atlas' waistline that struggled with most anything that was meant for thinner, more slender men. Well, the issue was more so postponed; larger doors only mean so much when Atlas can never stick to a diet or workout routine with Saber indulging him and his waistline. The pantry door also received the least renovations, Saber the one to usually get up and fetch more fattening snacks to Atlas.  

Atlas gut lurches forward. The formerly buff woodcutter is now an absolute butterball. The butterball for a man's gut is halfway through the door; unfortunately, Atlas can barely take another step in either direction, not after already forcing himself to keep shoving himself further in and getting punished for his idiocy. His stomach seeps around both sides of the doorway. His ass is in the exact same precarious situation. Each cheek splays to both sides. Atlas' is unable to move his bloated figure as if caught between two bonewalkers.

"Just help me," Atlas glares at Saber. His neck folds and chin flab smush. 

Saber saunters up to Atlas, bubble butt swishing behind him. "Need someone to grab you some food?" 

"Later! Get me the hell out of here," Atlas' hair is slick from his sweat, the light perspiration forming on his body. Atlas still attempts to get out of his predicament.

"Hey now, I'm trying to be helpful," Saber rests his back against Atlas and sinks into his flab. "I'm sure you're hungry after the effort you spent," 

"This isn’t,,," Atlas’ eyes follow his husband’s sudden movements, not without a small grimace as Saber pushes himself off of Atlas like nothing more than furniture to support his weight. Groaning, his eyes narrow even further. The man glares at Saber who reaches into the other, smaller cupboard for a pantry. 

Saber grabs whatever he can. Nearly the entire pantry is dedicated to satisfy Atlas immense and growing cravings So, Saber is far from surprised to pull out a packet of dried, cured strips of meat, the protein one of Atlas' favorite to satisfy his hunger back when he would feel tired back when he used to be a simple woodcutter —or back when he used to do anything besides practically only stuffing his face everyday. Atlas kept his preference for the protein packed treats, always insistent that they were meant to help him bulk up after his workouts —even now where the few workouts Atlas does are always followed by a massive intake of calories that more than surpass several workouts. 

With the snack in hand, Saber crawls in between Atlas’ thick thighs and under his sagging stomach. The cramped space has his entire sculpted body practically smothered by Atlas’ expanse while he makes his way to the other side of Atlas. Which he easily does: Saber stares at Atlas with a grin plastered all over his face.

“This is serious,,,” Atlas’ face completely burning red, his eyes refuse to look at Saber’s face. They instead stare at the still sealed package of beef. “Just get me out, and then-” He shuts himself up when he hears the crinkling of the paper, Saber tearing the item open with zero hesitation. 

Grabbing one piece of meat, he slowly brings the snack to Atlas. “This’ll be nice and easy. Just eat one and then I’ll help you,” The room silent for a moment, Saber’s smile grows when he sees Atlas’ greedy lips tear into the jerky.

“There. Now help me, damnit,” He tries his best to stop his burning blush and to scowl instead. His irritation helps him, Atlas able to keep it for just a moment before Saber pushes him. With his hips, Saber’s push more akin to flat out humping him more than anything else. But the effort does help him; Atlas feels his ass to no longer be so stuck and tight.

Saber brings another piece of jerky to Atlas’ mouth.

“I already ate the damn meat,”

“And I helped you. Unfortunately, it looks like you need even more help. Can’t help being a mercenary, I need to get payment before I can start working,”

Atlas immediately devours the next piece of meat. “Freak,” He says while still chewing the last bit of tough, salty dried meat. Though he cracks a smile after eating.

“You’re the one enjoying yourself,” Saber helps Atlas again by humping him. Again, the two both feel Atlas get pushed back a little bit, his gut no longer sticking into the pantry quite as before. But, he’s still wedged, flabby arms still stuck along with a jutting stomach and shelf for an ass. Saber continues to help Atlas; the two get into a steady rhythm, Saber practically dry humping Atlas’ gut while he feeds him more.

Chewing the last piece of meat, Atlas looks at his husband with half lidded eyes. “Well? You gonna get me out of here or what?”

“I guess you paid your share,'' With that, Saber finally decides to properly help him. Crouching ever so slightly with bent knees, Saber has one hand wrapped underneath his gut and snaking all the way under his fat pad to grope Atlas’ ass with his other looped over his shoulder; his biceps bulge under the strenuous effort. His pecs pressed up against tanned blubber, he unwedges his husband with a big smile. “Now, let’s get you back to the porch. I’ll grab the booze and snacks,”

“After what I went through, you better,” Atlas demands as he and Saber walk back. 

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The house usually silent in the dead of night, the entire pace is also usually completely dark, no lights needed to illuminate the area with both its occupants normally asleep far before the current time of two in the morning. All three commonalities are broken with the extremely large man seated in the kitchen. He sits on the floor, his fat ass too big for standard, normal chairs meant for people who don’t weigh an obscene amount. Atlas is immensely fat now; his entire corpulence splays out in every direction around him. So fat now, Atlas nearly always has Saber by his side to assist him with walking. Help that Atlas always demands, the large male becoming more demanding as Saber’s insistence of him eating grew. 

But right now, Atlas is completely alone. Feeling peckish after only eating three heaping servings of food —all of which had been followed by multiple snacks before going to bed— his appetite had been enough to wake him up in the middle of the night. So much so that he couldn’t be bothered to wake up Saber. So he mustered up every ounce of energy he could to get himself out of bed and waddle his fat ass over to the kitchen. Which had been an ordeal with him at his current size. On the cusp of immobility, his future isn’t hard to see when Atlas has a stomach large enough to envelop another man if they were to lay underneath the sagging expanse of belly flab that hangs past his waistband to droop enough to reach to his knees. And his thighs are so drenched in lard that each ponderously wide leg is in a constant state of turbulent, wobbling motion with each labored step he takes, his legs so caked in fat that even his knees are absorbed in a heaping layer of flab from his upper thigh —the same also being true for his ankles being smothered by his flabby calves. Atlas also sports a hefty chest, the large size of them reminiscent of the days back when he used to have broad, powerful pecs. Now, the two massive moobs splay out in separate directions, each hefty tit using the massive gut as a table to rest on with his chest larger than his own head. The motor boatable chest sags enough to rest against Atlas’ girthy love handles and his blubbery arms. The two enormous arms are filled with nothing but fat; each limb larger than someone’s thighs, Atlas arms struggle with mobility like the rest of him. Elbows swathed in bicep flab make it so that any of his former flexibility is entirely gone. Attached to such a heavy, large body is Atlas' flabby face. His cheeks puff out, the two jowls stuffed with food like usual. His gray mop of hair the same as always, the parts of his hair frames his blubbery, filled out face to outline the soft, doughy curvature of his cheeks that seem to blend into his chins that smush against his pile of flab for a body. 

Somehow able to move himself to the kitchen by himself through the sheer motivation of eating, he is currently seated in front of the two’s clay chest. The object powered by magic that they encountered when exploring the depths of the Thabes labyrinth so long ago, the chilling magic had been implemented to be used to help with storing food. The addition helpful to everyone, it had been especially beneficial to Atlas and his waistline. The two’s clay chest is even larger after additions and renovations to it. And Atlas currently does his best to devour what he can reach into it. 

Which he does an excellent job at. Atlas’ speed is only held back by his own sluggish figure, moving such a massive, flabby arm difficult with him having to sit far back from his gut pressing against the chest of food. He eats without pause, cramming as much of the cold food into his mouth without much thought besides satisfying his hunger. 

He keeps going even when he hears a sharp, prolonged whistle from behind him. 

Saber now up, the mercenary is large in his own right. Unlike Atlas, he is shredded from head to toe. So much so that the muscular man would put Atlas’ former buff body to shame and even the Warfather the two fought against long ago. He does his best to look past his own obscene jutting chest and see Atlas. He gets an absolute eyeful of the man’s expansive rear that has lost most of its shape now with his weight.

“Just come feed me already,” Atlas doesn’t bother to turn around —not that he can at his size, his several chins that meld into his folds of neck flab making sure of that. Atlas doesn’t even get a response. He instead sees Saber pull food out of the clay chest and a massive pair of pecs that practically press against his face as Saber lies on top of him. 

“I better not hear a comment about how much I weigh coming from you,” Saber feeds Atlas while resting on top of him, straddling his huge gut. Dragging the clay chest to be beside him, he simply reaches into it with his left hand, then hands it to his right hand to feed Atlas so that he can grab even more food while stuffing him. Efficient in his work, Atlas follows Saber’s commendable work ethic by following his rapid pace. 

“Damn, you’ve really let yourself go,” Saber comments as he crams leftover meat that he had been saving for himself, the dish far healthier than the usual buttery, decadent, calorie laden dishes Atlas eats —all of those devoured by him before Saber showed up. “You could’ve looked like this you know,” Saber flexes his bicep, the bulging muscle already larger than his head becoming even more ridiculously large with each powerful vein straining. 

Atlas' eyes are squinted; he has to squint them from how forceful Saber always is, the fit, buff mercenary making sure that he doesn’t waste an ounce of food. “Whatever, this is more fun,” Atlas burps, a content sigh immediately followed afterwards. “I get to laze around and do nothing,” Atlas gets a small sight of the food left and lets out a small groan. Nothing but Saber’s healthy treats remain. 

“I guess even someone as big as a necrodragon has standards,”

“Oh please, I’m not that fat,” Atlas scoffs at Saber’s remark, the former woodcutter glad to not have dealt with going to the Seabound Shrine like so many of the others complained about.

“Yet. But, if you’d rather not, then how about I get you to bed then,” Getting up off of Atlas and closing the chest, Saber reaches down to help lift him up. Grabbing from behind, Saber has to do all of the work, his thighs and arms straining as they use all their might to get Atlas into a standing position. 

Try as he might, Atlas’s hedonistic fueled figure stays firmly planted on the ground.

“Damn, I guess this is a special occasion,” Suddenly leaving, Saber quickly comes back with another chest of food. He opens it up to reveal that it’s packed full of creamy, sugary desserts.

Atlas’ mouth already begins to water just for the sight of more food before temporarily snapping out of it. “You suck for hiding all that, but you better get me off of this eventually,” Atlas opens his mouth as soon as Saber shoves a cupcake into his mouth.

“I’ll call in some favors in the morning to get you comfortable. But for now,” Saber taking his former position on Atlas again, he resumed feeding the now fully immobile Atlas, neither of the two drowsy at all as they enjoy the night away.

[flabby-flattie-fatties]

It's a stellar showcase of Vi's hard work and all the encouragement and help Cait has brought her. Plus, she knows exactly how to stir up her partner at this point. The pinkette admittedly wished she didn't have to leave Cait's side too, but she also couldn't leave her hungry either. Even if any of her hungry whining was adorable.

And goodness, how her princess was coming along. Sure, she wasn't outrageously massive, but she held that amazingly cute figure that she couldn't help but adore! Seeing her grow like that made her feel even more encouraged to make sure to get into shape to take even better care of her princess.

Taking her sweet time, Vi slips into her own bra, followed by a nice sleeveless top and a pair of tight pants that really showed off those tight buns and powerful thighs. Almost painted on, really.

"Don't you worry, I'll make sure to not take too long~" But that gives her an idea. Definitely grabbing a cheesecake or two.

A quick little peck and squeeze, Vi heads out to the bakery down the street. The worst part might be the wait for anything fresh to be made, all the temptations... But she'll persevere so she can see her princess devour every last bite. That's even better than sinking her own teeth into any sweets.

Vi had truly done an outstanding job with Cait. All her constant pampering, loving, care, and attention had completely corrupted the once active woman. Cait used to get up every morning to do a little jog and then have a nice rewarding fruit shake. Now? Now she would sleep until late, being greeted by a massive breakfast from her beautiful girlfriend, being carried around and "confiscating" milkshake after milkshake.

It was almost like for every pound Vi lost, Cait gained 2 or 3. The woman had quite an appetite, and as the days went by, it only got worse and worse, much like her attitude. Of course, she had always been a little bossy, but now she could sometimes act like a real brat, ordering Vi around, gently mocking her when she couldn't finish a certain exercise, getting all pouty when she had to be alone (like right now). Truthfully she was getting used to this massively pampered lifestyle.

As she waited for Vi to come back, Cait decided to lay down on the couch, her belly pushing against her clothes, her bottom threatening to burst out of clothes at any moment. She should've started working on some papers for the police force, but she was just feeling so exhausted, nobody appreciated all the work she had to do, or so she thought. Besides, what is the worst that could happen? They would fire her? Yeah, right... Her belly was really starting to growl though, she was going to make Vi do 10 extra pushups for making her wait

[jadedrrose]

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Having spent the last few days resting and making herself an absurd amount of healing teas and elixirs, Rose finally felt the soreness of her tattoo had ceased, for the most part. Though she still kept the bandages over her tattoo, just to be on the safer side of things. It was still technically a wound, after all.

In the days of allowing herself to rest in order to heal from the tattoo, Rose had spent most of her time in her room, or down in the library when she’d felt particularly restless. She hadn’t spent much time with Sooga throughout then, as he had regular duties to attend to. Though of course, he was still checking on her and ensuring she was doing okay. 

But now, she was ready to get back to physical activities. And what she really wanted to start with was her uniform. During her rest period, she’d created the list of supplies she’d need just as Sooga had asked her to. So to her delight, everything she’d needed had been delivered right to her quarters the previous night.

Now, early in the morning, she sat at her desk, looking over the sketches she’d made. Most of them were pretty similar to the pink kimono outfit she typically wore, but with less bulky or looser-fitting elements to them. In her final sketch, she’d taken a footsoldier’s uniform and feminized it, adding a tight-fitting kimono over it. With that all done, she decided to start with the base. Rose took the footsoldier uniform she’d been given, marked and measured it, before cutting it apart. 

It was the only uniform type the clan offered that would fit her, due to her being only a bit taller than the average Hylian woman, which was nowhere near tall enough to fit into a blademaster uniform. She cut the top into a crop top, re-sewing the seams at the bottom of it so that it would sit on her frame correctly. Next she made her shorts, taking the bottom half of the regular uniform and cutting the shorts much higher up, so that they’d be more flattering to her figure. 

With that done, she moved onto making her tights, but really, they were going to be stockings. They went just above her knees, but looked similar in style to the tights and wrappings Sooga and the other blademaster’s wore. Next were her gloves, which needed to be cut open so that she’d still be able to use her powers gifted by the fairies, and after that she’d work on the belts.

—

With many hours passing by, Rose decided she was finally done, and it was then she realized she’d spent the entire day slaving away, perfecting her new uniform. Getting up, she changed into it and gazed at herself in the floor-length mirror next to her dresser. And as she did so, she couldn’t help but grin to herself. It came out beautifully.

As she’d worked on sketching the designs earlier, Rose had come to the realization that she would be rather uncomfortable with the skin-tight uniform. So came the idea of wearing another kimono. Even so, she had wondered if it would look good in person. But as she stared at it now, she found it to look fierce yet elegant. Perfect. The kimono was entirely sleeveless, unlike her pink one, and only covered one side at the skirt part. Swaying her hips back and forth, she watched gleefully as the skirt flowed with her movements in a pretty manner. She’d probably look very graceful in battle. At least, she hoped so.

Turning to look at the back, Rose gazed at the white bandages that covered her tattoo. The upper back was cut out, so that when she was ready, the tattoo would be visible, the sign of her loyalty to the clan. Smiling, she then looked at the vibrant red bow she’d made to tie her new obi in place. Honestly, she felt like a genius for creating such a gorgeous outfit.

At the moment, she left her rose and vine markings uncovered, but had prepared sleeves and full tights for when they needed to be covered.  

With that, she grabbed the white ribbon that was similar to the one Sooga used to tie up his hair, and put hers into a simple but pretty, high ponytail. Heading for the door, she realized the heeled sandals she now wore instead of boots were a bit noisy. But, she knew of someone who could help her take care of that problem; Kaysa.

Just before she could open her door to head for the dining hall, there was a knock on it. Opening it ever so slightly, Rose found that Sooga was on the other side.

“Rose, are you alright? I haven’t seen you all day-“

He paused, staring at her. She’d wanted to be all sly about it, but found that she was breaking out into a smile. Giggling, she fully opened the door and stood with her arms slightly out, giving Sooga the full view. “Isn’t it great?! I spent all day working on it!” She boasted, looking over herself again.

“It is… breathtaking,” Sooga quietly said, seeming a bit tense. 

“Really?! That good?” She squealed.

“Rose, you… forgive me for this, but it looks absolutely beautiful on you,” his head hung a bit low as he spoke, though. 

Giggling, she leapt forward and embraced him. Maybe it was a bold move, but she didn’t really care. “Thank you, Sooga!”

Hesitantly, Sooga returned the hug. But why did he seem so… nervous? Forgetting the thought, Rose let go of him. “It’s pretty much done, though I need to have one of the great fairies infuse silent shrooms into my shoes so they don’t make any noise,” she told him. “I was thinking of going after dinner.”

“It’s already two hours past when dinner is served, Rose,” Sooga informed her.

“What?! Did I really spend that much time on it?” She gasped.

“I suppose you did,” he hummed.

“I guess I just got carried away,” she sighed, suddenly feeling her stomach rumble. “Ugh, I’m starving. Is there anything left?”

“Not really,” Sooga said. “But I’ll help you prepare something.”

Rose smiled then. “Thanks.”

—

After showing Sooga how to make one of her favorite dishes, they brought the food over to the private dining room to eat it.

Rose took a much larger portion, while Sooga only took a small sample since he’d already eaten dinner. They ate the same way they had before, with their chairs faced away from each other. 

“So… you never got to tell me about that dream you had,” Rose mentioned, taking another bite of her food. 

“I honestly forgot. Forgive me, Rose,” Sooga replied.

“Don’t worry about that,” she shrugged. “You had your duties and I was healing. But anyway, what was so unbelievable about it?”

Sooga paused. Waiting for a reply, she simply listened. But the sound of a chair moving and the movement of him sitting back at the table caused her to glance towards him. His mask was back on, and he was sitting across from her again.

Scooting her chair back into its correct place, Rose looked at him, concerned. “What? Was it… bad?”

“I’m unsure,” he answered, head hanging slightly low. “It was incredibly strange. I almost… believe it had something to do with our fate.”

“Huh?” 

“In the dream, I awoke in my childhood home. I was exactly as I was now, only… I shouldn’t have been. My parents were alive, and I was still an adult in the dream. But they died long before I grew up. And yet, it felt… right.”

Rose sighed. “Hmm. I mean, it’s not too strange to sort of… wish you could know how things would’ve turned out. Maybe the dream was a manifestation of that?”

“No, it wasn’t that,” he lightly shook his head, continuing on with explaining the dream. “My mother then had me sit down for dinner. She wasn’t sick anymore, as if she never was.”

Rose continued to listen.

“But then you appeared.”

Her lips parted, and Rose wanted to say something. But what could she say to that? Frowning, she then sighed, “I… appeared?” 

“You came through the door, carrying a basket. And something about you was… different,” Sooga explained. “I just don’t know what.”

“That’s odd. How could I be different?” Rose then asked.

“I cannot explain it,” he said. “But then my mother said… you’d save me.”

Rose felt incredibly confused then. Save him? From what? 

“She told me to never let go of you… And then I woke up,” he finished. 

Rose solemnly hummed, thinking over everything Sooga had just told her. “So that’s why you think it has to do with fate.”

“Indeed.”

“I guess we’re stuck with each other for good then,” she chirped, trying to lighten up the mood. “Whatever it is, I’ll save you from it.”

Though she was unable to see his face, Sooga’s body visibly relaxed, and Rose was certain he was giving her a small smile. 

“Thank you… for understanding.”

“Of course,” she then gave him a warm smile. 

There was an awkward silence as they both contemplated what to say next. Sooga was first to speak up though; “so… shall we get you to the Great Fairies?”

Rose nodded. “Yeah. Although… I just wanna warn you,” she faltered. “They can be… a lot.”

“A lot?” He repeated.

“Especially with… men,” Rose said, feeling a bit embarrassed now. “Maybe you should hang back while I talk to Kaysa.”

“Whatever you’re comfortable with,” Sooga replied, standing up and gathering their plates. Rose then remembered something.

“Oh! Before we go… I need to get some rupees.”

“Rupees? What for?” Sooga inquired.

“Well, the fairies love rupees, like, more than anything,” she clarified. “If I give Kaysa a lot, she might not be as upset with me, for… you know…”

“For joining the clan,” Sooga muttered.

“…yeah.”

He then nodded. “Then we better get a good amount of rupees. Come on.”

Smiling, Rose got up and followed him out of the dining room.

—

Taking in a deep breath of the cool night air, Rose let go of Sooga after he’d transported both of them nearby Tabantha Bridge Stable. 

The stable wasn’t more than fifty feet away. The bridge was in view, as well. It would be too risky to continue by foot, as they may be spotted by civilians. Rose then scanned the area, trying to think of a way around that issue.

“You see the large rock formations after the bridge?” Rose pointed to them, and Sooga nodded in confirmation. “Transport there, okay?”

He nodded again, and simultaneously, they both transported themselves to the exact area Rose had been speaking of.

“There,” she huffed. “Now we’ve avoided anyone at the stable. Kaysa’s fountain isn’t much farther ahead. We can walk, so long as no travelers are passing through.”

“If anyone else is present, what do you wish to do?” Sooga then asked.

“Hmm,” Rose thought about it, looking at their surroundings. Then, she looked upwards. “There. You see the ruins atop the rocks?”

“I do.”

“We’ll transport there.”

“Alright,” Sooga gave her nod. “You lead the way.”

Rose then began to walk ahead of Sooga, her right hand steadying her rupee-filled bag against her side. As they walked, she could feel the temperature lowering quickly. That was to be expected, though, as winter was still thawing out, and they were headed further into the Tabantha region. What she hadn’t expected, though, was how much colder she felt. Her new outfit wasn’t keeping her as warm as her old one did. It made sense, though; the Yiga uniforms were made with dry desert conditions in mind, due to the hideout’s location. 

“It’s around this cliff here,” she then mumbled to Sooga, nodding towards the nearly hidden opening in the rocks. 

But just before they could take another step, the sound of someone whistling broke the night’s silence, and the light of a bright lantern rounding the corner appeared. 

Alerted to the other person’s presence, Sooga hastily grabbed Rose. Feeling his arms envelop her, she didn’t even have a second to gasp before he’d transported them up to the ruins she’d mentioned before.

Now up above and out of sight from where the other person was walking, Sooga continued to hold onto Rose. But why didn’t he let her go? She then got a closer look at the traveler.

They weren’t a traveler. It was a Hylian knight, marching through the rock formations. He must’ve been patrolling the area around the stable.

Her heart began to pound, and despite the cold air, she suddenly felt heated and sweaty. Rose then began to tremble, as all of the emotions she’d felt in those first twenty-four hours after her family’s death came rushing back over her, like an inescapable wave of grief. She could hear her mother begging for her to run; the sound of her father’s lifeless body hitting the floor ringing in her ears. The burning smell of her aunt’s home, engulfed in flames, filled her nostrils again. The bitter cold biting into her skin as she ran through the snow in her night clothes. It all came back to her at once; awakening a rage that Rose had once assumed to be buried deep inside of her for good.

Feeling uncontrollable anger rise from within, Rose began to pull away from Sooga, eager to tear the Hylian man to shreds. “Of course. One of those damned knights, walking around like he owns the place,” she scoffed, voice low. “If only I could make him feel the same pain my family did.”

She could feel Sooga tightening his hold on her, but she continued to thrash, itching to reach for one of his dual windcleavers, as Rose hadn’t brought her own katana. If she could just stab through that knight’s armor and kill him right here and now; that would be the perfect start to those knights paying for their crimes against her family.

“Contain yourself, Rose,” Sooga gently scolded her, forcing her to stay completely still now. “An unnecessary fight will do us no good.”

His voice tore her out from her rage and back into reality. Breathing in deeply, she closed her eyes and nodded, relaxing her entire body. “I’m sorry... You’re right, Sooga.”

“I understand your anger,” he quietly said, their gazes still locked onto the man as he began his trek across the large bridge. “But now isn’t the time.  We need to keep moving.”

“Yeah… Can you see the opening?” 

“I can. Shall I transport us there?”

“Mhm,” she nodded.

Within a second, they were now down at the entrance to Kaysa’s fountain. Rose began heading up the hill, Sooga trailing behind her. Once she was in the clearing, though, she turned to look back at him.

“Um… maybe just stay there. But not too close to the road?”

“Of course,” he gave her a nod. “Please let me know when you’re prepared to go home.”

Home. Sighing with a bit of melancholy flooding over her, Rose nodded. The hideout was her home now. Tabantha Village and Satori Mountain were nothing more than a part of her past.

Turning forward, Rose approached the large flower bud, stepping up onto the petals. Taking a few rupees from her bag before setting it behind her, she tossed the money into the water, then finally called out to the Great Fairy. “Kaysa? It’s me.”

The ground began to rumble, and with a slight splash, the pink haired fairy emerged from the waters. 

“My little Rose! It’s been a little while, hasn’t it?”

“Yeah. Um, Kaysa, I wanted to-“

“Oh my! And you have a new outfit? It’s… a bit different, but still incredibly fashionable,” Kaysa complimented.

“Oh, thank you,” Rose smiled. “I made it myself, actually.”

“Did you? Well it looks lovely, my dear. Only… it reminds me of something. I can’t put my finger on it though.”

Feeling a nervous flutter in her stomach, Rose didn’t know what to say to that. Kaysa would figure it out sooner or later, anyways.

“Does it? Well… I have a favor to ask of you,” Rose then said. “I need you to infuse silent shrooms into these sandals,” she nodded to her feet. “I have all of the materials prepared.” 

“Of course, my dear. I’ll need about five silent shrooms and two hundred rupees.”

Reaching around for her bag, Rose began to shuffle through it and gather the exact items needed. 

“Rose, why do you have a bandage around your back?”

“Huh? Oh, um… it’s a tattoo,” she said, deciding to be honest. How could she ever lie to Kaysa? Even if she wanted to, the fairy would see straight through any lie.

“A tattoo? What possessed you to get one?”

“Hey. You’re the one who decided to cover my arm and leg in markings that look like one,” Rose pouted. “Not that I dislike them, though.”

Kaysa gave a small laugh at that. “May I see it, dear?”

“Um… it’s still healing,” she tried to find an excuse. Anything to delay the lecture she’d inevitably receive. 

“Oh, nonsense! If we put some of my fountain’s water on, it’ll heal in an instant.”

“Oh. O-okay,” Rose hesitantly agreed. “Um… one second. Could you infuse my shoes while I… go?”

Kaysa raised an eyebrow, curiously. “As you wish, but go where, Rose?”

“I… brought an acquaintance,” she explained, sheepishly. “I just wanna let him know before I… undress.”

“Him?!” Kaysa gasped. “Oh Rose, you’ve brought a man?!” 

“H-he’s kind of my mentor, or… friend. He helped me get here.”

“Sure, honey. I’ll infuse your shoes, but after we heal that tattoo, I wanna see your little boyfriend.” 

Rose sighed. “Okay…”

Jogging back over to where Sooga waited, Rose approached him with an anxious feeling in her bones. “Um, Sooga?”

“Are you ready to leave?” He asked.

“No. Um… I just wanted to give you a heads up… Kaysa’s going to fully heal my tattoo, and to do that I have to, um.. undress…”

He visibly tensed, but only nodded. 

“And after that, she um, wants to see you…”

“See me?” Sooga questioned. “Why is that?”

Lowering her voice to a whisper, Rose looked up at him nervously. “She thinks we’re… never mind. Like I said earlier, the fairies get weird about men.”

“I see,” he replied. “Shout for me when you’re clothed again.”

With that, Rose headed back up to the fountain, where her shoes now sat at the base of, sparkling with their newly-added upgrades. 

“They shouldn’t make even the slightest sound,” Kaysa said. “Alright. Let’s see that tattoo, then.”

“Okay,” Rose turned away from the fairy, carefully removing the belts from her uniform. She then slid off the top half of her kimono, and pulled the skin-tight top over her head, leaving it on the ground beside her. Pulling her hair over her shoulder, Rose then began undoing the bandages from where they were secured over her chest. 

With each layer of the dressing being unraveled, Rose could feel Kaysa’s eyes burning into her skin. What would she say once she saw the inverted Sheikah eye, permanently marked onto her skin?

As the bandages fell to the ground, Kaysa loudly gasped.

“Rose! Why is that… that evil mark on your precious skin?!”

“Kaysa, I… I’m sorry for not telling you before,” she felt tears welling up in her eyes. “I had to join. They treat me like family there, and… I trust them.”

“The Yiga? You trust those beast-worshippers?” 

“They aren’t worshippers!” She cried, “they only side with Ganon due to what the king put them through!” 

Kaysa sighed. “Rose… I can’t say I’m not disappointed, but…”

“I’ll bring you and your sisters even more rupees,” she begged. “Please, Kaysa! It’s where I belong. I’ll do anything.”

“Alright. You bring us each a thousand rupees, and we won’t fuss anymore. But we will only ever help you. Not anyone else involved with that clan.”

“Okay,” Rose fought back her tears. “I understand.”

Feeling the soothing water make contact with her back, a huge wave of relief washed over Rose. Her skin and tattoo were completely healed, at last. “Thank you,” she meekly said.

Putting her clothing back into place, she then looked up at Kaysa with saddened eyes. “…Kaysa?”

The pink-haired fairy hummed.

“I’m still your little flower, right?” She trembled, barely managing to speak.

Kaysa then smiled fondly, bringing a finger down to run over Rose’s hair. “Of course, my little flower. Now go bring me that man.”

“He’s… one of them,” she then said, awkwardly.

“As long as he’s handsome, I don’t mind,” Kaysa winked.

Blushing, Rose rolled her eyes and went to fetch Sooga. 

Out of the corner of his eye, Sooga could see Rose approaching him. Hadn’t she agreed to call for him, though? Maybe things had gone poorly? He had heard Rose raise her voice, but was unable to make out any of the words she’d spoken.

“Rose, is everything alright?” He asked, noticing the worried look on her face. She seemed upset, but she was clearly trying to hide it, albeit poorly.

Taking in a shuddered breath, she nodded. “Y-yeah. Um, Kaysa’s ready to see you,” she quietly said. “Sorry. I don’t think I can yell right now, so I just decided to- yeah.”

Perhaps the Great Fairy didn’t take the news as well as Rose had hoped she would. He’d do his best to comfort her, then. Carefully, he placed a hand on her shoulder, and even through his glove, Sooga could feel that she was cold and trembling. “Rose, are you really alright?”

“I don’t know,” she looked down at the grass beneath them. “We’ll talk about it later. It’s best not to keep a fairy waiting,” she tried joking, giving him a weak smile.

“Okay. I’ll help you however I can,” he then gave her a firm nod, which she returned.

Moving his right hand back to rest at his side, with the other laid on the hilt of one of his swords, Sooga followed Rose up the small hill, where a clearing between the large rock formations greeted him. The small area was full of life, many small fairies floating around, with all sorts of vegetation growing from the ground. But the most bewildering thing of all was the giant woman, who sat in a fountain shaped like an extremely oversized flower. 

“So this is your little boyfriend, huh, Rose?” The fairy said.

Immediately, Sooga wished he hadn’t agreed to this. Could the fairy sense his thoughts? Would she be able to figure out that he was in love with Rose, and then tell her without warning? Face burning beneath his mask, all he could do was hope that his thoughts were safe in his own head.

“Kaysa, I told you… it’s not.. like that,” Rose stammered, tucking one side of her long bangs behind her ear. “He’s my friend.”

“You can say that all you want, little flower, but I can tell when a man’s in love,” Kaysa hummed. 

Eyes widening, Sooga froze. She wasn’t being serious, was she? 

The pink-haired fairy then laughed loudly, clapping her hands. “Oh, I’m just joking! But your reaction makes me wonder…”

“Kaysa!” Rose whined. “Don’t tease him. Our master already does that enough, so he deserves a break.”

“Oh really?” Kaysa said. “Interesting. Well, forgive me for not introducing myself. I’m the Great Fairy Kaysa, one of four sisters. And you are…?”

“I am Sooga,” he gave a small bow. “Right hand to Master Kohga.”

“Oh, Rose,” the fairy cooed, “you didn’t tell me he was such a high-ranking warrior! Though I should’ve known, with how strong he looks.”

Sooga wanted nothing more than to transport himself out of there. Rose had been right, the Great Fairies were indeed weird about men. 

A few long seconds went by with nobody saying a word. Kaysa kept her gaze on him, and he and Rose both looked around, tensely.

“Is that what you wanted to see him for?” Rose then questioned, looking up at Kaysa, “to stare at him?” 

Kaysa laughed again. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I didn’t realize you’d be so jealous.”

“H-huh? Jealous…?” Rose stuttered, crossing her arms in front of her chest. “I’m not jealous. I just don’t want him to be uncomfortable.”

“Alright,” Kaysa smirked. “I’ll stop. But really, my little flower, I do approve, even if he’s one of them…”

Sighing, Rose seemingly decided to just ignore the comment. “Well… I guess we have to get going,” she then looked up towards the sky, and Sooga followed suit. The moon was pretty high up, now.

“Oh, that’s too bad,” Kaysa frowned. “Visit soon, okay? And bring Sooga too.”

Why was this fairy so obsessed with him? It didn’t even seem as though Kaysa was interested in him for herself, but rather on Rose’s behalf. That thought played in his mind, and while a part of him wanted to entertain it, he tried to ignore it. 

“We will,” Rose gave a small smile. “And I’ll bring your rupees too.” 

Kaysa then chuckled, “perfect. Stay safe, my little flower.”

“Sooga will keep me safe,” the brunette said. “I know that to be true.”

Then it all rushed over him. The increase in heart rate, the warm feeling all over his body, and the strange fluttering in his stomach. All of the things he’d once thought of to be bad symptoms, rather than the signs that he was in love. Trying to ignore how desperately smitten he felt for Rose, Sooga simply looked between her and the fairy, waiting for his cue to finally leave. Which would hopefully be soon, before he did something foolish.

“How sweet,” Kaysa clasped her hands together. “Farewell, Sooga. I trust my Rose will be safe in your hands.”

He gave a deeper bow this time. “Of course. I’d never allow any harm to come to her.”

“Bye, Kaysa!” Rose then waved. 

“Bye-bye!” The fairy then bellowed, before submerging into the waters of her fountain.

“Shall we transport straight to the hideout?” He asked, turning to Rose.

“Yeah, I’m really tired, honestly,” she replied with a yawn.

“Alright. May I?” He asked, wanting permission before touching her.

“Sooga, you don’t need to ask,” she giggled. “But yes, you may,” she gave him a teasing smile, one that sent a shiver throughout his whole body. 

He needed to escape to his quarters, quickly. If this sort of banter continued on any longer, Sooga was sure he’d make some sort of mistake. Wrapping his left arm around Rose, she then put her right one around his lower back, securing herself against him. It felt so good, yet wrong. Sucking in a sharp breath, Sooga used his free hand to make the sign to transport them.

Reappearing in the hall outside of their rooms, Sooga let go of Rose, but he felt oddly… reluctant. Why did he suddenly crave being physically close to her? Had he truly grown so pathetic for this woman? And yet he found himself thinking, who wouldn’t be? Rose was everything; strong, beautiful, kind and smart. He was lucky to even be a close friend of hers.

Despite being free to retreat to her room, Rose didn’t move. She seemed hesitant over something, a visible frown on her face.

“Is something the matter, Rose?” He nervously pried.

“I don’t know,” she answered. “Kaysa had said she was disappointed in me, yet… once you showed up, it was like she didn’t care.”

“I agree it was odd,” Sooga said. “Perhaps she didn’t want to upset a stranger?”

“No, I don’t think so,” Rose replied. “Kaysa isn’t afraid of doing that. I think she just-“ she paused, folding her arms around herself. “I don’t know. Maybe she can just sense that you’re a good person.”

“You think I’m a good person?” Sooga found himself asking before he could even think about it.

Rose gave him a small smile in return. That eased his mind a little, knowing that she wasn’t so upset she couldn’t manage a smile. “Of course I do. I think you’re a wonderful person, Sooga.”

“…you have my thanks,” he muttered, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. 

She giggled, the delightful sound making that yearning sensation he felt for her even stronger at that moment. He wanted more than anything to tell her now; tell her the truth about how he felt about her. But alas, it wasn’t the right time. 

“You’re getting better,” she then hummed.

“At what?” He questioned.

“Accepting compliments,” Rose replied, with the tilting of her head. Her hair, in its high ponytail, swayed behind her. What he would give to run his hands through her soft locks…

Perhaps she noticed him silently staring, even through his mask, since she then raised an eyebrow. “Sooga? Are you alright?”

“Hm?” He refocused his thoughts, although it was a bit difficult to do so with how sweetly his name had sounded coming from her lips. “Y-yes.”

“Mmm, okay,” she was definitely suspicious of him, as the tone of her voice was heavy with sarcasm. “If you say so.”

Rose then yawned, bringing a hand up to cover her mouth. Looking a bit closer, Sooga noticed she’d cut holes into the ends of her gloves, so that the ends of her fingers were visible. Her nails, once painted a soft pink, were now more of a rosy-red shade. It matched her outfit well. 

“I’m so tired,” she then stated. “I think I’m gonna go to bed.”

“It is quite late,” Sooga nodded. “But Rose, I just want you to know…”

“Hm?” She perked her head up, just a little.

“You seemed quite hurt before. If you need to talk about it, do not hesitate to find me.”

“Oh,” she frowned again, looking away. “Yeah, I will.”

“Are you alright for now?” He then asked, voice much softer and lower in volume.

Her eyes met his again. It didn’t seem she was about to cry, at the very least. But her face did look a bit flustered. “I am,” she answered. “I mean, I had expected Kaysa to be upset, so…”

“That doesn’t mean you cannot feel hurt by it,” Sooga shook his head. 

“I know,” she mumbled. “I just feel… dumb, for thinking I wouldn’t be.”

Taking a step forward, Sooga placed his left hand onto her shoulder. “Don’t speak that way about yourself,” he firmly said. 

Her head hung low, and she sighed. “Sorry…”

“You’re an intelligent woman, Rose. And…” he paused, fearing he was overstepping. But he decided to continue anyway, “forgive me if this sounds strange, but I like how in-touch you are with your emotions. I’d much rather see that than a closed off, cold person.”

She gave him a weird look, but then she seemed to understand, and gave him another small smile. “Thanks.”

“Now, get some rest,” he said, almost as though he were instructing her to. “We have a long day of searching through the records ahead of us.”

“Oh, yeah,” she yawned, her eyes becoming more sleepy by the second. “Forgot about that.”

Ever so lightly, Sooga squeezed her shoulder. As he stared down at her though, he almost thought… would it be inappropriate to move his mask aside, and kiss the top of her head? However, he immediately felt shameful for imagining such a thing. Letting go of her, he sighed. “Goodnight, Rose.”

But before he could fully part ways with her, she suddenly jumped forward, embracing him, squeezing her arms around him.

Resting her head against his chest, she whispered, “sorry. Just wanted to show my appreciation.”

A smile formed on his lips, and Sooga returned the hug. “I don’t mind.”

Squeezing him once more, she then let go. “Goodnight, Sooga.”

And with that, she retreated into her room, leaving him alone in the dark hallway.

—

Dreams of her had kept him restless throughout the entire night. It had started out innocent; he’d first dreamt that they were outside of her cottage, training underneath the sunlight. But then Rose started a game of chase, kicking her boots off and dashing through the soft grass, skipping through the shallow waters of the pond nearby. He’d run after her, deciding to indulge in her childish games. After she’d disappeared behind a thick cluster of trees, Sooga rounded the corner of them, finding her suddenly changed into her Yiga uniform, looking at him with an entirely different gaze now. 

Her hands had reached for his, tugging him along as she began to waltz over to her cottage. They’d barely made it to the door when she reached upward, removing his mask and staring into his eyes with desire. But just before he could lean down to kiss her, he’d awoken.

The dreams following that one had been far more intimate and a little less playful. As he now lay awake, almost afraid of going back to sleep, Sooga couldn’t help but think back to it, everything replaying within his mind no matter how hard he tried to think of other things. The feeling of her lips all over him lingered, her fingers brushing against his arms, dragging through his long hair as he held her tightly. He could feel it all so vividly, despite the fact that none of it had even occurred in the real world. Wiping sweat from his brow, Sooga decided he wouldn’t be getting anymore sleep tonight. Rising from his bed, he figured he’d start his day off with a shower, perhaps in an attempt to wash Rose’s phantom touch off of himself. Such distractions would do him no good, after all.

—

After his shower, Sooga had breakfast and then headed straight for the library. He could at least be alone down there, and sorting through all of the books and records would hopefully keep his mind off of how horribly in love he felt. 

Although he didn’t have much time to look through anything, because not even ten minutes had passed before a familiar tugging sensation occurred. The energy belonged to Master Kohga, and it felt very urgent. 

Immediately, Sooga put the book he’d been looking at back onto the shelf he’d found it on and transported himself to his master, feeling a bit concerned over whatever had the older man calling for him so desperately.

Appearing within Kohga’s quarters, Sooga found his master pacing around the banana horde, and to his surprise, Rose stood off to the side, a worried look on her face.

“Sooga! Thank Ganon you’re here!” Kohga cried, waving his hands around. “You need to get to Faron! A footsoldier just came back severely injured- there’s a lynel attacking our banana-collecting unit!” 

Nodding, Sooga understood why Kohga had been so frantic. If bananas were at risk, then it was as though the end of the world had come for the older man. But, he didn’t understand why Rose was present. 

“Rose, do you intend to accompany me?” He then asked, looking pointedly at her.

“Y-yeah,” she gave a subtle nod. “Kohga said the two strongest people should go, so-“

“Two strongest, other than me!” Kohga corrected. 

“Right,” she said. “But- I’ve never fought a lynel before…”

“You’ll be fine!” Their master waved a hand toward her. “Sooga will keep ya safe!”

“Indeed I will,” he affirmed, stepping towards her. He felt uncertain about her going, but knew he’d keep her safe at any cost. “We must leave at once.” 

Wrapping an arm around her, Sooga was quick to transport them to the area that the lynel had proclaimed as its territory. Hopefully, it wouldn’t take too long to find the creature and other soldiers. Because other than himself and maybe Kimo, nobody would stand a chance against a creature as vicious as a lynel. 

It didn’t take long before they heard the roaring of the creature. Immediately, they both took off running in the direction of the noise, in what felt like a race against time. Hopefully the footsoldiers had enough sense to abandon the bananas and save themselves. 

But evidently, a few of them didn’t. Clearly worn from battle, three footsoldiers held their demon carvers up in a defensive position, guarding a pile of bananas. 

“The lynel cares not for the fruit.” Sooga’s voice thundered, as he pulled his swords out and rushed towards the lynel. “You three get out of here, at once!”

Giving quick nods, the soldiers formed hand signs, and teleported themselves away to safety.

“Rose, I shall handle the head-on attacks. You try to attack from behind.”

“Okay,” she shakily said, drawing her pink katana.

With a loud roar, the lynel swung its sword at Sooga, but he was quick to backflip away from the attack. Raising a hand to the blue skies, he summoned inverted eye symbols around the monster, locking it into place. With the lynel’s movement now slowed, he began his kunai attack. It would help to weaken it, but would certainly not be enough to stop the beast.

As he finished that move set, Rose then raised her sword, and as she swung it down, thorns flew from her blade, soaring directly into the lynel’s back. With another roar, it jumped around, now focused on her. 

He could see the fear in her eyes. But despite her terror, Rose began to run away from where the lynel was preparing to shoot its arrows.

With the creature distracted, Sooga took his chance to dig his blades into the lynel’s back. 

When he did so, the lynel let out a loud, pained roar that would certainly leave his head aching from the sheer volume of the noise. But even with the deep wound Sooga had inflicted, the lynel wasn’t done, yet.

Sliding to a stop, Rose then raised her left arm, vines shooting from the air above the palm of her hand. She aimed the growth at the lynel’s legs, entangling the vines around them in an attempt to hold the monster in place. It stomped its hooves and roared again, but with it now halted, Sooga could attack once more.

Except he never got the chance. To his horror, the lynel was able to break free of the vines, and began to charge towards Rose. She shrieked, holding her hands up defensively. Why didn’t she move? Looking at her with fear he’d never felt before, Sooga realized she was stuck frozen due to panic. Without hesitating, he then dashed towards her, sliding between her and the lynel with his swords raised up, crossed over one another. It probably wouldn’t do much for defense against a lynel, but he’d rather take on an injury, no matter how fatal, than let Rose be harmed. 

As the lynel crashed into his swords, he stumbled backwards, his back colliding with Rose. With a yelp, she fell to the ground, dropping her katana. 

The force of the lynel barreling into him had certainly hurt, but Sooga was determined to keep the woman he loved so much safe. Slashing his swords at the lynel, he cut it again, but it still didn’t relent. It swung at him in retaliation, the tip of its sword just barely cutting into his upper arm. Sooga’s arm fell limp, the pain becoming too much to continue holding his sword up. Letting out a pained yell, he refused to give up. Now down to just one weapon, he tried to keep fighting. 

During that time though, Rose, unbeknownst to him, had gotten to her feet and picked her weapon back up. 

Sooga, about to take on another attack from the lynel, was shocked to see the brunette appear in the air above the lynel, her feel landing on its back. She grabbed its mane, stabbing her katana into its neck with a loud cry. 

The lynel let out a horrific roar, leaving Sooga’s ears ringing. It raised its front half, sending Rose flying off of its back. She landed in the grass with a pained cry, struggling to get back up. 

The lynel then turned to Rose, stalking towards her, preparing to tear her to shreds all while her katana was still lodged in its neck. She didn’t move, continuing to lay on her back and let out strained, weak huffs.

Clutching the spot the lynel had cut with his left hand, Sooga weakly used his right one to raise his sword, hastily running towards Rose before the lynel could let out its fury on her

“Sooga, wait-“ she’d hoarsely cried, but he didn’t stop. Putting himself between her and the lynel, Sooga closed his eyes and erased any thought from his mind, prepared to die for Rose. He would summon a defensive symbol, but with him growing increasingly weakened from the deep wound in his arm, it probably wouldn’t be enough to do more than give her a chance to escape.

With a deafening roar, the lynel raised its sword once again, and began to swing it down, directly towards Sooga. With the small amount of energy he had, he summoned the symbol.

But the impact of the beast’s blade never came. Instead, Sooga heard what sounded like wood being chopped. Opening his eyes, he found that it was a lot darker, as he was now encased in something. Whipping his head around, he looked down to see Rose sitting up, with both of her arms raised, conjuring a thick layer of vines and thorns that surrounded them completely, shielding them both from the lynel. 

“I can’t hold it off for long,” she coughed. “Transport out there and finish it. It should be nearly dead from being stabbed.”

“No. It's going to tear through here and kill you,” he protested, glancing back to see the lynel’s blade beginning to peek through where it had been repeatedly trying to break the barrier. “And I will not allow that to happen.”

“I’ll be fine, Sooga. You need to kill it,” Rose shook her head. “Go now, before my powers grow weaker!” She pleaded.

Sucking in a deep breath, Sooga let go of his injured arm, taking both swords in both hands now. It was terribly painful, but he’d fight through it. 

Breathing in deeply, Sooga focused his mind, before transporting himself out of the vine barrier. Reappearing behind the lynel, he silently raised his swords, quickly looking for the exact spot he’d need to strike in order to instantly finish off the lynel. 

Out of the corner of his eye, Sooga could see the vines starting to shatter. The lynel was seconds away from breaking through and killing Rose.

Running towards the lynel at full speed, Sooga launched himself at it with all the force he could muster; his dual blades slicing into its neck, tearing through its flesh. It wasn’t enough to decapitate the monster, but even so, it let out one final, screeching roar, before falling to the ground and exploding into a purple cloud of smoke. 

Rose’s vines then completely shattered, disappearing into thin air, revealing that she was still sitting in the grass. At the same time, her katana fell, clattering against the ground along with the lynel’s spoils. 

Her blue eyes met his at that moment. She still looked terrified, yet relieved as she began to get back up. As he looked at her, all he could focus on was the fact that she was safe. The lynel was dead, unable to harm her. He’d protected Rose.

With that in mind, Sooga fell to his knees, instantly losing consciousness. 

[tumble-tv]

This is my first time doing an image ID of sorts, I'm sorry if there's any mistakes or something I should change. All written things are typed below and the entire piece is made on paper in pencil.

The Webster (props to my sister for naming him) Hugo Teo Valentino 16 years old Male Cuban

Abilities: The usual superhuman strength, speed, stamina, durability, reflexes, agility, healing, balance, and stealth. Spidey-Senses. Wall-Crawl, and Technological Manipulation.

Instead of being bitten by a spider, Hugo, while taking out the trash after his shift, was attacked by a[n escaped] mechanical spider [from Alchemax] that attached itself to his spine and nervous system. While it's rarely active/on, sometimes it will be and causes seizures, hallucinations, and partial temporary paralysis. It gave him spidey-powers wide a side of chronic pain on the side.

100% does illegal piercings for some extra cash.

The worst of his chronic pain is in his legs, so he wears braces where he can to help.

[Literally] only wears Halloween socks.

Oooooooo baby the hyperfixation is hyperfixating

IMAGE ID Drawing 1a: Along the left side of the photo is a drawing of Hugo standing with a Monster Energy can in his left hand and right hand in his pocket, leaning up against an undrawn wall. Hugo's mask allows his mohawk to peek out all along it and has six eyes, even though the main set (the largest and middle of them) is the only functional set. It also has a cutout around his mouth. He wears a sleeveless sweatshirt with a spiderweb pattern on it and cargo shorts. Both of his knees have braces on them. His feet have high top Converse and socks with tiny cartoon spiders on them. Drawing 1b: Bottom right corner has Hugo standing with his back to us and shoulders ridden up. he's drawn to be shaking with small motion-lines around his shoulders. He's shirtless and a contraption that's spider shaped is attached to his back. It has five parts to the main body, the first starting at the base of his neck and the last ending at his mid-back. The second piece is the largest with all after it gradually getting smaller. The top set of legs goes over his shoulders (not pictured: this set of legs punctures right beneath his collarbones). The second set is shorter but thicker and positioned right between his shoulder blades, puncturing where they end. The third set is almost identical to the first, but instead curl below his shoulder blades and stop at the middle of them. The fourth set is angled downward and identical to the third, landing right before the end of the body. Drawing 1c: A small doodle of Hugo's face without the mask. His eyes have bags under them and his mouth is in a slight frown. He has a left lip, bridge, left eyebrow, and industrial piercings with three lobe piercings. His mohawk his brushed forward, wavy, and unstyled, just like all other drawings.

IMAGE ID Drawing 2: Small doodle of Hugo's face once again, but this time it's scrunched up, smiling, and has his tongue sticking out in a teasing manner. Text: I love this specific reaction I made of him so much >< Written: OMFG I love this face

[chocolatedetectivehottub]

Black Top,

Black Top

When it comes to wardrobe staples that offer versatility, style, and elegance, the black top stands out as one of the most iconic pieces. Whether you’re aiming for casual chic, professional sophistication, or evening glamour, a black top can easily adapt to any occasion. Here’s why the black top should be a go-to in every wardrobe and how to make the most of this timeless fashion item.

The Versatility of the Black Top

One of the greatest advantages of a black top is its unmatched versatility. Unlike more vibrant colors, black seamlessly pairs with virtually every other hue. Whether you’re wearing a skirt, jeans, or trousers, a black top can anchor your outfit while still allowing other colors or accessories to pop. This adaptability makes it perfect for layering under jackets, cardigans, or blazers.

From casual tees to dressy blouses, the black top comes in a variety of styles. A simple black t-shirt works wonders with jeans and sneakers for a laid-back look, while a black satin blouse can take you from the office to dinner with ease. For evening occasions, a black lace or velvet top can add a touch of luxury, while a black crop top offers a more youthful, trendy option.

Styling Tips

Casual Look: Pair a basic black crew-neck or V-neck top with denim jeans or shorts for a relaxed, everyday outfit. Add a pair of white sneakers or loafers for comfort and style.

Office Ready: For a professional yet chic look, opt for a fitted black blouse or a black button-up shirt. Pair with high-waisted trousers or a pencil skirt. A blazer in a contrasting color, like navy or gray, can complete the ensemble.

Date Night: A black top with delicate details like lace, mesh, or sequins can bring an element of sophistication to a night out. Pair with a mini skirt or high-waisted pants, and finish off with some heels.

Layering: The black top is ideal for layering. Wear a long-sleeved black top under a sleeveless dress, or tuck a black t-shirt into a slip skirt for a modern look.

Why Black?

Black is often associated with sophistication, power, and elegance. It’s a color that transcends seasons, trends, and age groups. Wearing black is also slimming and flattering on all body types, making it a go-to choice for many people. The color has a subtle yet powerful impact that exudes confidence without being overly bold.

Additionally, black doesn’t show wear and tear as quickly as other colors, meaning that a quality black top can last through countless wears and washes.

Occasions for a Black Top

Work: A black top is perfect for creating a polished and professional appearance. Pair it with a tailored blazer or chic accessories to elevate your look.

Evening Out: Whether you’re headed to a cocktail party or a dinner date, a black top can easily be dressed up with statement jewelry, heels, and a sleek hairstyle.

Casual Outing: The beauty of the black top lies in its simplicity, making it suitable for a wide range of casual activities like shopping, brunch, or a day at the park.

Special Events: For weddings, holiday parties, or other formal gatherings, a black top made from luxurious materials like silk or velvet can make a statement without competing with other colors or prints.

Conclusion

The black top is a fashion must-have that never goes out of style. Its ability to complement any outfit, regardless of the occasion, makes it a key piece in any wardrobe. Whether you’re dressing it up or down, the black top offers a reliable, fashionable option that works for all seasons and settings. It’s no wonder that this simple yet stylish piece is a staple in closets worldwide.

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[ecrivainsolitaire]

Buy an air conditioner if you can afford it. Import it if you have to, I'm sure in Spain they must be relatively easy to get. You don't need a central unit like Americans have, you just need one room you can chill to breathable temperatures during the afternoon.

This is a window unit. It's the best quality to price ratio, and it doesn't require spending on installing it. You just mount it on the window, secure it, cover whatever holes you have left with styrofoam, and plug it. It will chill a small to medium room with no problem, requires minimum maintenance and you can do it yourself with the help of YouTube. Only run it a few hours at a time when it's needed, it gets expensive.

This is the best you can get if you have money to spare. The fan thing goes outside, you have to plug it through a hose so you need somewhere to run it. This one does require professional installation and maintenance, but it will save on electricity and chill much more than the window unit. Make sure it says inverter, that means it saves power. Expect a noticeable increase on your power bill anyway though.

This is very bad, but better than nothing. The hose is to expel the hot air from the room; if it doesn't have one, don't buy it. Use it only in a small room as close to you as possible; consider moving furniture if necessary. It will use very little power, so that's a plus.

This is worse than useless. The first few minutes it will help, but once the ice runs out you'll have a room with 100% humidity and no way to get it out quick. Do not buy, do not use if gifted. It will make things worse, plus you don't want to deal with a mold problem at the same time as the heatwave.

If you can't afford an a/c unit:

Get dark, thin curtains, preferably cotton (avoid synthetic fabric). Open all your windows and secure the corners to the frame so the air can flow but the light doesn't. Ideally you want something that is black on the inside and white on the outside so it reflects light away and absorbs it out of the room.

Get the biggest fan that's in your budget. Aluminium blades, not plastic. Clean it regularly and let it rest when possible so it doesn't burn out.

Take off your clothes. If you live alone or with a partner, just stay in your underwear during the day. If there's children or other roommates around, short shorts and a sleeveless top. If you have long hair tie it up or braid it. Remove the fancy bedsheets and replace them with the thinnest you can get. If at all possible, replace all your fabrics with cotton.

Shower regularly. A quick 3 minute cold shower every couple of hours should help you regulate your temperature. You don't need to use soap or shampoo more often than you already do, just chill down. Save the cleaning routine for night time or going out.

Keep your lights off whenever possible, and use low power LEDs when needed. You need to reduce every single heat source you can from the home.

Reduce cooking. No soups, no steaming or frying or oven use. The pan is your best friend now, cook as quickly as possible, order takeout or eat cold foods like sandwiches and salads. If you have an air fryer you can use it but make sure the vent points to outside the home.

Move as little as you can. You want to reduce the heat your own body produces. That means reducing exercise, cleaning, any other activities that don't immediately repercute in your survival. What you have to do, try to do it at night.

Go out to cold places. The library, the movie theatre, the mall; try to spend the hottest hours of the day away from the sun. If it's safe, leave the windows open too.

Stay hydrated. Fill your fridge with water bottles so you always have something cold to drink. Make sure to have something salty and something sweet during the day so you don't lose liquids. If you don't like plain water buy powdered drinks and mix them so you can down it. Under 45°C with 80% humidity I've had up to two gallons in a single day, don't underestimate your water needs. If you're going out, fill half a bottle with water and freeze it, then when you leave finish filling it with cold water, wrap it in a towel and take it in your backpack. This is a good time to get that Tumblr merch bottle you've been thinking about if it helps motivate you to drink more.

Wear sunscreen. Don't go out without it. 45°C is almost sous vide temperature. Your flesh will literally start cooking if you don't protect it.

Give ice water to your pets. They can't care for their temperature as well as you. If they're particularly hairy, I'm sorry but you're gonna have to shave them. A bald dog is better than a dead dog.

If it gets particularly bad, pour cold water on the floor and lay on it naked. The floor is an infinite heat sink. It may not be pleasant, but it could save your life.

Extreme heat is deadly. Don't let it take you.

I need UK journalists to not show 43 degrees is not beach weather like people are gonna die

Americans do not interact

[michelle-0]

Unleash Your Power Moves: OQQ Women’s Seamless Yoga Tank Tops Trio

OQQ is a Chinese-based brand that specializes in outdoor and active lifestyle products. They offer a range of products such as camping equipment, hiking gear, outdoor apparel, and accessories. OQQ focuses on providing high-quality and durable products for outdoor enthusiasts.

Hot Product

OQQ Women’s 3 Piece Tank Tops Ribbed Seamless Yoga Shirts Workout Exercise Racerback Crop Tops

Great stretchy fabric: 90% Nylon, 10% Spandex.Super soft and stretchy.Package content:3* Tops

Sexy Ribbed Tank Tops:Cut with a flattering racerback,wide set straps simple in design, no removable padded cups.

Moisture-wicking, breathable and stretchy fabric keeping you dry and comfortable during exercise, and enjoy the joy of yoga and exercise.

Simple but trendy for any occasion,such as party, club, daily life, work, shopping, office, home, sleep, beach and summer indoor and outdoor activities.

Women sleeveless tank blouses suitable for all seasons, Wear it alone in summer,pairing with your cardigans and coat in spring, fall or winter to complete your fashion look.

A Review Of OQQ

FAQs About OQQ Women’s Seamless Yoga Tank Tops:

Are these tank tops true to size? Absolutely! OQQ takes pride in providing accurate sizing information, so you can order with confidence.

Can I wear these tops for activities other than yoga? Definitely! These tank tops are versatile enough to wear for any type of workout, from running to weightlifting to Pilates.

Do they offer enough support for high-impact activities? While they provide moderate support, they may not be suitable for high-impact exercises for everyone. Consider wearing a sports bra underneath for added support if needed.

Are they machine washable? Yes, indeed! Simply toss them in the washing machine on a gentle cycle and air dry for best results.

In conclusion, the OQQ Women’s Seamless Yoga Tank Tops are not just workout essentials; they’re your ticket to unstoppable confidence and style in the gym and beyond. So why settle for ordinary when you can unleash your power moves in these sleek and stylish tank tops?

[brassybrablog]

Date Night Prep for Your Boobs

You prep your hair and your skin for a date night. Now, it’s time to prep your boobs. Yes, you read that right. Boob prep. It’s more than putting on a bra, especially when you wear an adhesive bra that needs to set on your skin. If you have an exciting date on the calendar that makes you want to put on a special outfit, a little prep will go a long way in ensuring you get the support you need for a night of flirty fun on a first or fiftieth date.

Choose Your Outfit

It might be one day or a week before the date, but you always plan your outfit. You know what top to wear with your dark wash jeans or which dress to wear with the opaque tights. You pick the shoes, jewelry, and, of course, underwear. If you’re wearing a low back or skinny strap, skip the complicated bras and apply an adhesive bra. You can pick one up from a reputable boob tape company online—just don’t settle for the knockoffs. It’s not worth it, and they won’t hold as well.

Check Your Bra Subscription

If you have a subscription for bra tape, make sure your order will arrive in time for your date. A bra subscription is a great way to ensure you have your tape bra when you need it, but you need to be totally sure of the frequency. You can change the frequency of your bra subscription delivery whenever you need to, and you might even save more money if it’s a more regular order type, like monthly.

Shower for a Clean Canvas

On the day of your date, shower to ensure your skin is super clean. Not only is this a move for personal hygiene, but it’s also for the proper application of an adhesive bra. These will stay on best with a clean canvas—no lotions or body oils. High-quality bra tape uses your body heat to activate the adhesive, and oils and creams not only interfere with that but also impair the adhesive material.

Put on the Boob Tape

When your skin is clean and dry, apply the boob tape. You will have a nipple cover included in an order of reliable bra tape, so you don’t damage the delicate and sensitive skin. Put the nipple cover in place before applying the tape. Smooth the adhesive bra over your skin and pull up a little to give your girls some lift. Rub the bra in place to activate and heat it, and let it set for 30 minutes before dressing. If you need more support, invest in some extra strips that a trustworthy bra tape brand should offer for those who have fuller breasts or want more shaping power for their outfit.

Slip Into Your Date Night Look

Finally, put on your outfit. You don’t have to worry about nip slips or an uncomfortable bra with a flexible, breathable bra tape featuring medical-grade adhesive. It’s perfect for any outfit. If you think you might want to take off your tape with said date (good for you, sister), bring some aromatherapy removal oil (to fully saturate the product) for a soothing removal process that leaves skin calm and smooth after the boob tape comes off.

Getting ready for a date night involves getting your breasts ready to go. Usually, you might just make sure they look nice in your bra and move on, but if you wear an outfit that requires a special bra, you’ll need special prep. A couple of extra steps in your getting-ready-for-the-date routine make your girls look fantastic with a little lift and a lot of support.

About Brassybra

As the original adhesive bra brand, Brassybra creates high-quality pieces you can rely on to support your breasts and maybe even give them a little lift. The medical-grade adhesive on their boob tape is ethically manufactured in South Korea to provide a safe and secure option for your favorite outfits. You know: those outfits with the low or nonexistent backs, the sleeveless strappy numbers, and even the swimsuit and sarong combo for vacations. Brassybra’s bra tape will support up to a European G (U.S. DDDD) and maybe even a little more with their tape product, That Little Extra. You can pick up a bottle of their aromatherapeutic removal oil to help you remove the breathable bra that feels like a second skin. No matter where your outfits take you, Brassybra will support your every move.

Date night prep gets a whole lot easier with Brassybra, so visit https://www.brassybra.com/

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[gbiguigu546546]

Unveiling the Secrets of Underarm Whitening Creams: A Comprehensive Guide

Introduction

In today's beauty-conscious world, achieving flawless skin is a top priority for many individuals. When it comes to skincare, one area that often gets overlooked but is equally important is the underarms. Dark or discolored underarms can make you feel self-conscious and hinder your confidence, especially when wearing sleeveless clothing. This has led to a surge in the popularity of underarm whitening creams. In this article, we will explore various aspects of underarm whitening creams, including some of the most sought-after products and ingredients, such as retinol, GT bleaching cream, and organic alternatives.

Understanding the Need for Underarm Whitening

Dark underarms can result from a variety of factors, including genetics, hormonal changes, friction, and the use of certain deodorants. While there are multiple ways to address this concern, underarm whitening creams have gained prominence as an effective solution. These creams are formulated to target the root causes of dark underarms, promoting a more even and lighter skin tone in this sensitive area.

Retinol for Underarm Whitening

Retinol, a derivative of vitamin A, has long been celebrated for its ability to promote skin cell turnover and boost collagen production. In the context of underarm whitening, retinol plays a vital role in reducing dark spots and hyperpigmentation. By accelerating the shedding of old, discolored skin cells and encouraging the growth of new ones, retinol helps reveal brighter and smoother underarm skin.

GT Bleaching Cream for Underarm Whitening

GT bleaching cream is another popular choice for those looking to whiten their underarms. This product contains ingredients such as glycolic acid and kojic acid, which work together to exfoliate the skin gently and inhibit melanin production. The result is a lightening of the underarm area and a reduction in dark spots.

Underarm Creams for Whitening

A variety of underarm creams are available in the market, each with its own unique formulation. These creams often contain a blend of active ingredients designed to target hyperpigmentation and improve the overall appearance of the underarm area. When searching for the right underarm whitening cream, consider factors such as your skin type and sensitivity, as well as the specific concerns you want to address.underarm cream for whitening

Underarm Skin Brightening Cream

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[wanderlustknightofmagic]

'Hmmmmmm... Lemme try something, ya sparked some creativity in me!' She'd beam with a wide smile as she grabbed her notebook and then brought it close and began writing down ideas. While she did so, she peeked above the book and then smirked a bit before returning to her notes. 'Hun, did ya know that you and Rain share a trait of bein terrible at trying to hide what yer doin? Suppose I'll spoil such now, the prices aren't written down hun. I keep track of them in my head and then write down everything after. Now... the idea for the sleeves... I could make it so the sleeves are magical... that would allow you to 'activate' them so they go down and cover you... Oh, and we can add a lil something to cover your top, like a shawl that's built into it. Trust me, I know what it's like not wanting to show off much of anything,' She'd say with a gentle smile as she looks towards Noelle.

When she finished with her idea, she'd let out a sigh of relief and then show her with her magic. The top was sleeveless with a small shawl-type fabric that covers down to her navel. The pants were as she requested as well, though she would grin. 'Now watch this.' She would have the Model Noelle activate the clothing. The pants would be able to tighten a bit, and the sleeveless top was able to acquire sleeves. 'Dependin on the mana you add and your control, or the control of a helper, you can adjust your clothes. You can tighten the pants in certain areas, you can make the sleeves long, short, or non-existent, and I threw in the shawl which can grow in size as well. On top of that, instead of steam, the clothes can absorb the sweat and use it to power it's enchantments as well. It's not even comparable to using mana, but if ya feel yaself getting too sweaty, you can have the clothes absorb some. Whew! Now how's that?'

"Rain? I caught some fish and wanted to know if you wanted to cook with me. I know our last little bout was fun, but I think I can best you this time."

"Oooooh fish? Is it native from here or is it from another world? It's fine either way, but I would like to know if this is something you have a little more... familiarity with. After all, I encourage you trying to get an edge up on out-cooking me if you think it'll help," He'd smirk while he'd pull out his hairband to help push his hair back.

[theroyalsims]

PRINCE JACQUES, CROWN PRINCESS ANYA, PRINCE ALISTAIR JOIN CITY-WIDE BIKE-A-THON; ANYA DEBUTS SECRET TATTOO 

It was a sporty day out today for royal father-daughter-and-son trio, Prince Jacques, Crown Princess Anya, and Prince Alistair. Their Royal Highnesses participated in the annual Brindleton Sports Club Bike-a-thon to help raise money for their respective charities. 

The 20-kilometer cycling event took off from Freedom Park in downtown Brindleton, went around the capital, and ended at Hyacinth Park near the Historical District. Prince Jacques cycled for Brindleton Helping Hands and Education for All, while Anya’s beneficiaries were her patronages, namely: Brindleton Children’s Fund, Children First, and Brindleton Paws Animal Shelter. Speaking of patronages, Prince Alistair cycled for his two new patronages, Brindleton Veterans’ Association, and No Family Left Behind. 

(Above: The event took the cyclists in and around the capital, starting off at Freedom Park in Downtown Brindleton.)

Out of the royal trio, Prince Alistair reached the finish line first, with an impressive 42:12 finish, landing him somewhere in the top 30 spot out of over 150 cyclists. Prince Jacques came in next, finishing in 52:28, while Crown Princess Anya clocked in at 54:02. Collectively, Their Royal Highnesses raised over §300,000 for their respective charities - not bad for less than an hour’s worth of biking around town!

(Above: The sporty royals seemed to have a lot of fun! The crowds, however, went wild for Prince Jacques who posed as if he won the entire race -he didn’t- as he crossed the finish line!)

Their Royal Highnesses’ individual arrivals at the finish line elicited wild cheers from the crowd, the loudest, no doubt, was for Prince Jacques who greeted everyone with a “victory pose” as he reached the finish line. 

(Above: Prince Jacques gamely posed with his kids at the photo call after the event. The proud poppa was also seen giving Al a huge bear hug for his impressive time, and Anya a sweet peck on her forehead for her decent finish.)

After the race, the royals chatted with their fellow participants and posed for photos. This is perhaps one of the most casual “official” engagements we’ve ever been treated to, with all three royals dressed in their active wear. Princes Jacques and Alistair showed off their muscular thighs in monochrome bike shorts. Prince Jacques even wore a sleeveless top, showing off his  (often hidden) massive arm tattoo.

(Above: Anya shows off her tats for the first time!)

Speaking of tattoos, Crown Princess Anya surprised everyone when she showed off ink! Dressed in bike shorts, a white sports bra, and a black tank, Her Royal Highness looked comfy yet chic during the event. All eyes, however, were definitely on her ribcage tattoo, which was conveniently exposed, thanks to her ensemble. The tattoo, composed of four lines, features an old proverb written in Old Rennaux Script, which, when translated, reads: 

“A River Cuts Through A Rock Not Because Of Its Power, But Its Persistence“*

Who knew Anya was inked? We’re not entirely sure if it’s new or not - but it looks like Anya got her affinity for tats from her dad. Prince Jacques has at least a dozen known tattoos, including “Emilia” scrawled over his heart. Now we can’t help but wonder if Anya has any other tats?

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* The quote is attributed to James N. Watkins

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Minetaverse | Koroka Ayu

Koroka Ayu, also known as Blood Sage, is a former juvenile delinquent and current first year heroics student at Ultra Academy through the remedial program. She is one of the five main characters of the Minetaverse.

APPEARANCE

Koroka Ayu is a tall and lithe teen girl with pale white skin that is littered in scars. She has eyes that resemble a cats, pitch black scleras with thin white pupils. She has a long messy white hair that she fashions into a ponytail. Her hair and pupils are connected to her quirk as they change color depending on the emotion she is using.

Koroka Ayu's school uniform consists of a white shirt with the sleeves ripped off with a dark blue vest over the top. She does not wear the issues red tie, and wears the dark blue pants of the boys uniform that has rips and holes all over. She wears black boots with silver spikes, and black choker with silver spikes.

Koroka Ayu's casual wear consists of a red shirt with a diagram of the heart, and a black leather jacket with spikes covered in patches. She has ripped black pants with the boots and choker mentioned before. The patches consist of a wide variety of things such as 'Ask Me About Psychology', incense sticks, a merch patch of the Bloody Heroine: Vampira, the anarchist symbol, and numbers that correspond to her juvenile detention designation. She sometimes wears a black ninja styled mask.

Koroka Ayu's hero uniform consists of a sleeveless black body suit with the image of a red broken bleeding heart. She wears fingerless arm sleeves with red blood splotches and spiked bracers. On her feet are spiked black boots, and around her waist are red utility pockets with gadgets. Her hair is pulled back with a spiked hair clip.

PERSONALITY

Koroka Ayu is a very jaded individual. She doesn't trust the world around her, and believes if people are kind they want something from her. Most of the time she is very silent, not reacting to taunts or objects thrown her way.

Despite her calm nature, she gets riled up when the ire turns to someone she cares about particularly Iori Kano. She is unafraid to confront people then, but she will back down if she feels herself get more riled up. It is to keep herself from accidentally activating her quirk by acting on her bloodlust impulses.

QUIRK

Bleeding Heart is Koroka Ayu's primary quirk. It is an emitter quirk that makes it so Ayu's blood diffuse, like incense, into emotions. As emotions are inevitable her quirk can't be avoidable and filtered even by the strongest gas mask.

Despite the strength of the quirk, there are several drawbacks to it. There is the potential of bleeding out, which the body counteracts by pumping excess blood. If too much blood is stored up, Ayu will have to get rid of it through vomiting. Ayu can not use her quirk on herself or she hallucinates.

Emotion Radar is Koroka Ayu's secondary quirk. It gives her the ability to know what others are feeling. She sees this through a version of thermal vision, but instead of seeing body heat she sees colors that have a designated emotion.

Super Moves

Wave of Sadness: Koroka stabs the palm of her hand and waves the blood out to diffuse sadness, used to pacify big crowds.

Cage of Rage: Koroka rips her back in a display of aggression that causes her body to diffuse blood in a cone like shape that covers an individual. This is meant to coerce people into a fight and for them to get closer.

Ring of Courage: Koroka bloodies her knuckles and smashes them together to cause a ring of diffusion to spread around her to her allies to give them a moral boost.

Kiss of Love: Koroka bites the inside of her mouth to draw blood, and blows a kiss to diffuse passion towards an individual. She doesn't use this often, as she finds love to be one of the trickiest and most dangerous emotions to mess with.

STATISTICS

Power: 5/5

Speed: 3/5

Technique: 5/5

Intelligence: 3/5

Cooperation: 1/5

BACKGROUND

Koroka Ayu was born and raised in a low income household. When her quirk awoke she was thrown into the streets due to it being perceived as villainous. She managed to survive by teaming up with a group of other orphans. She was a quick learner, able to pick up on tricks and ways to manipulate the masses into helping her.

The KiriBaku scandal occured when she was five, but it didn't effect her until she was forced to use her quirk by the group of orphans and thrown under the bus so they could get away. She was taken into captivity where she was thrown to a juvenile detention center.

Upon discovering her powerful quirk, the juvenile detention center started to harvest and sell her blood. Her quirk has been fashioned into weapons, mixed into a unique type of poison, and many other applications.

At age thirteen, a twelve year old was roomed with Koroka by the name of Iori Kano. Koroka originally intended to ignore Iori, but he kept pestering her and wormed his way into her heart. She vowed to protect him.

When Koroka was sixteen her name was drawn from a lottery, and she was chosen to attend Ultra Academy. She was not happy with this reevaluation, but agreed to go to look after Iori Kano with the full intention on leaving after the first semester.

RELATIONSHIPS

Iori Kano is the center of Koroka's universe. Upon meeting Koroka, Iori was persistent with the goal of becoming her friend. His friendship made Koroka feel human again in years, and as a result is very protective of him. Koroka knows Iori wants to become a professional hero, and fears that their friendship will keep him from his goals.

Fortunately, Iori adores Koroka and always talks her up as he deeply admires and respects her. In fact, Iori is insistent upon the fact he would have lost his love for heroics if Koroka wasn't there as she never failed to support him. In return, Koroka would have never entered heroics if it wasn't for Iori as she agreed to attend UA in an effort to continue to keep an eye on him.

After Iori Kano snaps at Rei Midoriya for saying his friends should have killed themselves long ago, Koroka is shown to be really proud of him.

Shunsuke Mineta and Koroka Ayu view each other as kindred spirits. They have similar goals as they both attended UA to protect someone they love, and have similar fighting styles. Shunsuke often goes to Koroka for advice.

Eloas Santos is the first member of the SukeCrew that Koroka Ayu warmed up to as the two encountered each other one on one for the first time in the campus gym. The two have bloodlust, and as such are sparring partners as they aren't afraid to rough each other up. The two look after each other in battle, and are a good team.

Piers Drake and Koroka Ayu have a mutual respect for one another. They often discuss history and philosophy together over tea, and often study together one on one.

Ahyma Shouji was Koroka Ayu's first friend outside of the SukeCrew. The two bonded over a shared interest in mystery novels, and participated in wellness activities together. The two got along a good bit, and Ayu was happy to have someone who truly understood her.

After a while, Ahyma developed feelings for Koroka. Koroka rejected Ahyma's confession, which ended their friendship.

Rei Midoriya is Koroka Ayu's self-proclaimed rival. Rei does not like Koroka due to her unheroic heritage, and jealousy over Ahyma's crush on Koroka. Koroka doesn't like Rei due to her bratty nature, and her attacks on the SukeCrew.

Genkei Bakugou and Koroka Ayu never got along, and often riled each other up. Despite that, upon discovering Genkei Bakugou ran away Koroka wasn't as surprised as her other classmates. She found it to be the logical conclusion of his life due to his family and legacy pressures.

Moonlighter is an underground hero who serves as Koroka Ayu's parole officer. The two have an interesting dynamic with Moonlighter being annoyed at Koroka's blatant disregard for authority. Despite this, Moonlighter cares a lot for Koroka as they see a lot of themselves in her.

TRIVIA

The meaning of Koroka Ayu's name is Heart, Mind, Soul (Koro), Color (Ka), and Red & Bloody (A) Dream (Yu).

Koroka Ayu knows Japanese sign language.

Koroka Ayu's favorite thing is wellness activities such as yoga and meditation.

Koroka Ayu's birthday is June 1st which is Emotional Abuse Awareness Day.

Koroka Ayu has a nervous tick where she checks herself in a compact mirror to make sure her hair and pupils are still fully white. This was originally a habit given to Isis Ayad's original concept as she was always seen checking herself in the mirror.

Koroka Ayu is inspired by the concept of bloodbenders, Toga Himiko, and an original character of mine not made for any fandom.

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