#and maybe more but im pretty sure I'll be beyond over making these by the time i get to medic so x to doubt

[bitten-button]

Sniper!!! Beloved piss man <3

Small collection of Sniper screenshots below cut

Valve, show me this mans dick please

[pnghoon]

clay impressions

PARK SUNGHOON [성훈] ── 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓

୨୧ pairing : !nonidol hoon x fem potter!reader ꒰wc : 590꒱

୨୧ genre + content warnings : fluff, slight skinship, not proof read

୨୧ synopsis : in which sunghoon, the new guy in town spots a pottery club and joins because of the pretty girl he saw mentoring in the window.

writer's note ─ what the...juno's first ever work that isn't c.ai bot related??? this must be a dream.. (hehe im joking) anyways enough with the sarcasm--I finally decided to upload this story that's been in my drafts for a while. ik it's not what you're usually used to but lmk what you think of it and if I should continue >< if you enjoyed reading it, please be sure to like & reblog !! ♡

sunghoon hadn’t planned on joining a pottery club. in fact, he hadn’t planned on much beyond unpacking his boxes and finding the nearest coffee shop. but as he mindlessly wandered down the charming main street of his new small town, something—or rather, someone—caught his eye.

the large window in front of the small building cramped between a bookstore and a bakery offered a glimpse of what lay inside: clay-covered hands shaping a delicate piece, laughter echoing softly, and cozy lighting. but what truly captivated sunghoon was the girl behind the wheel. her hair was tied up in a messy bun, a few stray strands framing her face as she concentrated on the clay piece in front of her. she looked like a masterpiece in the making, even with all those smudged beige streaks on her cheeks.

without thinking twice and perhaps blindly urged by his smitten heart, sunghoon pushed open the door, the bell above chiming cheerfully. he approached the counter, trying to appear casual as he signed up for a beginner's class.

the next day, he found himself sitting in a circle of eager faces, dressed casual in a stone grey knit zip up—clay ready at hand. his heart raced when the girl from the window stepped forward, your features even more captivating in person.

"hi, everyone! i'm y/n, and i'll be your mentor for today.”

sunghoon's attempts at crafting anything remotely vase-like were laughable. his first piece looked like it had been crafted by a particularly enthusiastic toddler, another imaging more of a lopsided pancake recipe gone wrong. so—maybe pottery wasn’t his thing. he glanced around, hoping no one noticed, only to lock eyes with none other than you. you smiled, a glint of amusement in your eyes as you made your way over to him.

"need some help?" you asked, your voice warm and gentle.

"very. turns out pottery isn't my hidden talent," sunghoon replied with a soft sigh and bashful smile, scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment.

you chuckled, your laugh like music to his ears. "don’t worry, you're here to learn right? let's start from the basics.”

as you slowly guided his hands with your own clay covered ones, sunghoon couldn't help but notice the spark in her eyes, the way your fingers danced with the clay like it was meant to be sculpted and formed with your delicate digits. through your gentle ministration and shared laughter, his lump of clay began to take shape, though it still resembled a vase only in the most generous sense.

by the end of the class, sunghoon had a crooked pot he was oddly proud of and a heart that felt a bit fuller. you handed him a wet cloth to clean his hands.

“not bad for your first try,” you spoke out, nudging him with your elbow as you stared down at your clay-stained apron. “with a bit more practice, you might even make something useful.”

sunghoon grinned, feeling a flutter of hope. “i guess i’ll just have to keep coming back then.”

you couldn’t help but crack a smile at his words, eyes sparkling with amusement. “i guess you will.”

and as he left the studio that day—he swore he saw your gaze on him through the window. suddenly moving to this small town felt like the best decision he’d ever made, and if learning pottery meant more time with you, he was more than ready to become the next great potter.

or, at the very least, the guy who made you laugh.

𝓢igning off... @penghoon

── 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 [OPEN 🗯] @onlyhees @amouriu @greentulip @enhluv1 @samiikeu @hoonwhile @dearrwoni

[heartchoi]

fwb!yeonjun x gn!reader, suggestive/fluff (and a little angsty if you think about it), 632 words

It's warm. Yeonjun is panting against your bare chest, hands struggling to hold himself up after a particularly strong orgasm. Drool begins to fall from the corner of your lip, but Yeonjun swipes it clean with his thumb before shoving it into his mouth.

He can't hold himself up any longer. He collapses on top of you. Warm skin against skin, heavy breathing, the stickiness on your thighs transferring to his own.

It's messy, so messy.

"Yeonjun." You call out for him after you both recover.

Yeonjun makes a muffled "hmm?" sound. He's still panting, taking deep whiffs of your scent.

"We need to clean up, Jun. Can you roll over? I'll get some towels."

He doesn't have the energy to protest and whine this time, he just rolls over, finally facing the ceiling and relaxing in the soft comfort of your bed. Yeonjun’s eyes are shut tightly, trying to remember the warmth of your skin, your pretty noises, your—

You close the door to your bedroom as you seek some towels. It snaps him out of his daydream. Yeonjun’s eyes open, and he’s in an empty room, an empty bed.

He doesn’t like feeling this way. He knows he can’t do this, can’t date you, can’t love you the way he wants to. It wasn’t what you both agreed on. It just wouldn’t be right.

Yeonjun doesn’t even know if he’s ready for that sort of commitment. He’s fucked around with people before you, yes, but he hasn’t had a serious relationship. The fact that his heart and mind yearn for you in ways that go beyond hookups terrifies him.

But now, all he wants to do is hold you, caress your skin, have your hair tickle his neck as he sets his head on top of yours, safe and secure in his arms. He wants your warmth to invade every crevice of his body, swallowing him whole in what he can only describe as love.

Yeonjun allows you to help clean him up when you come back. The warm, damp cloth leaving wet trails on his skin.

“Can you stay for breakfast, at least?” Yeonjun asks you. It surprises you a little— he hasn’t ever asked that before.

“That’s new. I can stay if you want to, but you know I have work.” You reply. Yeonjun sighs in response. “Oh, no. It’s okay. You shouldn’t be late to work.” He assures you, but maybe you’d be willing to, for him. He holds out hope that maybe you’d just stay.

“You’re so sweet, Jun. I might stay next time.”

Oh. Well, if not tonight, maybe next time. Waiting for the next time he gets to have you shouldn’t be so bad.

He’s lying. He’s desperate to have you stay, even if it’s the only time you’ll sleep in the same bed for a night.

“You know, I can cook. Used to cook for my friends when we went to the States. I made some damn good eggs. I can treat you to a good breakfast, promise.” Yeonjun offers. He’s certainly a sight, because he’s still very much naked aside for the fact theres a blanket covering his lower half. It flusters you a little. “I’m sure you’re great at it, Jun.” You sigh out.

“Seriously though, can you just stay? Just for tonight?” He pleads.

Yeonjun’s eyes were hopeful, glimmering while he waits for an answer. Your gaze softens, lips parting as you come up with a reply.

He’s cute. It wouldn’t hurt to stay. Wouldn’t break the… thing you both have going on.

“I’ll stay.”

Perhaps it was when you were wrapped in his arms, his comforter covering the both of you as your head rests against his chest, his heart beating against your ear, that you felt something more.

a/n: hi, im back. im sorry i haven’t wrote anything in a while, but my midterms have finished and i’ll be writing in a bit in october :) please accept this short drabble hehe

[oppopotamus]

Imagine sub!top!reader visiting dom!bottom!geto about a cursed spirit and Geto says the only way to cure it is a night with him but little does the reader know it goes beyond one night. 😶

More than one night

geto suguru x sub top male reader

this was so fun to write ohmygodddd thank you for this req.. im sorry it took so long anon

hes a bit ooc at the start but its gets better towards the end i promise

Warning: NSFW

"Ugh.. Hello?" You say groggily, answering the phone call that you received.

"(Name), I need you to come over. Now." The voice on the other end of the call says.

"Huh, who is this?"

"It's Suguru, I need you to come over to my place right now.. It's about a cursed spirit."

"Ugh, I'll be over soon then." You hang up the phone before he can respond and get up, checking the time you realise that it's in the early hours of the morning.

You get up from your bed and put on your clothes, quickly rushing out the door and getting in your car to drive to Geto's home.

You receive a text on your way to his house, you know it's bad to text and drive but it could be important so you discreetly open it whilst keeping your eyes on the road. You're an experienced driver, no way you'd crash.

You're more confident than Gojo sometimes.

The text reads, I figured out how to get rid of the curse, then not even a minute later saying, I'm going to need your help with this. It's really important, then another messaging saying, sorry, (Name).

You're starting to get worried as to what's going on, Suguru is pretty strong so why is he asking for your help? You're strong sure but not on his level.

Finally arriving at his place you leave your car and head to his door and knock, once, twice, and then the door slams open to reveal Geto looking.. Disheveled.

"Hey uh are you alright? You don't look too good. And where's this-" Before you can even finish your sentence, Suguru drags you in by your shirt and slams the door shut behind you.

"I need your help to get rid of this curse." Geto looks up at you not saying anything more.

"Okay sure but maybe you should tell me where exactly it is so I can-" Once again he cuts you off saying, "The curse is inside me and the only way to get rid of it is for you to sleep with me."

He says it so fast you can barely even comprehend what he just said.. Did he just say you need to sleep with him to get rid of a curse thats INSIDE of him?

You stand there dumbfounded for a few moments while he looks up at you nervously. This isn't like him at all, something must be seriously wrong because he has never acted like this before.

"Oh well okay I guess." You simply shrug as he looks at you shocked.

"That's it? Seriously?"

"If that's what it takes to get rid of the curse then sure.. I mean you're my friend I'd do anything for you."

He looks away at the mention of friend.

"But how did you know that we have to have sex for the curse to go away and I don't really sense any curse to be honest."

You feel a bit dumb at the fact you can't sense anything. Jujutsu sorcerers should always be able to sense curses and if Geto can apparently sense it then there must be something wrong with you!

I mean Geto would never lie about a cursed spirit.. Right?

"I just know alright. Now can we just not talk about it and just do.. it?" You're a bit confused but just shrug and agree and so, you lean closer to him.

"Where do you want me?" You ask, he smirks at you before saying, "On your knees."

Now that's more like the Geto you know. He's always in control. You love how hot he looks when he's in charge so you obey and get on your knees in front of him whilst never once taking your eyes off of him.

"Good boy." Suguru whispers quietly, making you shiver at his cool words.

You open your mouth to say something before he interrupts you saying, "Go ahead." Hey, did he read your mind or something? Also why does he keep interrupting you!?

You grumble a bit at the continuous interruptions but since he's given you permission, you trail your hands up to his waist where his pants lay on his hips and slowly drag them down along with his underwear so they pool at his ankles.

He lifts his legs up to take them off then kicks them away to somewhere else in the room.

While looking up into his eyes, waiting for any sign of disapproval which you never get, you take his half-hard cock into your hands and just slowly trace your fingers along it while coming in close and peppering the softest kisses onto his cock as though you were lovers who were infatuated with each other.

His breath catches in his throat as your tongue leaves your mouth and you drag it up to the tip of his cock where you grab his cock and rub the tip all over your tongue.

You smirk up at him as you do, tapping his cocking against your tongue in an almost teasing manner.

"No teasing." He says commandingly. You want to disobey, but you don't. Instead you swallow and then take the first half of his cock into your mouth, dragging your mouth up and down as though you were an expert at giving head.

Eventually you work your way further down his cock, taking his small gasps and moans as a sign of approval to keep going.

You reach the base of his dick and choke so you immediately pull off of his cock and cough, trying to gather more air into your lungs.

"Ah, you're doing so well for me.. Just a little more." You look up at him, going back to working your way down his cock and eventually when you get to the base again you attempt to pull back before his hand reaches down and holds your head in place.

You tear up and gag on his dick attempting to pull your head back even more. Even slapping your hands on his thighs and trying to push his legs back to no avail.

Though eventually he lets your head go again and you cough and gasp for air. Small tears form in your eyes but they don't dare fall.

"Sorry, love but it just felt so good. I won't do it again, I promise."

You just nod in response.

Geto moves and turns around walking over to the living room where the couch is seated and sits down on it. He beckons you to follow him and so you do, getting up with slightly wobbly legs, those will surely bruise tomorrow, and you stand in front of him.

"Take off your clothes." You comply, it's hard to disobey when he speaks in such a tone.

You quickly strip off your clothes until you're bare in front of him. Your cock standing at full attention. It's bigger than Geto ever imagined.

Suguru, still with only his shirt on, tells you to sit beside him as he lays down on his back and spreads his legs.

You gulp at the sight and turn so you're both laying missionary-style, you kneeling between his legs with your hands on his waist. Was his waist always this small?

You patiently wait for his order and let your eyes rake over his body. Suddenly he wraps his legs around your waist and pulls you in closer by the waist which makes you lose your balance so you position your arms so your forearms are each laying on the sides of his head. Your faces are merely inches apart.

Your face gets red at the close proximity, now you're embarrassed?

You have no idea what to do. Just continue waiting for his command, for his order, for his instructions.

"I'm already prepped just.. Go on and put it in." He says reaching his arms up to wrap them around your neck.

You are trying so hard to kiss him but you're not lovers. You're just helping a friend out. Friends don't kiss or anything like that. This is a one time thing, that's it, then you'll both go back to being buddies.

You shake your head out of your thoughts before saying, "Are you sure you don't need to be prepped again.. It might hurt."

He chuckled at your cautiousness.

"Do not worry the uh.. Curse nullifies the pain."

You're a little suspicious at this so-called curse. You have no idea how fucking him will change anything but you just go along with it.

"If you're sure then.." You comply and bring one hand down to your cock, aligning it with his hole and ever so slowly press in.

"You don't need to be so.. ngh.. gentle." He says looking up at you.

You feel nervous and just nod pressing all the way in and bringing your arm back to lie next to his head.

You both groan at the feeling.

You sit up a little so you can see him better and slowly begin thrusting in and out. He told you not to be gentle but you can't help it, you don't want to hurt him!

Eventually though you do start to speed up to which both of your moans get louder and louder.

Geto's nails claw at the back of your neck and you grunt at the tightness of his hole.

You bring yourself back down to bring your mouth to his neck and plant a kiss there before muttering a sorry and then biting down on his neck.

Suguru shouts at the bite you left. It bleeds down his neck as you plant another kiss onto it muttering another sorry.

You look almost like a sad puppy in the way you apologize.

"Haah.. Do it, again.. Please." You're slightly shocked at how even through the pain he still wants you to bite him more and at the fact that you're surprised he can even talk with how hard you're fucking him at this point.

Though you bite him again, and again, and again, 'till he has bite marks all over his neck. Red seeping over his throat and down his chest bleeding onto his white shirt. Yeah, that's definitely not going to come out.

You suddenly groan out, you can feel yourself getting even closer but judging by Suguru's look he's even closer.

You bring one hand down to his cock and stroke it.

"Too much!" He shouts but you keep going until cum spurts out of his cock and all over his shirt. Yeah, that shirt is most definitely ruined now.

Seeing how his pretty face contorts and his eyebrows knit together when he cums makes you feel hot and you nearly cum on the spot just seeing the way he looks when he ejaculates.

You let go of his cock and keep thrusting, nearing your orgasm.

Geto writhes beneath you, not even being able to speak at this point with how overstimulated he is.

So, before he gets even more overstimulated you pull out and jerk yourself off until you spill your own cum onto his shirt.

Yeah, that shirt needs to be burnt at this point.

You both sit there, panting for a moment.

"Is the curse gone now?" You say. "Oh yes uhm yes definitely." Geto responds.

You're extremely suspicious and never felt the presence of a cursed spirit so you ask, "Was there ever even a cursed spirit?"

Suguru turns slightly red at the question and looks at you trying to feign innocence before responding saying, "No, there wasn't."

"Hah! I knew it. This was just a ploy to have sex with me wasn't it? You could've just asked y'know."

Geto just laughs in response before shaking his head and moving to sit up, you start laughing with him, you both sit there for a moment, looking at each other just giggling like children.

Maybe this won't be just a one time thing after all..

[bearballing]

hey, saw ur reblog about meta surgery, just wondered if you could tell me anything about your experience? as im considering getting the same surgery as u someday (: thanks!

sure, did you want to know anything specific? i'll list some stuff here too though:

i just had simple release and opted to not have urethral lengthening

recovery time and pain level was more than top surgery. i was given a bunch of strong pain killers so it was like manageable, but it was maybe 4-5 weeks before i could do stuff "normally" again

i had a total hysto at the same time so that probably made it a little harder to recover from but it wasn't like agonising or anything.

i had a catheter in for 6 weeks after even though i didn't get UL because my surgeon wanted to make sure i didn't get pee or anything on any sutures lol. having it taken out was by far the single weirdest physical sensation i have ever felt (it only lasted like 2 seconds tho), weirder than having top drains out

i could have had testicle implants and a monsplasty 6 months later but i was moving country that year so i didn't plan anything. i would assume i could have also gotten a vaginectomy if i wanted.

my surgeon sort of did a scrotoplasty already and put some belly fat in it (lol), i haven't heard of any other surgeon doing this but it does look like a regular ballsack even though it's "empty".

he also asked me if i wanted the head of the dick to be left smooth and round or if i wanted to have it shaped like how a natal dick's head is. i got it shaped. the whole thing also looks like it's uncircumcised which is cool?

i got sensation back Very quickly after surgery.

sitting down wasn't that much of an ordeal but being sat down/being in bed for such long periods was so i had to get one of those doughnut cushions so my butt wouldn't get (more) sore. i also got a little rolling desk that you can extend over bed so i wouldn't have my laptop right on top of me. lifesaver

because i had a hysto at the same time, i had to wear pads for a while. my balls got pretty sore from this but after i stopped wearing the pads it didn't take long for them to go back to normal

someone suggested i get a pocket mirror to be able to look at everything better while i was recovering and it was a good idea.

for stuff like well beyond surgery:

it's small but looking at it, it's unmistakenly a dick n balls.

it acts like a natal dick. you can see it get hard and soft and twitch and everything.

it feels like one as well, just smaller. like as in using your hand to touch it.

trimming the hair around it makes it look bigger. monsplasty will also definitely make it look bigger

i'm getting phalloplasty in a few years, and i've heard that having meta first (with or without UL) can make the stage 1 surgery a little easier on you.

[charmedreincarnation]

hii maya!!! i have a success story and im so excited bc this is my first manifestation success story.

for context for everyone else, i was getting bullied at my workplace. my boss hated me and would mock me in front of people and my coworkers disliked me and disincluded me from things and talked behind my back. It was so bad and i was searching for another job instead even though this was so close to my house, the pay was good, the actual work was easy. etc. I told maya abt this and she was such an angel and would let me vent to her and gave me a lot of advice about manifesting.

I wish I could say that I took her advice and changed my life but I honestly struggled a lot. I rmbr crying every single night before going to work and constantly just dreading being there or the thought of having to be there.

But everytime I vented, maya would always tell me to just affirm while listening to theta waves as I was going to sleep so I tried to atleast do that. In hindsight this was a really big thing. I was recently looking into SATS and reading posts about how important what you do before sleeping is because you are super suggestible. I think crying every night made me keep manifesting that my job sucked and stuff whereas affirming that it was great helped to start changing that.

I also tried to ignore the bullying and just act like I was being treated correctly. Like one time my boss said that she wished she had hired someone else and before I would have said nothing and just gone home and cried but instead I just laughed, taking it as a joke, and said that I'll make sure to work hard so that she can be proud of hiring me.

Slowly over the course of 2 weeks things started to change. We got 2 new people added into the team and one of them sits next to me and is my friend and I talk to him a lot. My boss and coworkers are okay with me now, like we have nice small talks and I haven't been undermined in a while. I made an error and before it would have become a big issue and while I did get scolded slightly, it was more of a "be more careful when doing this" versus what I usually got which was "you are so stupid, why are you like this." I also made a lot of other friends at work and work is pretty fun! I look forward to going to work sometimes (not all the time bc I'd rather just be at home in bed) but yeah it has changed so much and I'm much happier.

i just want to thank you so much maya. you are such an angel and i genuinely appreciate you so much. i can't wait to come back to you with a void success story!!

I am beyond proud of you! Your Success is proof that you overcame everything and persevered. But I actually want to point out your reaction to your boss, and encourage everyone to follow suit. You quite literally laughed at the 3D which is what I would do metaphorically but I mean physically probably works better lol.

Regardless I’m happy for everything you’ve accepted as yours. I’m also glad this is only encouraging you to want to go farther and achieve your entire dream life, not just a good one you can tolerate. When I reached this stage I remember I had a thought like “well maybe I should just accept this” “or it’s not that bad now I guess so do I really need to continue or can I chill” and if you have to ask yourself that the answer is no and you know you deserve it all at the highest degree.

[pumpkinrootbeer]

I am DYING to talk about Alastor. He’s absolutely my favorite, I love sassy little shits, especially when they’re otherwise the picture of manners.

I do think he made a deal with Lilith. They were gone for the same amount of time, he clearly isn’t at full power (wings clipped! Mouth sewn!!) and he at first didn’t seem to like Charlie at all. Sure, she’s powerful, but nobody knew that, especially not her. She annoyed him, but grew on him for sure and how he wants to protect her but can’t since he’s not able to summon his full power yet. Charlie may be able to get him out of his deal, or maybe he thinks she can use her relationship with her mom to convince her to let him go. Hence the favor!

My theory is Lilith asked him to watch over the hotel and possibly to kill Lucifer. She had to get into heaven somehow, and what better way than to betray the man she left Adam for? She sewed his mouth shut so that he couldn’t tell anyone and sent him to help build her daughter’s dream. Possibly also to sabotage it? Although we don’t see him doing this beyond the first episode. Husk clearly knows something, because when he comes back Al specifically turns to Husk in warning before turning to Charlie’s hug.

ANYWAY would love to hear your thoughts!!

I LOVE ALASTOR genuinely its really fun to see an ace character who isn't a robot, or emotionless, or comically innocent. super fun time for me specifically. also quick sidebar, how they went about showing his depth by him literally loosing it was so satisfying and works so well for his character. hazbin baby im so sorry i doubted your writing so onto the theories! i do 100% think lilith and alastor are connected, and i dont think it would be stretch to say she's the one who owns his soul. the reinforced detail of 7 years obviously is a big piece of evidence, along with his hate of lucifer, but her being in heaven reinforces it more for me honestly because of Zestial's line in episode 3 "Some hath spun wild tales of you falling to... holy arms?". imo its either lilith or a character we havent meant yet. (ive seen people throw eve's name around 🤔) now weather or not she wants him to protect charlie and/or the hotel is another matter. its gonna be pretty hard to predict what exactly the terms are and what she wants from him (if anything!) until we get more content. i dont think its really much of a stretch to come to that conclusion and im not not saying i believe it, but im not really sold on it. if it turns out canon i woudnt be surprised tho lol

him hanging around charlie could be her mom wants him to protect her, hence the annoyance he holds towards her at first, or it could be she has status! sure they dont know how strong she is but shes the princess of hell, and everyone respects that to some degree. her side is the winning side! (another side bar alastor actually truly believing in her makes me so so emotionally ill 😭 like he didnt doubt shed be able to rally people. and he lowkey encouraged her with his little shit talk pep talk. mi amor... babito....)

the stitches across his mouth, the way he dances around his 7 year absence, the way he completely switches up with husk when his deal is mentioned could all be unrelated but hazbin doesn't exactly do coincidences. the details are all very purposeful, ever since the pilot, so i do think he cant talk about it.

i also am inclined to believe that he didnt make the deal for his power and the deal is actively restricting it. for one, its more interesting imo. two, the line "once i figure out how to unclip my wings, then i'll be pulling all the strings" he clearly thinks he'll be stronger out of the deal, which sure, could be his arrogance. or the reason why hes so arrogant is because he used to be able to back up his talk 100%. i mean the kind of sheer confidence he has is absurd, he wasnt scared of adam, he wasnt scared of lucifer. he acts like someone who is just not used to being weaker than anyone. part of the reason hed be so desperate for freedom is because the deal is literally a threat on his life. he almost died for them!

tbh not sure if husk knows the specifics of the deal or not, because that scene in the finale could just be alastor being alastor. "haha bitch u thought" type beat. either way!! im pretty pumped for s2 and seeing alastors inevitable downward spiral. beat him up again. also maybe he makes some more friends pretty please

[lucille-artstuff]

doll

i wake up with a jolt,, my breathing is heavy and my muscles ache,

i look across the room at my bookshelf and see you there, you're still here.

the cute dress i made for you creates only a sillouhette in the dark but it's all the reassurance i need, you're still here and i can go back to sleep.

in the morning i get ready as usual, as i walk past i notice a few cracks in your porcelain, your neutral expression now bares a thin line across your cheek.

i'm not sure how this is possible,, i didn't see you fall from your place on the shelf, nor have you moved at all since yesterday.

i decided tonight i'll keep you on my bedside table,, i like having you in my room but i would hate for anything bad to happen to you.

even holding you in my hands now worries me, what if i accidentally break you more?

what if by simply picking you up and holding you causes more cracks to appear?

i try not to worry so much and gently place you next to my bed, being so high on the shelf isn't safe for you anyway.

i'm getting ready for bed and can't help but glance at you repeatedly, i'm in denial about what i'm seeing.

a teardrop has appeared on your face, a blue painted teardrop, with a white highlight sits above your left cheek.

i checked the security cameras and no one came in here all day, i don't understand how this is possible.

what is happening to my doll?

beyond this, another crack has formed, branching across the bridge of your nose.

there's something about the darkness within the cracks that scares me, i feel worried that this is happening in general, but looking inside the cracks provoked a deep fear in me.

i'm starting to question my reality, and myself, i wanted you because you're so very cute, i saw you on sale and knew i had to have you.

it's been a few months since then and your presence would always make me feel comforted but there's something happening that i don't understand and i'm scared of losing you.

something outside of my control is causing you to break and i don't know what to do.

i trace my thumb across your cheek and the cracks slice my skin.

i look at the blood slowly forming a bead on my fingerprint.

it's not your fault, it's barely my fault.

i don't know why it's making me cry, it didn't even hurt, it's just another thing about this that i don't understand.

i clean the wound and try to get some sleep.

it's 4am and i hear a *clink*, i turn on my lamp and see you've fallen over, dreary and with eyes barely open i sit you up again, only for you to fall back again. *clink*

i don't get it, i don't get it, why is this happening, why is this happening.

my mind is racing, my head feels hot, why is any of this happening?

i sit up and get a better look at you.

your expression has changed..?

i know this has to be impossible,, the porcelain ridges in your eyebrows are slanted now,, you're sad.

this isn't the doll i know, it can't be, it doesn't make any sense.

maybe i'm dreaming?

i don't know what to do, i don't even realise i'm crying again.

just holding you in my hands hurts, i wish this wasn't happening.

i'm at work a few sleepless hours later, i'm pretty certain it's not a dream at this point, i can't focus on my work and you're the only thing on my mind.

i feel like im going crazy.

my coworkers asked me why i'm crying at multiple times throughout the day, i look up at them confused and say i'm not crying.

i blink and don't feel the tears running down my face.

[vintagedoctor]

my friend is discovering fallout 4 for the first time

i love fallout 4. ive played that game to death and beyond. i know most details and all the endings and many of the quests and weapons and - yes im well aware of its problems, but i still enjoy it. i did enjoy it. ive moved on to other, better rpgs *cough cough baldurs gate 3 cough cough* and didnt think much of my beloved 1st person post apocalypse talking simulator. until my friend told me he got it and started playing it. for some reason i had already assumed he already played it but to my surprise, he knew nothing of the franchise. he had dabbled in skyrim for a bit, sure, but apparently he had no knowledge of bethesda's 2nd masterpiece. when i was in a voice call with him next, he of course, shared his screen so i could watch him stumble along the commonwealth, dying to bugs and raiders alike. he had gotten to the raider gang in the corvega assembly plant, the one in power armor and with a rocket launcher. i misremembered what the raider had and told my friend to beware the fat man. he didnt know what that was. he didnt know what the fatman was. thats when i realized something.

i had played fallout 4 for well over 400 hours, pretty low compared to other people but enough to where i can spew out random facts about that damn game. but my friend not knowing what the fatman was- the most iconic weapon in the fallout franchise- made me realize how fresh this is all to him. here is someone who is discovering this world with new eyes, not knowing a single thing abt the commonwealth or the minutemen or the shitty story or the repetive quests. when people wish to relive their favorite games in fresh eyes, they wish for this. here i was, as my friend's guide thru this junkpile of a game, seeing it thru new eyes once again. the thrill of discovery, smth i strive for but shy away from. im scared to try new things. i love my sameness. but that gets boring. it sure as hell gets boring. but not anymore.

i saw this as much when my friend stumbled upon covenant and i told him it was a good quest. i maybe shouldnt have even told him that but i wanted him to see it for himself and made sure he did it before it locked him out. he did the entry quiz, making a joke about how hes not getting let in and showed surprise when he was. now for me, i know u r let in no matter ur answer- a mix of irony w the whole synth test and also bethesda game design- so it was fun to see his shock. he walked around covenant and i suggested to him to get deezers lemonade. he tried to get infinite but sadly, all you get is what deezer has in stock. that started the quest and he was making comments about how sus the town was. yes! hes on the right track. he now had to track down a caravan and got mighty lost. i had to explain to him how quest markers work and surprisingly how to access his quest log. i guess its not all obvious to many. he had to leave shortly after but in dms he was telling me how he wanted to save a certain npc in covenant. my heart sank. bethesda doesnt work like that. if he turns against covenant, that npc that he loves will turn on him and he will be forced to kill her. idk if he has gotten that far in the quest line (i'll see later when he wakes up) but i dont want to imagine the disappointment.

thats what i realized with besthesda games. while they make great atmospheres and music and lore, the actual gameplay and rules are never clear. its not like baldurs gate where larian thought of every possible outcome for every quest. its more bethesda knows rpgs must have differing outcomes but doesnt understand what that means. when they market their games to be freedom of choice and play how you want and "see that mountain, you can climb that", it sets an expectation. an expectation they dont follow thru on. i hope this doesnt dissuade my friend from continuing. i think he will really enjoy some of the quests and especially power armor. he already decided to play for a power armor build. it would be very funny if he sided with the brotherhood of steel for his first run, as i did since i was a dumb kid and didnt understand the blatant military critique that it was. he might, as i did, think, big gun means fun time. thats perfectly fine. the factions in fallout 4 arent as deep philosophically as bethesda treats them to be.

all in all, watching my friend discover this great game for the first time has reminded me of my struggles with the game. he even had his first bugs due to modding. a bug i had similar issues with but we quickly solved. my hope for him is that he finds as much passion in the game as i do. theres a reason its in my top 5 games.

[metaldragoon]

hello! i love your gifs. how do you make them look so good? what settings do you use in photoshop? i'm a beginner when it comes to gifs and i could use some help!

How 'bout go fuck yaself, huh?!

Just kidding. Hello! Thank you for the message, I am easily swayed to do anything in the name of praise. Before I get started, although by the time you've read this I've already finished, feel free to IM me and I would be happy to very finely detail explicitly how I do things for anyone with the nose for knowledge in GIF making.

The first and most important thing is to capture whatever you can in as high as quality it comes in. 720p? Don't even waste my time. So anyways, you've got your crispy beautiful animation imported, it's time to resize it.

The two important things are to go slightly over the final canvas size you want (500px wide) and to adjust the resample to Bicubic Sharper (or Bicubic, I don't notice any difference). I'm sure it's not universally the best option to use Bicubic Sharper but I've never bothered double checking. Then adjust the canvas size, knock off at least 2 pixels to trim a pixel from the top, bottom, and sides of the GIF. Since GIFs are binary with their transparency, when you resize it the edges can get ugly-looking as some pixels are 100% opacity and some are 0% opacity, that's why I crop that extra pixel from each side. I happen to be using a pretty poor example with my Slam Dunk GIF I'm making since it's not a standard 16:9 ratio, so mine will actually be cropped to 500x268 instead of a standard 500x280. If you're working on something that's 4:3 which is like old school anime style, crop it before adjusting the image size so it's 1440x1080, then resize it and it should be 502x377, to which you would then crop it to 500x375. I actually often crop even wide screen things to a 4:3 ratio because it's usually just unnecessary space on the sides and it makes our focal point pop more!

This is less relevant with digital animation, it's much cleaner and doesn't have as much noise, but if we're in our hand-drawn era, frames be shakin' and grainy! We only have 256 colours so any non-vital frames should be removed so they're not hogging up our sharp colours. I have quite a small GIF here, 36 frames is no big deal, so the quality won't be necessarily important, but if you're doing something that's 200 frames it'll definitely losing a bit of colour and wasting a tonne of space.

Again, a tiny 36 frame gif isn't the best, but by picking out shaky frames or ones that have blips you can see a bit of a contrast difference specifically in the clouds in this example thanks to having those extra colours, and the start of the GIF doesn't shake as much. The first GIF is also twice the size (1.92 MB vs 954 KB) which means I could make a GIF twice as long with doing this before worrying about size issues. This is what my final timeline looks like:

Beyond that, I wouldn't really do anything. I specifically adjusted each frame to match the original speed just so they would sync up the same for my comparison but normally I would have just re-timed every frame to be 0.12 seconds and adjust it using my own personal eye test to see if I think anything needs to be sped up or can be cut out even further.

You can also add some overlay adjustments if you want, depending on the show I'll bother with that but usually it affects the quality, but dark scenes can sometimes need it. The only four I ever touch are brightness/contract, vibrance, hue/saturation, and colour balance. I don't have any specific numbers I use, I just slide them around until I'm happy with the result. Ultimately, I like to just keep shows as they were originally because my main goal is archival of things I like, but it can be nice to add some pop with brighter colours on shows with a dull palette. But yeah, feel free to message me in IM if you want more help. I'll help with a specific GIF so what I've said is maybe a little easier to understand how to apply things. There's lots of more other things you can do if you are more dedicated like blurs and sharpens but I don't really bother with that anymore.

[raviosprovidence]

I'm sure this is a struggle many writers can relate to so im just here to get my feelings out

So for background, I want to be a screenwriter. I've always been fascinated by stories blah blah blah you know the drill. When I was about 15/16, I created my own urban fantasy universe that i now dub the MTU (mythic telivised universe). Over the years, many stories within this universe came and went, and as of right now, I have 3 *solid, defined shows that are very fleshed out*. One story has been around for almost 7 years, one has been around for almost 5 years, and one has been around coming up on a year. Two of them have at least one spin offs that are developed as well.

Around the time of last year, I was wanting to do more. I realized i did not want to be beholden to this universe as my only way to tell stories. I needed more. Thus, started my journey to try and make something new.

My first attempt was a rewrite of hades/persephone, but in my own lore and actually making it make sense. I got pretty far into development, actually making a world and developing a fair few of plotlines. In the end, due to a lot of different things going on in my life, i ended up dropping it. After that, i created the last of my MTU main series, and sort of forgot about making something else.

Throughout the next few months, I cycled through many, many different universes outside the MTU. A story re-imagining hyrule. A pirates story. A story about 7 different chosen ones that was about finding yourself and your family. A story about mermaids (which some of y'all know as Current) that was gonna be about working together and rebuilding. A monster collector story critiquing the genre. A story about bird people trying to find peace in their land. There were probably many, many more nuggets that were dropped.

I eventually realized i had a problem. I had so many ideas that *could* be true fleshed out stories. But I couldn't commit no matter how hard I tried. And it was especially infuriating (and I'm sure funny) to my irl friends who i rambled to about these stories. I was so desperate to show I wasn't a one trick pony and that I absolutely could make something different, that I never sat down and actually, well, thought about the idea beyond a few weeks. It's incredibly frustrating to be known as a creative and be "too creative for your own good." Never settling on anything because you're always chasing after the high of starting something new. I was comparing myself to...well, myself. The past me who was in high school/college and had way more patience to actually sit down and develop something. For some reason, I felt like i was running out of time. As of right now, I am about to enter the last year of my educational career. And chances are, I probably won't go back to just Going To School ever again (if i do, i'll probably be working too). And yeah, maybe I do feel like i have something to prove. It's scary, going into the creative world up against so many other talented people. Against a career field that is failing its employees. Against literal robots who are trying to steal my job.

But i realize...I can't do anything about that. one day, I'll get some of my work out there. I'll just keep on creative and writing and excitedly telling my friends about my work. And as of right now, I actually made something outside the MTU that has a coherent storyline! And I'm proud of it!

If you guys want to ask me anything about my projects, past of pressent, or want to vent about creation. Go ahead. My asks are open. I'm here for y'all

[theeeveetamer]

Yesss Omg im glad im not the only one whose kinda left out of fandom cause of Twitter.

Like I can't handle twt at all. I've never really been on it. I made an account cause all the artists are there and then never touched it again.

It's just overwhelming. Maybe I just need to acclimate to it ? I dont know... but now Elon musk has taken over so what's the point?

Sadly FE feels pretty dead cause I'm only on tumblr lol

🤝

Don't worry anon, I'll still be here on Tumblr even if no one else is. Unless, IDK, Mastodon develops a real obvious fandom presence and Tumblr goes down in a blazing dumpster fire of glory. I do think there's less content here for 3H than there was during FE Fates, but also we're in the lull between games right now so there's not a lot going on with FE anyway (beyond teaser stuff, which I imagine a lot of people are ignoring so as to not be spoiled)

I'm sure that if I were forced to I could, eventually, find a way to make Twitter work for me, but other than fan art being over there I really don't think the platform would work for what I like to do. I generally love creating long, involved HCs and stories, which is really hard to do with less than 250 characters. And the experience is greatly diminished when I can't bounce the ideas back and forth with other interested parties. Like, one of my favorite 3H experiences was when me and a then rando (now mutual) spent like two days riffing a Lambert/Rodrigue fic back and forth

Also, the only time one of my tweets "blew up" it caught the attention of a group of Literal Nazi furries, and that was weird for me. I would have preferred if that never happened. I had to block a lot of people that day. With Elon Musk now in charge I imagine I'll be in a lot more Nazi Furry situations so you know what, I'll pass

[apparitionary]

oct 16 2024

things i need to talk about in therapy once im not drowning in school and actually have time to go

muttering under my breath to myself when im anxious or embarrassed about expressing my feelings or how they were interpreted. never loud enough for anyone to hear, never in front of people, but i keep noticing it:

fuck you

you didnt even care

you fucking idiot

how i felt the same level of hopelessness and free fall that i felt when i first started earlier tonight.

still defaulting to "i want my mom" at 21 years old and not being able to cry sometimes until this thought gets in the mix. i am so mature and have always been so mature and i am so fucking smart. i feel ridiculous regressing back in this way. i get so emotional thinking about my childhood and im not sure what to make of it. there was a lot of love but there was so much loneliness. i fear the depth of this loneliness has distorted everything good. i dont know how i was supposed to handle any of it.

i dont know how i was supposed to handle any of it. but more so i dont know how i am supposed to move through a world that has been shaped in such a way. everyone has their own lore and bonding over the similarities is major in not feeling isolated. a lot of times it feels like my experience isn't necessarily so bad its unheard of but so weird and absurd and specific that no one else has really experienced the world the way i am right now. i hate saying it. i dont want to sound like i think im special or uniquely tortured or something. i want to feel normal more than anything, whatever that means to me.

im so scared of dying. recently when im high ive had a few instances of becoming acutely and overwhelmingly aware of my own mortality and the mortality of everyone i love. i am petrified beyond words of how unknown it is. i am even more afraid of the process of aging and becoming aware that you will die soon. my dad is older and its really frightening to me. seeing how the surgery had him down and seeing him not be able to move like he used to is one of the worst things ever.

all i have ever wanted is to be understood and still be loved.

i know im pretty. i cant explain this in relation to why restricting what i eat is such a massive factor for how i feel about myself on a certain day. maybe it all ties back to how i felt as a kid.

sometimes i wish i was exceptionally ugly and deformed so no one would use me for my body anymore. maybe this has something to do with why i cant stop fucking c^tting myself.

I never feel numb but I often feel empty

again. i am so intelligent and capable and independent and self-aware. but oh my god my crux is love. i swear i'll be on my own and its not that i cant handle being on my own its that i have always been such a fucking lover and so starved for understanding and attention. ive always loved love. i have never come by it easily.

[zaptap]

so i played splatoon 1 for 57 hours when i came back to it in the last couple months. that puts it at 440, just under splatoon 2 (which is at 450)

really makes me realize how little i played splatoon 2, relative to how much content it had and how long it was the newest game.

after a year or so of splat1, basically ignoring every other wii u game i got after that to play splatoon more (3ds escaped this only by being portable) i went into splat2 resolving to not leave a trail of unfinished games behind me again

buuuut that just created a different issue. new game comes out, i'm like ok i'll get through this and go back to splatoon.... then another new game comes out before i can do that. and i still didn't even finish most of them. probably the bulk of my splat2 activity comes from the first 3 months before mario odyssey released, and the month or two after octo expansion, and the rest is just keeping up with the new content, splatfests, and hitting the salmon run checkpoints and dropping in for special rotations. i could've played more. i should've played more

i'm taking a different approach with splatoon 3. yeah, they're still making games i want to play that aren't splatoon. but i like splatoon more. so it should have priority. and i've discovered the secret to not feeling bogged down by a lot of unfinished games i've bought is to just... not buy a lot of games. in the past i'd buy stuff if i got a good deal or if i just wanted to make sure i got it when it was available (since i prefer physical). and spending money on that means i feel more obligated to play it and i feel bad if i don't fit it in

but, welllllll, when i got the splat3 oled i hacked my launch model switch and so now uh. i'm not worried about missing out on switch games. if i wanted them i could get them whenever. and it removes the whole "i paid for this i should get my money's worth" obligation. (and yeah i prefer physical but getting a good deal is a good tradeoff to go digital. especially if the deal is free). anyway i haven't actually done anything with my hacked switch beyond setting it up but the option certainly is there. i'd still end up buying games i intend to play online though (which is pretty much just splatoon and pokemon, the latter just for trading and home compatibility)

so yeah in the year and a half since splatoon 3 released literally the only other games i've gotten are pokemon violet (and its dlc) and totk. im not even done with either of them (though in violet all i have left to do is get the rest of the post-dlc legendaries). probably will buy the ttyd remake too. other than that it's just been splatoon 3

i kind of don't want to play it too much though. i burned myself out playing splatoon 1 a lot ahead of the last splatfest (which is why i pretty much didn't touch it again until this year), and it took until splatoon 2 for me to want to play again.

but the issue there was i decided i wanted to hit level 50 during the last splatfest, and i was far enough away that i'd need to get a ton of exp each day to make it (i think something over 200? you get 5 exp for winning and 2 for losing so if that was 200 exp exactly, it'd be over 3 hours a day at BEST. i tended to win about 2/3 to 3/4 of the time in splat1 those days so it was at least on the shorter side, but still, you can imagine the strain this put on the fun i was having playing the game).

this is also why i don't particularly care about leveling up in splatoon 3 (especially since other players can't see your level this time). i recently hit level 50 after over 800 hours, probably about double how long i took to get there in splatoon 2 (i'm in the low 50s in there, maybe 54 at most). if salmon run gave exp though i'd be way higher (it should) (when are they updating it to do that) (seriously if they can add wandercrust support to it they can add exp too)

i do think i really need a break from splatoon at one point. there's enough that i want to do that i'll probably continue after content updates stop, but i don't want to keep playing daily all the way until splatoon 4 (whenever that is). i need to at least turn it into a weekly routine after that maybe. forget the first victory of the day bonus (catalogs wouldn't have anything important at that point i assume? mystery boxes like the extra catalogs i'm thinking), maybe at least catch each salmon run rotation's superbonuses for the cash drops (that's not a once a week thing though. that's like 4 days a week i think. better than daily, but still)

i would totally be fine if the next splatoon game didn't come out for like a decade. there's enough in 3 to last that long. but of course if they're making a new console, they're going to put splatoon on it. it's only a matter of when. would we be looking at 3 years after splat3 content stops, like last time? longer? shorter? who knows. may depend on whether some of the devs will have to do an animal crossing game in between again

[weaponsdrawn]

HI i just remembered to respond to this FUCK ok so

I MASSIVELY AGREE with the binjpipe takes. i think ETS was good/iconic if only because it was so like. JARRING in a good way. but it was so lighting in a bottle tbh, and like u said it isnt rlly good horror. only rlly shocking if ur actually attached to cookie, which ppl are. cookie gets replaced by an AI tried to be ETS all over again, and it wasnt, and it kinda rlly showed, like you said, how they shine best with comedy. also I FULLY AGREE. fuck, im pretty sure its one of the reasons ive just grown tired of jackbox by now, both me and my gf (we met thru shared jackbox love), its bc every time binjpipe happened we were just like "THIS SHIT AGAIN?????" like it just made any sort of investment in it or hopes of cookie getting better just. feel so fucking moot. why bother getting invested if its just constantly going to get dragged back up. the "evil streaming service" joke is dead. its BEYOND dead. we havent even heard of the binjlady anymore. its lost any sort of omnious buildup. to me binjpipe's appeal was that it clearly wasnt going to last long. it was a nightmare that was just going to keep on ramping up until it crashed and burned horrendously, and fuck thats SO cool to consider and write about. but they keep dragging it out, and now its just sad. its boring. fucking. selling adult films?? give me a break.

ok about the party packs, HONESTLY SAME. like idk the writing is what really gets me about it tbh. i guess theyre good party games (tho i can get bored really fast, save for roomerang, and even so thats mostly bc of the goofyness of the responses), but YEAH youre so right. like idk if its because theyre ALSO doing the international translations but ithink it goes with the fact that the hosts severely lack character. when its like for some games, its ok if they dont have character (quixort), but its like that means theres A BALANCE. pack 8, ok? games like job job and weapons drawn, that CALLS for the hosts having character because its putting you in a situation WHERE the host is an active part of that situation. its like "wow im really in funny office" or "wow im really doing a murder!!!" right now, yknow? Push the Button, DODE was her own character and had noteworthy quips and she was a vital part of the games story/framing device! todd is iconic bc hes such a chill internet guy and then he sends you to hell! felicia is all morbidly romantic bc youre on a MONSTER DATING SHOW. a lot of the games stand out BECAUSE of the unique situations ur in that envoke unique prompts/unique gameplay, meanwhile something like fixytext? i dont know SHIT about the host. and its kind of a shame that the cannon jackbox lesbian host we have is SO FUCKING BORING GOD. most i can get is that shes introverted, but i gen cant tell if its genuine, if its some kind of "akward bacon unicorn moment! #millenial" type shit, what the fuck even really IS Fixytext at the end of the day. what makes it more than google docs shitposting simulator. its such a fucking shame, esp for the TENTH PACK. like god maybe they rlly do need to take a hiatus bc the change in. writing quality is. idk it just didnt help my dropping fixtation i'll say that.

also wait FR????? JESUS CHRIST thats actually a shame, i wanted to try and play that game!!! (namely bc funny objectum) and like. the ONE naughty pack exclusive host and we get NOTHING about her. i dont even like the fucking conch shell design im sorry. jackbox crew yall are great but how in this green unholy earth do you expect ppl to draw and remember your designs when your hosts are so. flat. fuck, mayonnaise, fucking M BUBZ, is more memorable than nickolas kranrker whatever and dr nanners and jerri, i cant tell you a SINGLE thing about jerri tbh. its such a shame. i want to love these guys i really do but theres nothing that endears them to me.

tbh if they end up not doing anything for ydkj it'll be funny in a kinda sad way tbh. on the one hand it'd BE nice on the other hand yeah its been nothing since full stream, eh. could they even do a YDKJ anymore? i remember once upon a time there was all this hype/discussion of a "ride 2" where the only real roadblock was that buzz's VA has well moved on from voice acting i think, but ppl had ideas for giving him a new voice, maybe even making it a transgender reason, all this stuff. this was like a couple of years back. but its like god i'd be shocked if they even remember guy exists at this point. or nate. hes sorta got a chance given his VA is literally a core part of the crew.

also i getcha. glad i could offer a space to let ya vent like that lawl

roomerang completely fucking fumbled with giving rue any sort of character we could've had a fun host we could've had that snark we could've had ANYTHING to match the sheer amount of swag in her design but we got BASICALLY NOTHING/very vague hints of character ("I'm beside myself... and I look good!" And "dramaaaa!!! :3") which is CRUMBS compared to even the most one note hosts like glargan o'toe or civic doodle's hosts and as petty as it sounds it's kinda the reason I fell out of love with current jackbox </3

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[rileythelonelyalien]

Dottore x GN! Reader

A/N: Heyy !! im so glad to see such a wonderful response to my previous post I very much enjoyed reading the comments lol. Anyways here is a fluffy fic that is based around the reader making Dottore a scarf, I have more characters in a similar scenario as this in the works so I'll try to post those soon !! I hope you enjoy the fic :))

want to read the Pantalone version?

Being brought to Snezhnaya you had to get used to the cold , one of the ways you did this was developing a new hobby. You had taken the time to learn how to knit although painstaking and your fingers were slightly sore after practising you had managed to learn the ins and outs of the basics. Your first practice project was a scarf of your own , however after you had finished your scarf you eagerly began a new project: a scarf for your lover. It did get pretty cold in his lab , and whenever he went to his business meetings he would always come back and complain about the Snezhnayan climate. So you decided to maybe solve this problem of his. 

You had set out and procured some of the softest yarn you could get your hands on for his scarf , you weren't about to knit him an itchy scarf no-siree. As you sit down on the shared bed you set out your materials , as you start your project you hum to yourself enjoying how calming this new hobby was. The yarn was snuggly wrapped around your fingers as you maneuvered the yarn around the needles slowly but surely making steady progress , you couldn't help but feel excited to see how your lover would react to such a gift. 

After a few weeks of dedicating yourself to this project you were finally done! Although you did have a few close calls of Dottore almost catching you and your top secret project. Luckily you have been able to hide it just in time whilst keeping Dottore’s suspicion low. How exactly you managed to do this successfully is beyond you , but you knew better than to question it. Back to the present as soon as you had finished you did a quick overview of the scarf looking at every stitch checking and making sure it was absolutely perfect he deserved nothing less. After you were sure that everything was up to standard you cleared up your materials hurriedly and took the scarf holding it close to your chest as you rushed out of your bedroom and walked down the many halls that lead to your lover's lab. The closer and closer you etched closer towards his workplace you could feel an involuntary soft smile make its way onto your face. You couldn't contain your excitement as your paces fastened with every step you took , almost bursting from anticipation of his reaction. Alongside the smile on your face you could feel your heart begin to skip a beat , my goodness you were certainly very in love with this man.

 Once you were outside his lab , just by the doors you stood there. A wave of anxiousness came over you, the hand that was lifted to knock on his lab doors hesitated suspended in the air , waiting for any indication of action to be taken. With this sudden rush of anxiety , unwanted thoughts begin to swarm your mind ‘what if he's super busy with work? What if I'm going to disturb him and mess everything up? What if he doesn't even like the scarf?.’ All these thoughts were redundant yet you still couldn't help but let them consume you. Your hand lowered itself as it now dangled next to you almost limp as your previous enthusiasm began to slowly drain away. How could you feel so helpless it's just a scarf and it's making you feel like this ? It was simply ridiculous. Before you had the chance to turn back and attempt to gift him this scarf at another time the doors to his lab begin to open as you can hear the familiar voice of your lover leak into the hall , as well as the blinding lights from within spilling into the hall and illuminating your face. Your breathing hitches as you begin to panic , almost instinctively you hide the scarf that was held to your chest behind you back. 

What you didn't see coming was that Dottore was so preoccupied with his thoughts and assumed that no one would be standing right Infront of his lab doors he almost bumps into. He let out a slight exclamation of surprise when he realised that it was his beloved who was standing outside his lab ‘Oh? My dear, what brings you to my lab? Were you looking for me , is there something bothering you my love? Hm~?’ Although his eyes were covered by his mask , by the way he held you and the tone of voice he was using you could just tell that his eyes were giving you the softest look he was able to give. Just imaging that made your cheeks heat up. You manage to give him a response ‘ nothing is wrong my love i - …. I just came to visit you is all , I was feeling awfully lonely without you’ Although there was some truth behind what you had just told him, Dottore found it obvious that you were trying to conceal something. His hands which were currently holding your arms that were leading towards your back , he slithered his hands down to your waist as he leaned closer. With this sudden action you could feel your body grow warm as you felt quite flustered, you hadn't expected him to be so touchy straight off the bat. You were right to be suspicious of his actions as you could feel Dottore's hands find your own which were gripping onto the scarf that you had made for him. Without a second to spare the scarf is gently taken out of your grasp as he pulls away from you to be able to examine what he had just taken from you. He pushes the lab door open wider to let more light through to be able to fully observe the item , you glance inside the lab to see some of his clones working , they manage to catch you and you send them a small smile and the clone enthusiastically responds by blowing a kiss in your direction . You couldn't help but chuckle at this to yourself. 

However you are brought back to the situation at hand when you hear Dottore clear his throat in a quite obvious manner in order to gain your attention again. He rubs the scarf in between his fingers feeling the softness of the yarn ‘So … who is this garment for ?’ you let out a nervous laugh , before you answer his question ‘well- it's for you , I've been learning how to knit and since you always say that it's too cold I thought that I would make a scarf for you to use’. After you had said this Dottore's suave demeanour completely vanished. He brought his hand up to his mask as he lifted it up  to be able to make direct eye contact with you. His beautiful crimson eyes , surrounded by scar tissue, were watering ‘my love…’ was all he could breathe out before bringing you into an almost bone crushing hug. He whispered into your ear ‘ My dear I will cherish this scarf for as long as my body continues to live , I shall wear it to show of your exquisite craftsmanship’ As soon as he had finished praising you , he began to leave an abundance of kisses all over your face , gentle yet firm kisses all grateful to have a partner who has taken the time to gift him something. It had always been him spending hours in his labs working for others creating things for them and now the tables had turned , he was now on the receiving end for once. He was overjoyed that it was you as well , his first gift ever was given to him by his beloved. 

However only one dilemma now prevailed , the clones were bound to get jealous and come and find you to ask for you to make them scarves too , and of course you obliged , soon enough you had made countless scarves but you didn't mind it was worth seeing their cute reactions each time , why were you so worried in the first place?