#but i miss showering but who has the time

[lxvvie]

Gaz who's fuckin' nasty.

And it isn't the roguish nastiness or "I don't give a flying fuck" nastiness that Soap and Ghost embody, oh no, darling.

Kyle's nastiness is suave. It is smooth and hits softly but leaves you stunned nonetheless. And he gets you every. single. time.

He knows how to make you hot and bothered without even touching you. All it takes is a certain lilt to his voice, quietly teasing, enough to make you squirm and flustered. In public. In fucking public. Cheeky bastard.

Kyle is the one who croons, "Heya, gorgeous," before you feel his lips against your temple. Before you know it, his hands are up your shirt, toying with your nipples, making you squirm and push back and grind against his hard cock. "There we go, darling..."

Kyle doesn't call you so you can hear him touch himself and he doesn't send you pictures. He sends your voice messages, wishing you a wonderful day telling you he loves you... and then proceeds to mention how beautiful you looked when he fucked you silly.

Gaz can't keep his hands to himself when he's around you. You're irresistible, beautiful. His fingers are everywhere. On your hips, on your shoulders, brushing against your ass, up your shirt, in your mouth, down your pants, in your underwear, inside you... did we cover everything?

Sometimes he wonders if he has an oral fixation. Luckily for him, you're there to help him figure it out. And so you do, wherever he can get you. You're naked from the waist down and Kyle's buried between your thighs, holding them so you don't get away from him. "Look at me, gorgeous... there we go," Kyle's soft and reassuring while dark eyes pierce you with their stare. "Cum in my mouth..." is what follows next and fuck yes, he absolutely has an oral fixation. Gaz cleans you up, kisses you so can taste yourself and him, and it's only later that you realize you're missing your underwear.

Kyle lets you have time to yourself in the shower but once you're out, you're his. He's the one who takes the towel and dries you off. So he says. Because even with the towel Gaz is massaging and thumbing the most sensitive parts of you, enough to leave goosebumps and have you panting in front of him, ready to jump his bones but you just got clean. Kyle, you just showered—"C'mere, baby..."

Can we also talk about how Gaz can never stop kissing you? If he can't do anything else, he'll make sure his tongue is in your mouth for sure. And when you're left dazed and breathless and just crazy as fuck for him, the insistence of his tongue is replaced by gentle pecks against your swollen lips and he's grinning like the victorious and lucky bloke that he is.

And last but not least, let's talk about how much Kyle enjoys it when you cockwarm him. He likes to kiss, nip, touch, and suck you into a frenzy, begging for his cock, clenching around him to motivate and milk him. "You ready, darling?" Kyle asks after he's teased you for god knows how fucking long. You've BEEN ready, Garrick. All it takes is a look and, "Here we go," before he's fucking into you and you're clinging to him like your life depended on it.

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so high school ━━━ atsumu miya

34. no pressure ♡

Sitting on the floor of the bathroom wasn't how you planned to finish your day. You wanted to come home with your boyfriend and your friends, have a nice dinner, and then celebrate your win. And yet, here you sit on the bathmat, knees hugged to your chest with a towel wrapped around you. After all, when you hide in the bathroom under the guise of taking a shower, you can't come out still dirty. And yet, after two hours, you can't seem to will yourself to move.

He loves you... But how can he know? It's not been long enough, he hardly knows you. Surely he's mistaken. There's so much yet he has to know about you, and you about him. All you know about his family is his brother. What about his parents? Any other siblings? Cousins? Pets? What if he's allergic? What if you can never get a cat? Oh god...

You jump a little at the knock on the door, loud enough so you can decipher it's not part of the song playing through the speaker. You stay in your spot, turning your head to the door and humming with the hope of being heard.

"Hey, everything okay?" Atsumu's voice comes through the wood, the concern evident. You can picture him leaning against the doorframe, eyebrows furrowed with his ear pressed against the door. "Angel?"

Your heart stutters in your chest with a pang of guilt, shifting your weight onto your knees and shuffling towards the door. You unlock it without speaking, settling back into position once again and waiting for Atsumu to enter.

When he does, he immediately closes the door and twists the lock. He spins around and faces you on the floor, sighing and sliding down the door until he's sitting. At first, he doesn't say anything, he just plays with his fingers in his lap with a frown.

You turn to look at him, resting your cheek on your knees. You watch him frantically glance between the floor, you and his fingers on a loop. It's like he's waiting for something. "Atsu..."

"Um, I get it. Don't worry," he whispers, almost being missed by you. He finally looks up at you, eyes glassed over and a wide smile. "Don't worry. I get it. Yer not there yet, and ya probably won't be. I-" His eyes dart away, focusing on the frosted window above the sink. "I'm really sorry, I just- I need ya to know that I really do love ya, and I'm happy for everything we got to do together." He looks back at you once more, quickly wiping at his cheeks before shifting to leave.

You sit upright, your jaw slack at his words. What? Did he just end it with you? You quickly reach out and grab his arm, your free hand adjusting the towel wrapped around you. You tug at him to get him to stop from leaving, heart shattering at the tears on his cheek.

"Oh, Atsu." You reach up and wipe his at tears with your thumbs, settling back down. "I admit, I freaked out when you said...that. I got spooked, because... How can you know you love me? We haven't been together that long, and just- What if you don't really love me and you just think you do, and then we- you decide you don't actually love me once morning and leave?"

Atsumu laughs, a genuine laugh. "Leave ya? Y/n, I mean it. I- This is so stupid. I remember ya being at the Olympics. I saw ya talking to Kageyama and Ushiwaka. I- I asked Omi if he knew who ya were, and Shoyo said that yer close to them. I wanted to come up to ya, but I was told that you were dating Ushiwaka. I've known who ya were, and I thought about ya all the time. I- I know I love ya, because no one I've ever dated has made me feel like you do. I could never leave ya, y/n. Never."

Your hand stays on his cheek, an unfamiliar warmth growing in your chest. You press your lips together in a firm line, trying to think of anything to express yourself to him. You can feel your heart beating in your ears, drowning out everything around you apart from him.

Atsumu hasn't moved, scared that if he does he will lose your touch forever. He savours the warmth, the safeness, the comfort, everything he feels in this moment just in case it's the last. His eyes are still red from the tears, his teeth digging into his bottom lip.

"Atsu, I... I don't know if I can say it yet, but, I'm getting there. I will get there," you promise, dropping your arms and pulling back. "I'm sorry. I should have come and spoken to you, but I just didn't know what to say. No one's... I don't know if you've noticed, but my friends aren't really affectionate like that."

Atsumu can't help the laugh that comes out when attempting to picture your friends be nice. “I think the nicest may be Kuroo, which is probably saying something.”

A smile tugs at your lips, your arms wrapping around his waist and pulling him in closer to you. “It does,” you giggle, burying your face in the crook of his neck.

Atsumu shifts the way he’s sat so you can pull you onto his lap, bringing you closer to him. “Don’t feel any pressure to say it back, but I love you. So much. Thanks for being in my life, darlin’.”

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[archangeldyke-all]

hai!!! ik ur requests are open again and the thought of sweet shower sex with sevika has been plaguing my mind recently... 😵‍💫

god i need her.

men and minors dni

"where're you going?" sevika whines as you untangle yourself from her grasp. you giggle and kiss your sleepy girlfriend's pout.

"i gotta shower before i fall asleep. i stink."

"no you don't, come back here." sevika groans, wrapping her arms around your waist and pulling you back down to the bed. you laugh.

"c'mon, sev. i'm still in my work clothes and everything."

"but what about our cuddles?" she whines.

you can't keep yourself from squealing a little bit as you wrap your arms back around your girlfriend. "you're so fuckin' cute. who knew you'd be so clingy once you became mine?" you ask. sevika huffs.

"fuck off. you got me all used to cuddling and now you're cutting me off cold turkey. this is abuse."

you cackle. "you're so dramatic. i'll be gone thirty minutes at most."

"but then i'll fall asleep without you, and the best part of fallin' asleep is that i get to hold you the whole time." she pouts. your heart swells, and you kiss her forehead.

"so come shower with me."

this makes sevika blink one of her eyes open, looking at you with a salacious smirk. "yeah?"

you giggle. "c'mon, i'll go start the water."

sevika scrambles out of bed, stripping as she jogs to the bathroom ahead of you. you just laugh.

in the bathroom, you don't even get a moment to appreciate the sight of your naked girlfriend before she's on you, stripping you with impatient hands.

"slow down! we got nowhere to be." you giggle as sevika nearly tears your shirt off.

"it's cold as fuck out here, i need to get under the water." sevika pouts. you giggle.

"i noticed." you say, pinching her nipples. sevika squeals and smacks your hands away, glaring at you as she crosses her arms over her tits.

still, though. despite the way she's shivering, and the goosebumps on her arms, sevika insists that she help you into the shower first, holding your hand like a gentlewoman to assure you don't slip as you step over the lip of the tub.

you groan as the steamy water starts to beat down on you, instantly relaxing you after a long day. sevika's arms wrap around your waist, her body pressing flat against your back, her chin hooking over your shoulder as she gently sways the two of you.

for a few minutes, you both just stand under the spray, relaxing in the warmth and the feel of each other.

"i missed you today." sevika whispers at one point. you smile, turning around in her arms to wrap your own around her shoulders.

"i missed you, too, baby." you say, slowly scratching against her scalp. "duck down a bit so i can wash your hair for you." you request. sevika hangs her head a bit, and you carefully massage her scalp, enjoying the way she melts at your touch, the soft little sighs she lets out each time you give her head a good scrub.

"don' get shampoo in my eyes." she grumbles. you snort.

"i've been washing your hair for years, sev, have i ever hurt you?" you ask. she giggles.

"there was that one time..."

"that time you insisted you didn't need to rinse your hair out before going down on me!? that was all your fault baby." you cackle. sevika just grins, and you tilt her chin back and start rinsing her hair for her.

"still got you to cum before i started crying, though." she says. you snort.

"and then i nearly had a heart attack when i opened my eyes and saw my girlfriend sobbing between my legs."

sevika chuckles guiltily. "well, what about now?" she asks. you blink.

"what about now?" you ask.

"am i good to go?" she asks, gesturing to her hair. you nod.

"all clean."

"good." she says with a smile, grabbing a washcloth and lathering it up in your body soap. "my turn to take care of you." she says simply, starting to scrub the cloth on your back.

you relax into her touch, letting her scrub away all the dirt and grime on your skin from a hard day's work. she's gentle and loving as she works, pressing kisses to your skin once she's scrubbed it, carefully taking the time to work a few knots in your shoulders out.

you snort when her hand starts trailing toward your cunt, gently elbowing her from where she stands behind you. "what're you doing?"

"mmm, taking care of you?" she guesses. you giggle.

"what happened to miss. i-need-cuddles?" you ask. sevika snorts.

"this counts." she says as she starts to circle your clit. you giggle a little.

"just make it quick. you know the water heater runs out after twenty minutes-- i don't wanna ice bath tonight."

you can feel her smile on your shoulder. "i'll keep you warm, love." she promises as she works a finger inside you.

her free arm is wrapped around your waist, keeping you pinned to her chest. you relax against her solid form, leaning your head back on her shoulder, moaning as she starts to slowly suck a hickey into your exposed neck. "you feel so good." you sigh. sevika squeezes your waist and kisses your cheek.

"so do you. you're dripping around my fingers." she whispers. you giggle.

"we're in the shower." you point out.

"no, no, this is all you." she says. you huff a little laugh, though you don't doubt her. sevika always manages to make you messy.

"lemme turn around." you request. sevika lets go of you for just long enough for you to spin around in her arms. you sigh when her face comes into your view, cupping her cheeks as she pulls you back toward her chest, her hand sliding down between your bodies to continue what she's started. "hey, beautiful." you greet her.

sevika's cheeks are flushed, both from the warm shower and from the compliment. you giggle and kiss her nose, cherishing the sweet smile you get for it, before leaning forward and kissing her properly.

"hmmm." she hums happily against your lips, her fingers picking up their pace inside you as you start licking into her mouth. you've got one arm draped around her shoulders, and with your free hand you start to grope her ass. sevika giggles and breaks your kiss. "you're obsessed." she admonishes. you just smile and give her a quick smack. she squawks. "hey!" she laughs. you grin.

"hurry up 'n make me cum so i can take you to bed and bury my face in your ass." you request. sevika's eyes flash with lust and she groans.

"i thought we were gonna cuddle?" she teases, even while she adds a second finger to your cunt.

"y-yeah, my tongue is gonna c-cuddle your ass." you reply shakily as she starts pressing against your g-spot. sevika cackles, then she launches forward to press her grin against yours.

it's quiet beside the sound of your gasps, the water hitting the tiles, and the occasional smooching sound coming from the kisses sevika's peppering on your body. her thumb starts to play with your clit in time with her thrusts and you squeak. "close?" sevika whispers.

you nod, your head falling forward until you're resting against her shoulder. sevika presses kisses to your scalp while her strong arm wraps around your waist, holding you up as she fucks you closer and closer to your orgasm. when you cum, you gasp a needy "sevika!" and then start to tremble in her arms.

she fucks you through it, letting you catch your breath before she pulls her fingers out of your cunt and pinches your chin, kissing you passionately as you pant against her lips. "fuck, you're so beautiful. can't believe i get to do that to you-- get to make you fall apart like that." sevika murmurs.

you giggle. "i'm so in love with you." you sigh. she grins like you've just handed her a check for a million dollars.

the shower sputters a bit, and then you both squeal as the spout starts shooting icy cold water down on you. "fuck!" sevika cries, reaching out to smack at the tap. "fuck." she says again when the water's finally off.

you can't catch your breath through your giggles. "i told you this would happen!"

"sorry! i got caught up in you..." sevika says between her shivers. you snort and wrap her up in a towel, before pushing her toward your bedroom.

"don't worry baby. my tongue's got a date with your ass that's sure to warm us both up."

sevika cackles, and your heart soars.

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[crazyunsexycool]

Bucky getting Handsy with Sugar - Sugar you're so pretty 😏

Lottie who came back from school out of nowhere - Yes daddy mama is so pretty 😍

The amount of times Lottie has Cockblocked Bucky and Sugar is unimaginable 😂😭

😂😂😂😂 She’s the reason she doesn’t have a baby sissy…

Getting Blocked…

Warnings: implied smut. mentioned edging/orgasm denial

Bucky had been on a mission for three weeks and to say he missed you was an understatement. Of course he missed his family but he was dying to see you, feel you and just have his way with you as many times as possible.

Bucky rushes out of the meeting room after the debrief and heads home. He hears you moving around in the kitchen and he quickly makes his way to you. You don’t even get a chance to say hello before he’s pulling you in and his lips crash into yours. Bucky only pulls away to leave a trail of kissing down your neck after leaving you breathless.

“I missed you too.” You mumble as you tilt your head to the side so that he can have better access.

“I missed you so much, sugar.” He mutters against your skin. His hands roam your figure and relishing how your curves fit perfectly against him. “I need you right now.”

You giggle as the scruff of his beard tickle your sensitive skin.

“You are so beautiful.”

“She’s the pwettiest mama ever.” Lottie says innocently as she moves around the kitchen island. Her eyes light up at seeing her dad after three weeks and her smile is radiant.

But as happy as Bucky is to see her he’s also frustrated. You can’t help but laugh at conflicting look on his face so you help him out by stepping around him and picking Lottie up. It gives him a minute or two to cool down.

“Hi doll, I missed you soooooo much.” He says once he has the situation under control.

"I missed you daddy." Lottie says while peppering kisses all over his face.

"Now, what are you doing home in the middle of the week, shouldn't you be at school?"

"They let the kids out early today." You say while biting back a smile.

"Of course they did." Bucky grumbles.

"Why don't you go shower and change and we can hang out later."

"Yeah, I'll do that." Bucky nods as he sets Lottie on her feet. He grumbles all the way up the stairs.

****

Bucky had just taken off his shirt in the bathroom when the door opened and closed quickly. You gave him a sly smile as your wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss.

“So what was this whole ‘I need you right now’ thing you were saying?” You mumble against his lips.

“Don’t tease me, Sugar.”

You smirk as your hands travel over Bucky’s chest and down his abs to his pants. His breath hitches as you undo the button and zipper. He can’t contain himself as he starts to get hard under your touch. But just as you’re about to get on your knees for him there’s a small knock on the bathroom door.

“Mama?” Lottie calls out. There’s a strain in her voice that lets you know something is wrong. “I dwopped my juice.”

Bucky throws his head back and groans as you pull away from him.

“I’ll be right out sweet Angel.”

“Mama, my dwess is Sticky. I don’t wike it.”

“Go to your bathroom and I’ll be right there.” You say and wait for the little ‘Kay’ she gives.

“I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” You give him a quick kiss before leaving him alone in the bathroom.

****

Bucky had never been more excited for bedtime than at this moment. Once the kids were in bed he’d have you all to himself. He was more than happy to read an extra story if it meant the kids would be completely asleep and he could have uninterrupted time with you.

You’re already in bed waiting for Bucky when he walks in and locks the door. His eyes darken as he takes in your figure on the bed. Bucky doesn’t waste his time walking over to you.

“Where were we before we were so rudely interrupted?” You murmur as Bucky settles over you.

His lips are on yours in a flash. You both pour all your love into the kiss. Bucky’s hands travel up and down your body before his lips do the same. You sigh happily at finally having him close again after 3 weeks. Unfortunately for both of you there’s another knock at the door.

Bucky almost growls as he rests his forehead against your midsection. He’s so close to what he needs the most but he can’t have it, he can’t have you right now.

“Friday, unlock the door.” Bucky grumbles as he moves to his side of the bed.

Lottie’s sleepy form stands in the doorway, pink teddy bear in hand.

“What’s wrong doll?” Bucky asks as Lottie makes her way over to his side.

“Can habe seepover? I missed you daddy.”

Man’s Bucky’s heart melts at the sleepy confession. And who is he to deny his doll anything? Bucky looks over to you to find that you were trying not to laugh as he pulled Lottie up and sat her down between you too.

“Can I sleep here too?” Henry’s question made you yelp since you hadn’t seen him come in. He giggles sleepily as he starts climbing over you without waiting for an answer.

So Bucky’s first night back is spent with the three of you cuddled up in bed. He can’t be completely disappointed though, just a little frustrated.

~~~~~~~~~~

The next day Bucky woke up to an empty bed. He knew you would have taken the kids to school to let him sleep in more. So he went about his morning as usual. Bucky had some coffee, did some exercise and worked on a few reports in his office. At around 11 am he gets a text from you to come home so he finishes up and heads back.

"Sugar? Is everything alright?" Bucky calls out as he walks in.

"Everything's good."

Bucky walks further into your shared home only to stop in his tracks when he finds you at the bottom of the stairs waiting for him. You were wearing nothing but a robe, hair and make up done. His eyes went straight to your red painted lips.

"Are you going somewhere?"

"Nope. We are staying right here. Steve asked if he could pick up the kids from school and have a sleepover and who was I to deny that request?" You smirk. "Isn't that so nice of him?"

Bucky nods dumbly in response. His body already reacting to the implication that you'll have the rest of the day to yourselves. He's been dying to get his hands on you and showed you just how much he's missed you. But of course it couldn't be that easy. He takes one step towards you and feels like he's being held back, specifically by his left are. Bucky looks at the offending appendage in confusion before he looks back at you.

"Easy there tiger. I spent all morning getting ready for you and you're planning to throw me over your shoulder like a cave man?"

You were the one holding him back. Bucky's eyes darken as he stares you down. His jaw goes slack as you take off the robe and show off the lingerie you were wearing just for him. You looked divine but Bucky wanted to wipe off that little smug smirk you had.

"Sugar, if you don't let me go right now, I won't let you come."

Just like that you let him go. Bucky didn't waste any more time, he marched towards you and did exactly what you said and threw you over his shoulder. You couldn't help but laugh as he practically ran up the stairs and threw you on the bed.

Bucky sighed in relief as he took off his shirt and looked down at you. "Finally, just you and me."

You sit up and help Bucky get rid of his pants. As he begins to kiss you the doorbell rings and he groans.

"You have got to be kidding me. I'm going to murder whoever is on the other side of the door." Bucky says as he starts to get up.

He only stops when you start laughing. Bucky's eyes narrow in suspicion the longer and harder you laugh.

"Was that you?" He asks.

"I'm sorry. I had to do it. You should've seen your face." You start laughing again.

"Oh Sugar, you really shouldn't have done that." The tone in his voice has you stop. He wraps his fingers around your ankle and pulls you towards him. "Now you're really gonna get it."

"I hope so."

Bucky smirks. He takes his time with you. Maybe he even brings you right to the edge of bliss but stops before you're able to orgasm. You pout and tell him it's not fair. But he doesn't budge. Bucky keeps his promise and doesn't let you come, only a few times though.

After he's made his point he shows you just how much he missed you those three weeks. And most importantly, there are no little cockblockers around to stop him.

[trippinsorrows]

looking through your eyes + short

a/n: angsty mess that's very multiverse based and somehow is 2 thousand freaking words....

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"dada!"

one word. one word has easily become solana's favorite word in the entirety of the english language. a great feat considering her immense reverence and respect for the written word.

but, it's solely because unlike many of the other infinite words to exist, this one means so much to her. it means everything to her.

it's her world.

she is her world.

tearing her focus from the soapy water where she washes the dishes and pots from tonight's dinner, solana instead focuses on the sight that she would give anything to make her usual.

roman, this large specimen of a man, sitting on the floor, legs spread. he's dressed in some joggers, his shirt discarded, a small smile on his face as he speaks in a low voice to their 11-month-old daughter who wobbles in his direction.

it makes solana chuckle. melea rarely walks for her, prefers to crawl her cute self all over the house, if she could. but the minute her daddy comes around, she suddenly finds the ability and drive to use her legs.

solana studies the way roman reaches over to pick up melea, his own smile growing at the sound of his baby girl's sweet giggles as he lifts her up and plays with her.

eyes shutting, solana revels in this moment. does her best to stay in the here and now. tries not to think about tomorrow, about the absence of roman's body next to her in the bed, the crushing feeling of going into melea's crib, waking her up only for her to ask with those big, beautiful eyes, "dada?"

it kills her.

every. single. time.

sadness clouding her previous enjoyment, solana returns her focus to cleaning up the kitchen, instead focusing on making sure everything is put away and the dishes used are all sparkling clean.

it's an effective distraction, because by the time she's done, roman is sitting on the sofa, holding a sleeping melea.

small smile, she walks over to quietly sit down next to him, asking, "you want me to put her down?"

he looks over, shaking his head, "not yet."

she nods. she should have expected that. he enjoys spending as much time with her as he can when he can. for obvious reasons.

solana simply lays against the sofa, studying her daughter's sleeping face. as much as melea clearly loves her daddy, she looks so much like her mama. the most she has from roman is his dark hair color and those eyes. which solana has zero complaints about. of the many things she loves about her husband, his eyes rank pretty high up there.

"can you believe she's going to be one next month?" solana is both asking him and herself. it blows her mind sometimes just how quickly times has passed. continued to pass. her sweet little girl is going to be a year. it's been an entire year since solana became a mother.

roman chuckles, eyes focused on his daughter who sleeps so calmly on his chest. "not at all."

solana swallows, asking, "will you be here for her birthday?"

at that, his eyes turn to her, surprised almost, "of course." he then asks, almost defensively, "why?"

she shrugs, not wanting to feed too much into that defensiveness. "i never know when you're coming, ro."

"i wouldn't miss my daughter's first birthday, sol."

solana hates it. hates the bitter retort she has to do her best to suppress. to push away. it's cruel and uncalled for, but it's exactly how she feels.

clearing her throat, she carefully moves off the sofa, murmuring, "i'm gonna go take my shower."

she doesn't say anything else, already knowing he'll most likely have melea down and in bed by the time she gets out.

and that's exactly what happens, solana walking out the shower to find him sitting on the edge of the bed, phone in hand. as soon as he lifts his head to look at her, his phone is discarded, and he's motioning her to come over.

wordlessly, she walks in between his thick, muscular legs until his hands are on her hips.

solana bites down on her lip, more than eager to skip to the part where he makes love to her throughout the night, until both of them are completely spent, tangled limbs and souls intertwined.

but roman has something else on his mind, bringing up not even an hour ago. "you wanted to say something. earlier."

solana stills for a second. she should have known better. known he would pick up on it.

she shakes her head, moving her hands up and down his strong shoulders. "it doesn't matter."

"everything matters when it comes to you, solana," he reminds, again asking, "tell me."

looking away, she debates lying to him, but she already knows it's a stupid plan. there is no lying to her husband. he sees through everything.

so, she swallows her anxiety at how she believes or knows this conversation will play out and shrugs, "i was just....i was just going to say maybe....maybe it would be easier if we....if we could come live with you." it's in watching his eyes shut, the almost scowl on his face and especially the way he stands up, walking away, hands on his hip, that solana knows exactly how this is going to play out.

not well.

as per usual.

"baby....we've talked about this." solana hugs herself, already dreading it. "why do you keep bringing it up? where is this coming from?"

"where do you think it came from, roman?" she asks, shaking her head. "our daughter is turning one, and i had to ask you if you're going to be there for her birthday, because i never know when you have time for us and when you don't---"

he turns around at that, gaze sharp and steel. "don't do that. don't fucking do that. you know what you mean to me. what she means to me."

feeling emboldened, she challenges, "just not enough for us to actually live together like a family?"

roman's eyes soften ever so slightly as he once again expresses, "it's too danger---"

"God, i'm so sick and tired of hear that." she cuts him off, eyes closing, mentally replaying the many times she's heard as such. "i understand that, roman. i do, but what you don't seem to understand is how hard this is for me." solana doesn't know where exactly it's coming from, well, not entirely, but the restrain she typically uses when it comes to this sensitive subject is all but gone. "i wake up alone almost every night. i go to sleep alone. i wake up our daughter alone. i bring her to my mom's alone. god, i---roman, i attended every ultrasound appointment alone. you....you weren't even there for her birth."

it's a low blow. deep down, she knows that. doesn't need to see the hurt flash in his eyes at something she knows he'll never truly get over. but, that wasn't just hard for him. it was hard for her. one of the happiest days of her life was also the saddest, because while her mom was with her on one side, the other side where he should have been, helping and supporting her as she gave him his first child, was empty.

but, of course, he won't comment on that, won't talk about one of his most painful regrets. he instead deflects, granted with a gentleness reserved for her and their child..

his volume lowers as well. "sol, you knew it would be this way before---"

"you're right, i did." because she did. because he made her very aware from the very beginning that he could never openly be with her. it was too dangerous. he had far too many enemies and would never risk anything happening to her. she understood it then. still understands it now, especially with them having a baby. it just sucks though. "and i'm not...i'm not mad at you, ro. i'm just frustrated with the situation. i'm tired of feeling like a single mother---"

at that, she sees the pain melt into something much more familiar for most people acquainted with roman reigns.

she sees anger.

but, she knows it's really hurt. he's understandably hurt by her honesty.

"you're acting like i don't fucking do anything." his tone continues to stay in the lanes of harshness, which doesn't help her tone down her frustration. "i'm trying, solana."

"but, it's not enough, roman!" she doesn't intend to raise her voice. it's a natural consequence of the emotions that have been bubbling to the surface for some time now. eyes watering, she explains, "you've given me this beautiful house, yes. i want for nothing financially, yes. you have the fucking secret service it feels like watching me and mel, yes, but.....but, i still feel so alone." sniffling, she admits, "i feel like i love you full time, but you only love us part time. when you can. and that's not....that's not fair. it's.....it's starting to mess with me, roman."

the tears are inevitable at this point, and before she knows it, roman is before her, gently cupping her face, wiping away her tears. "baby, please don't cry." it fascinates her how only seconds ago he was being borderline mean only for him to shift so easily into this gentle man who she loves with every part of her. "i fucking hate seeing you upset. you know this."

he would have hated to see her last week when she truly broke down over all of this.

"sometimes, i....i wonder if we moved too fast." met, married, and pregnant within a year, most would say it was absolutely too fast. most don't know, however, just how deeply she loves this man. "is this what you want?"

"i love you, solana. i love melea. i would give fucking anything for things to be different, but i can't. i can't change who i am, and what i do." he swallows. "but, i can't lose you either, so tell me how we make this work."

the real answer is she doesn't know. she doesn't know the sustainability of this dynamic. sporadic visits from her husband who only a handful of people know is her husband as he visits her and a daughter even fewer people know exist. she wants to love and be in love openly and wholly. not in the shadows and corners of secrecy.

but, maybe that's another problem for another day, because what solana wants the most is to just be with this man. be with the man she's shared so many first with. first time. first love. first child. there is no her without him, and navigating that might be difficult, but she'll do it. because she'll do anything be with him.

"i love you." she murmurs and moves against his chest, letting him hold and comfort her as he murmurs those precious words back to her. it settles her. more than it maybe should, but she doesn't question it. pulling back, solana reaches for his hand, moving it to her stomach. "the first one....just please be there for the first appointment."

roman seems to understand what she's telling him, but he still wants an additional layer of reassurance. "are you...."

she nods. a small, sad smile sets on her face. "yes, and i....i just want you there with me to hear it. to hear our baby's heartbeat this time."

roman scoffs, clearly a mixture of emotions: surprised, confused, happy. he then nods, his own face settling into the perfect combination of determination and dedication. "i'll be there." he kisses her forehead, so gently, so lovingly, vowing, "we're gonna be fine, sol. i promise."

as he takes her in his arms yet again, showering her with all of his love and vulnerability, rare displays only allotted to her and melea, solana's eyes shut.

if only she felt the same.

if only she trusted that they would be okay.

that this will work out.

but, she's not.

she's just not.

[nifexchange24]

Announcing: The Nirvana in Fire Fanwork Exchange 2024

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Prompt claiming — 17th-21st Oct

Assignments — 24th Oct

Check-in — 1st-5th Dec

Deadline — 21st Dec

Gift reveals — 25th Dec

Creator reveals — 31st Dec

The Nirvana in Fire Fanwork Exchange is an event for anyone who's a fan of the show Nirvana in Fire, its sequel series The Wind Blows in Changlin, the novel, manhua, audio drama and any other associated media I've forgotten.

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[reveriebae]

Anchor tattoo

pairing(s) : Ex! Song Mingi x f!reader

word count : 2,259

genre : smut

synopsis : when your highschool ex who is also your first love and also your neighbor unexpectedly have a visit to your place.

warning(s) : you could say reader is cheating, reader has a tattoo (of course it's on the title), unprotected sex, marking (m receiving), lmk if I missed something!

Part of Songfic

Minors do not interact, 21+ only!!

🪐smut under the cut🪐

Million drops of cold water running down, leaving goosebumps all over your skin. Cold shower after spending all day at the office probably something you enjoy every night. The smell of your watermelon shampoo you just excitedly bought yesterday literally spread all over the bathroom, it's nice.

You get out of the bathroom after you finished take a shower, put on Jongho's hoodie that's long enough to cover more than a half of your thighs then doing your skincare. You saw the text you haven't replied before you take a shower, it's from your boyfriend Jongho.

He's been super busy lately so he's rarely visit your house unlike he usually did, his place and yours is a bit far though and you are currently busy too because you just moved to a new brach office so there's a lot to do at the new office so you and him could just wait until the weekend to meet at his place or yours, depends on the situation and it's been about 3 months.

Your schedule is still the same, go home at 8 work at 10 but Jongho's schedule has been changed, he usually finished his work at 5 but now he even still working at 9 so that's the reason why he can't meet you often like how he used to do. Sometimes you get bored and feel so lonely without him, not having company after all day working like you used to have is kind of unusual in some way, but you always trying to understand that you couldn't always expect your boyfriend to be around you everytime so things slowly being fine, you don't call your boyfriend to cry and say 'i miss you' 60 times in every minute, you don't drool on his black tee because you cry yourself to sleep to end up ruining your skincare and cry when you wash the t-shirt anymore, you cry a lot back then and it make you wonder how your boyfriend could stand being with you for the whole 9 months until today.

Your type 'ok' and press the send button when someone ringing the bell at your door, they pressing the bell multiple times it is noisy and you run up to the door to open it and found Mingi in front of you. Mingi, your ex boyfriend when you're still in senior highschool, the reason you broke up with him is just because both of you aren't ready for a relationship yet, you both don't know what to do, don't know how to feel, don't even know how to understand each other and don't know how to maintain that kind of relationship, he is your very first boyfriend and so you are to him. You both decided to end the relationship with no bad blood, with no anger, with no sadness, with the 'we gotta learn how to love first, we can go back if we are ready and we both want to' deal and you both agreed.

You haven't really talked with him for the past two and a half years, sometimes you saw his car passes your house in the morning when you're about to go to work, sometimes you saw him at the convenience store, sometimes you both say hi to each other when you do jogging on sunday morning, because you two live close to each other so you still often see Mingi around your place, but this is the first time after the break up, he actually come to your house.

"Hey..can I come in for a bit? It's urgent, kind of.." his hair is damp you assume he's sweating cause he's literally gasps for air like he's been chased by a ghost.

"O-of course you can Mingi" You nod and let Mingi enter your house, you told him to wait and sit on the couch and you decided to make him some tea. You come back from the kitchen to living room, Mingi still there sitting on the couch. "What happen actually? If you don't mind to tell me" you say as you put the cup of tea on the table in front of him.

"So..do you perhaps know Carla?" You nod and sit beside him, she moved not really far from here about 4 months ago, you heard she's from Europe and you actually ever met her like twice when her mom asked if Carla could borrow your dress and you just gave her instead of lend the dress to her cause you don't really like to share (obviously) and that time when Carla looks like she trying to be close to you by come over to your house everyday waiting for you to come home from work for a whole 2 weeks but you're so busy so she stopped, you haven't say sorry tho. "Yeah, I and her are dating for about two months, everything is going fine until my mom accidentally tells her that you are my ex, she went crazy and always trying to blame you when she noticed my feelings are gone for her" you noticed that he plays his fingers, he might be hiding something cause isn't it weird when your ex suddenly come to your house and talk about a girl, to you? To his ex? What if he just wanna mess with you? What if he just wanna get to close to you again? Second guessing is not that bad yk you gotta be careful with men.

"Oh I'm sorry for that Mingi, but why do you come here?".

"She's at my house, I told her I want to break up but she refused to, now she's haunting me but plays innocent in front of my parents, of course my parents believe me more than her, so I ran out from my house and I could only think about you when I try to find a place to hide".

You let out a hum then realized, all the house in this complex had the same shape, there are two doors to go outside but the backyard is a garden and have no access to go to the street so the only door that could is just the front one, if he said that he ran here when he knew Carla is coming to his house, then Carla must see him leaving the house right?.

"How did you..".

"Jump off the balcony to the tree, you know the tree beside my house had a ladder on it hm?" Damn is this guy could actually read mind?, you just nod to him and he drink the warm tea you gave him. "Ah..warm tea after a cold shower is really nice, thanks pumpkin" You choke after caught what he just said, 'pumpkin' is the nickname he gave you when you two still together.

"Yeah..sure,uhm. I'm..gonna bring some biscuits" you quickly walk to the kitchen to take a breath. God this is so wrong but you missed him, he looks so handsome and hot with his platinum hair and black shaped glasses and those stupid rings around his stupid slender and long fingers. You feel like if you make a skin to skin contact with him you gonna jump and fuck him right there and then.

You were opening up a cookie jar to take some of the cookies to put it on the plate when you feel a pair of hands holding you into an embrace. "What got you busy here, pumpkin? Are you avoiding me?" His head snuggle up your neck and one of his hand moving your hair to the side then his chin rest on your shoulder.

"Mingi, what are you doing? ngh-" you muffled a moan when the tips of his nose touch the skin of your neck.

"Mmh still so sensitive for me, my little pumpkin" he takes a heavy breath then let it out, the air brushing your skin make you shiver. "You smell like watermelon, you always love them pumpkin, you don't change even a bit" you grip his hands, trying to get out from his hold but it's just get tighter and tighter. "I really miss you pumpkin, please don't run away from me" he lick a stripe on your neck and that's it. That's enough to make you apologize to yourself and your boyfriend because you can't take it anymore.

"Stop it Mingi, we can't" Mingi stops his movement and you turn around to face him, he frowns. "We can't do it..in the kitchen, let's go to my room" smile creeps on his face as you hold his hand and take him you your room. Mingi take a sit on your bed then you straddle him and cup his face in your hands. "I got a feeling that you lie to me about Carla, but fuck it I really need you right now".

"I did not lie to you pumpkin, the actual reason I wanna break up with her is because I always think about you when I'm with her, not to mention when she started to copy your style by wearing a dress that is look just like yours" He plays with your hair while you wrap your arms around his neck.

"That is actually my dress, I gave it to her".

"Why?".

"That's a long story to tell.." his thumb starts rubbing your bottom lips.

"God I missed this lips so bad, really bad it hurts" his thumb now rubbing your cheek as you lean into him to put your lips on his. His eyes closed and so is yours, the more the kiss gets deeper and deeper.

Clothes scattered everywhere all over the floor, both of your bodies are now bare, touches everywhere. You lean into him to bury your face in the crook of his neck, leaving kisses and marks all over him. "I hope you wouldn't mind" you fingers grazing over the marks you made yourself on his skin.

"Don't even hesitate, pumpkin. Give me a lot of your reminder" you smirk at his words. Still sit on his lap, you stroke his cock to spread his precum all over his cock. He lets out moans while you look at his face, intensely. Wanting to observe every detail of expression he made, the way his eyebrows furrowed, his head falls back, mouth open wide and sweats trickle on his forehead. "Yess pumpkin, that feels nice..oh- fuckk" hisses leaves his lips when you slowly slip his cock inside you.

"Mingi..you feel bigger than I could remember" you moan out a bit louder, smile creeps on his face then he cups your ass on both of his hand and helps you grind on his cock.

Started with slow pace, when he sees your face filled with pleasure he decided to fasten the pace by moving you up and down his cock. You let out choked moans from his action then you lay down when you feel you don't have the ability to sit straight anymore which made Mingi stop his movement. "Aww, my little pumpkin feeling tired already? I thought- oh fuck! You still have the tattoo?" Mingi said after he sees the anchor tattoo on your left rib cage, on the side of your left boob.

"I mean it's a permanent tattoo Mingi..so yea, I still have it" it's the first ever tattoo you have which is it's Mingi who pushed you to get your first tattoo, and he even picked out the design.

He yanked your thighs then rub his cock on your pussy and slide it in. "Fucking come back to me pumpkin" before you can answer he thrust into you roughly, you muffled your scream by biting your bottom lips. Slapping sound, muffled moans and light sound of babbling from both of you and Mini echoed your bedroom.

"Fuck Mingi! You fuck me so hard, fuck me so good..gonna cum, pleasee.." you cry and start sobbing from the pleasure he's giving to you.

He thrust harder without slowing his pace then make you see stars when he licks his thumb then circle your clit with it, your body spasming under him, pussy clenching, eyes rolling back, drops of tears escapes then your hand flew to close your mouth with the back of your hand to stifled the sound that about to burst out of your mouth.

"Shit pumpkin, too tight!" Then he released inside you after a few thrust and give a few thrust to ride your orgasm. He leans down and put his head on your chest. "Your breath match with the sound of your heartbeat pumpkin" he looks at your face and smiles softly.

"Mingi..we shouldn't do this".

He looks at your face, confused "why? If you worry about Carla..listen, I'm not with her anymore and if you-".

"No..no Mingi, if my boyfriend know about this he definitely would kill me".

"You..you have a boyfriend? Fuck he gonna kill me too then".

You let out a soft chuckle and slight smile grew on Mingi's face show a hint of his dimples. "No one should know about this, about us. Let's just keep this and never do this again".

He frowns "I've been waiting for this too long, you do look really good everytime I passed by you everywhere, make me wanna have you again..But yeah, no one should know about this".

After that you and Mingi clean each other then he go out from your house when he thinks Carla must be gone from his house at this hour.

[morganski-19]

Chills Right to the Marrow Part 37

ao3 link| part 1 . . . part 34, part 35, part 36

The house is quiet when Dustin wakes up. Which isn’t unusual here. With how big the house is, and how little people lived in it, it was always somewhat quiet. But there were more people here than normal, so he was expecting it to be louder.

They must all still be asleep.

He wanders out of the guest bedroom that he claimed for when he stayed over. Down the hall to the guest bathroom. Hearing the gentle snores from Steve’s bedroom. Letting Dustin know that he’s still there.

Wayne bumps into him when Dustin leaves the bathroom. Softly apologizing before shutting the door. The shower starting to run.

Dustin goes to the kitchen. Thinking he could eat some of the cereal that he likes but his mom doesn’t buy that much. A box of it always in Steve’s pantry.

The kitchen’s not empty when Dustin walks in. Nancy sitting at the island, drinking coffee while reading a book.

“I didn’t know you were still here,” he says. Digging through the pantry to find the cereal.

“Me and Robin stayed over last night.”

Dustin’s used to Nancy being a part of his life. He was his best friend’s sister, after all. But that was like a completely different section. Tied to certain places in his life. This was the different sect of his life. Steve and Robin, until spring break, were one half. The party was the other. Now they seem to be coming together a lot more.

Not that he’s complaining. He likes it when the people he loves get along. Act as one big group instead of tiny separate ones. It takes some getting used to.

Robin comes down the stairs when the cereal in Dustin’s bowl gets soggy. Immediately beelining for the coffee pot and pours herself a cup. Making it to her liking. Not saying anything until half of it’s drained.

“The fact that you look that good this early in the morning should be a crime,” she says toward Nancy’s direction.

Nancy who was completely dressed, hair pulled back with some clips. Carefully composed like she always is. While Robin stands in what Dustin’s sure is one of Steve’s old t-shirts and a pair of shorts with the drawstring taken out. Hair tangled and puffy.

“Not my fault you are the worst morning person.”

The minute those words are said, Wayne comes down the stairs, gets himself a cup of coffee, and immediately walks back out again. Nothing more than a grunt of acknowledgement.

“I can’t be worse than that,” Robin jokes.  

Robin sets her coffee down, going to root around in the pantry before emerging with a pack of strawberry pop-tarts.

“You are not.” Nancy finishes her coffee. Going over to the sink to wash out the mug. “Is Steve still asleep, he’s normally up by now.”

“He was when I left,” Robin mutters over a mouthful of a pop-tart. Too impatient to wait for them both to be toasted. One in the toaster while she eats the other one dry.

Dustin’s stopped questioning why Robin and Steve share a bed sometimes a long time ago. They have some weird friendship that he will never understand.

“I saw him take some migraine pills last night,” she continues. “I think another big one is coming.”

Nancy sighs. “It has been like a month since the last one.”

“Yeah, I just thought it would start getting better again. Like last time.”

“Well last time he wasn’t strangled twice and had to get a blood transfusion.”

Dustin doesn’t always know what’s going on with Steve’s health. Always kept in the dark for longer than he should. Definitely longer than he wants to be. It was something, if he had the direct control over, he would learn about immediately. So he could track it. Know when to chill down and ask someone else for a ride.

But instead, he’s none the wiser about Steve’s migraines. Always missing “the big one” that apparently happens every month. Because no one ever tells him about it until Steve is MIA for a few days. Called off work to sit in his bedroom, alone. No one but Robin coming over to make sure that he doesn’t die.

Which sure, that one makes sense, he guesses. Who else, other than Robin, would do that? Or who would Steve feel comfortable with doing that?

It would just make Dustin feel better if he knew about them. So he wasn’t so out of loop. He wasn’t some dumb kid anymore who saw Steve as this badass figure higher than everyone else. He knew that there were debilitating cracks under the surface. Knows that sometimes, Steve can’t be the one to fight.

And that was ok. Someone else could take the load for a while. Watch over everyone. It didn’t need to just be Steve’s job. It could be someone else’s job for a while.

A door creaks open down the hall. Thuds of crutches echoing through. Before a second door opens and shuts.

Eddie was awake. Out of the hospital. Here. It still didn’t feel real.

Dustin finally gets up to pour the tinted milk down the drain and wash out his bowl. Adding it to the dish rack, but not leaving the kitchen. Waiting to see Eddie. Proof that he’s really here.

A few minutes later, Eddie comes down the hall. Wincing slightly with every step. “Morning,” he says with a grunt. Sliding onto one of the barstools.

“Morning,” Nancy replies. “Can I get you anything?”

“Coffee,” Eddie says almost immediately. “And probably some water, so I can take my meds. Has Wayne been down yet, I’m pretty sure he still has all of them.”

Nancy sets a cup of coffee in front of Eddie. With a small container of sugar and the creamer.

“I can go ask him,” Dustin suggests. Happy to help. Already moving out of the kitchen before anyone can stop him.

Lucky for him, Wayne isn’t hard to find. Halfway down the stairs in different clothes. “You need something?”

“Yeah, Eddie was looking for his meds.”

Wayne nods, turning around and heading back up the stairs. He comes back down with a few brown paper bags, each one with a different slip of paper stapled to the outside. They walk back to the kitchen.

“You need to eat something before you take these,” Wayne cuts to the chase. “Coffee won’t cut it.”

Eddie rolls his eyes. Hands shaking slightly as lifts the mug to his lips. “What do you have?” he asks in the direction of Nancy and Robin.

“Pop-tarts, cereal, I think some bagels, if not that then toast, fancy jams,” Robin rattles off, the list getting longer.

“Some toast is fine.”

Robin nods. Grabbing some bread from the bag on the counter and popping it in the toaster.

Steve finally makes his way downstairs. Dressed in sweatpants and a hoodie. He looks miserable. He bypasses the group of people in his kitchen, heading straight to the cabinet for a glass. Filling it with water and pulling a pill bottle from his pocket.

Robin gets close to him. Bumping her shoulder against his. Steve shakes his head, slowly. She nods and goes to close the kitchen blinds.

Eddie stares at Steve like he isn’t allowed to look. A mix of concern and confusion in his expression. Only interrupted when Nancy slides the plate of toast to him, asking if he wanted anything on it.

“Robin said there were fancy jams?”

Something reminiscent of a scoff comes from Steve. “They’re not that fancy,” he slurs.

Robin snorts. “It’s not generic. Therefore fancy.”

Nancy pulls out a raspberry jam from the fridge. “My family uses the same kind. It’s not fancy.”

Everyone keeps looking over at Steve. Waiting for him to move. He just stands there, white knuckling the countertop. Robin tries to touch his arm, but he shrugs it off.

“Give it a second,” he mutters under his breath.

She nods again. Pulling more bread out of the bag and sticking it in the toaster. The setting lighter than he normally likes it.

The only sound that happens in the next few minutes is the slight crunch of Eddie eating, and the pop of the toaster. Robin gets some butter out of the fridge and puts some on each slice. Careful not to rip through the pieces.

With a deep exhale, Steve turns around. Leaning against the counter behind him and grabbing the plate she hands him. Ripping apart the toast into small bites.

“How’d you sleep?” he asks Eddie.

Eddie looks surprised that he asked him anything. “Good. Much better than a hospital bed. Bigger too, that was nice.”

“Sorry I didn’t have anything better for breakfast. I was planning on making something, but-.” He trails off. The obvious staying unsaid.

“That’s fine. I don’t eat much in the morning’s anyway.”

Steve nods. Placing his plate on the counter. About a half a slice of the toast left. “I won’t be around that much to help you get settled in. I was supposed to close tonight, but I’ll probably end up calling out.”

“If you’re about to apologize for that, don’t.” Eddie stares at Steve with an expression that Dustin can’t quite read. “You don’t have to apologize for things that aren’t your fault.”

Steve pauses. Taking a second to stop himself, reset what he was going to say. “If you need anything, Rob should know where it is. And if not, I’ll just be in my room.”

All Eddie does is reply with a small nod. Then Steve is walking out of the kitchen with Robin in tow.

(i forgot to post yesterday because i got fixated on a new knitting project, no joke i worked on it for like six hours straight)

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[ravers8fantasy]

Punch out locker room heacanons: minor circuit mishaps

Got a wee bit bored #ijbol I think the minor circuit locker room conditions would be ABYSMAL im talking flickering lights and easy - to - break - everything

The minor circuit locker room is a STATE

The moment disco kid saw he it he swore tears fell from his eyes

Joe always swears someone steals his stuff and kicks off, usually its king hippo who points out he was looking in the wrong locker the whole time

Kaiser is the dedicated janitor since the actual janitor seemingly quit ages ago

Disco tried to help but instead mixed the wrong chemicals together and made fucking mustard gas

King hippo has accidentally crushed almost everyones stuff (mac included, his water bottle exploded because of Hippo's foot)

Joe once found a spider the size of his palm and screamed so loudly that even Disco could hear it through his headphones

They all look out for eachother, Disco plays music in the background whilst everyone trains, Kaiser gives tips on how to move more efficiently in the ring, Joe helps hype everyone up and well Hippo, hippo makes sure everyone is fed after training of course

Disco listens to music with his head phones a bit too loudly... Kaiser has to remind him to turn it down unless he wants to end up partially deaf (kaiser is partially deaf)

When little Mac first joined, Joe saved him the least beaten up locker. It was missing a door and had a punch shaped dent which suspiciously aligned perfectly with kaiser's fist...

King hippo has a locker dedicated to storing food... No. He is NOT sharing said food unless he is in a good mood

When Mac is alone he steals food from Hippo's food locker, no one has caught him yet

One time, kaisers back cracked mid push up and it was so bad Disco and Joe thought he broke something

Mac has caught Disco singing in the showers and yes, Mac did record it. He threatens to show it to everyone whenever Disco tries to annoy him

One time Joe tripped over a misplaced tile on the floor and fell straight into a sink which ended up breaking off the wall and landed on his hand thus breaking it

Now Disco jokes that the sink was glass joe's 100th loss

A similar thing happened with kaiser but instead he sat on a bench and fucking broke it in half. Lets just say Disco found that the funniest thing ever

Disco doesnt have little "hehe" giggle oh nah Disco's laugh would have a beginning middle and end, he would charge up and unleash it, its not a laugh its a hearty roar.

Kaiser sneezes so loudly, sometimes Joe cant tell wether he is yelling something or actually sneezing.

Since king hippo can only roar, Mac learnt sign language to communicate with him, however the only thing he ever told Mac was that kaiser secretly isnt 42 he is 62 which Mac actually thought was true

"kaiser is it true your 62? I mean if you are then, thats impressive you look great for 62!"

"w-was?...."

Kaiser shaved his mustache off one time and until it grew back, no one looked at him in the eye

Joe takes long showers. Doesnt help when there is only 2 and one of them doesnt work because someone (Disco) made mustard gas in that one and everyone was told not to use it

OKAY SO I FEAR I HAD ALOT OF FUN MAKING THIS SO IM GONNA DO ONE FOR THE REST NOW😈😈

[jaredpadonlyyyy]

• • 🎀 • ✩ ✩ ༄ 𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙂𝙄𝙍𝙇 𝙋𝙏. 𝙏𝙒𝙊

✩ 𝙎. 𝙒𝙄𝙉𝘾𝙃𝙀𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙭 𝙔/𝙉

𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎:

𝙎𝙈𝙐𝙏, 𝙐𝙎𝙀 𝙊𝙁 𝙔/𝙉, 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝘼 𝙎𝙇𝙊𝙒𝘽𝙐𝙍𝙉, 𝙉𝙎𝙁𝙒, 𝙈𝙄𝙉𝙊𝙍𝙎 𝙎𝙊 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙄𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏, 𝙁𝙇𝙐𝙁𝙁, 𝘿𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙃, 𝘽𝙇𝙊𝙊𝘿, 𝙈𝙀𝙉𝙏𝘼𝙇 𝙄𝙎𝙎𝙐𝙀𝙎, 𝘿𝙍𝙐𝙂 𝙐𝙎𝙀, 𝙈𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝙊𝙁 𝙀𝘿, 𝙈𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝙊𝙁 𝙎𝘼, 𝘼𝙇𝘾𝙊𝙃𝙊𝙇 𝙐𝙎𝙀, 𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙎𝙏.

𝙎𝙐𝙈𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙔:

𝙔/𝙉 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙎𝙖𝙢 𝙒𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧. 𝙎𝙝𝙚’𝙨 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙭 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧. 𝙍𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚, 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙭 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙝 𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚 𝙒𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧.

𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂: 𝙎𝙈𝙐𝙏, 𝙈𝘼𝙇𝙀 𝙍𝙀𝘾𝙄𝙀𝙑𝙄𝙉𝙂, 𝙁𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙂, 𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙈𝙐𝙇𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉, 𝙎𝙌𝙐𝙄𝙍𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙂.

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Y/N had barely finished cooking when the door to her house opened. Y/N smiled wide immediately as she knew who it was. She puts down the cleaning rag and walked out the kitchen seeing both brothers as they put their duffle bags down. Sam and Y/N made eye contact and he smiled. She ran into his arms and jumped as she laughed. She grabbed both sides of his face crashing her lips against his in a searing kiss. Someone cleared their throat behind them and they pulled away. “Dean, hey!” She smiled over at her brother in law. She jumped off her husband’s arms and went to go hug Dean. Sam walked over to his little girl as she squealed at seeing that her father was home. “How’s my little sweet cheeks.” Sam said.

He picked her up and started kissing her all over her chubby little face. Dean and Y/N walked over after they pulled away from the hug. “How’s baby Char” Dean said as charlottes smile widen at seeing Dean.

Dean grabs her from his brother’s arms as the couple smile seeing Dean with the baby. “So, are you both hungry? I made food.” She said looking up at her husband. “I’m starving.” Dean said looking away from baby Charlotte. “I also made cobbler.” She said. Dean smirked as he looked at his sister in law. “I think you married the wrong brother.” Dean joked. “Ha, ha, funny.” Sam said to his brother as he joked. The three of them walked into the dinning room and saw it was already set up for them to just sit and eat.

Dean brought the babies high chair putting it beside him as he sat down.

Y/N serving all of them and they all sat and ate, and the brothers told her all about their hunts and how many people they had saved. They talked and they had a good time laughing, and playing around with Charlotte. After they were done. Y/N made a bottle of milk for the baby so she could put her to sleep. Dean offered to do it. So, Y/N started with the dishes as Dean fed the baby. Sam went to go shower. She was in the middle of washing the dishes when a pair of big arms wrapped around her waist. “Hey.” The voice of her husband said as he lays his chin on her shoulder. “Hey.” She smiled at him as he softly kissed her neck. Her eyes closed at the feeling of his lips on hers. His hands took place of her hips getting a tight grip. “I missed you.” Sam whispered in her ear as she puts the last plate on the dish rack. “I’ve missed you too.” She said back. Sam nipped her ear making her gasp softly as her hands go to grip on the counter.

“Let’s make another baby?” He whispered as she laughed. She turned off the water and she turned her body around in his arms. “No more babies.” She said as she runs her hands on his chest. “But I do want you.” She said as she looked up into his hazel eyes. “Dean go to sleep?” She asked him softly as he nods.

She looked over his shoulder trying to listen to see if she hears any noise. And when she doesn’t she gets out of his grip and walked away turning off the light of the kitchen. She looked over her shoulder as she pulled her dress over her head leaving her in only her laced thong. Sam groaned already getting hard. “What are you waiting for?” She asked as he rushed towards her getting behind her as his big hands went to her chest as he walked them over to their room as he kissed her bare shoulders making her lightly gasp.

But before it could get any further their daughter started crying, making the couple groan. Y/N walks into her room and grabs her robe putting it on before she walked over to her daughter’s room to already see Sam talking to their daughter. She went behind him placing her hands on his waist. “How about you go into the room and wait for me?” She whispered to him. Sam smiled and nodded his head kissing his little girl good night and walked out of the room as he left her to put the baby back to sleep by rocking her.

Y/N walked into her room and she heard the shower running. She walked inside and saw that Sam was filling up the bathtub with water to make a bubble bath. She smiled as he looked up at her. “I think we need this.” Sam told her as she took off her robe and her thong throwing it aside. “I think you’re right.” She told him making him chuckle as she walked over. She touched the water and got inside as she looked at Sam get undressed. She bit her lip as she looked at what he was packing down there. Sam just smirked.

He got in behind her. The good thing was that both of them fit. Since he was 6’4 and she was 6ft tall. She was glad to be a very tall person. Y/N relaxed her back on him as he wrapped his big arms around her. They both sigh their eyes closed as they enjoy the warm water. “I desperately needed this.” She told him. “Yeah, same here.” He said as he rubs his finger against her stomach. “I miss hunting.” She told him.

Sam’s hazel eyes opened and he lifted his head as he looked at her. “We could always hired a babysitter.” He said but she shook her head. “I don’t trust anyone that our daughter.” She told him. It’s one of the main reasons she left the hunters life in the first place. She could never trust anyone that wasn’t Sam who’s her father or her uncle Dean. She wouldn’t be able to do a hunt right if she would to do that. She could them or herself killed that way. And she’s a very good hunter and knew that it’s better not to even risk it.

“I could always stay with her.” He said to her softly as she laid her head back on his chest. She opened her eyes and smiled up at him. “As much as that sounds amazing, I would prefer for you to take care of her for the day, so I can go have a day to myself.” She said as he chuckled. “Well, you can always do that tomorrow, we don’t have to leave until like a few days” he told her as she leaned up and kissed him.

A while later after relaxing. She got out of the water and let Sam take a proper shower. She got dressed and she sat in her vanity finishing her skin care routine when Sam walked out of the bathroom with just a towel around his waist, he was drying his hair not noticing how his wife was looking at him. She turned and bites her lip. His hazel eyes looked at her.

He smirked as he walked over to her and leaned down to give her a kiss on her lips making her smile into the kiss. He was about to turn around but she stopped him. He frowned as he looked down at her in question. She reached over and took his towel off his waist. Sam’s breath hitched as she leaned over and kissed his v-line. Her hands on both sides of his hips as she grazes her teeth making the hunter groan his head thrown back as he started panting getting hard.

She grabbed his dick and started to pump it as he whimpered. She kissed up his body to his chest, to his neck, and finally getting to his lips. Her hands on his cock going up and down as his hips buckled in her hand as he softly moaned. Her lips touched his and they both kissed. She then pulled away and she kissed down his body again. Kissing, sucking, biting.

Finally she got down to his dick bringing it to her lips and she licked the slit from where his pre-cum was in and he groaned as he threw his head back. Sam looks down at her just as she takes him all into her mouth. Sam gasped and moaned as the head hits the back of her throat. “Fuck.” Sam’s eyes closed as she swirled her thong making his cock twitch in pure pleasure. She tried taking as much of him as she can.

Both of her hands on either side of his thighs as his big hand puts his fingers through her hair as he starts moving his hips moaning as she started to bob her head. Up and down, up and down. Sam grits his teeth pulling her off him as he felt how close he was. It’s been 2 weeks since they’ve been together. He needed to be inside of her. Breathing heavily she looks up at him. “If I didn’t stop you I would’ve just cum.” He said catching his breath. She smirked at him. Sam pulled her up grabbing her by her chin as he gave her a sloppy kiss as she moaned into the kiss

His other hand brought her closer after he discarded her clothes to the side bringing her into his body. His hard cock rubbing on her thigh as she walked him over to their bed. Sam fell onto the bed as she pulled away and she started kissing down as the hunter threw his head back gripping the sheets as she got to his lower stomach and licked his happy trail as he whimpered. She grabbed his dick and started to pump it up and down as she sucked a mark on his hip. Breathing hard sam looked at her his mouth dropped open as his cock twitch in her hand again.

Sam sat up and picked her up. Both of his arms around her waist flipping her on her back as she gasped at the sudden move. She giggled and moans as his fingers ran down her body. Grazing her hard nipples, to her stomach and over to her wet slits and to her clit making her gasp as he lightly touched her swollen clit. “Fuck.” She softly moaned. She didn’t want to moan hard, because of their daughter and because Dean was in the house as well. He would usually choose to stay out the night and look for a woman. But he was way too tired to even go out.

Y/N spreads her legs more open as he glides his fingers up and down her folds, teasing her entrance. Playing with her entrance she squirmed and lets out a moan as he plunged in both of his long fingers. Her toes pointed as her legs shook as he went in and out of her in a fast pace. His teeth gritting hard as he looked at the face his wife was making, the way her breathing stopped as his fingers hit the sweet spot over and over again. She went to grip onto his bicep.

“Ah, I’m cumming, fuck, Sam, fuck!” She lets out a loud moan as her nails dig into his arm. The coil in her stomach about to explode. “Harder, harder, don’t stop!” She gasped, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she violently shook. The coil in her stomach exploded as her walls flutters on his long fingers. Still going in and out, letting her ride out her high. Sam kept on going. “Fuck! Too much!” She said moaning and squealing as he didn’t stop at all. He kept on going trying to get another orgasm out of her. He harshly rubbed her clit as she tried to take his fingers out of her. But before she could her eyes rolls back again as her mouth dropped open forgetting how to breath and she squirted in his hands moaning

Sam took out his fingers as her body slumped onto the bed breathing so heavy. She thinks she just saw heaven. He’s made her squirt before. And it was always the best feeling ever. She loved the way he would pleasure her in ways no other man had done.

Her legs felt like jelly. She looked up at her husband as he smirked down at her. He got in between her legs. “Ready?” He asked her as she smiled stupidly at him. He grabbed his long cock putting it in her soaked entrance and sank in making them moan.

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The next morning. Y/N opened her eyes as her alarm clock went off. She groaned as she went to go slam her hand on it. “Turn off, turn off.” She grumbled as she peaked an eye open. She was lying on her stomach as she had fallen asleep like that after their last round of sex. They went all three rounds last night. Especially since he’s going to be leaving her for probably another two weeks in a few days. After she turned off the alarm. She sat up the sheets falling off her naked body as she stretched. She felt her nipples get hard as the cold morning hits them. She looked to her side and didn’t see Sam sleeping next to her.

He’s always been a really early bird. Even after their amazing session last night. He was able to get up so early. She stood up and walked over to her dresser, and pulled out some panties, brown sweats. She went into hers and Sam’s closet and she pulled out the matching hoodie to the sweats she was wearing.

She pulled it over her bare chest. Putting on her slippers not really caring how she looked. She walked out to the kitchen to find Sam and Charolette giggling softly as he fed her. That sight was to die for. Her heart melted. “Mornin’” she greeted her husband and her daughter as they both looked over at her. She had gotten her father’s puppy dog eyes and his eye color. She got Y/H/C but she mostly looked like the spitting image of the Winchester man.

“Mommy needs coffee.” She said as she walked over to the coffee pot and she smiled seeing there was coffee already made. “How are you feeling this morning?” Sam asked her. She turned towards him and she scoffed as she saw his smirk. “I’m not sore” she lied. Sam’s smirk grew at her lie. “Oh yeah?” He said to her as he finished feeding Charolette. “Yup.”

Sam walked behind her as his hands slid down into her sore pussy. His finger grazed her clit making her wince. “Haha!” He said pulling away as she rolled her eyes. “Okay, Mr. Big dick. Don’t get too cocky on me.” She told him as she drank her black coffee. Just then. Dean walked out rubbing his eyes. “It’s way too early for this.” He said as he dragged his feet towards the coffee as it was calling his name. Both couple look at the older Winchester as he pours some coffee into the mug. He took a drink and turned around to them. “Next time I’m staying in a motel.” He said as she bursted out laughing. “I-I didn’t think we were that loud.” Y/N laughed as he mocked her groaning.

“Oh fuck Sam, right there!” He mocked her moans in a squeaky voice. “I don’t sound like that!” She yelled at the Winchester man. The two bickered as they all ate breakfast and they laughed along with the baby.

An hour later. Y/N walked out of the room she shares with Sam in a maxi dress, her cowgirl boots, her hair down in loose curls. Her makeup done lightly as she was ready to spend the day with one of her friends. “Okay, so the milk is in the fridge, you know where all the stuff is.” She kissed her husband on the lips and kissed her daughter in the cheek as she waved to them grabbing her keys to her BMW and walked out.

She pulled up to Nina’s house and she walked out smiling at the Winchester woman. She got inside and she drove away. “I’m guessing that sexy husband of yours is back?” She asked her as she fastened her seatbelt. “Yes, he is.” She told her as Nina smirked.

“I can see that. You’re fucking glowing.” She told her as Y/N rolled her eyes smiling. “You’re dripping with sex, amiga.” She said as she flipped her hair back. “Shut up.” She told her as she blushed thinking about all the things Sam did to her last night. He was so good to her. “So, when can I meet the other brother?” She asked her friend as Y/N smirked.

“How about later tonight? At dinner?” She told her as Nina nodded her head. “Ooh I’m with it.” She told her. “I need to get laid.” She said making her laugh. “Didn’t you have someone over like last night?” She asked her as Nina smirked. “Hey, a girl has needs no matter how many men or women she’s had.” She said

“You disgust me.” Y/N told her as they arrived to their first stop. Coffee.

After their coffee the woman went to go do their nails, their hair. Y/N needed a touch up on her hair. They went shopping for some new clothes. She got her daughter and her husband some stuff. He was not going to like the fact that she spent money on him. She always did it anyways. She was Rich and he was her husband. Y/N was smiling until the back of her hairs stood up. Her smile faded and she looked around. Her hunters instinct kicked in immediately.

She felt like she was being watched, but she didn’t see anyone around. Well, everyone looked normal. But then again, the supernatural was unpredictable, and could catch you by surprise if you weren’t careful “hey, are you okay?” Nina asked her snapping her out of it. “Yeah, uh, I’m just missing char.” She told her. “Well, how about we go home so I could meet this brother.” Nina told her as Y/N shook her head at her.

“Yeah, let’s go.” She said to her as they got up, threw their stuff away. She looked around one last time and followed after her friend. What she didn’t see was the thing lurking in the corner looking at the hunter with a smirk. “You’ll see me soon Winchester.” It said.

Y/N and Nina arrived back at her house and they walked inside. “I’m home!” She shouted as the air smelled really good. “I have a guest.” She said. Sam walked out of the kitchen with a smile on his face. He leaned down placing his lips gently on hers. He pulled away and looked over at Nina. “Nina, hey.” Sam greeted her. Dean also walked out of the kitchen with Charolette in his arms and her apron on around him. He made eye contact with Nina and they smirk.

“Hey, Nina, this is Dean, Sam’s older brother. Dean this is Nina a good friend of mine.” She introduced them. They both shook hands flirting with their eyes. “Hello, beautiful.” Dean smiled at her as she smiled back. He gave Sam back the baby putting his whole attention towards her. “Hey, handsome.” She eyed him. Sam and his wife made eye contact with each other and the snorted. “Hey, can I talk to you for a second?” Y/N asked him as he nods his head at her.

Sam gave Nina the baby as she wanted to see her. “We’ll be right back.” Sam told them as she pulled him into her office. “Don’t do some kinky shit!” Dean yelled making her roll her eyes at the man’s words. “What’s up?” Sam asked her as she had her back towards him. She sighs and runs her hand through her hair. “I was being followed today.” She went out with it. Sam’s hazel eyes widen at what she told him.

“I didn’t want to worry Nina that’s why I didn’t show that anything was wrong.” She told him as he nods his head. “Do you know what it could’ve been?” He asked her as she sighs. “I don’t know, babe.” She told him. “But if there’s something following me, I can’t have Charolette here.” She said as their minds go over to the bunker. It’s where Sam is staying in when he’s hunting with his brother. “Come to the bunker, for a bit.” Sam told her as she bites her lip thinking about it. The bunker was too closed off for her liking.

But she had no other choice. Their daughter came first. She looked up at her husband and her eyes watered. “I’m scared.” She told him as he walked over and hugged her. “I know, baby. Me too.” He told her as he rubbed her back. “How about you go out there. We have some dinner, and I talk to Dean after” Sam suggested and Y/N nodded her head at that.

So that’s what they all did. Had dinner, talked and laughed not knowing what’s coming their way.

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I don’t know why tumblr hasn’t been letting me use my IRLS ANYMORE!

[ronniemity]

tend to realize im depressed the most when i look back on my week at the weekend and try to remember when i last showered, which usually was the sunday before.

[diactrl]

well, i’m alive, it’s been a while and i’ve missed you ALL <33

[pillowenvelopchair]

A quick long-winded analysis on Magdalene's character design

Hi again!! this is me being insane again lol. The character I'm doing an analysis is Magdalene, who is the Tarnished from Still Waters Run Deep that's made by @un-local (hi again... erm... ignore me being crazy about your fic again... for who knows how many times at this point)

This was supposed to be a short analysis but it quickly grew wayyyy out of hand (as all my rambles tend to do, this one just happens to be a bit more coherent... maybe... I hope so at least.)

Magdalene's Character design and my read on it

Character design can be broken down into two groups: Functionality vs Fantasy (see this video by Proko and Knight Zhang, it’s explained wonderfully). And funnily enough, Magdalene and Rogier just happen to be on opposite sides of each other!

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Magdalene, at the start, is someone who is aimless and refuses to follow Grace no matter what. And because of that, she’s covered head to toe with dull neutral colors, and it even reaches her scimitar and shield. The clothing she wears is all practical, there's a reason for why it is all there. 

She fits within the world of Elden Ring seamlessly and blends right in with the rest of the cast of characters we meet during the game. She's just as worn down by the world as most of the NPCs and it shows (those killer eyebags).

Her design doesn’t have any ornate patterns on it. The most pattern-y thing I can think of is her top, but even then it’s a simple design. There isn’t any of that fancy schmancy stuff Rogier has adorned all over his clothes (this guy’s garb…goodness gracious). 

Because of her practicality + her colors, it doesn’t let her stand out from any of the other NPCs in the game. She blends in and it makes her almost invisible. Like she’s nothing of note. 

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(I was supposed to draw something but noooo my motivation didn't allow for it to be fully rendered. It's still stuck in its sketch... So here's Magdalene edited onto the armor itself instead lol)

Her clothes and even her shield and sword are all strictly neutral colors (minus that little colored thing that's attached to the sash on her top... not too sure what that is exactly). Her clothes are all washed-out browns, and even the patterns on her top are also neutral colors. Her scale armor is silver and her gauntlets are all silver too. Hell- even her shield's all neutral colors too. 

Her colors are almost a reflection of nature, albeit an almost dulled-out version of it. Soil, for growth, and wood for strength, are all that Magdalene embodies and displays (with anxiety added for flavor lol). It almost feels weakened.

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While other NPCs have other colors in their design (such as Millicent or Sellen), they sort of show what faction they belong to. But Magdalene? Her colors reflect how she doesn’t quite believe in anything these lands have to offer. She’s not keen on believing in the Order’s fundamentals, in fact, she’s quite skeptical of it all. 

It does, however, show how she is aimless within this big world. With no one to really guide her in this dangerous world she just kind of wanders, avoiding where Grace points.

Interestingly enough, she actually gains color once she kind of sides with Rogier. 

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Rogier's Rapier

When Rogier gives Magdalene his rapier she gets her first vibrant hue. She was given a purpose, and hope for once after coming to the lands between. 

Red and gold are what she was given. 

That red gem in the middle could mean blood, vigor, passion, and even life. It's the core of the Order, literally. Marika had ordered Godfrey to wage war so the Order spread. He had vigor, took the lives of many all in the name of the Order, and was forsaken by it.

Passion is what made the Order what it is today and what is needed to be able to fix its faults.

And what sprouts from the red gem? Gold branches that intertwine with each other. Fluid, curved, a show of adaptability. It's almost like a representation of the Erdtree, how it was able to adapt magic into its Order. It is what the Order was before and what it needs to be now.

When Rogier gives his Rapier to Magdalene her vigor is renewed. She finally has a new hope, a new purpose that she truly believes in. A new goal to give it her all, an escape from a destiny she had never asked for.

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Squares, people, SQUARES!

I noticed that her design has a lot of squares too.

Her top has a boxy shape (the patterns too), and her shield even has squares as a pattern. Even her bangs are square-ish too! It gives it a sort of coherency and a bit of a whisper of her general character.

Squares are traditionally used to show a character that is strong, reliable, and stubborn. They are usually straightforward and have that sort of stability that triangles and circles don't really have.

However, they aren't as flexible as a circle or as cunning as a triangle would be, and blah blah blah you get the gist.

Magdalene perfectly embodies those square characteristics. She is strong, sturdy as an ox, and reliable as hell. But at the same time, she doesn’t quite have that roundness Rogier has. That sort of adaptability he has.

She doesn't really know what's really happening in these lands and (probably) doesn't want to figure out all those fine details that don't really mean much to her (that's Rogier's job).

She may be strong in her beliefs but she doesn’t quite know what to believe in (yet).

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Also... her scavenged Banished Knight's Shield...

A tall medium-sized metal shield. Given to knights who, whether by misfortune or misdeed, were forced to abandon their homes. Most of these knights were sent to the fringes, where they were forced to start anew with only despair for company.

I just think that this is a neat little thing that I found out about while I was looking for anything that had any relevance to Mag's character. :0)

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A quick comparison to Rogier:

Rogier is a very ambitious and driven man (see my last ramble on my thoughts about him– oh and you bet I had so so much to talk about lol). He has all the vibrancy and he really stands out compared to everyone in the Roundtable hold.

Most NPCs kind of look like Magdalene, with their regards of color. They're usually covered with neutral/dulled-out colors but with a splash of hue that shows their purpose/backstory.

But Rogier uses a bunch of colors and he is covered by it, head to toe. Like... look at him!

Another character I can think of who’s also covered head to toe with another color is D with his armor (which is one of the most impractical armor I’ve ever seen. Why are you wearing that D). This gives us an… interesting show of his backstory and his beliefs (I talked a bit about Rogier's colors and how they related to his beliefs over on HERE it's at the very bottom of the whole ramble lol)

But compared to Magdalene? Well, if Rogier's covered by vibrancy, vigor, and life, then she is covered by dullness. Lifeless and purposeless.

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Magdalene's scar:

Her scar is what you notice first about her (or at least it was for me) and it lets her stand out from her invisibility. And since it's on one of her eyes it really makes you focus on it. It shows us that there is a story behind it, how she had a life before coming to the Lands Between.

She was able to survive WOLVES, you guys. WOLVES. A PACK OF THEM. WOLVES.

Even though it's "a very painful acquisition" (Ch. 4) it shows that she was able to survive despite it. It is a show of stubbornness, strength, and vulnerability all in one. You can even consider it a 3-in-1 shampoo if you so desire...

Though, despite all her strength, it does show that she's still human. She's able to be cut, bleed, and scarred like one.

Also, it totally gives her intimidation points too lol. With those eye bags and a nasty scar hoooo boy.

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Anyway, that's it for the ramble!! I hope you guys enjoyed my insanity lol. I had so much fun trying to pry out some stuff from Magdalene's design andI believe that the choices made for her design were purposeful to be able to tell her character :0)

This is probably just me reading too much into it and seeing things I'm imagining, but I still hope I was able to give some more insight into her character

Feel free to add in stuff you've noticed if you want too! This is just what I've noticed

an extra thing but this is totally her lol:

have a good week everyone!!! I'll be going back to drawing hell.

[shower-phantom-ideas]

If I never post here again after the 27th just know I died this is middle of the woods back waters air bnb

[altruistic-meme]

i regret all of my life choices

(^ stayed up too late and had to wake up early and is mad about it)

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i feel like more people need to realize we are all share the same sky and none of us are truly ever alone