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Wait, since we were robbed of having an episode about Samhain and seeing them in a festival, let's indulge in headcanonery (?) rn

Inspired by @rottenzombrainz 's slice of life headcanons, I'm giving a huge kiss to your brain rn

What each house would prepare for a school festival – headcanons

Frostheim

Hhhmm, maybe they'd be responsible for the play! Frostheimers are the ones that are super cultured and fancy since they're all rich lol I think they'd have all the resources needed to buy beautiful costumes and props. Maybe they'd do some Shakespeare play like Hamlet, but I wouldn't put it past them to do a musical too, like The Phantom of the Opera, complete with a huge chandelier falling down :0

Vagastrom

They would be the ones responsible for the games!! All of those festival games like card flipping (menko), shooting, throwing, ball scooping, fishing yoyo, garapon (lottery machine) and other puzzles. I think Vagastrom students would have a lot of fun challenging festival-goers even if it's not a physical challenge lol. The whole place would be filled with the sounds of people having fun! Btw, Sho would probably open a little booth with snacks ofc hehe

Jabberwock

A safari exhibition, obviously. What better moment to sell tickets for a tour around the dorm than during a festival? I'm pretty sure they would go all out, though. Maybe the tour could be done at night (if the anomalies agree lol) and everything could be lit by fairylights. The caves would have ambient music, there would be wind chimes everywhere, and bubbles would be flying around to reflect the lights (courtesy of Towa). It'd be like a true fantasy experience for anyone who decided to participate!

Sinostra

They would run a cafe for sure. Romeo would NOT pass up on the opportunity to make some money. Also, it's not like Sinostra would care that much about the festival, so it'd be best to participate by doing something they're already used to. Since a lot of people would flock to Darkwick due to the festival, including kids, they wouldn't be able to sell booze nor anything of the sort, but they'd have great food, including a little bit of Italian cuisine – pizza, carbonara, lasagne, candied fruits, gelato, torrone, espresso... people would leave with the belly full and wallets empty.

Hotarubi

They would do plenty of presentations!! Odori, taiko, koto, shamisen – everything that's related to japanese traditional culture, they'd give a huuuuge show. A lot of people would flock to Hotarubi to watch Subaru give a little snippet of his abilities as a kabuki actor too, and it'd probably be one of the most visited dorms in the whole campus! I think they'd also give a few mini workshops of tea ceremony, ikebana, puppet theatre, and origami.

Obscuary

A huge, beautiful and extremely creepy haunted mansion/labyrinth!! Obscuary is literally the perfect place for a haunted attraction. The Victorian-esque visuals of the dorm would attract a lot of people who want to test their courage, especially with all the rumors about a real werewolf and a real vampire living in that place. The mansion would be eerily silent, just the sound of creaking wood and the whoosh of "ghosts" flying around to have people on their toes, so the jumpscares would be even more efficient.

Mortkranken

They would 1000000% do an interactive medical exhibition. The students could guide the visitors throughout a day in the life of a scientist/doctor! Showing them which instruments they use for surgery (even teaching how to suture wounds); which meds are useful for certain diseases; how to measure blood pressure and auscultate heart and lung sounds and so on and so forth... a little LARPing as a doctor for an afternoon hehe

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Digital Billboards and Bumper Stickers

I handed another can of food to Eggskin, thinking idle thoughts about skin and scale color. Neither of us were what I considered kindergarten-crayon colors, though I was somewhere in the white-brown-pink area while they were a yellow-green-white. Someday I’d ask them if they knew their scales were the color of human boogers (no I wouldn’t).

Really I was thinking about that to avoid reading the labels of the food, since most of them had my alien crewmates in mind, and looked profoundly unappealing to me. This stack was mostly bug paste. Some cans were shelled, and some unshelled. Flavored with the highest quality algae. Bluh.

“That’s the last of these,” I said happily, handing it over.

Eggskin placed it on the shelf and looked thoughtfully down at the counter still strewn with shelf-stable food. “Let’s do the seed paste next. Leave the herb stalks out; I’ll want to use them sooner than the rest.”

Following their pointing claw, I located the jars of peanut-butter-adjacent food, and the narrow boxes that I’d thought were spaghetti. “Got it.” I shoved the boxes aside and started passing the jars to Eggskin for placement. Reorganizing the shelves was a lot of work. I could see why they’d asked for assistance. At the very least, it would have gotten boring after a while.

Eggskin asked, “So what was the captain grumbling about just now?”

I thought back to when Eggskin had recruited my help from outside the cockpit. I’d only been there to bring Wio the water bottle she’d left in the lounge, but it had been long enough to pick up the gist of the conversation. “All the ships in this area have extra information on their ID’s, and they keep popping up as images overlaying the map, making it hard to see where everything is.”

Eggskin turned with the speed of a striking snake. “What area? Where are we going? I knew I should have checked the schedule.”

“I didn’t catch the name,” I said, but Eggskin was already racing for the door.

“Put away the jars, please; I’ll get the rest later!”

I paused for a moment, then hurried to put all the seed paste jars next to the cans of bug paste, labels forward and in neat rows. Then I ran after Eggskin.

When I arrived at the cockpit, I found our ship’s cook/medic with a hand on Wio’s chair, pointing something out to the captain.

Captain Sunlight sat in the copilot’s seat, frowning at the screen. Many colors reflected off her bright yellow scales, glowing from the mishmash of light that was normally a dark starfield. “If we make that much of a detour, we won’t be able to make the delivery on time. We’ll just have to go dark on communications until we get there.”

Eggskin made a concerned noise as Wio tapped several buttons with her tentacles. The room was suddenly darker as all the company logos and custom images blinked out of sight. The screen now held the usual blackness of space, speckled with stars — one close enough to be called a sun — and a variety of ships mostly heading to or from a distant space station shaped like a tube. There were also far more asteroids hanging around than I was entirely comfortable with.

But before I could ask about that, the music started.

I think it was music. “What is that?” I asked at the jumble of sound. It sounded like several radio stations at once, some playing recognizable instruments, some talking, and others making what sounded like rude noises.

In a tone of defeat, Eggskin said, “The ads and taunts can detect visual sensors. Some ships target outsiders in exactly our position: no time or money to buy a blocker.”

Wio made a rude sound of her own and turned the volume down.

Captain Sunlight was still frowning. “I don’t want to speak ill of anyone else’s way of life, but this is terrible.”

Eggskin gripped both chairs, eyes trained on the screen. “It’s one of many reasons why I left. You’ll want to keep that big ship between us and the station for as long as you can.” They pointed briefly. “Or else we’ll have a Core on our tail wanting to fine us for flying blind.”

“Terrible,” the captain repeated. But she instructed Wio to do as they said, while aiming for one specific asteroid that hadn’t come onscreen yet.

This seemed like a good time to ask. “Why are there so many asteroids this close to the station?”

Captain Sunlight flicked a glance at me, possibly only now noticing I was there in the doorway.

Eggskin answered without turning. “It was meant to be a tourist attraction, but the company got bought out and the project abandoned. Now half of the gravity engines are failing, and reputable businesses are leaving the area.”

Wio said, “It still looks awfully busy.”

“That would be the disreputable sorts. If you see a triangle where the stars disappear for a moment, fly at max speed in the other direction, never mind the delivery time.”

Captain Sunlight turned her frown on Eggskin. “It’s that extreme of a danger?”

The hands on both chairs tightened. “Yes.”

I studied the screen for any sign of disappearing stars. Black ships in the blackness of space were uncommon back in familiar territory, for the simple reason that they risked having someone crash into them and atomize both ships. But it sounded like someone here considered that a risk worth taking so they could sneak up on others. I didn’t ask what they did when they succeeded.

We spent a tense few minutes flying in silence, with no sign of invisible ships and only a few pop-ups. Apparently even flying blind couldn’t block all of them out. At least these were mostly informational things on the asteroids themselves, defunct notifications about events and attractions that had never been finalized.

One ship that looked cobbled together from spare parts had a blank panel above the thrusters that drew my eyes with how bright white it was. Eggskin stared at it intently. “This could be nothing,” they said, “But it could be important. Use a tight-beam scan for that panel.”

Wio did. As if the ship was just waiting for someone to look, it accelerated away and produced an image that glowed on our screen after it was long gone. The stylized pair of shapes were vaguely familiar.

While Eggskin made a disappointed grumble, I asked, “What is that? I’ve seen that symbol on the back of a racing ship.”

“I believe,” said Captain Sunlight, “It is an insult. A view of the bottoms of the pilot’s feet as they swim or fly away from you.”

“Oh,” I said. “Huh. I guess it’s like mooning someone. Or an ‘Eat my dust’ bumper sticker.”

Before anyone could ask what human nonsense I was talking about, Wio spotted the meeting location. “This one, right?” she asked the captain. “The mid-sized flat one?”

Captain Sunlight consulted a smaller screen. “That is where they said to meet. But they also said they would be here before us, ready to rush off as soon as they got our delivery.”

Wio and Captain Sunlight inspected the surrounding area for other ships, which all seemed to have left. I kept watching the stars, sparing a glance for Eggskin, who looked more intense than ever.

“Scan the landing area,” they said suddenly.

The message that popped up this time was a simple text one, in a language I didn’t recognize.

But Eggskin did. “Thought so. Send a tight-beam message back to open the drop box. This message.” They rattled off a string of numbers that Wio dutifully copied down and sent. I saw the captain also copy it onto her notepad with an expression that suggested she had some questions for Eggskin later.

Lo and behold, the flat part of the asteroid rolled back into an empty space that could have fit a ship larger than ours. The light of the distant sun showed it to be empty.

Captain Sunlight sat back, exasperated. “Where did they go?”

Wio said, “There’s a ship over there. Is that them?” She turned our view to show a speedy little junker careening between the asteroids toward us.

“I don’t think so,” the captain said. “Unless they had to use a different ship.”

A patch of stars behind it winked out. I pointed. “Invisible ship!”

Before Wio could hit the thrusters, Eggskin commanded, “Get in the drop box!”

Wio threw a glance at Captain Sunlight, who nodded. Wio sent our little courier ship diving into the secret hidey-hole, folding the solar sails and transmitting the other message Eggskin gave her to close the hatch.

It was very dark inside that drop box. I thought briefly about the rest of the crew, who had no idea how much danger they were in. I didn’t even know how much danger we were in. But I suspected it was a lot.

Eggskin said, “We should be safe after a few minutes. Given their trajectory, they were chasing that other ship. Even if they saw us, they’ll be busy.”

Wio asked, “These aren’t the people who will fine us, are they?”

“No,” Eggskin said firmly. “The Core will fine you, because they’re what passes for a police force out here. Spherical ships, like a planet’s core. That,” they said, pointing emphatically, “Was a Lancer. They will dismantle your ship, sell it for scrap, and sell you to a work camp. No, the Core won’t stop them. Yes, it’s terrible.”

The captain nodded. “One of the many reasons why you left.”

“Yes.”

“Well, we very much appreciate your expertise today!”

“I’m just glad I realized where we are,” Eggskin said. “I’ll make a point of checking the schedule more regularly.”

“And I will make a point of not accepting deliveries for this part of space, no matter how much they pay,” the captain said wryly.

We sat there a little while longer, until Eggskin said it was safe to open the hatch. All the stars were in place as we ventured out. Nothing moved, not even any drifting bits of dismantled ship. Good news.

But also bad news, since we still didn’t know where our client was.

“I will be extremely disappointed if all this risk was for nothing,” Captain Sunlight said. “Eggskin, are there likely to be other drop boxes nearby that they could have hidden in?”

Eggskin let out a breath. “If there are, I won’t know the codes for them.”

The captain made another note to herself, and told Wio to search the area for other likely asteroids. I did my part by continuing to watch the stars, just in case.

Wio said, “Most of these have a flat enough area to land on.”

Eggskin put in, “By design.”

“Should I turn the communications back on, to look for markers?” Wio asked. “There are no other ships over here to jam our screen.”

Eggskin muttered, “Optimistic.”

Captain Sunlight said, “Do it.”

The drifting space rocks were suddenly festooned with logos. It wasn’t as bad as before, but it wasn’t great. They were all old and glitchy.

Wio turned the volume up slightly, just enough to hear that any audio messages had dissolved into static. “If anybody spots something promising, sing out.”

We all watched the screen as Wio slowly toured the area. A couple of asteroids had newer pop-ups, but these were clearly graffiti: messages about how somebody was the envy of this half of the galaxy, or how whoever was reading the message should go stick their tail in a thruster.

“What species made most of this?” Wio asked.

“The original owners were Frillians,” said Eggskin. “Though that graffiti clearly wasn’t.”

“And what species is our client?” Wio asked the captain. “Or is it a mixed ship?”

Captain Sunlight glanced down at her notes, then up at me. “Human.”

Oh. No pressure. “I haven’t seen anything yet that looks particularly human-ish,” I said. “But I’ll look.” I gave up on the stars for now, and stared at the asteroids. “Are those two just extra flat, or do they have panels like that one ship did?”

Wio dutifully moved closer and scanned the two that I pointed out. One was a political slogan about something Waterwill-related from several years ago.

The other one was music. The volume was still quiet, but I recognized it. As Wio turned up the sound of synthetic drumbeats, I grinned at the old Earth anthem.

This asteroid was equipped with a rickroll.

“That’s a human thing,” I said. “Check that one.”

Wio took us closer, then she sent a short-range communication ping, the equivalent of knocking on the door.

And lo and behold, something pinged back and the door opened. A ship floated out that was sleek and aerodynamic, and painted in a camouflage pattern that did absolutely nothing to disguise it against the rock. I burst out laughing as Captain Sunlight hailed them to confirm that they were indeed the people we’d come to meet. I tried to laugh quietly.

With the drop box closed again, there was space for both small ships to land side by side. Theirs even had an extendable airlock that matched up with ours, saving everyone the inconvenience of getting into exo suits and doing the handoff in whatever atmosphere still clung in the artificial gravity.

I got to do the honors, with Captain Sunlight at hand close behind. I suspect she would have preferred to do it herself, but her little lizardy arms weren’t up to carrying a box this size, and there wasn’t space in the airlock for a hover sled. Simpler to just let the tall human do it.

The airlock opened to show a guy who looked malnourished, stressed, and very relieved to see me. “So glad you found us,” he said in an unfamiliar accent, grabbing the payment tablet before I could offer it. “It’s just one thing after another these days.”

“I bet,” I said. “Have you considered leaving? I have it on good authority that life is terrible around here.”

He handed the tablet back. “Thought about it. Dunno what we’d do for a living.”

I gave him the box, which according to the manifest included fresh chicken eggs, kosher salt, and a selection of media from Earth. “Have you considered a career as a courier?”

He smiled. “I’ll mention it to the crew.”

As he stepped back onto his own ship, I called, “Feel free to follow us out! We probably won’t get caught by anybody horrible on the way!”

I heard a chuckle as the door closed.

Once the airlocks were sorted away and everybody was back in position, Wio took us up from the asteroid, and back toward civilized space. I watched from the doorway while Eggskin kept an eye out for dangers. We made it out of the asteroid zone safely.

And so did the other ship, following close behind us.

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Thanks to everybody who joined in the discussion of spaceship bumper stickers and related things, particularly @lillyjen and @voodootortoise!

These are the ongoing backstory adventures of the main character from this book.

Shared early on Patreon! There’s even a free tier to get them on the same day as the rest of the world.

The sequel novel is in progress (and will include characters from these stories. I hadn’t thought all of them up when I wrote the first book, but they’re too much fun to leave out of the second).

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For the fanfic thing. I need some Charlos so could you talk about Good Effects please?

Oh my God, of course I can talk about it for you. I wanted to talk about it in the ‘Trick or treat!’ game but I wasn't sure about whether you liked Charlos so I went with Carlando. But let's now dive into this universe and the story of this fanart I drew around April 2024. ❤

So a little background story for those who don’t know what Good Effects is about: It’s a Charlos kink discovery story that was inspired by the vo2 max video Carlos posted around the beginning of the season, and it focuses on cardiophilia (heartbeat kink).

In Good Effects Charles realizes that he might be into Carlos’ heart because he likes the idea of making it faster and then listening to it calm down, and things like that. You can read the whole story by clicking on the title below the drawinh. In this post I’ll talk about the second chapter/story I planned but didn’t end up writing because things changed – I’m gonna talk about the reason at the end.)

In the second chapter/story, they buy a stethoscope and start discovering it, how to use it, what the auscultation points are, and things like that. (I have a few scene ideas and some sentences written, I’m gonna put them here after I write down the main things about it.) They listen to each other’s hearts and after a while, Charles starts wondering how breathing might sound and asks Carlos if he could listen to his, and Carlos obviously says yes and asks whether he should turn around so Charles can reach his back easier, but Charles says no and tells him to come closer and basically hug him. (Imagine a position like in the drawing.) And then he tells Carlos to take deep breaths and listens to his breathing for a while. It was a long day for Carlos so he’s a bit tired and starts to drift off, so Charles tells him they can stop but Carlos says it’s okay, Charles can keep listening if he wants to. So Charles does, and basically hears as Carlos falls asleep because his breathing changes, and in the end he thinks about how amazing and intimate this is, being able to hear Carlos’s heart and breathing and basically all his internal workings.

The scene ideas I have for this second chapter/story:

At the beginning when they open the box of the stethoscope and Charles puts the stethoscope into his ears, Carlos touches the diaphragm and Charles gets startled by it because the diaphragm is so sensitive every little touch on it is really loud. *insert Barcelona moment when Carlos almost gave Charles a heart attack when slapping the table*

Another moment is after this when Carlos asks if he should take off his t-shirt and he adds Dr Leclerc at the end of the sentence to kinda test the waters and see whether Charles wants to go into a role-play direction. I have a few sentences of this written:

“Shall I take my t-shirt off, Dr Leclerc?” Carlos asks with a cheeky smile on his face, already preparing to free his body from the white t-shirt he’s wearing.

Charles’ face immediately turns red at the role-play-like wording Carlos uses. “Don’t call me that,” he tells Carlos as he glances at him and then back at the instrument in his own hands, trying to find out how to start. “Yes, please take off your shirt,” he says, hoping it’ll give him enough time to get himself together.

“If you don’t want to be a doctor, you can be a nurse or a medic, too, anything’s good for me,” Carlos says while he tosses his t-shirt to the other end of the bed so it won’t be in the way. “I want you to feel comfortable.”

Carlos’ gentle touch on Charles’ hand warms Charles’ heart. He’s always so nice and gentle. 

“Can I simply just be… your boyfriend?” he asks shily, not really sure about how to do this whole thing. 

The scene that explains the title (Hummingbird) is when Carlos starts listening to Charles’ heart when they first try the stethoscope and Charles asks how's it and Carlos says it’s like a hummingbird. (Because it’s really fast, or at least faster than Carlos expected it to be.) 

Also, Carlos has done some research after buying the stethoscope so he could “impress” Charles. (“Did you know hummingbirds have the fastest heart rate in the world?” etc. etc. (Not true but let’s ignore it, I need it to be true because of the title. It came before I researched the topic. 😂)) He tried to memorize the auscultation points and stuff like that and watched a few videos for med students on YouTube, and it really surprises Charles because he didn’t expect Carlos to deep dive into the topic, he thought it’d be more fun to just dive right in when the stethoscope arrives and find everything out together. He’s the experimental type and Carlos is the one that likes to do some research and prepare. But in the end, they discover everything together because it doesn’t have to be textbook perfect, the only thing that matters is to enjoy it. 😊

And the reason why I couldn’t write this second chapter/story is that as I opened up about cardiophilia here and started paying attention to the drivers this way, too, I realized that there are drivers who show more signs of possibly being a cardiophile so I couldn’t see Charles as one anymore, it just didn’t work.

(Because let’s be honest, from a cardiophile’s point of view it’s way more enjoyable to write cardiophilia-related stories about someone who talks about their heart and touches their chest a lot compared to writing the same type of stories about someone who doesn’t do any of these things.)

And also, the vibes around Charlos are not the same as they used to be so I can’t really write about them anymore, which is really sad because they used to be my favorite pairing. So yeah, a disappointing end to something that one day meant everything to me. Because yeah, this was my first cardiophile story where I wanted to show how it works and why it’s nice and stuff like that. But luckily things aren’t that sad, I have other drivers/pairings and universes where I talk about these things. And I still have Good Effects, this drawing, and these scene ideas. ❤

Thank you for asking about it and giving me the chance to talk about it. I wanted to show this drawing earlier but I hoped I could write the story and post it there because it would’ve been weird to just post it here without a story that explains what’s going on. But now it’s here with this explanation, which is not as good as a story would’ve been but at least now I don’t have to keep it in anymore. ❤ (Because even though I couldn't write it, it still means a lot to me and I still wanted to talk about it.)

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Vesuvia Weekly (poorly doodled): M6 as mermaids

linking back MC as a mermaid here! please excuse my poor quality doodles once again, I do not claim to be an artist XD

Julian: buys scavenged medical instruments from the underreef market & spend hours figuring out how to apply them to merhealth. always, always follows ships during storms in case of a shipwreck

Asra: the legendary sea sorcerer who nobody realizes is also the neighborhood merchant with the randomest wares and unpredictable business hours. does shows on the reef sometimes

Nadia: the queen of the reef who takes her duties very seriously, but who has such a colorful and impressive tail (painstakingly well-maintained, btw) that it's hard to connect past the intimidation

Muriel: originally from the cold waters further south, he lives in a seagrass forest several miles away from the reef. lives on plankton and seaweed and looks after any fish that seek refuge with him

Portia: spends half her time socializing as Nadia's tail-carer and half her time using all those connections to coordinate with other reefs against encroachers, poachers, and pollutants. wins all her fights

Lucio: so fascinated with humans that he mistakenly made a deal with them for fancy trinkets in return for access to the reef. now he assists with the cleanup project and border patrols against them

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event | jan '23 blurb night

summary | you love when your daddy gives you your special exam.

pairing | soft!doctor!daddy!steve rogers x little!reader

warnings | ddlg (soft sweet gentle loving daddy!steve <333), very long idk why, medfet elements: exam table, gloves, speculum, rectal thermometer, fingering, clit play, anal play, multiple orgasms, encouragement and praise, slight mocking/humiliation? in a very loving way

word count | 1,426

requested by @bucky-boo-bear | ok. so for the blurb night, how about consensual medfet. Like daddy!(character of your choice) preparing everything earlier, talking you through the steps even though you have done this before. Checking in with you every once in a while and taking care after.

an | friend!!!! thankyou so much for sending this one in. i was hoping we'd get to have a soft daddy moment tonight hehe <3 dr. rogers is where it all began for me, and i love this take on him. hope you enjoy!!

okay so. steve definitely runs his practice out of his home. similar to a rare condition, he has a little clinic attached to his house with a separate entrance and everything. it's a clinic for daddies/mommies and littles to come and do medical play, which he often helps out with. but your favorite times are when daddy closes the whole clinic just for you, for your designated daddy and baby exam days <3

being your daddy, he wants to make sure he's keeping a close eye on your physical health, especially down in your special areas. plus both of you love the experience of doing the exam together. there's something so special (and undeniably sexy) about the whole process for you: the table, the medical instruments, the orgasms your daddy always spaces out through the entire ordeal. plus, the sight of your daddy all dressed up for his work as a physician is just the cherry on top; you adore the way his muscles bulge in the tight white button-down shirts he wears. and the white nitrile exam gloves he buys are just the right size, fitting so snuggly around his massive hands; the tightness almost never fails to make you drool. and daddy loves the medical play just as much as you do, of course. out of all the little patients he gets to see, you're his favorite by far- none of the rest even come close to comparing.

so maybe today's the day, it's been a few months and daddy says you're due for another exam. he's prepared an exam room for you already, your favorite one with the pretty butterfly stickers on the wall. he takes you over to the clinic and into your room, helping you out of your clothes before draping the scratchy paper gown over you. "you gonna be a good girl for me today, sweetheart?" he smiles so lovingly when you give him a big nod. "of course you are, you're always so good for daddy, aren't you baby?"

next you're lifted up onto the exam table, the roll of paper crunching softly beneath you as you're set down with your legs dangling off the edge. "okay doll. go ahead and lay back for me," steve prompts. once you're lying flat, he helps you scoot closer to the edge of the table, adjusting the stirrups a little wider for you before guiding your legs up into them. you squirm a little as your gown's lifted, earning soft encouragement from your daddy. "it's okay, sweet girl. that feel a little chilly?"

he rubs his hands together for a few moments before grabbing a pair of gloves from their box on the wall and snapping them on. then, he settles down on his little rolling stool and positions himself at the end of the table, rolling his tool tray over by his side. he reaches up and adjusts the lamp above you to better illuminate your perfect petals, sitting so prettily as they wait for your daddy's tender touch. lifting up your bottom, he eases a large gauze pad underneath you to catch anything that might... eheh... drip... "okay honey. let's have a look here..."

he spreads you apart with both hands gently, cooing at the sight of your arousal already beginning to pool up in your tiny little hole. "everything looks good, sweetheart. this feel okay?" he asks as he manipulates your lips a bit more, pulling you open this way and that, "no pain anywhere?"

"no pain, daddy," you tell him, trying to keep your voice steady.

"good. just gonna insert a finger, bub. deep breath in for me..." you mewl as his first digit enters you, earning a smile from the doctor. "good, took that so well, pretty girl. everything feelin' okay?"

stumbling a bit over your breaths, you nodded. "f-feels okay, daddy. feels good."

"good," he croons, gently working his finger in and out of you. "just feeling around, baby. gonna insert a second finger. you ready?"

"y-yes daddy, yes please," you try to keep yourself from begging.

he chuckles a little at your insistence, easing in a second finger to fill you up more, building the pace of his thrusts gradually. "good, now daddy's gonna work your g-spot, okay honey? you remember what happens when daddy does that?"

swallowing hard, you nod. "y-yes daddy, i... i cum daddy, can i cum, please?" at your words, the blonde man finds your special spot with the tips of his fingers, stroking with relentless force and consistency.

"of course you can, sweet girl. go ahead, you can cum," he allows, praising you enthusiastically as you clench down on his fingers. "there it is, good girl. so good for me baby..."

he lets you recover and replaces his gloves before returning to the big drippy mess you've made, cleaning you up a little with some paper napkins before adjusting the light a little further down, turning up the brightness a few notches. "alright, little one. time to take a look at that pretty little clit of yours next." with just the tips of his gloved fingers, he begins to pull back the skin surrounding your sensitive button, smiling as it peaks out from underneath its hood. "just gonna test your sensitivity, sweetheart," he tells you before dragging a thumb up through your sticky wetness, smearing the slick all over your tiny bundle of nerves.

you whimper and squirm a bit at the feeling, and steve coos knowingly in response. "i know baby, it's so sensitive, isn't it? that feel good? you like it when daddy spreads you out and rubs right there, right on your poor little clit?"

you try to form words, but your brains all mushy as he uses one hand to spread you out, the other working its thumb in precise circles over the little knot of flesh. "please daddy, p-please," you whine.

"look at that, getting so swollen already. can feel your muscles tightening up, baby. are you gonna cum again for me?"

he's just finishing his sentence as you tumble over the edge once more, this time squirting out a little onto the gauze below. steve chuckles as your poor pussy clenches and contracts around nothing. "good, so good for me," he praises again.

next is the speculum, normally steve would lubricate it but he never has to when he's examining you. your eyes water a little at the sight of the dreaded instrument, prompting your daddy to rub your inner thigh soothingly, "you're okay, doll. daddy'll be real gentle, i promise." maybe this time you're a little extra weary of the tool, so steve rubs your clit as he inserts it to ease the discomfort. "good," he sings as you take the plastic inside your little cunt. "just gonna rotate it and open you up now, honey. deep breath- that's it..."

you whimper at the stretch, but soon you're able to focus once more on his steady strokes against your clit. "good," he breathes, adjusting the light as needed to look inside. "everything looks healthy and normal in here, little one. doing so good for me. you ready for your temperature?"

this is the last part of the routine exam, and admittedly the part you struggle with the most. steve sees the dread in your eyes, offering you a sympathetic smile as he prepares the thermometer with a hard plastic covering, opening up a packet of lubricant and squeezing it out onto the tip. "we're almost done, sweetie. just gotta put it in, then you can cum again. you gonna be brave for me?"

tears built up in the corners of your eyes, you nod down at your daddy. "good girl. alright honey," he uses his thumb to drag some of your wetness down, smearing it over your tighter little hole. you let out a squeak in fear, earning soothing shushes from steve. "shh, darlin'. just gonna feel a little pressure here..." you whine softly as the tip is inserted, but as soon as its in place, steve's thumb returns to your clit and you're able to relax again. "good girl, did so good for me," he praises. "think someone deserves to cum again, hmm?" you reach the edge quickly, the sight of you spread out before him, little clit so puffy and swollen, cunt forced open by the wings of the speculum, tiny ass stuffed with the wand of the thermometer, the most glorious thing steve's ever seen.

"come on, sweetheart. cum for daddy, you've been such a good little patient today."

[gallifreyinstituteforlearning]

🏥 The TARDIS Sickbay

Have you ever wondered what happens when a Time Lord needs some medical attention on their travels? Well, look no further than the TARDIS Sickbay—an onboard medical facility fully equipped to deal with all your medical emergencies. Let's take a quick tour.

🔬 Cutting-Edge Medical Tech

The TARDIS Sickbay is packed with some of the most advanced medical equipment in the universe:

Advanced Diagnostic Terminal (ADT): This has overhead medical scanners and vast data files on advanced medical techniques. The ADT can diagnose and treat nearly any ailment a Gallifreyan might encounter. If configured by a qualified medical expert, it can also be programmed to treat other species. The ADT can also project a holographic avatar to guide you through your treatment—usually in the form of the Time Lord who set it up, but you can always request a different face from the TARDIS memory store.

Surgical Containment Web: Perfect for life-threatening injuries, this surgical device lasers away damaged tissue while organic polymers reconstruct missing flesh. It can even reattach severed limbs—though, it's not quite advanced enough to regenerate lost limbs for humans.

Cell Regeneration Vault: A coffin-like cabinet that can absorb nearly all types of radiation. It's not the most comfortable process, causing a burning sensation, and can take days to fully heal the patient. Unfortunately for the Tenth Doctor, this feature is only available on Type 66 TARDISes and later.

Other minor features:

Quarantine Bay: For isolating contagious patients.

Handheld Healing Devices: Variety of instruments to heal cuts, bruises, and other minor injuries in 30 minutes or less.

Artron Detectors: Useful for establishing artron levels, prophylactic of hypo/hyperartronosis.

Healing Environmental Controls: Helps to prevent patients from passing out.

(TARDIS Technical Index)

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[worriedvision]

I love your tighnari fanfic angst!!! how about Cyno & Tighnari x reader ( not polly) finding reader getting injured after argument?? it can be fully angst or angst > fluff!!

Gender neutral reader, decided not to kill off the reader so that'll be nice lol, tagged as angst.

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Cyno:

"You really need to stop fretting over a silly little cut on my leg." Cyno shakes his head, you refusing to leave the wound unattended.

"Honey, you don't know if the instrument had poison on it!" You huff, inspecting the wound closer as you begin to apply the powder you produced to detect such a substance.

"See, the wound isn't a threat." Cyno huffs.

"You need to look after yourself more." You retaliate, disinfecting the wound before reaching to apply the bandage. Cyno stands up, walking away as you try to call out to make him stop. "Cyno, I wasn't done!"

"No, _, you are done." Cyno states. "I cannot afford to waste my time here, I'm sorry. You know how my work is."

"And a few more seconds was just that important to you, huh?" You tell out, Cyno ignoring you as he closed the door on you.

--

You had been talking to doctors all day the next day. The argument was fresh in your mind, but you couldn't help but think of him. Was he safe? Did his wound get exposed?

Oh, no matter. You had to focus on the medical mumbo jumbo these doctors were trying to impress you with. See, you weren't open to just giving the powder to any doctor, and you knew the ones who approached you were purely wanting to figure out the exact formula, selling it at a horribly high price.

Walking back home, you felt like someone was watching you. Deciding to take a longer route, through the Avidya Forest, you wanted someone to see you in the case someone hurt you. Feeling someone plunge a scalpel into your back, your eyes widen as you seem to lose the ability to hear. Was it adrenaline? Fear? You didn't know. You see Tighnari rushing over with a forest ranger, pointing at the culprit as the forest ranger wrestled them to the ground as he performs care on you. You trust him, and you hold out the powder to him. Furrowing his brows, he grabs it as you pass out.

--

You wake up to Tighnari taking notes, Cyno sitting by your bed and clearly nodding off to sleep. Groaning out, you slowly start to get familiar with your surroundings.

"Morning, sleepyhead." Tighnari cheers, nudging Cyno awake. Cyno looks over, seeing you awake, and he sighs out of relief. "Your powder was certainly interesting to use. After using the powder, and treating you for a possible poisoning, Cyno demonstrated the reaction that takes place when there isn't poison."

"Yeah, I had doctors trying to buy the lot. I could tell they didn't plan on using it for direct treatment." You shake your head.

"Well, the criminal who assaulted you was apprehended." Tighnari states.

After a couple seconds of silence, you get an idea.

"Say, would you like to have a delivery of the powder?" You ask. Tighnari nods, tail wagging.

"Tighnari, can I have a word alone with _?" Cyno asks. Tighnari nods, grabbing his clipboard and continuing his writing after leaving the room.

"I do appreciate the effort you put into taking care of me." Cyno states. "You're only being cautious about the possibility of poison. Seeing you get poisoned with a small wound like the one on my leg made me realise you had a point."

"...Do you have work today?" You ask. "I wouldn't want you to skive off work because you wanted to say sorry to me." You bitterly spit out.

"No. After hearing what happened last night, I made sure today would be off. I want to spend time with you, to show you I love you"

--

Tighnari:

"So you didn't get the materials?" Tighnari raises a brow, completely unimpressed.

"Nari, the deserts had bad sandstorms. I couldn't get the materials!" You protest, Tighnari groaning out of frustration.

"I need these materials for medicine. Do you not realise I am out?" Tighnari tuts, crossing his arms and shaking his head.

"Fine, if it's that vital I'll just go out in the middle of the current sandstorm that's been predicted to last for a few days." You huff, walking out.

"Stop your excuses, I need this medication for several people!" He screeches, you not daring to turn back. "Don't come back empty handed."

--

Unfortunately, you couldn't get far. The sandstorm grew worse and worse as you ventured further, hoping to get the fruits required. Dehydration, heat exhaustion and the pain of the sandstorm was enough to knock you out.

You got carried by Dehya to Aaru Village, where Candace allowed you to stay while you recovered. The recovery was not speedy, and she was not allowing you to leave as the sandstorm hadn't finished up. Upon asking you why you were there, you explain the situation.

"We have a supply, I would be more than happy to aid you. If it means you don't venture out into the sandstorm again, that is." She explains, you nodding.

"Oh, and your boyfriend got these flowers delivered for you. He must have done something silly, he's written you a letter. Of course, I don't know the contents, but I know these flowers usually are gifted as an apology." She giggles, handing you said letter.

'_,

I'm sorry I didn't believe you when you explained the situation regarding the Sandstorms in the desert. Upon reflection, I should have controlled my temper with you. I heard through Cyno that you had been found in the middle of a particularly bad sandstorm, and I know this was because I pushed you to get the desert specialties.

When you return to your home, I can assure you I won't make this mistake again. You don't need to fear the idea of coming back with nothing - if I had to choose between you and some materials that could be obtained easily, the answer is obvious.

I hope you like the flowers. Usually, I'm not one for gifting bouquets, however I know you can find a creative way of appreciating them in their beauty.

I look forward to showering you with love when I next see you,

Tighnari'

[unhonestlymirror]

The concept of Law being "I'm a doctor, I don't need help" is, indeed, funny - however, irl life doctors use literally any possibility to get treatment (especially for free). They ask their colleagues for a check-up out of queue, they borrow medications and instruments instead of buying them with prescription, etc. Why do you think there are so many people competing for the medical education? XD it's a cart-blanche. Unfortunately, the world system is such that it is much easier and more accessible to get medical care if you are a doctor.

Also, a sick and unwell medic can make patients sick and unwell, too. The first rule of a medic: Do not cause harm. The second rule: if you need help, get help, don't solve everything on your own.

I can imagine Law abusing his position (license?does he even have one?) to get medications for free - but refusing treatment in order to save his ego? As a ship captain, he cannot afford that, too many lives depend on him. Being impulsive in such case would mean putting in danger the whole team - and surgery is ALWAYS a team-work.

[fleet-off]

Because it’s come up with both @lu-sn lu and @theflowergirl Lily now, and because my dentist just sent another form letter expressing deep concern for my oral hygiene should I not schedule my biannual teeth cleaning posthaste, have some wacky fic idea-adjacent nonsense:

Vegas does Pete’s dental cleanings for him.

Pete did not particularly go to the dentist before he got the job with the main family, but the main family keeps one on retainer, and Pete hated going to see him. He found it horribly exposing to hold his mouth open like that, and he really did not like how much he wanted to bite down on the dentist’s fingers. He put up with it, because that’s what Petes do, but he always dreaded it.

Neither of them much likes medical professionals at all, actually, but Vegas sees to his own teeth pretty religiously. (He has to, he’s had veneers since he was eighteen. A smooth, even smile can work wonders.)

Vegas likes Pete’s teeth. He likes Pete’s smile, and Pete’s bite, and the specific way Pete chews his food. He wants Pete’s teeth healthy for as long as possible.

At the same time, Pete shouldn’t have to be uncomfortable except in those carefully orchestrated ways Vegas makes him uncomfortable, which are generally to their mutual benefit.

Vegas would not enjoy watching a dentist clean inside Pete’s mouth. (Pete would let him stay in the room, right?) The inside of Pete’s mouth is a sacred sort of place.

…Anyway, Vegas would be very jealous of the scraper tool.

Vegas does know teeth. He’s yanked a lot of them, albeit not for the benefit of the victims’ oral hygiene.

Why shouldn’t he clean Pete’s teeth himself?

note: doing dental work without proper training is a bad idea, but has that ever stopped VegasPete?

also here comes a readmore for non-explicit dentistry-adjacent kink Whoops

The dental mirror arrives in the mail first, and Vegas coaxes Pete into a practice inspection at the kitchen table that very evening. He realizes at once that they’ll need brighter light and a reclining chair—but though the inside of Pete’s mouth is dimly lit, and though his breath persistently fogs the mirror until Vegas thinks to warm it on the inside of his cheek, this first foray is enough to spark a thousand dark ideas in Vegas’s mind.

There is something to seeing the backs of Pete’s teeth—inspecting what is literally hidden behind his smile.

A vulnerability in the pink semicircles of his gums, maybe. The perfect fit of the teeth penetrating that clinging tissue.

And:

Pete’s jaw stretched wide.

The damp heat of his open mouth against Vegas’s fingers, perfectly exposed and made to stay open.

His tongue twitching like its own creature when Vegas presses it down with a gloved finger.

The slow build-up of saliva—throat muscles working to hold down his gag reflex before Vegas taps his chin and lets him swallow.

Pete’s eyes have dilated; sweat shines on his brow, and the mirror begins to fog worse with every warm-shallow breath.

The next time Vegas caresses the tops of his teeth, Pete bites down hard on his fingers.

…They abandon the mirror for other, more familiar pleasures.

Vegas buys a headlamp and a dental loupe online later that night.

To his credit, he does research teeth cleanings at this point. It’s not the equivalent to years of practice and training, but it’s something.

Then the curettes arrive with their fine metal handles and delicately angled hooks on either end; then the sickle-shaped scaler. Vegas has never held either, but they feel familiar in his hands. He’s always had a knack for instruments.

Pete looks at them in his focused grip and shivers.

His hate for dental cleanings may not be such a problem after all.

(Of course, all of this culminates in Macau walking in on them mid-cleaning in the kitchen. Vegas and Pete are actually pretty good about not doing literal sex things where Macau might see. However, many typically non-sexy things have a way of becoming weird sex things when Vegas and Pete do them.

Macau doesn’t know how this is a weird sex thing, but he knows it is.

Unfortunately, he doesn’t quite manage to nope back out before overhearing just how nice Pete’s gums are.)

[phant0msworld]

I'm unsure if you write smut, but if you do can I please have some sub!crosshair and dom!femreader. You don't have to write this if you don't do smut.

You asked you shall receive, if only written smut once and it was with crosshairs.But I hope I got it right.

Anticipation

Summery:Being the medic for a group like clone force 99 wasn’t always easy.But you didn’t mind, and you especially did t Monde a certain white haired clone.

Warnings:only smut

Notes:so this is only my second attempt at writing smut I hope it’s okay btw English is not my first language

Currently you were looking at him, at Crosshairs. You liked him more than you would like to admit, but what you had going on with him was something special.

You knew it was. Maybe he also knew.

He was currently cleaning his rifle, his longe and thin hands working the deathly weapon like an instrument.

“What you’re looking at?” He was annoyed, you were amused.

“Oh nothing you know, just you.” Crosshairs could hear the smug smile in your voice,he could feel the warmth spreading to his body at your direct attention.

He likes you and he knew it, he likes your quick remarks, your teasing but in general he just likes you. It was embarrassing if he’s being honest, how he always had to go the refresher after being with you for a long time.

Like a virgin school boy who can’t keep it in his pants.

“Well stop it.” He said a bit too quickly.

“But you’re so pretty to look at, besides I like looking at you “ you knew he wants you, and you want him so what better way than to show it directly.

“Look Cross, I like you and you can’t deny that there is something between us.”

As he heard that you like him his eyes widened, maybe he miss heard you, why would you like him. He’s a defected, he’s mean to not only you but everyone, he could understand if you went for Hunter, Echo or even tech but him.

“It’s alright if you don’t feel the same I don’t want to pressure you or anything, I just thought you know, that we’re good together.” Your voice was sincere,something he noted even when you said you like looking at him.

“Look doll, it’s not that I don’t like you, I just don’t understand why me. I’m a clone ,a defected one at that, I’m mean to you , you shouldn’t like me.”

In the perimeter of his eyes he could see you stand up and make your way to him.Standing before him you looked even more beautiful, he looked up at you and you looked down at him.

“I don’t care about any of those things, more the opposite it is why I like you. And besides me and your brothers know you don’t really mean anything you’re saying. Why don’t you let me show you just how much I like you tonight.”

For the first time Crosshair was speechless, and it made you smile. Besides the fact that he said he also likes you, the fact that you made him speechless made you feel like a schoolgirl talking to her crush.

He heard the suggestiveness in your voice,you wanted him as badly as he wanted you. How many nights did he beat his own cock in his hands to the thought of you, and now here you were not on,y admitting that you like him but that you want him.

“I would like that, but usually you take someone out for dinner before taking them to bed don’t you?” and as quick as he was gone he’s back, your crosshair.

You can only giggle at his words, and smile.

“Who said anything about that, you have a dirty mind Cross, a dirty mind. So how about this, we go out tonight somewhere to eat, and if something happens then it happens and if it doesn’t then it doesn’t.” You were glad that you and the boys were staying on this planet for a bit longer, because back at Kamino finding privacy was not so easy.

“Okay doll, but you don’t know what you’re getting into.” He was challenging you, buy you don’t mind a little challenge, still standing before him you smiled done at him and said.

“ oh no cross you don’t know what your getting into, let’s meet at eight at the ramp.” And then you were gone, he’s glad you had gone somewhere else because if it weren’t for his codpiece you could have seen how hard he was underneath. Eight couldn’t come sooner.

You were glad you packed something a little more nicer this time, but only cause you knew that it would come to hand. One way or another.

It wasn’t a dress but still nice enough and still practical, it was a nice pair of dress pants that clung tight to you and highlighted your curves. For the top you opted for a nice red blouse with a deep neckline which showed of your cleavage just the right way.

As you went to the ramp your path crossed with hunter he gave you a knowing smirk and said “About time the two of you go out.”Lu only smiled at that and continued your path to hopefully an eventful night.

He heard you coming down the ramp, and when he turned around he was in heaven. Cause there you stood, and looked beautiful as ever only know you dressed up only for him.

“You look good doll, you ready.” He himself didn’t look to bad himself, he was wearing black pants and a black turtleneck, you could only dream about what was underneath.

“You don’t look too bad yourself, I’m ready let’s go”

You both decided to go to a local restaurant and eat there, you talked and it was just like it was meant to be. The conversation was intimate, you talked about the feelings you’ve had for each other and that you both would like to see where this would go. It soon came to an end and you now stood outside of the small restaurant.

“ So I liked this how about we finde something more private,I saw there was a small hotel on the way here.” You were holding his arm and pressed your chest against him more and whispered those words into his ear. He tensed under your touch and his breath hitched, your breath was hot against his skin.

“What are we waiting for then.” His voice was a bit strained and breathless, anticipation running through his body.

Your desire was running through your body, you could feel yourself already getting slick with anticipation on what was to come. Arriving at the hotel you asked for one room for one night, you quickly payed and went fast to the room that was given to you two.

Crosshair closed the door behind him and immediately your lips were on his, his back hit the door behind him. Your hands were behind his neck and grasping the hair on his neck, he kissed you back with desire, his young asking for permission to enter your mouth. Toungs fighting for dominance, he was moaning into your mouth, his hands were grasping the flesh of your ass and kneeding it.

“As much as I am enjoying this how about wo go the bed and have some more fun.” As soon as you pulled back to say those words, his mouth was at your neck.

“I agree.” Was the only thing he said when you lead him to the big bed, but before you could hit the bed with your back you switched positions.

As you straddle his lap you could feel his hard member against your heated core.

Grinding your self on him you could see his expression clearly.His eyes were full of want and desire, pupils dialated and eyes half open.You smiled at this, his Hipps were bucking against your core.

“Pleas take those of.” He was begging his voice breathless.

“I said I will show you how much I like you didn’t I.” And with those words you went down his body, your fingers trailing along his chest before hooking into the waistband of his pants.

His breath quickened, you were so near to where he needed you the most.

His cock was throbbing underneath and when you unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down he whimpered.

You could see the dark spot on his briefs and you felt yourself clenching around nothing. You knew your panties were ruined.

You kissed the dark spot that was on his briefs before also pulling them down.

His member sprang free, his head was a pretty shade of pink, you could see pre cum leaking from it and dripping down.

“Eager aren’t we.” He didn’t even register your words fully cause as soon as you finished these words you were licking the precum that was leaking out of him.

After licking him clean of his own mess,your lips attached to hi tip and sucked.

“Hah~ please ahhh please “ his hips were bucking into your mouth,you firmly hold his hips,down with your hands and pulled away from his throbbing cock.

“Use your words if you want something.” You hope your voice was firm,you were shaking from desire and clenching, your panties were soaked and you could feel it.

“Ahhh~ I need you please.” As he looked down the sight he was seeing was sinful. There you were between his legs his cock lying heavy on your face and a sinful smile adorning your puffy lips.

You kissed his tip and stood up, he whimpered at the loose of you.

He could see you turn around, bending to take off your pants giving him a full view of your clothed cunt. They were soaked as he saw this he moaned.

“See when you use ur words it’s easier,now take off the rest of your clothes.”

He did as you said and took off the rest when he looked at you again, he nearly came. You were completely naked, he could see everything.The way your breast moved with you as you claimed the bed like a hungry animal, the glistening slick between your legs, and all the marks that made you.

“No be good boy for me yes, can you do that for me?” You were hovering over his cock, he nodded eagerly and yes that came out more like a whimper left his lips.

With a firm hand you took his throbbing members into,your hand and glided it up and down your dripping folds. Coating it in your, it catches you clit and you let out a small moan. You knew you were slick enough for him without preparing yourself, he was big but not to thick just how you like it.

As you lowered your self onto him he was gripping your hips to not buck into you, you when he was fully seated inside you, both of you let out a moan.

“Mhmm so big , stretching me just how I like it.” He shuddered and whimpered at that. You placed your hands onto his shoulders pushing him down against the mattress, lifting your hips and slamming down again made you see stars.

Allowing him to touch your breast he played with your hard buds pinching them and twisting them in his rough fingers.

He could feel you clenching around him,he knew the moment he was inside you that he wasn’t going to,last long. You were using him but he didn’t mind in fact it turned him on even more. The small breaths and moans he could hear from you would have been enough to bring him over the edge if he would have let go. But he didn’t want it to be over so soon, bunching and grinding on his dick you looked like an angel in his eyes.

“Doll ahh I don’t think I will last longer at this ahhh pace.”

“Mhmmm don’t worry about that me ahhh too.” You sounded beautiful , he was mesmerized by you.

You could feel him everywhere, he was hitting the spot inside you that made you see stars but you knew it wouldn’t be enough for you to cum.

Taking one of his hands from your breast you moved it between you body’s to your clit, and quickly his fingers were circling your clit, he was making you see the stars.

You pace quickend, you breath became heavier the knot tightened in your abdomen and he could feel you squeezing him. He was tipping over the edge with you, he let out a sinful moan and you whimpered in his ear as you feel him filling you with his seed. You fall onto his chest, his cock still throbbing inside you and both of your juices flowing out of you.

He turns his head to you and places a small delicate kiss on to your Tempel.

“Thank you doll.” His voice delicate and sweet, his arms were holding you and his hands were stroking your back.

Lifting your hips he slid out and rested now between your body’s, you didn’t care that you were sticky and that cum was covering your abdomen and thighs.

You were happy with spending the rest of your time like this if it meant spending it with him.

Notes :so I hope this was okay

[therealvinelle]

what are the cullen’s hobbies? (not canon ones, things and activities you think they’d enjoy - even if being a vampire made it a little difficult or damn near impossible)

God, my eye is twitching with the desire to give them the weirdest hobbies imaginable.

The Cullens have an insane amount of money and time, and their powers (ultra-fine muscle control, amazing vision, etc.) means they will excel at a lot of hobbies.

The hobbies they are prevented from by their vampirism are things involving animals, professional sports (as you'll have to submit to drug tests and your health and fitness routine being monitored), close contact with people in general, food-based hobbies, and hobbies were humans are likely to bleed one way or another.

To say nothing of how niche a hobby community can get. Everyone knows everything about everyone, and that opens up for a level of scrutiny a vampire might not be prepared for.

So, let's assume these barriers aren't an issue for whatever reason. What do the Cullens do?

(I... admit I wasn't entirely able to resist that weird hobby urge.)

Alice might just find herself doing cat or dog shows. The level of perfectionism and effort that goes into preparing your pet (depending strongly on breed and fur quality, of course, some breeds require little if any preparation. The universal experience, though, is GROOOOOOOOOMMMM and if it’s dogs, then TRAIIIIINNNNN your dog) could very well appeal to her, and I imagine she'd develop her own coat products. Silicone powder, color-enhancing shampoo, volumizing spray, she's got her own line, to say nothing of the edge her gift would give her, as she would know which puppy or kitten to buy. (The "which cub am I choosing?!!" issue being a common one because when a puppy is 8 weeks old you simply do not know if it will grow up to be a hottie or not, and it’s not much easier with 12 week old kittens. This is a science.) Her pets win everything.

Carlisle, well, the trouble with this guy is his work is his hobby. And it's already one vampires are supposed to be unable to do. The man is a fluke. Carlisle's hobby is now to be able to contribute to medical research and reference patients from the 1820's without anybody asking questions.

Edward... god, all I can picture is some intensely esoteric craft, one that five people in the world can do and that creates something beautiful and meaningful. Making instruments, the rarer and more elaborate the better, is the name of the game, I think.

Emmett would love to compete. He's a vampire, he's going to win at everything anyway, he's incredible. He kicks the butts of seventeen-year-old humans who worked hard and makes them all cry because he just took their scholarships. He whoops, beats his chest. VICTORY!!

Esme, cooking competitions. She's winning them all. And, because anon said to remove the vampirism problems, she's not eating her competitors.

Jasper is into theatre. Not because he's particularly interested in it, oh no, he just likes to abuse his gift this way. With his gift he can make the other actors bomb their scenes, or make an untalented schmuck seem like the next Rex Harrison. He's in a movie club for the same reason. He made one guy laugh during Schindler's List. Just the one.

Renesmée, if finding the limitations of her hybridness lifted, becomes a freestyle diver. Who needs to breathe? Usually Renesmée, but not anymore!

Rosalie has her cars already, but she strikes me as a horse girl. Give the girl an unafraid horse, and the ability to compete without that being an issue, and our girl is on a Dutch Warmblood competing on a national level in dressage.

[vulpinroid]

"Caramel macchiato? Did you remember the chocolate chips?"

"And- the whipped cream on top..." "And this is exactly why after I'm doing drinking this, I'm going to install a Wi-Fi module in you. You know, for something that's been offline since the days of Backstreet Boys, 'NSYNC and Britney Spears, you still catch on pretty quick! Then again, that's your my favorite floofy Motor City murderbot. Good boy!"

"-Look Rebecca, that's dessert, not coffee. I should have kept my muzzle shut about that combination years ago."

"Your point, Officer Prower?"

"Nothing, nothing at all Professor Chambers."

"I'd buy that for a dollar!"

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Resident Evil x RoboCop AU where a prototype 'RoboCop 2000' or RC-2000 is developed and assigned to Raccoon City as an attempt for OCP to recover its flagging fortunes after 'RoboCop 2' and 'RoboCop: Rogue City', using a critically injured anthropomorphic fox Detroit patrolman as the basis.

Compared to the original, the RC-2000 has a full-fledged AI modeled on its template containing his full range of memories, skills, emotive profile and the like. The underlying technology is also six years newer and the signature Beretta 93R sidearm is upgraded to a .45 ACP variant. A second 93R is also included and the newer operating system contains multi-targeting capability similar to that of 'RoboCable' from RoboCop: Prime Directives.

On arrival in Raccoon City, Security Concepts placed the RC-2000's upkeep under the responsibility of RPD STARS Bravo Team medic Rebecca Chambers.

Taking over the rear security role from Rebecca, the RC-2000 ultimately was instrumental to a different outcome in Resident Evil 0 and Resident Evil 1, resulting in:

A cohesive sweep of the Ecliptic Express, Umbrella Executive Training Center and the Spencer Mansion with Bravo Team remaining together increasing survivability.

The detainment of Dr. William Birkin while en route to a meeting Wesker.

Wesker's perma-death.

The RC-2000 being damaged in a confrontation with the Tyrant, prompting Rebecca to leave Raccoon City after the raid in order to further her career, but also to make an effort to repair the robot, who she formed an attachment to.

Rebecca took over his 1992 Ford Taurus SHO patrol car as her own personal vehicle, removing the police equipment but retaining the coloration and his RPD unit callsign (308) on the side.

This was successful as of 2014 before the events of Vendetta with rumor being that she woke him up with a rather terrible piano rendition of the Moonlight Sonata.

Other Trivia:

His name is supposedly Miles Prower and his birthday is recorded as being October 16, 1980, with a record of him graduating from Wayne State University in 1996 with a criminal justice degree and a minor in physics.

He gets very flustered when she calls him a 'good boy'.

Rumor is that Miles is the one who put Rebecca on her signature caramel macchiato with chocolate chips and whipped cream.