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innerfare · 2 months ago

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Law Fluff // Angst Compilation

Summary: A compilation of Law angst and fluff from my multi character posts (You're Wounded, Brushing Your Teeth Together, Flowers, Type of Date, You See His Cabin, Fighting and Making Up, Paradise, Nightmares, I Love You, You're Jealous).

Genre: Fluff // Angst

CW: None // SFW

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You’re Wounded:

Sees to your wound without a word, making sure it’s disinfected and bandaged and receives proper care until its healed. Places a soft, quiet kiss atop your head, doesn’t say a word. Makes a mental plan to avoid similar situations in the future.

Brushing Your Teeth Together:

Refuses to share his toothpaste with you and gets annoyed if you leave the cap off of yours. After you both brush and rinse, will wrap his arm around your waist and pull you in for a fresh, minty kiss.

Flowers:

Gravitates toward orchids, especially in darker shades of pink, purple, and blue; they feel a little moodier and less kitschy than the red roses Bepo tells him he’s supposed to buy to woo you (side note: imagine Law getting relationship advice from Bepo). One night folded an origami flower for you, and you liked it so much that he spent the rest of the night folding an entire bouquet, though he pretends it only took him five minutes. He doesn’t actually give the origami bouquet to you so much as he just sets it on your nightstand one day and mutters something about how the flowers won’t need water. He gets kind of annoyed if you make a big deal out of it.

Type of Date:

Museum date, full stop. Probably a science museum, but would happily do a fine art museum. If museums were open at night, it would definitely be a nighttime museum date, but he’ll settle for a weekday when nobody’s there. The two of you will lose track of time going from exhibit to exhibit discussing what’s on display. And Law is definitely the sort of guy to read up on the exhibits beforehand to impress you. Would also take you to a bookstore and buy you anything you want if you agree to sit with a coffee afterward.

You See His Cabin For The First Time:

You don’t know what you were expecting- would it be sterile like an operating room? You’re surprised to see comic books and a few action figures. He has some records, too- a bit of rock, some low-key emo music- and to your complete and utter surprise, a candy wrapper on his nightstand. And then there’s the coin collection on his desk, tiny pieces of metal he picked up on his many travels. You’re careful not to have a big reaction to his personality showing through for once.

“I like your action figures.”

“They’re kind of childish, but-”

You cut him off before he can dismiss his own interests as dumb. “No, they’re not. They’re cool.”

Fighting and Making Up:

His emotional unavailability combined with his protective streak is a source of contention between the two of you. He wants you to be free, but sometimes, he finds himself in a dark place where he just wants to lock you in a tower. But what makes it so vexing is that he won’t even talk to you about it, just shuts you out of plans and operations because he can’t bear the thought of losing you or you getting hurt. Also has times when he won’t let you out of his sight but won’t admit that’s what he’s doing, which makes it so much more annoying. He’ll get mad at you if you do something without telling him, especially if it could be dangerous, which often leads you to argue that he's not exactly known for his communication skills. The two of you usually make up after you’ve been giving him the silent treatment for a few days and he crawls into bed beside you. The darkness makes him feel safe enough to press some warm kisses into your hand and then mutter an apology into your neck. Other times, he’ll write a short note and slip it into one of your books because he’s much better at writing than talking. And if it’s on you to do the making up, cooking for him is a good place to start.

Paradise 1:

Climbing out of bed before dawn because neither of you can sleep, having a cup of coffee, and walking hand in hand down the beach, stopping to bend down and pick up rare seashells to add to the collection on the bookshelf in your bedroom, not talking much at all but simply admiring your shared bounty in the pale dawn light as the sun creeps over the horizon.

Paradise 2:

Waking up to fresh powder blanketing the ground and jumping out of bed, barely getting your boots and one of his coats on before you’re outside, romping through the snow. Falling into a snow bank with your arms out, giggling as you make a snow angel, grinning even wider when he surprises you by laying down beside you and doing the same, letting his inner child show through for a brief moment.

Nightmares:

Bang! He never sees the nightmare, but he always hears the gunshot. He wakes up in a cold sweat, shivering beneath his covers, the taste of metal lingering in his mouth and the gunshot still echoing in his ears. He’s awake, but he’s back in that treasure chest, and this time, you’re the one laying dead in the snow. Alternatively, you’re in a hospital bed, writing in pain, screaming in agony, calling out his name, pleading with him to save you, and he’s in sea prism stone handcuffs, forced to watch you succumb to an illness only he can save you from. Again, he wakes up in a cold sweat, the sheets tangled around his legs, trapping him and making him feel like he’s still in that nightmare, completely and utterly useless. He has to climb out of bed and walk it off, might even train a bit with his sword to regain a sense of control.

Wearing His Hat: He works so hard- it’s one of the things you love about him. You typically try not to disturb him while he’s in the middle of a book, but every once in a while, you can see that he’s not lost in the book so much as he is holding it in his hands to keep the people around him at a distance, allowing him to think a little too much about what’s stressing him out.

You can tell by the tension in his neck and shoulders, the way his eyes don’t really focus on the pages but rather look right through them.

“Put the book down. It’s time for dinner.” Coming up behind him, you give his shoulders a squeeze before sitting on his desk, kicking your feet a little bit.

“Not hungry.”

“Yes, you are.”

He cast you an annoyed look but said nothing else.

Knowing he wouldn’t budge unless you jumpstarted him, you snatched his hat off his head and placed it atop yours.

“Y/n-ah.” He pinched the bridge of his nose. “Give me my hat back.”

“If you want it so bad,” you told him with a small smile. “Put the book down and come and get it from me.” With that, you hopped off his desk and slipped out of the office.

Law glanced down at his book. He didn’t give it another thought, just tossed it aside and climbed out of his chair to get that hat off your head, and possibly another garment or two.

I Love You:

Law is pretty bad with words, and, for lack of a better term, he sort of lacks a bedside manner. Needless to say, this carries over into other aspects of his life, including his love life (or lack thereof; Law has little to no experience in this arena). One afternoon, though, the two of you are fighting because you want to accompany Law somewhere and he insists it’s too dangerous despite all of your qualifications and skills as a fighter. You keep pressing and pressing, demanding to know why he won’t let you go when you are perfectly capable, until finally he blurts it out. “I love you! Alright? And I won’t lose you.” You aren’t even in any sort of relationship at that point, the two of you just sort of stewing in unresolved tension. His irate confession is the tipping point, and you become an item after that. When you hear it from him after that, it’s always in private, usually in the late hours of the night when he slips into bed and buries his face in your neck. Other times, it’s when you two pass each other in the hallway aboard the Polar Tang and he catches your hand in his, placing a warm kiss on your knuckles, muttering the words, and moving along quickly for fear someone might see despite the entire crew knowing about your relationship.

You’re Jealous:

Dr. Law and Dr. Robin sure do get along well- so well, in fact, you can’t help but wonder if they are better suited to each other than you and him. Even if they didn’t have such good chemistry, it would be impossible not to feel a touch of jealousy toward the archeologist. She’s intelligent, beautiful, fiercely loyal, a member of the Straw Hats, and has an impressive bounty that she earned even before she became a pirate. Needless to say, you find yourself brooding when the Robin brings him a beer and sits down beside him to discuss the immune systems of fishmen, a topic both are rather interested in. Of course, you’re interested in that, too, thus the reason Law realizes something is wrong when you don’t participate in the conversation. He ends up excusing the two of you and taking you to bed, worrying you had too much to drink, the thought you may be jealous never once occurring to him. You end up not saying anything (many thing in your relationship with Law being unspoken) and just sleeping it off, the fact that he excused the two of you proof enough of his loyalty.

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Hope you enjoyed it! If you want more, you can check out my masterlist here!

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buddies-bitch · 29 days ago

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Dating Evan Buckley Headcannons💕

Mostly SFW but a couple of NSFW

SFW

He gets jump-scared easily so you love to scare him

Like those compilations of people constantly scaring their spouses is totally something you would do

Whether that be yelling when he comes around a corner or hiding underneath the bed to grab his ankle. And it never fails to make you laugh until you pee

He’s so dramatic it’s insane

Like flopping onto every available surface like a faintly Victorian woman with that cute little pout of his

Puppy dog eyes GALORE

He will try and guilt you into things (like wanting to do something for you without your involvement so you can relax) with those goddamn eyes and fuck if it doesn’t work every. single. time.

He loves having you in the kitchen while he’s cooking/baking-as long as you’re not in his way

Luckily for him you’re much more content to just sit on the counter and watch him cook. Inbetween tasks dragging him between your legs for a quick smooch

He gets you tattoo pens so you can straddle his waist while he lays down and draw him new tattoos, usually incorporating his lightning scars-kissing all the while

He loves looking up at your focussed face and loves the feeling of being beneath you. He also loves the feel of your hands on him no matter what you're doing. 3/4 of the time this leads to sex

Occasionally you’ll do his makeup (you’ll always do his skincare) and you always make sure to accentuate his birthmark

The first time you did, all you had was a glittery pink and when you showed him, he hugged you and cried-no one had ever seen him before the way you did

You love finding new nicknames to call him or ways to hit on him that make him blush and stutter

You greeted him one time with a small “hi gorgeous” and he stuttered so bad he just walked away

“Gorgeous”, “baby boy”, “sweet boy”, “stunning”, “sweetheart/ness”, “blue eyed wonder”, “firehose”, “pumpkin”, “honey” literally anything and everything, progressively getting more wild at times just to make him laugh and blush

Buck absolutely has some kind of slutty thigh tattoo (I have nothing else to add to this but I feel like I should share)

He finds it strangely endearing at the amount of time/effort you put into doing physical therapy for his leg, even years after the accident

Plus, always making sure to put sunscreen on him as well as ointment for his scars because you know he’ll forget

Doing hair masks and getting new products for him to protect/define his curls

He's such a cuddle bug it can get annoying on hotter nights but you love him too much to move him

He doesn't mind being big spoon or little spoon but most of the time he pretty much just lays on top of you, having thrown himself over you haphazardly as if to protect you in his sleep

He loves it when he reads to you because you'll play with his hair till you fall asleep, AND he gets to yap to his favorite person.

Because he has adhd, when he reads to you he’ll get distracted and go off topic at some point and just winds up becoming a personal podcast

NSFW

PRAISE KINK

He’s such a vocal bitch

Moaning and groaning constantly, he loves to let you hear him

When drawing on him turns into sex, he LOVES to mark your body with hickeys the way you marked his with ink

He is such a muncher

Like actually drowning himself in your cunt ‘cause he refuses to come up before you come til you physically can't anymore

He likes to tease you until you're begging him to fuck you

He LOVES when you scratch your nails through his hair, especially when you pull it harder the closer you get to coming

He takes SO much pride in the scratch marks up and down his back

^hickeys too, much to your embarrassment sometimes

Anytime you wear lingerie, it gets torn to shreds. But its ok because Buck will happily buy you a new pair so long as he gets to do it again

Buck is absolutely a power bottom. He loves to be in charge but he also loves you on top of him

#evan buckley x reader #evan buck buckely #evan buckley #buck buckley #911 x reader #911 fox #911 abc #911 show #118 firefam #buck x reader

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slayedpoet · 4 months ago

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some random Joost headcanons

i've had a few over the past months so i've decided to compile them into a list, but then the list grew exponentially so i thought that maybe i could share ☺️; they are mostly tooth rotting domestic fluff, with some hints here and there, but nothing too explicit.

(pardon any possible grammar or syntax errors)

[ALSO WARNING RPF UNDER THE CUT for anyone who gets too worked up by it, or the thought of it, please stay fucking clear, thank you bye 😌]

‌he ‌doesn't know how to cook but he's willing to learn if you know how to, though expect it to get messy, like flour on your or his cheeks; he also might try and "eat" the raw batter, which would earn him a few slaps on his hands.

BONUS: finding him sitting on the floor checking cakes and biscuits baking in the oven

he’s a golden retriever mixed with a great dane

like a big dog that is not aware of his size (affectionate)

he’d ‌plop down on you while you’re laying on the couch, and loves laying his head on your chest so he can hear your heartbeat; you’d put a hand on his scalp and he'd be out like lightning. you'd hear light snoring and he'd have the most peaceful smile plastered all over his face

‌does it even when you're in bed

‌super cuddly, straight up koala style, big or small spoon it doesn't matter as long as he gets his cuddles

‌he'll crack the worst jokes EVER, you're laughing though 😏

‌uses his height to his advantage some times

‌you'd be laying in bed late at night trying to sleep and he'd start speaking in different ways like he sometimes does, the noise box strikes again, and you’d end up laughing with tears in your eyes, "you love me anyway though liefde"

if you go to the beach then prepare to get ABSOLUTELY FUCKING drenched, dog in action again; knows he has to put sunscreen on but he’ll give you hell for it, running around like a toddler and you’d have to force him to sit under the umbrella to put him on him; when you are on your towel drying and tanning he'd just come back from the water and shake himself on top of you like a dog, drenching you, or simply laying on top of you while wet

‌pebbling, and it goes both ways

you love exchanging clothes, specially before he goes on tour: like t-shirts and hoodies; you sometimes like to hide one of your shirts in his suitcase as a surprise

if he has to leave early in the morning for tour he’ll leave little scribbled messages on post-its all over the place for when you wake up

‌pillow fort for movie nights (but even random nights); although he's too tall for it, but if he sits he fits

‌soft™ and warm

absolutely loves ‌scratches, specially behind his ears

BONUS: if you keep it up for enough time he might actually purr

sometimes when he kisses you on the cheek ends up licking all over it

randomly bites your upper arm mid conversation

‌if you try shutting him up by putting a hand on his mouth he'll either bite it, spit on it or lick it

‌loves staring at you (not in a creepy way), just watch you as you do random, domestic stuff, but don't catch him please or he'll blush a nice shade of pink

‌when laying in bed together he sometimes lets his intrusive thoughts win and blows raspberries on your tummy, you’ll try getting him off of you, but he has a strong grip over your midriff so there’s no escaping him (if you to do the same to him he'll screech so loud)

tickling competition that ends with both of you on the ground with short breaths and happy tears streaming down your faces

oh so you’re ‌eating dessert and accidentally have cream around your mouth? he’ll lick it up no worries

‌something something oral fixation ok...

‌a literal menace™ and obnoxious (affectionate)

once he slapped your ‌butt playfully and you ended up running around the whole house chasing him to retaliate

‌he’s very clingy while drunk, cheeks soft pink and slurring dutch words

‌overly excited guy, if you’ve been apart for some time he’d greet you by lifting you up and spinning you around

‌writes you letters and sends you postcards while he’s out on tour, and adds little doodles all around

you’re definitely ‌getting woken up by some different music every day, although it's rare that he wakes up before you (it's the most random stuff ever too)

‌once you catch him doodling you, IT'S THE CUTEST THING EVER, god he's as red as a tomato cause he tried to hide it from you, but then you asked him so nicely and he crumbled so easily

he’s a ‌blushing mess if praised

‌leans into your touch a lot cause he’s a bit touch starved (just a bit yeah…)

‌can, and will, get himself out of situations thanks to his insane puppy eyes

‌tries teaching you Dutch in the most random ways

‌loves LOVES to hear you laugh/make you laugh, so he'll go jester mode some times, specially if you're feeling down and need to be cheered up

‌will go feral if he sees you wearing any of his albino stuff

‌fan of the good old calls, he insists specially during tour or if you've happened to be long distance

CONS: sometimes he calls at ungodly hours, but you'll listen anyway

‌dorkiest of all

‌takes his glasses off when at home, which leads to him having to squint every once in a while, at you and at things; which is like THE CUTEST THING EVER

‌sometimes you get home and he's laying on the sofa with his dogs on top of him in a cuddle pile

‌LISTEN LISTEN MUSEUM DATES he'd be sooo down for it

‌you take Polaroids of each other, some are cute, some well…less 😏

‌cheesy motherfucker named joost klein, specially during the most inopportune moments (more so during THOSE moments), so you’d slap him and roll your eyes at him while blushing and he’d grin like a cat who's got the cream

sleeps on his stomach, probably starfish so he occupies a good ¾ of the bed cause he’s so tall and lanky, and you’ll have no option but to adjust

(btw i forgot one thing: if any of you lovely writers wants to take any of these and put them in fics, go ahead 🙏🥹)

#joost klein #joost klein x reader #joost klein headcanons

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14dayswithyou · 7 months ago

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Meowdy Saint! ^^ lolol hello hello o/ hope you are doing good!!

So this masterpiece of a game has been invading my mind with ZERO chill lately which directly translated to me coming up with a TON of questions orz I really didn't realize how many I ended up compiling lol

If you don't feel like answering this many please feel absolutely free to ignore this ask or only answer the ones you like the most, the last thing I want is for you to feel overwhelmed! ^^

ALRIGHT LET'S-A GO

-does he know how to give massages? :00

-during day 1, how did Ren come up with a book on the local flora?? It seems like such a random topic to pick when put on the spot without already having a genuine interest in it lmao

(I am not sure if this⬇️ questions falls under character deaths, if it does I really apologize and absolutely feel free to ignore it ^^)

-uuhh I know there is already a lot in this ask(im seriously sorry orz), but I was wondering if we will eventually get an SFW alphabet for Ren/[REDACTED] for the folks who don't care about the nasty 👉👈

-THIS IS THE LAST THING I PROMISE 👹 will there be a guide to get all the endings? I'm not sure if there is one already and in that case I missed it 100%

Also I find it ironic how the fandom is trying to find out every single aspect of Ren/[REDACTED]'s character the same way he must do with angel lmao

ALRIGHT THATS ALL IM SO SORRY FOR ASKING SO MUCH THE REN BRAINROT HOURS ARE SO REAL IM LOSING BRAINCELLS orz Remember to take care of yourself drink water and take breaks!! ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

(Also sorry if some phrases don't make sense, english isn't my first language as I am 🤌 lolol)

✦゜ANSWERED: Under da cut because this got long >:3

-do Rendacted's memories remain intact when he resets the day or do his wipe too with everyone else's? Also is there an in-universe answer for why he has these glitchy powers or is he just Built Different™? Ren's memories remain intact!! I mean... He remembers each time you get a bad end and sometimes says something different... >:3 There is also an in-universe reason as to why he has his abilities — I won't spoil anything, but his real name (along with River's and one other character) have a reeeeally big tell. But what this tell is is for me to know and you to find out >:3

-if angel made it VERY clear that they would be mad asf and prolly even start hating and leave Ren/[REDACTED] if he were to hurt their friends(or killing people bc this man needs to chill fr), would he listen to them? Bc I know that if he touches Violet, Elanor, Kiara or god forbid Moth I'm personally deleting his kneecaps 🥰 Ren (and by extension [REDACTED]) knows not to harm anyone if he knows you won't like it — and even then — he won't actively show that murderous side of him in the first place. To Angel, Ren is just a timid, normal guy.

-since it seems to me that Ren/[REDACTED] is only kinda meh at cooking I was wondering if he actually made the not burnt pancakes in day 3 or if he had some store bought ones that he passed off as his own lol Ren is actually good at cooking, he's just a bit out of touch since he doesn't normally cook for himself! It's normally microwave meals or takeout for him... ^^; And yes, Ren did burn and burn the pancakes in Day 3 — he was distracted by something on his phone :3

Bonus cut Day 3 content: I took out the scene where Ren started to profusely apologise for burning the pancake because he often had to cook when he was younger. Given the dynamic of his family and the environment he grew up in, Ren didn't have much room to make mistakes ;n; I cut this scene out because I felt bad ksgskd So y'all get to have flustered, happy Ren instead!!

-does he know how to give massages? :00 If that was one of Angel's interests or desires, then sure!! ^^

-during day 1, how did Ren come up with a book on the local flora?? It seems like such a random topic to pick when put on the spot without already having a genuine interest in it lmao Someone else likes flora too, and it sure would be funny if Ren (eventually) starts to mimic certain traits and interests of the person you have the highest affinity/relationship points with in order to make himself look more appealing… >:3c

-if I understood correctly Maple should be Jae's dog right?? Did you have a specific breed or age in mind when creating her? I got curious because in my head she automatically popped up as a young australian shepherd to match with Jae's hyperactive dumbass energy lol❀⸜(˶´ ˘ `˶)⸝❀ It was mentioned in Jae's lore post (I'll link it here once I find it), but Maple is a Labrador! (Leon would be Jae's Australian Shepherd hehe) In my mind, Maple is only 2 or 3 years old, but that wouldn't really fit the official timeframe... ^^; Jae adopted Maple during high school so he wouldn't feel lonely at home, and it's been over 6+ years since then.... hgdshjg

-staying on the dog topic lol, in day 1 when angel gets up from the couch to get Ren the inflatable mattress(iirc) and he follows right behind them i immediately thought he acted like a puppy lmao. So would he mind being called 'puppy' as a pet name? Angel affectionately calls Ren a puppy during the scene in Day 1 where they meet up after work, so that nickname definitely could work!

-from an ask from last year it seems [REDACTED] would ultimately kill angel if there was ultimately not way to enter in their life?? Gotta say I was very taken aback by this, would this still be the case after a year of building more to his character? (Ok I went back to check the ask again but I can't for the life of me find it anymore maybe I dreamt it up idk😭😭 im really sorry if that is the case jdkslajdl) aaa I think you might be mistaking that ask for something else? ;v; [REDACTED] would NEVER harm Angel in any capacity, and they're a very patient person. Even if it took decades for Angel to fall in love with him, they'll wait.

-THIS IS THE LAST THING I PROMISE 👹 will there be a guide to get all the endings? I'm not sure if there is one already and in that case I missed it 100% I've shared a spreadsheet that lists all the available choices, the points you earn from each of them, and the endings you can get — however it's only available on Discord and I don't really want to share it outside of the server and potentially put it in the hands of minors. Sorry!!

Also I find it ironic how the fandom is trying to find out every single aspect of Ren/[REDACTED]'s character the same way he must do with angel lmao Hehe >:3 There's a loooot of lore that won't ever be mentioned in the game (since it doesn't seem fitting/I don't see a reason to), so I'm happy to provide it here!

#💌 — answered.#💖 — 14 days with queue.#to be tagged later #icant-pickthenameiwant

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meanbossart · 5 months ago

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ASK COMPILATION: LORE, CHARACTERIZATION, AND THE ONE IN WHICH I RUIN A BUNCH OF PEOPLE'S FUN

As usual, this is far from all of the asks in my inbox but I'm trying to catch up 😩thank you everyone for your patience!

For the record, if your ask isn't being answered, that most likely means one of three things:

I am saving it as a possible art prompt.

I sincerely don't have a very interesting or good reply for it yet!

It's a question I have been asked multiple times/the answer is in my pinned post.

Glad you like them!!

As much as I don't limit what I draw to canonical events, vampirism is so antithetical to DU drow's character journey that I couldn't really envision it, to be honest, but who knows! Maybe I'll cook up some Ascended Astarion scenario someday that is kind of a role-reversal of the Bhaalist DU Drow AU I have going on in tandem to the story.

I'll be honest, this is one of the rare times where I'm really not sure which aspect of DU drow's weirdness this is in reference to. Do you know something I don't? 😅

His masochism is very... Classic, I guess? He's in it for the pain and for the emotional connection, and the process of being pierced wouldn't cut it whatsoever, it's too subtle. The body modifications he has are an incidental result of it, but they were never really the goal.

Also having stuff dangling off his face or body would just irritate him, he specifically only does rings because all other types of jewellery get in the way too much. Pre-tadpole Bhaalist drow obviously wore them by the ton, but only as a symbol of status and because he had a permanent new-money complex🤷 so yeah not a piercing-type of character at all, sorry!

He's smooth from the eyelashes-down and profoundly weirded out by body hair LOL

I don't personally think that whatever Astarion had for a home before would bear my resemblance to it after 200 years - having probably gone through several owners, remodeled, if not completely lost to the destruction of the end-game. I do HC that he used to visit it whenever he could as an enthralled spawn to read his mail, but he stopped after his father passed.

THANK YOU, I THINK? I can't say that isn't a passionate description at least!

I'm honestly surprised that this comes up as often as it does LOL but it's just an stylistic choice on my end!

The latter - for sure. He figured that them dying at each other's hands at the end was a given and took that assumption entirely for granted (and I'm sure daydreamed about it often while Gortash went on and on about political strategy during their dinner meetings.)

;))) way ahead of you and by "way ahead" I mean "eventually and whenever I can figure out when to do it alongside the other 30 ideas I am currently juggling" (but I really do want to make a little comic out of it!)

He used them! Not immediately, but he grew to trust the guardian after some initial suspicion and happily gobbled up those squirmy little things alongside Astarion. Because I made his character on a whim and without any planned backstory, I didn't really put any thought into his Guardian's appearance either, so she's just a human woman with a Joan of Arc look going on who's of no significance to him or his past.

But DU drow did trust her, again not immediately but eventually. It was honestly a big kick in the gut to him when the Emperor revealed himself and it definitely set their relationship up to fail from the get-go.

This is also why he didn't ascend to the next stage of Ilithid power, he just stomped the thing dead right on the spot LOL

LMAO I think Gortash is too proud to chase a tail he can't catch like that

He was probably very overwhelmed by the sudden realization that OH, THIS IS ALL HAPPENING BECAUSE OF ME which naturally didn't come across whatsoever to anyone present since he immediately bottled it up and tucked it away out of sight. However, as the story progressed and DU drow helped his friends get out of their respective pickles he was probably able to justify it to himself as it having been for the greater good - since it led to Astarion being freed from his master and Shadowheart to defying the Sharrans.

As for all of the rest of the ensued destruction and death that resulted from it? Well you can't make an omelette without cracking some eggs, or whatever is the wizard version of that saying. He has essentially turned the entire situation into a net-positive in his mind and sleeps great at night because of it.

#ask compilation #ask #du drow lore

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08melancholie · 1 month ago

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Humor me for a moment

What do you think each gang members favorite shows would be if they were from this century? Like modern shows and stuff?

OOOH this is very interesting, and I got a few in mind :)

some are more accurate maybe, some had to be mustered up to be filled in since I had no ideas D:

the guys:

Dutch — Hear me out; fashion shows. This man is first in line for the TV remote when theres a Victoria's Secret runway on one of the channels. That, or those "Wear or Tear" shows. He becomes a true fashionista.

Arthur — I feel, same with Charles, he'd be into watching Bear Grylls surviving in the wild. I don't know how to explain this one tbh, it just sounds right to me.

John — I really struggled with this one, honestly. I could NOT think of one thing he would watch. Anyhow, Abigail doesn't let him watch too much of it, but he'll also tune in when theres a football match OR, even better; baseball. I feel like he's a baseball type guy.

Javier — Another hear me out; Spanish cooking shows. This I have literally no explanation for, it came to me and I instantly said 'oh, YES' aloud. So, I'm sticking with it.

Micah — Would be big into sport channels, football and especially big on ice hockey. Let's be honest, he's literally a dad on Sunday afternoons but like, every day of the week, my little couch potato. His main thing would be ice hockey and I stand firm by that.

Lenny — Just a hunch here, but I think Lenny would like crime shows. Whether it's something like Criminal Minds or actual criminal cases and how they were solved, he'd be very much interested in that.

Sean — LOVES to watch people wrestle. He's either laughing about someone getting their shit handed to them or screaming at the TV for one of the people to punch harder.

Bill — Dog shows!! He loves those dog competitions where people train their dogs to run around and complete the courses, always cheers a certain dog on like it's his own and like he's getting the prize money.

Hosea — Chess competitions. I also don't know how to explain this one much, but I feel like he'd enjoy learning to play/to get better at chess through watching others play it, making little notes on a paper.

Strauss — Gotta be those old people Bingo channels with like, live games. He tried making his own bingo cards and literally nobody wanted to play with him because they said it was boring—and that he did it all wrong :( Otherwise peepaw loves that stuff.

Josiah — He loves watching "[Country]'s Got Talent", any country really. As soon as he sees a magician come up, he instantly locks in to see if he knows the trick that person is trying to do, and he especially loves the dangerous stunt compilations on Youtube. Rewatches them on a daily.

Reverend — Mostly online church services and those live broadcasts of it. If not that, which he does daily imo, it'll be some drug documentary. (struggled with this one D:)

Charles — National Geographic Documentaries; do I need say more? It's how he mostly learns about wildlife, if you don't count books. That, or I feel like he'd enjoy watching Bear Grylls surviving in the wilderness.

Jack — Honorable mention for Jack, the Kratt Brothers.

the girlies:

Sadie — She's also into crime shows, and especially true crime. You can't watch it with her because she loves to comment on EVERYTHING happening in the show, stuff like calling the killers bastards and finding what the clues the police find mean before the people in the show do sometimes.

Tilly — I was unsure of this at first, but I feel like she'd enjoy either cooking or gardening shows, but I'm more leaning to the latter. Likes to learn about all the different plants, sometimes writes information down in case she wants to plant something herself.

Mary-Beth — You know she'd be big into drama series and all the different reality TV shows. I swear, she'd literally LOVE Croatian drama shows and series so much, on the edge of her seat the entire time, literally. That, or she loves cheesy romances, of course.

Karen — I don't know if you guys have this, but we have a show which roughly translates to "Marriage at first", where two people get married at first sight. You can say yes or no at the altar after you see them for the first time, and the show leads you through the upcoming two-three weeks before the wedding. She'd love that, would be judging the wedding dresses the women pick the entire time.

Molly — Watches sickly sweet romcoms to heal her poor, broken heart. Good for her. :(

Abigail — Watches whatever Jack wants to watch mostly, but if she's got free time to watch something herself, she'll mostly use drama shows as background noise. Somehow, I feel like she isn't big on watching TV, so like myself basically.

Susan — She reminds me so much of my grandma that I have to say Turkish drama shows. My grandma has to be in bed by 8pm sharp with her shows, and that is exactly how I see Susan😭

Thank you for this lovely ask, I had fun with it <3

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haysaca · 7 days ago

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Argus and her recurrent toxic yuris

Finished 2.1, was a fun ride, I think I have a few thoughts in mind but rn the most prevalent one is: Damn, I did NOT expect argus and tuesday to be more toxic than valenweis. So have a compilation of my reactions I guess.

Sheesh girlie is actually just taunting her to the extreme and I didn't even include her whole jab at her candy reliance. This is legit the perfect pair for the hatesex trope.

Like for a moment, I even thought tuesday was implying she banged and stole kayla here lmao

(its canon, poor argus got ntr'd, source is me I swear I'm not just delusional)

She just insulted her outta nowhere lmao. Though a delusional mind (not me) can interpret this as tuesday wanting to break argus down to tears.

Girl was actually rendered speechless 😭😭 Sorry tuesday she does not match your freak at all!!

She cannot be tamed at all and she's so real for that ngl. I'm so glad they went all out on her lack of fear/fear is her kink because I just absolutely adore unapologetic villains and she's definitely one, or rather a pretty good psychopath since she doesn't really care much for people, only their fears (I think, I haven't seen her story yet). Anyways argus made the right decision to dip, she CANNOT handle her freak.

That's about it for this toxic pair but I wanna talk about kayla too since I feel like she ain't a much better option for argus considering yknow, her identity and affiliations 😭

I know this is just an illusion by the motel but it'd be so fucked up if their relationship was actually this toxic, like the motel digs up stuff from their memories so this insecurity or perception of kayla had to come somewhere from deep inside argus' mind.

What's worse is, she could be right, considering kayla is a top tier of manus fucking vindictae 😭. Poor girl has insecurities of being wielded like a mindless tool, tries to assure herself that the woman shes pining and looking for is not that, only for said woman to be avoiding her because shes already served her purpose for her (I think, we'll see in argus' story I guess).

Though it could be a more mutual angsty case if we interpret kayla's smile as a sign she considers argus as more than that, maybe a pet instead :P (have high doubts she actually reciprocates her feelings the same way).

Poor argus cannot escape scummy women, hope she'll find happiness in vertin's suitcase because let's be fr she's joining us.

Also I absolutely love this particular quote because it's not just a jab at argus' trust issues but also an indirect one at her insecurity in her own image, her fear of hesitating, failing and being seen as incompetent (I think she has them? otherwise i don't really know what the townspeople in her hallucination are meant to signify).

Ok one last thought: I think argus' best shot for a happy yuri out of the entire 2.1 cast is legit with Ms. Karen Kimberly over here.

Because as hostile as their interactions are, their dynamic was pretty funny and nice compared to tuesday's harassment.

They radiate big bully x dumb bimbo energy, a pretty classic and tame rivalry dynamic. Kimberly's also the one with the least malicious/mean intentions towards argus, she doesn't want to harm or even use her, she just wants to eat!

So long as they take the time to talk it out and not point lethal weapons at each other, I'm sure they could get along in some way (looking at you argus, put that gun down and listen to your heart more, you big softie).

Alright that's about it for my ramble on argus and her misfortune with women, shoutout to @jeremy_exe on twitter for cooking up the only anjoargus art I've seen so far.

#reverse 1999 #r1999 #a bit delusional #rambles/analysis idk anymore #argus #tuesday reverse 1999 #reverse 1999 kayla #ms. grace #anjo nala #ms. kimberly

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bruhnze · 5 months ago

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Apple tarts and tiramisu - Part 8 - Lucy Bronze x Reader

Summary ''Apple tarts and tiramisu'': Lucy just moved to Barcelona, you offer to teach her Spanish. Reader gets into a relationship with Lucy Bronze who she met while she served her an apple tart.

Chapter inspiration by the ask from this anon.

Other parts: masterlist

SMUT - MINORS DNI , warnings: explicit.

Wordcount: 8k (a big one!)

-> When i was writing this i accidentally deleted my draft 😭 so yeah i had to re-write,, and i was very anoyed about it bcs my brain is a sieve (i had to google sieve bcs i didn't know that you write sieve like sieve, huh!?) anyways i couldn't remember some pieces, so yeah i had to rethink, enjoy pt. 8. it's writen with blood, sweat and tears and dedication 😭.

-> But thanks for staying tuned and i hope you enjoy reading it xx

(mostly written at night so maybe it's crap xx)

Apple tarts and tiramisu - Part 8

It was monday, you had a teaching job, having to teach english to some rich parents' kid who was appearently failing at the subject in school. Usually this type of job, a spoiled kid, wouldn't be your favourite, but this kid was quite alright so the time went by quick enough.

You hadn't seen Lucy since wednesday, as your sceduals had both been full. Saturday she had had preparations for the sunday game and in the afternoon and night you had a planned hangout with your friends at the beach. On sunday you went to the game with most of the friends that'd been also at the barbeque, and the day had unfortunately gone in such a way that you had not seen each other one on one.

You had texted and called, you had suggested to meet Monday morning before you had tutoring, but Lucy said she couldn't.

You had wondered what she was going to do but didn't want to come across as nagging, after all you had agreed to have dinner at your place that evening, she deseverd some time for herself aswell.

It was late afternoon and you were on your way home when your phone buzzed.

''hey Luce what's up''.

''hi bub, im at yours, but you're not home yet, aren't ya?''.

''i'm about to be, sorry didn't know you'd be so early''.

''oh-'' you heared Lucy's dissapointment ''i just- i knew we were gonna cook together, but-''.

''no! i meant i just.. didn't know... i like it luce, i missed you''.

''ahh'' she sounded relieved ''good, i missed you too''.

''look behind you'' you said as you turned around the street that bordered yours.

You saw Lucy turn and search around, you waved at her. When she spotted you a big smile crossed her face and she waved back.

She hung up and walked towards you, as you were still walking towards her, or rather your front door.

''hi baby'' Lucy said excitedly.

You frowned as you eyed up the bag she was holding and the backpack she was wearing ''moving in?'' you joked.

Lucy laughed ''yeah, would you like that?''. ''no im kidding, i brought some stuff to cook together, and in my backpack are some clothes, because someone told me we wear different sizes'' she chuckled thinking back about last week.

''i think you could pull it of'' you grinned ''maybe i can put you in one of my dresses?''.

Lucy laughed ''i have worn dresses you know''.

''really?'' you said, not being able to hide your suprise ''i want to see pictures''.

''oh you haven't googled that?'' Lucy asked genuinly surprised.

''no i haven't googled you'' you laughed ''should i?''.

Lucy frowned ''hmm, i dont know there's some weird stuff out there''.

You grinned ''uh yeah, like those video's, i don't know what they're called, yfs/n showed me".

"What was in it?"

You blushed "well, uhm, basicly it was a compilation of your abs and stuff..''.

''thirst trap?''.

''AH YES, thirst trap was it, i saw one but then we put the phone away again because it was a bit strange''.

You opened the door as the two of you had arrived at the front of your building.

Lucy was quietly chuckling as she walked to the elevator and pressed the button ''you're cute'' she said as she turned back to you.

''you are too'' you said as you leaned in to kiss her ''i missed you''.

"Next time just watch a thirst trap" Lucy said laughingly.

"Maybe i will" you teased back before kissing her.

Lucy broke the kiss when the elevator had opened and you stepped in ''i missed you too'' Lucy smiled ''i love you''.

''i love you too'' you said as you followed Lucy into the elevator.

You now you noticed she was quite dressed up, not having seen it before because of the bags ''why are you dressed up so nice''.

Lucy chuckled ''would you rather i came in my kit?''.

''hmm'' you thought back at how hot she had looked on sunday ''well i wouldn't be opposed to that'' you wiggled your eyebrows.

''by the way, you are looking very good yourself'' Lucy moved on from the subject.

You rolled your eyes, you were wearing a long skirt and a white tucked in blouse ''profesionalismo, for my estudiante''.

Lucy grinned ''you can teach me some lessons''.

''are we there already'' you chuckled at Lucy's cheesy line as the elevator doors opened.

''no i'm sorry'' Lucy said as she put her hand on your back when you put your key in the door ''first our culinary date''.

You opened the door and let Lucy pass you, as you gave her a kiss on the cheek you whispered ''well im not sorry''.

Lucy grinned as she walked straight to your kitchen ''i have some things to put in the fridge''.

''you know i just got my groceries this morning'' you said loudly so Lucy could hear you from the hallway ''so we could've cooked up something from that''.

''yeah i know'' Lucy said back ''but i didn't know if you had things to make a salad and that's the only thing we still have to make''.

You were now also in the kitchen, after getting of your shoes and putting your bag and laptop away in your small office room.

''What?''.

''hm'' Lucy acted innocently ''don't you like salad?''.

''yeah i do'' you came closer to Lucy and hugged her ''but what did you bring then?''.

Lucy smiled and looked down at your face ''it's a surprise''.

''but we're going to eat it right, so how long wll you keep it a secret?''.

''that's true'' Lucy chuckled

''it's got to do with this morning doesn't it'' you frowned.

''how did you know'' Lucy laughed ''are you a detective?'' she said while tickeling you slightly.

''no'' you chuckled and tried to escape from Lucy ''stop Luce!'' ''babe''.

''you are so ticklish'' Lucy grinned ''sorry, i'll stop'' ''and yes it had to do with my activity today''.

You waited eagerly for her to continue but she didn't, instead she got a tupperwear from her bag.

''pasta'' she said triumphantly.

You could recognise that plastic container everywhere ''my parents?''. ''you went to my parents?''.

Lucy grinned ''yes, Elena and i gave eachother our numbers the other day and she invited me''.

''she gave you food for our date night?''. ''is that why she wasn't at the bakery this morning?''. You asked confused.

''she didn't just give it to me, well.. she did.. but we made it together''. Lucy smiled ''she told me this was your favourite, well.. she asked me what i wanted to learn and i asked what dish of hers you liked the most''.

You smiled ''a cooking lesson?''.

''si'' Lucy said ''and i think i might have learned some more spanish''. she gulped ''your dad is...''.

You chuckled ''yeah i didn't know you were going to meet him otherwise i would've warned, he doesn't know a word of English''.

´´yeah´´ Lucy relaxed a litlle more ´´but he is nice, just like your mom´´.

´´i can´t wait to meet your parents´´.

´´they´ll love you´´ Lucy smiled ´´just like i do´´.

´´so if we don´t have to cook we still have a lot of time to pass, i mean it´s not even 5 o´clock yet´´ you said ´´what do you want to do?''.

''maybe we can watch something?'' Lucy said ''i would say a walk or something but i need to put my legs up for a bit, i've been standing all day''.

''yeah sure'' you said ''maybe you can pick something, i am going to put some other clothes on because these clothes are not really comfortable''.

A few moments later you were laying on the couch with Lucy, it felt nice, it felt domestic. Lucy had picked a movie and you were laying in front of her, you felt her chest rise and fall against you and every now and then a little stream of air came rhythmically into your neck.

You shuffled further back against her and Lucy put her arm around you tighter ''you comfy?'' she asked quietly.

''mhm'' you hum happily and reached to hold the hand that was infront of you before bringing it to your mouth to give her a gentle kiss on the back of her hand.

Lucy returned the favor by planting a soft kiss in you neck.

After a while, when you were actually getting quite invested in the movie Lucy had put on, you felt her body relax and her grip on you loosen. Her breath became shallow and uneven for a minute before it settled on a deeper more even pace.

You imagined she was probably very tired and you knew she had seen the movie before so you decided to let her sleep.

Even when she, at some point nearing the end of the movie, starting snoring lightly, you figured she needed the rest and just tried to tried to focus on the subtitles. You didn´t want to move to put the tv louder and you actually found the little sounds quite endearing.

The movie had ended and the subtitels came on, appearantly the sound was a little different or more loud, because Lucy started to stir behind you. You heard low but soft grunts as she burried her face against you and held you tighter again.

You turned around below her arm ´´good sleep?'' you chuckled as you saw Lucy's sleepy head ''or are you still tired''.

Lucy had her eyes still closed but smiled ''msorry'' she murmured ''you're just so comfy''.

You kissed her forehead ''ready to make some salad?".

Lucy burried her face against you ''mhmm, one more second'' she murmured.

While heating up the pasta and making a salad Lucy had insisted she'd get everything out of the fridge, as she had something in there for after dinner.

You thought it was adorable how she wanted to make everything a surprise, you guessed she'd probably made a dessert with your mom aswell, but you were curious what it would be, if she'd also asked what your favourite would be for that, it would be tiramisu.

While eating the pesto pasta with chicken, parmesan cheese and pine nuts, with the side salad of arugula, goat cheese, dried tomatoes and walnuts, Lucy and you were talking about your past.

Lucy had lived in England, where she had grown up, then had been to America, England again, France, England and now Barcelona.

Your story was a bit more boring, Barcelona, born and raised and further than that English teacher and barista. You had once been to England for 3 weeks at university, with a host family. It was fun to talk about it with Lucy for a while, to share your cultural experiences.

Before you two knew it, it was a lot later ''time for dessert?'' Lucy asked when you started to clear the table.

You smiled ''yeah let's see what you made, the pasta was really good by the way'' you said as you leaned in to grab Lucy's plate but also to give her a little kiss.

Lucy also stood up from the table and helped to carry some stuff back to the kitchen.

As she pulled out a glass tray she beamingly said ''your favourite''.

''awww Luce'' you cooed as you recognised the tiramisu ''i love you''.

''i love you too'' Lucy said ''that's why i had to learn how to make your favourite dessert ofcourse''.

''you're perfect'' you said as she put the tray on the counter and searched around for some little plates and forks. You loved the way she was so comfortable in your place already, and you couldn't believe she had met your parents behind your back to surprise you.

''want to eat this on the couch?'' Lucy asked as she plated two scoops of the dessert.

''mhm sounds nice''.

The dessert was as perfect as always, just how your mom made it. You had given Lucy many compliments and when you two had both finished you had climbed on her lap to give her a proper thank you for the surprises.

''thank you Lucy, your such a good girlfriend to me'' you said before giving her a kiss.

Lucy hummed in the kiss and pulled away ''you make me want to be a good girlfriend and you are such a good girlfriend to me too, i loved seeing you in a Bronze shirt yesterday''.

You chuckled ''yeah you liked our outfits? we went to the fan store before the game and everyone wanted to wear yours so i couldn't stay behind''.

Lucy looked at you surprised ''you didn't want too?''.

''you hadn't scored yet'' you teased Lucy ''we made a bet remember.. but i guess clearing those balls from the goalline are even better then scoring so i thought i'll see it through''.

''oh how generous'' Lucy chuckled as she went in for another kiss ''but seriously, it suits you, maybe you wear it even better then i do''.

You rolled your eyes and kissed her back.

Slowly the kiss changed into a make out session, while sitting in her lap you cupped the back of her neck and Lucy´s hands started to wonder around on your body.

After a while the kiss slowed down and you could tell Lucy's mind was elsewhere, as her hands were no longer roaming your body and you led the kiss.

You pulled away smiling ''speak up'' you say nudging her on.

She seemed to snap back in to reality and blushed ''uhh, what?''.

''your mind is somewhere else'' you said.

Lucy shook her head in disbelieve "you really are a detective aren't ya".

You chuckled ''come on share your thoughts'' you cheer on, but Lucy didn't say anything.

You grinned as she stayed quiet ''no appropriate thoughts hm?''

Lucy blushed ''ehrm, well, i have a pressent for you, but now im second guessing myself and im kinda nervous''.

You looked at her suspiciously ''a gift? why, and also how could that be bad?''.

''maybe we should kiss more first'' Lucy tried.

''you can't focus because your thinking about a gift that's maybe bad'' you evaluated the situation.

Lucy's blush grew darker ''well'' . . ''yes''.

You chuckled ''i won't think it's weird or bad or stupid Luce, try me'' you said as you went to sit next to her, rather then on her lap, to give her space to go and retrieve the gift.

Lucy stood up from the couch and went to fetch her backpack.

''Clothes?'' you ask laughingly as she comes back.

''well, i said there's clothes in here, yes, but there's also a few other things''. she said as she zipped the bag open, she handed you a wrapped up box, another wrapped up present and a slightly smaller box.

''wow, it feels like my birthday'' you laugh as you took everything from her and layed it on the couch.

''when is your birthday actually?'' Lucy suddenly asked, realising she doesn't even know that.

''July, just before i met you'' you smile ''and you?'',

''October''.

''ah okay, we haven't missed eachothers birthday yet'' you joked.

''this is just a present for you, a special present, i hope i made the right decision and this isn't weird'' Lucy she said, stuttering over her words.

You patted the place next to you for her to sit back again.

When Lucy sat back on the couch you climbed back on her lap and gave her a kiss before whispering ''it's a sextoy isn't it''.

Lucy's cheeks flushed even more and she nodded quietly ''i-is that okay?''.

You laugh about her nervousness ''babe im sure you picked something great''.

She chuckled nervously ''well why don't you open it'' she suggested.

She grabbed the biggest box first and handed it to you.

You eagerly ripped the paper and was met with a abstract image of a dildo, you chuckled as you recognised it as the same one Lucy had.

You looked at her surprised ''why were you so nervous for this?''.

''well i thought i'll buy you your own, so we-

You finished her sentence ''so we can fuck regardless of the appartment we're in''.

Lucy seemingly regained some of her confidence ''yeah, as you seemed to like it a lot, and so do i, so i thought, you know, might aswell'' she wiggled her eyebrows.

''Might aswell'' you chuckled ''well how thoughtfull'' you said, giving Lucy a little kiss.

''mhmm'' Lucy grinned ''but it's a slightly bigger, an inch'' she said pointing at the box.

You blushed "well i think we can work with that hm?".

"I'll make sure you're ready" lucy said in a tone sounding both caring and fucking hot, you couldn´t help but imagine Lucy wearing it.

You were curious at the other things Lucy had handed you and quickly unwrapped the other two presents too.

One was a copy of the leather harness and in the smaller box was a vibrator, just like the one you had seen her put inside the harness last week.

''hmm, you went all out didn't you?''.

''uhm, i'd say this is the basics'' Lucy chuckled ''i mean, i rebought- she stopped and looked at you.

You chuckled ''you can talk about exes Luce, i thought we cleared that up''.

''uhm i haven't heared about your exes yet'' Luce said ''and you only know one of mine''.

''Yeah okay, but i meant like the fact we can talk about it''.

''right'' Lucy said ''well, when Keira and i broke up i trew away all.. the things .. and i just rebought the things you saw in my drawer, as that were the things i liked the most''.

You were curious now, as she had already had the toys when the two of you had met ''did you use yours on other people?'''.

Lucy blushed ''well, no, but i'll be honest and say i did buy them hoping to use them on someone, if i had met someone cute, luckily for me i met a realllllyyyy cute cutie and now i'll never have to rebuy anything''.

You grinned ''you do realise you just bought new things right?''.

''yeah, but that's different" Lucy rolled her eyes lighthearterdly "it's an add-on to the collection, we're building a little collection together''.

''sooo cute, our sex-toy-collection'' you mock.

Lucy grinned ''you seemed to love it'.'

''hm'' you acted undisturbed ''it's more about the person behind the toy for me''.

''oh reallyyy?'' Lucy's grin got even bigger ''thanks for the compliment''.

''yeah you're really good in bed''.

''hmm, say more''.

''i've never been with someone who made me ... you know''.

''what?'' Lucy looked smugly at you ''made you what pretty girl?''.

''squirt'' you say quietly.

Lucy groaned ''hm, then it's a good thing i gave my pretty little girlfriend a strap of her own so she can tell me when she needs it used on her... then we can make that happen more often, hm?''.

You nodded.

''yeah you like that mh" Lucy grinned "and did i guess right with the harness, you liked this one better hm?''.

''y-yeah'' you said with your voice cracking from being so turned on.

''what do like about it?''.

You blushed ''ehrm, your butt l-looked very good and the leather''.

''hmmm, your butt also looks so good'' Lucy said as she ran her hands over your ass ''oh by the way they didn't have the same one as me, so its also another colour'' Lucy said as she looked at you narrowly ''do you want to see it?''.

''mhm''.

Lucy pulled open the box and in it was a blue rubber dick, and like she said it was a little bigger then the one Lucy had.

You liked the colour maybe even better than the purple one Lucy had.

''it's pretty'' you cooed ''i like the colour''.

Lucy chuckled ''good, blue suits you too''.

You blushed and stated ´´and it is a little bigger''.

''wel.." lucy said "in the store there was one that was the same, i just can't with that colour, so i thought i'd buy this one, a little bigger'' Lucy admitted.

''hmm, what colour?'' you asked.

Lucy looked at you with a disgusted face ''like realistic''.

You laughed out loud ''not a fan?''.

''no'' Lucy shook her head ''it weirds me out''.

´´so a bigger one´´ you giggle.

She looked at you with her eyes investigating yours ´´only if you are okay with it´´.

´´im okay with it, but im amuzed at how you don´t like a realistic one as you did like .. uhm .. me to .. you know´´.

Lucy arched an eyebrow ´´what''.

''suck it'' you say quietly as you lost eyecontact with her and looked down.

''did you not like it?''

''uhm.. well.. . i did.. but i dont know if i did it right? it was my first time actually''.

Lucy gently got you to sit back on her lap and look at her again, you saw an amazed smile on her face. ''that was your first time doing that?''.

''yeah'' you blushed ''i always thought it was kinda rediculous or something, but with you.. it was.. hot, i mean for me it was, but i dont-

''hey'' Lucy said as she grabbed your hands ''you are incredible, everything you do is hot'' she gave you a gentle kiss ''but i now realise we might need to talk about everything a bit more, hm? i mean consent is one thing, but maybe we should talk about our experience as well" she smiled "but i know i find it dificult sometimes... i mean... exibit A , this whole present thingy'' Lucy said as she briefly waved over the box with the toy ''but the other night when we set some ground rules worked quite good right? maybe we can try to talk about more things like that, but.. like.. with more even dynamics'' she chuckled at that last bit.

You laughed back ''i think that would be good, and it can be hot to talk about it, no?'' you said looking at her.

''i think we can become even better at sex together'' Lucy grinned as she cupped your face and caressed your cheeks with her thumbs.

Again you chuckled ''you know there's no trophies to be won right''.

Lucy grinned ''i feel even better from making you feel good''.

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About three hours had been spent talking trough ex-partners, previous experiences, preferences and after that it had headed towards a detailed evaluation of the things Lucy and you done and what both of your feelings were about it.

At one point you had admitted to like the more dominant Lucy the most, as you had told her you'd imagined her like that since the first time the two of you had slept together.

Lucy had said she liked the control, but that she also desired to love you and take her time.

That was when she admitted to hold back with you more then she'd ever done with other partners, as she was hesitant about hurting you.

You had said that with good communication the two of you could probably ease in to that more.

The whole time you had been sitting next to Lucy, with you legs swung over hers. Gentle touches had been shared throughout the night and the ocassional kiss had found place.

Now Lucy leaned over to you, giving you gentle kiss, this time on your lips, you answerd the kiss eagerly as the conversation topics of tonight had been very hot and steamy at some points.

As Lucy was still in her blouse and slacks, you had changed into a jumper and shorts earlier, you hadn't cared to put on a bra below it.

Lucy pulled you on her lap without breaking the kiss making you shift and you realised your underwear was ruined.

All the talking had had quite the effect on your body, as you were an visual thinker, and some of the things Lucy had said had sparked a heat in your body that you needed answered.

Your hands find their way to the buttons of Lucy's shirt and you unbutton them quickly.

When her blouse is hanging open, you break the kiss and slightly shift backwards starting to kiss Lucy's jaw to under her ear, back to her jaw and going to her neck, eventually trailing you way down her torso.

You nibble at the skin at her collarbone, kiss the part of her breast that isn't covered by her sports bra, and slowly work your way down to her abs. As you do so, you climb off her lap and gently sit down on the floor between her legs.

Lucy groans as she looks at you littering her body in kisses, you made eyecontact while rubbing your hands along her thighs, from her knees to her hips.

Her breath hitches in her throat.

You hands find the button of her pants and Lucy lifted her hips from the couch to give you space to pull her pants down as you had unzipped her fly.

Your head was burried between her legs now, first you had peppered her skin with more kisses and had taken your time until Lucy had whined for you to use your mouth on her.

Your hands find their way on Lucy thighs as you burried your head between her legs.

It didn't take long for Lucy to come undone and you had heared a little moan coming from her while her fingers were tangled in your hair, which had sadly prevented you from taking a look at her face while she came.

When Lucy's hand had freed itself from your hair and you had cleaned her with your tongue, you climbed back up, pushing yourself from the ground using her legs.

She looked hazy, you asked ''are you okay?''.

''Mhmm'' she said smiling ''you're good with your mouth''.

You giggled.

''You are!'' Lucy egged on.

You blushed and went in for a kiss ''y tú'' (hear who's talking) you whispered.

Before you could try and take place on her lap again she was standing too.

''let's get to the bed'' Lucy said as she nudged you gently ''i'll be right behind you''.

You went to your bedroom as you saw Lucy taking the toys she had gifted you. You thought she was probably going to clean them.

The thought of her going out of her way to a store like that to pick something up for you made you giddy.

A couple of moment had passed before Lucy came to join you in the bedroom, You hadn't known what to do with yourself so you had just plopped down on the bed, laying against the headboard.

She walked in carrying the toy, but already wearing the harness. She still wore her blouse. The visual of her wearing the harness combined with the sight of her abs on display, poorly covered by the unbuttoned shirt, was hot.

She grinned at you, raising one eyebrow, she asked ´´still dressed?''.

''Didn't know you told me to undress'' you said honestly.

''hmm, you need directions'' Lucy walked closer to you ''please undress for me pretty girl''.

You eagerly pulled your shirt of as you were shuffling of the bed to get your shorts off too.

''so beautiful'' Lucy cooed as she trew the dildo on the end of the bed and closed the remaining distance between the two of you.

''you also look very good'' you said with you hands on Lucy chest, slipping underneath the fabric of her shirt and slipping it of her shoulders ''do a spin for me?'' you asked Lucy.

The way you asked Lucy made her chuckle, but she did as you had asked her and turned her back to you.

Your eyes travelled down to inspect her ass, which as you had suspected, looked very good straped into the leather harness.

You ran your finger along one of the straps and couldn't resist giving a squeeze to one of her cheeks, before Lucy turned around again.

''like it?''.

''yeah'' you said blushing.

Lucy smiled as she gently cupped your face ''good'' she said before kissing you.

While kissing Lucy carefully walked you back against the bed laid you on it.

As the two of you were laying on the bed, she started grinding down on you with her leg ''i missed you'' she panted as she broke the kiss.

Chuckling you said ''you mean sex'' and your hand travelled to her neck, guiding her deeper into your neck as you looked up with closed eyes from the sensation when she sucked on a sensitive spot.

Lucy stopped and pressed herself a bit higher look at you ''no i missed you''.

''we have seen eachother yesterday'' you said rolling your eyes ''it's fine Luce, i missed our sex too''.

Lucy grunted ''i missed touching you then''.

''mkay'' you chuckled ''well better go on then''.

''no i need you to understand this is more then just sex for me'' Lucy said as she sad back on her knees.

You shot up to sit aswell ''Luce, i get what you meant, i missed being this close to you too'' you say as you rubbed her thighs.

Lucy smiled ''i love you''.

''i love you too'' you said as you leaned over to retrieve the dildo from the end of the bed ''now let's try this, hm?''.

Lucy nodded as she took it from you and skillfully attached it to the harness ´´little impatient?''.

Your cheeks flushed as you traced your hands along Lucy's body ''well we've had quite the build-up didn't we''.

''My pretty little impatient girl'' Lucy said as she took your hands from her and redirected them to behind her neck, scooting closer to you.

You pressed yourself against Lucy and while kissing, you tried to push her back on the bed and climb on top of her.

Lucy grinned in to the kiss and easily flipped you on your back.

You chuckled as she broke the kiss and started burrieing herself in your neck, licking, biting and sucking at your skin making you ticklish.

She stopped and pushed herself up from you, she grinned ''what''.

Your hands squeezed her biceps ''you tickled me'' you chuckle.

''Oh'' said Lucy nonchalantly ''you mean like this?'' and started ambushing the other side of your neck, making you squirm and laugh below her.

She stopped again and smiled at you.

You were still laughing as you leaned up and captured her lips for a kiss.

The kiss deepend as Lucy leaned forward and you wrapped your legs around her.

The kiss slowly became a rhythmic mix of movements and with every grind you felt her rubber dick against you. You were desperate for her to enter you.

“Please Luce,” you sighed longingly.

She sat up back on her knees and looked at you enamoured, caressing your chest ''what do you want baby?''.

''i want you'' you said while trying to strangle her with your legs again.

''mhmm'' Lucy hummed as she traced her fingers along your inner thighs. She held your ankles and gently guided your legs apart.

Your breath hitched in your throat as you anticipated for her to enter you.

But she didn't, instead, she climbed down the bed a bit and lowered herself inbetween your legs.

Your legs twitched as you felt her sniffle ''que carajo?'' (what the fuck?) ''Luce?''.

She looked up from between your legs "sorry, you smell so good" she said as she pressed soft kisses against your legs.

You pushed her jokingly against her head ''you're crazy'' you said semi weirded-out semi laughing about her weird compliment.

Lucy acted as if the push on her head forced her to your core, she licked along your lips and groaned ''hmm, and you taste so good too''.

You moved your hand a bit to have a better grip on her head and this time you did push her deeper against you. You groaned as she flattened her tongue against you.

She was working magic with her mouth but you needed more ''Luce'' you pleaded stroking her head.

Lucy looked up with a smug grin ''more?''.

You nodded ''y-yeah'' and she traced two fingers along your core.

Lucy slid her fingers inside and you moaned as she slowly started pumping in to you.

She watched you observingly as you dropped your head onto the pillow, focusing on the feeling of her thick fingers ''you still want more hm?''.

You arched from the bed at her words and a hoarse moan slipped from your troath as you tried to speak while losing Lucy's fingers.

Just when you wanted to protest you felt her lining herself up with your entrance.

You widened your legs eagerly for her and looked at her, Lucy was looking down as she shuffled a bit to position herself better.

She looked up and met your awaiting eyes. She leaned forward to kiss you again and you moaned into her mouth when you felt her rubbing the dick along your pussy.

She guided the head of her strap along you entrance and collected your wetness, spreading it along your centre, gently rubbing your clit.

When your eyes met with hers you nodded, you were desperate for her to slide in, you had never felt more ready.

You saw her looking down with a concentrated face as she slowly slid in, you closed your eyes as you concentrated on the slighty longer and slightly girthier dick that entered you.

When she was probably half-way in you felt her stop, you opened your eyes and saw her looking at you ''are you okay?'' she asked sweetly.

'''mhhm Luce, so good'' you say as you hands reach for her hips and your tried to pull her closer.

She smiled and leant down to kiss your neck as she let you guide her hips into you.

You helt her against you when she was completely inside you, wanting to get used to the feeling, you felt full, but you felt really good.

Lucy pushed herself up a bit to look you in the eyes as she slowly started thrusting, she pulled back a tiny bit before she bottomed all the way back in, she kept this on for a while until she pulled out again completely.

You whined at the loss, but she slid back in carefully before you could think about it any further. With the tip of the dildo she gently fucked you a few times before she jolted her cock all the way in again.

You moaned as she carefully built up her speed and grabbed your hips and pulled you closer to her.

The way she grinded against you while fucking you, with rythm and measured precision, made you see stars. Lucy reached down and started stimulating your clit as she kept her pace up and looked at you. The fullness of the new strap, the way it gritted alongst your walls and the way she looked on top of you, made you sure you wouldn't be able to last much longer.

The familiar feeling that Lucy had brought up in you many times now was back, it was building in your lower belly and if Lucy kept going like this it would soon unravel and the orgasm would travel through your entire body.

Your walls clenched around her as you moaned her name ''fuck, Luce'' ''i-'' ''almost''.

She slowly slowed her pace again ''want you to ride me'' she asked panting.

You nodded and she pulled out to lay besides you.

Damn, you thought, usually Lucy would sit up when you would ride her, but now she was laying down completely, her head wasn't even on a pillow.

You crawled on top of her and sat on top of her hips, feeling the strap between your legs.

As you stabilized yourself with your hands on her abs you grinded down on the rubber dick before reaching down and guiding it back inside after you sat up a bit.

Closing your eyes you slowly lowered yourself back on her cock and you groaned the moment it was completely inside again.

With two hands on her stomach you started riding Lucy, with a few struts you had found a position that stimulated your clit and angled the dick inside perfectly.

You opened your eyes as a sighed moan fell from your open mouth and you saw Lucy looking at you with lust, you felt that her hands had found their place back on your hips.

Keeping up your rhythm you took one of Lucy's hands and placed it on your breast, her other automatically followed suit and you balanced yourself on her stomach again with both hands, it was hot how you felt her abs under your hands, every now and then they twitched and you imagined the vibrator working really well for Lucy this way, with you now on top.

You were surprised when you saw Lucy close her eyes and heard a soft moan ''fuck, y/n, you're gonna make me cum'' she grunted as she rolled your nipples through her fingers.

Your head flung up at the sensation ''wait for me Luce, almost'' you panted as you grinded down harder on her.

''im so close''

''fuck''

With a few more strokes you felt Lucy's muscles spasm below you, but you kept up a few more seconds until your own orgasm washed over you.

A loud but breathless moan came from your mouth as you tumbled over the edge and slowly grinded out your high before getting of her fake cock and collapsing on Lucy.

Weakly smiling she pulled you closer against her as you rested your head on her chest.

You felt her heart beat freakishly fast and her breath was uneven, just like the way her chest rose and fell.

It took a moment for the both of you to recollect yourself, when Lucy had caught her breath again she gently caressed your hair ''that was amazing'' she chuckled ''i don't know what got over me, i've never come like that from doing that''.

You laughed as you looked up to her ''you came quicker then me''.

''i know, i was already on the edge when i was fucking you, but it seemed like you riding me was even worse''.

''worse?'' you chuckled

''i mean, i didn't want to come so quick'' Lucy chuckled back ''so i thought we would switch positions, but the sight of you'' she groaned ''fuck, when you took my hands'' ''and the way your hands were on my stomach''.

You trailed your fingers along her stomach ''hard not to''.

She laughed, making her belly shake beneath you ''well cherish them while they are still here, I am eating so many treats now, they will surely be gone soon''.

''nah'' you shook your head ''you run it off everyday''.

''there's only so many tiramisu you can run off in a day''.

''okay, well you do more then just running''.

''mhmm'' Lucy said ''i have a great cardio partner''.

''or boxing, or weights''.

Lucy hummed as she rolled the two of you over ''i have this really really great cardio partner''.

///

After the two of you had taken a bath together and Lucy had made the bed again, the two of you laid down back in bed, talking about the past days and the comming week.

''it's sad you have to leave so early tomorrow'' Lucy sighed.

''yeah but you have to train aswell'' you chuckled.

''true, but we would've had a few more hours'' Lucy pouted.

''well that's real life''

''i know'' Lucy said ''oh, by the way, you haven't been on insta have you?''.

''no why?'' you said as you turned around looking for your phone, but realised it was still in the kitchen or at the couch maybe.

''you haven't accepted me as a follower'' Lucy said pulling a sad face.

''we are following eachother on that one account right? or did you follow me with your real one'' you joke.

''yeah'' Lucy nodded ''and i posted something this afternoon''.

''now im curious'' you said getting up from the bed.

After a second of looking around you found your phone, it was on the kitchen island. You took it and went back to the bedroom while opening the app.

You weren't much of a social media person, you had an account for the caffee and your mom's bakery, but your personal account wasn't really active.

You saw the bakery and the caffee had been tagged in a post with a lot of likes but you would check that out later because you first wanted to see what Lucy had been on about.

You opened your own account and you accepted Lucy as a follower.

In the meantime you had reached the bed again and crawled back on it, to lay back on Lucy. You positioned yourself so that Lucy could watch with you.

You clicked on her account and saw she had posted a 'photo dump' today. You saw a photo of a glass of macha and a apple tart, with the caffee tagged. Then a picture of Narla at the fountain you had recommended, then a picture of your mom's kitchen with the tray of tiramisu, where she'd tagged you mom's bakery on her hand, then a picture of her training, a picture of some scenery and another few pics from that month.

The caption was ''Apple tarts and tiramisu 🤎☕🐾⚽''.

''Aw Lucee'' you said while turning towards her and dropping your turned of phone on the bed to burry your head in her neck.

You rubbed your nose against her ''are you sure about spoiling your coffee spot to the public?''.

''well i already did, so no going back'' Lucy chuckled ''i was just thinking that you would get a few more costumers probably''.

You smiled ''yeah probably, so nice of you to use your account to help my mom, my family''.

Lucy kissed your forehead ''yeah i thought maybe if the shop goes well, eventually your mom can hire more staff, right?''.

''how did you know she-

''you told me you quit teaching because you wanted to help her''.

''ahh'' you said as you remembered ''well yeah, but also because i like working at the shop, but yes, mainly because it's difficult and expensive to hire people''.

''well i shared mainly because your moms work has to be tasted by others, she's just amazing at anything doing with food'' Lucy said smiling.

You sensed there was more she wanted to say ''yeah go on?''.

''but if Elena could hire more people.. you would have more time to teach again...'' she placed a kiss on your head ''and you know, maybe for me a little bit'' she quietly added.

You grinned and poked her side ''awww do you feel like i'm to busy for you'' you mocked.

''hey'' Lucy yelped as she tried to hold your hands, but she failed as she was squirming and laughing ''stop.. stopp'' she said inbetween laughes as you were tickling her.

You put your hands up ''okay i'll stop, only because you have spoiled me so much today''.

''mhmm'' Lucy grinned ''what did you like best?''.

You chuckled ''you want me to say the present, but no, i loved that you went to my parents and made food with them'' you said as you gave her a kiss ''the tiramisu was sooo good''.

Lucy smiled ''good'' she said as she gave you another kiss ''next time i'll make it myself, so i hope it'll still taste like your moms then''.

''well, you can always make up with a present'' you whispered in her ear ''you have proved to be very good at gifts''.

You saw Lucy's grin was back on her face when you faced her.

''i'll be sure to remember that'' she said before kissing you again.

The next morning you quickly stilled your alarm and quietly got in the bathroom to freshen up before walking back to the closet in your room. You stood naked infront of the closet to pick out some clothes and underwear as you heard some shuffling in the bed behind you. You glanced over and saw Lucy was laying on the bed in a way that she had a perfect view of you standing infront of the closet.

''Hi beautiful'' she said in her low morning voice.

''goodmorning Luce'' you said ''sorry i tried to be quiet''.

''nu-uh'' Lucy shook her head ''you could wake me up like this anyday, at any moment''.

You rolled you eyes ''sure''.

Lucy sat up in the bed, putting your and her pillow behind her ''im so sure'' she cooed.

You grabbed some underwear and clothes and put them on before walking back to a pouting Lucy on the bed ''what?'' you said frowning at her.

''you were too quick, i missed it because i blinked'' Lucy said.

You chuckled ''maybe next time don't blink''.

''maybe next time more slow?'' Lucy said challenging you.

''when do i see you again?'' you asked as you sat down on the bed next to her.

''uhm, i have training but after that nothing so i can come back this afternoon if you'd like, i would like that'' she stated ''uhm, wednesday and thursday wil be quite busy and i'll be very late, but friday i'll be off quite early, like 1 o'clock, because saturday morning i have to travel and i'll be back home on monday''.

''so today and friday?'' you summarized.

Lucy looked back at you sadly ''yes unfortunately i have to fly to south Spain for a match this weekend''.

''You love playing football''

''yeah but i wish you could come with me''.

You chuckled ''smuggle me with you in a suitcase''.

Lucy laughed ''yeah i bet you'd fit too''.

''maybe another time?'' you suggest ''what are the coming matches?''.

''oh'' Lucy shot up ''at the end of October my brother and my mom are coming here, i almost forgot to tell you''.

''really? to watch a match or will they stay longer?''.

''they have autumn brake, so they'll stay like five days'' Lucy said, obviously happy, ''and i was thinking... but if you don't like it you should tell me''. she looked at you expectantly.

''yeah go on''.

''maybe i can stay at yours? and i can offer my place to them.. so they have less costs.. hm?'' she said carefully.

''yeah ofcourse'' you cheered ''would they all fit at yours?''.

Lucy thought about it ''my brother, his wife and my niece and nephew and then my mom and dad...'' ''well i have a room and a guest room.. so probably i have to get an airmattress for my nephew and they always bring a bed for my niece, because she has like this really little bed still, they set it up next to them''.

''sounds like a plan, i would say they were welcome here too, but i only have a couch to offer, because the office is so little i think there would just about fit one airmatress''.

''maybe if my nephew wants to sleep over one night?'' Lucy said cheerfully ''but i'll suggest that when they're here because we will have to see how comfortable he is first, if he's tired or something he needs his parents''.

''you love your family hmm?'' you smiled looking at her talking about her family.

''yeah'' Lucy said ''i wouldn't have been able to do all this without them''. ''i'm happy you like the plan, i'll call Jorge later to tell him''.

You smiled ''can't wait to meet them, but i've said that often haven't i''.

''yeah but it's fair, i mean, i just took the liberty to go meet yours myself, but you can't because they're very far'' Lucy chuckled.

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The Cat and Dog Game [Chapter 3]

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Comedy

Pairing: Yunho x Reader (y/n)

Characters: Chef!Reader, RestaurantOwner!Yunho, MaitreD!Hongjoong, Waiter!Yeosang, Waiter!San, Waiter!Mingi, SousChef!Seonghwa, SousChef!Wooyoung, PrepChef!Jongho

Summary: Yunho's dream was to open and run his own restaurant. But he doesn't know anything when it comes to cooking. Until you came along and accepted the job, bringing with you a small crew. How will the black cat tame the energetic golden retriever?

Word count: 3.4K

When you woke up, you saw Wooyoung in your kitchen, standing over the stove. Seonghwa was still asleep in your bed and you assumed Jongho was also passed out in the guest room where he shared a bed with Wooyoung.

"You're up early..." You yawned.

"Hi, love~ Good morning." Wooyoung smiled sweetly. He poured coffee into your mug and slid it over to you, as well as a small bottle of hangover cure.

"Thanks." You took a sip of coffee first before drinking the hangover cure. Then you shuffled over to him.

"What are you making?" You peered over his shoulder.

"Sopa de fideo, our usual hangover cure. I would have made avgolemono (Greek soup with lemon and chicken broth, thickened with eggs) but you're out of lemons." He said.

"Oh, I better remember to get some when I go to the shops again. And I'm always down for sopa." You smiled.

"Better add fideo pasta then. I just used the bag up." Wooyoung informed. You nodded with a hum and went to the fridge. You started to make a mixed fruit juice for Seonghwa, knowing he liked sweets to help him get over a hangover. He also didn't like bitter things and didn't like coffee.

"Hwa might only wake up later. After his drunk nagging and making fun of me, I only managed to get him to sleep at like 6 am." You clicked your tongue.

"He is so funny when he's drunk." Wooyoung snickered.

"If he's so funny, next time, you take him. The both of you were messes, Jongho and I wanted to just leave you both out here."

"Let's do that next time." Jongho spoke, letting out a loud yawn and stretching his arms over his head. He had an arm on his neck as he stretched out the stiff muscles.

"Jong, your hair." You laughed, reaching out to help him tame his messy bedhair.

"Wooyoung hyung kicked me in my ribs. I think I have a bruise." Jongho hissed, glaring at Wooyoung, who turned back to the stove and whistled innocently. You went to pour Jongho a big mug of coffee and get a small bottle of hangover cure.

"Alright, later, let's try to compile a list of produce suppliers we can contact for the restaurant. We'll probably have to use our own equipment until Yunho can get them in." You said.

"Yes. We'll definitely need our stand mixers." Jongho nodded.

"Ugh, those things are so heavy though. It's going to be a nightmare to transport them back and forth." Wooyoung whined.

"And at the same time, we can discuss a menu so we know what equipment we need." You added. When Wooyoung finished cooking, he portioned everything out.

"Pepper mill, please." You asked. Once Jongho finished garnishing his own bowl, he handed it over to you.

"Is Hwa hyung unconscious?" Jongho asked. Wooyoung snorted as he took a bite of food.

"I think so. He's too talkative when he drinks. I might have smothered him with my pillow in my intoxicated state." You shrugged. You said that with such a straight face that others who didn't know you might have thought you were serious. But Jongho and Wooyoung knew you long enough to know you were joking.

"Thanks for cooking, Woo. It was just what I needed." You said, starting to do the dishes. When Jongho was done, he came to help you dry the things and put them away.

"We'll have to wake Hwa soon." You yawned, laying over the couch.

"Ah, let him sleep more." Wooyoung grinned, coming over and laying his body on top of yours, making you grunt.

"Don't squish her, hyung." Jongho said, sitting on the armchair after refilling his coffee tumbler.

"Yah, Choi Jongho. I'm not that heavy." Wooyoung scolded and made no effort to remove himself from you. He even snuggled closer to you, letting out happy sounds.

"I'm so glad we're past the stage of you wanting to claw my eyes out." He giggled.

"Who says we're past the stage?" You mumbled.

"Okay, I'm going to take a warm shower. My brain is fogging." Jongho stood up and went to the room. You poked Wooyoung in his ticklish spots, making him yelp and yell until he got off you. You smiled victoriously and went to your room.

"Hwa!" You jumped onto the lump under the blanket like an evil cat. Seonghwa groaned at the impact, shifting under the blanket. You wriggled your body, squishing him.

"Darling, I'm not going to go deeper into the mattress." Seonghwa murmured, his voice muffled by the blanket.

"Wake up, Hwa. There's things to discuss."

"Well, I can't with you on me, can I?" He chuckled. You didn't even have a chance to get up before the door opened and a very loud Wooyoung barged in.

"Cuddle pile?! Where was my invite?!" He complained as he fell on top of you. You and Seonghwa winced.

"This isn't a cuddle pile! I'm trying to wake Hwa up." You squirmed.

"And not doing a very good job at it." Seonghwa said, reaching out from under the blanket to stroke your head while you shot him an offended look.

"We can just stay here all day." Wooyoung wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you in to hug you, burying his face into your back. As you laid between them, Seonghwa shifted slightly so you had space but was still hogging your duvet. He was wrapped in it like a comfortable burrito.

"You should eat something, Hwa. I made you mixed juice in the fridge since you don't drink coffee." You said.

"What's the food? Did you cook?" He asked, voice slurring ever so slightly, an indication that he was falling back asleep very soon.

"I made sopa. Miss (y/n) here needs to go to the shops soon, she didn't even have lemons in the fridge." Wooyoung replied. You reached behind and slapped his hip.

"Hmm..." Seonghwa hummed. His eyes were the only thing you could see peeking over the blanket and they were closed.

"Hwa's so tired." You whispered to Wooyoung. Seeing Seonghwa so tired, you didn't really have it in you to wake him up again, wanting to let him sleep.

"And hungover." Wooyoung added.

"Yet both of you were the ones who didn't want to stop drinking last night." You said softly, turning your head to see Wooyoung just press his lips into a thin line. He clearly didn't remember what happened last night, none of the boys do. Even Jongho.

When you turned around again after a while to see why Wooyoung was so quiet, you realised that he had fallen back asleep too. You carefully slipped out of his grasp.

"Where's everyone?" Jongho asked when he saw you emerge. He had a towel on his head, used to dry his hair.

"Sleeping in my bed." You sighed and sat down beside him.

"Want to go to the shops?" He suggested. That wouldn't be a bad idea. Jongho was objective and didn't get as distracted as Seonghwa and Wooyoung.

"Sure. Just let me go change." You stood up, heading into the room to get some clothes.

Yunho let out a tired sigh as he came out of his father's office. He spent the night drafting a contract between himself and your cooking team. Then the moment it hit morning, he drove to his father's law firm to have him look it over. Mr Jeong made some edits but nothing major before sending his son off.

'Where are you? Want to go get brunch with Yeosang and I? - San'

'I just came out of my father's office after letting him look over the contract I drew up last night... Sure, I'll eat then go home to sleep. Text me the address. - Yunho'

After receiving the location address, Yunho drove over to where San and Yeosang were.

"Hey, sorry for the wait." Yunho said to his friend as he approached their booth. They shook their heads, San sliding in for Yunho to sit.

"How did it go?" Yeosang asked.

"It's fine. My dad made some minor changes but nothing too major. It's just a 1 year contract anyway, which I know how to draft." Yunho shrugged, looking through the menu.

"I meant with the cooking team. Must have went well for you to draft a contract right away." Yeosang laughed.

"Oh! It went well. Hongjoong hyung's friend, Seonghwa sshi, he is like their manager or some sort. But the main chef is this girl, (y/n) sshi. She's really cool, you'll see what I mean when you meet her tomorrow." Yunho grinned.

"Do you already have a crush on her?" San raised an eyebrow.

"No! I don't. She's just cool... I want to be her friend. And the other two guys in the team are cool as well, they're all cool! Seonghwa sshi and Wooyoung sshi are sous chefs. Jongho is a prep chef."

"That's nice, Yunho ah. But can the 4 of them handle the workload or bakery items and dinner service?" San asked.

"Well, that seemed to be their concern too. But I think they worked out a schedule." Yunho shrugged.

"That's why there's a contract?" Yeosang clarified. Yunho nodded.

"Oh yes, I was going to text (y/n) to tell her the contract has been drawn so they can sign it before work tomorrow." Yunho took his phone out to text you with an excited smile.

"Wow, tomorrow is opening." San said in disbelief. After seeing Yunho work so hard for the restaurant, it was finally going to open.

"I know, it feels weird to say that it's opening tomorrow. I can't believe it, really. Time passes so fast with all the construction and sourcing of things to put the restaurant together." Yunho rubbed the back of his neck. Just thinking about it made his heart race with anticipation, all the fatigue melted away.

"Let's order. I'm starving, I need my protein." Yeosang said. The both of them were gym rats so their post gym meals were always large. Yunho, Hongjoong and Mingi were always too lazy to go.

After the waiter took their order, they continued their conversation. Yunho glanced at his phone when you replied.

'Thank you for preparing it in such a timely manner, Yunho sshi. What time should my team and I be in tomorrow? - (y/n) sshi'

'You're welcome! 😊 It was no big deal at all, actually. Part of the job. How long will you and the team need to start preparing the pastries for opening? 🤔 - Yunho sshi'

'Depends. We will need to source for ingredients since the fridges and cupboards are empty. - (y/n) sshi'

'Sorry about that 😞 - Yunho sshi'

'I didn't say that for you to apologise to me. It is understandable since you didn't have a kitchen crew until yesterday. If possible, can I drop by later today to bring some equipment and ingredients for storage to be used tomorrow morning? - (y/n) sshi'

'Of course! What time is good? - Yunho sshi'

'Say 4pm? - (y/n) sshi'

'That's perfect! I'll see you then! 😼 - Yunho sshi'

Yunho had been so busy talking to you that he didn't notice Yeosang and San stopping their conversation to stare at him. He had a dopey grin on his face.

"Earth to Yunho?" San waved his hand in front of the taller male's face, making Yunho blink and look up.

"Who are you talking to...?" Yeosang leaned on his hands.

"Oh, (y/n) sshi asked if she can drop off ingredients and equipment off later at the restaurant. So she doesn't have to bring them in with the team at 5am." Yunho informed.

Yunho didn't know why he looked forward to working with you. Maybe because you seemed so wise when it came to food. The last person who awe'd him with food knowledge was his own grandmother, the whole reason why he loves food and eating, and wanted to open his own restaurant.

"Here you go." The waiter came back with their food and drinks, giving out the plates.

"Thank you for the food." The boys chimed and dug in.

"I'll help you behind the coffee counter tomorrow, Yunho. We can barista together." San smiled. Out of the group, Yeosang and Hongjoong were the worst with handling food.

"Mingi's going to try and sneak into the kitchen to steal food." Yeosang chuckled.

"He does love bread and pastries." Yunho rationalised.

After that brunch, Yunho went home to catch up on some much needed sleep. He made sure to set an alarm, he didn't want to be late to meeting you.

Yunho was on time, but when he pulled up into the parking space beside the restaurant, he saw you waiting there, leaning against a van and fiddling with your phone. His eyes widened in panic as he rushed to remove his seat belt and got out.

"Sorry I'm late!" He ran over.

"You're not late. I was early." You raised an eyebrow, standing up and tucking your phone into your pocket. Compared to yesterday, you were dressed a lot more casually, in sweats and a hoodie.

"Are you on your own?" He tilted his head when he noticed there was no one else in the van. You gave a nod and a hum, tugging your hoodie down.

"I'll get a trolley from inside. Hold on." Yunho went into the restaurant and grabbed a trolley.

"Oh wow." He was stunned when you pulled open the van door, revealing all the ingredients and equipment inside.

"We should move the cold stuff in first. It's these." You pointed to the cartons butter, milk, cream and other things that needed to be in the refridgerator immediately.

"Sure." He picked up the cartons and stacked them onto the trolley, wheeling them in.

"Why don't you stock the fridge while I bring the rest in? I'll bring the produce first." Yunho suggested. You nodded and went into the walk in, which was already turned on and cold. You began to stack everything inside, making a mental note to get bins and labels to organise it better.

"(y/n) sshi?" Yunho called you and you stepped out to see that he really brought in all the produce on his own. You were impressed by his energy and strength.

"That's fast." You chuckled. His ears turned red at your words but he maintained his grin.

"What should I do next?" He asked, enthusiasm in his voice. You imagined if he had a tail, he would be wagging it.

"Well, let's organise these first then. Before bringing in the equipment." You told him. He nodded and helped you bring the vegetables in.

"Shall I put these here?" He asked. You gave a nod and he put the vegetables neatly. He hummed softly to himself as he worked.

*RINGGGGGG

"Excuse me." You left Yunho and stepped out to answer the phone. Since you just stood in the kitchen, Yunho could hear bits and pieces of your conversation.

"Hwa, you were sleeping so I went to the shops with Jongho... No, he is not with me now. He had to go to his parents' place... I'm at the restaurant with Yunho. I brought some produce and equipment for tomorrow..." You said.

"Well, I tried to wake you. You went back to sleep... I borrowed a van from my neighbour and brought everything over... Don't worry, I can manage. Yunho did most of the lifting." You sighed.

"Alright... Make the bed before you go, I don't like my sheets in a mess." You hummed and ended the call.

Yunho's eyes widened. Were you and Seonghwa in a relationship? Judging by how caring and protective Seonghwa was of you, he shouldn't be surprised.

"Apologies." You came back and Yunho shook his head, acting like he had been busy.

"That's done. I won't need the meats in the freezer since we are serving them tomorrow." You said.

"So we bring the equipment in?" He asked. You nodded and walked out with Yunho trailing behind you. The equipment wasn't much but you did bring yours and Jongho's stand mixers.

"These are heavy." Yunho grunted as you lifted them from the trolley and onto the counters.

"They need to not move when mixing." You replied. Other than that, you brought in some pots, pans, a sous vide machine, a vaccum sealer and smaller essentials like mixing bowls, cutting boards and other cooking utensils.

"Let me know how much these are. I'll pay you back." Yunho said as he unwrapped the new set of measuring cups while you sorted the cooking utensils.

"It's fine."

"(y/n) sshi, these are for use in here so please, let me pay you back for them." He begged with a small pout.

"Alright." You nodded. Yunho glanced at you as your organised the kitchen in a particular way. He guessed it was the way you and your team worked comfortably.

You didn't try to make conversation with him but you could feel his eyes on you. You just continued arranging what you needed.

"S-So what did you have in mind for the menu tomorrow?" He stuttered.

"For the bakery, looks like it'll be lemon poppy seed madeleines, strawberry basil tartlets and palmiers. For the cakes, we're thinking a cheesecake of some sort, yuzu drizzle loaf and red velvet." You listed out, having brainstormed with Jongho at the market earlier so you could buy ingredients.

"Oh wow. That all sounds so good." Yunho's jaw slackened slightly at your words.

"If there's time, we'll push more stuff out since we want to test to ovens and equipment." You explained.

"Then is there any prep stuff that you need to do now?" Yunho only knew that some dishes needed to be prepared early because his grandmother used to marinate meats and vegetables overnight.

"Are you able to assist with food prep?" You eyed him.

"I have not done it before but I can try!" He grinned excitedly.

"Never said you will be." You stated, going to get your apron. You grabbed a spare apron and handed it to him.

"Actually, I'll help you sanitise and wash the stuff first. I might not be much help." Yunho rubbed the back of his neck when he saw you take your wrap of kitchen tools out, including your knife.

"We haven't even started yet..." You scoffed.

"Yeah but I feel like I might be in your way. When I was granted my food license, the intructor told me he hopes I'm not actually going to put my food license to use... I'm better washing dishes than actually cooking..." He said in embarrassment, his ears turning red. But you noticed the small pout on his face.

"Just try. If you can't, you can't." You turned to the counter space to continue setting up. Yunho smiled softly, grateful for your indirect way of encouragement?

"Okay, so we'll start with a blackberry apple tuile. We can leave it in the dehydrator overnight." You said.

"I'll get the cutting boards washed." Yunho said while you went into the walk in to get the ingredients that you would need.

You laid out the ingredients and used the sink on the other side to wash the fruit that you would be using. When they were done, you stood next to Yunho and started working on the apples.

"Umm..." Yunho didn't move. He didn't know what to do. For a moment, you forgot he was new to this.

"Sorry. Here. Use this." You handed him one of your spare utility knives.

"Hold the knife like this and slice the blackberries in half like this." You demonstrated. Yunho nodded and began doing the task. You watched him for a bit, worried that he might cut himself since he seemed a little wobbly.

"Like this...?" He winced, not that he cut himself. He was worried that he was doing a bad job. But you really can't do a bad job at cutting berries in half.

"That's fine." You prepared lemon water in a bowl. Then you took your pairing knife and began to peel the green apples that would be used.

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hi i have been Cooking lancer fic

Once again, we meet Union Auxiliary Pilot, (28th Voidcombat Division, Mercenary Wing Bravo,) ["Kingfishers",] Callsign- VI The Lovers. We meet Miss Allison Wax (she/her) [Her Body, a borrowed face]

And her Loverboy (he/him) [Stone Butch Death Machine]

(both art gotten from @skycrimedraws who NAILS IT EVERY TIME BABY)

"Hey boss man," The words fell out of her lips, halfway through (the next words were a question) when her CO interrupts with "I told you not to call me that." She stops. (She doesn't flinch, its not flinching.) [She kind of just needs to run through some maybes.] For just that moment, there's no one in the body in front of the CO. And then she starts again, words coming back out. "Alright, alright. CO, what's the job you got lined up for me and my Loverboy?" The CO gestured to the spare chair with a file, and Allison picked her way across the floor. (She walked on the tips of her toes, even in the sneakers.) [She walked with a gait to big for her body, like her legs were blades.] {She's En Pointe} She pulled out the chair and sat, crossing a leg across her lap and looking at the CO through her bangs. "The next mission shouldn't be for a while yet, Miss Wax." The CO's voice was always even, collected. That's why they were the CO. That's why they wore Union Grays and Allison wore what she always did. (Just put clothes on Her body) [What kind of clothes did She wear before Allison?] A thought dismissed with the disappointment of nearlight engines. "Really now, CO? How long are you gonna keep me up? More time in medbay?" The CO shakes their head, opening files, going through them. The work seems endless, running a Merc Lance. (But what's Alllison gotta worry about work?) [Gets to wound up, being in a ship conapt too long without her Loverboy.]

"So is it more time with the headmeds?" The CO looks up from the papers and gives that kind of pained smile as Allison snatches a file off the table to read. (One of the ones with the Mission Seal on it.) [Can't read Unionite Legalese for shit.] "No, Miss Wax, you're scheduled for wind-down, but you don't need to go see one of the after-action therapists- unless you feel the need of course." So she started paging through the mission file, going over the after action reports compiled from her Loverboy (From his eye, from his soul.) [The stars are beautiful at 2,000 kmph.] "So there's really no jobs, CO? Not even basic patrols? I get bored when I'm stuck down too long." The CO holds out their hand, and she returns the file. (She likes to feel like she earns her keep.) [That's just polite, for all the things Union offers.] "Miss Wax," the CO begins "I understand that talented pilots get odd without flight." That's the thing about Grays- they're willing to work with you more than they aren't. (Its not that Allison thought they were pushovers.) [Just the most reasonable kind of people, mostly.] I can organize testflights for you, if you see that there isn't more work for the technicians." There's what she wants to hear (But not quite).

"Work's good for me, CO. You wouldn't let a butterfly starve in a jar, would you?" The CO folds the file closed. (Her file.) [The one that says "Obvious signs of long-term Chronos exposure."] Doctors let you read files out this way. Its nice to know they care, at least. CO gives their answer. "Miss Wax, war's a failure and you're a contingency. Glory only comes with time. Take your mech out, call it a patrol if that helps, but my job is to make sure the mercenaries stay healthy and stay flying." There's more, Allison knows there's more, and she stops a moment. For that split second, she's not in Her body. Allison is watching Her sit there, in the chair, in Allison's clothes, across from the CO. (The look on their face is kind of worried.) [People still caught in their meat don't like being reminded of it's hold on them.] Allison picks a maybe, a series of words that seem right, and then the moment is over, and she's back in Her body. "So where are we headed, CO? You can at least let me prepare for the future."

"We're headed to Dawnline, Miss Wax. There'll be work aplenty for you in the Long Rim and beyond."

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The cavalry technician looked up at the frame he was gonna work on. It was a custom job, one of the Lancers that the Aux had brought onboard when coming out of the Range. Long haul ships for Union do that sometimes, guard presence in exchange for amnesty and escape. Good people get trapped places. He just wasn't sure whoever flew this thing was the best kinda people. "Beautiful damn monster you are." The mechtech murmured under his breath, looking through a sheaf of printouts. Specs for the machine in front of him, an IPS-N Frame the pilot apparently fit together herself. He didn't, really trust the speed listed under its maximum output. That kind of speed would make someone grayout (The speed at which the blood of a human body begins to pool in the limbs, causing the pilot to lose consciousness). Redout even. [The point of g-force at which the brain is starved of blood, and dies.]

He looked up again at the machine and saw it was staring back at him, great singular eye tracking along its axis, to cast its baleful red upon him. He noted it, and looked back to his notes. Looking for if this thing had a casket it in, a C/C programmed to play tricks. The normal shit pilots pull on their technicians. He came up around the great black thing in its bay, and stared it in the eye from the gantry. It stared back, body making the clittering hiss of a mech at rest. (Mechanized Cavalry frames that are in regular usage are rarely quite things.) Coolant pumped through the entire frame, keeping the coldcore under wraps until it really needed to go. Fusion engines, power-reroutes designed along the Albatross style… where the verniers and thrusters aren't shaped for an RPV. (Remote Pilot Vehicles aren't uncommonly retrofitted for pilot use, he notes under his breath) [Under that red eye.] He eyes them again, as the giant thing keeps staring. There isn't any record of a computer smart enough to do anything of worth on this machine.

It was strictly Turning-Compliant, according to the CO's paperwork. That left the damages to repair. Bits of slagged armor along the leg-blades and shoulder plating. Nothing a few hours work with the rigs wouldn't fix. The mechtech flicked a few switches and brought the frame up to the light, to the arms that pulled and printed in smooth motions as his fingers danced across the keys. It was slower going than he thought. And the mech was making a noise. It was keening, a clatter-chatter at once both rumbling low and piercingly high. Something was wrong with the feedback from the mech-harness, reporting simple and blunt legionspace attacks. Best the cavalry technician could manage was to remove the offending plates before the assembly limbs gave up and stalled. That's when a hand touched his shoulder, and a voice rang in his ear. "My Loverboy doesn't know you, mechtech, but I do. Gimmie a minute to settle him down and you can get back to work."

The girl walks past him then, almost teeter-tottering as she glides across the floor on the tips of her shoes. She moves her legs wrong, picking her way as much as stepping. The cavalry tech looks at the mech's legs and puts together the kind of pilot he's dealing with. The kind that have gone in a direction past human, hunting for something else. (He'd never really known someone in full body prosthesis) [Was rare, in his neck of the galaxy.] She moves like her mech even as she steps off the gantry and onto its chest, placing hands against the grinning skull. Ever since she came in, the eye's been locked onto her alone. He worries and wonders what kind of monster he's got to work on now.

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He screams for her, against the void, he tears away from the cling-gravity of the UNS-CV Paris (Like the commune, she offers) [Like lights, the therapist offers back.] But the past doesn't matter when the future is laid out in the bleeding world of 2000 kmph. She was safe from everything, safe from Gravity itself as she lay coiled in her Loverboy's guts, aching through Chronos haze and picking his flight path for him as a beautiful dance. She wanted him to run through his paces, and he was eager to please. To show her what he could do. How he was built for her. Like a butterfly flitting across a windless sky, like a shark dancing through a school of fish- Loverboy puts on a show for his girl.

She's spinning him a dance, putting the engine to its test. Her Loverboy screams for his girl as he dances, frame keening against the speed and void. (Allison watches Her legs twist against the seat.) [That's how she knew the engine was art] {State-of-the-art affection} She doesn't like to think about home. Not home anymore, and not worth thinking about. More Gravity shorn free from her under the speed. So what's it worth if its pulled away so easily? Home wasn't ever home, no matter how much anyone told Allison it was. What's where you're born compared to where you'll be? (What's the flesh you were born in but another place to be trapped in?) Allison feels her brain reel as Loverboy spins in a piroutte ascending. It doesn't spin in place, but it recognizes the forces working upon it as her Loverboy pulls into a rise. (The snap from horizontal to vertical would snap necks.) [But when you don't have Gravity, moving is easier.]

Verniers howl with force as Allison considers Her. (And the changes Allison had made to Her.) [Would She mind? Would She understand?] There are protective tendons, built from the same kind of whipcord steel that run through Loverboy. There are stabilization systems built into her braincase, that absorb and disperse the shock of sudden shifts of g-force. There's a dozen, a hundred little aftermarket touches to Her body that Allison has made. (But is it really that bad, when the body is aftermarket?) [When the body wasn't built for you.] Allison still watches Her, curled as Allison left Her. (Back curved gentle. Arms on knees, resting eyes against forearm.) [The clunky implants hooking Her to Loverboy peek their tubes from beneath Her shirt] She was still perfect. Still beautiful. Everything Allison had wanted to be back then. There She was, with Allison's brain in Her body, Allison's Loverboy hooked through feeds to Her back.

Allison reached in the stopped little flaring moments between directing Loverboy through his dance. They were all the same moment. Allison reached out, and cradled Her face, and said Her name. Something Allison couldn't ever know. (How was she supposed find Her? Long way from Ketherese.) [From everything from that life.] Everything but her Loverboy. He counts the micromovements of her eyes. His own whirrs and focuses, keening as the scopes hone in on a target and his body twists with his girl's desire. He counts the times she stops existing as a presence registered at the controls. He rolls over and considers in his clicking thoughts the ways he loves her. His adoration burns in him as retros flare and he lands blades first, touching against an asteroid with the grace of a butterfly upon a blossom. His thoughts turn and his computers chitter and churn. His whitewash tanks purge into rawmat resivors and a new batch is rapidly encoded, new chains of acids and code written by mute-drive, a silent organ buried deep in his frame, coiled round and through his girl.

The Hyperkinesis Module develops a novel admixture of nanites and adrenaline and feeds through the connection to Allison, filling her endocrine system with a soothing electricity synchronized to readouts and full reports of engine efficiencies, micrometeor grazes, and heat venting. (His body hisses for her, waste gas for heat disperial in null atmosphere environments) [He bares his heart to her, reactor dropping as he stretches against the asteroid.] Allison leans forward, the Chronos uptake stretching from her back and into the cockpit's back wall. (Little tubes running up to her spine and kidneys) [One of the other aftermarket touches to Her body.] Allison's face reaches through the holoscreen outputs of Loverboy's eye. She kisses the armored outer hull of her cockpit. (She stands to her toes.) And her Loverboy gently touches off the asteroid, into the void, gently floating in the empty place beyond Gravity.

Allison lowers her oxygen uptake, and rides the Chronos her Loverboy made for her. (She dreams like an editor.) [Looking at scenes and picking them.] A wash along the nervous system, stuttering climbing up her spinal column and into the brainstem. She dreams of Ketherese, and what was left behind. Consider the Gravity that's been shed. (In the embrace of her Loverboy.) [Memories are the only thing you can't shed.] Her grandfather's dirt is far from everything she'll ever see again. No one will see the frontiers she sees. (Allison will see things even She'll never see.) [Or maybe they'll see the same stars some day.] {Face-to-borrowed-face.}

No one she had ever known would see what she sees, know what she knows. (She'd shed them, like her old body.) [Like Gravity.]

#lancer oc #lancer rpg #lancer #Allison & Loverboy #they! are! deeply! in! Love!#also allison talks like a freak when she isn't in her own head #kinda love that for her #spacenoids man they're weird

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