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[tranceindia123]

The art of the comforter which is cozy pieces for every season

Humans and sleep have a very intimate relationship. Everybody longs for that haven of solace and renewal when anxieties vanish and dreams come true. At Trance Home Linen, we think that a beautifully selected comforter and a sumptuous bed are the keys to unlocking this nighttime routine. In contrast to bedspreads, which are mostly used for decoration, comforters, and quilts provide a layer of luxurious luxury beyond simple warmth. They take on the role of an extension of the self, a luxurious cocoon that whispers promises of sound sleep. Mother Nature's seasonal symphony requires our haven of slumber to adjust accordingly. At Trance Home Linen, we provide a carefully chosen assortment of quilts and comforters that are made to complement the seasonal weather changes. Comforters are perfect for people who long for a sense of security and coziness because of their filled construction, which offers significant warmth and weight. Without putting you at risk of overheating, this emits a gentle warmth, like the cotton casing premium double comforter (aangan blue white & 100% cotton). They are thicker and heavier than blankets, which makes them perfect for colder areas. They are frequently stuffed with down or synthetic materials.

[likejaeyun]

dates with enhypen.

♡ 엔하이픈 hyung line x fem reader syp. › dates with enhypen ! ♡ WC 1.1k (lowercase intended) G. est relationship, fluff C/TW kissing, cursing not proofread ! 〰️ ✉️ ( EMI'S LIBRARY )

LEE HEESEUNG : picnic in the park

— the late afternoon sun splashes over half the plaid picnic blanket, the other half of the material immersed in the cool shade of a willow tree. taking a bite out of a ripe strawberry from the plate sitting on your lap, you enjoy the soft breeze blowing through your hair. your eyes close as you sit there and savor the warm sunshine on your face as you tilt your head up, filtered through the tree leaves. the distant sound of children’s shrieks and laughter echoes from the main part of the park, a continuous background noise compared to the deserted area you decided to have a picnic in, far from all the bustle. opening your eyes again, you rearrange the platters of food scattered around the picnic blanket. right underneath your gaze, two cups of pink fruit punch sit on the mini cooler, the only sign of company with you on this warm sunny day. you spend a few more moments bathing yourself in the calm aura of the environment when a voice drags you from the haze - “y/n!” it’s heeseung, your boyfriend. a distance away, he walks towards you from behind. the sunshine hits down on his face at the right angles, as bright as his smile. he looks like a dream, submerged in an ethereal ambience that you can’t take your gaze off of. “look what i have for you,” he says with a small giggle when he’s walked close enough to you. as you look up at him, he holds out a bunch of small daisies, hand-picked from the looks of it. “they’re beautiful, heeseung,” you can barely contain the grin from your face as you sit him down beside you on the blanket and plant a kiss of his cheek.

other members under the cut !

PARK JONGSEONG : home sweet home

— "i'm home!" you call as you shut the door of the apartment behind you. you looked around the space, but the hallway was dark and silence stared back at you. “jay?” you call again as you slip off your jacket and walk into the living room. “in here,” your boyfriend’s familiar voice sounds from the doorway to the dining table and kitchen. there’s a strange catch of excitement in it, a fair amount of contrast from his usual calm demeanor. “why are you—” you start to walk into the doorway, but you’re greeted by a sight of candles... candles, and lots of them. they’re set all around the room, the only source of illumination in the room. a lace tablecloth covers the dining table with dishes of food placed around one big candle in the midst of it all. tears spring to your eyes as your gaze lands on jay standing next to the table, a small but proud smile on his face and a bouquet of roses in his arms. “what is this?” even though your voice breaks and tears threaten to spill over your eyes, a smile appears on your face. “it’s for you,” jay replies as he walks over to you and hands you the bouquet. “really? all this for me?” the tears finally slip down, around your smile so big that jay can’t help but grin too when he sees it. “why are you crying?” jay laughs as he wipes your tears with his fingers. sniffing, you don’t respond and look up at his face, the scrunch between his eyes when he has a grin on. he pulls you towards him with a chuckle, and you stumble into his arms in an embrace.

SIM JAEYUN: amusement park

— "jake, c'mon!" you pulled on your boyfriend's wrist towards the line leading up to the ferris wheel ride. the amusement park was bustling with people, even when the sun was about to set. the bottom of the sun just barely touched the top of the distant horizon, the sky on the verge of turning a orange and pink hue. as you ran towards the back of the long line for the ferris wheel, jake trailed behind you, cotton candy in hand. looking up at the towering wheel, excitement bubbled up in you again. this was the ferris wheel that had went viral online and had been on your bucket list all summer. you'd begged jake to come here with you for a good two weeks before he'd finally agreed. and to be honest, you didn't think he disliked this in any way. as the two of you inched towards the front of the line, he wore a puppy grin on his face as he looked around as excitedly as you were when you pulled him towards the ferris wheel. soon, it was your turn to get on the ride. you scrambled into the ferris wheel cabin with jake just after you. a smile automatically appeared on your face as you slid onto the booth-like seat that extended all around the small space. jake seemed to be equally happy, all the energy seeping out of him as his legs bounced excitedly and the shit-eating grin still there. the cabin slowly moved towards the top, and the timing was perfect - the sky was a beautiful shade of pink, with tinges of orange red. the clouds were outlined with golden. "the sunset's beautiful," you murmured, mesmerized by the view. "it is," jake said as the cabin shifted towards the topmost spot on the wheel. "just like you," he added. you giggled and turned to him. "just like you too," you said before you took hold of his collar and kissed him.

PARK SUNGHOON: the movies

— the large tv screen flickers with every cutting scene, the only light in the dark living room other than the less-than-dim lamp. you and sunghoon are bunched up in blankets on his spacious couch, pillows scattered around and empty bowl of popcorn set on the table. your eyes are only half-trained on the tv - literally. you struggle not to fall asleep there, in your boyfriend's arms, as the movie plays in the background. sunghoon seems to be focused, though; you know it's one of his favorite movies, a cheesy romance one with a cliché trope and a figure skater lead that you know has made him cry at some point at least once. not that you could be talking - you'd watched it long ago, when sunghoon first told you it was his favorite movie, and cried more than once because of it. with a sigh, you shift your figure and bury your face into the crook of sunghoon's neck, sighing. "this movie is actually so good, i could watch it for a million times and not get bored.." he rambled on. "hey, do you want to go anywhere tomorrow? we could go to that restaurant you've been wanting to go to? y/n..?" he whispered as silence hung in the air. looking down, he almost chuckled at the sight of you fast asleep in his arms, the tiniest furrow between your eyebrows. "i'll take that as a yes, pretty girl," he murmured with a smile he pecked your nose.

a/n: i apologize for any grammar mistakes, this was written n posted in a bit of a rush since i have quite a lot of assignments to complete atm (T-T).. hope you enjoy though !! maknae line coming soon <3

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[mangyraccooon]

Thoughts about Modern day Dragon him being a late diagnosed autistic

Dragon would be one of those people who knew they were different from a young age but never could figure it out because either parents (who didn’t want a ‘different’ child) or becoming so high masking that it was very difficult to tell. (Probably a mix of both)

When Dragon is 40ish he takes luffy to the doctor for a routine checkup.

The doctor tells him his son is most likely autistic.

She also tells him it’s an inherited trait

Dragons reaction is “ah.”

He never thought luffy was different. That wasn’t true he understood luffy was different but it wasn’t a bad thing in his eyes.

Unknowingly at 7 years old dragon put on a mask. It starts to crack 33 years later in a doctor’s office.

The doctor gives him some pamphlets and online resources to go through. He spends the next 24 hours going through it all + several online quizzes.

Only the next morning when he opens his closet fully prepared to go into work: when he sees all his shirts and suit jackets. That he realizes he has no idea who the fuck he is as a person.

Luffy finds him crying in a mess of ripped silks and cotton.

Luffy crawls into his lap and starts telling him about a new beetle species found in South America.

Dragon calls them both in sick and lets his son decide the schedule for the day.

Later that night he goes through old boxes in the attic. Trying to find who the fuck he is- was- could’ve been.

He finds a couple old albums, his guitar, luffys baby blanket and…

Crying is natural and normal, he has to tell himself. You are not weak for crying twice in one day.

The ring is old, it was his mother’s. It had been left with his secretary along with luffy asleep in his bassinet.

“Sometimes I feel like you just put on this face and I don’t even know which one is the real you; or if there is a real you”

He would never know how right he had been.

Dragon quits his job; he can’t stand it anymore. The partners beg him to stay, he’s the best lawyer they have. But the feeling of a suit collar now feels like a noose.

Borsalino is the only one who still contacts him after.

Dragon has money; so much money. Other than luffy and silk shirts that didn’t scrape his skin there was very little dragon spent money on.

So he glides, spends more time with luffy. Falls into a depressive episode so bad he has to stay with his mother. Tsuru purses her lips when he tells her and dragon can’t help but feel a little angry.

“You knew.”

“I suspected.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“You seemed to be fine.”

But dragon hadn’t been fine, he had been miserable. It was only now he could see how miserable he had been.

He cooks with his step mother who teaches him how to make a puff pastry. Luffy meets a boy down the street who also loves bugs. Life goes on.

Luffy gets a assessment and official diagnosis

The adhd part wasn’t that surprising to Dragon or anyone within 5 seconds of meeting luffy. his son is (affectionately) a human bounce ball.

Dragon gets an official diagnosis and sends a photo of him posing with it to borsalino. Borsalino sends a photo of himself and an online quiz. And dragon understands not everyone needs the word of a doctor to know who they are.

Garp barges into his life and demands he “stop being a freeloader and get a job.” Before flopping on the couch and doing just that.

Dragon gets the drag bar gig out of spite. Iva is the best worst thing that has ever happened to him. After finding out he knew guitar the queen needled him until he started practicing again out of spite (once again he had to stop using that as motivation)

The guitar strings cut at his fingertips.

Garp sets him up on a blind date, which ends with both him and rouge laughing themselves silly. Apparently garp had taken dragons “I like dick” comment to mean anyone who was in possession of a penis (even if it was silicone.)

He turns 42 and has to valiantly fend off Luffy, Ace and Rouge from eating his rack of ribs.

Iva gets him up on stage eventually (he was fine behind the bar)

He did like the eyeliner though and how his shoulders looked in the dress (but that was a thought for another day)

The band thing was a joke (or started as one) rouge sang, dragon played bass, iva played electric and kuma drummed his heart out.

Then it became less of a joke.

It was late, the porch was empty and the moon twinkled. Dragon cradled the phone in his hands. They had gotten a record deal.

He punched in the number slowly.

He was 45 now, he could do this.

The phone rang as he held it up to his ear.

His palms were sweaty.

Voicemail

“I uh-“ what was he supposed to say? “Hi, it’s been awhile. A long time actually- fuck I think I could tell you the exact date if I wasn’t drunk. But- you probably dont want to hear that huh?” He laughed, his breath coming out in a small cloud in the autumn air.

“So a lot happened, since you left. And I don’t blame you for leaving- just so we are clear. Yeah uhmm. So the band. I’m part of a band now surprise! We got a record deal and it made me realize I still- well that is, when I was told. I realized, your the only one I wanted to tell”

“And not in a bragging way!” He added hastily

A beeping noise, indicating the end of the message

“Wani I-“

But the message ended

-should I make this into an actual thing? Lemme know

[coqxettee]

Coquette night routine:

My current Spring night routine: 🌸🍵🌙

Once I get in from being out for the day/doing work I usually get changed into some comfy clothes, and light a candle for a relaxing evening ahead. The sky is still so light outside, (I can’t wait for summer) so I have a lovely evening ahead of me ♡

I tidy my room and make sure everything is clean and put away. I usually open my bedroom window too, to air it (if I haven’t done so already in the day) and to get some of the Spring fresh air before I settle down for the evening. I spray my room with a floral room spritz too ♡

I usually read or journal on my bed until I’m called for dinner. I love reading fairytales in late spring and anything light-hearted/romantic ♡

For dinner I have been having light meals. We’re coming up to summer and the weather has been rather warm recently so something light is perfect. Either soup or salad, and usually before or after dinner I have some cold fruit too ♡

Once I’ve eaten I will watch a comfort film. The Harry Potter series has been added to my countries Netflix recently so I have been watching them every evening. Sometimes I have a light, sweet snack whilst watching too. But I never eat more than 3 hours before bed usually ♡

I make some hot lemon tea and go back into my room to watch a comfort episode of something. I love the Beatrix Potter/Peter rabbit episodes you can watch online for free. They are so comforting, beautiful and radiate such coquette, cottagecore vibes. Perfect for this time of year ♡

Usually I play a wind-down video game. Either Animal crossing or Minecraft. I associate both of these games with Spring because they are light-hearted and allow me to be creative of an evening ♡

Once I’ve let my food digest for a couple of hours or so, I get my yoga mat out and begin stretching for the evening. I try and do Pilates/yoga or a K-pop dance routine everyday and a stretching routine. (Apart from setting my alarm) I also don’t go on my phone from this point onwards, so there are no screens/blue lights before bed ♡

Shower time. I usually shower quite late before bed and every morning too. I just like the way it makes me feel more fresh but obviously not everyone likes doing this so don’t feel you have to! I use my marshmallow shower gel, coconut body cream or my cherry-blossom body cream too. I love washing the day off ♡

Then I take off my days makeup and do my skincare whilst usually watching Vogue beauty secrets. It’s such a comforting thing to watch when your taking off/putting on your makeup. I also spray myself with a lavender body mist to help me sleep, and of course I brush my teeth ♡

I then get changed into a nightgown or some cotton/airy pyjamas. I don’t like to wear anything too constricting in Spring, which is why I love vintage nightwear. Or I wear my Brandy Melville, heart lace pyjamas ♡

I brush my hair through thoroughly whilst listening to classical music, and tie it up either with a ribbon or hair tie so it doesn’t mess up when I sleep ♡

I pick out my outfit for the next day the night before and lay it out on my vanity so I know what I’m wearing the following morning ♡

I turn my electric blanket on if it is a little chilly that night and say goodnight to my parents. I switch my fairy lights on and get into bed ♡

I either listen to relaxing “Lana Del Rey” songs or nursery rhymes ♡

I usually journal about my day to reflect on everything that has happened and I write my to-do list for the following day ♡

I read every night for half an hour or more. Usually it’s a fairytale so my head is filled with magic before I sleep ♡

Before I sleep I play rain music or rainforest sounds, or I choose a subliminal to listen to overnight from my library, and I spray my pillow with “Lavender pillow mist” or I use a sleep oil to help me get to sleep ♡

If I haven’t done it already, I set my alarm for 7AM, to ensure I have a productive morning the next morning. I make sure to get at least 8-10 hours of sleep. I love waking up early and listening to the bird song, especially now since the Sunrise is at 4am ♡

I count sheep & swans and like to imagine fantasy lands in my head before I sleep, and hope to be transported there in my dreams, before I finally drift off to the land of Z z z ♡

[nerves-nebula]

betcha thought u saw the last of me huh

been in a major writing slump for the past year, and now and conquering my writing slumo to hopefully get over all of my other ones so here u go this is inspired by a post a long time ago that i can’t find ab everyone falling back into old habits at the farm house and i can’t remember if it was april or casey who set them into shape but i needed an excuse to make it faggy

the farmhouse itself was nothing like the sewers. warm wooden walls, sunlit windows, and soft carpet were a very dramatic change from the damp, cold walls of the sewer, made colder by the presences within them.

 

it was a change, for sure, but raph couldn’t help but think it was a welcome one.

 

everyone could tell something had changed between them, between everyone. eggshells littered the floorboards during short, awkward conversations, before the occupants retreated back to their designated spaces.

 

some things lingered, though. what is it that people say—it takes twenty one days to form a habit? well, raph has been doing this for nineteen years, so beat that. he’s spent almost two decades walking on autopilot, not thinking twice about anything until it became a threat, picking up after everyone, cooking, cleaning. the list carried on.

 

and for the better part of two decades, his siblings had accepted that. some smart people online can say whatever they want, but a few weeks in the farmhouse can’t undo years of habit. but it was fine. it was fine if he spent a good few hours of his day cleaning up mikey’s paint. it was fine if donnie’s gadgets were scattered across the table. it was fine if leo left dishes in the sink from a meal he couldn’t be bothered to share.

 

it was fine.

 

raph was fine.

 

his brain woke him up early. it always did. he had to make breakfast and clean up the mess everyone probably made after he turned in for the night, and donnie probably hasn’t showered in awhile, so he needs to get on that and-

 

“you’re thinking too loud.” a voice grumbled from below him. that was odd. casey was never up this early. that was new. “quit it.”

 

“…sorry.” raph muttered, lifting his head from casey’s chest. that was relatively new too. he saw the way mikey looked at them, like he knew something they didn’t. he and casey were old friends, even if the bed thing was new. “i didn’t know you were up.”

 

“oh, im up alright. i’m up to make sure that you aren’t.”

 

…

 

“huh?” he asked, his eyes narrowing in confusion as he glanced up at casey’s face. his hair was tousled with sleep, leaving his eyes actually visible in the soft light of dawn. the warm sun hit the brown irises perfectly, casting them in honey.

 

“you heard me.” casey yawned, tossing a tan arm over his eyes. the long, thick strands of his uncut hair splayed across the pillow in tendrils. slithering out across the cotton to root their host into the mattress. “you’re sleeping in.”

 

…

 

that’s new too.

 

his mind screamed in protest. he didn’t do well with change; he never had. that was his routine—his new one. he woke up early, made breakfast, ate as much as his body would allow him, and then some, and then cleaned. leo would wake up next, take his fill, not clean his plate, and fuck off to god knows where. then mikey would emerge, and then donnie. april came down a few hours later, and then finally casey would wake up. it was never like this; he was never last.

 

some part of him, deep inside his psyche, begged for a break. sleeping in would be nice. he couldn’t think of a place he’d rather be than right here—casey’s arm wrapped around his shoulder, holding his head against the soft flesh of his stomach while absolutely shrouded in blankets. he hadn’t been this comfortable in years.

 

he was wasting time. dad never liked waiting for breakfast.

 

dad wasn’t here, and frankly, he could go fuck himself.

 

it took twenty-one days to form a habit. how long does it take to break one?

 

without a word, raph settled back into casey’s body and closed his eyes.

 

—:—

 

the next time he woke up, casey was still under him. the sun was higher in the sky, now painting the walls in golden rays as opposed to the vibrant pinks and blues of dawn. his friend's hand ran across the ridges of his shell, rendering him practically immobile. his limbs were loose with contentment, and his vision was hazy as he flicked his eyes around the room.

 

“mornin’. again.” casey grinned down at him, that gap-toothed smile wide, and pleased with his own poor joke. his fingers never stopped their soothing motions on his carapace, though, so raph decided to let it go.

 

his eyelids felt heavy as he forced them to stay open, blinking sleep away while flexing his body. every finger, every toe, arms, legs, and then finally his neck as he lifted his head from casey’s warmth.

 

“what time is it?” he asked, pushing his body up into a sitting position, much to his mind's dismay. everything in him was screaming to lay down again, to soak up casey’s warmth like the man was a rock in the sun. he may as well be with his body temperature.

 

casey helped him up, his big hands steady against his biceps as he manoeuvred raph into a sitting position in front of him. the sheets pooled around their waists as raph leaned his head against casey’s shoulder. the room was so cold now.

 

“c’mon.” raphs shoulder was prodded gently, and he raised his head to gaze into where casey’s eyes hid behind his hair. his voice was soft and low, like a vibration in the air.

 

maybe that could explain the tingling in his spine.

 

bare, tan feet hit the floor first, before his hand gently tugged the turtle off the mattress. still dazed with sleep, he stumbled, leaning into casey’s side to take the weight off of his unsteady legs. the stairs were the hardest to conquer, with all three of raphs fingers grasping casey’s wrist while they manoeuvred down the steps.

 

a muffled scolding sounded from the next room, and raph felt something inside of him freeze. it wasn’t dad splinter. splinter usually yelled, or even just spoke, but he never tried to make himself quieter. maybe the humiliation of everyone else knowing you were in trouble was part of the punishment.

 

“i swear to fucking god.” the voice spoke, tone controlled yet flaming. “i’m done watching him pick up after you guys. i love you, you’re my friends, but you need to get your shit together.”

 

his brain didn’t quite comprehend who was speaking until he heard the next voice.

 

“it’s not that big of a deal.” leo’s familiar tone punctured the air. raph refused to allow the sound to stab him like the knife it always was. “he’s done it forever! i’m sure he’s used to it by now!”

 

“that doesn’t mean it’s fine, leo!”

 

“april, w-we’re all getting better…aren’t we? i mean, we clean up after ourselves decently...”

 

“no, the house is clean because raph is still cleaning up after you guys like he’s your mom!”

 

casey’s hand tightened a fraction on his shoulder, and he looked back down at him with a grin. “how about we go outside, yeah? it’s s’posed to be real nice out.”

 

before raph could complain or comply, he was already being led in the other direction, hearing the voices fade back out. he opened his mouth, and casey cut him off. “i know you’re hungry. i’ll getcha something. wait outside for me? ‘kay?”

 

and like that, he was gone. the door closed behind him as raph turned his eyes to the tree line, plush with vibrant leaves and dark soil. remnants of dew still clung to the blades of grass, shining brightly in the light of the sun.

 

the wood of the patio was warm against his feet, and he leaned his elbows to the railing, licking his eyes into the woods. his eyes were still heavy, and the place around his neck where casey’s arm previously lay left a pleasant scorch sinking into his skin. still, the voices from inside bounced in his skull. at least the yelling was familiar.

 

somethings never change.

thaNKK YOUUU !!! this was SO CUTE UGH. you get the first neglected art i've been able to make in a while

[kteezy997]

Daddy’s Boy- Part Ten

Warnings: mention of sex, cum, and impregnating, otherwise just lots of fluff!

two years later

It was finally here. The week of your wedding to the love of your life. You were officially going to be Timothee's wife and share the same last name as your son. This was a time that you thought only dreams were made of.

You had been showered with gifts and hugs and sweet wishes from family and friends. Your soon to be mother and sister-in-law threw your bridal shower. It was a beautiful day, though it was strange to have the party be all about you. You were used to spending your days working and hanging out with Theo and Timmy, which you loved, but it was special to be treated like such a princess by all the women in your life.

Your bachelorette party was another rarity for you: a night out on a party bus with all of your friends, drinking and dancing the night away like some college kids. It was a lot of fun, but you were even happier to see Timmy when he picked you up at a random bar at the end of it all, at nearly two in the morning. His parents had graciously agreed to keep Theo overnight so Timmy could collect you after the party bus. You ran to your fiancé and leaped into his arms, ready to go home and fall asleep under the covers with him.

That night, he helped you get out of your dress and into your cozy pajamas as well as taking your makeup off for you. You were too drunk and silly to do it yourself.

"Hold still, y/n, I can't get it all if you don't stay still." he'd say, wiping your eye with a cotton pad as you giggled.

When you finally go into bed, you snuggled up with the blankets, closed your eyes and felt his lips kiss your forehead.

"I'm glad you had a good time tonight, baby." Timmy cooed.

……

Your wedding itself was set to be big and beautiful, but still somewhat private, as private as the wedding of an A-List actor could be. There would one hundred guests, but your wedding party was small. The most important thing to you and Timmy was to have your family and closest friends there. It wasn't a social event for paparazzi to find or for other celebrities to show off their designer dresses and suits.

Theo was probably the most excited that his parents were going to be married. You were already a family, but the wedding was a time to celebrate it being official. And Theo figured this was the next step towards getting a new sibling. He wanted a little brother or sister to play with and look after so badly.

As the big day drew closer, you started to feel different. You were nauseous at times, and your breasts started to hurt. With all the planning and excitement of the wedding going on, you didn't pay much attention to how you were feeling. But you finally realized that you hadn't had a period in two or three months.

You didn't want to cause a fuss with Timmy and Theo, just in case you weren't actually pregnant. You didn't want them to get excited over nothing. You wanted to find out for yourself. Because maybe it was just a fluke, maybe your stress level had messed up your hormones instead of a pregnancy.

The boys were busy playing video games, so you ordered a few different pregnancy tests from CVS Pharmacy online and had them delivered to your door.

..........

That night after Theo had gone to bed, you told Timmy to come into the bedroom. You waited for him, and he had a silly grin on his face when he walked in.

"Baby, what's going on?" he smirked, tilting his head as he looked at you.

You were nervous, not because of his reaction, but because of the news being so close to the wedding. Everything was all mushed together and there was just such a feeling of unknown, which was scary.

"Come here, sit down." you said to him, gesturing toward the bed.

Timmy did as you told him to do, biting his lip as he sat down and said, "Is it sexy time, my love?" He put his arms out to you.

You let him softly grab you and pull you close. You petted his hair, smoothing it back as he gazed up at you lovingly. "Well, I wanted to give you something first." you said. You hoped that your nerves weren't causing you to shake or tremble to the point of him noticing. You really didn't want him to worry about you.

"Oh, you don't have to get me anything. You've given me everything I could have ever wanted. I love you so much, y/n.” he smiled wider, “I can’t wait for you to be wife." he replied, hugging you tighter.

"I got you something anyway." you backed away from his embrace, "Um, close your eyes and hold out your hands." You watched him as he followed your instructions. Though he had his eyes closed, he still kept a look of bewilderment on his face.

"Should I be scared?" he asked as you had walked away to pick up one of the pregnancy tests from the en-suite bathroom.

You giggled, "No, I don't think so." You walked back over to him, placing the stick onto his palms. "Okay, look now."

Timmy opened his eyes, squinted at the pregnancy test in his hands. You watched him as he read the small print on it, which read, “pregnant.”

He looked up at you, wide eyed. He took a deep breath and shuddered softly; you could see a glimpse of fear in his eyes. After the initial reaction, he stood and grabbed you, hugging you tightly. He whispered in your ear, "My love, we’re gonna have another baby. I'm so happy, I could just hold you forever."

You ran your hands up his back, squeezing him back affectionately. "Oh, please do. I love you, baby." you cooed. As you pulled away from the hug, you put your hands on his cheeks, "Are you okay? It's normal to be nervous." you said, looking in his eyes, trying to gauge his mental state.

Timmy let out a little sigh, nodding. But he looked down at your stomach, placing his hand on you there.

You felt an instant warmth from his touch, and somehow in that very moment, you knew that everything was going to be okay. It would be more than okay, it would be perfect, your own kind of perfect.

"Our second child, I can't believe it." he said lowly, rubbing his palm over your tummy. "Well," he looked at you with the smirk you knew all too well, "I can believe it, but still, this is such a crazy feeling, babe." He then pressed his forehead to yours.

You saw his bottom lip quiver ever so slightly, then a single tear fell from his eye. "Aw, my sweet boy." you wiped his tear, "Don't worry. You're an amazing father. This baby will love you and obsess over you just like Theo does." You kissed Timmy's cheek for reassurance.

"I know, I know we'll be fine. It's just," he looked down at the ground, "I feel like since I met Theo when he was three, that was kind of an easy age, you know? But a baby is totally different, like there's so many ways to screw it up."

You put your fingers under his chin, forcing him to look in your eyes. "Don't think like that. I don't believe that there is such a thing as an "easy age" when it comes to raising kids. It's all hard, and we will both screw up, but it will be worth it. You're going to be wonderful with this baby."

Timmy smiled softly, kissed you, then said, "That you babe, you always know how to make me feel better. Theo is gonna freak out! We have to go tell him." he grabbed your hand, trying to pull you out of the bedroom.

"No, no!" you squeezed his hand but kept your feet planted though he was pulling you. "He's in bed and it's still really early in the pregnancy. We have plenty of time to tell him." you insisted.

"Okay, you're right." he said, calming himself. "Should we wait until after the wedding to tell him?"

"Yeah, I think so. I love him, but I don't trust him to keep it to himself." you giggled.

"Yeah, he'll be too excited, he'd have to tell someone." he grinned, pulling you into him again. "Hmm, I wonder if it happened on Valentine's Day. We really went all out that night." He leaned in, nuzzling his nose onto yours.

You laughed, "That's definitely possible. But I mean, you don't like wearing condoms, so it really could have happened anytime."

Timmy hummed, put his head down into your chest. He started to kiss your neck. "You make a good point." He spoke in between kisses. "You like that I put another baby in you? You like that my cum is gonna make you so big and round and pretty."

He was practically purring as the words danced into your ears. You grew weak in his arms. "Yes, I'll have as many babies as you want, Timmy."

He suckled on your throat, stopping briefly to say, "Oh, don't worry, I plan on getting you pregnant again and again and again. The world will know how good I fuck you."

You felt his lips on your skin as they turned up into a grin. You giggled, putting your arms around your man. Your feet left the ground for a moment as Timmy picked you up and took you over to the bed.

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[yyh4ever]

Yu Yu Hakusho x BABYDOLL

When I thought I had seen all kinds of collaborations, the children's clothing brand "BABYDOLL" comes up with this interesting Yu Yu Hakusho collab!

Scheduled to be released on their official online shop (also available for international shipping) on December 4, 2023, it includes beautiful items such as Koenma's baby romper, warm blankets for adults and embroidered socks.

👶🏻Goods:

Bib Aprons (with Famous Quotes)

Baby bibs with quotes from Yusuke, Youko Kurama, Hiei, Koenma, and Younger Toguro printed on it! The back side has the Yu Yu Hakusho logo design (幽☆遊☆白書).

■ Price: 1,980 yen each

■ Material: 100% cotton

■ Size: 30(H)x21(W)x16(L) cm

■ Quotes:

Yusuke: "Open! (Ante)"

「開（アンテ）！」

*Yusuke used this word to release his spirit cuffs

Youko Kurama: "I never thought the day would come when I would return to this form again...the form of Youko Kurama"

「まさかまたこの姿に戻る日が来るとは……妖狐の姿にな」

Hiei: "It's an afterimage"

「残像だ」

Koenma: "In case of emergency, I'll remove this pacifier"

「万が一の場合 このおしゃぶりをとる」

Younger Toguro: "I don't drink alcohol, an orange juice please"

「酒はダメなんでオレンジジュースください」

Koenma Romper

The hood has the "King" (王) emblem and "Jr" embroidery, creating a Koenma hat-style design.

■ Price: ￥6,490

■ Material: 100% cotton

■ Size: 70-90 cm

Embroidered Socks

6 types in total (Yusuke・Koenma・Kuwabara · Hiei・Kurama ・Youko Kurama)

■ Price: ￥1,419 each

■ Material: Cotton, polyester

■ Size: 22-24cm

Socks (with the characters' names)

5 types in total: Yusuke, Koenma, Kuwabara, Hiei, Kurama

■ Price: ¥1,089 each

■ Material: Cotton, polyester

■ Size: 22-24cm

Wearable Blankets

Yusuke, Kurama and Hiei wearable blankets, a fluffy and warm loungewear with an irresistible softness. They also come with pockets for practicality.

Hiei's blanket comes in a three-piece set consisting of the main robe, a snood (neck warmer), and a headband with his evil eye embroidery, each of which can be used individually.

■ Price: ￥6,490 each

■ Material: 100% polyester

■ Free size:

Length: 108cm

Chest circumference: 130cm

Shoulder width: 58cm

Sleeve length: 87cm

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Boys Graffiti Print Oversized Blanket Hoodie

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COZY PIECES FOR EVERY SEASON - THE ART OF THE COMFORTER

Humans and sleep have a very intimate relationship. Everybody longs for that haven of solace and renewal when anxieties vanish and dreams come true. At Trance Home Linen, we think that a beautifully selected comforter and a sumptuous bed are the keys to unlocking this nighttime routine. In contrast to bedspreads, which are mostly used for decoration, comforters, and quilts provide a layer of luxurious luxury beyond simple warmth. They take on the role of an extension of the self, a luxurious cocoon that whispers promises of sound sleep. Mother Nature's seasonal symphony requires our haven of slumber to adjust accordingly. At Trance Home Linen, we provide a carefully chosen assortment of quilts and comforters that are made to complement the seasonal weather changes. Comforters are perfect for people who long for a sense of security and coziness because of their filled construction, which offers significant warmth and weight. Without putting you at risk of overheating, this emits a gentle warmth, like the cotton casing premium double comforter (aangan blue white & 100% cotton). They are thicker and heavier than blankets, which makes them perfect for colder areas. They are frequently stuffed with down or synthetic materials.

[gaviicreates]

Why I'm starting my 2024 "temperature" blanket early...

I like October.

That could be the most basic of answers, and I definitely could leave it there. But that would not accurately explain the heart behind the year long project I'm about to start. So buckle in, if you like. Or don't; you do you.

I've known for awhile that I wanted to do a variation on a temperature blanket for 2024. The last time I did a temperature blanket was in 2017 - and it was my first! I knew for my next one, I wanted it to be a project to honor a special year. 2024 was planned since I got married in 2019. This is all probably starting to make more sense now.

So yes, I got married in October - for the sake of not putting too much of my information online I won't share the exact day, but it is mid October. And 2024 will be our 5 year anniversary. I debated working the project from January to December for the whole year, but I changed my mind to running it from Anniversary to Anniversary.

There's a couple advantages to that:

For one, I selected Toni Lipsey's linen square stitch pattern (it's also the one she is doing this year), and I worried that in effort to try to stay up to date, I'd end up cramming the largest sections in at the end of the month. Running the months from mid-to-mid, I've inherently made it more loose and forgiving of the deadlines. It's normal to get a bit behind and need to catch up, but it'll hopefully help me to not have looming end of month deadlines constantly.

The pattern

The second advantage is that I'll have a new blanket by the end of 2024! With October as a final goal, I'll have two months to catch up if I need to, make a border if I so desire, and sew the squares together. There's a lot of grace in that timeline, and I'd love to have a special afghan to gift my partner on Christmas or New Years. I mean he'll see it in progress, that's inevitable, but the finished object in its final presentation? That's so special. Right in time for cuddling up by the fire too since we are in the Northern Hemisphere.

Oh, I am also not exactly doing a temperature blanket either. I've set up daily reminders for myself to look at the sky, and I plan to use the alert not to check online for a number. I want to connect with our Earth and create a special moment each day to admire the planet we call home. My color palette is to be based on the weather and color of the sky each day - whatever the overall vibe feels like since of course it can change from hour to hour. From sunny to cloudy to rainy, and in between, the final piece will be a blend of blues and greys. Because I do, in fact, love the colors of the sky.

The yarn

It's a much smaller color palette than the first time I tried one of these, so my hope is that each of the shades will have a decent spread - certainly not equal to each other, but definitely not lost among the others. I'm adoring the greys. 😍

It's Stylecraft Special DK. I looked around out a few other acrylics and some wool and cotton blends, but ultimately it came down to care instructions and spread of colors. I most especially wanted the blanket to be easy care. We have three dogs so washing and drying were preferable in this case. I also really wanted to use a Sock-DK weight yarn so I didn't end up with a blanket the size of a house.

I did however take a gamble, buying this yarn without trying it first. I've only heard good things, which is promising. And I've received my initial shipping notification, so I am super excited for the skeins to arrive!

I've shared my color scheme above. Each square is going to be 32 rows, and at the end I will have 12 squares for that final assembly part of the project.

Project Tag is going to be #SkyBlanket2024 for any updates along the way.

I'm VERY excited for this one.

[diabetesinsider]

Avocado Dip

So good…so easy…so healthy…so why not make some? It’s a change of pace from your usual avocado dips. This would be great to set out at a special occasion or just for yourself along with vegetable sticks and corn tortillas. It’s comfort food, too.

4 large avocados, peeled, pitted, mashed thoroughly

2 t. lemon juice

1 - 0.9 oz. envelope Knorr Spring Vegetable Mix

plastic wrap

Mix all ingredients together thoroughly. In a flat dish/dinner plate, spread mix. Lay plastic wrap directly onto avocado mix pushing out the excess air, crimp wrap around edges of plate. Refrigerate for 15 - 30 min. or until vegetables from mix are softened and flavors blended. For a smaller serving, just use 1 avocado, ½ t. lemon juice, ¼ of envelope mix.

When I’m not adding vigorous avocado mashing to my workout, I’m sewing cotton canvas aprons from upcycled fabric for my online shop - www.etsy.com/shop/topdrawerthreads .

Or, I’m busily crocheting striped scarves from recycled upcycled yarn for my other shop - www.etsy.com/shop/topdraweryarns .

My daughters have an online shop - www.etsy.com/shop/yesdesigns - where they design and sew cotton pocket knickers in bright summer colors.

My older daughter has an online shop - www.etsy.com/shop/wildwovenwomen where she works upcycled yarns into knitted picnic/camping blankets.

[randomquadballpun]

DAY 36 (attempt no 7)

John was dripping cold rainwater onto the floor of the entrance hall and the stairs as he hurried up to the flat with chattering teeth. He had just meant to drop off Rosie at school and buy some milk on the way back, but of course he had been caught in a heavy rain shower and soaked to the bone just minutes from home.

He scurried into the living room, not expecting to meet anyone so early in the morning, but to his surprise Sherlock was huddled on one side of the couch with his laptop balanced on his knees, a blanket slung around his shoulders and a concentrated expression on his face. Without even looking up he made a vague gesture towards a stack of towels that was precariously balanced on the armrest at the other end of the couch. John took them gratefully and began scrubbing one of them through his hair immediately. There even was a laundry basket set out at the foot of the couch so that he could drop his dripping clothes in there.

When he was almost done peeling out of the wet textiles, Sherlock closed the laptop and ambled over to one of the heaters by the window, where he picked up a stack of fresh clothes. John could spy his pyjama trousers as well as one of his especially soft winter jumpers. He let himself be assisted into the embrace of warm wool and soft cotton and felt gratitude spread all throughout him at the feeling of toasty warmth against his clammy skin.

Once fully clothed, Sherlock kicked the basket to the side uncaringly, before tugging John with him and back to the couch and arranging the both of them on there, until they had found a comfortable position of leaning against each other, the blanket now spread across the both of them and Johns damp head resting against the soft material of Sherlocks dressing gown.

No words were exchanged and no words were necessary. Sherlock merely picked his laptop back up and returned to his scrolling in a somewhat more awkward position, one arm slung possessively around Johns middle. John could make out some kind of online shop - yet more supplies for The Experiment by the look of it - and his eyes widened a bit when he saw the price tag that was currently displayed next to the little shopping cart symbol in the right upper corner. But he was far too comfortable and warm to start an argument about this - it was money spent on a good purpose after all ... kind of ... or so he hoped. Educational at the very least.

He felt fatigue weighing heavily on his eyelids. Sherlocks other hand started tracing patterns over Johns wool-covered stomach. It would probably be fine if he allowed himself a few more minutes of shut-eye. Just for a moment or two. He let his head rest against Sherlocks chest and allowed his eyes to fall shut, listening to the occasional clicking sound from the laptop, the regular pattern of Sherlocks relaxed breaths and the soothing patter of rain that continued beating against the living room windows.

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Troubleshooting, part 18/?

-> Something cosy for a change, because I was feeling like it. Mad sciencing will continue in the next update!

-> Next update can be read here.

-> Until then you can start reading this series at DAY 0 (tumblr/ao3) or read the previous snippet here.