#discount baby shower invitations

[artdcnaldson]

In part 2 you mentioned Patrick x reader having makeup sex after they got into stupid argument…. Can we get a flashback to one of those moments🤭🤭 domestic Patrick starting an argument with reader and reader calling him out about it but they end up making up in a cute way. Like Patrick making it up in a corny but cute way??? Just a suggestion, part 2 was amazing btw!

Rating: T

Warnings: just a minor argument, language ofc

A/N: thank youuuu!!! No smut in this little blurb, just a snapshot of domestic Patrick x reader in the changeover au 🫶🫶🫶

Also working on art x reader first time and also Patrick x reader first I love you blurbs for the changeover au :) so those will be coming sooooon

It was easy to let the stupid arguments devolve. It started with a facial expression when you brought up your college roommate’s wedding. An eye roll, an I-don’t-want-to-fucking-deal-with-that. And that became your, “why do you treat my friends and my life as less important?”

“I can’t fucking believe you got that out of me wanting to ditch Katie’s wedding to her dickhead loser fiancé.” Patrick’s words came out so flippant that it infuriated you further. “You don’t even talk to her outside of Facebook comments.”

“I’m sorry, Patrick. I didn’t realize that you’d be so fucking opposed to free food and booze considering you live off of it.”

Patrick set his jaw, glaring at you. It was a low blow, one you knew would sting. “I’m opposed to wasting my time flying out to bum fuck Iowa to because Katie— who has always hated me, by the way— is marrying some dickhead who’s a shill for a corrupt asshole in congress.”

You rolled your eyes. “Maybe she would like you, Patrick, if you ever put in an ounce of effort with anyone besides me.”

“Right, because I need to be friends with the kind of people whose proposal was a flash mob.”

You laughed softly, shaking your head. “Right, because you’re just too cool for stuff like that.”

It was so fucking like him— making fun of the lame proposals your friends got, or their baby names, or their engagement shoots. Sometimes they were lame— flash mobs were fucking stupid— but sometimes they were sweet, and romantic, and there was Patrick acting like he’d rather blow his brains out than ever publicly admit he cared.

“Yeah, I am.” He said back.

You rolled your eyes and stood. “Whatever, Patrick. I’ll RSVP for one, again, and you can bum around my apartment alone.”

You had slammed the bedroom door before he could respond, which left him alone and seething in the living room.

You heard the front door open, then slam shut, signaling that Patrick was going out for a smoke, or a walk, or something.

You opened Facebook and scrolled through your feed. Katie’s engagement photos, a coworker’s new baby, a college friend’s bachelorette weekend. And there you were, fighting so your boyfriend would finally be your plus one to something.

It wasn’t always his fault— he had tournaments, and commitments. But a lot of the time, it was an active dismissal of things you found important— engagement parties, friends visiting the city, the increasingly common baby shower.

You didn’t blame him. Adult stuff sucked, and it was almost always boring and agonizingly slow. But you just wanted him to show up with you for things that were big.

It would be stupid to break up over Katie, who you genuinely weren’t even that close to. She’d been a decent friend Freshman year, you supposed, but that was the extent of it. The invitation to the wedding was probably a formality.

All you wanted was an excuse to show off your super hot, super cool boyfriend. To get tipsy over free booze, then leave the wedding early to fuck in the shitty Best Western hotel room that wedding guests would get a discount rate on.

A few hours later, the front door opened, and you sat up against the headboard, waiting eagerly to see if he’d be the first to break, or if you would.

You heard four gentle knocks against the door, saw Patrick’s sneakers beneath the door. “You can come in,” you said softly.

Patrick slipped into the room and joined you on the bed. He kept space between you, just in case you were still mad, but met your gaze with the sad eyes of a kicked puppy.

“I bought a suit,” was all he said. “And I tried to buy you a huge bouquet of flowers since I was a dickhead, but my card declined since I just bought the suit, so…”

His hand was resting on the empty expanse of mismatched bedsheets between you. You moved your hand into his, tangling your fingers together. “You bought a suit, huh?”

He nodded, squeezing your hand lightly. “I’ll stop being a dick about Katie’s wedding.” He paused, turning away from your gaze. “I think… I’m away so much that when I’m home, I just want it to be me and you.”

You leaned forward and kissed his nose. “I just want to show you off to everyone I know,” you said lightly. Your forehead stayed pressed to his, and you relished in the closeness. “I don’t give a fuck about Katie or her ugly loser fiancé’s stupid wedding.”

Patrick grinned. “Oh? So you just want a hot, professional athlete to be your arm candy, huh?”

You rolled your eyes. “You’re always cheapening the moment.” You leaned forward kissing him sweetly, which always seemed to devolve into a hungry mess of tongues and spit when Patrick was involved.

“Wait—“ you said suddenly, right as Patrick began peeling off your top. “You said your fucking card declined? You drained your bank account for this stupid wedding?”

He paused, his hands warm on your bare skin. “Uh… it felt like a grand gesture kind of moment.” You leaned in and kissed him, pulling your shirt off the rest of the way.

Not smutty but I neeeeeeeded to write some domestic Patrick x reader 😁🫶 my pookies my babies my loves

[ashestoashesjc]

Every newlywed should be aware of two things. 

Firstly, anyone calling your wedding the most beautiful ceremony they’ve ever witnessed is as full of it as an aunt complimenting your newborn baby. We know he looks like a canned chicken, sister, you’re not fooling anyone.

And second, expect early on for each additional year of marriage to invite exciting new unsolicited lines of inquiry. 

Year One - Still in your honeymoon phase, eh? That’ll pass. 

Year Two - Where are you two living now? Renting or owning? Because I have a pal who knows the market and he says…

Year Three (to repeat until withered or assumed barren) - Still no kids? 

Now approaching the end of Year Four, Sophie and Ben (still very much into one another, still leasing their apartment in six month stints, and, critically, still childless) had, in many eyes, done marriage bad. 

And, of course, there was that one other thing. 

Currently, while Sophie and Ben were busy making themselves presentable to the outside world, her for a first day aboard the lead team at GD Consulting, him for his managerial turn at the Discount Furniture Coliseum, that one other thing lay sprawled across their bed with one leg dangling over the edge, a thick comforter only barely concealing his indecency. 

Mark rose and stretched with the leisure of a man who answered to no one.

Until around two in the afternoon, that is, when he answered to the temp agency. One of the best parts of the job in his eyes was the flexibility, and Mark was nothing if not flexible. Every now and again you got a gig with a 5 am call time or some laundry list of strict guidelines for an employee to mind, but that paled in comparison to a job like today’s. 

When he walked into the kitchen, Ben was sitting at the breakfast table, steaming mug in hand, hair still glistening raven-like from the shower. His back was to the door. Mark saw this and found himself suddenly overcome with an irresistible urge. 

“Hey!” exclaimed Ben in a start, as Mark’s fingers searched through and mussed his hair, sending droplets sprinkling over the vinyl tablecloth. 

“Hey,” replied Mark, taking up the seat beside him. 

“Not cool, man.” Ben went to work flattening his hair back down. “It takes forever to get this cowlick to sit right.”

Grabbing an apple from the bowl at the center of the table, Mark tossed it in the air. Caught it, tossed it, caught it. Without intending to, Ben’s eyes followed the motion. 

“I dunno,” said Mark. He bit into the apple. A sharp crunch. Juice ran down his lip, down his chin, dripped slowly onto his thigh. “I think it’s cute.”  

Ben gulped. He changed the subject. “You’re still doing the carnival?”

Mark grinned. He had, as a kid, yearned to become a carny. Picking up and moving from one city to the next, your sole responsibility one of providing joy, all the elephant ears a stomach could stomach.

It was a neglected child’s dream. And while the adult he grew into had fewer romantic notions of carny life, the bright, spinning lights, the screaming children, the strong notes of popcorn wafting through the air, still made him smile. 

“Hell yeah I am,” said Mark, glowing. “You and Phee should stop by. Do a date night.”

Ben perked up. “Hey, that’s a pretty good idea.”

“Don’t sound too surprised.”

“It’s just, uh…” said Ben, “wouldn’t that be a little awkward? With you working there?”

Mark hadn’t thought of that. But he couldn’t fathom why it would be. “I get to watch two people I’m crazy about have a good time? Nothing awkward about it.” 

“Nothing awkward about what?” Sophie entered then, hopping, tugging on a shoe, her briefcase tucked under her arm. Ben stood to peck her cheek and pull out a chair, which she gladly accepted. She sat to pull on the other shoe. 

Taking back his own seat, Ben said, “Mark wants us to come to his carnival.”

“Like on a date?” asked Sophie, laying down the gray leather briefcase beside her. 

“Like on a date,” confirmed Mark. 

She looked between the two of them. “Why’s that awkward?”

“That’s what I’m saying,” said Mark. 

“Seriously? You guys have never heard of FOMO?”

“Famous Otters Making Omelets?”

“Filthy Oven Mitt Orgy?”

“Fat Owl Muffin Organization?”

“From Our Miner’s Orifices?”

“Forget I asked,” said Ben. 

[ttc-baby]

I got invited to a baby shower this weekend. So I’ve been buying items for the gift. It was a real punch in the gut when I saw Amazon giving me a discount on items in my registry cause it’s almost my due date. I also saw someone I used to know had a baby this week. I’m not sure if I’m just numb at this point cause inside I want to cry and release but outside won’t let me. It’s going to be a rough couple of weeks/ month

[mallowmaenad]

okay the post is back, time for another journal entry

I've doing a really bad job of caring for myself lately, my room is a shit hole, I just took my first shower in like a week, meals are becoming an afterthought. I couldn't sleep last night because I was trying to distract myself from some thoughts that were making me sick to my stomach and I couldn't pull my corpse out of bed until 12:30ish. I'm supposed to be excited for Halloween, it's my favorite holiday, I haven't thought about Halloween all month and it honestly scares me. Maybe it's because I know I'm going to spend it like almost any other day of my life, I don't get invited to parties, I'm not the sort of person that can pass the bar for being allowed to trick or treat and I couldn't afford a costume this year. I don't know if I'll even be able to do the teenage scramble for discounted Halloween candy in the coming days. I kinda wanna try out that Nightmare Before Christmas devil may cry clone some day. My therapist told me to check out this app called Finch or something and it feels kind of like I'm clocking in to being alive while I watch something I'm supposed to find cute talk about spongebob and baby shark. It's such a comical dichotomy of being someone that struggles with suicidal thoughts and isolation tapping away at some gaudy buzzing colorful Christmas card looking app that's constantly spouting hollow "Good Job!"'s and "I Love You!"'s

I'm stuck on a level in fire emblem again and recently found out that despite being advertised as such I am not playing the first fire emblem game but like the 6th or 7th. I preemptively cringe at the thought of expressing the fun I'm having with it around a punch bowl and some guy wearing a shirt with one of those half naked dragon children on it pushing up his glasses to tell me this fact and wait for me to shower him with praise for being so clever and knowledgeable.

I think I half decided to start putting bleak journal entries about my banal life under any conpilation containing my most famous post by far that has brought me no joy or scruples because I think itd be kind of funny to at the end of the deluge of youtube short nasally british guy reading over minecraft parcore tier posting you see an ugly faggot talking about how much she sucks and wants to die and stuff like that. My friend sent me a link to this reposted on instagram, which I actually have but have tailored to look as normal and neurotypical as possible so I have something for my family members to follow without knowing im a furry pervert with more acronyms than an alphabet soup. It's not even under this username.

compilation of this type of post

[athulyaaindia]

How to Choose the Perfect Return Gifts for Any Party Theme

Planning a party is always exciting, but it doesn’t end when the last guest leaves. One of the best ways to show appreciation for your attendees is through thoughtful return gifts. These little tokens can leave a lasting impression and make your celebration even more memorable. But how do you choose the perfect return gifts that align with your party theme? Whether it's a birthday bash, baby shower, or corporate event, selecting just the right item can be overwhelming. Don’t worry—we’ve got you covered! Let’s dive into some key factors to consider when picking out those special gifts and explore creative ideas tailored to various themes. Plus, we’ll share budget-friendly options so you can keep costs in check while still impressing your guests!

Factors to Consider When Choosing Return Gifts

Choosing the right return gifts for party requires careful thought. Start by considering your party theme. The gifts should complement the atmosphere you’ve created, enhancing the overall experience for your guests. Next, think about the age group of your attendees. Kids might appreciate fun toys or sweets, while adults may prefer practical items or gourmet treats. Tailoring gifts to their interests makes them more meaningful. Don’t forget about personalization! Customizing return gifts can add a special touch that shows you care. From monogrammed bags to personalized keychains, these small details create lasting memories. Consider practicality and usefulness. Gifts that serve a purpose are often appreciated and used long after the party ends. Striking a balance between creativity and functionality will ensure your guests leave with something truly valuable.

Return Gift Ideas for Different Party Themes

When planning a birthday bash for your little superhero, consider personalized capes or themed action figures. Kids love to take home a piece of their favorite character. For elegant soirées, think about scented candles or gourmet chocolates. These gifts add a touch of sophistication, leaving guests with delightful memories. Planning a fun-filled beach party? Go for colorful beach towels or customized flip-flops. They capture the essence of sun and sand perfectly. If it’s an artsy celebration, DIY craft kits can be both engaging and memorable. Guests will appreciate the creativity involved in making something unique. Hosting a vintage-themed gathering? Vintage-inspired coasters or small potted plants can transport guests back in time while being practical keepsakes. Each theme opens doors to endless possibilities; focus on what resonates most with your audience for truly special return gifts.

Budget-Friendly Return Gift Options

When planning a party, finding budget-friendly return gifts is a smart way to show appreciation without breaking the bank. There are plenty of options that are both thoughtful and wallet-friendly. Consider DIY crafts. Handmade items add a personal touch and can be tailored to fit any theme. You might create custom bookmarks for a book-themed party or decorate small jars filled with homemade treats for a food-centric gathering. Another great choice is eco-friendly products. Items like reusable bags, bamboo utensils, or seed packets promote sustainability while serving as practical gifts your guests will appreciate. If you’re short on time but still want something unique, look into bulk purchases from local artisans or online marketplaces. Many sellers offer discounts on larger quantities, allowing you to snag quality items at lower prices. Personalized stationery sets also make excellent return gifts without going over budget. They are useful for everyone and can easily reflect the theme of your event with some creative design choices. Consider experiences instead of physical gifts. A simple invitation to join an upcoming community event or workshop can leave lasting memories while keeping costs down. Selecting the right return gift doesn’t have to be expensive or stressful. With these ideas in mind, you'll likely find the perfect token of gratitude that resonates with your guests and aligns beautifully with your party's theme.

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[giftcitykw]

Buy Baby Shower Decorations Online: A Convenient and Creative Option

Convenience at Your Fingertips

Gone are the days when you had to spend hours visiting various brick-and-mortar stores to find the perfect decorations for your baby shower. With online shopping, you can browse and shop for decorations from the comfort of your home. This convenience is especially valuable for busy parents-to-be who may not have the time to go out shopping for hours.

Endless Variety and Themes

Online retailers offer an extensive selection of baby shower decorations in various themes, colors, and styles. Whether you're looking for a classic, gender-neutral theme, a specific color scheme, or something more unique like a woodland, safari, or nautical theme, you'll find it all online. You can easily match the decorations to your chosen theme, making it easier to create a cohesive and visually appealing atmosphere.

Personalization Options

Online shopping also allows you to personalize your baby shower decorations to add a special touch to the event. Many online stores offer customizable items, such as banners, invitations, and favors. You can include the name of the baby, the date of the shower, or any other personal details that make the event more meaningful.

Cost-Effective Shopping

Budget is always a consideration when planning any event. When you buy baby shower decorations online, you have the advantage of comparing prices and finding the best deals. Online retailers often offer discounts and package deals, which can help you save money while still creating a beautiful and memorable baby shower.

Reviews and Recommendations

One of the significant advantages of online shopping is the ability to read reviews and recommendations from other customers. This helps you make informed decisions about the quality of the decorations and the reliability of the seller. Before making a purchase, take some time to read reviews and ratings to ensure that you are getting the best value for your money.

Easy Shipping and Returns

When you buy baby shower decorations online, you can have them delivered right to your doorstep. This eliminates the hassle of transporting bulky items from a physical store to your home. Additionally, most online retailers offer flexible return policies, ensuring that you can return or exchange items if they don't meet your expectations.

Eco-Friendly Options

If you're conscious about the environment, many online stores offer eco-friendly and sustainable baby shower rentals decoration options. You can find decorations made from recycled materials or choose items that can be easily recycled or reused by others.

Support Small Businesses

Online marketplaces often feature products from small businesses and independent artisans. By purchasing baby shower decorations online, you can support these small businesses and contribute to the growth of the online entrepreneurial ecosystem.

[wackykracker]

Get Baby Shower Invitation Cards - Wacky Kracker

We are here to help you select the best design of baby shower invitation cards for your friends, family and relatives. Just select your favorite baby shower invitation card from our store and make the purchase. Check back frequently to get more designs at Discounted prices!!

[gellarsummers]

Furniture Rental Solutions For Your Special Occasions

Are you looking for the perfect furniture rental solution for your special event or occasion? Whether it’s a wedding, baby shower, birthday party or corporate event, you want to make sure your guests feel comfortable and your event looks amazing. At Furniture Rental Solutions, we understand the importance of making sure your special occasion looks and feels just right. We offer a wide range of furniture rental options to make sure you get the perfect setup for your event. From chairs, tables and lounge furniture to decorations, linens and other accessories, we have everything you need to make your event look and feel special. With our experienced team of furniture rental professionals, you can rest assured that your event will be a success.

What Types Of Furniture Does The Company Hire Out?

The company offers a variety of furniture hire options. From modern to classic styles, they have something to suit any event. They have a range of chairs, tables, couches, and stools available, as well as an assortment of outdoor and garden furniture. Their chairs are available in a variety of materials, including wood, metal, and fabric, and come in a range of styles, from traditional to contemporary. They also offer a selection of tables in different sizes and shapes, so that you can create the perfect seating arrangement for your event.

The company also offers a selection of sofas and couches, which can be used to create a comfortable and inviting seating area. These come in a variety of fabrics and colours, so there is something to suit any décor. They also offer a range of coffee tables, side tables, and end tables which can help to create a more functional and stylish area.

For outdoor events, the company has a selection of garden furniture. This includes tables, chairs, benches, and sun loungers. They also have a range of umbrellas, parasols, and awnings to provide some protection from the sun. Additionally, they have a range of accessories such as cushions, blankets, and throws to make the outdoor area more comfortable.

In addition to furniture hire company, the company also offers a range of decorations to help make any event look more stylish and inviting. This includes a selection of lights, lanterns, and candles, as well as banners and flags. They also offer a range of props such as furniture, rugs, and plants to create the perfect atmosphere. All of these items are available to hire and can be tailored to the specific event.

What Areas Of The Country Does The Company Service?

The company services various areas of the country, from north to south and east to west. In the north, the company services regions such as the Great Lakes, Midwest, and New England. In the south, the company services states such as Texas, Louisiana, Mississippi, and Alabama. Moving to the east, the company services areas such as the mid-Atlantic, Florida, and the Carolinas. In the west, the company services states such as California, Nevada, Arizona, and New Mexico. Additionally, the company provides services to Hawaii and Alaska.

The company also services various regions within each of these states. In California, for example, the company services Los Angeles, San Francisco, San Diego, and the Central Valley. In Texas, the company services cities such as Houston, Dallas, Austin, and San Antonio. In the Midwest, the company provides services to states such as Michigan, Ohio, Indiana, and Illinois. In the Great Lakes region, the company services states such as Wisconsin, Minnesota, and Iowa.

The company also services international locations, with offices in Canada and Mexico. In Canada, the company services locations in Ontario and Alberta. In Mexico, the company services regions such as Baja California and Chihuahua.

Are There Any Special Deals Or Discounts Available?

Yes, there are a number of special deals and discounts available for customers who are looking to hire furniture from a furniture hire company. Many furniture hire companies offer discounts to customers who book online or who hire a large amount of furniture at once. Discounts can range from 10-20% off the total cost of the furniture hire. Additionally, many companies offer discounts on longer-term hires, such as those of six months or more. 

Most furniture hire companies also offer loyalty discounts for repeat customers. These discounts can be in the form of a percentage off the total cost of the furniture hire, or the company may offer an additional discount on the furniture hire after a certain number of hires have been completed. 

Furthermore, many furniture hire companies offer seasonal discounts, such as discounts for Christmas or New Year hires. Customers who are looking to hire furniture for a special occasion may also be eligible for discounts. 

Finally, many furniture hire companies offer discounts to corporate customers, such as businesses, hotels and restaurants. These discounts are often based on the amount of furniture hired and the duration of the hire. 

Overall, there are a number of special deals and discounts available for customers who are looking to hire furniture from a furniture hire company.

What Is The Company's Refund Policy?

Our furniture hire company offers a satisfaction guarantee for all our customers. If you are not completely satisfied with the furniture you have hired, we will be happy to provide you with a full refund.

In order to receive a refund, customers must contact us within 48 hours of delivery or pickup. We will require proof of purchase, and photos of all pieces in their current condition. We will also require a description of the problem, along with any additional information that may be relevant.

We will also issue refunds if the furniture is damaged upon delivery or pickup. We may require proof of the damage in order to issue the refund. We may also require photos of the damaged furniture and a description of the problem.

Please note that we do not offer refunds for any furniture that has been used or assembled. If you have any questions regarding our refund policy, please do not hesitate to contact us.

Conclusion

The furniture hire company has established itself as a reliable, dependable, and cost-effective option for those in need of short-term furniture solutions. Whether you're looking to rent furniture for a special event, a short-term staging project, or simply to fill out an empty space, the furniture hire company has the right solution for you. With their wide selection of styles, sizes, and materials, and their commitment to customer service, the furniture hire company is sure to meet your needs and exceed your expectations.

[moolavinod]

Invitations for Any Occasion

Invitations for Any Occasion

If you’re having a party, you want invitations that reflect the theme of the party and the personality of the host or hostess as well. Let’s take a look of several different types of parties and events, and the different types of invitations available. If you’re having a party, you want invitations that reflect the theme of the party and the personality of the host or hostess as well. Let’s take…

[gingersnaaps]

untouchable

keishin just can't stand the thought of anyone else being your first.

wc: ~2.5k

tags/tw's(PLEASE READ): noncon, explicit n*fw, alcohol, corruption of innocence, virgin!reader, mild misogyny, possessive ukai, masturbation, fingering, teasing, friends to lovers but fucked up, fem!reader with inner genitals

a/n: written for @seita and their collab! also i probably fucked up the characterization but oh well

i don't want minors interacting with my content

To Keishin, you’ve always been untouchable.

He’d grown up alongside you - seen you go from your pretty pigtails to your grown-up bob, watched you turn from a schoolgirl into a woman. And through all those years, he’d always thought you were beautiful in the way that spring flowers are, all soft and sweet and dewy, your expression dripping innocence.

You’re pure. Unblemished. Perfect.

But that doesn’t mean he’s never admired from afar.

He almost hates it, these urges he gets. Keishin sees your stupid Instagram posts, your Facebook updates - in fact, he’s practically inundated with photos of you. He can’t escape the pictures of you in your summer skirts, grinning cheekily and holding up a peace sign, or the ones of you in your sundresses, the fabric lightweight and loose, cascading over your body in ripples.

And sometimes, after spending a few hours with you in person - maybe at a concert, maybe just catching up with you as friends - these urges he gets are too much for him to control, too much for just a cold shower to tamp down. He’ll lay his head back against his pillow, groaning in relief as he palms him cock, guilt gnawing him raw as he strokes himself to thoughts of the soft swell of your breasts, the barest brush of your hand - every exposed bit of your skin that he can conjure from his memory.

He always gets this empty feeling in the pit of his stomach after.

Keishin will reprimand himself, muttering about how creepy it is, how wrong it feels, how he’ll never do it again, but soon enough, he’s seeing your pictures all over his feed again, and you’re inviting him to some new outing.

He knows it’s not right, but he can’t really stop himself, either.

So when you call him up just days later, giggling and chatting his ear off about some new amazing discount at this local bar - look, Keishin, I promise it’s not far - going on and on about how he should join you in celebrating your latest raise at work, a wave of nausea sweeps over him. He should say no. He should make up some vague excuse, awkwardly laughing, brushing off your invitation while promising to make it up to you.

But it’s just been so long since he’s seen you.

He clears his throat, and his voice comes out dry and a little unsure on the other end. “Yeah. Yeah - I can go. See you there, [y/n], okay? Take care.”

Keishin hangs up the phone with a click before you even get a chance to respond, his hand unsteady and trembling.

-

He gets there before you do.

His fingers drum nervously against the tabletops, eyes scanning above the sea of overdressed, garish bargoers, looking around for any sign of you. It’s hard to make out faces among the crowd, all finer features clouded by the smoke and mirrors that dim lighting creates, but he’s looked at you enough times to be able to tell you apart with his eyes closed.

“Hey,” your voice greets, pressed close to his left side. “Never been to a bar before or what? Just relax, Keishin. We’re here to have a good time, right?”

He startles at your sudden appearance, flinching slightly. “Right,” he responds, a smile tugging at his lips.

He beckons the bartender over, ordering a few drinks, and you get settled into a routine of easy conversation. It doesn’t take long for you to get woozy, alcohol flooding your system as your cheeks flush and vision blurs. It loosens your tongue, loosens your wallet, and before long, you start losing track of the time of the drinks you order. All you know is that it feels good to let go, to lose yourself in the light-headed headspace you’ve found yourself in, the kaleidoscope of people around you dissolving until indistinguishable, walling off the rest of the world from just the two of you.

If Keishin’s going to be completely honest, though, he’s not really paying attention to what you're saying.

He’s paying attention to the men around you.

Maybe he’s just being paranoid, but he could swear that half the bar is leering at you, eyes following every movement of your body in ways that are absolutely unacceptable. He’s not an idiot. He knows what those other guys are thinking about; he knows how their dicks are straining in their fucking pants, how their thoughts must be wandering, he knows because he’s been there before.

Because even in the middle of a bar, surrounded by debauchery and alcohol and sluts, you look absolutely angelic. The halo of hair around your head looks so, so soft - he wants to stroke it, kiss it, use it as a handle to maneuver you around for him - and suddenly he’s consumed by thoughts of how much he wants to be the one to force you down around his cock, choking and sobbing, how much he wants to smear his cum on your gorgeous face and ruin you before anyone else can get to it. He can’t tear his gaze away from you as you shift closer, wobbling on your stool, completely oblivious to the way everyone else’s eyes are undressing you.

He knows you’re not doing this on purpose. You can’t be, no matter how many times you wiggle your ass on the bar stool, no matter how far up your thigh the hem of your skirt rides up. You wouldn’t tempt others like that. You’re just not that type of girl - you’re innocent, so open and guileless - you would never.

Keishin isn’t going to let anyone else fuck that up for him.

He knows it’s only a matter of time before some sleazy man comes along, his hands groping at your body, mouth whispering sinful words into your ear, and the mere thought makes him shudder with revulsion.

No, if anyone is going to wreck you, it’s going to be him.

When you eventually get too drunk, words slurring and half delirious, he catches you in his arms and leads you stumbling back to his own car. He revels in how peaceful you look with your eyes lidded with fatigue, clinging onto his arm as he drives back to his apartment.

He takes you inside with him.

“K-Keishin..” you mutter. “Where are we?”

He shushes you softly, carrying you to his off-white bedroom of popcorn ceilings and peeling wallpaper, of warm lights dimmed low and an eerie silence that suspends your surroundings in stillness. Laying you down on his half-made bed, he tenderly brushes aside the hair that frames your face as he crawls on top of you.

“I’m taking care of you, baby.”

Your eyebrows knit in confusion at his pet name, but your mind is still too woozy to fully comprehend the meaning behind his words.

But even a drunk girl like you knows that something’s not right when warm, calloused fingertips reach beneath your skirt and slip under the hem of your panties. You instinctively flinch away from his touch, trying to close your legs back up, but he brings a knee up between your thighs to rest at your cunt.

“Please,” you whisper, sobered from the rush of dread that runs tingling down your spine. “Please, Keishin. We’re friends.”

He ignores you, pressing down on your cunt until you’re squirming beneath him, his gaze softening as your breath hitches with desperation. “You don’t have to worry. I’m gonna make this virgin cunt feel so good,” he breathes. “Gonna show you just what real sex is supposed to feel like.”

He presses his lips to yours, his kiss gentle yet insistent, lips and wet tongue probing your mouth as if he’s trying to pry you apart and open you up. You can taste the alcohol on his hot breath, puffing lightly along your jaw as he trails his mouth further down, dragging his kisses sloppily down the crook of neck to where it meets your collarbone.

You tell yourself that it’s gross, that it’s overwhelming, but it’s impossible to hide the way your clit throbs against him as he flicks his tongue out to tease at your sensitive nipples, a moan almost involuntarily slipping from your lips. His mouth curls into a playful grin, teeth scraping roughly against your tits, and brings up the palm of his hand to cup your pussy.

“See?” he says. “This feels good.”

You cringe at his words, desperately bucking away from his touch, but there’s nowhere left for you to go - one arm cages in your small, frail body, the other strokes at your clit through the fabric of your panties, his mouth is sucking and nipping at the soft flesh of your tits - he’s everywhere, drawing patterns across your skin with lips and tongue, tracing feather-light circles on your pussy until you feel that desire in your cunt pulsing with need. “No,” you whimper quietly, almost as if you’re trying to convince yourself. “No, it doesn’t.”

Keishin ignores your weak protests, because he’s much too fixated on the way you look spread out beneath him. He didn’t think he’d ever get to see you this debauched, a flush riding high on your cheeks as you turn your head away in embarrassment, your hips bucking needily into his waiting hand, hair mussed and pupils blown out with lust.

You’re not the same girl he used to idolize, now that he’s seen you like this.

“I wonder how tight your pussy is,” he muses. “It hasn’t been tainted, right? Except for when you’ve touched yourself.”

Now there’s a sight he wants to see.

He withdraws from between your legs, but he moves his large hands to pry at your thighs and hold you in place. “I want you to do it for me,” he orders. “Show me how you touch yourself.”

You feel so fucking vulnerable in this position, legs forced apart and your glistening cunt bared to his hungry gaze, completely at the mercy of his whims and fancies, your body gone almost limp with fear at the thought of what he could do.

So you follow his directions like a good little girl.

You reach a finger to the entrance of your cunt, but the angle is awkward, and when you shove it inside, you’re barely able to feel even an inch of stretch. It’s frustrating, embarrassing, humiliating to be so helpless in front of Keishin, but you swallow the shame and begin to roughly thrust a finger in and out of your dry hole, even when the ache in your cunt is screaming for something much bigger - much more satisfying - to fill you up and satiate the need throbbing in your pussy.

He clicks his tongue mockingly. “Not good enough?” he asks. Keishin can tell from the pained expression on your face, from the slight twitching of your hips every time your stubby fingers brush against your g-spot, even though your face is turned away from him, and he knows what you’re really asking for with your panting and whining.

You’re asking for him.

Sweetheart, he’s more than okay with teaching you how to do it properly.

He moves your cramped hand away from its pathetic attempt at satisfying you, bringing a thumb up to rest at your clit, relishing at the way it pulses with need after just a few light circles. “More?” he asks.

Guilt is written all over your features, your eyes darting away, fingertips curling to grip at his sheets as he presses down more firmly. The twinge of stimulation sends white-hot arousal rushing to your cunt, your brain becoming hazy and unfocused, and the only thing you can think about is wanting more, more stimulation, more of his soothing words whispered in your ear, more of his deft touches and long, thick fingers.

“Mhm,” you whimper quietly. “Yes.”

Keishin stops the movement of his thumb, the warm palm of his hand resting against your throbbing clit. “More of what?”

You shake your head, embarrassment seeping into your veins. You don’t want to say it. You can’t say it.

He dips a finger into your cunt, teasing at the entrance before trailing light, soft touches up and down your folds. “Use your words, baby. I wanna hear you say it.”

“Please,” you beg, desperation written across your face. “Touch me.”

“Where do you want me to touch you?” he asks, malice glinting in his eyes. He wants to hear you say those filthy words, wants his precious, innocent best friend to beg him to do the things he’d only ever dreamed of.

“My…” you trail off, eyes now hazy and unfocused as you blink back tears. “My pussy. Want your fingers inside my pussy.”

What a good girl.

“Knew you could do it for me,” he growls, slipping his finger deeper into your twitching hole. “When you want something, you have to learn to ask for it.”

He doesn’t hold back now, adding another thick finger inside to stroke and pet at your sensitive walls, pressing up against your g-spot firmly as his thumb rubs steady, even circles on your clit. The stimulation comes crashing down like a wave of relief for your sore, aching hole, his fingers playing with your cunt better than you ever could, reaching deeper inside you, stretching you out further, making you cream around his skilled digits until your hole is left fluttering and fucked out.

You barely have the energy to resist when he pulls out his cock, painfully hard and leaking, and fits it to the entrance of your pussy. He pushes in slowly, gently, his deliberate movement a facade of tenderness, stretching you out until the pleasure pulsing in your core becomes almost unbearable from how unhurried he’s fucking you.

“Holy shit,” he says, swearing under his breath. Keishin wishes all the other undeserving men at the bar could see you now, sprawled out on his bed like his own personal fuckdoll, your eyes rolled back into your head, gasping and moaning as he breaks in your virgin cunt. He knows he’s fucking you better than any other man ever could, wrecking you in ways you’ll think about years in future when you close the blinds and dim the lights and slip a hand between your legs.

And as he finishes, groaning in pleasure as the waves of an orgasm wash over him, he pulls out of your slippery cunt and watches as his thick spurts of cum land all over the soft, smooth skin of your chest and stomach, marking you as his.

You look so beautiful painted white.

No, maybe beautiful is the wrong word. You’d always been so pure in his eyes, so clean and untouchable, but looking down at your quivering form, he begins to finally see what he’d been to blind to all along. For the first time, he sees how slutty your tits are covered in his cum, how they’re almost pushed up to your chin when you’re lying on your back. When he squeezes at your thighs, your ass, your waist, the excess flesh spills over in all the places that make you perfect for fucking.

You’re not innocent anymore, he realizes with a sense of twisted satisfaction. Not after this.

You’ve been ruined, haven’t you?

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[hangekitty]

Birthday Special Headcanons

Birthday headcanons for @velvetheichou as it’s her birthday today!! So some of these may seem a little specific, but I did write it as an x reader for everyone else to enjoy!

Summary: it’s your birthday, your BF is Miche and you live with Levi and Erwin.

Genre: mostly fluff, mentions of smut

Warnings: swearing, alcohol, a couple NSFW headcanons, 18+

Universe: modern universe

A/N: this is only a short little thing for my IRL friend, I wrote this whilst getting ready for work so is it rushed? Yes I’m sorry, was this fun? Absolutely. Happy Birthday Amie 🌸🌙👑

Setting the scene: you live with Miche (your BF), Levi and Erwin (who are a couple) in a shared house. It’s your birthday and you have some surprises ahead of you...

- let’s start off with the main G, your doting BF waking you up with breakfast in bed. He would lay out a large spread filled with all your favourite things.

- Let’s face it, birthday sex would be a thing, but not till later because Levi and Erwin are waiting downstairs for you.

- Doesn’t stop Miche from being a little filthy with you (if you wanted it 👀)

- if the two of you did do the nasty, he would most certainly eat you out, 100% like it’s basically canon than he is great at head; you can’t convince me otherwise.

- Okay but like Miche would want to give you your birthday presents privately, guarantee he has bought you a dress or clothes that you’ve been wanting (and unable to afford). Miche would usually treat you to clothes any time of the year, but he’d make sure to get something extra special for your birthday.

- Miche has also bought you some pamper stuff (particularly Lush because Nanaba works there and gets discounts; means more products amirite)

- So after you shower and do your makeup, you put on your birthday gift (let’s say a dress), you go downstairs and Miche, Levi and Erwin are waiting for you, ready with party poppers. Levi and Erwin pop theirs, but Miche is way too in awe that he misses his queue

- Also can we appreciate the image of Levi popping a party popper, like he isn’t enthusiastic (he feels it, but he doesn’t show it)

- Levi would get you something that is specific to you, if you have a certain interest (or hyperfixation if we’re being honest) he would get you merch. Autographed picture from Lady Gaga? Band t-shirt? He’s got you that.

- Erwin, probably needed help the most from Levi and Miche to know what to get you. He would originally buy you something generic like a book, or a box set from a TV show you’ve never seen. So after talking the others, Erwin would go out his way to buy concert tickets. Let’s say,,,Download? Miche would get his own ticket ofc

- So basicaly the boys arrange a birthday party for you, during the day you get up to whatever you want; shopping trip? Miche will treat you to whatever you want. Trip to the cinema? You pick the movie, and as much as you insist on paying for your own ticket and/or food Miche will pay. This mans goal is to give you the best day.

- In the late afternoon, you go to your favourite restaurant, ordering whatever you like. Depending on how expensive the day is, you will probably pay towards the bill (mainly out of guilt, you wouldn’t want to make Miche broke)

- It’s romantic, candlelit and seated by the window; you watch the sunset as you eat the best damn thing in your life.

- At the party; so all of your friends are invited, even friends of Erwin and Levi; let’s just say it’s crowded to say the least.

- The playlist fucking slaps, not only is a mixture of your playlist and everyone’s requests, you have the special addition of anime music to which Erwin is like huh?? And Levi is like 🙄 but it’s your party and you can totally play Judgement from the DMCB soundtrack if you want to

- Miche brings out a cake with candles (as many candles as your age) for you to blow out, all of the party guests sing to you and cheer as you blow out the candles.

- Hange probably already started drinking, so you can hear them louder than anyone else.

- The cake is delicious of course, but the fact that there are so many paper plates around, it puts Levi on edge and he will most definitely be doing the tidying up.

- Alcohol, lots of it

- Of course as soon as a bit of Alcohol reaches Miche’s lips he is outside smoking a cig

- Nile is out there with him, but he’s a bit of a chain smoker anyway

- The look on Levi’s face when Erwin tries a cig, he definitely struggles and coughs every time

- “No, Erwin you cannot request Piano Man by Billy Joel”

- “No, Erwin, Country Roads it off limits too - at least until we get more pissed then MAYBE”

- Levi doesn’t get drunk, he is the baby sitter after all, but will probs have a glass of wine to last him the night

- Erwin doesn’t get too drunk either, but he is definitely the one with the champagne

- Miche gets tipsy but not,,,terrible lmao

- Hange however, whew goes fucking feral. If they aren’t dancing and doing slut drops, they are hornee and will attempt to drunkenly seduce Moblit who is FAR TOO DRUNK for any of that.

- There will definitely be some party games like the ring of fire, drunk charades and an ATTEMPT at musical chairs, but at this point, most guests are too far gone for that; again, putting Levi on edge and making sure no one hurts themselves.

- The night ends with Hange and Moblit staying in the guest bedroom because they drank the most, Levi and Erwin going to bed mostly sober so Levi can perform his nightly routine; I can totally see him having a whole pamper sesh before he gets into bed.

- You go to bed, the room slightly spinning and you can feel your whole body in waves; this hangover is going to be too much. Luckily superhero Miche is there with the water and some toast/bread. “Eat this before you sleep, you’ll be grateful in the morning”

- The last few moments of consciousness is spent cuddling into Miche’s chest. “Happy Birthday my sweet”

[tiaragqueen]

For The Sake Of You

✂ Pairing: Yandere! Kim Taehyung x Reader

✂ Word Count: 1,6k+

✂ Trigger Warnings: Possessiveness, implied obsessiveness

✂ This story is fictional and for amusement only. I don’t believe any of the members would do this in real life. As always, thank you for reading and I hope you have a good day!

Do not re-upload my writing to another website or use it without my permission.

[Edited]

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This is quite a sensitive subject, so I apologize if I accidentally offended anyone. Your body is beautiful just the way it is.

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“I hope very soon you'll see all the love I have (for you) I've been holding some inside, 'cause I thought it was too much (for you).” - I’ll Do Anything For You [Denroy Morgan]

“Do I… really look fat?” you mused as you stood in front of the mirror, shirt lifted slightly to reveal your stomach. You knew that compared to the lean girls you often saw in your school – or anywhere else, really – you had a bit of fat. And you knew that in a country where it prized slender and pale figure, a chubby body was often looked down upon as though it was the ugliest thing anyone had ever seen.

It was hard to stay optimistic. You weren’t oblivious to the sneers and dirty glances, by any means, nor were you dumb enough to not notice the reluctant smiles the girls wore every time they invited you to their sports groups.

You’d tried to ignore it, though, thinking that it’d pass. There was no way everyone would suffer forever, right? At least, that was what those quotes on the internet told you. You didn’t want to burden yourself more with their snide remarks, the countless homework and projects had done their job already. But you couldn’t stay impervious now, can you? There was only so much you could stomach, so many bitter pills to swallow, and your growing insecurity didn’t help you in the slightest.

You could only pray for a good tomorrow and for those people to stop mocking you, but even that wasn’t enough.

Because you knew they wouldn’t stop, as painful as it was to admit it. As long as you still had this body, they wouldn’t cease to nitpick every single thing from you.

“Baby, what’s wrong?”

And yet, the school’s heartthrob, Kim Taehyung, always went out of his way to approach you. You didn’t know why he did that, not when there were other prettier and richer girls striving for his attention. Not to mention, he had this strange tendency to call you pet names as if you were dating each other. You remembered being uncomfortable and pleaded him to stop in fear of people picking up the – in your eyes – nonexistent signs and got the wrong idea. You didn’t think you could bear any more insults from them.

Taehyung had chuckled then, promising that he wouldn’t call you affectionately in front of other students ever again. And you’d sighed in relief and thanked him for his consideration, thinking that you’d finally solved a problem before it could grow out of hand.

It didn’t. Well, not exactly. Taehyung seemed to be more doting in private, often dropping by your house and buying your favorite food despite your protests. Sometimes he invited you to go out, his cute grin weakening your resolve. You wondered if he knew the effect on you, or if he purposefully used that against you. It wasn’t as though he was blind to his admirers groveling him at pretty much every opportunity, and yet, he didn’t look like he was actively enjoying the attention, either. He kept his gaze solely on you, even in a crowded place.

It was like he couldn’t tear his eyes away from you no matter what. Regardless of your attempts to deter him, he always ‘rebounded’ faster and showered you with more affection than usual. You’d learned that it’d be good, and wise, to let him do whatever he wanted because you couldn’t handle his onslaught of love without dying from blood loss.

And, surprisingly, he took great care of yourself too. Sometimes, you even suspected him treating you like fragile glass. It was weird, in a slightly flattering way, because some boys treated you rather roughly due to your size. They thought that you’d be okay without ever noticing, nor would they care much about your feelings. You didn’t know if you should be grateful or weirded out with the new, and honestly pleasant, situation.

You swiftly pulled down your shirt and turned around, grinning like a child being caught red-handed by their parents. You forgot that he liked to have a sleepover at your house on weekends because his own house was too ‘quiet and lonely’. Your parents were fond of him and wasted no time in preparing the guest room, wanting to please their ‘son’. Though, with how often he slept here, it might as well be his room now. Whenever you asked his reason, he’d either deflect it or say that his parents didn’t pay him enough attention like yours did. Both of them didn’t convince you in the slightest, but you eventually dropped it. Besides, he was a good guest and you and your parents had no complaint regarding his presence.

You hadn’t paused to think about his ‘infallible charm’ that people often mentioned, though.

“Taehyung, w-what are you doing in my room?” You shakily turned the attention back to him, hoping that it wouldn’t provoke his suspicion even further. He was unconvinced, however, and frowned.

“I’ve been calling you to watch the TV with me. Didn’t you hear?” He gave you no chance to respond and merely stepped forward. “No, of course, you didn’t hear. Someone has been messing with your mind too much lately, am I right?”

You supposed there was no use in hiding from him. Taehyung could be awfully perceptive if he wanted to, especially if it involved you. Perhaps it was the reason why your parents trusted him so much because they felt like he could ‘protect’ you when they weren’t able to.

“I-it’s nothing!” You waved your hands frantically like it’d deter him from cornering you against the mirror. “I-I was just… looking at my stomach, see if I can… improve a bit.”

He cocked his head, looking more and more displeased with your pitiful responses. “Improve or change?” He framed the question like it was rhetorical, and you knew he got you there. Very soon, he was merely inches away from your trembling body. Warm breath fanned your head as he raised a hand to touch your cheek. You flinched, and that was enough to freeze him temporarily. “Tell me who they are. I’ll make sure they regret ever mocking you.”

You snapped your head towards him, face blanched upon seeing the cold fury that clung like ice to his visage. Why did he look so angry? Did your insecurity affect him that much? You thought you were the only one who had been suffering silently but turned out, he was in no better position than yourself. It felt… weird and enlightening to know that someone cared about you, discounting the implication of his ‘demand’.

Was this what having a friend felt like? Someone who noticed your pain and determined to work it out? If so, then you were fully grateful for his existence.

“No, no, don’t do that. It’s… it’s bad, okay? Just drop it, I’ll be fine.” You smiled up to him, trying to alleviate his indignation and weaken the resolve behind those frigid eyes. “Besides, we’ll graduate soon, anyway. So there’s no need to pick a fight with anyone.”

However, Taehyung merely shook his head stubbornly. “No, this has been happening for too long. You fake a smile to me and say that everything’s fine, but I know that you’re suffering. It’s obvious that you want to cry, and every time I console you, you always push me away.” A slow, understanding smile stretched his lips. “But I understand now. You don’t want me to comfort you because you want me to solve it instead, isn’t that right, [Name]?”

“W-what? No! It’s really nothing, Taehyung. I–” A swift glare from him managed to root you on the spot. Sensing no way out – it was too late now, you should’ve known something like this would happen soon – you sighed. “It’s just the girls, and yeah, their words kinda hurt me. But you won’t hurt them, right? Please don’t do anything drastic.”

Taehyung regarded you for a moment. “… It depends.”

“Taehyung, please.” You grabbed his arms before he could withdraw them, voice teetering the fine line of desperation and assertion. You didn’t know how strong he was, or how far he’d take his ‘promise’, but the thought of anyone being hurt made you sick. “Please don’t be so rash. If anyone finds out, you could get expelled!”

“I don’t really care about that,” he replied emotionlessly, much to your astonishment. “As long as you exist, I’m willing to do anything for you.”

You gaped at him. Somehow, the determination behind those words managed to make you sicker than you thought possible. You knew you should’ve been flattered, instead. Nobody would take the time to help you, especially when it involved something as ‘trivial’ as your insecurity. Even your parents couldn’t do much with your predicament, believing that everything would be okay as time passed.

Yet, here he was, proclaiming his ‘service’ to you. And with such a resolute face, too.

Perceiving the fear on your dumbfounded visage, Taehyung smiled amicably and reached out to pat your head. “Don’t worry, I’m not gonna hurt them,” he said softly, a reassurance that sounded hollow in your ears.

And true to his words, the girls no longer bullied you. In fact, you didn’t see their faces all day. Other students knew better than to tease you now, or else they’d suffer a vicious glower from the one and only heartthrob.

When you questioned Taehyung about this, he merely beamed and slung an arm around your shoulders to bring you closer to his. You noticed that aside from some curious glances, nobody dared to speak up against the blatant affection.

“They’re far from us now, I made sure of it.” he chirped, smiling down at your concerned expression. "So don't worry your pretty little head, okay? Everything will be fine now."

[onyrica]

Happy July!

As we hit the middle of the year I've been reflecting a lot on what's going on in my life and one of the things I can say I'm intensely grateful and proud of is the project I’ve dedicated the last two years of my life to: my Patreon community. 

It started off as a gamble that I quit a full time job for and since then it’s grown into a hub of interests and people that I wake up looking forward to each day. However, the work that goes into it is INTENSE and I really want to take a few tweets to highlight some of the great stuff that goes on in it.

The flagship of the community is the Discord server- which is one of the warmest, most caring and least toxic environments I’ve been in online. This is also where I make most of my announcements first, share my WIPs or gather feedback as to what people to see more of. 

In the server we have a whole section dedicated to art feedback, where artlings can get direct critique and paintovers from me (or anyone else), as well as support other people in return. There are also critique-free channels, for when you just need to be showered with love and approving emoji.

Tied to that, I also do livestreaming Q&As on Twitch, where any patron can submit a piece and have me review it live. This may or may not include copious amounts of sass. Here’s an example of a past stream.

For the highest tier of patrons, I also do private 1-to-1 sessions where we get to sit and talk through any kind of topic or burning question over screenshare paintovers. I love these sessions, as I really find that sometimes 30 minutes can really help break someone’s art block!

Lately I’ve also been posting a lot of my work process via timelapses. Personally, I’ve always found it helpful to watch how other artists draw, what parts come easy and what parts they struggle with to feel like I’m on the right track. Here’s a sample of that too.

Every month there’s also an “Art challenge”, where I give a theme for people to fly with and create something new. This is open to any creative mediums and it’s not a competition (though there is a reward for everyone who joins!). We’ve had some fantastic output in the past:

Recently, a few artlings have been motivated to organise a study group for each other too! I’m really proud of this initiative, as it happened greatly without my intervention and it’s been a great opportunity for anyone- at any level- to try to get into art with support from their peers.

Of course, there’s also my own art: for two years now, I’ve only done commissions for patrons and that constitutes the biggest part of my day to day job. I get to work on some fantastic characters and ideas and it’s incredibly exciting to have the privilege to bring these babies to life:

Funnily, one of the things I find most satisfying is giving my patrons freebies. For this, I created a whole “points shop” where patrons get points just for pledging, which they can then trade in for free art, free lessons and discounts on commissions:

Admittedly, sometimes it feels like a lot and I often rock back and forth, wondering if I’m doing the right thing. However, I am validated by each and everyone of the people supporting me, every single day and that really makes all of it so very worth it.

My ambition this year would be to hit 150 patrons. I know 2020 has sucked the life out of us, so I’ll be happy whether it happens or not. But if you’ve read this far and think this is something you’d like to be a part of, then you’re more than invited over!

[ SUPPORT MY ART ON PATREON ]

And lastly, if I’ve forgotten something or there’s something you’re just dying to know, my DMs are always open. And let’s be honest- there’s nothing quite like seeing the little blue tick on the envelope icon.

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[waywardnerd67]

Admit One

Summary: Dean invites (Y/N) over for a movie night and to tell her something important. Characters: Dean Winchester, Reader Pairing: Dean x Reader Warnings: Fluff Word Count: 1259 Square Filled: Home Alone Bingo Card: @spnchristmasbingo​

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Hey (Y/N) wanna come over for Xmas Movie night?

Dean hit send watching the text bubble pop up onto the screen. The little status changed from the time it was sent to ‘Read’ and then another text bubble popping up. The bubble with three dots blinking and blinking and blinking.

Sure. I’ll be there around 7pm.

He was surprised by the short message since it took her a couple of minutes to type it out. Immediately his mind throwing out possible situations of ways she could have been distracted.

She’s out with her girlfriends having a drink.

It’s a shifter or ghoul pretending to be her and she’s dead.

She’s finally tired of waiting on you to make a move and has moved on. She was with a guy and you interrupted their date.

The last thought sent the book beside him flying off the table onto the floor. Jealousy and rage flowing down his body like hot lava. Dean took a few deep breaths pushing the feelings back down into the abyss where all unwanted feelings went within him. Standing, he picked up the book and returned it to the pile Sam had asked him to read through. He looked down at his watch seeing he only had a few hours to appease Sam by making a dent in his research before (Y/N) would be there.

Sam was suspiciously surprised to see him getting through about half of the lore on Nephilims and took the rest of the books back to his room to finish it. His brother gave him a long look before he disappeared down the opposite hall of his Dean Cave. Once he was out of sight, Dean rushed to his Cave cleaning it up and turning on the small Christmas tree he had put in there a few days ago when he planned the movie night.

Jack running off and Castiel blindly taking after him had Dean thinking long and hard what he wanted out of life. He was a hunter, a grunt and knew how his life was supposed to end. (Y/N) was the only one who ever made him wonder what if. What if he could have both? What if he could hunt monsters and come home to someone to be with? That thought is what had him inviting her over to watch movies and tell her the only secret he had ever kept from her.

(Y/N) arrived right at seven o’clock with two pizzas and beer in her hands. Making their way into his Dean Cave, they chatted about her job and friends and his latest cases plus Jack leaving. Starting on their second beer, Dean started Home Alone and turned off the lights.

His eyes kept drifting to (Y/N) throughout the start of the movie. The way she would tip her bottle back taking a long drink from her beer. Her lips molding around the spout bring a slew of dirty images into his mind. His eyes snapped back up to the screen thinking of cold showers and vampire heads rolling. He watched as Kevin opened the door saying A lovely cheese pizza, just for me.

“I bet you did a few times in your youth.” She chuckled.

“Nah, never was that creative. If food money ran out then I would use my five finger discount to make sure Sam had dinner.”

Glancing over, he found her eyes on him filled with sympathy before turning back to the screen, “You’ve always taken care of others, haven’t you? Rather it was Sam or saving people from monsters or rescuing me from a drunken girls’ night.”

He started laughing, “I look forward to saving you from those nights. Tequila drunk you is always fun to deal with. Honestly, it’s what I was brought up to do.”

“Don’t you want more than that?”

It was like she read his mind. Pausing the movie, he looked over to the woman he had known since he was sixteen. The only other constant in his life other than his brother. Her beautiful (Y/C/E) eyes connected with his and he knew the time was now.

“I’ve been thinking about that a lot recently. I always thought I wasn’t meant to have the apple pie life. That I was to just be a good little soldier and follow my dad’s orders.”

She reached over grasping his hand, “Dean, you can do whatever you want. Be whoever you want. Being a hunter doesn’t define who you are. You define you.”

He squeezed her hand gently, “That’s why I invited you over tonight. I need to tell you something.”

(Y/N)’s hand slipped from his as her eyes averted down to her lap, “Oh… um, well I guess I can kind of guess where this is going.”

“Really? I thought I was hiding it well.”

He noticed her body deflate with her shoulder slumping forward, “I mean, I always assumed it would happen sooner or later. You’re charming, heroic and handsome. I figured someone would come along and catch your attention.”

He grinned hearing her say he was handsome, “Someone has caught my attention and I’ve been too afraid to say anything.”

(Y/N) stood suddenly, “Well, I’m sure whoever she is will be thrilled that you have feelings for her. I should go.”

“Wait!” He called out before she made it to the door quickly closing the distance between them, “You tell me, (Y/N)? Would you be thrilled if I said that I have feelings for you.”

“Dean, please don’t practice your lines on me. I-I can’t…”

His hands went to either side of her face pulling her soft lips to his. Her hands pushed against his chest until finally relaxing slipping up behind his neck.

“I wasn’t practicing. I love you. I’m in love with you and have been for a long time. Life is hard enough as is and I don’t want to live it without you by my side. I will always be a hunter, but I also want to be the man in your life who kisses you goodnight, takes you out on dates in Baby and continues to rescue you from drunken girls’ nights.”

(Y/N) chuckled as he wiped away the few tears slipping down her cheeks, “I… I don’t know what to say.”

“Well, you could start with rather you’re thrilled or disappointed that I just vomited my feelings all over you.” He slid his hands down her curvy sides coming to rest on her hips.

A breathtaking smile spread across her gorgeous face, “Thrilled. Overjoyed. Giddy. Those are just a few feelings jumping around inside me.” She pushed herself up kissing him once again.

He sighed, “Good, because I was prepared to drown my broken heart away with the whiskey in my room.”

She raised an eyebrow at him, “Whiskey you say? I think we should take that broken heart whiskey and change it to first night together whiskey. What do you say?”

He watched as she opened the door walking down the hall towards his room before he started grinning, “God, I love you.”

“I love you too, Dean. Now race ya to the room!”

She took off with him close on her heels snatching her up just as they rounded the corner to his room. Once inside, he kicked the door closed then tossed her onto his bed and grabbed the bottle. That night was the first of many for the two lovers to share a bottle in bed together.

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The Baker

Summary: It was supposed to be an ordinary day at the bakery, but a very special costumer walked through the front door.

A/N: This has been on my draft for a long time now and I just think it’s very cute. Also, I’m a sucker for Dad!Haz.

Words: 3.1K

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield x Baker! Single Mom! Reader

Warnings: I don’t think there’s any tbh. Just a lot of fluffy.

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“And well, Tom spilt all his beer over my lap and I almost killed him that night.” Harrison was making you laugh so hard that your belly was hurting from laughing. “And that’s why I never wear new clothes in clubs or pubs.”

“Did he really embarrass you like that in front of that girl?” You said between laughs.

“He did.” He laughed along before taking some more of his drink.

‘Well, this doesn’t look like old clothes.” You fixed his collar and your lips curved into a small smile.

“That’s because you’re always an exception.” He copied your smile before you pressed your lips together.

Harrison always made one night out with you every week. It’s a little thing that’s been going on since you first started going out seven months ago and a very sweet gesture that always made you feel loved and happy. He was the best part of your year and you thanked every day you had next to him because the boy was perfect. Tonight you were in a fancy and reserved pub in the middle of London, just the two of you, sitting on a booth by the window next to each other, talking very close, him drinking his lager pint and you drinking the fanciest margarita you had ever seen.

How you met was quite funny. It was a nice day in London, one of those rare days that the sun dared to show, making everyone’s mood much better. You were working in your bakery since early in the morning and the movement was normal, with fewer costumers after lunchtime. Your employees were all doing their jobs, so you had a little time to sit by the balcony, drink a cup of tea, read a book and relax a little under the soft songs of your selected playlist to match the environment. And he walked in. You still remembered that Harrison was glowing as bright as the sun that day.  For anyone else, he would have just looked like an ordinary London boy, with a white sweater, beige jacket and eyeglasses. But when it’s meant to be, it all falls into place, and to you, he was the prettiest boy you’ve ever seen.

Thank God there was no one around to take what he needed because you were just dying for the little angel that just walked into your bakery to speak to you so you could hear his voice. You closed your book as he approached and got his attention away from his phone. Before he could say something, he felt the loss of words when he looked at you looking up from your book, expression matching his. You both blushed instantly, but couldn’t tear your eyes away from each other.

“Good afternoon. What can get you?” You dared to speak up and he took some seconds to even remember what he was going to say.

“Hello.” He smiled and you smiled back before pulling a stray of hair behind your ear.

“Hello.” You replied and he ran his fingers through his hair.

“Uhm, sorry.” He cleaned his throat before recalling his words. “My friend said that you have the type of tea that can help you with stuff.”

“Yes.” You encouraged him to keep going with a reassuring smile.

“I was wondering if you have something for stress. I could use some tea to help me relax.” And then you noticed his tired eyes, he could certainly use some relaxing tea.

“I know exactly what you need.” You pointed your index finger at him before pulling away to prepare his tea. The boy sat on the stool by the balcony and watched you from behind. That day you were wearing the prettiest green dress with white dots all over it. Harrison didn’t know it back then, back that would turn out to be one of his favourite dresses you owned in the future. It didn’t take long until you came back with his tea and two chocolate chip cookies. “Here you go.”

“I didn’t order cookies.”

“I know. But you look like you need some sweetness in your life right now.”

“Well, thank you.” He pulled his wallet out of his pocket, but you stop him before he pulled anything out of it.

“Oh no. On the house.” 

“I don’t want you to discount it from your salary.”

“I’m the owner.” You frowned with a grin and he chuckled.

“Of course you are.” He blushed even harder. “Thank you.”

“Well, enjoy your tea. I hope it can make you relax.” You nodded and started to walk away.

“Wait!” He spoke up in a rush and you looked back to him. “Why don’t you sit with me? I mean, it’s not like it’s anyone else here. And you’re also drinking tea.”

“I have to work, darling.” You smiled softly and he licked his lips.

“Ten minutes. Please.” His eyes pleaded for her to stay and she smiled before pulling her tea and her stool to sit in front of him.

“Okay.” 

“I’m Harrison, by the way.” Oh, his name was just as pretty as his face.

“I’m (Y/N).” You smiled before taking some more of your tea. 

“I like what you did to this place.” Harrison took a good look around the place. “It’s cosy and inviting.”

“Yeah, it was intentional. The designer helped me in that aspect.”

“And your cookies are really good.”

“Thank you. It’s my grandmother’s secret recipe.” You winked and you fell into silence, unmuted only by the sound of both of you taking your teas. “I hope this tea work. They usually do.”

“It’s delicious.” 

“So, Harrison. Where do you work?”

“I’m an actor. Well, trying to be one. Just got out of an audition and it was a disaster.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. It’s okay. I’m just not that good, I guess.”

“Stop it! I bet you are good.”

“Sometimes I wish I could do something with my life. Like you did.” You nodded and rested one hand over his.

“We all have different dreams. Some of them are easier to achieve. Mine wasn’t so easy, I swear.”

“You’re very nice, (Y/N).” He smiled warmly and you smiled back. 

“You’re nice too, Harrison.” You rubbed his hand with your thumb involuntarily. “But I can see in your face that you’re tired.”

“I’m very, very tired.” He chuckled and groaned before burying his face between his hands.

“You know, bakers are the new bartenders. You can talk to me if you want.”

“It’s just… I can’t get a role in any movie and I’m having some family issues. I don’t know if you ever had one, but it’s the worst.”

“Believe me, I had the worst of issues.” You chuckled and he frowned. Before you started to tell him your story, your front door was opened quickly and a kid came inside running.

“Mommy! Mommy! I made you a drawing!” The girl ran around the balcony and jumped on your arms. “Look, it’s you and me making cupcakes.”

“Hey, baby. It’s beautiful.” You glanced down to the drawing with a big smile on your face. You kissed her cheek before setting her on the floor. “Did Auntie Millie take good care of you?”

“Yes. But she didn’t bring me candy this time.” Harrison chuckled with a pretty smile on his face. “Who’s this pretty mister?” She asked looking at Harrison, which made you blush hard.

“I’m Harrison, it’s nice to meet you.” He stood his hand in the air and you gestured her to shake it just like you taught her.

“Hi Harrison, I’m Amelia.”

“Amelia, what a pretty name.” He smiled wider at her and the little girl blushed.

“Amy, why don’t you go upstairs to take a shower and wait for mommy?”

“Can we watch Little Mermaid again?” She asked excitedly.

“As soon as I can go up and be with you.” Amy didn’t even listen and just ran upstairs, leaving her mother behind. “Sorry about that.”

“It’s okay, she’s really sweet. I didn’t know you had a family of your own, you look so young.” Harrison was bummed out. The pretty girl must have a boyfriend or even a husband.

“Yeah, when I said that I knew that family issues are hard it’s because of this little girl. I got pregnant five years ago when I was 18, just graduated in High School and studying to be a baker. My parents didn’t take it so well and I haven’t talked to my father since.” Your eyes dared to spill some tears, but you held it back.

“I’m so sorry to hear that, darling.” 

“It’s okay. I overcame all of this, used a part of the money my grandmother gave me to open this bakery and raise my girl. And she’s awesome.”

“I bet you and your husband are very proud of her.”

“I’m a single mom.” You blushed and his mouth fell agape. “Her dad was an old boyfriend that dumped me when he heard the news. Haven’t seen him ever since.” “I’m sorry.”

“You say you’re sorry too much.” You opened a little smile and it was his time to blush. “Well, that was very intimate. I’m sorry.”

“I don’t mind.” He finished his tea, too soon in your opinion, you could just spend the whole afternoon there talking to him. “My mom was a single mom at first, too. Until she met my stepdad. He’s a good guy, and he’s my dad. It doesn’t matter if we’re not blood-related.”

“Yeah, sometimes I wish that Amy had a dad, or a father figure to look up to. She’s surrounded by amazing women, but no men at all.”

“I’m sure you’ll find someone who’ll love you both just like my mom.”

“Maybe I already found him.” Your eyes met and you were both lost in your little world.

“Can I take you out to dinner sometime?” He asked out of nowhere, making you smile. “I get if you’re a very busy woman and that you can’t go out with me, or that you’re not interested, but-”

“I would love to.” You cut him and Harrison could swear that those were the most beautiful words that came out of your mouth. You opened your note pad resting over the balcony and wrote your number with a little heart next to it. “Call me so we can set a date.”

“I will.” He started to gather his things and you asked him to wait. You rushed to the kitchen and got him some sweet pastries and treats for later inside a paper bag. Harrison was waiting for her by the balcony and his heart melted when he saw her coming quickly with the bag in hands. 

“This is for later. Hope this can make you feel better.” You said standing it in the air. Harrison took a step further and hugged you. At first, it was a little awkward, but you gave in to the huge, one of the most comfortable ones you ever had.

“You made my day, (Y/N). Thank you.” He whispered in your ear and you closed your eyes to savour the moment a little longer., holding him tighter and resting your head over his shoulder.

“And you made mine, Harrison.”

After that day, you started your little romance. Weekly dinners at Thursday nights, movie nights with Amy every month, small cute dates, him spending his whole day-off drinking tea in the bakery just to see you working. The last seven months were paradise to you, it was one of the bests of your entire life. After long years going on crappy dates with guys who dumped you as soon as they found out you had a daughter, you finally found someone who you truly liked and you were sure that cared about you and Amy.

Oh, and the little girl just loved Harrison. She would rush into his arms every time they met and give him cute drawings just like she gives you. He was so careful and attentive with her, paying attention to every word she said, making everything she wanted him to and even doing little mundane things like taking her to school and putting her to sleep. They grew closer just like you did to him, and that way you were happier than ever.

Seven months later and everything was perfect. You were on your weekly outing and Amy was staying home with a babysitter. Everything was so nice that you wanted to stay that way forever, sipping on your margarita in Harrison’s arms, while he pressed soft kisses on your temple. That was all until your phone rang and your babysitter’s name popped on the screen.

“Hello?”

“Miss (Y/L/N)?” The girl asked on the other side of the line.

“Yes, Mia. Is everything okay?”

“Amy woke up out of nowhere and she’s crying a lot right now. She said she wants her mommy.”

“Oh shit. Okay, I’m going home. Can you hold it together until I get there? I’m not far away.”

“I will, but please hurry.” You hung the phone and downed your margarita in one sip.

“What’s wrong with Amy?” He asked, concern written all over his eyes.

“She woke up suddenly and is crying a lot. She says she wants mommy.”

“You can go get a cab while I go pay.” Harrison said and you nodded without even thinking twice. 

You rushed outside and it took a little while, but you got a cab close to when Harrison came back. He tried to calm you down by rubbing his hand on your arms, but it wasn’t helping so much, you were very worried about your little girl. You rushed to your front door on the side of the bakery and left Harrison to pay the cab. When you opened the door, you found a scared 19-year-old girl on your daughter’s bedroom door.

“I’m sorry, miss (Y/L/N). I swear I didn’t do anything.”

“It’s okay, darling. You can go now. Your money is over the counter in the living room.”

“Good night, miss (Y/L/N).”

“Good night, Mia.” Just as you watched the girl pick the money over the counter, Harrison entered the house with worry all over his face. You both entered the room where your little girl was under the covers sobbing. You and Harrison sat on each side of her bed and she came out of the covers.

“Hey, baby. What’s wrong?” The little girl hugged you tightly and started to cry harder.

“I had a bad dream mommy. It was so scary.”

“Shh, it’s okay darling. I’m here now, okay. Haz is here too. We’ll take care of you.” You pressed a kiss on top of her head and she held tightly onto you. Harrison hugged you both too and soon Amy calmed down. “Come on, let me put you to sleep.” You got her back to her pillow and cleaned the tears from his face.

“Daddy, can you read me a story?” She pouted and you were both shocked. She just called Harrison daddy. You quickly searching his eyes with an apologetic look and he smiled widely.

“Of course I can.” He sat next to her and Amy rested her head on his chest to see the book he opened to read for her. “Once upon a time…” Harrison calmly read the whole fairytale book while Amy paid attention to every word he was saying. You sat in a chair right next to her bed and watched them cuddled together and Amy getting more and more tired.

“Daddy, do you promise not to leave me when I go to sleep.” She asked him and he nodded.

“I’ll be right here, darling. You can sleep now, nothing’s gonna hurt you as long as I’m here.” He kissed her forehead and she lied on her stomach over him. He started to rub her back and lully her with old songs. It was the most beautiful thing you’d ever seen before. Soon Amy was asleep over him.

“I’m sorry that she called you daddy.” You said once she was deep into her sleep and he stopped singing to her.

“I don’t mind, you know. She’s very special to me, and I love her like a daughter.”

“I mean it. I waited so long for someone like you and I’m grateful for everything we have and everything we achieved. But I think I waited too long to tell you that Amy always will be a part of the equation of my relationships. And if you’re not serious about wanting her as a daughter, I can’t go on with you, even though I love you so much.”

“But I’m very serious about this. About you and me, about Amy. I’ll be able to give someone the ability to have a dad, someone that I love. And I know it’s been less than a year, but I would love to start a family with you two. Help you with the bakery, take care of Amy, maybe have kids of our own. I want all of that with you if you want it all too.”

“Of course I do! I love you, Haz.” You slowly sat next to him and pecked his lips.

“I love you too, darling.”

“I can’t wait to start our little family.”

“I can’t wait either.” He rubbed your cheeks and you kissed him again.

“Come on, let’s go to bed.” You pulled him, but he stiffened and glanced back to Amy sound asleep in her bed.

“Do you think we can take Amy to sleep with us? I promised her I wouldn’t leave her side.” He pouted and you softened to see him so worried and infatuated with her. You opened a wide and warm smile, nodding right after.

“I think we can all squeeze together to sleep.” Harrison slowly took Amy out of her bed so he could take her to your bedroom. He gently placed her in the middle and you two lied next to her, making a little sandwich. “So this is how it’s going to be from now on? Our little family just having these intimate moments.”

“God, I hope so. I can’t imagine a life better than this right now.” Harrison kissed Amy’s forehead and leaned to peck your lips before lying down to cuddle with his girls.

“Thank you for everything. I love you.” He smiled softly and tightened his grip on Amy.

“Thank you for giving me this. I love you more.”

“Good night, Haz.”

“Good night, darling.”

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