#i don't just need office dinosaurs

[dinosaurcharcuterie]

Transporting 5 Lego models on the bus. They're on a baseplate, but that doesn't really matter; the phobia of visible studs has extended to the bottom of models.

The 2 cheapies with sockets on the bottom are doing fine, but 2 are flying around wildly like the unsecured cargo they are. Most insulting of all, the 2000+ piece one that was bought specifically because the picture made it look like it could be secured to a baseplate, has 1 socket on each limb. So it can only be attached to very specific tiles and, as is the case here, rattled off the 4 moveable joints those limbs are on if the brakes are applied at any point during transport.

[clairoscharm]

━ my pov of ellie

a/n : hii this would be the way i see ellie or what i think she would be (obv hcs i think). so if you don't agree with me it is totally okay! just dont give hate comments and stuff like that.

cr : @idontgetanysleep & pinterest for all the pics

up next ⟶ part ii

DAILY CLICK

DONT BUY TLOU

WAYS TO HELP PALESTINE

what i think she would wear

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ i feel like she would own a lot of flannels, sweaters and baggy shirt.

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ also, she would definitely like wearing pants that don't fit her perfectly so she can show off her boxer or boyshort thingy (and she makes them look good too!) ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ I JUST KNOW SHE HAS THE KEY HOLDER THING CAUSE SHE DOESN'T CARRY ANY BAG OR PURSE WITH HER (she only uses them if needed lol). ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ sometimes, she would love to just wear her hoodie/sweater instead of making an effort to dress up. i mean she would look good either way ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ she actually has lots types of shoes but will always wear converse bc "it's comfy" (her words). ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ i also like to think that she would love / enjoy overall especially if it's short and wear it in summer cause SUMMER IS HOT!!! ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ oh pretty sure she own caps and denim jackets in different colors ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ damn leather jacket (esp black one) would look so good on her

what dates you guys are going

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ in my head, ellie doesn't like or drink coffee but you two would go for cafe hunting or food hunting together, depending on what mood you two feel that day!

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ ellie is definitely a soda or juice kinda girl

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ baking or cooking together

sometimes, she's begging you to bake/cook with her dinosaur-themed food saying it won't fuck up but well… it does taste good but the presentation looks off… you guys still eat it though.

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ ughh, listening to music together shared WITH ONE EARPHONE !!!!!!!!!!!

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ okay, imagine running away from work or school for a moment and you two decided to go to the lake or beach just to wind down and have quality time together and catch up with each other's week.

also, imagine looking for rocks that look like both you and ellie's eyes colors !!!!!!! SO CUTE AND YOU DID THE TIKTOK TREND and it blew up !!!!

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ thrifting shopping, both of you help each other look for gems.

"how does this look on me?" "like i want to go down on you" "ellie!" you exclaimed clearly flustered while hitting her arm. "kidding! you should get it, baby, it looks great on you" ellie kissed your cheek.

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ picnic and stargazing. ellie, would tell you any facts that she knows to you while showing you what's up in the sky.

"oh oh! look at that one! did you know that-" and she continued telling you her facts and you would listen carefully. but there are times that you just want to look at her like the pretty view she is. "wow, that's so cool els! tell me more" you responded to her and she will gladly tell you more about it!

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ art dates! i do see ellie as an artsy girl and let me tell you she knows what she's doing with her hands and is so talented too.

sometimes you like to call her a tease just because of how her hands are doing wonders for you LOL definitely, do the 10-minute challenge thingy, making a friendship bracelet just because and of course you two had to do the hand trend things to put it at your home or offices.

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ museum date or aquarium date.

ellie could go on and on and on about dinosaurs or planets even sharks! girly has so many interests that she just has so many fun facts to tell you about! "woah, baby look how big this thing is!" ellie excitedly said. "that's what she said" you joke and of course ellie snickers at your bad jokes but deep down she does find it funny.

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ late-night walks or drives are for sure your two favourite things to do besides cuddling.

late night walks when the two of you couldn't fall asleep and ending up at the park playing swings and just talking about the randomest thing ever and would probably go to the convenience store to buy strawberry and blueberry slushies. the two of you end up having purple tongues

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ mannnn, i know ellie loves hiking (that doesn't take a long time to reach up the hill). i feel like she would be a sporty girl (kinda?), i mean i know she would go to the gym and all that.

ellie is a curious girl and just loves to explore new things and be adventurous and she likes it when you tag along with her. you, ellie and her cameras !! her taking pictures of her pretty girl (you!!)

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ weeds and drinks combo and both of you laughing like an idiots while the soft wind brushes your skin

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ to be fair, whatever the two of you are doing together called dates! she just loves being around you and so do you!!

REMINDER !!

that neil is a zionist and therefore dont buy his games, doesnt matter remastered or not !!!

before you leave, have you DONATE TO PALESTINE today? ITS FREE TOO !!

[mj0702]

“Babe... Come ON!!!” you yelled down the hallway “... we're going to be LATE!!!”

“I just need to look good!!!” Georgia yelled back from the bathroom

“Then what's taking you so long???” you yelled smirking

“Smooth...” your girlfriend said as she walked past you pressing a quick kiss to your lips “... really smooth”

“Thank you... I have my moments” you grinned holding out the car key

“I'm driving?” Georgia raised her eyebrow

“I have a bet with Lucy going on that you lose your license till the end of the month... again.. can't win if I don't let you drive” you smirked and Georgias looked at you with a neutral face

“Not smooth...” your girlfriend grumbled “.... so not smooth”

“It's not like it didn't happen before...” you smirked “.... twice”

“It's not my fault everybody else doesn't know how to drive” Georgia blurted out

“Mhm... so driving 80 in a 50 zone... swearing at other drivers... parking in a non parking zone...” you counted off on your fingers “... and me personal favourite... harassing a police officer by tailgate them AND flip them off at the next traffic light”

“They weren't identifiable as police officers” Georgia defended herself

“Mhm..” you smirked as your girlfriend grumpily snatched the car key from your finger where it was dangling

“Six years of relationship and you're still mean to me...” your girlfriend grumbled

“Six years and there's still no ring on my finger” you grinned back enjoying teasing your girlfriend immensely

“I don't see a reason to rush things... Magda and P waited.... your sister waited... Keira's still waiting... we can wait” Georgia said like it's some sort of football law

“Maybe we don't take the dinosaurs as example...” you pointed out “... by all means... move at a glacial pace... you know how much that thrills me”

“I should've never introduced you to that movie” your girlfriend said flatly shaking her head in amusement

“It's a classic” you shrugged your shoulders opening the door to step outside in the warm Barcalonean evening knowing your girlfriend will follow

“Uh wait... you think I'll need a jacket? I mean it's still warm but we're outside right?” Georgia asked halfway down the stairs

“We're living for four years in Barcelona now... you still don't got used to the weather??” you asked stunned “... and yes to the jacket”

“Be back in a second” your girlfriend turned on her heals sprinting back up the stairs

“Come on Stanway....” you mumbled to yourself checking your watch again “... 10 minutes to find a jacket”

“I'm coming.... sorry” you heard Georgia looking up to see your girlfriend running down the stairs

“Oh no... absolutely NOT” you exclaimed

“What??” your girlfriend stopped halfway down the stairs

“No no no no no no” you pointed at the piece of clothing in her hand “You are NOT taking THAT jacket”

“Why not... it's a jacket” Georgia said confused “You said “yes to the jacket”... this is a jacket”

“No... you put it back” you said stunned “This is MY jacket... I got it from Alexia... YOU are staying far away from this jacket!!!”

“But Babe... it's just a jacket” your girlfriend tried to calm you down

“JUST a jacket? Alexia gifted it to me...” you screeched “... you get stains on EVERYTHING!! Your nickname is Stainway”

“I... I... I...” Georgia looked flabbergasted “... it's not!!!!”

“It IS” you shot back “... you bring that jacket back right now or you're going to freeze later because you won't wear it.. not tonight... not ever...”

“I can't believe you won't trust me with your jacket” your girlfriend said bewildered

“Stainway!!!” you just said crossing your arms in front of your chest

“I... I... I... ugh” Georgia threw her arms up in defeat “... yeah okay”

“Gracias...” you sing songed as your girlfriend stomped up the stairs again “Love you”

“Not love you too” your girlfriend grumbled back

“Eeeey... there you two are” Lucy opened the door smiling but her smile faltered when she saw Georgias dark face “Everything okay G?”

“Pay up Luce” you smirked biting your lip REALLY hard not to burst out laughing

“You serious Stanway????!!!!” your sister burst out shocked “Again??”

“Well... she made me late so I tried to save time” Georgia tried to defend herself

“I made you late?” you faked surprise

“I had to go back to change the jacket!!!” your girlfriend exclaimed

“She took Ales jacket?” Lucy leaned over to you for clarification

“Sí...” you chuckled

“Amateur...” your sister rolled her eyes finally stepping aside letting you in

“Where's the whale in law?” you asked looking around

“She might be pregnant but she's still fast and her throwing skills are still on point...” Lucy warned you but couldn't help to smile

“Heeeeey Oniiii...” you exclaimed OVERLY happy

“I heard you you annoying shit” Ona rolled her eyes but still pulled you in for a hug smiling “Hola G”

“Hola Rittersport” your girlfriend smiled back and you bursted out laughing

“Ritterwhat?” your sister asked confused

“Rittersport...” you laughed loudly “... it's... a german chocolate... it has a very.. interesting slogan”

“Slogan?” now Ona asked raising her eyebrow

“Quadratisch ��� praktisch – gut” you repeated holding on to the kitchen counter so you wouldn't fall over laughing

“I'm pretty sure it's some form of insult” Lucy mumbled “... but we're not getting into it... everyone is waiting for us... come on”

“You making Burger again?” Georgia perked up following Lucy outside

“She doesn't know how to make anything else” you yelled after the pair before turning to Ona “You okay Momma?”

“Sí” the spaniard laid her hand on her small pregnancy belly smiling softly

“If they act out... tell me... then we'll have a talk” you said seriously but Ona knew you just were making sure she was okay

“You can babysit” Ona grinned widely

“Ugh no... not taking your semen demon in” you shuddered

“Oh but you will...” the spaniard smiled darkly “... we can discuss this with Ale if you prefer”

“I LITERALLY moved to another country once Jorge and Sophie got theirs...” you exclaimed “... I don't want to move again”

“Stop acting all hard-ass...” the spaniard snorted “... we both know you're excited”

“Mi amor... Muppet... come on!!” you suddenly heard your sisters voice “... nearly ready for dinner”

“10 bucks say she burned half of the patties again” you deadpanned holding out your hand to Ona

“I say 3 out of the 12...” the spaniard grinned shaking your hand

“Hey Kei... hey Lau...” you said making room for yourself between Keira and Laura “... LauKei... so... LowKey... you really lived up to that”

“I don't know how it's possible but with 22 you're even more annoying than with 16” Laura smiled sweetly

“Keira... your GIRLFRIEND is mean to me” you immediately whined turning to Keira

“Fiancé...” Keira corrected you calmly cutting another piece of steak

“Fiancé then...” you waved off before you noticed what you just said “... wait WHAT????”

“Told you she'll need a hot second” Keira grinned widely at Laura

“I really had faith in you Schnucki” the brown haired woman scoffed

“When did THAT happen???” you exclaimed still in shock

“Last night... very romantic” your second Mom said still calm

“What... she played you some weird folk music and hid the ring in some Schnitzel?” you said your brain still couldn't comprehend the information

“Something like that...” Keira slightly smiled “.... you need a restart?”

“I think yes...” you stammered

“Of course Bitsy” the blonde smile slapping the back of your head

“Thank you” you said monotone “... oh my god.. you're getting married”

“I am” Keira now smiled seeing how the information gets digested by your brain

“I'm not wearing a dress” you immediately said but Laura and Keira saw how tears were forming in your eyes

“No you're not” Laura said softly “... Jumpsuit”

“You're getting married” you whispered again before launching yourself into Keiras arm pressing your face into her neck

“It's okay Bits...” Keira smiled but she felt her own tears forming

“I need to know the colour scheme” you suddenly ripped yourself away from Keira looking at Laura

“It's kind of obvious...” the dark haired woman said a little taken aback “Red and white”

“Ugh no” you groaned “... so mainstream”

“It's my countries colours and your countries colours” Laura exclaimed

“That's so...” you started to argue but realizing you had no point to prove “... fuck... that works”

“I'm not wearing a red jumpsuit...” you said seriously “... I'll look like a gigantic tampon!!!”

This made Keira and Laura burst out laughing while Luce quickly glanced over smiling softly when she saw your bewildered face

“Hey Luce...” Georgia appeared next to your sister her hands fidgeting nervously

“Yeah?” Lucy raised an eyebrow at your girlfriend

“Can we... like...” your girlfriend stammered nervously “... talk later... in private”

“Sure...” your sister shrugged her shoulders “... you both okay right?”

“Yeah... we're both okay” Georgia nodded her head furiously

“Good...” Lucy gave your girlfriend a quick nod “... you didn't knock her up right?”

“Of course not” your girlfriend exclaimed “We use protection”

“Wrong answer Stanway” your sister made a step towards your girlfriend “Your answer should have been “we don't have sex”....”

“But... Keira said lying is bad” Georgia held her hands up but quickly started to sprint away when Lucy lunged forward

“Come back here Stanway!!!” Lucy yelled running after Georgia “We'll talk about that”

“What did G fuck up now?” you looked at Ona expectantly

“Something about you having sex” the spaniard shrugged her shoulders biting off a piece of bread

“Ah.... the usual” you waved off stealing a sausage from Lauras plate

“Hey Luce...” you said later when everyone was seated “... great Burgers”

“Thanks Bubs... had enough time to train with your bottomless pit as a stomach” your sister smirked back

“Not my fault I had another grow spurt” you defended yourself

“You didn't... your still a midget” Lucy said and you kicked her shin hard under the table “OW”

“You're a midget” you huffed out

“Ehrm..” your sister just smirked

“On...” you started to whine when Ona quickly interrupted you

“Oh no....” Ona snorted “... you called me whale-in-law... don't come whining to me”

“So mean...” you grumbled falling against Keira “... so mean Kei”

“So mean” Keira chuckled pressing a kiss to your temple

“Aw damn” you heard Georgia groan and you quickly looked over seeing how your girlfriend put down her burger grabbing some napkins and started to clean her shirt

“THAT!!!” you exclaimed victoriously “THAT'S why I won't let you wear my jacket!!!”

“It's not me fault” Georgia looked up from her stain “Lucy put like a ton of ketchup on it!!!”

“Don't put that one on me Stainway....” your sister grinned “... not my fault that you're still unable to eat properly with 31 years of age”

“I swear G... you'll never ever gonna wear my Jacket...” you said seriously “... better... don't even touch it...”

“I just grabbed it because it was the first thing I saw” your girlfriend huffed continue to clean the ketchup off her white top

“Are we talking about the jacket or my sister?” Lucy raised an eyebrow making the whole table burst out laughing – except for Georgia who just had big eyes not knowing what to say anymore

“Hey Lucy...” Georgia came into the kitchen where Lucy was doing the dishes

“Grab a towel” Lucy just said her focus not shifting from her task

Georgia grabbed a towel and started to dry off the plates and glasses Lucy already cleaned

“Okay...” your sister said a few minutes later “... show me”

“Huh?” your girlfriend looked up at Lucy confused

“Show me the ring” Lucy said her voice and face not giving away anything

“Ring?” Georgia said bewildered

“You wanted to ask for my blessing...” your sister said nonchalantly going back to clean dishes “... so show me the ring so I can decide if I give it or not...”

“How did you know?” your girlfriend asked shocked

“G.... I love you but I also know you...” Lucy said smiling softly “... you coming up to me asking if we can talk in private... come on... not many options are there now...”

“I thought I did a good job” Georgia mumbled

“If it helps... Bubs has no idea” your sister smiled “... now... show me the ring.. you better picked a good one”

“I... don't have a ring right now...” your girlfriend said embarrassed “... I first wanted to talk to you and.... ask if you maybe... if you have time... help me pick one?”

“Good strategy Stanway....” Lucy smirked knowing how nerve wrecking it must be for the woman “... pick one... I know you'll pick the perfect one”

“But what if I'm not” Georgia mumbled

“You will... just listen to your heart okay...” your sister smiled finishing up “... now come on... our women are waiting”

[ssaeri]

for your eyes only

☆ tags: elliott x gn!reader, elliott and farmer are married, he writes love poems for his spouse and is told to monetize them, oh boy is he not happy about that ☆

You pat your pig's backside encouragingly and coo as it digs its snout into the ground, unearthing yet another truffle that you add to your basket. Can't believe you were worried about this one being the runt of its litter—it's quickly proving to be one of the fastest learners, taking to truffle hunting like a duck to water. It'll do just fine with the rest of the adult pigs.

Taking care of the farm by yourself has always been a gargantuan task, but as the years go by, everything grows bigger—the coops, the barns, the ponds, the crops, the expectations—and exhaustion wears you down to the bone. You sigh and push to your feet, ready to head into the nearest coop to collect more eggs. Collect animal products, drop them into churning machines, harvest and sell. It feels like the cycle never ends. Against your neck, the small mermaid's pendant slides on its chain, another reminder of your absent husband. An extra pair of helping hands made the daily work light; you wonder if it's selfish to ask him to stay home more often.

"I know, I know," you say to your angry chickens once you open the door. You miss your husband, but these girls like to remind you that they miss him more. "He'll be home soon. Bear with me, okay?"

After giving each of them pats on the head, a motion they accept with reluctance, you dig around the hay for eggs. The large chicken and dinosaur eggs are easy to spot, but for the delicate duck eggs, you prod every corner with your fingers until you come across something warm and smooth. You push away your hens as they peck at your hands. The ducks are fine with you. The chickens, however...how in the world did Elliott win them over?

Outside, your dog barks. A single warning to the intruder before the tone shifts into excitement. Someone familiar, then. Maybe Marnie is stopping by to give you some hay like she mentioned last night. With winter approaching, any addition to your reserves is appreciated, and you're already wiping your hands on your overalls to greet her.

"Hey, Marnie! I'm just in here—"

You stop in your tracks when the visitor raises his head, though he's not exactly a visitor. Elliott smiles as you draw close, ignoring the horde of chickens now lining the fence for his attention. Their wings flap, clucking loudly as they hit each other.

"Good morning, my love," he says over the noise, as if it really is the start to a normal day. His thumb reaches out to rub at a dirt smudge on your cheek. "Have you eaten yet?"

"Just some leftovers and coffee," you reply, dazed. Your husband tends to have that effect, and after two weeks apart, you feel it more than ever. You lean into his touch, comforting against your wind-blown skin. "I thought you were coming home tomorrow?"

"I decided to come back early. The office didn't need me today, anyway."

"You should've messaged me! I would've picked you up at the train station," you say. Behind him sits his traveling suitcase, the wheels speckled with mud from being dragged through the road. He steps in front of it. "Why don't you go get unpacked? I'll be done soon."

He leans his elbows onto the fence, tilting his head until his fiery hair spills over one shoulder. "You're rather quick to dismiss my presence. If I didn't know better, I'd say that you're unhappy to see me," he says, though his words hold no accusation. It's merely a way to boost his ego when you reassure him. After all, you practically radiate by his side. "Would you like me to help?"

You glance at the dress shoes, the slacks, the spotless cardigan that he's already shrugging off to reveal a clean pressed button-down. Not exactly farm-friendly attire. "No, I'll be alright by myself."

"I could go change really quickly," he offers in a suspicious rush.

You search his expression then, and underneath the joy of being back, there's...something. You squint, unable to make it out. Sure, he must've missed you, but this feels like it runs deeper than that. When you give him a nod, he hurries towards the house, your dog chasing and barking at his heels. True to his word, he's back in minutes.

The chickens are much more cooperative now, and you roll your eyes at how they parade around your husband. They even hop around the coop, showing him where they've hidden their eggs from your intrusive searching.

"Thank you, dearies," he says to the hens. You swear they swoon.

"A real heart breaker," you deadpan. "Have you told them you're married?"

He chuckles, taking your hand as you move into the barns next door. While you lay out new hay on the feeding bench, he unhooks the stools and milk pails and sets them on either side of the door. It's hard to believe that just a few months ago he barely knew how to approach your animals, let alone help you with the chores.

He whistles lowly, and the first cow trudges to his station, ready to be milked. You get settled at your own station. One of the newer goats skids to the front of the line, eager to be let outside. It's not quiet in the barn—it never is, not with twelve grown animals waiting for their turn—but when you call Elliott's name, he looks at you. His ponytail needs to be retied.

"So why'd you come home early?" The young adult goats don't have much milk, just enough for a small container. You pat its hind leg, and it runs into the crisp autumn air with an excited bleat.

"I missed the atmosphere of our farm. The fresh air of the valley is good for my creative soul, unlike the bustle of Zuzu City."

You only raise your eyebrows, and he sighs from your all-knowing gaze.

"You read me a little too well, my love."

"I sure hope so, after all this time together. Did something happen at the office?"

Since the release of his last collection of short stories, he's been invited to the city more often for author-related events. This latest stint, running a series of writing workshops in partnership with Zuzu University and the local community, was organized by his agent in hopes of bigger opportunities. Maybe even a guest lecturer contract, they've said on more than one occasion, though Elliott refuses to be apart from you for too long.

Elliott gives another sigh. "Something like that. I just...it was admittedly negligence on my part. I was in the middle of writing you another letter when someone required my presence down the hall. I thought that it'd be a quick matter, so I didn't clear my desk. But apparently one of the secretaries came looking for me while I was out."

"Did they read...?" You wrinkle your nose, knowing how private Elliott is about his unpolished work. He's even more private about what he writes for your eyes only. "I'm sure they were embarrassed."

"That's what bothers me the most! She had the audacity to bring it up in front of everyone when we had a meeting, even quoted a few lines—"

The cow groans as he moves particularly rough. He gives it an apologetic scratch under the chin.

"So for the past two days, everyone has been trying to talk me into releasing a collection of love poems, which I would have no issues with if it didn't stem from such a personal...I mean, the poems were addressed to my muse, and when I explained that it was you, they said that was even better. Something about how the romance will really sell." He frowns. "I like being able to support myself—contribute to our funds, you know—with my writing, but it's not...a commodity. I'm allowed to make art for the sake of making art."

His forehead is furrowed, and you would reach out to ease the frustration if your hands weren't busy.

"What's your plan now?"

He scoffs. "There's no plan regarding that. I completely refuse. It's quite insulting, in fact, the idea that I'd put my love on display for a paycheck."

It's relieving, you have to admit. Even after getting a taste of success, your husband remains the same person you said your vows to. The same romantic who holds you in such high esteem. There's so many emotions—namely affection—swirling in your chest, but you're not the writer so all you manage is a simple Okay.

"Okay," you say again for good measure, but he must understand you because his expression smooths. "So what do you want for lunch?"

[elliesmainhoe]

hiiii! i freakin love your writings so much it’s all so much fun to read !!! can i request ellie with a reader who has ADHD? as a person with madddd ADHD i’ve been thinking recently about how ellie would be with a partner who has it, i can just imagine her being so comforting when reader is overstimulated, or having a hard time focusing/getting work done bc of the adhd paralysis. i also like to think about ellie just sitting there like 🤩🥰🫶🏻😍 while listening to reader talk about their current hyper fixations and chuckling a bit when reader fumbles over their words bc their brain is moving to fast to keep up. maybe she would buy reader all kinds of fidget/stim toys and gets all smiley and proud of herself when reader gets excited about it :,)))

Ellie Williams Headcanons: Reader with ADHD

She's the sweetest girl ever 🥹

Is so so so considerate of everything- she's always looking for possible triggers

Loud noise? She's got your headphones. A crowd of people? She knows a quieter spot. Didn't take your meds? She's got spare.

It had definitely been one of your badder days. You woke up late, your hair was tangled and just wasn't doing what it was told, you couldn't eat breakfast and work was hectic, the cubicles seeming a lot louder than usual.

Ring. Ring Ring. Every phone ringing was screeching in your ears, the chewing of food from your coworkers in there respective cubicles overwhelming loud. Your head was pounding and your dress shirt just wasn't sitting right on your body, the scratchy material tight and uncomfortable against your skin.

You were hot and sweaty, your head was pounding and tears began to seep into your eyes. You looked over to the bottom right hand corner, looking at the time.

5:00pm. The time signalled your queue to leave the tall office building- you zoned out trying desperately to fend off the approaching attack and before you knew it your car was screeching onto the drive of the small suburban house you and Ellie had bought six months ago together.

The slam of the front door alerted Ellie of your arrival. She went downstairs going towards you immediately, this had happened before so she knew what you needed, she wordlessly took a hold of your hand and lead you upstairs into the bedroom.

She drew the blinds closed, turned of the lights and closed the door. She helped you take off your shoes, and strip down getting rid of the overwhelming scratchy feeling on your skin, instead helping you into your favorite nightdress, the scent of your washing powder comforting you, muffling your sniffles.

Ellie softly guided you to lay down on the soft bouncy mattress, over the top of the comforter and grabbed a makeup wipe, taking off the smothering creams and powders- allowing you to physically ease at the feeling of your skin being able to breathe freely.

You closed your eyes, the sweet silence calming you down and the feeling of Ellie's hand tangled in your hair grounding you.

"You alright now baby?" She whispered pressing a soft kiss to your nose.

"yeah thank you ells..."

(based of how I calm down from sensory overload- it's different for everyone!!)

She loves hearing about your hyper fixations!

Hearing you so passionate about your special interests make her swoon and fall even more in love with you 🥹

She does it too tho- you know loads about dinosaurs thanks to Ellie!

Your boss gets really annoyed when you don't get assignments done

But she helps you focus!!!

Her general vibe is really comforting, you and her go on work/study dates together so she can keep you on track.

Hand on your knee and a small "you gotta get back to work baby" when you go on a tangent ❤️

Girlie always has stim toys on deck-

Mouth stims, finger fidgets, squishes, pop-its.

Thinks the way you stumble of your words while your ramble is the most adorable thing in the world.

She's smitten.

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[aceofsnacks]

I did a tour of GO filming locations

It was around London, so I didn't get all of them, but the trip has been such a blast I just have to share the pics!

1. St James park: so many birds! And tourists. Which is good because the secret government agents wouldn't be able to feed so many ducks. I saw pelicans too—they were huge and pink and funny!!

2. Berkley Square (they actually didn't film anything here, but still): it's a giant construction site now. The only birds I spotted were parrots, so many of them, at least 5 nests, and loud too. No sane nightingale would ever come there, this much is true. But the song is referenced on one of the bench plaques <3

3. The Ritz / The Criterion: they both look nothing like the restaurant in the show (maybe the Criterion changed since 2019?) But both are fancy! When my rich uncle leaves me a giant inheritance and I find my 6000 year soulmate, I am so taking them out there, just you wait.

4. The Globe: this is my favourite theatre now!!!Macbeth was magnificent! And the standing tickets were so worth it: actors were down in the crowd and interacted with everyone! I got some of Macduff's blood on me! (Can't get this anywhere else :D) The Globe is closed in winter, so I'm already planning to buy tickets for next year.

5. The Bandstand and the-place-where-Gabriel-was-running: after marinating on Tumblr for so long I felt shocked seeing the word "bandstand" on a physical sign in the park. Like, put up a warning at least, my heart needs to be prepared?? The actual bandstand was at the same time smaller and bigger than I expected. Also those red bits—apparently they were there the whole time; I was imagining it black and white for some reason.

Also I met another crazy fan taking pictures of the bandstand in the rain, and I remember thinking, they have to be just as crazy as me xD

6. Tavistock square (where they switched bodies): the filming crew must have moved the benches around, because the square itself is so tiny and you can only match the scene background if you stand all the way back in the bushes. Surely there must have been a better way.

7. Crystal palace: just as I suspected, you can't see the dinosaurs from the bench because of all the trees in the way. The dinos are hilarious though, they look more like🗿and not like 🦖. In the show Warlock seems to have written a rude word on the teleosaurus info card, how dare he!

8. Tadfield (Hambleden, really): I thought, it's just two hours from London, easy day trip, in and out, what could go wrong. Cue to me stumbling over muddy fields in the dark surrounded by menacing sheep and regretting everything. The village is cute and English and has literally three streets and a post office and nothing else. And sheep.

9. Bonus round, my take on Aziraphale's bookshop xD "Seducing women? I think you've got the wrong shop!"

10. Bonus bonus round, food! (am I or am I not the ace of snacks after all?) An oyster recipe from Marcus Gavius Apicius' cookbook (Rome, 1c CE, stumbled upon it in the museum of Reading), and Eccles cakes (soooo sweet they don't calm people down but give them instant diabetes)

And that's it!! Thank you for reading all the way <3 Here is a secret snack 🍎

[flanpucci]

Hirohiko Araki's Manga Techniques - Continued | Creating a villain from scratch ~ The boy who loves mushrooms (english)

(Taken from JOJO Magazine winter 2023)

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Creating a villain from scratch ~ The boy who loves mushrooms

Kyouka is a character born from the already existing setting of Rohan and “Thus Spoke Kishibe Rohan”. As I mentioned last time, normally you'd start with a "protagonist", and then create a "villain" in contrast to him. But even if you don't have a theme, story, or setting, you can think of a villain character on its own. I'd like to explain how to do this in a live performance style, creating a character sheet from scratch.

My first idea was a simple one. I happened to have some books about mushrooms on the bookshelf in my office, so I thought, "What about a boy who likes mushrooms?" and started to expand on the image of the character. This time it's mushrooms, but if I had seen a book about dinosaurs instead of mushrooms, I might have made a character of a "boy" who likes dinosaurs. In this way, I think it's good to start by taking inspiration from things that you're currently interested in or involved in.

Now, regarding the name of this villain character, I named him "Kinjiro". You can think of the name at the beginning, or you can decide on it after filling in the other sections. In my case, naming is a matter of intuition, and in terms of manga, I think readers will be more interested if it contains the character "kin" (fungus). If a mushroom had a cool name for example, using it would be a great way to make up a cool manga character name.

At this point, all that's been set and decided is that Kin Jirou is a "villain who likes mushrooms”. From here on, which section of his profile to fill in first will vary depending on each character, but this time I think that the "special skills" section is the most essential part of his character. So, in that section I’ll write "Has been interested in mushrooms since he was born, and knows everything about the mushrooms that grow in his hometown”, for example if they taste good, or bad, which seem obvious, but also maybe "Knows that there are mushrooms that grow here that will make you hallucinate, or erase your memory if you eat them", maybe even mushrooms that are deadly if you were to eat them, or mushrooms that will make your senses go haywire. In any case, although I’m an amateur when it comes to mushrooms, I’ll have to make it sound like I’m an expert, or rather someone who knows an unusual amount about all kinds of mushrooms, so when I draw them in the manga, I'll note “research needed” as to what kind of mushrooms are likely in that situation.

After that, I ask myself what to do with his face and physical appearance. I established that "It would be interesting if he was a little chubby," and "He could be slightly overweight," and built upon that to gradually create Kin Jirou's visual appearance in my head. The next important thing is Kinjiro's upbringing and environment. Family relationships form the basis of the character, so in the character sheets, I try to determine to a certain extent what kind of people his parents are and what kind of family he grew up in. Even if I don't actually draw it in the manga, if I have an image of the character in my mind, I can feel the character's blood flowing through his veins, as if he was really “there”.

Now, as for Kinjiro's father's occupation, it actually can't be just anything. Because, when you think about why Kinjiro became so fond of mushrooms, it's natural to think that he was born and raised in an environment that was somehow related to mushrooms. So, I came up with the idea of ​​his father being "head chef of a three-star restaurant." In this case, mushrooms would feel familiar since they’re used by his father as cooking ingredients, so it makes sense that Kinjiro would become a "mushroom lover." If this father had been an incredible, “achieving 2 Michelin stars in a row” kind of chef, people would think, "Kinjiro must have a complex about his father," or "They probably have a pretty twisted parent-child relationship," and that’s where the twisted side of Kinjiro’s personality would take shape.

Starting the story

We could set up other family members besides the father, including the mother and other siblings, but for now, the character Kinjiro is complete as long as he has a father, so we'll move on to the other sections. After the name, body type, special skills, and family relationships, the next essential thing we need to think about is "what does this character want to do?", that is, his "motivation." You can’t start a manga plot with just "Kinjiro, who loves mushrooms,", so we have to think about why would Kinjiro use his knowledge of mushrooms to do something. For a "good", hero protagonist, it is necessary to have a motive that readers can sympathize with and that is favorable in light of the reader's natural sense of morals, such as justice or friendship, but since Kinjiro is a villain, we can directly reflect basic human desires in his motives.

When thinking about Kinjiro's motives, I suddenly wondered, "Is this guy popular with girls?" Normally, it'd be hard to imagine a chubby boy who likes mushrooms being popular, but maybe it would be interesting to imagine him as "surprisingly popular with girls." What kind of girl would Kinjiro be aiming to make his girlfriend? For example, what if there was a rich young lady who came to his father's restaurant almost every day, and he started to like her for some reason... I thought a bit about it, and wrote a memo that says “Wants the rich young lady to be his girlfriend”, “His father’s customer”, and “Desire”.

Once you have decided on this, all that remains is to come up with ideas for schemes and tactics for Kinjiro to achieve his goal of "making the young lady his girlfriend." From what I've researched a little, mushrooms have a network of mycelium, like a web that connects them to each other, so he could use that to trap the young lady, or Kinjiro could discover a secret mushroom that no one knows yet, and put it in the food the young lady will eat. Depending on your imagination, there are an infinite number of possibilities. You could also research mushrooms in science magazines and use any interesting ideas you find. At this stage, it's important to just keep coming up with ideas, like "What about this?" or "Maybe we can use this too." Even if something doesn't seem relevant at first glance, it can suddenly become necessary as the story moves forward.

If we think about it in JoJo terms, the story could unfold like this: One day, Kinjiro realizes that he has a special ability that lets him induce hallucinations from the sauce on leftover dishes from customers at his father's restaurant. Therefore, he tries to use that ability to make the young lady his girlfriend... This Kinjiro is becoming more and more dangerous (lol).

Slowly and steadily refining the character sheet

Just by deciding on the spot that Kinjiro "likes mushrooms”, and filling in the main items of the character sheet, the character of Kinjiro is pretty much complete, but it only takes about 30 minutes to get to this stage. However, this is not the end. If this stage is half-baked, I could get into dead ends as I continue drawing the manga, so from here on, I’ll go back to refine it many times.

When I meet with my editors, I get comments like "I don't really understand this" and "Wouldn’t it be good to include that?" on the personal history and ideas I've written, so I'll say "Well, how about doing it like this" and "No, I think that's not right" and solidify my ideas through repeated exchanges. If I were to show Kinjiro's personal history to the editor, I'm sure he would say, "Kinjiro's goal is to make this young lady his girlfriend, but what does he like about her?" and "What part of her makes her so great?", so I decided I had to make a character sheet for her too. Since I decided the young lady was "rich," fashion and academic background are elements of importance. I'll also carefully think about the episodes that explain why Kinjiro fell in love with her.

It would be fine to just say, "He fell in love with her because she was kind to him," but just like when I decided on Kinjiro's father's occupation, it's important to come up with ideas related to mushrooms as much as possible to fit the theme of "Kinjiro the mushroom lover.” There are many possibilities, such as the young lady being able to recognize the taste of mushrooms in the sauce very well, or Kinjiro was walking in a place where mushrooms grow and the young lady happened to come by and he liked some kind of behavior or gesture from her very much. After that, if you create the character of the father, which is the key, you can make more and more stories.

Since Kinjiro is a villain, the natural progression of the story is that he’s "heading towards trouble," and if we are to make Kinjiro the “main villain”, or villain main character, we must have him confront a character who stands in his way. His antagonist could simply be a detective, but if it was someone in his family, the suspense would be heightened. It could be his grandmother who is always watching what he does and thinks “Hm? Something’s wrong with Kinjiro”, or maybe if the father became suspicious of Kinjiro's actions, then the head chef of a three-star restaurant with a genius sense of taste would become the enemy, and I think he would be a pretty big obstacle for Kinjiro.

What we must not forget at this time is that the basic pattern of characters in shonen manga, independently of if they are heroes or villains, is that they have to "grow". That's why the characters are always forward-looking, and why the all villains in “JoJo”, Dio, Kira Yoshikage, and President Valentine for example, affirm their own "evil" and walk their own path without worrying. Characters who grow in this way clash strongly with each other, which is what makes the battles interesting.

The fate of manga that even its creator cannot resist

The process I've written so far is something I've done all  throughout my career as a manga artist, and I always create the enemy characters in “Thus Spoke Kishibe Rohan" this way. If I were to continue making Kinjiro's story into a real manga, the opening would definitely focus on how much Kinjiro loves mushrooms. If I were to quickly finish that and move on to the next story, readers would probably think, "This is a story about a boy who loves mushrooms, so draw more about mushrooms!" In other words, Kinjiro's story is all about "loving mushrooms."

Last time, I said "All elements are created simultaneously," the four foundation pillars of a manga - "characters," "story," "setting," and "theme" - are naturally decided as the characters are created. In the case of Kinjiro, he is a character who has a close relationship of cause and effect with mushrooms, so if the story and setting do not integrate this, the manga will feel strange. For example, it’s not possible to suddenly decide that "Kinjiro is actually very good at soccer" and turn it into a sports manga, and in that sense, even if the author thinks despite everything, "I want to include a story about soccer after all," he cannot do as he pleases. In other words, by making Kinjiro a character who "loves" mushrooms, it is the fate of a manga in which Kinjiro appears to be "a mushroom manga." I think it would be possible to take advantage of this, set the stage in some fictional world, and depict the mushrooms in a fantasy setting kind of style.

When drawing manga, you must be careful not to deviate from what might be called the "rules" of that manga. If you feel like something is off while drawing, you are probably drawing something superfluous, that is outside the “rules”. If you’re tempted by thoughts like “If I want my manga to sell, I should include a character like “XX” from that worldwide hit”, or if your editor tells you to aim for something that would sell better, I recommend that you consider whether or not that will be a fit for the manga you are currently trying to draw. In most cases, it will probably not fit, but when that happens, you should be confident and properly depict the fate of the manga you are trying to draw. Even if you are worrying “Will the world accept such an ordinary and ugly character?”, I think as long as the manga's "four foundation pillars" are properly integrated, it will actually turn out fine. Generally, I don't think that popular manga artists really understand whether their work will be a hit or not when they’re drawing it.

From the basics to an original manga: Aim for the royal road of manga!

I mentioned this last time, but I'm sharing my creative techniques, knowing that it may be detrimental to me, because I think it would be a shame for talented aspiring manga artists to give up their hopes without knowing about these things. However, when I say "my creative techniques," I don't mean to convey my own unique know-how; I'm trying to explain the universal "royal road" that is common to many "masterpieces" of novels, movies, and manga.

The contents of "Manga Techniques" and "Manga Techniques - Continued" can be said to be like a "guide" for walking the "royal road". In order to reach your destination, you don't necessarily have to follow the map, but rather, I think it is important to find your own path and reach a place no one has been before. Deliberately go off to the side to see a different view, or discover that "there was another way to get there". In the event that you get lost, look back at the map, confirm where you are standing now, and determine how to get back on the right path. " Manga Techniques" and " Manga Techniques - Continued" are there for that purpose, so if you use what is written here as an instruction manual to draw manga, you will not be able to draw something great.

To conclude, I'll give you one more hint to help you walk your own path with this map in hand. I think you can pretty easily achieve drawing a great first manga if you take inspiration from your life experience, and draw the world you know firsthand. However, from the next one onwards, it won't be that easy. That's why it's important to take in things you don't know, especially what is being thought about in the world today, so to speak, the atmosphere of the times. Even if it's not directly related to manga, I think it's important to have an attitude of trying to learn about the times and society by reading the news every day. The reason is that the actions of characters are surprisingly related to the mechanisms of the world, and if you draw them without knowing anything about them, you often end up thinking, "Oh, something doesn't feel right." As I wrote in "Villains Need Philosophy," in order to properly depict the "evil" of villains, it is essential to know the times and society in which you live, and this is something I myself am studying while drawing manga.

"Manga Techniques" is a book that, frankly, puts me at a disadvantage, because it reveals trade secrets. "Manga Techniques - Continued" also reveals a lot of trade secrets, knowing it will put me at a disadvantage. In particular, the process of creating Kinjiro is pretty much exactly the process that I always go through while discussing with my editor. But the reason I am sharing my savoir-faire in this way is because I strongly hope that among those who read this, there will emerge a manga artist who creates a work that will completely change the world. If one day I come across something that I really want to say, maybe I'll continue talking about it somewhere.

(Translation by Flanpucci)

[angry-teacher-says-fuck]

A foul-mouthed teacher's take on Gen Alpha

Can we stop saying that gen alpha is DOOMED?! They just fucking got here!

fucksake, they just hit sixth grade. We are registering the warning signs right now; the lack of respect or empathy, the inability to read , the need for instant gratification OR ELSE, and don't get me started on this Sephora bullshit. Yeah, it's looking pretty bad.

The fact is though, we are their skibidi gyatdamn parents! This is our wakeup call to do better. So here's a list of a few things that might improve the situation.

If you've got a younger child, please do not get them on an i-pad until they are at least 4. Even as an educational tool, they are no replacement for the hands-on and interpersonal learning that their developing brain needs. Talk to them, give them blocks and balls and plenty of things that they can safely place in their mouths. These things help them build a deeper understanding of the world that later social skills and academic stuff can anchor to. At pre-school a little supervised and directed exposure to educational programs can be a good supplement, but do not leave them to use screens feely. As they get into middle school, you should still be aware. There are a lot of dangers on there that tweens don't have the experience yet to recognize and it's a lot wierder than you think.

2. On that note, If you must put them in front of the TV (no shame, it has to happen from time to time in this late-stage capitalist hellscape) for the love of fuck, please pay attention to what they are watching! I cannot begin to tell you, as a teacher, what a difference this can make. Don't trust that everything on Nick jr or Disney is your friend no matter how colorful or silly it looks. Watch a couple episodes either on your own or with them to determine if it has substance or if its values are ones you are ready to expose your children to (I was shocked when I sat down to watch the original Thomas the Tank Engine).

I'll do another post on shows I recommend sometime but as a teacher, PLEASE let most of their TV time be PBS Kids. I shit you not, I can tell the difference between the kids that primarily watched Paw Patrol and the kids that watched Dinosaur Train.

For younger kids, violence is a no, for sure; their brains are still developing and no matter how smart they are, a toddler is not prepared to process whatever nuance you as an adult may have the context for. You don't want to normalize it.

The same goes for adult humor. I have had to send too many kids to the office because of a racial slur or sexist comment that they pulled straight from Southpark or Family Guy. That shit should not be happening!

3. From obscure, seemingly cutesie philosophies that turn out to be cults, to the fucking manosphere and any number of hate-groups that have perfected the art of planting-the-seed with kids, you need to keep them off social media, including Tik-tok and Youtube. There are parenting aps that can block these and limit screen time, but even they cannot be used as a "set it and forget it" solution.

4. Failing all of this, the most important thing you can do for your kids may be to actually converse with them. Sit and watch some shows with them, listen to their interests, let them talk your ear off about their favorite game. Normalize them sharing with you and do this as early as possible. The benefits are numerouse

A. It opens up the lines of communication. You can identify trouble a lot faster and support their goals a lot easier when you have this going for you.

B. It establishes early that you are a safe person to share things with. This is invaluable as they get older, and for keeping them safe at any age.

C. It gives them a chance to utilize RECALL PRACTICE. this is an often overlooked brain booster, but recalling information so they can share it with you, actively helps gear their developing brain for future learning by making it easier for them to call on and access information at will.

D. It builds confidence When you take time to listen to them, you are showing them that their input is valuable; that the things that interest them are worth sharing. There may be times when it is not appropriate, and you can guide them on that, but giving them the respect of listening when you can will help them recognize their worth when future "friends", colleagues, and partners consistently dismiss them or shame them for it.

E. It builds socio/emotional intelligence and models respectful dialogue.

5. Read to them and with them. Even if you aren't a reader, listen to audio-books. Give them a chance to practice their reading skills and comprehension. Normalize the idea that reading is enjoyable.

5. Finally, understand this: you are not being an authoritarian when you set rules and enforce them. They are going to test boundaries, not because they are bad, not because they crave a lack of restriction, but because they need to know that they are there in order to feel secure. There are as many new fads for parenting as there are diets, but whatever parenting style you choose, be firm and consistent with your core rules and principles. your kids, and the people who have to interact with them, will be better off for it.

And cut yourself a bit of slack too. Parenting is tricky, and there are new challenges we are having to learn quickly as we go. It doesn't help that our generation caught so much shit, but we cannot simultaneously be parents AND continue to be victims. Seek out support, and give it whenever you can. We have to recognize our worth and our importance to this generation and take a stand now for their well being.

You are their parent and you play a very needed, active role in their lives.

[jessefandomunited]

Stuck together part two

This is a Daniel atlas X reader . I try my best to put no names or y/n , gendered language or anything of that nature so that people to project themselves onto the reader as much as possible .

Setting is you're new to the horsemen you are the new escape artist of the group and for some reason Atlas is just always knit picking your parts of the performance to the point where you barely talk to him outside of practice, what is his deal!? But when you two are stuck together after a show gone wrong you may in fact figure out he has a soft side to his control freak ways

Miles passes and I noticed Atlas was getting more anxious. I didn't want to be the one to break the silence but he was freaking me out ," what is it?" He jumped slightly at my voice I think he completely forgot I was even there . " were ... out of gas," he said pointing vaguely at the gage . I looked around us and saw just empty roads . " FUCK," I hissed pinching the bridge of my nose ," well what now ." The engine was beginning to cough and sputter when Atlas said ," I don't ...hey is that a motel?" Relief washed over me as I saw the glowing neon "Vacancy " sign flashing . " perfect we can call the guys to pick us up here tomorrow," I sighed in relief. They could pick us up tonight but since everyone was out looking for us we all needed to lay low.

We got out of the car and grabbed out small bags which had our phones, a change of clothes , cash , and some granola bars, the bare necessities. The place looked dirty but enough for a place to lay over for the night. I strolled into the front office and smiled at the sweet old lady behind the counter, " hey me and my friend were passing through and he's about to fall asleep behind the wheel so we just needed a place to sleep for a night." She looked at us and nodded ," yes we do have a room open, only one though I apologize we got so darn busy out of no where ." I smiled and said ," isn't that how it always goes, I'm sure it'll be just what we need ." She nods and tells me the price while pressing some buttons on a dinosaur of a computer. I go for my money but Atlas places it on the counter first , like it was a competition or something. " oh perfect here are your keys , room 22," she said handing us a old brass key , this place really needed to get with the times. We nodded and I said a light thank you as we made our way to the room.

This place felt straight out of a horror movie but I was honestly getting so tired I didn't care if I did get murdered. Of course Atlas had the key and was already unlocking the door when I trudged up beside him. He had to jump against the door to get it to open and when he did he fell inside which made me laugh. " ooof rough time buddy," I said stepping over him to get into the room. The moment I did, my laughing stopped. The room was way smaller than I thought it would be. It seemed like a very sketchy looking bathroom but the issue at hand, one bed. I froze as the realization dawned on me what was going to happen. I knew neither me nor Atlas would sleep on the floor and even though this place looked sketchy it would be even worse sleeping in the car. " what are you... oh," Atlas said coming to the same conclusion as me as he got to his feet. We did the slightly glance at eachother before I headed to the bathroom as he locked the door.

I showered trying not to think about what I was going to have to do. It wasn't just the idea of sharing a bed with Atlas that was an issue, my issue was every night after something stressful happens I have the worst nightmares I toss and turn all night it sucks, and almost getting caught by the FBI, yeah that counted. I pleaded with my brain to just sleep tonight as I climbed out of the shower. After drying off I put on my more comfortable outfit to sleep in . I walked out and Atlas had put a pillow wall in the middle of the bed and was already either sleeping or pretending to sleep I didn't know which. I honestly didn't care I turned off my light and climbed in . As I tried to get comfortable Atlas said ," can you relax I'm trying to sleep. " I gridded my teeth and sharply turned from the pillow wall and closed my eyes, pleading once again that I'd sleep through the night.

[papergirllife]

Johnny Suh, Jeong Jaehyun

Santa! Jaehyun x reader x Polar bear hybrid! Johnny

Synopsis:

What happens when you, a Santarina, one of the many helpers Santa has, screws up big time by sending an inappropriate gift? And to top it off, his best friend from the other department comes knocking on Jaehyun's door in the midst of the scalding heat that's happening at North pole...

Warnings: this is a self-indulgent crack fic, misuse of candy canes, food play, 'oh there's no lube' trope, slight breath play, cream pie, soft towards the end, intoxicated sex, unprotected sex, knotting, slight cum inflation, etc.

Don't like, don't read. Hate comments would be deleted then blocked, thank you

Unbeknownst to others, Santa isn't one person, it's several people overseeing a few regions, and the tradition of Santas delivering gifts on their own has changed in the last few decades, a special and secret unit of Santarinas have been created in lieu of the increasing inches added to the Santas' waists (and the fact that sneaking in like thieves have replaced the classic drop down the chimney acts), but there's a newly elected Santa in the region you're working for, Mr Jeong Jaehyun. He's been in position for a few years now, and needless to say, he's had the Santarinas falling head over heels for his charming good looks.

You huff at the expanse of paperwork you'd have to finish by the next Christmas, scratching your head at this next report you have to submit to reason 'why' a 15 year old wanted a remote controlled dinosaur for Christmas, yes, the lot of you still give gifts to kids up till they're 18, their parting gift.

You decided to put 'immaturity' as the reasoning when someone called your name, your boss appearing over your cubicle.

"Santa's looking for you, missy, and he's not happy, don't be too surprised if you need to pack your bags and leave north pole tomorrow," she says before swinging her hips away to pester some other poor santarina or elf under her supervision.

You swallow a lump down your throat, following your supervisor to the 'big room'.

The room is burgundy red, a stark difference from the bright red and dark green the rest of the office has, in the middle sits Jaehyun, even though there's a prominent glare on his face, he looks as gorgeous as ever, the first few buttons of his red suit unbuttoned, his hair tousled attractively, seemingly as if he's ran his hand through his hair a few times, which he probably did, seeing how stress he looks.

"You may leave now, Ms Lee," Jaehyun says before turning to you, "and you, explain why you gave an 18 year old girl a toy as a Christmas gift," Jaehyun demands, his arms crossing over his chest, further enhancing his cleavage and with the added view of his biceps, you're going to leave this room unemployed and panties drenched if he keeps this up.

"I, um, I thought it'd be a great goodbye and welcome to adulthood gift?" You say uncertainly, eyes avoiding his piercing gaze, but just one look of disappointment on his face gives you the need to explain yourself further, "she wanted it a long time though, I double checked and triple checked her cart on that site, I could go check up on her right now, if she doesn't like it I'll fix this mess immediately-

"There's nothing you can do to fix this mess, thank god I took a glance at the paperwork before it was sent off to HQ, I had to create some bullshit excuse to make up for your mistakes, I don't know how tight lipped the accounting department would be, but if shit gets out, you're going to say you accidently bought a sex toy thinking you were using your own personal card instead of the cooperate card, do you understand?" Jaehyun says, his tone stern and unforgiving.

"Understood," you said meekly, hands clasped together nervously as you prepare for the worse, "are you going to fire me now?" you ask, wanting to get over this as soon as possible.

"Fire you?" Jaehyun asks as he rounds his big oak table, "it would be a shame to let go of a slut like you, wouldn't it? Who would've thought of looking through someone's Adam and Eve's wishlist other than a whore like you?" Jaehyun says with a slight rumble in his chest, is it because he's mad or because he's turned on? "How about we make a deal, you've given so much stress to me the past day, it would be....appropriate if the source of my stress becomes my aid of distressing, isn't that right, slut?" Jaehyun leans back in his chair, eyes looking at you expectantly.

"Yes, sir," you said with a dazed tone, your dirty fantasies playing out before your eyes.

"Sir? That's not really my cup of tea," Jaehyun says with a tilt of his head, eyes still staring into yours.

"Daddy?" you try, if you get this right, you wonder how many kinks the two of you share in common.

"Come to daddy, baby, sit on Santa's lap," Jaehyun demands, patting his thighs invitingly.

You cross the few steps to Jaehyun eagerly, until the very last step, you hesitate, your nerves firing up, what if he's only joking? What if he's pulling a prank to humiliate you?

Before you could overthink the situation any further, Jaehyun grasps your hips with his strong hands, manhandling you onto his lap.

A shocked gasp leaves your lips, but before you could process what has happened, you feel Jaehyun's pouty lips on your neck, inhaling your scent.

"Sweet."

You tilt your head back to give Jaehyun more access, shuddering when you feel his sharp teeth graze the expanse of your neck.

Jaehyun gauges your reactions, a sly smile on his face when he feels you squirming on his lap, he bares his mouth, sucking large purple marks onto your neck, your core drenched at the thought of walking out of his office with Jaehyun's touch written all over your body, letting everyone know.

Your squirming movements have led to something hard poking at your ass, and being none the wiser, you grinded back onto his cock without permission, earning a spank on your butt, a moan falling from your lips.

"I thought I was going to get a present on Santa's lap," you say, turning your head over to face Jaehyun with a pout.

"Presents or punishments, it's entirely up to you, baby," Jaehyun says before holding your jaw in his big hands, mushing your cheeks together to place a sloppy, possessive kiss on your lips, your hands bunched up in his red velvet top, his enthusiasm fueling you to go further, thinking of sliding your hands down his chest, but before you could do so, the door of his office bursts open, freezing at your movements, you turn back to stare at the intruder, heat rushing up your cheeks when you realise it's Jaehyun's best friend, the polar bear hybrid that heads his fellow polar bear hybrids in moving gifts onto sleighs.

"Well, looks like Mr Santa is having an early celebration, guess me and this bottle of whisky's got to look for some other company tonight," Johnny muses before he retreats a few steps to close the door, but before he could so, Jaehyun cuts in.

"Why don't you join us, you worked hard too, don't you think, baby?" Jaehyun asks, his warm hands running up and down your thighs.

You nod your head, not trusting your voice, you brain isn't registering the fact that two of the most popular men in your region department are going to have you for the night.

"Well, if the lady's welcoming me, it'd be rude for me to turn down the offer," Johnny says before stepping back in, locking the door.

Jaehyun turns his attention back to you, "get on your knees to suck Santa's candy cane, baby," Jaehyun orders, maneuvering your hips down for you.

You immediately comply, hands flying to undress Jaehyun, pulling his dress pants and boxers down in one go, his big cock springing up from its confines, hitting you in the face.

"Sorry, babe, guess it was excited to see you," Jaehyun says, petting your hair, guiding your head to his dick.

You wrap your lips around him, gentle hands reaching under, gently playing with his balls, cupping them while you tongue his tip, alternating between sucking his head and deep throating his length, earning groans of pleasure from the delicious man above you that send shocks of pleasure down to your core.

Busy pleasuring Jaehyun, you briefly forgot about Johnny's presence, until you feel him tugging up your skirt and your panties down.

"You got this wet just from sucking Jaehyun off, baby?" Johnny asks from behind you, hands grasping onto your cheeks, pulling them apart to reveal your puckered hole.

"You ever played with yourself here, baby?" Johnny asks before he drips a wad of spit down your opening, stuttering in your movements.

"How about I prep you with the candy cane challenge?" Johnny asks, you freeze in your movements, mind blanked.

You heard of the challenge. Every year on New Year's Day, anonymous accounts from your region would upload photos of their ass jammed up with candy canes on the 'after work' forum page, the person, identity unknown of course, with the most candy canes sticking out their ass wins.

You nod your head, not trusting your own voice, mentally preparing yourself for what's to come, not that you're against the idea, but the most you had in your butt was a small dildo, and Johnny's a polar bear hybrid, they're known for being big.

Johnny smiles slyly at your sudden shy demeanour, propping up your butt.

"This is going to get very interesting," Jaehyun muses, trying to keep his eyes open despite the pleasure streaming through his veins when you continued your ministrations on him.

You hear a pop of a bottle before you feel the cold drink drip down your crack, shivering at the contact.

"Sorry, baby, I don't think Jaehyun's got any lube in his office," Johnny apologises before breaching your rim with a finger, you hum a moan around Jaehyun's cock, his length constricting around your throat.

Jaehyun muffles a moan in his throat before he cums down your throat, spurts of warm liquid filling your belly.

When you were busy endulging in that sated feeling, you feel Johnny sliding his fingers out, trading it for a single candy cane, you're not sure how thick a single candy cane is, but when you saw the jar of candy on Jaehyun's table, it looked no less than 1 centimetres in thickness and maybe 6 inches long, you have no idea why Jaehyun stocks up on big candy canes throughout the office, maybe it's a Santa addiction.

As Jaehyun rides out his high with a hand on your hair, Johnny slides in another candy cane, fucking you open with the hooks of the candy, watching with lustful eyes as he watches your ass swallow the long candy, he adds two more into your rim, he moves the canes around, trying to locate that one spot that would make you scream his name when he's going to have his way with you, when Johnny hit a particular angle, your jaw slacks, having pulled out a moan from the man behind you, releasing Jaehyun's tip from your warm mouth.

"What a shame, I was enjoying her cockwarming me, but guess it's a sign for me to join the fun," Jaehyun notes before shuffling to the jar on the floor, picking up two candy canes, stuffing them into your ass, totaling the score to six candy canes, you're only halfway to last year's record, given that this challenge started 3 years ago, no one has topped last year's record of 12.

"She'll have to take lots more to fit me," Johnny muses before stuffing another three in your ass, he's given up on fucking you open now, just enjoying the sight of your ass being ruined by him and his best friend.

"I think she'll need at least 15 to take you, dude," Jaehyun says with a chuckle before putting another two in.

Your mind is getting hazy now, the feeling of being so full making you dumb, and the two men's comments aren't helping in the slightest.

"15?? Yeah, no, make it 20 at least," Johnny says with all seriousness before putting another two inside you, is it ten yet? You feel so stretched, you really hope you won't bleed after this.

As if hearing your thoughts, Jaehyun pours more whisky down your ass, but it goes amiss, cursing, he adjusts the angle of your butt, tilting it upwards and pouring the whisky onto the candy canes, letting it flow down into your ass before you feel someone shove another two into your butt, the stretch burning less now that there's more lubricant.

You don't know how long they keep repeating this cycle, but you could feel the whisky getting to your head even though you're good at handling your alcohol.

Before you knew it, the prodding of candy and whisky stops, the two men stand up to get a better look at you, your ass up in the air while your head rests on Jaehyun's chair, chest heaving from the mix of pleasure and alcohol in your system.

"I think we have a world record here, Jae, she's definitely beaten the forum's record," Johnny says with a proud tone, a warm fuzzy feeling sinking into your belly.

"By a lot?" you hear Jaehyun ask.

"By ten, she's got twenty two candy canes up her ass, now she's ready for a big boy like me," Johnny announces, but before you even think of pushing all the candy out, Jaehyun shuffles around his office for something.

"You don't mind me taking a picture right, baby? It'd be a waste not to post this on the forum, we're so proud of you, baby," Jaehyun definitely knows how to sweet talk, getting you to agree, it'd be a waste not to break the forum's record after all your hard work, right? No one's going to know it's you anyways.

You hear a snap of a shutter before Jaehyun comes shuffling in front of you, showing you your ruined asshole, bulging with so many candy canes, you're sure they opened a new pack of it just to complete the challenge.

"Isn't your hole so pretty, baby? Now it's time for part two of our little game," Johnny tells you before lifting you up from the ground, placing you on Jaehyun's desk, walking to the other side to fuck you properly, as you deserve of course, and before you knew it, you felt Johnny pull all the candy canes out your ass, leaving you gaping, and uncomfortably empty, you whine at the sudden loss in your butt, arching your ass up in silent notion of telling Johnny to hurry up and fuck you.

You hear a snicker behind you as Jaehyun takes a seat back on his own office chair, lightly jerking himself off, he's going to enjoy the view of your titties jiggling when his friend fucks you from behind.

Before you could whine any further, Johnny slides himself into your warmth, shuddering at the slight sticky residue the candy had leftover.

"Fuck, this isn't like anything I've felt before, holy shit," Johnny curses before pulling out, leaving the tip inside before slamming himself back into you, earning a scream of his name from you, silently thanking Jaehyun that his office is sound proofed, or he'd have lots of explaining to do.

Johnny busies himself by occupying a hand on your breast while the other is rubbing quick circles on your clit, his rough finger pads from all the moving has your legs twitching in pleasure, he wants to make a good impression if he doesnt want this to be the last time you let him hit.

You thought you'd be able to last quite a bit, but Jaehyun's suddenly standing up, his cock red at the tip, you know he wants more, so you open your mouth wide, but what you didn't expect was for him to shove one of his balls into your mouth, engulfing one of the most sensitive parts of his body into your mouth.

You suck and lick gently, switching for his other sack when you feel him tap your shoulder, slobbering onto his balls because, god, Johnny's fucking you brainless, once he's coated with your spit, he pulls away from you.

"Lift her up, Johnny, I wanna cum in her tight little pussy," Jaehyun says before you feel Johnny clasp a hand over your neck, pulling you up against his chest as if you weigh nothing, bless polar bear hybrids for having abnormal strength because you wouldn't have the energy to hold yourself up this way.

You let out a whimper when you feel Jaehyun thrust his whole length into you, giving you no time to adjust before he starts fucking you alongside his best friend, the feeling of two cocks almost breaching your thin walls separating your two holes is making you delirious, you're so far gone into sub space that all you could do was blabber words like 'so big' and 'so full' between moans of the word 'daddy' and Johnny's name.

Suddenly, the string in your core snapped and you could feel the pleasure from the tips of your toes to the pleasure points of your whole body, squirting onto Jaehyun's dick, coating him with your cum.

But the two men that have you sandwiched between them are still relentless, not stopping until they push you into overstimulation, you could feel tears prickling at the corner of your eyes and you swear you had another mini orgasm when Johnny and Jaehyun finally came together, fucking into your lifeless body with sloppy thrusts to milk the last of their orgasms, but what took you by surprise was that you haven't felt Johnny cumming despite him stopping, and that's when you felt it, the base of his cock chubbing up.

You gasp at the odd feeling, looking back in panic only to see Johnny smiling at you warmly.

"This is why I needed to stuff your ass with 22 candy canes, baby. Polar bear hybrids have knots, unlike those pretty boy elfs that you're used to fucking," Johnny says, not sure if he's implying your long term casual fling partner Jaemin or your recent one, Renjun, has he been keeping an eye on you?

You nod defeatedly, knowing that Johnny is probably the biggest you're ever going to have, and before you knew it, you feel thick ropes of cum streaming into your ass, filling you up with so much cum that Jaehyun pulls out to inspect the slight pudge on your lower belly.

"When you said the first orgasm right after hibernation is a fuck ton, I thought you were exaggerating," Jaehyun notes, still eyeing your bulged stomach.

"If only," Johnny says with a scoff, "but our baby's taking it like a champ, isn't she?" Johnny asks, in which you nod, your submissive self loving the amount of compliments Johnny showers you in.

"This is going to go on for quite a bit, can we lie down in your chambers?" Johnny asks, but he's already moving you.

Jaehyun nods, opening the door to his home, located just behind his office, and soon after, you feel the warmth of the sheets and you had drifted off to sleep, still connected to Johnny.

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When you woke up, the bed you were in is empty, but you hear light chatter and laughter from outside, you look down to see you're adorned in a thick sweater that you swore Jaehyun's worn before, smiling at the familiar scent, you quickly slipped onto the house slippers set beside the bed for you, padding out of the bedroom.

"Looks like someone's up," Johnny says before taking a quick sip of his coffee.

"Morning, baby, slept well?" Jaehyun asks before embracing you into a hug, you hope he isn't this affectionate with all the girls he's slept with.

"Yeah, what about the both of you?" you ask, turning to Johnny too.

"It'd be an outrage not to sleep well after yesterday's events, baby, and speaking of which, take a look at the forum, you're trending and everyone's trying to guess who it is," Johnny says before Jaehyun opens up his phone for you to see.

There it is, a photo of your ass filled with candy canes, and some comments down below.

There's no way anyone could beat that next year.

If you don't got at least 15 up your ass, then you'd look like a loser next to this person.

I really wanted to try the challenge this year, guess we just got to work harder:(((

"Wow," you say, speechless at all the comments directed at you.

"Wow indeed, baby, and about last night, me and Jaehyun would really love to keep up with whatever we have between us, it's not everyday we meet a champ like you in bed, so.... what do you say, baby? Wanna trade hearts this Christmas?" Johnny asks.

"We swear we won't give it away next year," Jaehyun adds on, eyeing you hopefully.

"As long as the only tears I'm shedding are from sex then I'm in," you say, excited for what's to come for the three of you.

[aurumacadicus]

What are you procrastinating?

Steve and Tony techy spy au?

*waves hand at... everything* Eh.

Anyway I'm feeling some okayish-dad Howard and stupid boys. But when am I not feeling stupid boys 🤔

Steve isn't about this whole... high-tech stuff. He's been doing this spy thing for years without even a smart phone. He doesn't want all these newfangled gadgets that take up space that could be filled with extra bullets instead. Sure, the key-reader had come in handy, but he also could have just kicked the door open in the same amount of time. He tries, though. He knows the world is getting more reliant on tech, and while his flip phone and motorcycle are enough for him, espionage is advancing to heights he never could have imagined. Plus, it genuinely helps that he always looks a little confused when he does anything tech-related. Most people think he's too stupid to know how to upload viruses and key loggers. He's gotten a lot more on board with it now that Tony is working in the labs, though. Tony is bright, and he always smiles wide as he explains exactly what his inventions do. So maybe Steve leans into being a neanderthal a little bit, just so he can get some extra attention as Tony makes absolutely sure he understands how everything works. His life depends on it, sometimes! He needs to know this stuff! And sometimes Tony leans in, one long line of heat against the side of Steve's body, and Steve is grateful he actually knew what Tony was talking about because all he could think at the time was 'Tony Tony Tony Tony' and he took in nothing.

Tony is, unfortunately, untouchable. Peggy is the head of the organization, but there are several others under her who wield almost as much power. Howard Stark is one of them. Steve had thought he and Howard had a pretty good rapport. They would get drinks after work, sometimes even eat lunch in the commissary together. Howard liked the work Steve did, and he also had a soft spot for older technology like Steve. They got along. But then one day, while they were taking their trays to one of the tables to sit at for lunch, someone said, "Have you seen the ass on that new guy in tech? Bet he's tight as a--" and Howard wordlessly slammed his tray into the guy's head with such force that it bounced off the table. "My son's ass is as tight as what?" Howard had asked mildly, as if he had not cracked his tray in half, and the surrounding three tables had scattered. Steve had wanted to run, too, but he'd pretended he understood Howard's reaction and how obviously he'd made the right decision. No one should be talked about like that, least of all a sub-director's son. After lunch, Steve had immediately gone to a payphone three blocks away and left all his friends messages to please god please don't tease him about how much he's talked about how sexy Tony is at work Howard will murder him Agent Malloy got a concussion please.

It's not like Steve is special, anyway. Tony is enthused about one thing only: Technology. Part of the reason he got the job was because Howard was tired of being pestered to show things to Peggy for him. Howard had cleared a path for him to force his way into Peggy's office and show off his stuff firsthand and that had been that. (Rumors said that Peggy was still aghast that Howard would allow Tony into a situation where he might be shot by his godmother, but both Howard and Tony showed a distinct lack of care for their safety, so. Maybe there was truth to the rumors.) So being an idiot about technology is the only way that Steve can get his attention. He think it's probably not the best way to endear Tony to him. Tony probably wants someone he thinks can keep up with him, anyway. Steve portrays himself as sort of a dinosaur when it comes to tech. Surely someone who didn't "need" to have things explained to him in very small words. Besides, active field agents were discouraged from serious relationships. It's always possible that they might not come back, or that their significant other would could be used against them. He wouldn't be Tony's first choice, and Tony probably had the good sense not to get involved with an active field agent. (Or if he didn't, Howard had probably scared the majority of them off. Agent Malloy had been the first creep he'd used his hands on. He hadn't been the last.)

Tony is absolutely, embarrassingly, and obviously in love with Steve. He thinks Steve is so sweet. He doesn't understand a lot of high-tech stuff, but he's so earnest when he asks questions, Tony doesn't even mind taking time from other projects to give him explanations. He wants to make sure Steve knows as much as possible so that he's less likely to get hurt. Steve has a sweet smile and he's literally heard him say 'aw, shucks.' He kinda wants to take Steve to bed and make him learn new swears. Steve's basically the only one Howard has good things to say about, too. 'He's a polite young man who would never gossip about how good his boyfriend is in bed,' he'd said. Tony... isn't actually sure why his dad felt the need to tell him that? But he appreciates it. He had his time as the college bicycle and while he's maybe not ready to settle down, he's ready to test the waters, date around. Maybe with Steve, if he could ever get Steve to catch a clue. Every time he hints at a date, Steve starts babbling frantically about someone named Agent Malloy? Tony only met him once. He thinks the guy's on medical leave, maybe. Maybe he's more Steve's type, Tony thinks in disappointment.

"...So you were just making fun of me," Tony says, hurt, after Steve has cracked the code on the digital cuffs he'd been bound with. "When you asked me how things worked." "I just liked listening to you talk," Steve admits, embarrassed, and doesn't meet his eyes. "I'd listen to you read the dictionary. You at least seemed to like talking about tech." "Aw," Tony begins, and then grabs Steve's arm and yanks him down with a scream. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" "What?! What!?" Steve shouts, but then Tony is gathering him to his chest and holding a taser threateningly. "Who are you threatening I can't see Tony oh my god." Howard adjusts his grip on the wooden beam he'd found to use as a weapon. "If I have to watch this comedy of errors for one more minute, I will beat Steve to death." "What are you fucking talking about?!" Tony splutters, at the same time Steve wails, "NO I SAW WHAT YOU DID TO AGENT MALLOY WHEN HE WAS TALKING ABOUT TONY'S ASS!" In the end, Tony has to use a prototype bondage device to disarm and bind his dad so he doesn't kill Steve accidentally club them both and Steve is so in love with him. He's so smart and beautiful and kind. "He is not kind," Howard barks from where Steve is carrying him like he weighs nothing. "Look away Tony. I don't want you getting ideas about his biceps." "It's too late. I had them the first time I saw him training newbies in the gym," Tony retorts, and Steve has to fumble around with Howard as he snarls and gnashes his teeth.

[yelenasdiary]

Different Kind of Love || Part III

Pairing: CEO! MobBoss! Natasha Romanoff x Assistant! Reader (Platonic)

Summary: Working for Natasha was never easy and being a low-level assistant for the CEO wasn’t where you thought you’d be after working your hardest for 2 years. After catching you in tears on Christmas Eve, Natasha cold ways start to warm up.

Dark Themes | Language Warning | Mentions of Stalking | Mentions of Sexual Assault | Details of Torture | K | 

Notes: Dylan’s dialog is meant to sound like how a 5-year-old would talk and his nickname is Dyl and not a misspell. 

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Dylan slept peacefully beside you, the Rugrats playing softly on your TV. He fell asleep hours ago, from snuggling with you to being spread out on your bed with this stuffed dinosaur clutched tightly to his chest. The time on your phone read 3:41 am, your thoughts keeping you from getting a wink of sleep. The photo of Dylan running through the park that was sent to you by Kane had you thinking about how long he'd been watching your son, watching you. 

You thought being in New York would've been safe, too big for Kane to come looking for you both. This wasn't the first time you had to move cities to escape Kane. At Dylan's first birthday party, Kane and a few of his friends showed up to the park and demanded that you allowed him to have a relationship with Dylan. Money was tight and you couldn't afford a lawyer, Kane started stalking you. He used his mates to keep watch over Dylan, you were always followed and felt unsafe. Since moving to New York, you didn't feel watched or followed, it was safe. 

8:17am, Dylan walked into this bedroom, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Mommy what are you doing?" he asked when he saw you placing some of this clothing in a suitcase. "Good morning sleepy head" you turned around to the young boy and smiled softly before walking up to him and scooping him up in your arms, "We're going to go on a little trip" you kissed his warm left cheek. "Where mommy?" his tired eyes looked at you, "it's a surprise" you smiled softly not exactly knowing where you planned on going. 

"Can Nat come with us?" 

"No, baby, it'll just be you and mommy, okay?" you gently brushed his bed hair out of his face, "How about you go pick out 5 of your favourite toys to take and I'll make you some breakfast" you added. Dylan nodded, "okay mommy" he smiled softly as you placed him back on his feet. You watched as he walked over to his toybox and started shifting through the small mountain of toys he had. "Can I take my robot dog that Santa gave me?" he asked just as you were walking out of the room, "of course darling". 

You made Dylan some toast with honey, a kid sized glass of apple juice and a small side bowl of cut up banana, apple and orange. "Mommy, can I draw Nat a picture before we go on?" Dylan asked as he squirmed into his seat, eager to fill his starving belly. "Uh, sure" you nodded, "we can drop it off at mommy's work on our way. Eat up honey, I'm just going to go finish packing your things" 

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10:39am. 

Dylan held your hand tightly as you both walked into the office. A few co-workers liked to come in on weekends to finish up on urgent tasks, so it was unusual to see a few heads in the cubicles. "Y/n, Dylan, it's a Saturday what are you guys doing here?" You heard Natasha's voice come from behind you. She stood with a worried look with a mug of coffee keeping her hands warm. 

"We're going on a trip!" Dylan boosted, "I wanted to give you a drawing before we left" he added with a smile. Natasha looked at you and squinted her eyes slightly, "A trip sounds fun, where are you going?" She asked Dylan, her eyes slowly moving to look at him. "Mommy says it's a surprise" you smiled softly at Dylan's replied hoping to keep a concerned boss from questioning the sudden plans. 

Natasha placed her coffee of the nearest desk before she kneeled to Dylan and gave him a two-dollar bill, "You'll need a snack for your trip, why don't you go get one from the venting machine" she smiled softly. "Thank you, Nat!" Dylan didn't hesitate to take the bill and skip his way to the venting machine. 

"Can I see you in my office for a moment?" Natasha looked at you, reading your entire body language. "We have to get going, it's a long drive" you watched as Dylan grabbed a chair to stand on, "Be careful Dyl!" you called. "It wasn't a question, Y/n." Natasha spoke sternly as if you were a student in trouble, her head gestured to her office. With a sigh and a last glance at your son, you walked into Natasha's office, she closed the door quietly behind the two of you. 

"What's going on?" she asked. 

"Nothing? I just want to take Dylan to see my parents, it's been a while" 

"Without taking any leave? Without letting me know?" Natasha frowned slightly, she noticed your hands shaking ever so slightly and the worried look in your eyes. "What's going on?" she asked again, this time with more worry in her tone. You sat down blinking the tears from your eyes as Natasha took the seat across from you. "If this is about my absence, I'm really sorry" 

"It's not" you looked at her, "He wants Dylan, he came to my apartment last night….he said he's getting a lawyer….Natasha, I can't afford a lawyer….I can't let him take my boy" you explained as you looked into her eyes. Natasha handed you a tissue, "What's his name?" she asked reaching for her laptop on her desk. "Kane Lowes" you mumbled as you used the tissue to wipe your tears, "he's been watching Dylan in the park, he sent me a photo text last night" 

"Don't say another word" Natasha stopped you, "I'm sorry…" you looked at her slightly confused on her change of tone, her eyes were glued to her laptop screen and a frown. "W-what is it?" you asked. 

"Dear Miss Romanova,

My name is Kane Lowes and I'm coming to you for help with my son who I haven't seen since his first birthday. 

The mother of my son has refused to allow me access to see him since he was born. She has moved from serval states to avoid letting me have any form of connection with my son, she is never home with him, and he is constantly being looked after by a sitter. I have no way of contacting his mother and I do not know if my son is being looked after properly. 

The one time I had seen my son was at his first birthday party at a local party near his mother's parents' home. There she refused to allow me to even say a simple hello to my child and had her father remove me from the surroundings. 

I understand you the one of the best lawyers in New York City which is where I believe my son is now living. 

I'm requesting full custody and I'm hoping you will be able to help. I just want to have a growing connection with my child, if I had a photo of him I would attach it to this email for you to see but unfortunately I don't even have that. 

If you can't help me, could you please refer me to a lawyer who can help. 

Kind regards, 

Kane Lowes" 

Natasha looked at you, "he's asked me to be his lawyer, I got this email last night".

"P-please tell me you haven't replied" your heart sunk. 

"I'm sorry, I didn't know who he was, and it seemed like an easy case to have one those guys out there do it"

Tears filled your eyes once more, "I have to go" you stood up as Dylan opened the door. "Dylan do mind giving me and mommy a moment to chat?" Natasha looked over at the door and gave him a friendly smile, the young boy nodded and closed the door. "I have to go Natasha, we can't stay" you panicked when Natasha gently took your hands into hers. 

"He isn't going to take him; do you understand me? We have a case against him. Do you still have that text message he sent you?" she looked into your eyes as you nodded slowly, "Good. We can used that against him as well" 

"But you've already taken his case…and I can't afford to pay you" more tears filled your eyes at the thought of losing your son. Nat chuckled slightly, "Do you think I'd allow you to pay me? Y/n, he assaulted you. No judge or jury is going to allow him any form of custody, I promise. I'm going to call him and tell him that there was a mistake and Romanova Lawyers will not be taking his case" Natasha's words started to calm you down, "Promise me you and Dylan won't run. I'm not going to allow him to take Dylan, I promise you" she adds. 

Wiping your tears, you nodded. "Good, now how about you go down to your car and get your luggage, I'll have my driver drop you and Dylan off at my condo. You guys can stay there until we deal with this" Natasha insisted, she saw the worry in your eyes, "There is security and he won't be able to step foot on the property" she assures you as you give her another nod.

Natasha showed you out of her office and waited until you had gotten in the elevator with Dylan before closing her office door and walking over to her desk, unlocking her bottom drawer to pick up an old mobile. 

"Bucky, it's Nat. I need you to do something for me. Find out whatever information you can about a Kane Lowes, I'll text through an email address and phone number" she intrusted with a stern tone. "Ooo, a little cat and mouse game" Natasha could hear the smirk forming on his lips, "just information Barnes. I'll be in contact when I can" Natasha hung up the call and placed the mobile back in its drawer. 

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Natasha's condo was bigger than anything you could picture for yourself. With 7 bedrooms, 9 bathrooms, an exercise room, 2 pools, a spa, a cinema room, a small half basketball court with a single ring, a gaming room, a private Terrance and a beautiful view of Central Park, you felt like you were dreaming. Dylan's jaw dropped when he saw the indoor heated pool, "Do you want to go swimming after lunch?" Natasha asked, seeing the excitement in the boy's eyes. 

"Please mommy!" Dylan looked up at you, his hand in yours while Natasha was giving you both the grand tour. "I didn't pack your bathing suit honey, maybe another time" you hated to disappoint after seeing the pout on his tiny lips.

 "Don't sweat it, I'm sure I have an old pair of Nathaniel's old bathing suit lying around that should fit him"

"Are you sure? You've already done more than enough for us; Dylan will be happy with his toys and a movie" you look over at Natasha. "I have all this space; it'll be nice to have somebody enjoying the pool again" she replied with a soft smile. 

After lunch which was kindly prepared by Natasha's personal chef, you joined Dylan in the heated pool keeping him on the shallow end of course. "Look Mommy!" Dylan giggled proudly as he paddled over to you with floaties on his arms, "I can kick my legs!" he added before the splashing started. "You're doing so good, honey!" you held your arms out for him to swim to you. "Looks like your pro little man!" Natasha entered the room gently clapping her hands at Dylan. 

"Watch me, Nat!! Mommy showed me how to swim!" 

"I'm watching!" Nat smiled softly walking over to you by the pool. "I have to duck out for a few hours, I'll be back before dinner. You two make yourselves at home" she whispered as Dylan swam around. 

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"Bucky, I told you I just wanted information!" Natasha mumbled to Bucky as she stormed into the hidden warehouse, "Oh come on boss, we all know what you mean by that. Eventually you'd wanna track him down. I was just saving us the extra job" a cold smirk tugged at his lips before he so kindly pulled back the heavy door. Kane sat in a wooden chair, chained by his wrists and ankles. "You really need better listening skills!" Natasha shook her head before walking up to Kane. 

"Where the fuck am I?!" he squirmed in the chair, his voice muffled by the potato bag over his head. "Remove it" Natasha instructed Bucky as he made his way to stand behind Kane. To the left was a countertop already prepared with different tools and weapons neatly set out by Bucky. The bag was removed and instantly Natasha's eyes were met with the same blue eyes Dylan had. 

"What the fuck do you want?! Unchain me you crazy fuck!" Kane spat causing Natasha to chuckle slightly, "We're going to skip the whole 'who are you?' 'What do you want?' crap" her eyes glared deeply at the young man. "Who put you up to this?! Come on, bitch tell me! Is it money that you want?!" Kane squirmed more, pulling at the chains that had left their imprint on his skin. 

"I don't need your money, besides, if I wanted it I would already have it" Nat replied as she walked over to the countertop and picked up the red nail gun. "T-then w-what do you w-want with me?!" Kane's asked in a stutter when Natasha turned around to face him with the gun in her right hand. "We're going to have a little chat" Nat walked up to Kane never letting her eyes leave his, "and if you lie to me, I'm going to nail you to this fucking chair. You can scream as much as you like, nobody will hear you. Once I've used every nail in this gun, I will move onto the next little toy I have. So what's it going to be Kane?" she added with a smirk before looking up at Bucky as he puffed on his cigarette.

"How the hell do you know my name?!"

"I ask the questions, you answer. Got it? Now let's start with the elephant in the room. What do you want with Dylan?" 

"Who the hell is Dylan!?" Kane spat in reply, "I don't know any Dylan!" he added. 

Bucky laughed loudly behind Kane as Natasha took a few steps closer to Kane, "N…n-no I swear! I don't know a D-Dylan!" He stuttered when the nail gun was pressed against the top of his hand. "Liar" Natasha pressed the trigger, forcing a rusted nail through his hand. Kane screamed out in pain and squirmed pulling more at his chains. "Do you want to try that again?" Nat gripped his jaw and forced him to look at her, "What do you want with Dylan?" 

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You smiled softly when you noticed that Dylan had fallen asleep on the large sofa in the cinema room, worn out from all the swimming and excitement of the large condo. You placed a kiss on his soft cheek and overed him with a throw blanket leaving him to nap. Curiosity got the better of you as you walked the one of the 5 floors to Natasha's condo, photos of her with what you assumed were her friends and family hanging on the walls. She looked happy as the photos went on down the hall. 

It made you wonder how Natasha could afford such a place like this with just being a lawyer and a private detective on the side, her office was plastered with certificates from law school, university, and recognition certificates for her work. The bookcase was full of all types of books covering topics she knew all so much about. 

"Excuse me Miss" the maid kindly spoke while standing in the doorway of Natasha's home office, "The bedrooms for you and your son are now ready and the chef wanted me to let you know that dinner will be ready in 35 minutes" she added. 

"Oh, thank you so much…uhm…which floor are the rooms on?"

"The 5th floor ma'am" she smiled and walked away accidently dropping her keys. "Miss!" you picked them up as she turned around, "you dropped these" you smiled softly holding the keys with a red hourglass symbol keyring catching your attention. "I've seen this before, spray painted on parts of the city. Do you know what it means?" You asked as the maid kindly took the keys from your hand. "That is Miss Romanova's business logo, she takes great pride in it" The maid smiled, "I must continue my work, is there anything else I can get you?" she added. 

"No, thank you" 

You put Dylan to bed not long after dinner, tucking him in as he snuggled his stuffed toy. "Goodnight angel" you whispered before placing a soft kiss on his forehead and leaving the room with the door closed over. "Did he go down well?" Natasha's voice made you jump, "gosh! You scared the shit of me!" You placed a hand over your heart. 

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean too" Nat chuckled quietly, careful not to wake Dylan. "Are you up for the glass of wine I offered?" She asked with a smile. "Sure, I have some questions" you playfully winked before following the redhead to the roof Terrence. "Questions huh? Well now I feel a little intimidated" Nat chuckled.

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[scenetocause]

first line game

wrote something so insane self-flaggelatory here even i realised it needed to get edited out but uhhhh finally did this i guess thank you for tagging me a lot. last ten works in reverse, first lines.

do you think it's cute that i'm so fucking stupid? (loscar buzzfeed unsolved au) “It’s a mystery house, ” Logan says it with a big hand gesture that doesn’t mean anything, except that he’s excited. And a dickhead. 

shoreline i see when i'm off course (loscar and mando, a/b/o) Oscar’s not bothered, exactly, at the idea of having an unmated alpha for a team mate. 

simply stare but continue to eat (loscar, vague mando, logan/maxf/oscar) "Hey," Oscar's a bit surprised to see Max, he hasn't been at any of the races so far this season and it's not like he wants to ask some kind of awkward question like 'is it too painful to be there' or 'are you still trying to get a drive' but he'd assumed Max was avoiding the whole situation.

well past the weeds (george/toto but really more like george/merc, toto/merc) It’s about the team. It’s always, always about the team.

feel it in my fate now (landoscar) Lando’s so. Yes. Especially in MTC.

climb up to your lips (R63 girloscar landoscar) Lando likes to think he has a fairly good handle on his own tastes: brunettes a bit shorter than him, who preferably don’t love sushi or at least can live with only eating it when he’s not there.

(oh lando bless you how wrong you were)

that dog in me (landoscar puppy play) "Don't you ever get homesick?" Oscar could count the number of people he'd less like to be having this conversation with than Lando Norris on one hand and one of them's the bored immigration officer who had to tell him he'd not got his passport stamped right in Doha.

so far, i've given it up (landoscar, plane sex) “Oscar.” Lando using his full name can’t mean anything good, from experience. “What the fuck are those?”

tired of only breathing alone (mando, maxf/pietra, maxf/lando/pietra) Of course it’s. Complicated.

in you, too (landoscar puppy play post-hungary) “I think it would be good,” Andrea says, gently, after the unmitigated disaster that is the post-race video. “If you were to talk together, perhaps privately.”

bc my titles are almost always lyrics here's the songs they're all from too haunted by laura les (do you think it's cute that i'm so fucking stupid/tell me that it is cus i'm tired of being useless) cut copy me by petula clark (cut copy me, i'm all yours/a shoreline i see when i'm off course) doesn't matter by christine & the queens (& the guys simply stare but continue to eat) rabbit will run by iron & wine (& judgement is just like a cup that we share/i'll jump over the wall & i'll wait for you there/well past the weeds in our visions of things to come) hopes up by drama (both feel it in my fate now and so far i've given it up but the lyrics don't really apply contextually, i just like the idea of all the warmth of the song for grotty but affectionate workplace fucking) wild girl by kito & empress of but it's the paul woodford remix (i'm not jealous, i'm not frightened/climb up to your lips, with a swiftness) the distance by totally enormous extinct dinosaurs (how long must i wait for this love/i'm tired of only breathing alone)

[bloggedanon]

TOY COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN. DM IF INTERESTED, OR IF YOU JUST WANT TO DONATE.

Alright, listen up, folks.

My hours have been reduced to nothing for months now on account of disabilities I'm trying to get treated for, I got a med bill I wasn't expectin' in the mail, and now I'm woefully far from bein' able to pay for my upcoming psychiatrist appointment, which I have to pay for by the 24th of this month. This one is really important because there's a strong probablility this one will be the one to prescribe me some meds that just might enable me to be able to acually take care of myself (read: actually function at all) for the first time in my life. I'm prolly gonna need like $300 to cover the appointment. I ain't askin' y'all to help me for free, however.

I can sew together little pillow monster things. They have zipper mouths and button eyes. They're hand-sewn, from a pet-free home.

This is my oldest (and smallest) example. about 7" wide and tall. The ones I'm proposing to sell will be about 9" wide and tall.

Here are the buttons and (9) zippers I have available for this endeavor. (Sorry about the lighting.) Note the loops on the zipper pulls for easier zipping.

Uhh, those are soda can pull tabs in the corner. Ignore that, I'm procrastinating on working on a project.

In terms of fabric, I have fleece and flannel of various colors. 'S all preshrunk in a washer and dryer, but I don't have a good way to showcase or store fabric other than shoving it all into one plastic bag. That aside, here's the flannel I have:

(Dark blue, light blue, teal, white, space [small amount], and scales [purple, blue, and green scales, small amount])

And here's the fleece:

(Purple, red, orange, and black [small amount])

Note how I have more of some colors in one material or another than in others. This means certain body surface colors may not be possible due to material limitations. I have a whole bunch of thread colors, and just an overall abundance of thread tho 👍

These are custom made to order, and the production is paid in advance. You can do custom colors (body, front vs back color, the color of the inside of the mouth, whether or not you want it to have a tongue, number / color of eyes) and you can POTENTIALLY do other customizations. (Want it to have a ridge on its back like a cartoon dinosaur? Want me to give it horns? Want me to try to figure out how tassles work? Want it to have floppy, doofy, cow-lookin' ears? [I recommend fleece for these kinds of additions, trust me on this one.]) Shape alterations mmmmaayyyyy be possible, but that's pretty dubious. Bear in mind that any customizations / additions will likely drive priduction time wayyy up, and there are things I might not be able to do.

Shipping will be paid seperately, and at the time of shipping. I can't really afford to cover shipping, but also I have no earthly idea how to calculate shipping. I have a tiny scale at home now that I can use to weigh the finished product, but that's about it. These are gonna have to be personally taken to the post office, which means a lot of walking. I dunno, we'll figure it out.

This is all being said and shown in the interest of maximum transparency with this stuff. You will recieve update images with progress on your little monster dude, and you're gonna have to give feedback on the button placements and angles before I sew 'em on so that way I know I've got the look you want on it.

Payments are done over Paypal.

Base price: $35 USD + shipping

Comm slots open: 9

Customizations and additions will add to the price, but the extent to which it happens is (sort of) negotiable. Most customizations are going to be (sort of) experimental on my end, and hand sewing takes forever, especially when you have "everything magically is really hard and takes too long" disease.

If I hit my goal, I'll stop accepting donations. If all 9 commission slots are taken, I will update this post with a good ol'-fashioned pinned reblog and close commissions AND donations. Note that I can only work on one pillow monster at a time, and that it's on a first-come-first-serve basis. If I'm working on one and you want to commission one, I'll let you know and ask if you wanna wait for it. You'll get a number (1-9) to signify whose order I need to do next.

In the meantime, I need to go pop out and sell some blood plasma, probably. 🤡

[xsister-serpent]

EVOLUTION

Summary: f!Reader in InGen admin who befriends Mills on the island of Isla Sorna. What was suppose to be a normal day takes a dramatic turn when a breakout occurs on the dinosaur island.

Warnings: Violence, Cursing, mention and use of firearms, 18+ MDNI

A/N: It's been a long time but I am back. I was inspired by my comfort movie Jurassic Park and of course the movie 65. Don't ask me about any paleontologist this is all just fiction. Title was inspired by Evolution by Korn (really relates to the entire jurassic park universe honestly) Enjoy!

Money.

You came for the money. You needed it after being out of college, working a job you didn’t even get a degree for. It felt so good to finally enjoy the job you had studied for all those hours and to be free from the incessant chimes of your work laptop. Sure, it was InGen, but to hell with it. Seeing them—the living, breathing fossils—was worth it. Roaring (quite literally, in some cases) with life, muscles, blood, and scales. It was unbelievable. You pulled weight in your work and even made a new friend: Mills, the assistant head of security in your building.

He was a no-nonsense kind of person, a bit intimidating at first, but you didn’t mind. It came with the job. You grew close through work, as he was assigned to patrol your small building with you and a few other employees. Seeing him every week and boarding the plane back to the mainland gave you the chance to get to know each other. He had a love for your music, you enjoyed his company, and over time, your friendship grew.

InGen wasn’t taking any chances, though, assigning more patrols and firearms after the Breakout Incident.

Korn blasted through the office speakers as you logged your data into the computer, sipping a Coke. It was just the two of you in the office, so you figured some music would fill the emptiness. You nodded rhythmically to Jonathan’s vocals and the thrashing guitars. Mills hummed along, taking a few bites of his salad from the cafeteria. It was a slow day, catching up on the work left over from the day before—a day before heading to the mainland and back home.

Mills sat upright in his chair, occasionally glancing at the security cameras and, every so often, at you.

“Something on your mind?” you asked, entering a few numbers into your data tracker.

“Huh? Oh, uh...” He cleared his throat, visibly nervous. “I wanted to know if maybe you were doing anything next weekend when we’re back on the mainland.”

You paused your typing and met his gaze. “Not that I’m aware of. What do you have in mind?”

Was he asking you out? This stoic, broad-shouldered security guard had a soft spot for the introverted worker?

“Drinks, maybe a movie? I heard the new Alien movie is pretty good, and considering you love horror…” He trailed off, fidgeting with the hem of his pocket.

It was cute, and you weren’t going to lie—he was nice. Maybe you could take a chance on him. A small chuckle escaped your lips, and you caught the rare sight of Mills’ smile.

“You know what I'd—”

Suddenly, an alarm blared, and a gunshot rang out.

Mills was on his feet instantly, grabbing his rifle and stepping in front of you. “What the hell…”

“What is it? A shooter?” you asked, stomach dropping as more gunshots and screams echoed through the building.

Both Your eyes and his darted to the security monitors, now completely black.

More gunfire erupted, but it wasn’t the sound of bullets that made your blood run cold. It was the sound that followed: a guttural cawing, unmistakably from raptors.

“How the hell did they break through the fence?” Mills fumed, flicking off the safety on his tactical rifle.

“It doesn’t matter how!” you urged, grabbing your handgun and securing a satellite phone in your fanny pack. “We need to leave! Now!”

You followed Mills closely as he led the way. He had experience in the line of fire from his military service, but this was an entirely different game. The screams of your coworkers mixed with the high-pitched roars of raptors created a chaotic symphony of terror.

“Talk to me, Y/N. How do we outsmart them?” Mills demanded, rifle raised as he moved through the corridor with practiced precision.

“They’re…they’re scouting right now,” you stammered, trying to suppress your nausea. “They’ve been cooped up in the enclosure—they’ll want to move, explore, and find suitable ground, like pack animals.”

“Then we move the opposite way,” he said, exhaling steadily. “We get to the docks, find a boat, and stay far from the big guys inland.”

Big guys. A childish but comforting term for the true predators—the ones you couldn’t afford to encounter.

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Photos are not mine found on Pinterest

[wanderlust-in-my-soul]

Currently Watching - July

Because I love a good little list - in alphabetical order! 😊

Regularly updated during the month, latest update 28.07.2023

Here you can find my weekly roundup that goes into a bit more detail about each episode.

And a little link to my favorite bl-tropes-collection 💙

I am always happy about gif-requests. If you want a special scene, just let me know. Here you can find all of my gifs.

This is guaranteed to contain spoilers!

1. Alice in Boarderland Season 1 (1/8 on Netflix, no bl)

One day I was in the mood for some dystopian and uncomfortable watch and here we are. After that day I needed something cuddly and colorful, so I guess it will take me a while to finish it. But the first episode was really good.

2. Be My Favorite (10/12 on Youtube)

At first glance, Kawi is a loser. At second glance, a crazy loser. When he tries to travel back in time to change his life, it doesn't necessarily go in the direction he had in mind or Pisaeng, the later husband of Kawi's crush. But this series is so much more. Kawi is like our inner voice of insecurities and inadequacies. And it is like healing a little bit watching him gaining a little bit more self confidence and self love. And the same goes for Pisaeng. His journey in self-acceptence and starting to live the life he wants and deserves is just so beautiful. This show really hit home every week and right now is one of my all-time favorites.

3. Dinosaur Love (5/10 on iQiyi)

There is no excuse for this one. It is a hellfire of a show. It is bad. But I had a blast. I can't tell you what it is about, because I have no clue! All I know is, I love it. It is so bad, that it is good! I guess it is about the lovestory between Dino and Pak, told by some drunk students. And while they start to bond we get some sa and self harm. Great show...not.

4. Hidden Agenda (3/12 on Youtube)

Okay, I can smile a little bit watching this. Both of them have a hidden agenda and I kind of like Joke and his attempts to make Zo fall for him. And I like that we already know that Joke likes Zo. That makes everything...I don't know...a little bit cuter.

5. His Man Season 2 (13/14 on Gaga)

The korean dating show is back! I loved the first season and the second just started really good. I guess there will be some drama in those 14 episodes, but the first dates were so cute! I am looking forward to next week! There is so much drama going on! And the people are really unpredictable. I wish we could see more of their interactions, because a lot just comes out of the blue.

6. Jun & Jun (2/8 on Viki)

Okay, that was not the strongest start for me, but it was not bad. An office drama about Lee Jun and Choi Jun, who were childhood friends (and crushes I guess) and who meet again after being seperated for years. The one an intern and the other one the director. I like those combinations, so I am looking forward to the next episode and just hope it gets better.

6. King the Land (10/16 on Netflix, no bl)

You know the feeling, you wake up in the morning and you're craving some good korean romance drama? That happend to me one day and so I just thought to give this a shot and it is good. Cheon Sa Rang works as a concierge at the King Of The Land Hotel and there she always has to wear a smile, fake or real doesn't matter. She meets the new boss in town Gu Won, who just can't stand fake smiles, but I guess her beautiful and real smile will make him fall head over heals.

7. Low Frequency (3/8 on iQiyi)

The characters are a little bit quirky, the story looks interesting, the acting is a little bit stiff, the first episode was not that revealing, but it made me looking forward to next week. A bl with some supernatural element. I like those kind of shows.

8. Minato Shouji Coin Laundry Season 2 (4/12 on Gaga)

Minato and Shin are dating for three month now and it feels like we are back at the beginning of the first season. Minato is always surprised when Shin wants to exchange some affection or when he just wants to know if Minato likes him. And to be honest, if I was in his place, I would ask too, because right now it doesn't feel like Minato likes Shin. But with the second episode we finally get some of Minato's thoughts and it is cute and sad at the same time. The second episode totally got me and I am excited what there is to come!

9. See you in my 19th life (7/12 on Netflix, no bl)

It was a suggestion, sounded interesting, so I watched it and I really enjoyed the first episode, so I stayed. Ban Ji Eum is able to remember her past lifes. Her 18th one ended way too soon and in her now 19th life she wants to meet the one person again, who brought her joy again after 100 years of being tired of reincarnating and remembering all the pasts lifes. A very interesting concept and I like how bold and confident Ban Ji Eum is.

10. Shigatsu no Tokyo wa... (7/8 on Gaga or Viki)

Kazuma and Ren were close friends during middle school and now meet again years later after their ways parted. We get some cute flashbacks and much cuter interactions in the here and now. And now we are at the point where the cuteness gives way to reality and the cruel past and I hope we will see those two just communicate, because right now they are happy they are together, but there is so much more between them than just freinds with benefits. This one is definetely one of my most anticipated watches during the week.

11. Stay with me (16/24 on Gaga)

Well this is the new version of Addicted, but I guess it won't be a little bit more censored than the original one. I like the old one, despite its flaws and toxic traits. So far I like the first two epsiodes. The actors remind me more of stubborn highschool students which is quite nice. The dads are a mess! I am looking forward to more episodes.

12. Wedding Plan (2/8 on iQiyi)

I knew I am going to have a problem as soon as I finished the trailer. And here I am...totally obsessed with this show! And we are on episode 1! Well, what happens when the Wedding Planner and the groom fall for each other? I don't know either, but I can't wait to find out!

Finished in July

Series

1. The Luminous Solution (6/6 on Gaga)

Okay, I am totally confused with the ending and I guess they wanted to make more episodes, but didn't have the budget. The last episode fest very rushed and there were parts missing to understand the whole thing. Over all this wasn't a good show. The concept was interesting, but that was it. I really wish this show had more episodes and a little bit more budget for the quality part. Just a 4,5 out of 10 for me.

2. Step by Step (12/12 on Gaga)

Employee meets boss without knowing who he has met and crushes hard on him. This one was starting strong for me. It had a good pacing and intersting characters. But as the story carried on it lost me. I couldn't enjoy the characters. I think Pat is annoying and whiney and Jeng really needs to learn how to seperate work and privat life. I adore Man, but man I couldn't get Pat's and his chemistry. It wasn't there for me most of the times. And they built up a second couple with a complicated cheating story, but they dealt with it so rushed and shitty...I am lost for words at this point. They didn't even get a real conclusion at the end. This was frustrating. The last episode felt like a filler episode instead of a final. It was boring and the time jumps were just weird. Yeah, well... It is a 6,5 out of 10 for me. I really wish I could give it something higher.

3. La Pluie (12/12 on iQiyi)

I can't lie. The series lost me in episode 10. And it kind of destroyed my likings for this show. You know the feeling when you are starting to fall in love and on the way you discover a character trait you can't stand and just like that the love is gone. Well, that happend to me with La Pluie and especially with Patts. I couldn't trust him anymore after episode 10. I get it, he was frustrated, but that is not an excuse for his behavior. And yes, this is a show, it is fiction, but I still didn't like it. What I like is, that Tien and Lomfon got their ending together and there was no rain and no hearing loss in the end. Nope. Didn't happen. What a fucking nightmare of an ending. And now I really don't know how to rate this one, because I loved it til epsiode 9... I guess I go with a 7 out of 10. I won't go back here in the future, but I can't deny that I liked it in the beginning.

Short Film

Movie

Rewatched in July

1. History 3: Trapped

Every now and then I like to come back to this little gem and watch a cold mafia boss falling in love with a hot-headed cop who has made it his own agenda to bring said mafia boss down and falls in love with him instead. Love it! One of my favorite History seasons!

2. Love Tractor

I felt a little bit down the other day and just watched this comfy show and immediately fell better! I love it so much. And I adore the manhwa! It is just so wholesome watching Yechan fall in love with Yul and slowly work his way up to his heart. Just so cute!

Dropped/On-Hold in July

1. Sparks Camp

It was more cringe for me than anything else. So I had to drop it. I guess I will watch the last episode to see if there are some happy couples or not.

2. Tie The Not

It was really not that special for me and it felt just way too rushed. So I dropped it now. I was not looking forward to watch it and just forgot what I have watched rthe week before. Not a good sign.

3. Be Mine Superstar (2/12 on Viki)

Yeah...I knew it last week that the possibility is high I would drop it. And after yesterday's episode I know I am not looking forward to watch any more. I can't stand Punn. He is the worst enemie for my cringe tolerance and I can't watch his scenes...which is bad when he is one of the main characters...

Looking forward to in July

Be Mine SuperStar - Trailer (July 3rd on Viki)

Minato Shouji Coin Laundry Season 2 - Trailer (July 6th on Gaga)

Stay With Me - Trailer (July 7th on Gaga)

Stay By My Side - Teaser (July 7th on Gaga)

Low Frequency - Pilot (July 8th on iQiyi)

Hidden Agenda - Trailer (July 9th on Youtube)

Laws Of Attraction - Trailer (July 15th on One31)

Wedding Plan - Trailer (July 19th on iQiyi and Youtube)

Jun and Jun - Trailer (July 20th on Viki)

After Sundown - Trailer (July 20th on One31)

For the first time in a while I am looking forward to all of these new bls, well at least most of them. I am really not a fan of horror movies 🫣