#its always nice to see fans on the blog

[omgeto]

omg omgeto hello

kazushawty hello

[aashiqui-aashiqui]

by the way when i say other cricketers i mostly mean the english players and no offence but i do not get what people see in them…like i know theres english people on here who obviously are gonna post about their own team but like i refuse to believe those players are that interesting

[jademonument]

always sad going to look for someone you haven't talked to in years, not even to talk to them but just to look back on the things that lead you to meet and talk at the time. and finding something! a lead! and then discovering that all of that is just, gone. evaporated. finding more leads on that person and everything has been scrubbed

[springismss]

ᱬ⛧ perfect ~ s. todoroki

sum: just some thoughts of newlywed! shoto after his wedding back in the hotel room.

pairing: husband! shoto todoroki x wife! reader

content: 18+ - mdni below cut. p in v, teasing, dirty talk, stalled orgasm, brief mention of marking, one long round but feels like multiple, fingering, implied breeding want brief quirk use, brief implication of cum plugging, cream pie, reader gets called princess/baby/good girl, general NSFW content, aftercare, just all around loving shoto afterwards.

a/n: a rework of a request from my wattpad days. nice fresh feel and worded so much better. got re-inspired after reading the epilogue of the manga. slight epilogue spoilers in terms of shoto's ranking for anime only fans/fans not caught up on the manga. hope you all enjoy this one! as always, likes, comments and re-blogs are deeply appreciated.

word count: 2,598

links: bnha/mha masterlist | masterlist

newlywed! shoto who’s finally married the love of his life in a lavish ceremony that would put some of the top celebrities in the world to shame. after all being the number 2 pro hero has its benefits.

newlywed! shoto who carries his new bride over the threshold of the honeymoon suite that the hotel booked for them for next to nothing. smiling softly as you giggle, arms wrapped tightly around his neck, not that he’d let you fall.

newlywed! shoto who set you down on the floor once he’d closed the door shut with his foot, finally getting a chance to take you in properly for the first time since he saw you at the altar. he loved how the white dress clung to your figure and how your rings now sparkled on your ring finger.

newlywed! shoto who still couldn’t believe you were his wife. was it a dream? if it was, he didn’t want to wake up. after years, you were truly his and he was yours.

new husband! shoto who runs his fingers up your exposed arm, trailing over the top of your back with a soft smile as you shivered. musing out “you look beautiful” and “you’re finally my wife” as he looked you over.

new husband! shoto who chuckles when you blush at his words. he always had an effect on you, even years after your first date. no one ever thought that the stoic shoto todoroki would settle down, let alone with someone who could rival bakugou at the best of times.

new husband! shoto who places soft kisses on your bare shoulder, hand resting gently on your arm. who loves to hear the small gasps you let out as you tilt your head to the side, giving him more access to your skin.

new husband! shoto who stops his kisses for a moment, stepping behind you to help you out of your dress. who lets the material pool at your feet as he takes a moment to place a kiss at the bottom of your neck.

new husband! shoto who moves to stand in front of you again. who takes in the sight of you in your wedding night lingerie. who thanks whoever is out there that he’s the one seeing you in this, and no one else will ever get to see you dress this way.

new husband! shoto who drags both his hands and eyes over your body, taking in the subtle ways you move under his touch and gaze. the way you close your eyes and sigh out, leaning into the wandering fingers on your skin.

new husband! shoto who rests his hands on your hips, fingers gripping slightly as he pulls you flush against him, loving the feeling of your arms draping over his shoulders. who rubs your skin with his thumbs as he utters words he knows you won’t refuse. “let’s get a little more comfortable, my love”. “can’t have you feeling uncomfortable when you’re wrapped around me”.

new husband! shoto who picks you up and carries you over to the bed, smiling softly as you squeak from the movement. who places you gently onto the mattress of the emperor bed in the room like a doll that would break at any moment.

new husband! shoto who steps back to remove his suit, stripping away each article of clothing until he’s bare before you. heterochromia eyes watching the way you look at him with nothing but pure love, that you look at him as your husband and the person you fell in love with, not as the number 2 hero or the son of the former pro, endeavor.

new husband! shoto who hovers above you for a moment, whispers of how “beautiful you are” and how “lucky i am to have you” sound before he leans down, capturing your lips with his in a kiss that becomes needier.

new husband! shoto who moves his lips to your neck, chest, torso and thighs, nipping and sucking as he goes. who leaves small marks in his wake that have you twisting your body slightly as you gasp.

new husband! shoto who takes a moment and positions himself between your legs, lifting your leg and making it bend at the knee as he places soft kisses against the inside of your thighs. who trails those kisses further up towards your covered cunt.

new husband! shoto who moves the fabric to one side, placing a kiss just over the place he can’t wait to be buried deep inside of. who brings up two digits and slips them past the thin strip of material, pressing them inside your waiting cunt. who’s scissoring them as he moves them in tandem with his tongue he’s now flicking across your covered clit.

new husband! shoto who loves the way you squirm against him, the way your hands tangle in his hair as you graze your fingers against his scalp in a bid to keep yourself grounded. who shivers at the contact and can feel his cock staring to painfully harden. who loves the sound of you losing that battle as you whine out his name.

new husband! shoto who pushes his fingers deeper into you, down to the knuckle as the coolness of his wedding band is engulfed in your hot cunt. the small contrast only adds to the dizziness you’re feeling.

new husband! shoto who’s tapping against that one spongy place that has you seeing stars and vision blurring. who pulls away to look up at you as you arch your back at the feeling of your impending orgasm creeping up.

new husband! shoto who loves to talk you through it with words of encouragement like “that’s it, princess”, “you’re doing so good for me”, and “let me feel you squeeze my fingers baby, give me a taste of what’s to come when I’m buried deep inside you”.

new husband! shoto who feels your walls spasm around his fingers as you reach your euphoria, a broken cry of his name leaving your throat as your eyes flutter shut. who loves the way you try to milk his fingers like you do his cock when he’s inside you. “that’s it baby”.

new husband! shoto who pulls his fingers out and slips them into his mouth, taking his time to suck your slick while you catch your breath. who locks his eyes with yours while he does, chuckling at the embarrassed whine you let out as you turn to face away from him.

new husband! shoto who, when he’s cleaned his fingers, kneels between your legs again once he’s helped you strip out of your lingerie. who grabs both your legs this time and parts them, lining up the mushroom tip of his cock to your now soaked cunt. who likes to tease you by rubbing himself against you a few times before he finally pushes past that tight ring.

new husband! shoto who groans out when he feels the welcoming warmth of your insides, the way you’re already clenching around him, not wanting to let go. who loves the way you’re arching as you press yourself closer to him, savouring that welcome stretch you love so much when he joins with you.

new husband! shoto who wastes no time in moving his hips, pulling back until his tip is just barely inside as he watches the way squirm at the loss before thrusting back into your cunt, savouring the way to cry out at the surprise.

new husband! shoto who begins to fuck you with the sole intention of showing you just how much he loves you. that this is the closest he’ll ever be to someone, that he’ll make you feel exactly how he much love he holds for you and not used as a way to continue his bloodline.

new husband! shoto who’ll only ever take that journey when you’re both ready for it. after all, he’d love to have you round with his child so everyone knows you’re his and his alone. to know that he’s the only one you’ll ever be able to give yourself to completely, and that he’ll be the one who’s the father of your children. purely because that’s what you both want.

new husband! shoto who can briefly picture that image. who has to keep himself in check because that was for another day and a future conversation.

new husband! shoto who leans forward to messily kiss you, tongues clashing for a moment before he leans back. who grabs your legs and moves them to dangle in front of you, enjoying the feeling of the new angle as he reaches deep within you. judging by the way you moaned out and gripped his arms, he’d hit that spongy spot even better than earlier.

new husband! shoto who loves the feeling of your cunt gripping him harder, sucking him in deeper as your slick begins to splash out slightly, dotting onto his thighs as he thrusts harshly into you more. the squelching gaining loudness the quicker he snaps his hips.

new husband! shoto who presses into you deeper until he can feel that tell-tale sign you're near your next orgasm. the way your walls start to pulsate quicker around his cock makes him smirk before he pulls away, slipping out of your cunt as you whine out at the loss of feeling full and being so close to climaxing.

new husband! shoto who drops your legs before shuffling back, grabbing your hand to pull you off your back. who’s quick to turn you around so you face away from him, one set of fingers gripping your hip, the other set wrapped around your wrist as he pulls you back into him and lifts you up with little effort, sinking his cock back into you.

new husband! shoto who pulls your back into a lovely arch by your arm as he thrusts into you, savouring the way you bounce against him as your cries of pleasure increase. who's peering over your shoulder to watch the way your breasts brounce with each reentry of his cock into your puffy pussy. who doesn’t give a damn if people walking past can hear.

new husband! shoto who moves the hand on your hip between your legs, circling your clit with the pad of his finger as he activates his ice quirk slightly. who loves the way you shiver and moan out, begging for him to let you go. “f-fuck, shoto, p-please”.

new husband! shoto who, after a few more thrusts, will move both hands back to your hips, helping you to slam down in the position he has you in. who can feel the way your walls pulsate the closer you get. with words of "come on princess" and "let me feel you squeeze around my cock first like the good girl you are" that will help you reach that euphoria you've been chasing with a broken cry of his name.

new husband! shoto who savours the feeling of your vice like grip around him as he pushes you forward, pressing you into the mattress before he pistons his hips, driving his cock deeper into you. who makes sure to hit that spongy spot repeatedly while you're crying out from still being overly sensitive.

new husband! shoto who can feel his balls tighten as he nears his end. who quickly pulls out and grabs you, before pulling you on top of him after he's lain down. who helps you move and pushes back inside your overly sensitive cunt as he pulls you closer to him, lips crashing against yours in a messy and desperate kiss.

new husband! shoto who after a few more sloppy thrusts, groans against your swollen appendages as he cums, making sure to paint your insides white with his seed as he mumbles. “f-fuck, baby, take it all” and “going to fill you so full you’ll be dripping me for weeks”. who watches the way you shiver at the feeling and makes sure to keep himself sheathed within you to stop any of his seed from spilling out just yet.

new husband! shoto who lets you fall forward onto his chest, wrapping his arms around you as you pant to catch your breath. who runs a hand through your hair and kisses the top of your head. "you done so well princess, let's have a break".

new husband! shoto who manoeuvres you both into a more comfortable position as you hum out soflty, placing a hand on his chest to feel the steadying rhythm of his heart. who looks down at you as you concentrate on where your hand rests.

new husband! shoto who spends a good while chatting softly to you, talking about the moments of the day he loved the most, none topping the moment you were announced as husband and wife. “okay, maybe being able to fuck you as my wife came joint top”. who laughs at your flustered looked.

new husband! shoto who places a finger under your chin and tilts your head, looking over your face as you reach up to touch his. who closes his eyes at the feeling of you tracing the lighter scar on his face, normally, he’d hate anyone touching it, but he’s learned to love it thanks to you.

new husband! shoto who kisses your lips lovingly this time, savouring the way you move into him before pulling away from you, hearing you sighing out at the loss of contact and at the feeling of him pulling himself off you.

new husband! shoto who walks to the bathroom to grab some pieces before coming back to help you clean up, taking care of your now overly sensitive body. who’ll take a moment to watch his seed seep out of you slowly, chewing on his lip at the sight.

totally in love! shoto who, when he’s finished cleaning you, will pick you up and hold you close to him while he pulls the sheets back, climbing in and laying you next to him. who wraps his arm around you as he lays your head on his chest.

totally in love! shoto who whispers words of love and affection to you while he strokes your back and side. who thanks you for standing by him when he didn’t want anyone to be with him.

totally in love! shoto who wonders how he managed to be right here in this moment with you. who wonders how he was so lucky to be married and feel a sense of love and security from someone so close to him.

new husband! shoto who was more scared then he let on. who was originally afraid of letting anyone close to him, given his past. who just happened to bump into you one day while you walked the halls of u.a. who took a chance that day and didn’t look back.

new husband! shoto who looks down to see you asleep on his chest, smiling softly as he pulls you closer and the sheets around you both.

new husband! shoto who’s eternally grateful to you for wanting him and nothing more. who can’t wait for the rest of your married life together and the memories you’ll create.

new husband! shoto who knows his younger self would be proud of him and who he was now. one of the top pro heroes, as well as having his biggest supporter and cheerleader by his side for the rest of his life.

new husband! shoto who finally realises that everyone deserves love. even him.

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[megalony]

His Little Surprise

Okay, here is the Elliot Stabler request you have all been asking for. I hope you will all like it, please let me know what you think.

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@elizaelaine

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Summary: Elliot is unsure what to do when (Y/n) becomes pregnant. But they are both surprised at how the chemistry and love between them develops and unfolds.

Enjoy.

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The files in (Y/n)'s hands began to tap and shake against her waist as her hands shook back and forth with adrenaline and nervous energy. She felt so nervous that she couldn't feel her fingertips anymore, they were cold and numb as all the blood seemed to be pooling in her head and swirling in her stomach with the adrenaline.

She tried her best to hold her breath, to regulate her system as she walked into the squad room she frequented on a regular basis. This wasn't her department, (Y/n) didn't work in SVU, but she was always doing little jobs and notes for them.

Working in the forensic department had its perks when it meant working in collaberation with the detectives here.

The loud squad room was bustling with noise and voices and chairs scraping and cups banging on desks, but it was familiar.

Her eyes set on the one familiar desk she was always drawn to whenever she came here. Elliot's desk. He was sat at his desk this time, usually when (Y/n) came down to the squad he was either somewhere making a coffee or out somewhere questioning suspects or talking to victims.

Seeing him at his desk during the middle of the day, as opposed to sitting there late in the evening writing up his reports was a nice change.

But (Y/n) veered to the desk opposite Elliot's, aiming towards Olivia who was also sitting at her desk. Turning up at the precinct and going straight to her partner wasn't the most professional move, especially when she was here on business.

"Hey, I've got your order." Leaning over Olivia's desk, (Y/n) set the files down next to her.

Now she had nothing in her hands to use to dwindle away her nervous energy. Her hands moved to smooth down her shirt and run over her hips and she smiled nervously, even though it wasn't being around Olivia that was making her nervous.

Being in forensics meant that (Y/n) got to do a lot of various reports for different departments, but she was down at SVU quite often. This was how she had bumped into Elliot so much coming down here that they had started to date a few months after his separation with Kathy.

"Just what I needed, thanks. How are you doing?" Olivia was already opening the case file and flipping through the findings while she spoke. But she kept lifting her head every now and then to look at (Y/n) with a smile.

"I'm good, you owe me for the rush I put on those, by the way." (Y/n) smiled through the light joke. She was always getting asked to put a rush on the tests she had to run and the DNA she had to match.

Especially Elliot, he knew how to worm his way around her and ask sweetly for their forensics to be put at the top of the list, and (Y/n) always had a hard time saying no to his requests.

She heard Olivia murmur "Don't we always," but she knew Olivia was already scouring through the notes she needed to scan to find a match or any new evidence they could use against their suspect.

(Y/n) stepped away from the desk and when she looked towards Elliot's desk, he was already grinning up at her. He leaned back in his desk chair, hands clasped together on the desk as his head angled to the side and a smile graced his lips.

She moved over and perched on the corner of the desk, unable to stop her feet from tapping against the floor as she gripped the edge of the desk. The feeling of the desk pressing and cutting deeply into the palm of her hands was calming, it grounded her and let her smile across at Elliot.

She felt his hand move over to curl around her knee and he leaned forward with his other arm pressing down on the desk.

"Nice of you to drop by."

Elliot grinned. They both knew that (Y/n) didn't have to drop these files off personally. She could have sent them across or had a colleague bring them down to the station, but (Y/n) had brought them over herself because it gave her the opportunity to see Elliot and to have a talk with him while they both had the chance.

"You asked, I delivered." (Y/n) nudged her foot against Elliot's leg while her other foot tapped against the floor, tapping out a consistent rhythm.

"Thanks, so you okay?"

With a smile, Elliot began gliding his hand across (Y/n)'s knee while he angled his head to one side as he inclined closer to her. She looked nervous. It wasn't normal to see (Y/n) this nervous when she came down to the station.

He could see something changing in her eyes that wouldn't meet his gaze for long and the way she reached down to hold his wrist in a vipers grip told Elliot that she had something playing on her mind. Elliot kept gliding his thumb along (Y/n)'s thigh while he moved his other hand to graze along his chin. And he ended up resting his elbow on the table so his hand could prop his head up.

He whispered a quiet "What's up?" and gave her thigh a squeeze, because he could see something wasn't quite as it should be.

He was sure about ten different emotions swirled through (Y/n)'s eyes and he could feel her thigh bashing against the desk, desperate to start jittering and whacking the desk like a drumbeat was pulsing through her blood. But Elliot's hand was preventing that from happening.

"Can we talk… somewhere private?" (Y/n) ticked her head to the side and glanced her eyes around the squad room.

She needed to talk to him, she wanted to talk now rather than sitting and festering on all the thoughts running through her head and the emotions overwhelming her right now. But they couldn't talk here. There were too many prying eyes, too many ears listening in and it wasn't very private for the conversation (Y/n) needed to have with him.

A look of worry passed across Elliot's face, but he masked it well with a smile and a nod of his head. "Yeah, yeah sure."

He pushed up to his feet and slung his blazer over his shoulders before he looked over in Olivia's direction, muttering "Gonna grab a coffee," as he shook his hand to make his point. They were going for a walk and a chat, and he would bring Olivia a coffee on his way back.

His hand rested on (Y/n)'s lower back, his thumb gliding up and down her shirt in a soothing rhythm that seemed to help her calm down as they headed out the precinct. (Y/n) wasn't sure which direction they were going or which coffee shop they were aiming for, but it didn't matter. Elliot seemed to know where he wanted to go and as long as they were away from prying eyes and ears, (Y/n) didn't care where they went.

The air between them was thin but somehow comfortable, despite the silence it created. The hustle and bustle of hundreds of people mooching about the streets and pushing past to get to work made up for the lack of words between them.

(Y/n) found herself leaning into Elliot's side more and more as they walked in rhythm and her head leant against his shoulder.

She watched him point towards a coffee vender on the street corner and she nodded, (Y/n) wasn't going to drink whatever they got anyway, she was too nervous. Her insides were churning up like a cement mixer and adding a drink to that mix wasn't going to be the best idea.

Once they'd ordered and grabbed their drinks, (Y/n) followed Elliot's lead to a bench and slowly sat down beside him. She watched how he added three sugars to his coffee that only had the smallest splash of milk turning it from black to a very dark chocolate shade.

He looked so casual sitting there beside her. Shoulders broad and tense, back reclined against the bench, knees parted and thighs spread apart with the coffee cup resting expertly on his left thigh beside (Y/n).

Elliot gave the coffee a quick stir before taking a sip, but then his attention was all on (Y/n). He turned to the left so he was looking over at her, his left arm stretched across the back of the bench so his fingers were ghosting over the back of her shoulder, not quite touching her yet.

His smile was soft and inviting and there was something in his eyes that made (Y/n) feel calm, despite the worrying reason she needed to talk to him.

"So, is everything okay?" There was no air of suspicion in his voice like there would be if he was talking to a victim or a suspect, because (Y/n) was neither.

She was his partner and Elliot was learning to notice all her quirks, all the little details. The way she chewed on her lower lip, how she would scratch her nails along the back of her hands or bite the skin around her nails if she was worried. He knew all the different smiles she displayed and what it meant when she wouldn't meet his eyes or when she looked up at him through her lashes in that way that made his knees tremble.

Everything he now had with (Y/n) was everything that made Elliot feel like a younger version of himself, like he was back in college again because there was chemistry. There was fun and love and jokes and teasing. There wasn't culpability or stress or that mundane feeling of being stuck in the same loop over and over again like there had been when he married Kathy.

"I don't know." (Y/n)'s fingers began to tap against the cup she was nursing but she couldn't bring herself to take one sip. Not yet. Not until this conversation had been aired out and everything that was on her mind was out in the open.

She could feel Elliot's eyes burning into her skin and she tried her best to avoid his gaze and stare down at her cup, but it was hard. She couldn't keep looking down when Elliot simply leaned in closer and closer until he was close to knocking their temples together. And she knew if she didn't look up soon, he would just get even closer. His simple, polite way of getting her to open up to him.

"What does that mean, baby what's going on?"

The strong coffee burned the back of Elliot's throat and he took a few more swigs before he set the cup down next to him on the bench so he could give his full attention to (Y/n).

He couldn't work out if there was something wrong here or if (Y/n) was just overthinking something. Clearly it couldn't be anything disastrous if she didn't see it as a problem or didn't think it was something to be fearful of.

His hand slid off the bench and onto (Y/n)'s shoulder and he gently reeled her into his side until she was leaning against him and her head angled up to look at him. But he could see her eyes were close to watering and she had been holding her breath for so long that her chest was twitching and stuttering.

"I'm pregnant." She whispered the words rather than speaking them, and her voice was so quiet that (Y/n) barely heard herself.

She had no idea how Elliot managed to hear and understand her, but she knew he did. The way his eyes widened and the parting of his lips was a clear sign that those words had settled into his mind and were now wrecking the stability he thought he had.

(Y/n) had no idea what his reaction was going to be, but she knew it wasn't going to be a bright smile and jumping for joy. When they first started seeing each other, they were just going on dates and seeing where it would lead, but it was clear pretty quickly that they had something special.

They kept it a secret for a while, Elliot hadn't long left Kathy and he didn't want to upset his kids or have anyone in the precinct whispering or saying things behind their backs. (Y/n) was younger than him. She wasn't a teen and she wasn't a naïve young woman, but she was quite a few years Elliot's junior. Not that it mattered at all, none of their friends or co-workers had said anything or made any rude comments, everyone had been loving and happy for them.

But a baby wasn't supposed to be on the cards.

A sigh tumbled past Elliot's lips as he straightened up and removed his arm from (Y/n)'s shoulders so he could run his hand up and down the back of his neck.

It was his turn to look away from (Y/n) this time and his eyes immediately set on watching the pavement, noting the different shoes passing by and the people they belonged to.

He tried not to frown or grimace, but he knew his expression now looked washed out and wavering. "Oh Jesus."

"I- I know this isn't what you wanted when we got into this," Panic started to ebb away at (Y/n)'s chest and bubble up in her stomach as she set her coffee down to begin ringing her hands out in front of her.

When their relationship became more than a few dates here and there, when they decided to make a go of things, Elliot said kids wasn't something he was looking for. He already had four children with Kathy and his youngest were teens, and Elliot wasn't exactly young. He thought he was past that prime of his life where he would be having a family and having more kids.

It had been hard enough to leave Kathy and file for divorce, something that went against his faith and that he never wanted to do because he'd always imagined settling down and being with that one person for the rest of his life. But his life had been changing recently with (Y/n). Children weren't the kind of change Elliot had been expecting.

And (Y/n) didn't want him to think that she had somehow planned or hoped for this to happen.

The last thing (Y/n) wanted was for Elliot to feel like she was trapping him in this relationship. There was no obligation for him to stick around if this wasn't what he wanted, even though deep down (Y/n) knew Elliot would never do that. This wasn't the kind of news either of them expected.

"El…"

(Y/n) dared to reach her hand across and rest on his thigh and she was relieved when he didn't pull back or push her away or glare at her. She needed to know what was going through his head and what he wanted to do and where they would go from here. It had been just about the only thing she could think about and comprehend.

She watched him drag both hands up and down his face and click his neck from side to side before he took a deep breath and looked over at her.

"I- I just need to think about this. Sweetheart my youngest are fourteen, that- that's quite a gap and I'm not exactly a young marine anymore." There was an air of humour about his words, even if Elliot wasn't smiling or laughing right now.

He was grateful when (Y/n) hummed and nodded. She didn't try and argue or tell him to explain his thoughts and reel everything off to her right here and now. She wasn't hounding him to think of a decision and tell her what they were going to do.

She was just letting him process it.

This was a lot to think about and take in. Elliot's youngest were the twins, and they were fourteen now. They were in high school. That was a big age gap to have between them, not to mention Kathleen who was in college, that would be a twenty year gap between his eldest child and his youngest if they went ahead with this pregnancy.

It was controversial, it wasn't exactly ideal and Elliot didn't want to think that he was too old to be having a child. He would rather be on the older side than have kids too young, and at least he had stability now which he and Kathy didn't have in the beginning when they had Kathleen.

Turning to the left, Elliot wormed his arm back around (Y/n)'s shoulders and let her lean into his chest. He attached his lips to her temple and closed his eyes, trying to take this all in.

They just needed some time to think, and that was okay.

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A jolt ran through (Y/n)'s system and she gasped when she suddenly felt an arm bind around her waist. Her muscles seized up and she froze on the spot, but she could feel herself thawing out almost immediately when a familiar pair of lips attached to her neck just behind her ear.

Elliot.

He was early, (Y/n) was half expecting to get a phone call from him saying he was running late and would meet her there, or to say for her to go ahead without him and he would make it up to her.

She hadn't expected him to turn up at her work this early, clearly wanting to go together.

A smile wormed its way onto her lips and she turned her head to the left so she could press a quick kiss to his cheek.

"Hey, you ready?" He murmured the words into her neck, still glued up behind her with his chest pressing down into her back and his arm around her like a belt, binding them together.

"You're early." (Y/n) kissed his cheek again before she closed the file in front of her and tucked it away safely in a side drawer. It was the end of her shift for the day , even though she knew after they had been out, Elliot would have to head back to the station to finish the remainder of his shift.

"What, you thought I wouldn't be here to pick you up?"

(Y/n) grabbed her phone and keys, slipping them into her bag as she turned around while Elliot stayed practically meshed up against her. And his arm stayed bound around her middle with his hand on her stomach.

"With your amount of overtime? You do kind of live at the station more than you do our place." It wasn't a jibe or a curse, (Y/n) was simply making a joke and Elliot knew it which was why he shifted his hand down to swat her hip playfully.

"Yeah, well I told Cragen I needed an hour for a doctor's appointment. I'm not missing this." There was a sense of determination in his voice that made (Y/n)'s knees quiver and turn to jelly.

They had a scan today. (Y/n) had switched her shifts around so she didn't have to come back to work after the scan, but she did kind of expect Elliot to either be there right on time or not to be there at all, and she wouldn't hold it against him. He had a busy work load, when they got a case they practically lived at the station or out on the streets interviewing potential suspects.

But Elliot wanted to be there. He hadn't managed to make it to all of Kathy's antinatal appointments and it was something that stuck in the back of Elliot's head from time to time.

This was his last kid, he didn't think he would be going through fatherhood for a fifth time and it was definite that this would be the last time. He wanted to make the most of it, and that meant making all of (Y/n)'s appoinments with her.

He knew that if he said he was going for (Y/n)'s appointment that he would still have a big chance of being fine to leave early and make it. But saying the appointment was for himself meant Elliot could keep this moment to himself for a while longer and it assured that he couldn't be held back at the station. The department couldn't keep him from a hospital visit if they thought it was for his own benefit.

(Y/n) was quite pleased that she didn't have to drive. When they got out to the car park, she climbed into Elliot's car and leant her forehead against the window.

Her fingers started to drum against her stomach and she glanced her eyes down to her bump when they started to drive.

They were halfway through the pregnancy now. Twenty weeks along, and roughly twenty weeks left.

(Y/n) had been slightly unsure at first when Elliot said that he wanted to do this, that he was all in and wanted to have another kid. She wasn't sure whether he was just saying that because this was the situation they found themselves in and he felt obligated to go through with it.

He proved her wrong. Elliot proved this was what he wanted, he was throwing himself right into the mix as if this had been the plan all along. He had sat his kids down and told them, he had told Kathy, he talked to the team down at the precinct and told them the good news and that he would be needing some vacation time off soon.

And he was already gearing up to get the nursery sorted in the next few weeks and preparing to get everything they needed ready in advance. The advantage of having done all of this a few times before meant that Elliot had this planning and preparation down to a fine art now and he knew exactly what they needed to do and when to get started.

(Y/n) found herself muttering "Are you nervous?" when they finally pulled up at the hospital and got out the car.

She wasn't sure why she was so nervous, it wasn't as if there was anything wrong or they had any reason to think anything would be wrong, but (Y/n) couldn't help it. She could feel the nerves bubbling up inside her stomach and the adrenaline shooting through her chest.

The moment Elliot was stood beside her, (Y/n) looped both her hands around his bicep and pushed herself up into his side. She leaned her cheek against his arm and gingerly smiled up at him when he looked down at her with that charming grin

"No, should I be?" There was a slight quirk to his lips like he was teasing her. Elliot wasn't nervous. He had been terrified at their first scan, he had it in his head that something would go wrong and he had still been in disbelief right until he saw that tiny grey shape on the screen.

But he wasn't nervous or worried anymore. Each day that passed seemed to set this reality in stone for him and he was becoming more hopeful and brighter with each passing day when he feared he might become nervous and bridled with anxiety.

"You've done this before," (Y/n) murmured into his coat sleeve and cosied up a bit closer into his side as they headed into the hospital and aimed for the ultrasound unit.

Elliot had done this lots of times before, even if he hadn't made it to all of Kathy's appointments, he was still no stranger to this process. (Y/n) had had two previous appointments, that wasn't enough to make her feel calm or ready or knowledgeable about any of this. She felt like a beginner who didn't have a clue what they were doing.

"It's gonna be fine." Elliot's voice was quiet but his words were reassuring and (Y/n) knew she could feel him smiling into her hair as he leant down to kiss the top of her head.

Sometimes she couldn't quite believe how affectionate he was or how in love with her he seemed to be, despite being unsure about this pregnancy at first. Now, it felt as if there had been no worries in the first place.

When they headed down all the twisting corridors and hidden corners and found their way through the maze, (Y/n) reluctantly unwound herself from Elliot's arm so she could sign in.

But she smiled to herself when she felt Elliot stood right beside her like a bodyguard, a protector, her shadow. And she felt his hand move to her lower back and his fingers danced over her skin, moving from left to right like he was drawing large circles along her back while he turned his head and glanced around the rather empty waiting area.

It was the same when they sat down. (Y/n) always noticed that Elliot looked like he was on duty even when he wasn't technically at work or when he was on a day off. He was always watching and analysing the other people around him and even if he nodded and smiled at them, it was clear he was assessing them. Seeing whether they were a threat, guessing what they were thinking and checking for any anomalies.

As they sat down together, he was sat almost on the very edge of his chair but he was leaning to the right until his side bumped into (Y/n)'s. And his right arm stretched across her so his hand could clamp down on her knee lovingly and his arm was resting over her bump.

(Y/n) resumed leaning her head on his arm and she took to gliding her fingers up and down Elliot's arm that was laid across her like a protective barrier. But instead of focusing on the two other couples and the one gentleman sat in the waiting area, instead of analysing them like Elliot, (Y/n) looked down at her stomach.

Sometimes when she looked down, she tried to imagine what their baby would look like, how big they would be and how light they would feel in her arms. It didn't matter that the midwife usually said roughly what size and how big they would be, (Y/n) could never quite get her head around it or imagine their size properly.

And it was such an invigorating change to see her bump finally starting to show. For the first few weeks after telling Elliot, (Y/n) was almost disappointed when she didn't notice any change in her stomach at all. But now it was different. She had a roundness, a shape, a real bump and she couldn't stop herself from tapping her stomach every now and then and looking with glee now that it was like she had proof that they were having a baby.

When her name was called out, (Y/n) heard Elliot murmur "Here we go," under his breath and it made her smile.

She kept her hands attached to his arm almost like she was hiding behind him for protection when really, she was seeking comfort. The air of confidence and assurity that Elliot had about him was something (Y/n) admired, something she didn't always assert. And she'd noticed that since they'd gotten in the car, Elliot hadn't stopped smiling.

"Hi (Y/n), how are we doing today?"

"Good, I'm feeling fine." (Y/n) refrained from looking over her shoulder at Elliot as she spoke and plastered a smile on her face as she looked ahead at the midwife.

"Perfect, let's take some measurements and blood pressure, then we can get on with the scan."

(Y/n) nodded and moved over towards the corner of the room where the midwife was now pointing to the scales. It was still relatively new to (Y/n) and still felt strange when her tummy was prodded and assessed and checked to feel how the baby was laid and that everything was moving ahead smoothly.

She didn't know where to look. When she tilted her head to the right, her eyes immediately landed on Elliot and there was something in his eyes, something burning within those pupils that made (Y/n) feel like she was catching fire too.

The way he was sitting there with his body hunched forward and his elbows propped up on his thighs almost made him look intimidating. But the smile on his face contradicted that output.

He was smiling at her. He couldn't look anywhere else and (Y/n) could see that it was almost like his eyes had a gravitational pull towards her stomach. When he tried to look away, he found himself staring right back at her bump again. A sight he didn't think he would see again, let alone love this much.

He had one hand rubbing and tapping against his chin but it didn't obscure the curve of his lips which almost reached his eyes.

The way he looked at her was enough to make (Y/n) hang her head in hopes that it hid the bashful expression trying to flood her face.

"That all seems good, shall we take a look at baby now?"

(Y/n) almost felt like she was going to break out into trembles when she sat on the bed and started tapping her heels back and forth to try and rid the nervous energy from her system.

She didn't want to be told that anything was wrong or there was a problem or something not quite right with the baby. Things had been going well so far, everything seemed to be falling into place, and (Y/n) couldn't help but think that maybe something would go wrong to try and even out the score.

She was grateful when Elliot reached down and slid his hand into her own when he moved to stand next to her at the side of the bed. His right arm was resting against the back of the bed just behind (Y/n)'s head, allowing him to lean over her and have a perfect view of the screen on the opposite side.

They both heard the midwife murmuring "Let's take a look," and (Y/n) tried her best to hold still when the gel was squished around her stomach.

She let her eyes focus on the screen that looked like a bad chalk picture until the grey pixels finally formed a coherent shape.

"Baby looks to be a good size, blood flow is normal, placenta is in place."

Those words were just enough to untangle the mess of knots that had been forming in (Y/n)'s stomach. She let herself breathe, ignoring the uncomfortable feeling of the sonogram pressing down on her bladder to try and focus on the relief she was now drowning in.

She felt Elliot lean down to press his lips against her temple and she was sure he muttered "Told you," under his breath, although she couldn't be sure.

"Are you wanting to find out the gender today?"

A quiet look shared between the couple as Elliot shrugged his shoulders and smiled. They had mentioned this a week or two ago, but Elliot didn't mind either way, he had told (Y/n) that it was her choice and he would go along with whatever she decided.

He grazed his fingers along her temple and down the side of her neck while his other hand was deadlocked around hers and his thumb was periodically brushing the back of her hand.

The smile on his face was comforting and made (Y/n) feel at ease as she turned to look up at the midwife. "Yes please."

She wanted to know. (Y/n) didn't want to wait another four months to find out whether they were going to have another girl to add to Elliot's collection or a boy so Dickie wasn't so outnumbered. (Y/n) wanted to find out now so they could start preparing and thinking of names and telling people.

"Okay then, looks like you'll be having a little girl." As soon as those words passed the midwife's lips, Elliot's smile broadened and a deep chuckle rumbled through his chest.

Another girl. Dickie was stuck with being the only boy, he was going to have four sisters now instead of three.

(Y/n) couldn't stop the smile from spreading across her face as she tilted to the left and leant her cheek against Elliot's arm while she brought his hand up to press against her chest.

"A baby girl."

***

"How are my girls?" Elliot's voice was quiet and had a slight edge that gave away how tired he felt, but the way he tried to smile made (Y/n) grin back at him.

She could see how tired he was by the way he stripped down and seemed to move in a daze, like he was working on autopilot and didn't really need to register what he was doing in order to do it. He must have taken off his jacket and tie somewhere along the way to the bedroom because they were nowhere to be seen.

His expression was clearly drained and (Y/n) didn't want to ask what kind of case he had been hounded with this week. It was clearly one that was taking a toll, because Elliot only looked this relieved to be home into a sense of peace and sanctity when cases became too much for him.

She watched as he climbed into bed and practically melted into a puddle and for a brief moment (Y/n) wondered if he had managed to fall asleep right then and there. The way Elliot closed his eyes and breathed deeply suggested he was about to fall asleep.

But then he smiled. His lips turned upwards and he tiredly opened his eyes to look up at (Y/n). While he had flopped and laid down, (Y/n) was sitting up in bed, something which Elliot found strange since the tv wasn't on and she wasn't reading a book either. And it was late.

"We're fine, are you okay?" (Y/n) watched as he dragged a hand up and down his face, trying to smother a groan and liven himself up a little so they could talk.

"Long day," Elliot rubbed at his eyes that were tired from practically living down at the precinct for the last two days. He was exhausted and happy to finally be back home.

A sigh rolled past his lips and he tilted his head back so he could look up at (Y/n) a bit better, trying to assess what she was actually doing and why she was awake so late. And then he noticed the plastic bowl in her hand that her fingers were gently strumming against like she was creating a drumbeat.

Elliot found himself frowning when he looked up at (Y/n) and a noise caught his attention. He didn't like the sound of whatever she was chewing; she was crunching something and it sounded like she was munching on broken glass. It sounded like she was breaking her teeth.

"What're you eating?" It wasn't like (Y/n) to go and get a midnight snack so late into the night.

(Y/n) paused, sucking her lower lip between her teeth as she glanced down to her right where Elliot was looking up at her through tired, squinted eyes.

Leaning down to the right, (Y/n) pressed her lips against Elliot's temple to give him a quick kiss, and allow the ice cube between her lips to connect with his forehead. She smiled against his skin when he huffed and tensed up, momentarily wondering if he could get brain freeze from touching something cold as opposed to eating it.

He pushed up on his elbow and peered down into the bowl just to assure himself that his assumption was right. (Y/n) was crunching on ice cubes. Strange; that wasn't a craving that Elliot has witnessed before. The only time he had seen Kathy eat ice cubes was once in the delivery room, and she hadn't been happy about it, nor had it been a craving.

"Out of all the stuff in the kitchen, you fancied some ice? You know I'll go down and get you something else if you want."

Elliot had no problem heading down to the kitchen and finding something a bit more substantial and tasteful for (Y/n) to pick at if she was hungry. There were much better options downstairs than a bowl of ice that was rather plain and tasteless.

But (Y/n) shook her head and popped another cube into her mouth. She wasn't eating it because she was bored or couldn't decide what to eat, this is what she fancied. Something crunchy and freezing cold.

"Not me. Your girl decided on this, she likes the cold." For some unknown reason, (Y/n) was craving ice. The sensation made her ears pop with every crunch and her mouth had gone numb from the temperature, but she was fixated and just kept crunching away on the cubes.

At least it kept her hydrated.

"Strange child," Elliot mumbled with a tired grin on his face as he inched closer towards (Y/n) until he was able to sling an arm around her waist. His hand began to draw patterns along her skin and he pressed a kiss to her stomach, unable to prevent his eyes from closing.

"Not tired?"

Elliot hadn't been home for nearly two days, he wasn't sure what (Y/n) had been up to or how well she had been sleeping, but he wasn't used to her being wide awake like this when he finally got back from work. Maybe she had taken a nap during the day and was now wide awake. Maybe she couldn't sleep.

"She won't settle, and I can't get comfy." (Y/n) was tired enough to sleep, her eyes were aching to close and her mind was buzzing with the need to settle down and get some sleep. But she couldn't.

She couldn't sleep when the baby was constantly moving around and wriggling and shifting and making her uncomfortable. And whenever (Y/n) tried to lie down and get herself settled, she was either in too much discomfort to sleep or the baby moving kept her awake, so she had given up.

"Maybe she's ready to meet us." Elliot's words were so quiet that (Y/n) almost dismissed them as him just muttering to the baby, something he had grown accustomed to doing recently. But when she registered what he'd said, she angled her head down to look at him.

The plastic bowl of ice was moved to the side drawer, forgotten as (Y/n) looped her arm around the back of Elliot's shoulders.

"You think so?"

Elliot angled his head back a bit so he could look up at (Y/n) again and the soft grin that had melted onto his features was heart warming. He continued to dance his hand along her stomach, as if to prove that he wasn't about to fall asleep and leave her awake on her own.

"I reckon she'll be here soon." He knew the signs and what to look out for, and he was betting that in a few days, they would get to meet their little girl.

For a minute or two, Elliot closed his eyes and tilted his head down until his lips were nuzzled into (Y/n)'s hair against the top of her head. He smiled into her hair as he began to hum quietly.

It was almost strange, standing here in their hospital room beside the bed rather than sitting on it. He had (Y/n) in his arms, her temple pressed against his sternum and her arms locked around his neck while his hands gripped and squeezed her hips.

From the outside it looked like they were doing some kind of slow dance, swaying from left to right without really moving their feet or straying from the spot.

(Y/n) had been in labour for almost a day now and when they came to the hospital, she had tried sitting and lying on the bed but she didn't feel comfortable. The only thing she wanted to do was either crouch down or move off the bed, but Elliot had been surprised to find that stood tangled together like this had been the most calming thing for (Y/n).

And he was more than happy to oblige and stay like this for as long as she needed. It was calming to be entwined like this, no music, no senseless chatter, no noise other than the sound of their breathing.

Elliot's mind began to wander off to the other three times he had been in this position and how different it had been. Kathy hadn't clung to him like this, granted she wanted him right there beside her, but she barely wanted to hold his hand. Whereas if he took one step away from (Y/n) she was frantically reaching back out for him, wanting him as close as she could get him. He liked that. He liked feeling needed and involved and attached like this.

Just as he found himself forgetting where he was, he was brought back to reality when (Y/n) tightened her arms around his neck. Her lower back arched out as Elliot felt her hold her breath for a moment before she sighed into his shirt.

"Okay?" He murmured as he moved one hand from her hip to rub up and down her back. But his eyes drifted to the door when the midwife quietly knocked and walked in.

(Y/n) brushed her thumb up and down the back of Elliot's neck to try and distract herself from the pain that wasn't stopping. It felt like she could feel each muscle tearing itself apart and contorting into odd shapes to make room for the baby. It was a horrid feeling but it was also strange to think that there was such a huge gain at the end of all of this.

"Shall we get you on the bed and see how you're doing?" The midwife commented as she walked over to the pair of them, standing to one side so she didn't completely ruin their harmony.

(Y/n) didn't really want to sit down, but she knew it was about time she did so she nodded against Elliot's chest and let him guide her backwards. She let him lead her to the bed and carefully ease her down.

It took (Y/n) a moment to unravel her arms from Elliot's neck, but she relished in the kiss he pressed to her temple and when she moved her hands down to hold onto his arm, Elliot took the hint. That same smile never left his lips as he sank down on the edge of the bed so their thighs were touching and his knee was nudging hers.

He let (Y/n) take hold of his right hand while his left hand moved to rub circles into her lower back. (Y/n) squeezed his hand tightly when another contraction hit her and although she was thankful they were finally getting closer together, she wasn’t too keen on the pain it suddenly hit her with.

She said nothing as the midwife put a heartbeat monitoring clip on her finger and two more to her stomach to monitor the baby’s heartbeat. She tipped her head back into the pillows and tried to smile at the notion that this might all finally be over soon.

"You're fully dilated now. You can begin to push on the next contraction," The midwife stated kindly, seeing the relief on both their faces at finally getting closer to meeting their girl.

"You don't mess around, do you baby?" Elliot mused with a grin that reached his eyes when (Y/n) tilted her head back on his shoulder. She remembered him saying Kathy had been in labour almost three days when she had Kathleen.

(Y/n) had barely been in labour for eighteen hours and she was already near the finish line.

When the next contraction came, (Y/n) began to push, unable to stop herself from groaning and she pressed her free hand down into the bed to try and stabilise herself and stop from screaming. She sat forward a little, trying to find the easiest and most comfortable position and she wanted so badly to smile when she felt Elliot's lips attaching to the side of her neck.

If he was trying to distract her from the pain then it was starting to work. And (Y/n) knew he was murmuring something into her skin, but the pain was forcing her heartbeat to pound in her ears and she couldn't make out what he was saying. Not that it mattered, whatever praise he said was making her heartbeat increase nonetheless and if she weren't in so much pain she would have been blushing by now.

She tightened her hold on his hand and tugged it closer to her stomach, keeping Elliot as close as possible and wrapped around her like a security blanket.

Her eyes closed and her body tensed up, but she could feel Elliot leaning with her like he was moving and adapting and curving around her to try and make her feel better. He was proving a useful distraction right now.

"Okay, head's born now, well done."

Something akin to a smile fluttered on (Y/n)'s lips when she felt Elliot carefully pull his head away from her neck when he heard the midwife's words. His chest stayed merged with her side and he was still cocooned around her, but he leaned over (Y/n)'s shoulder so he could take a look.

(Y/n) loved the look of awe on Elliot's face. He had seen Kathy do this three times- well, four considering her last birth was with twins- but he still looked so amazed as if this was the first time he had seen someone he loved go through labour.

She knew it took a lot to break Elliot's hardened persona and bring him to tears, in his line of job he had to desensitise to most things or he wouldn't get through the day. But seeing his reddened eyes welling up with tears and that open mouthed, dazzled grin on his face was enough to spur (Y/n)'s heart into a frenzy.

And to think just a few months ago they had both been unsure about this future, about whether or not this was the right course to take. (Y/n) could see in Elliot's face that there was no where else he would rather be right now.

"Alright, push again (Y/n),"

"She's almost here, you're doing so well." Elliot turned his head back towards (Y/n) and nudged his nose against hers. He dipped his head down to steal a quick, wet kiss from her lips as he squeezed her hand tightly.

Tears tracked down (Y/n)'s face and she felt like she was on fire when she heard the midwife say that the shoulders were born. Then the arms.

It was almost as if her heart was about to beat out of her chest, she could practically feel herself vibrating with her heartbeat so much so that the last push didn't even hurt anymore. She had gone blissfully numb and overheated, but she didn't care.

All she cared about was that little mewling cry that broke through the air and sent her limbs spasming and shaking.

Her body slumped back into Elliot and she couldn't hear whatever he said even though she could feel his lips moving against her neck and his voice vibrating against her skin. His arms tightened around her waist in a comforting, bubbling hug as he held her tightly to his chest and started to sway them side to side.

She realised after a moment or two that he was praising "That's my girl," into her neck and it made her smile through her exhausted pants.

She moved her trembling hands up to grip onto Elliot's forearm that was bound across her chest while his other arm stayed secured around her lower waist, keeping her glued into his chest like he wanted her as close to his heart as he could get her.

She let her head flop back on his shoulder and her wet lips smothered his neck as her nails punctured into his arms to try and ground herself and bring herself back to reality.

(Y/n)'s lips curved up into a smile and she kissed his neck a bit more firmly this time when she heard Elliot murmur "She's finally here." They had done it. These last eight months of turmoil and change and love had been well worth it. Their daughter was finally here, she would be in their arms in no time.

"Would dad like to cut the cord?"

It was as if the midwife knew what was going through their minds. Elliot had cut the words with all four of his other children, and he had been secretly hoping to carry on that tradition with his fifth- and last- baby.

He almost didn't want to let (Y/n) slide out of his arms, but she was already sitting forward to allow him to move. She felt him press a sloppy kiss to her cheek before he slid off the bed and moved towards the end of the bed where the midwife was hovering.

His fingers briefly skimmed across (Y/n)'s ankle and up the back of her leg creating goosebumps and shivers in his wake before he took the medical scissors from the midwife. Elliot was surprised he wasn't shaking by now and he tightened his grip to ensure that he wouldn't suddenly burst out into trembles.

The midwife held the cord up where she had clamped it off and Elliot expertly cut it just like he had done four times before. He had been so sure, so clear and adamant that the twins were the last time he would be in this position. How wrong he had been; and how happy he was to be proved wrong like this.

"Here's your little girl,"

A grin broke out on (Y/n)'s tear-stained face and her arms moved up to shakily curl around her baby when the newborn was placed down on her chest. She brushed her finger across her daughter's head, feeling the tiny wisps of hair that felt like streaks of cotton against her skin.

"She's beautiful." Elliot sat back down on the side of the bed next to (Y/n) again and perched his chin on her shoulder to look down at their creation.

He knew she wouldn't open her eyes just yet but he wanted to know what colour they were and see how big they would be. He wanted to know if she would look like him or if she would take after (Y/n). He wanted to decipher whose nose she had, who her smile would resemble more and he wanted to see the way she would look at him when those pretty little eyes finally opened.

He wanted to see everything and take in every last detail of his little girl, his little surprise. The bundle that had changed their lives for the better.

"Are you ready?" (Y/n) knew she sounded breathless and her voice was probably hoarse, but Elliot didn't seem to notice or care.

As soon as her arms were nudging out towards him, his chest tensed and puffed out as he took the deepest breath possible before opening his arms out. His broad arms slid beneath (Y/n)'s as their girl was exchanged between them like the most precious cargo in the world.

He shuffled her around so she was placed in the crook of his elbow with her head turned towards his arm, and it felt like she was kissing his skin when her lips started to move. He brushed his index finger across the side of her face and down her cheek, admiring every mark and feature he came across. His eyes could barely look anywhere else, but he managed to drag his gaze from the girl in his arms to look at the one sat at his side.

He loved how (Y/n) nuzzled her cheek into his shoulder and wove her arms around his torso, clinging to him like he was a teddy bear she wanted to squeeze tight.

The family Elliot always thought he would have had adapted, that image had blended and changed for the better. And right here in his arms, were the final pieces of the puzzle. His girls. His family was complete.

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IDW's Knuckles 30th Anniversary special

I'm still working on finishing Shadow Generations and writing up a big thing about it (yes, yes, it's taken me a month to finish a four hour game, I know), but in the meantime we've got another new Classic era comic out from IDW! Let's talk about that.

The last Classic era release we got was the Fang miniseries earlier this year, which I mostly enjoyed but also found a bit underwhelming. It felt like we were getting diminishing returns with the Classic comics. Ian seemed to be struggling to make the Classic era feel fresh within Sega's current restrictions for that branch of the brand, a branch that by its very nature discourages experimentation and new ideas in a way that the ever-evolving Modern era doesn't. He was mostly just playing the hits, sticking the currently permitted Classic era characters next to each other in straightforward one-off adventures and letting the art team do their thing. We were getting the Ian who was happy to simply be able to take these toys out of the toy box. Again, these comics have been fine, and the art's always a treat, but the novelty of simply seeing a comic with the old character designs was wearing off for me when the stories didn't have as much meat as Ian's (or Evan's) excellent Modern era work.

And then along comes this Knuckles 30th Anniversary special, which is by far my favorite Classic Sonic comic Ian's written for IDW.

...I can't really talk about why it's so good without getting into spoilers, though. The short version is that it's a really nice little story about Knuckles and another character from the games, who's used as a great foil for him... except the solicit didn't even say which character it is, so I'm hesitant to say here. But if you're a fan of Knuckles, you should definitely just go read this. It's great. This one's mandatory reading to me.

And with that out of the way, let's dig deeper and get into the spoilers.

The spoiler zone

After an opening that very blatantly homages Tyson Hesse's old Knuckles comic (yes, the very same one that helped inspire the name of this blog), Knuckles realizes that Angel Island has drifted near the Northstar Islands from Sonic Superstars, and decides that the Master Emerald must be giving him a mission to train the archipelago's own resident guardian.

Yes, this isn't just a Knuckles comic. It's a Knuckles and Trip comic!

I was really delighted by this. I like Trip a lot, and it's nice to get this chance to expand upon her as a character. I think this is her first speaking role, even? I'm glad to see her stick around, and I'm glad to see her appear in the comics so soon, especially since we're still waiting for the mainline comics to incorporate Sage. She's still clumsy and fairly timid, like in the game, but without the looming thread of Eggman she gets to let loose a little. She's very exuberant and expressive and playful, especially thanks to Aaron Hammerstrom's fantastic art throughout the issue (complemented with inks by Rik Mack and colors by Valentina Pinto). It makes sense why she gets along so well with Amy. I hope we get to see those two interact more in the future!

Anyway, so Knuckles shows up on the Northstar Islands after contemplating his lot in life, and realizes that he and Trip have a lot in common. She's not as strong or confident as him, but they're both the last of their kind, these lone guardians of these ancient magical gemstones. He's showing up under the pretense of training her, but you can tell it's nice for him to have a kindred spirit, someone who might be able to really get him.

And then Trip's like... wait, you think I'm the last of my kind?

Yes, the Northstar Islands have actually been inhabited by a whole civilization of sungazers like Trip the whole time! We just didn't see them in the game because, y'know. Eggman was attacking. So Trip told everyone to find shelter and hide from the Badniks. (This actually makes a lot of sense, since you pass by this very village in Speed Jungle Zone. Somebody's gotta maintain those straw roofs and light those torches, and I can't imagine Trip managing all that upkeep herself.)

This also includes a grandfather for Trip, who's been training her as the archipelago's new guardian. Naturally, this has led to some speculation from fans about the old "mandates." In the wake of the Penders lawsuits and Archie's reboot, Sega declared that the comics could no longer create comic-original relatives for the game characters. Has that changed now?

Well, I'm hesitant to read too much into this. For one, as Ian has tried to drill into peoples' heads for years now, the so-called "mandates" aren't a set of concrete commandments from Sega, they just have some general guidelines for the brand, some of which have more wiggle room than others and some of which have changed over time. There's also the simple fact that Sega is working way more closely with the team at IDW, and that people like Ian and Evan are literally on the official Sonic lore team now. Ian can presumably work with the lore team and Sega to figure out Trip's family, and then go and work what they've decided on into a comic, so it's entirely possible Trip's grandpa isn't considered a comic-original character so much as he's a character conceptualized at Sega who just happens to have appeared in an IDW comic before anything else. The lines are a lot blurrier now with all this cross-pollination, compared to the Archie days when it was a separate creative team and a separate canon.

But, again, I don't want to speculate too heavily about what goes on behind the scenes. Regardless, Ian was able to use this comic to expand upon the world of the games and the characters that inhabit it, and I love it for that. It's the first of these Classic comics that feels like truly mandatory reading for the way it builds upon the games. These days we so rarely get to see communities like this in the Sonic world with their own cultures. It's not like we know anything about "hedgehog culture" or whatever. So this is a nice change of pace. The Northstar Islands feel totally different now that I know they've actually been inhabited the whole time, and knowing that Trip is part of an active community with their own history and customs puts a whole new spin on her as a character.

It also makes her a great foil for Knuckles here. He showed up on the island thinking he'd have a lot to teach Trip as someone who's got more life experience as a lone guardian, only to realize his assumptions about her life were completely wrong. Trip brags to her grandpa that Knuckles is gonna train her, but he quickly realizes he doesn't have much to teach her. She may be kind of cowardly, but she knows her way around the island, she can think on her feet, and she can handle herself well enough in a fight, in her own slapstick way.

He doesn't say as much, but you can tell Knuckles is embarrassed about all this. This clumsy kid is showing him up, even though she won't even really listen to his advice! He's also, perhaps, a bit jealous. It's not like he had a grandfather to train him in the ways of being a guardian. (Not in this continuity, anyway.) He doesn't get a whole village of echidnas to teach him about his heritage. He doesn't get fancy ceremonial armor. It's just him, a big green rock, and his two fists. He thought he had this whole guardian thing figured out, and he'd be able to give a kindred spirit like Trip some advice, but it turns out she's lived a whole different life, making him question if he even knows what he's doing. He quickly gets fed up with both Trip and himself, blowing up at her a little.

After reflecting a bit, Knuckles goes back to Trip and comes clean. He doesn't really know how to train her, because no one ever trained him. He figured things out on his own. If he had anyone there to raise him, they've been gone since he was too young to remember. He just knows he has to protect the Master Emerald. That's it. It's a pretty vulnerable moment for Knuckles, one where his dissatisfaction with his life comes to the surface.

Still, Trip sees things differently. He may be used to the fact that he lives on a giant floating island powered by a giant magic emerald, but she thinks that's, like, the coolest thing in the world. HER islands don't fly! And while Knuckles might wish he had someone to train him, Trip thinks that Knuckles becoming such a fearsome fighter all on his own, without even armor to protect him, makes him super awesome and admirable. With both of them feeling better, Trip takes Knuckles to Golden Capital to talk about her heritage as a guardian of the Northstar Islands a bit more, and Knuckles tells her that he thinks she'll be a great guardian before he heads home, once again feeling pretty good about himself.

While this is a pretty straightforward little story about how the grass is always greener on the other side, it's a very effective and sweet one that I enjoyed reading a ton. Aside from the fun of learning more about Trip and the Northstar Islands, it's just a great showcase for Knuckles. (It's definitely a way better showcase for him than his Paramount+ show, as much as I took sick pleasure in that show's baffling creative decisions.) There are also some fun details about his life in here, such as the fact that Sonic, Tails, and Amy have taken camping trips to hang out with him on Angel Island, and the fact that he trained Amy in using her hammer better.

It's just real good, and it feels like the most meaningful addition to The Canon out of any of these Classic era comics Ian's written. We're still gonna be getting more in the future, so hopefully this is a sign that Ian and the lore team have found that happy middle ground where they can keep the Classic comics familiar and nostalgic while also being able to branch out and expand upon things.

Speaking of future comics!

Coming attractions

The end of this issue confirms some things that are in the works for IDW Sonic. For one, we're getting a Chaotix 30th Anniversary special next year. Neat! They also mention some kind of Shadow one-shot dropping following the movie, however fans seem split on whether this is referring to a new story or just the "Best of Shadow" compilation one-shot that's coming out next month. So don't get your hopes up about that in case it's the latter, I guess.

And while we're still waiting for issue #75 of the main series, the IDW team is already thinking all the way ahead to #100, which should drop sometime during the 35th anniversary of the franchise in 2026. Clearly the team's still confident about the longevity of IDW Sonic and excited for the future. And I am, too! Bring on #75!

[nocturnalcharm]

NSFW Alphabet (Logan Howlett)

𐙚 cw: everything nsfw that you can imagine. i made logan SO fucking horny lol 𐙚 a/n: all of these are just my ~opinions~ so feel free to disagree w me lol also maybe a lil self indulgent so probs not v accurate to wolvie but its alr :,) 18+ blog!! you are responsible for your own media consumption. if any of the above makes you uncomfortable, do not proceed.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

— he helps clean you up, considering he goes like 4 fucking rounds and by the end of it, you can barely walk. helps you to the bathroom n all hehe

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

— hmm.. feel like his favorite body part on himself is his arms. and on you it’s your ass. he’s def an ass man.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

— so sorry but he cums a LOT. like a fuckton of cum, no pun intended.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

— he works out, not just bc of his job etc, but bc he likes to be able to throw you around like a ragdoll ohmygoshhh.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

—mhmm yes maam. he knows exactly what he’s doing, very experienced.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

— rly likes standing up, holding you under your legs. ALSO doggy and he pulls your hair, so your back is arched. ALSO ALSO,, missionary bc he likes to see your face

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

— def serious. never goofy. maaaybe if yall are drunk he’d be less serious but other than that.. nah.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

— he’s hairy for sureee. very hairy. keeps it tidy for you tho.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

— hahaha.. not romantic. he’s dominant and rough and mean. talks dirty, slaps, chokes

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

— tbh, feel like he doesn’t masturbate. like he’d 100% rather fuck you, and if he can’t, he’d rather just wait til he can.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

— dirty talk, spanking, lil bit of bdsm, likes to handcuff you sometimes, i could go on..

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

— bed or shower. he likes the shower for easy cleanup heheh. but tbh will fuck you anywhere if he’s horny enough

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

— lingerie. and when you sit on his lap!! also when you touch him a lot in public, doesn’t even have to be dirty, just like holding his arm, rubbing his back,,,, oof

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

— cuckholding. he’s way too possessive and jealous. not that you’d want another man to fuck you bc he does such a good job.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

— definitely likes eating pussy. feel like he can cum JUST from eating you out. you love sucking his dick too though. 69 often.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

— starts out nice & slow, so you can get used to his cock, but once you’re good, he is a fucking jackhammer; rough and fast.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

— i feel like he fucks whenever and wherever he can, no matter the time limit. he is horny. like all the time. so yeah he likes quickies.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

— likes to experiment. normally it’s you bringing up a new idea and he’s always down to try it, but if he’s not a fan, he will tell you

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

— oof.. multiple rounds. that man has STAMINA. like 3-4 rounds, or more depending on his day. typically ends with you begging for him to cum bc you can’t take anymore.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

— he doesn’t care for toys, just prefers you and him alone together. but wouldn’t be opposed to trying it if you really wanted to try something

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

— he loves to tease you; loves to watch you squirm just from his words

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

— he definitely does dirty talk and isn’t against moaning/grunting but he’s not loud.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

— just imagining you in the middle of fucking and you ask him to slap you, and he’s a lil hesitant at first bc he doesn’t want to hurt you but you both end up liking it ughhh

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

— he’s big girl… very girthy, and like 8 inches long.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

— HIIIGH. extremely high. can go multiple rounds, but it’s good bc you can too

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

— he falls asleep like right after, soon as he and you are cleaned up, he’s knocked out

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[dreemurr-skelememer]

just wanted to say its nice to see someone like you who's willing to keep pushing forward and keep enjoying creative stuff and making things even with all the negativity thrown at you simply for breathing. definitely think you deserve more appreciation than you get

stop it youre gonna make me cry, this means so much more to me than you realize

i spent years building my platform shamelessly and of my own accord, it would be a complete total loss if i gave up on it now

not only that, ive just...i dunno. ive always done this for fun.

the past few years have slowly forced me to do things for the crowd unknowingly and im just trying to relax and do things of my own volition instead of wondering what people would like from me

like...who cares anyway. it's literally my blog and im the one in control of what people get to see.

i may not be as spunky as i used to be but i will still stand my ground. ill draw what i want and if its not up to everyone's taste, then it's fine, because it's at least up to mine. the enjoyment of others that see my work is just a bonus to me

i dont want my connection with art and fan art to be tainted forever, ill continue doing it in the way that i enjoy. i dont want to give up and run away just because i got spooked. im the one who decided to pursue this hobby in the first place and i refuse to let anyone take that away from me

i still need time in interacting with other or newer people in regards to fandoms but at least for now, im slowly getting back into doing my own thing. the ink bday piece was an idea ive had for over a year and im happy i did it out of my own motivation and want, not as a need to impress. i just thought it was cool

anyway. thank you. i really mean it

i needed to hear this after coming back

[tofupixel]

Thank you for getting me to finally try pixel art! I‘ve always wanted to get into pixel art but I never knew what to start with and always ended up procrastinating. Your blog and the post you made on learning pixel art were what finally pushed me to give it a go. It was really helpful and I managed this little animation in Libresprite.

I definitely want to improve and your art is like the ultimate goal lol. Do you have any tips or instructions for how to get better or on what to focus on in the future? I‘d appreciate any kind of criticism/input you are willing to give! How do you manage to make such gigantic and beautiful landscapes?

thank you!! and i'm so happy you decided to give it a real go, you're doing great already!! the rendering on the body and the pink shading is really nice.

i can help a little with animation stuff but i'm not an expert, ill write something out about backgrounds at the end

i hope you don't mind but i edited the sprite a little, just to illustrate some stuff

🤺Animation stuff

i added an extra frame near the top of the arc so it slows down. this is called ease or slow in/out and usually happens at the beginning and end of movements. u can do even more slow but this is just a quick version

i also removed the middle frame (where the tail is straight down) to make the swing appear a bit more powerful. this could be the principle of timing in the same video. you can exaggerate smears if you do this, its up to you!! lately i tend to exaggerate stuff a lot, things arent super noticable in motion

i also got a good bit of advice from nickwoz that helped me, basically when you begin to animate, it really puts the rest of the sprite being still into focus. try to think of how you could animate other parts of the body, even subtly. and sometimes if individual pixels stay still they can catch the eye in an unintended way as well, just keep it in mind!!

if you want to learn animation more, you could take a look at duelyst sprites, they have incredible idle and ability animations, i study them a lot

heres one i downloaded a long time ago. i recommend just downloading stuff you like and looking at it!! i have a huge collection of pixel inspo. slowing animations down can really help you understand whats going on. its just a bunch of simple elements put together that makes it look so good.

IF U WANT MORE RESOURCES/ARTISTS I REOCMMEND TO GO AND STUDY LMK!!! IM LIKE A WIKIPEDIA, I AM A BIG FAN of pixel art and love to share

🌿 OK lets talk about landscape stuff

it looks like you have art experience already, but im gonna talk as if youre a complete noob cos it might help some other people who read this!! ur doing great 👍

❓ how to learn: study (and practise a lot)

what i mean by study: draw it, copy it, try to understand it. you can try to change characteristics about it. changing the angle or lighting can help u understand how something works in 3 dimensions.

sometimes it takes time, dont worry, you will figure out your own style through doing studies, its all a process

❓ how to draw landscape details?

study pixel artists and how they do it recommendations: fool, slym, jubilee, deceiver

also please look at real world references!! you got to build that visual library

❓ how to learn composition?

study traditional artists or animation. i did a ton of studies of ghibli backgrounds which i think helped my growth a lot recommendations: arcane, studio ghibli, traditional painters

im gonna break down a piece as well and maybe that will help. this is one from 2022 but its still one of my most popular and its pretty simple too!!

if we remove all the fancy stuff what we have is actually really simple. just a few large, overlapping shapes that all point towards our focal point. it's the brightest area with the most contrast and many edges point into it.

go to pinterest or google and just search "pretty landscape" or "mountains" or something and you can see what i'm doing is nothing special or unique!! break it down into bigger shapes to begin with, its just different areas of material mostly.

and heres how you can make any landscape from any colours. purple sky or mountain? orange grass? ok !! it all works, it doesnt matter. i just blend the colours.

when parts of the landscape are in the distance they become closer to the sky colour as there is more "sky" in between you and it. its called atmospheric perspective. so if the sky was red, the clouds would fade towards red.

OKKK i dont know what else to say so i hope that helps!! honestly 90% of what i do is intuitive and hard for me to really explain, so you dont have to know The Rules, you just kind of pick up stuff as you go.

GL and thanks so much for showing me your art!! please keep going!! 💕💕💕💕

[baronessvonglitter]

Welcome!!

My name is Adriana, and if your'e on my page it's because of Pedro Pascal.. isn't it? Yeah, I thought so. Feel free to stay awhile and peruse some goodies on le menu below.

My blog is all about Pedro, with a few other fandoms sprinkled in.

Please check below for works on your favorite Pedro boys! (I do not write or reblog RPF.)

Feel free to leave an Ask and say hi, discuss fics, or plain just fangirl with me! I don't bite.

I am currently quite busy with some life changes and won't be able to fulfill requests immediately, but it never hurts to ask.

(Please be aware that this blog is for those 18 years or older, minors DNI)

Le Menu...

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[rafeandonlyrafe]

girls day

warnings: mentions of being a third wheel/getting left out (wheezie, not reader)

words: 900

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“hey baby, ive missed you, come here.” rafe hums as you head down the stairs, your hair still a mess from last night.

“howd you sleep?” you ask, plopping down in rafes lap and letting your forehead fall onto his shoulder, letting out a yawn. it would be nice to wake up with rafe, but you love sleeping in whereas rafe is always up early.

“good, how about you?” he asks, squeezing you into him. 

“fine.” you shrug. you could honestly stay in bed for another hour if you didn't have plans for the day. it's why when your eyes start blinking closed that you stand up, not letting yourself fall back asleep in rafes arms.

“where are you going?” rafe asks, surprised that you ended the cuddle, usually being the one to stay wrapped up in his arms.

“ive got plans.” you explain, leaning down to press your lips to rafes.

“what plans?” rafe stands as you walk into the kitchen to eat some breakfast (even though its almost noon). “with who?”

“shopping.” you state, grabbing a bowl. “and with wheezie.” you pour yourself some cereal, rafe grabbing the milk for you.

“how long do you think you'll be gone?” rafe asks, coming to sit next to you when you move to the counter and take a seat on one of the stools.

“probably won't get back until after dinner. i was gonna take her to a fancy restaurant.” 

“ill come with you.” rafe says, but you shake your head. “it's a girl's day.”

“but what am i supposed to do all day without you?” rafe pouts, making you hold back a giggle at his expression.

“well, i actually already talked to topper and he's coming over to hang out. you're gonna go golfing and you can eat at the country club tonight.”

“i don't wanna hang out with top, i wanna hang out with you.” rafe whines, and you can't hold back your giggle this time.

“you're too cute.” you press your lips to his cheek. “how about a compromise?”

rafe perks up at this offer, nodding his head to see what the compromise will be. 

“i still shop with wheeze, and you still golf with topper, but when it's time for dinner you can join wheeize and i. then we can come back home and cuddle to make up for being away from each other.”

rafe sighs dramatically, “i guess i can do that.”

“okay, ill text you the details then.” you hum, giving rafe another kiss before heading upstairs to shower and get dressed for the day.

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“you have to get that dress, y/n!” wheezie says as you step out of the dressing room.

“really?” you question, moving over to the large mirror. “you don't think it's too fancy? i don't have anywhere to wear it.” you are a fan of the dress, low cut in the front with a drop back, and long sleeves that cuff at the wrist. the material is a rose gold color that sits perfectly between pink and bronze.

“it's so pretty though! make rafe take you somewhere fancy, you just have to get it.” wheezie says, causing you to laugh.

“okay, okay!” you laugh, heading back into the dressing room to change back into your clothes.

“alright, is this everything?” you ask when you step out, making sure to grab the clothes out of the dressing room that wheezie wanted to purchase as well. 

“yeah!” wheezie takes some of the dresses as you head towards check out. you purchase the dresses using your dad's credit card. rafe offered his, but you already asked your dad to borrow his for a shopping spree.

“shall we meet up with your brother for dinner?” you ask when getting back to your car, feeling hungry as you pull out your phone to text rafe.

“yeah.” wheezie says, but her voice sounds sad as she looks down at her hands in her lap.

“hey, what's wrong wheeze?” you question, reaching across to rub your hand over her shoulder.

“i just don't want to be a third wheel. i had so much fun today, and you're just both going to ignore me.”

“hey, not true.” you say, pulling wheezie into the best hug you can considering you're in the car. “i promise you won't be ignored.”

“okay.” wheezie says, still sounding sad as you turn the car on and head towards the restaurant.

you smile when you see rafe waiting in the parking lot, leaning against the side of his truck as you pull into the open spot next to him.

“hey baby!” rafe smiles, pressing your lips together in a passionate kiss the second you're out of the car, showing you how much he's missed you. 

“how was golf?” you ask, rubbing your hands over his shoulders.

“fine, whatever, i don't care about me, ive missed you.” rafe wraps his arms around your waist, keeping you pulled in close to him. you scratch over the back of his head and his neck as wheezie gets out of the car.

“baby.” you whisper in rafes ear. “we have to pay attention to wheeze at dinner, she doesn't wanna feel left out.”

“okay.” rafe straightens out, moving over to his sister and clapping his hand on her shoulder, leading her towards the restaurant as you fall into step as well. you smile when you realize wheezie is looking lovingly at her big brother.

[ioniansunsets]

i discovered your blog today and i have a scenario in mind that i have to share with you!

could you write a Heartsteel!Kayn request with K/DA!reader? — headcanons, fic or even the two of them talking on discord; it could be anything! — if you want to ignore it, i will understand, dear.

✖ Heartsteel!Kayn with K/DA!Reader ✖

✖ Word Count: 1.1k

✖ Tags: Established R/S

✖ A/N: I'm also going with headcanon of the idol thing where they try not to get caught in public together to avoid gossip but people somehow ship you guys and speculate anyway teehee ITS CUTE!!!!! I'm also pretending you guys got together after he joined Heartsteel so its after he got removed from his old band.also PARANOIA DROP IN 10 HOURS LETS GO TEAM!!!!!!!! I LOVE HEARTSTEEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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xxxx On Tour xxxx

-  It sucked so bad! It was touring season and the both of you guys were busy. All your time together were quick video calls over Discord and sporadic updates via message. It wasn't a secret to your bandmates at least so your respective bands did try their best to give you space. Quiet moments in dressing rooms to call each other were now your small moments of peace between practice sets and live shows.

- Somehow still finding ways to love each other apart. Kayn getting Akali to buy you some chocolates from him. You pleading Alune to help you send Kayn some flowers after his show. (She's a sucker for romance so she lovingly helps you.) Or the way he would spend money getting someone to deliver dinner to you after a long show.

- If only one of you guys are touring, the other totally pays and watches all the livestreams and tries to pop by to shows! You're performing 3h from him? He's begging your manager to let him drop by. Waiting for you backstage to congratulate you on your hard work.

- If you're the one waiting for Kayn backstage he always visibly lights up. He tries to look cool and badass on stage but when its after a good show, seeing you wave at him in the halls, his heart soars! He runs over, pulling you in for a tight hug. " Did you hear me! I was good today wasn't I!" He'd smile proud, giving you a kiss as he fishes for compliments. There is no approval he craves more than your own.

- The other boys are surprisingly nice about it, no one really makes fun of Kayn for being so excited to see you (other than Ezreal). They treat you as one of the band, giving you VIP passes to pop by their shows. And you do the same for them! When possible you slip their manager some VIP tickets to your show for them to sneak in. A mutual understanding from both groups to protect you and Kayn from media.

- Pre-debut Heartsteel, Kayn has also went to almost all your shows, front row every time and surprisingly he always tries to match you hair color for the tour. You have bright blue for tour? So does he. Its blonde now? He's the same. Kayn just thinks its kinda cute to safely match with you in someway shape or form, it is just a small thing that paparazzi wouldn't pick up on so easily since so many other fans do it too.

xxxx Off Stage xxxx

- A supportive power couple, you two help each other out with band activities off stage. You aid him when he practices singing. Kayn giving you tips on how to get keep a good rhythm in your verses, and is also a personal cheerleader for dance practices. You'd help him get connections to other companies that K/DA has collabed with, trying to help Heartsteel succeed! Kayn helps out in his own ways too, sometimes playing tunes in his room for you to sing to. It is all really sweet.

- When he drops by your studio its adorable, it was before Heartsteel's debut and shortly after the peak of KD/A's release. Kayn trying to hide from paparazzi for your sake as he sneaks in through the back. Always in a different cap and sunglasses that he stole from Ezreal, he would wait in the practice room, sitting in a corner and cheering whenever you successfully get a dance move down. The other members don't seem to mind him much, he's now a common presence in the studio. The other girls seem fond of him, happy that you have someone so supportive by your side.

- You try to do the same between your busy training schedule too. Dropping by Kayn's place during band practice evenings, Yone always being the one to let you in since Kayn always sleeps in late. You'd bring snacks and a discerning ear. Your feedback being super useful as you're one of the few people Kayn actually listens to. What Aphelios or Sett say would take multiple attempts and a lot of effort to get through to Kayn, as such, the rest of the gang keep trying to get you to push him to not try to squeeze a "totally sick line" into the rap bridge.

- He doesn't show it off but Kayn has all your merch, you offer to give it to him but he refuses, something about manly pride and supporting his partner, he will spend his own money and time fighting with other fans to buy your merch. A lightstick by his bed, your album on his shelf. A limited edition photocard safely stacked in a top loader on his table (he doesn't have a wallet or else he would totally bring it around.)

- You do the same for him, as one of Heartsteel's first fans you own some of their original merch, simple tees with just their logo, a average blank CD with " Paranoia KAYN MIX" scrawled on in messy marker, they are all your treasured possessions. Kayn even let you keep some of his guitar picks, you have one with a hole punched in as a necklace that you wear when apart from him. Your one secret? You have CDs from when he was in his old band, only the album that he was included in of course, but you don't bring up how you were secretly a fan from his early career. - Sometimes you guys try to go out on dates, risky but fun! 3am walks at the beach, alone together as he plays the acoustic guitar for you by the waves as you sing. Expensive private room dinners at secluded restaurants, walking in, both of you with your hair temporarily dyed black with hair spray dye to try and avoid attention. Small things. Fun things. - It was a little embarrassing when rumors first circulated. Fans somehow finding it cute that Heartsteel can be seen at your shows or how sometimes K/DA gets spotted backstage at Heartsteel concerts. They started to ship members together and when a photo of Kayn looking at you with a soft loving smile was snapped, the internet went wild! *Isn't it cute how they can get Kayn to smile that way!* *Ah! It should be me I want to be them so bad!!!!* Kayn would never admit it to you but he likes all the TikTok video edits of the two of you together, he thinks its really cute unironically.

[dunmeshistash]

Hello! Love this blog it's lovely, but anyway I don't have Netflix and haven't had the time to watch it anyway so I have yet to see the anime adaption

I saw Mithrun and he looks...older? And odd with his ears showing

I was wondering what did you like/dislike about the anime?

Hello! Thank you!

I like the anime fine, most of the issues I have with it are nitpicky stuff about characterization (especially Kabru's) and stuff they had to cut. Although is all understandable compromises it still bothers me 😔

I have a tag where I was posting about it here, there's some of the stuff that got cut and my thoughts about it

I think anime Mithrun is fine as anime versions go, I'll always like how all of them look in the manga better cause to me manga art always has more personality

Anime also tends to stay on model more than the manga, Mithrun's face kinda changes thru the manga (less than Kabru's but still, sometimes he's super moe compared to when he first shows up). The dark circles also just don't strike as well with the gradient rather than the hatching to me.

I'm more of a manga fan than anime fan in general tho so I'm biased, I rarely watch anime actually, usually I'll watch the anime if it came out originally as an anime or if the animation is specially good

My favorite part about the anime is the obvious one tho! The action! Trigger is AMAZING with the more action-y scenes, they felt really nice to watch, all the great animation in general but specially the action! To me the anime isn't a substitute for the manga but a great complimentary to it I recommend even if you're a manga fan👍*

The openings are also chef's kiss

*Should be obvious but I also recommend anime onlies to read the manga, there way more tiny details that couldn't fit the anime especially in the episode about senshi's past, nothing that's "critical information" its really tiny stuff but its worth it

[kinkteez]

Hellooo~~ I've been lurking for a while now, it's been a delight to see all of the wonderful asks and even more the answers! I have been wondering for a while, what is everyone's favorite piece of gear? Like a specific restraint or toy? Both to use and have be used on? Love y'all!

A/N: This is a poly-ATEEZ kink ask blog! Feel free to ask any of the eight members a question! :) > Reblogs are very appreciated!

Seonghwa: Oh goodness, that heavily depends on which partner I’m using it with. With some of the brattier subs, I’m very fond of canes and crops, as well as things that let me torment them in more intimate ways, like the sybian or a sounding rod. Cock cages too, they’re so good for punishments, or even just as threats. For less bratty members, I adore things like blindfolds and ways of restraining them within their comfort zone. Those two things are very good for helping them get out of their heads and into their bodies. 

Hongjoong: I guess if I’m being honest, it’s Seonghwa’s ball crusher. It’s like two flat pieces of… Plexiglass, I think? And there’s a mechanism you can screw on so they squeeze closer and closer together. And obviously you have to have your balls in between them. It sounds like a lot because it is. And that’s why I like it so much. It’s intense, continuous pain, and it’s inescapable if my hands are tied up. Great for shutting my brain up and making me lose all semblance of control. Makes it really easy for me to eat my pride and beg for him to take it off, which… I do like that. A lot.

Yunho: Impossible to actually choose a favourite, but I like gags a lot - both wearing them and putting them on others. Ball gags are always fun, they make the wearer make wet, garbled nonsense sounds, and it’s really sexy. And spider- and ring gags are good for, you know. Keeping someone’s mouth open and available. [Grins] Also really fond of cock rings, no matter who’s wearing them. They make it easier to tease and to drag things out, and to last longer when I’m on top. 

Yeosang: Blindfolds… I hope that’s not boring. There are other things I also really like that are a little raunchier, like sounding rods, chastity cages, paddles, vibrators… A lot of things. But you asked about the favourite, and that’s blindfolds for sure. They’re so freeing! It sounds like they’d be restrictive, yeah? But in my experience, they aren’t at all.

San: Have you heard of a St. Andrews Cross? We have one in Hongjoong’s room, and it’s the best. It’s a sturdy x-shaped cross made of planks of wood, and it has a number of straps along its arms. It’s covered in leather too, very durable so I can be completely restrained and thrash as much as I want without messing anything up. It’s awesome! When I’m all tied up to it, I feel almost… Beautiful. I feel like the straps accentuate my body really well. And the looks in my partners’ eyes when they have me all tied up, speaks for itself. The helplessness that comes with it, feels really good too. I like to feel watched and at the mercy of my partner. 

Mingi: It’s probably boring as hell to say this, but I don’t really have a favourite. I just really like it when my partner uses what they want on me. Within my limits, of course! There are some painful things I’m not a fan of, but as long as it’s something I also like, the only really important thing is that my partner likes using it and… Likes how I react to it, I guess. Oh, I do really like vibrators and e-stim pads, though. Stuff that makes it easy to overstim me and just watch. I like those. 

Wooyoung: Riding crop! Well, or a cane. My brand of bratting feels really fitting for having my ass cropped and caned, I think. Being spanked and anything like it, always makes me feel so naughty, like I’ve been a bad boy and now I’m getting what I deserve. Paddles and hands are nice too, but crops are leagues above them in terms of pain level. It’s a much sharper sting, and it’s a faster way to make me melt into a puddle of tears and apologies [Smiles brightly] It’s perfect!

Jongho: Rope, for me. It’s so versatile and it allows for a lot of creativity. I like how I can make either a simple tie that’s only for looks, or an intricate one that makes my partner basically completely unable to move. It makes me feel good to be in control this way; I like to control the pace and mood of the scene. It helps me clear my head and reminds me that there are some things I can control, things that turn out great when I’m in control. Also feels good that I’m the one who my partner trusted to tie them up in such a vulnerable position. The one they trusted to know how to not cause them any harm, with the rope or with other things I do after tying them up. matz

Seonghwa: Do any of you have a special shoutout to anything you like but maybe don’t use as often? Something that’s not an absolute favorite, but nonetheless has a special place in your kinky little hearts? For me, that’s probably rubber gloves. They’re just such a potent way to give a scene a certain vibe. That vibe being one of either a medical or a science kink, usually. 

San: Hmmm, yeah, I do. I’m not in the mood for floggers terribly often, but when I am, they’re wonderful. It’s like, painful but not in a bad way? It’s just intense and like a deep massage. 

Wooyoung: Glad you asked, hyung! Butt plugs. They make me feel so full and a little bit like I have a dirty secret. 

Mingi: Probably… Hwa-hyung’s new sybian. It’s cool. 

Hongjoong: Oh, good one. I’m gonna have to say sounding rods. Kind of a new found one for me, but I’m falling for it fast. 

Jongho: I hope this counts; ice cubes. They’re an easy way to tease your partner, make them shiver and give them sensations that aren’t just pain or pleasure. 

Yunho: Collars. I like wearing them, but there’s a special pang of pride that comes with locking a collar around my little pups and kitties’ necks. 

Yeosang: This one is a bit experimental, but it’s the first one that popped into my head. A few months ago, Jongho got himself a proper bullwhip. He’s been practicing without a partner for a while, apparently it’s very difficult to control. But he’s been diligent, and a few days ago, he tried it on me for the first time. Not anything super harsh or anything, he was already good at keeping it light. And it was so good. He tied me up in a way that made it feel like he was hugging me, and then he took his time to slowly… Make me into a mess. It wasn’t even like, extremely painful? It was just a lot. The skin on my back got really sensitive really fast, and I didn’t want him to stop. It was amazing… And I heard he’s teaching some of the others, too.

[trauma-official]

Hello! I'm Bruna[They/She/Him/It]! Host of these fucked up little beings (such as Sam[She/Her], Noah[He/They], Nissha[They/It], the little Trauma[It/They] and the other Bruna[She/They]). I'm friendly, so be nice and I will be nice too! :)

We decided to make a tumblr account for each one (except that me and the other Bruna will have the same account) soo..

@cat-loved for Sam.

@the-deity-of-rest for Noah.

@ant-oficcial for Nissha.

@writing-my-soul for Me and Bruna.

And this one for little trauma. And for each one of us since Trauma doesn't speak.

I'm a minor!!!

Also, I talk a lot about a lot of disturbing stuff that is not exacly the most safe for everyone's mental health. If you're easilly disturbed you should NOT follow this blog, please for your own happyness. I'm a horrible person. Go have fun somewhere else okay? Stay safe sweetheart, bye~ <3

Please, only send a dm if we're mutuals, and 18+ people, only if I contact first. (It's more of a request that a rule, but I would apreciate)

And please, don't ask for money. I'm too poor for that. 😭

This is a safe place for LGBTQ+ individuals :>

Also for the Furrys and Therians. Welcome too!

I don't really know how to introduce myself... well I'm Audhd, so please be patient with me. And am probably undiagnosed DID... so yeah, the username say it all. Also, I use a lot of terms or endearment and nicknames because I'm bad at remembering Names and Pronouns so i'm sorry if I make a mistake I try my best to remember. I also got this new habit of calling other people "babe"... and I mean it in the most aroaace way possible cuz to me "babe"="baby"="people that I care enough to help". So... yeah. Tell me if you don't like and I'll try to remember :>

I'm Aroace(aro>cupioromantic, Omniplatonic/ace>aegosexual), Polyplatonic. Also Trigender[Sam is a Cis woman, Noah a Trans man and both Nissha and Trauma are some kind of Agender entity, Plus the other Bruna is pretty much Trigender too).

●Games: Stardew Valley, Minecraft, Haverst Moon, BOMBERMAN, The sims, Gacha, Undertale, The Coffin of Andy and Leyley, Sally Face, Fran Bow, Little Misfortune.

(Honorary fan of: Deltarune, Omori, Five Nights at Freddy's, Kirby, Bendy and the Ink Machine)

●Shows/Movies: Hilda, Dungeon Meshi, Adventure Time, Arcane, Demon Slayer, Gravity Falls, Lego Movie, Little Witch Academia, Most Disney(and related) films, some ghibli movies, Mako Mermaids, Sonic, Steven Universe, She-Ra, The Owl House, We bare Bears, Yokai Watch, Epic the Musical...

(Honorary fan of: Ninjago, My Little Pony, Over the Garden Walls, Pokémon, Harry Potter)

°• #TraumaWrites -> for when I post anything about my writing.

For some of my moot's that I feel that NEED to be here there it is: (if you want to be taken from here, or wanna come to feel free to tell me)

• @the-toaster-rat -> My dear rat, my dear friend. If you touch them you're dead. DEAD.

• @veeisanerd -> Is like a litte sibling to me, I will not permit damage to it's soul.

• @aspenindatree -> Another little sib, mah little cub, minha querida. <3

• @somekindofneurodivergency -> *sighs* es mi hermanito....<3

• @opaquelavender -> Mah fren, my sweet, my favorite <3

• @zithergiltscorner -> pretty greens and pinks, please never go away <3

• @f3ath3rflam3 -> My favorite witch <3 her spells do wonders •◇•

• @sparklykat-hideoutenthusiast -> EXCUSE ME PLEASE. SHE MADE FANART, FANART OF MY BOOK. I'M ALWAYS GONNA REMEMBER THAT!.

• And a honorable mention to others I haven't interacted much but I love to see on my dash and I hope are having great days: @silly-fox-and-its-stuffies @chernobylcatfish09 @emilem-forevermore @certified-woman-kisser @stuck-in-a-forest @chaos-gremlin @thelovelyvie (for making soup me) @silly-gizmo @preposterousray @eon-tries

[tinycheesecakedetective]

Edited 03/10/25.

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 In the distant past, after the chaos and flame subsided, many creatures baked by the witches scattered across the world. Among them were the Five. Five cookies graced with Soul Jam of the purest kind: Knowledge, Volition, Happiness, Change, and Solidarity. The Dessert World bound by these Five Virtues was nothing short of paradise... 

That's how the story starts, that much hasn't changed. A group of five heroes, chosen by forces greater than themselves to protect the world of Earthbread against those seeking to destroy it. But the line between heroes and villains is one that can easily shift... given the right circumstances.

Absolute power corrupts absolutely, after all, bringing them to the most tragic of ends... A fate even the Witches were unable to foresee. These five cookies, once heralded as saviors of all cookie-kind, became agents of chaos and destruction. The five virtues distorted and twisted, becoming Despair, Obstinacy, Ambition, Gluttony, and Discord.

Emboldened, the beasts ushered in an age of darkness, agony and strife that quickly spread across Earthbread. The Witches could not stand to see their creations suffer any longer. They stripped them of their powers and sealed the beasts within the seed of the Silver Tree. With the untainted remnants of the Soul Jam, they reforged and purified them into: Hope, Serenity, Prudence, Rebellion, and Harmony. With this, the creators sent the new Soul Jams back into the world with the hopes of finding cookies worthy enough to wield its power...

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SYNOPSIS

 Exchanged Fates is an alternative universe(AU) that takes the Five Ancient Heroes and switches them with their primeval predecessors, the Five Beasts. Alas, even with new heroes, the past still loves to repeat. As an old threat reawakens from a forgotten time, will these ancient heroes be able to stop him from finishing what he started?

This AU will be using the existing traits (and speculative ones for unreleased characters) of each character rather than simply swapping personalities. Due to the nature of this type of AU, the original plot of the source material will naturally be altered; meaning that in addition to new characters, locations, and establishing kingdoms, preexisting characters, plot lines, artifacts, etc., will either be altered or unchanged depending on their roles in the story.

For reference, here are the most notable swaps.

Pure Vanilla → Shadow Milk Hollyberry → Eternal Sugar Dark Cacao → Mystic Flour Golden Cheese → Burning Spice White Lily → Silent Salt Dark Enchantress → Oblivion Knight Cookie

Any posts related to this project will be located under the tag #exchangedfatesau. If you have any questions, comments, or suggestions, feel free to ask me in my inbox or in the comment section! Your support is greatly appreciated!

RULES

No AI period. Please don't use my sprites or writing to feed into a chat bot, generator, or whatever you plan to do. This is kind of a given, but just in case I'm putting it out there on record.

DMs are allowed, but not encouraged for those of you 18 and over. Do NOT DM me if you are 17 or younger. This blog is rated 18+, meaning it will deal with topics not suitable for those underage. If you have any questions, or just want to send something nice my way, the ask box is always open and free to use! I will be tagging all questions from now on with #cheesecake-asks.

Fanart and fanfiction are more than encouraged! To keep the original tag clean though, a new tag will be used under #exchangedfanworks. I'll be re-blogging any fan work I find or someone sends my way to put in the tag!

QUICK MENU

Original Concept Text Posts

Concept Post #1 Concept Post #2 Concept Post #3

New Beasts

Everlasting Vanilla Cookie Sprite A Savior's Lament Baneberry Cookie Sprite Midnight Cacao Cookie Sprite Opulent Cheese Cookie Sprite / Opulent Cheese Cookie Sprite OLD Wilted Lily Cookie Sprite Witches' Pet Synopsis Post "Everything Will Be Okay." Relationship Post 1

New Ancients

Blueberry Milk Cookie Sprite / Blueberry Milk Cookie Sprite OLD Character File 01 New Yogurt Council Members Strange Journal Apple A La Mode & Sapphire Grape Sprites Date Sugar Cookie Sprite Rice Flour Cookie Sprite Ghost Spice Cookie Sprite / Ghost Spice Cookie Sprite OLD Character File 02 Madras Gorge Tribes Fleur de Sal Cookie Sprite / Oblivion Knight Cookie Sprite

Extras/Miscellaneous

Beast Icons Silverbell Cookie Sprite Light of Hope