#like its fine its not that deep but ough

[grif-hawaiian-rolls]

Its gonna b a hot minute before i have the energy for this one (warthogs my be-fucking-loathed) to be done but in the meantime have a scribbly work in progress :3

[goofyjelly]

i spent, like, 4 hours today, 2 hours on Tuesday, and another 2 ish hours last week working on a self portrait and it does not look like me 😁

[kookslastbutton]

just one kiss ༓ kth (m)

✑ Summary: You and your husband always seem to want each other at the most inconvenient times. Tonight, it happens to be right when you're about to sleep before your next work shift. You find it harder and harder to say no.

pairing: Taehyung x reader (f.)

genre/AU: PWP, fluff, smut, established relationship, married au, comfort

word count: 3.6k

warnings: softdom!taehyung, sub/minor switch!reader, swearing, kissing, asking for consent, f*inger*ng, ✨sensual✨ but also r*ough penetrative s*x (oc on the birth control), big d*ck, light neck b*ting/sucking, praise kink (both), body worshipping, pleading (tae just wants to please...), hint of possessiveness, hint of banter, m*ssionary/two ways, t*t sucking/f*ndling, impr*g kink (both), multiple org*sm, mentions of aftercare, Tae being a little whiny at first, he calls her baby/darling, mentions of vintage, rated R movie

now playing: Where I Belong by Bobby Bazini, Drops of Jupiter by Train

a/n: I have nothing to say other than I've been on a writing spree this week and this happened....heh 😅 Taehyung's Type 1 photos made me do it! Okay, bye! Hope you enjoy 🤍

Taehyung looked more than handsome when he came home tonight, the buttons of his dress shirt undone just enough to let your eyes greedily wander his smooth, tanned chest. The sleeves were neatly rolled up to his elbows too, displaying his rather muscular biceps.

He’s been working out with the guys more frequently the last few months and yes, you’ve been silently benefiting from it.

Of course, you loved the way he looked before too —he’s sexy either way.

Despite feeling very much teased by your husband (though it wasn’t his intent), your evening consisted of dinner and a movie instead. It's an old, vintage film he's been dying for you to see for ages—an underrated classic assigned by his college professor during his final semester. When you caught sight of the VHS tape in his hands earlier, you quickly connected the dots of what the evening would look like.

But while both of you initially immersed yourselves in the black-and-white film, things gradually changed about halfway through when a number of rather steamy scenes started playing.

"It's not exactly about the sex," your husband explains as matter-of-factly as he can. "It's passion between the two main leads who've been repressed for so long. Not only by society but also from their own set of social standards. They're finally breaking free."

"Gotcha," you nod, "I suppose it's a turning point for them then." You continue watching the movie until one of the leads begins climbing over the other, stripping the other of their clothes. "God Tae, they're really showing a lot here. I wasn't expecting this much action for a movie made in the 40s."

Tongue in cheek, he studies your somewhat taken aback facial expression. "You see why it's such an underrated film for its time?"

"Mhm," you reply, your throat suddenly feeling dry. "I'm, uhm, I'm beginning to see."

Once you're certain his attention is back on the TV screen, you sneak a quick look at him. He’s completely serious, appreciating the artistic direction of the film. Meanwhile, you on the other hand are suddenly getting very distracted by past images of your husband's naked body flashing through your mind (No thanks to the film he’s chosen).

Fuck __, get it together, you scold yourself.

You're never typically this affected by a cinematic sex scene for fuck sake.

"You okay?" His deep voice jolts you in surprise.

You smile, hoping you seem composed. "Uh, yes, fine. Just...enjoying the movie."

Taehyung hesitates for a moment, appearing somewhat suspicious, then responds with a simple, "Good. I'm glad."

Once the movie ends, you both climb into your shared bed, feeling mutually exhausted. You're rolled on your side now, him behind you with a hand secured around your waist. Taehyung's embrace feels so comforting with how close he holds you.

But then, you feel a subtle poke in your lower back and it tells you everything you need to know about where his next agenda is heading; he’s hard.

You’ve been pretty worked up since your head hit your pillow yourself, however, the movie took over three hours to finish. Your body is not nearly strong enough for any messing around tonight, plus you have work in less than eight hours. You simply do not have the time or energy.

Taehyung thinks otherwise.

“Baby?” his breath tickles your skin as he presses himself against your back. Long, gentle fingers find their way under the material of your shirt easily. The touch is cool against your warm skin, causing you to shiver ever so slightly. “Baby, are you awake?” he tries again, voice laced with the richest honey.

Fuck, you curse to yourself, he’s decided to use that voice; his seducing voice. Okay fine, who are you kidding— it’s his normal voice. After all, it doesn’t take much for him to turn you on with that naturally husky voice of his.

You can’t give in though. You seriously have work at the crack of dawn, and if you let him have his way now, you’ll be at it all night. Taehyung likes to take his time with you whenever you're intimate, per usual. Or, alternatively, the two of you end up abandoning all self-control, choosing to go round after round instead.

“Mm,” you let out a sleepy groan, “Not tonight, Tae. I have work in the morning.”

Subtly, you close a hand over his to stop his movements. Somehow, during all your thinking, they managed to travel dangerously close to your boobs.

“I haven’t even told you what I want yet,” he protests, a near pout.

You stifle an amused chuckle. “I'm no stranger to what you’re doing, Tae. We’ve been together far too long for me not to know. I can also feel you in my lower back,” you note, referring to how hard he’s gotten. “Tomorrow we can do whatever we want. Wait one more night.”

Your husband buries his face into the crook of your neck, attempting to snuggle into you. “Promise?” He presses a feather-like kiss to the delicate area and you can’t resist the faint moan that it elicits. Your neck has always been highly sensitive, which your husband knows all too well.

“I promise,” you barely manage to form a reply.

“Seal it with a kiss?” He asks as innocently as he can. Though, you have to question his antics. You really wanna turn your head around and kiss him like he wants, so badly. But what’s stopping you? The fact that his lips are always so soft and you know you’ll be after more.

Fuck, now you want him.

"We kissed plenty of times earlier, didn't we?" you struggle to keep yourself composed, voice cracking.

"Not nearly enough. Please, baby, I missed you the entire day. One kiss.”

God, you sigh inwardly, he’s too fucking hard to say no to.

“We’ll go to sleep right after,” you state as sternly as possible, twisting your neck until you're eye to eye with your husband. It’s dark in your bedroom, but you can tell by how lust-blown his eyes are that he’s just drinking you up.

“You’re so beautiful,” he rasps, catching you completely off guard. You blush instantly, cheeks flaring with warmth. You hope your husband won’t notice due to the pitch blackness of the room, but he does, given the cheeky smile that spreads across his face. “Oh god, I love you so much,” he says, then presses his lips firmly to yours in a passionate kiss.

Not another word slips out from either of you for the next half minute, your mouths instead moving against each other rhythmically. You both let out breathy moans as your tongues begin fighting for dominance (your husband wins easily). You didn’t mean for it to go this far, really you didn’t. Nonetheless, here you are in a heated make- out with your husband, one hand lifted above your head to thread through his silky hair.

Taehyung grunts the rougher you pull and slides his own hand to your inner thigh, gripping it tight and prying it open. Naturally, you roll on your back which he gladly takes as his opportunity to pull you towards himself.

With your bodies facing each other on your sides, his bare chest comes flat against yours, Taehyung lifts one of your legs until it comfortably snakes around his hip.

“Tae,” you struggle to catch your breath as he begins planting kisses up and down your neck, “We can’t…I...have to work.”

He doesn’t reply, choosing to suck along the delicate part of your neck instead. Your eyes roll up in response, every nerve in your body feeling like they’ve been set on fire.

“Tae, baby-” you start again, but he hushes you.

“Darling,” he coos, “we’re kissing right now. I’ll stop if you want me to, but don't you think work can wait for a while?” He then nips at your jaw before capturing your lips again. They’re going to be bruised if he keeps this up. “Do you really want me to stop? Say the word and I will.” He’s looking at you now, patiently waiting for your answer. You think he’s quite sneaky for leading you into his honeytrap, but who are you fooling…you want this.

“You’re right, screw work.” You then pull yourself over his body, forcing him to lay on his back as you sit up and straddle him. “I love you.” You then lift your top over your head, revealing your naked chest to him. He’s seen it a million times and each time he looks at you with such widened eyes, so full of awe.

“I-“ he starts, bringing his hands up to gently caress your sides. The pads of his thumbs circle over your skin soothingly and you hum in satisfaction. “I love you too,” he finally says. “You’re so fucking amazing. My best and worst dream wrapped into one giant tempt-“

“Okay Tae, shh," it's your turn to hush him now, sweet as you can as you roll your hips forward and into his. It's just enough to draw out a throaty moan. “I think it’s clear we both love each other quite a lot hm? Because I adore you too," you add.

He nods in understanding.

“Then,” you lean forward until your centimeters from his face, ass in the air. “Fuck me.”

A growl like you haven’t heard before instantly drops for his lips. Taehyung grabs your waist with sturdy hands and flips you both over, his body hovering over yours so closely as your back hits the mattress. “I was hoping you’d say that,” he says, fingers dancing along your sides. “May I?” You know exactly what he’s asking for so you nod.

“Please do.”

His palms move up to your breasts not a second later, thumbs rolling over the hardened peaks. Your back arches into hands at the friction, eliciting soft, drawn out moans from both of you.

“Shit,” he swears, hands tightening around you as he gropes your tits, “I want to suck them,” he deadpans and you nearly choke at the bluntness. Usually, he asks permission for a second time, but he doesn’t this time…not that you mind the subtle change.

“Go ahead,” you give him the green light and it’s all he needs before bringing his lips down to close around your boob. Your jaw clenches as his tongue sensually licks around a nipple, gently biting it now and then. It’s clear that the wetness between your thighs only increases with every movement. “Please, need more. It feels so good, but it’s not enough…fuck!”

You gasp when his tongue suddenly moves from your breast and latches itself to the ridge of your neck. You want to tell him not to leave marks where you can’t cover them up, however, he’s far too convincing that you don't.

“I know baby,” he hums, disgustingly seductive, “we’ll get there but let’s be patient, hm? Your body looks so perfect right now. Wanna savor it a little longer. Is that okay? Will you let me do that?”

The gentleness of his request, paired with his ridiculously deep voice, sends literal shivers up your spine. You want him to fuck you here and now, yet you feel yourself bending to his will. But no, that won’t work tonight. You hate to say it but you really are pressed for time.

“I-Taehyung if we don’t fuck soon, it’ll be dawn and before we know it I’ll have to leave and the last time we tried-“

“Alright, easy darling,” he relaxes you from your long winded argument with a small chuckle, “I concede. I’ll fuck you.”

You feel yourself clench in anticipation as you watch him get up to remove his pants, swallowing hard when his generous length meets your eyes.

You shouldn’t stare.

It’s not polite to stare.

You’re shameless, truly, because you can’t take your eyes off of him.

“Look at me, baby,” Taehyung calls you out of your daze, to which you quickly lift up your chin to meet his piercing gaze. “Tell me what you’re thinking in that pretty head of yours.”

“I…want to suck it,” you admit, no longer able to hold yourself back.

Your husband hums at your response and climbs back towards you on the bed, stopping near your legs.

“Suck what?”

“Uhm, well,” your voice wavers and you don’t know why, other than the fact that you are getting major distracted by the way his fingers smoothly guide your knees up, prying them apart.

“Yes? I’m still listening.”

Being that you’re wearing shorts, Taehyung moves his head between your spread legs and presses a kiss to your inner thigh.

“Say it,” he encourages, “we both know the answer anyway.” You can feel him practically smirking against your leg.

“Don’t be cocky,” you counter, not yet realizing the weight of your reply until Taehyung directs his gaze on you with an amused expression.

“I think we both concluded a long time ago that that’s pretty near impossible for me, don’t you think?” He replies, earning a brief chuckle from you. Not before a small, exaggerated eye roll of course.

“Alright, you win. I want your cock,” you say, “No more of this cat and mouse game, but I'm so riled up. I need you inside me. You’ll let me suck you off tomorrow though, right?”

“If that’s what you want, darling. I’ll do anything for you.” He grazes the band of your shorts before continuing. “For now, these are going to need to go.”

You nod and he slips the thin material, along with your underwear, off your body. “Fuck,” he swears, taking in your naked form. “I’ll never get over the fact that you look like this. So beautiful, and only mine to see. Fuck. I don’t deserve you.”

With a single finger, he begins tracing up your center, easily feeling the wetness that’s gathered between your thighs. You don’t have time to feel even a shrivel of embarrassment when he begins sinking into your velvety walls, all the way down to the knuckle.

“Oh god, n-no, you deserve it. You definitely deserve it,” you stutter, back arching into his touch as he curls his finger in you. He then slips a second finger next to the first, to which you involuntarily clamp down on. “Fuck, your hands feel so good, Tae.”

Your praise evidently encourages him as he moves his fingers faster in you, curling them against your sweet spot repeatedly until you’re sure your neighbor, the one who lives across the street from you, can hear you.

“I’m gonna come!” You suddenly shout, the first orgasm of the night washing over you in the seconds following. When Taehyung slips his fingers out of you, it’s no surprise that they’re completely covered in your come. Per usual, he cleans them off himself and your core clenches at the action.

“I need to feel you,” he says shortly, bringing his body over yours until he’s directly above you, eye to eye. “Please, I’m so hard right now.”

You nod eagerly, feeling similar. “I need you too. Please...please fuck me.” The tip of his cock drags along your entrance, sliding against your slit before finally pushing in. You immediately wrap your legs around his waist, hooking your ankles together.

"Shit," he swears, bottoming out in you, "So wet, you're so wet, baby."

He starts a slow, steady pace at first, fucking into you deeper with each thrust of his hips. It's not rough, but rather sensual, as he loves nothing more than sinking himself into slowly, until you're letting out moan after moan, his name the only word on your lips.

"Let me hear you, darling," he coos, dragging his length all the way out before pushing back in, "I want to hear all your pretty moans tonight. Fuck, you feel amazing, do you know that? Such a perfect pussy."

His praises make you absolutely delirious as you toss your head back, eyes fluttering shut to bask in the pleasure.

"Am I making you feel good, too?" he continues. "Let me know if I am. I wanna make you feel nothing but mine; my darling, my wife."

"Yes, fucking yes. You're making me feel amazing Tae-" Your arms wrap up around his upper back, nails digging into his shoulder blades helplessly. Taehyung winces at the slight pain but doesn't stop his movements, preferring to bury his face into the small juncture between your neck and shoulder instead.

He then returns the favor by nipping at the area with his teeth, not enough to hurt, but enough that you give a short yelp. He licks over it after, soothing it gently.

"Oh g-god," you moan breathily, "I-I think I'm gonna come again." You find yourself clenching around him right then, and it takes your husband off guard as his balance slips, his body falling into you immediately. His elbows manage to re-stabilize himself and to your demise, allows him a new angle to fuck you from—one that's deeper, faster, and causes your legs to wrap around him tighter.

"Come for me," he nearly growls, gradually picking up his pace as he thrusts himself into you rougher, "I wanna feel you come on my cock. Can you do that for me, baby? Fuck, don't hold back."

"I'm c—" You have your release before the words have the chance to fully form, your husband covered in you for the second time of the night. "Please," you start a plead. "I want you to come too. Tell me how you want me. On my hands and knees, yes?"

With a soft hand, Taehyung lovingly caresses your face and presses a tender kiss to your lips. "I want you just like this, actually," he says, not an ounce of demand in his tone, "that way, I can see your beautiful eyes when I fuck into you. But I want your legs over my shoulders....if that sounds good to you."

As if you didn't just have your release, you feel your thighs threatening to clamp together at his request. "Yes," you agree hurriedly, "Anything sounds good, I just want you. And I want you to come too.”

With that, Taehyung straightens his back, throws your legs over his sturdy shoulders, and starts fucking into you mercilessly. He's fucked you sensually, worshipped your body from head to toe, praised you, and now? He's gonna finish in you.

"Holy shit," his grunts are labored as he chases his high, desperate to finally have his release. "Too m-much...so fucking good! I'm going to breed this pussy tonight, tell me how bad you want it, baby. Tell me...please."

It's inevitable that his desire to get you pregnant slips out, as it happens nearly every time you fuck. You share the same desire too, however, contrary to what just fell from his lips, he most certainly will not be getting you pregnant tonight—you're still on the pill. One of these days you might just let both your dreams come true, but for now you'll play into the fantasy.

"I do, I want it so bad," you moan, legs shaking as his cock plunges into you, his hands gripping around your hips. "Give me your babies, Tae, I want the—"

"Shit, I'm gonna come!" he suddenly announces, his thrusts growing messier as he twitches in you. He's dangerously close to finishing, and so are you; for the third time of the night.

"Come in me, baby," you struggle to say, "You deserve it so much, fuck, come in me Tae! Don’t stop, I wanna feel you cover me.

"Fuck!" He thrusts in you one last time before the cord within him finally snaps, ropes of his come filling you up instantly. He then lazily fucks you a few final times, attempting to ride out his high before setting your feet back on your mattress.

"I can't believe," he pants, now laying on his back beside you, "we nearly skipped all of this tonight."

"Yeah well, I was tired," you reply. "But I was also extremely wound up and that movie we watched might have had something to do with it."

Taehyung turns his face to you with a playful smile. "I know," he says simply. "I could tell from how hard you were trying to concentrate on the movie that you'd rather be jumping me."

"I-What? When did I give that impression?" You meet his eyes in shock. You thought for sure you were keeping yourself pretty well under wraps.

"Darling," he draws your face towards his to peck your lips, "you can only sneak glances at me so many times before I'm bound to notice. Not to mention the amount of times you excused yourself to get a glass of water when you had one sitting in front of you, on the coffee table, the entire time."

"Oh," is all you reply with, warmth spreading on your cheeks.

"For future reference, if you want to pause the movie and hm, do other things," he exaggerates his words, lifting a corner of his mouth into a faint smirk, "you only need to ask. I'll never say no to you."

"Evidently, same here," you chuckle lightly, "I'll consider it for next time. I'm actually really tired now."

"Me too, we should clean up and get to bed. I'll get you a towel," he rolls off the bed and heads straight for your joint bathroom.

"I love you!" you call out, though you're unsure that he heard you until he pokes his head out from the doorframe.

"I love you too, stay there okay? I'll be back in a second," he flashes a grin at you, then ducks back in.

Well fuck, you think, you're never giving him up—ever.

a/n: yeah, he's my dream 🫠 Now, I'm going to be good and go continue my series lol.

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[covid-safer-hotties]

Advocacy Groups Press CDC for Inclusive COVID-19 Guidelines - Press Release - Published early Dec, 2024

Ough this took me too long to reformat lol

CDC Engages in Discussions on How to Protect High-Risk Communities with Pan End It!, MaskTogetherAmerica, and Long COVID Justice Leaders of Pan End It!, MaskTogetherAmerica, and Long COVID Justice met recently with Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) officials to discuss urgent recommendations on COVID-19 isolation and prevention guidelines. Seeking policies to protect the health of millions of Americans, these patient-led groups expressed deep concerns about the CDC’s March 2024 Respiratory Virus Guidance that abandoned most recommendations for isolation, testing, and masking. The groups stressed that a science-based strategy is vital to protect people who are disabled, immunocompromised, or otherwise medically vulnerable; workers; students; and everyone (in recognition that Long COVID is common among people with no specific prior vulnerabilities). CDC must take the opportunity to establish better recommendations in light of recent illness levels, including the growth of H5N1, and establish a better foundation for public health in the future. Recently, a couple months after meeting with the three disability organizations, the CDC has published some social media posts that promote a more layered approach to prevention, such as better messaging on masking, shifting slightly from the vaccine-only strategy the groups have heavily criticized. However, the CDC’s messaging still doesn’t mention isolation as a critical prevention tool and warns about “respiratory virus season,” equating COVID-19 and influenza and ignoring that COVID-19 spreads year-round.

The disability organizations appreciated the opportunity to meet with CDC officials during the 9 August Zoom meeting, including Chief of Staff Kate Wolff; Dr. Shannon Griffin-Blake, Chief Disability Officer; Dr. Priti Patel, CDC Senior Advisor for Long COVID; and Rebecca Greco Kon, Deputy Director for Management, Operations, Communications, and Policy, CDC National Center for Immunization and Respiratory Diseases (NCIRD). During the meeting, the CDC pledged to hold a future meeting regarding Long COVID and to engage about improving CDC messaging. The groups are concerned about aspects of the CDC’s approaches discussed during the meeting, including:

● Stating that the CDC does not have plans to update its isolation guidance in the short term, suggesting to watch the current “respiratory virus season” ● Saying it feels like that the CDC already talks often about masking, which does not match the experiences of disabled people and our careful review of CDC materials and statements ● In relation to the request to speak out against mask bans, expressing that the CDC has to walk a fine line legislatively, despite the compelling example of CDC speaking out against HIV criminalization ● Not being able to provide information about specific disability organizations they have engaged with in a formal way.

“The CDC’s isolation guidance is one founded in political and business interests, not in the science for preventing disease and protecting public health,” said Pan End It!, a disabled, ill, and immunocompromised-led group that advocates for public health precautions. “The isolation guidance does nothing to address the ongoing pandemic and the real problems people face when infected with COVID-19; people will continue to be ill with COVID-19, but now with less ability to rest and isolate when needed. Instead of following the science and advocating for better policies, the CDC is putting people at further risk and reducing their ability to protect their health and advocate for themselves and others.”

“MaskTogetherAmerica is deeply concerned about the CDC’s decision to stop recommending a 5 day isolation period for COVID-19. This change undermines effective prevention and disregards the scientific evidence that people can transmit the virus well beyond a few days,” said Sarah Cahill, Coordinator of MaskTogetherAmerica, a national grassroots advocacy group committed to masking and public health safety. “Our community faces heightened challenges in accessing safe indoor spaces, healthcare, and essential services, particularly given the high rates of respiratory illnesses. Inclusive, prevention-focused policies would greatly enhance health equity for disabled people across the U.S.”

"We have not seen a single robust national education campaign on Long COVID, which already affects over 6% of Americans and millions of children, so it's not surprising that the public doesn't understand the risks they are taking with every COVID-19 infection and reinfection. While we appreciated the opportunity to meet with CDC, many of our questions remain unanswered," says Emi Kane, co-director of Long COVID Justice. "Fundamentally, their isolation guidance and suggestions for situational masking are impossible to implement -- they say it's important to protect those at highest risk of harms by masking around us, but that's not something anyone can know about the people near them on the subway, in pharmacies, and at healthcare visits. We need public policies and widespread education based on data and that clearly communicate acute and chronic risks."

During the August meeting, Pan End It!, MaskTogetherAmerica, and Long COVID Justice outlined critical steps to protect the health of high-risk Americans, including:

1. Reinstate Extended Isolation Guidelines to curb virus spread and protect public health.

2. Directly and Meaningfully Include Disabled People impacted by COVID-19 into CDC decision-making processes, such as the development of isolation and masking guidance and messaging materials.

3. Launch a Nationwide Long COVID Awareness Campaign to highlight the virus’s long-term impact on patients.

4. Establish Mask Requirements in Healthcare to ensure that disabled people and everyone can access healthcare without healthcare-acquired infections (HAIs).

5. Oppose Mask Bans, ensuring that everyone can protect their health and others.

Dr. Angelique Corthals, MaskTogetherAmerica’s Scientific Advisor, emphasized, “Our nation’s current COVID policies do not adequately safeguard our most vulnerable populations. Reducing isolation periods and de-emphasizing comprehensive testing and masking guidance jeopardizes community health and overlooks the science of virus transmission. The CDC must acknowledge the airborne nature of COVID-19 and align its guidance to reflect this, protecting high-risk populations and promoting health equity.”

A Call for Stronger Public Awareness on Prevention In a July sign-on letter that the three disability organizations submitted to the CDC together with over 1200 individuals and organizations, the CDC was urged to remove its harmful Respiratory Virus Guidance and put in place a more protective isolation guidance that focuses on the prevention of COVID-19 infections. Preventing infection is key to preventing serious illness, including the development of Long COVID, and death. The letter and the meeting also emphasized the need for masking and testing as core prevention strategies. The CDC’s recent public messaging has shifted slightly away from the vaccine-only strategy for respiratory viruses that the patient advocacy groups heavily criticized in the August meeting. A post shared on the CDC’s social media on 17 October aims to promote the layered approach, emphasizing preventive strategies including using a mask, cleaning the air, and immunization. Some recent tweets from the CDC Cancer account feature graphics depicting a healthcare worker and patient meeting together, with both people masked.

Though this seems to be an improvement, the CDC’s communication about COVID-19 still presents major issues. First, CDC guidance minimizes the need for masking, testing, and isolation — the most important measures for source control. Further, the sign-on letter and the groups’ recommendations presented on 9 August have been ignored. In addition, even though the CDC has acknowledged that COVID-19 can spread year-round, the agency treats SARS-CoV-2 as a seasonal virus, lumping it together with seasonal viruses such as the flu and RSV in the Respiratory Virus Guidance, public messaging, and reporting on its website.

Elsewhere in the federal government, the NIH is bringing back mask and test requirements in its clinics. Yet, the CDC has not established effective infection control guidance like masking in healthcare, and the CDC’s leadership refuses to lead by example. Recently, CDC Director Dr. Mandy Cohen posted a selfie where she and the person vaccinating her were maskless, tweeting a misleading message that COVID-19 vaccines are the best way to prevent serious illness and Long COVID. Although the CDC has started to mention Long COVID more, its message about vaccines preventing Long COVID is awed, as many studies show that people develop Long COVID conditions whether or not they are vaccinated. The best way to prevent severe sickness and Long COVID is to avoid infections through the use of precautions. Julie Lam, founder of MaskTogetherAmerica, a Long COVID patient and representative of NIH RECOVER, stressed the importance of public awareness of COVID-19's lasting impacts: “Most Americans are unaware of the lasting damage COVID-19 can cause to organs. We urgently need a Long COVID awareness campaign, featuring real stories from affected people and comprehensive education on preventive measures.”

The organizations are also concerned with recent proposals from the CDC’s Healthcare Infection Control Practices Advisory Committee (HICPAC). This November, members of HICPAC voted against recommending universal masking in healthcare and N95 use by healthcare workers for airborne diseases. They also submitted a proposal to the CDC to allow healthcare workers who may be infectious back to work as soon as after Day 3, no testing required, with the use of “source control” masking through only Day 7. This proposal does not define “source control” and treats surgical masks equally to N95s for use by potentially infectious healthcare workers working with patients. This puts patients at even greater risk. Broader Public Health and Workplace Protections During the CDC meeting, the advocacy groups emphasized that stronger workplace protections, such as paid sick leave and clean air legislation, are crucial to preventing workplace outbreaks and protecting people reliant on them for their health and safety, such as students, patients, and those in carceral or institutional settings. They also called for federal support to ensure access to essential COVID-19 resources and Long COVID research:

● Accelerated access to Social Security Disability benefits ● Laws to protect people’s right to mask ● Federal investment in Test-to-Treat programs and COVID-19 mitigation efforts ● Focus on worker safety, including paid sick leave ● Expanded clean air laws aligning with ASHRAE 241 standards.

A Call for More Accessible COVID-19 Tools and Resources In the meeting, the groups emphasized the need for federal support to bring back the Test-to-Treat program and enhance access to free vaccines, PCR tests, N95 respirators, and rapid COVID-19 treatment. They pointed out that ending the NIH-sponsored Test-to-Treat program in April left millions in the US without easy access to critical COVID-19 resources. Other important elements include prioritizing FDA testing recommendations by encouraging two negative antigen tests before ending isolation and implementing clean air standards along with real-time CO2 monitoring in public indoor spaces. “The CDC’s guidance should serve all Americans, particularly those at risk of severe illness,” said the representatives from Pan End It, MaskTogetherAmerica, and Long COVID Justice. “We urge the CDC to support robust, prevention-focused public health policies that safeguard the health of all Americans.”

For more information about Pan End It!, see www.panendit.com and www.instagram.com/pan_end_it/.

For more information about MaskTogetherAmerica’s advocacy, visit masktogetheramerica.org and www.instagram.com/masktogetheramerica/.

For more information about Long COVID Justice, see longcovidjustice.org and www.instagram.com/longcovidjustice/.

Media Contacts: Pan End It! Email: contact@panendit.com

Julie Lam Founder, MaskTogetherAmerica Email: masktogetheramerica@gmail.com

Long COVID Justice Email: media@s4hi.org

[cheemken]

Knight I would make this ask longer and put in my own two cents but it’s 2:00 am rn and I wanna go to sleep soon, so I’m making this short

Iris and Drayton getting stuck in a violent snowstorm one way or another :)) getting those Opelucid City flashbacks :)))

Why would you hurt me like this chdmdb that's dope omf

Omf but y'know even better, imagine them training at Dragonspiral Tower, near the coldest place of their region, in the middle of winter. They said it's to face their fears, to overcome their trauma, even just a bit, some progress y'know, plus they told their grandpa they'd be home before dinner. So yeah that didn't happen lmfao

Snowstorm happened, them getting stuck inside Dragonspiral Tower, with no way to get out and no way to go home. Iris was suppose to fly them back home a few moments ago, but that's when the blizzard kicked in and now they're stuck. Even better, there was no signal there, they can't contact their grandpa or anyone to help them get out, and even w Iris' Hydreigon and Salamence's Fire Blasts and Drayton's Flygon's Fire Punch, it wasn't enough to penetrate the ice and the snow. It was so much like Kyurem's Glaciate.

God just hcndbd Drayton paling at that, it was getting cold too, he didn't like it, he's there looking at Iris like he's close to crying. Iris said it's gonna be fine, she'll find a way to get them out, as she gives him her coat to warm him up. He almost didn't accept ofc, what abt her, but she insisted, saying she'll be warm when she ventures deeper into the tower, she's going to find a way out. Imagine her leaving a few of her pkmn w him tho, her Hydreigon and Salamence especially since they're the only ones that know Fire type moves, they can make a bonfire for him to keep him warm.

But also, as Iris ventured deeper and going up the tower, she's starting to feel the bite of the cold, god it's bitter cold, it reminds her so much of what happened back then. But she can't give up, she has to find a way to get outta here, and she cannot be feeling weak, no, she canNOT show weakness especially since her lil brother is waiting for her

But just chxnbd ough, your honour, her almost getting to the top of the tower, she's so close, maybe she can find a way to get outta there, maybe the storm has gone down, maybe they can finally go back home, but the cold was getting to her, she can feel it deep in her bones, everything is so numb, her vision was turning blurry. God imagine her just passing out just as she was abt to reach the top too, collapsed from the cold, everything was cold, so so cold, Arceus it's so fucking cold. The last thing she heard was her Haxorus suddenly coming out of its pokeball.

[withacapitalp]

Hidden Gem Friday

DID I FORGET ITS FRIDAY??? YEAH BUT MY LITTLE SISTER IS HERE SO UHHHHH Hey it's here!!! As always still taking prompts for this!!! The way I'm gonna do these now I think is the first rec above the read more and then the rest below! Hope you guys like that haha

In Eddie's Honour by literaldisneyprincess aka the amazing @maxinemaxmayfield !!!! Recced by me bc this fic is literally a treasure 5.8k- Steddie (Complete)

Summary:

Without thinking, he reaches down and slides his fingers over the indent made by the pen. Eddie must have pressed down harder than necessary, leaving a tactile mark as well as the visual one.  Steve’s hit by the realisation that Eddie will never write his name again. Never write or draw, or even hold a pen again. Ever.  For the first time in two weeks, he stops. He looks around his room, feeling lost, feeling alone and so achingly, horribly empty. - - - Steve struggles with the grief left behind after Eddie's death and how he can move past it without forgetting.

My Thoughts:

I WROTE AN ENTIRE THREE PARAGRAPH THOUGHTS AND THEN TUMBLR DELETED IT NAYHHH. Okay I'm going to try and recreate it. The thing that always gets me about Morgan's writing is the level of detail. It's not just writing like it becomes a whole experience? the font and the notebook page and all these little add ons that just sink you so deep into the story!!! My favorite scene has to be the tattoo scene I remember Morgan talking about this one with us and workshopping it and watching this story come to fruition was such an utter joy. it's on my short list of fics to read when I need a good grief moment haha

I'll feel the sickness less and less by softshr3k Recced by an anon 3.6k (Complete) - Platonic Stobin

Summary:

“What did they do to you?” she finally asks, her voice a whisper. Steve shuts his eyes, breathing in slowly. Everybody seems to want to ask him questions he doesn’t have the right answers to lately. “It doesn’t matter. I’m fine, it’s over.” When he opens his eyes again he can tell she doesn’t believe him, but she doesn’t ask again. Steve thinks he might love her for it. (or, the immediate aftermath of Starcourt, because Steve and Robin are traumatized and also platonic soulmates)

My thoughts:

Okay so I wrote a fic really similar to this one because I NEEDED more of early Stobin, and damn if this didn't hit that niche so perfectly!!!! Like ough I just Robin and Steve have such a lovely really complicated relationship. Both of them have no idea how love works, but they do love each other and it's real OMG I loveeeeeee they're so good! I also love the characterizations here. Steve and Robin still figuring out how this deep confusing real thing between them works ough I love them

staring into all man's plateglass, faces, questioning after who loves by TolkienGirl 1.2k Gen pre-Stoncy being friends (Complete) recced by me

Summary:

Jonathan quirks half a smile in her direction. “Do you want to be right, or do you want me to have lunch with you?” “Both,” Nancy says.

My Thoughts:

This one is like ough a Hershey kiss!! It's short and so so perfect. I love Jonathan POV stuff and this has such a good take on him and how he would feel barely knowing Steve but really wanting to know Nancy and having these emotions for her There's this amazing line in here about Jonathan 'seeing' Steve by being the empty house behind him in the photograph. How Steve is so desperate and hollow, but Jonathan because he's into Nancy sees that and sees it as a flaw of Steve instead of having sympathy for that and it's so OGUH it's amazing

I was open to pain and crossed by the rain by sparklyslug recced by @serpentinegraphite AND @daisiescorduroyandcoffee 20k (COMPLETE)- Gen Wayne and Eddie

Summary:

Little Eddie is born, and Wayne isn't there. Eddie is four. Is eight. Is thirteen. Is eighteen. Is twenty. And his uncle is there. His uncle is right there.

My Thoughts:

I LOVE A WAYNE AND EDDIE FIC AGH! Okay the Munson Lore!!! I love how every writer was like yeah yk what I must include some backstory here for Wayne and Eddie and we are all right LMAO god the scene with Eddie's shaved head it HURTS me like genuinely the way Wayne asks if its what he wants and its so good. IT's hard to explain like there's so so much going on in this fic and it's longer but it's this really well crafted one shot with hints I also adore the way Steve and Wayne develop a relationship here it's not a focus but it's always one of my fave thigns to see in fics!!!! Anyway it's great

[twiggyart6]

collecting short funny things to write under fanart of characters you really love

please feel free to add more thank you :3

(this is long as shit be prepared)

ough

looking at them

my friend :)

mwehehe

augh

I can't believe this

brain blasted

what a little freak

do you even care

be so fucking for real

your kidding

what a weirdo

a wonderous creature

consider this

from my personal collection

what the

I'm so normal

I'm not normal

why are they like that

evil swag

TEEHEE

I'm gonna frow up

yeah this is pretty cool

pretty fucked up dog

have you seen this?

my beautiful princess

I'm ill

oh good heavens!

my son. he has every disease

this shit aint nothin to me man

I laurve them

yoink

just a little bit. as a treat

tell them to stop

me when I GET you

MY GUY

the psychic worm (wohwohwohwohw)

good lord

cuteness aggression towards them

what the fuck ever

im feeling something

sigh

me when the

GRRAAAHH

im fucking serious

love it when they appear

its becoming unhealthy

go white boy go!

your never gonna believe this

worst guy ive ever seen

their just so ... drawable

sorry guys

i saw it in a dream

she is very gorgeous to me!

i see them when i close my eyes

my little scrungle

be so fucking for real

i can do whatever i want

bitch

yeah

my baby girl

my little kitty meow meow

they've done something to me

i gotta get outa here

yep

my favorite white man

dude!?

full of joy a whimsy

going cray cray!

well....

erm

heyy gurl wasup

she is beuty she is grace

aaaaanything could happen

just like me fr

its time

yahoo!

divine retribution

yay!!

so was foretold in the prophecy

their so ... woah

yessir

god. fucking. damn.

they understand me

you are not immune to propaganda

Explodes character with mind

Forgive me

I would tell them my most depraved thoughts

for the win!

my treasure my beloved

awesome

oh yeah woo yeah

thats it thats the post

this above all else

-INHALE-

had to get it out of my system

you absolute baby buffoon

but make it epic

dont question it

gay baby jail

mwah <3

i want to make them into bread

no guys you don't get it

i got nervous

every fuckin time man

[puts face in hands and groans loudly]

no way

DONT DO THIS TO MEEEEE

take a deep breath

stupid little bow wow

cringeposting once again

abandon society, embrace insanity

god has let me draw another day

had to do it

changed my brain chemistry

so the thing is-

im going to make you so girlfail

pathetic wet cat

guys.

their neat idk

or something like that

ATTENTION!!

i have the disease and its terminal

shrimply amazing!

hits you with the beam

smile :)

send help

oh hi didn't see you there

no i will not elaborate

the creature is demonic in nature

i think there's something wrong with them

i think there's something wrong with me

its fine

woah woah woah

do you even realize what you've done

very cool

do you see my vision

whatever the fuck this is called

the strugler

interesting..

oh i got you dont worry

nobody move

character on the brain always and forever

#1 hater

funny you should say that

nature is healing

imagine a guy. now imagine them again

ooo mama

get drawn idiot

get obsessed over idiot

if only they were real

post this character instantly

your honor i need them

ive got some notes

A juicy morsel

I want to push them down the stairs

They wouldn’t dare

(Eyes wide and mouth frothing) yeah!

my beautiful wife <3

[yb-cringe]

for the ask game, 👽,💝, 🫂, and 😭 for witchcraft scott! He is The Blorbo <3

WOO you got it boss! o7

(💝) a hc about their love language:

i think ive done this one before? gift giving- definitely gift giving and words of affirmation. milo knew that man like the back of his hand and that letter was nothing but gifts and lovey dovey words.

(👽) a hc about a weird quirk of theirs

idk if this counts as a Quirk exactly but i think he’s just frigid cold all the time. hes cold as a corpse, yknow? alternatively; I think he maybe talks to zombies like they’re people. he knows theyre not cognizant rly and cant respond but to him its like talking to pets or plants- just a bit more grim. its more weird to see then to experience

(🫂) a friendship hc

OUGH. ELOISE AND SCOTT MAN. i hate slinging the words sibling coded around but christ almighty. these two are sibling coded because scott will like curse her and she’ll be like ok fine but also fuckyou and hit him for it

and they’ll laugh but the second she’s like ok olease stop like legitimately he does it right away. theyre assholes to each other but in that ‘only im allowed to be like this to you’ way.

does that make sense? this isnt even a hc im just rambling they both thjnk theyre protecting the other from something is what i mean

(😭) a hc about the worst thing that happened to them.

you knew what you were doing here huh. okay. well i think milo and scott had a dream house, but since its always ‘what we wouldve had’ instead of ‘what we had’ i think the two of them were living Rough somewhere, working hard for a better future. and in trying to get them both enough money to make it, milo ends up in some deep shit and gets killed.

because he dies to some Not Legal shit, he doesn’t get an official grave. they dont wven tell him what they did with the body or the ashes. just that he’s gone. and its so terribly, awfully, unfair that they never got any happiness after so long trying that scott literally starts doing the same shit milo was (breaking into places, stealing, lying, etc) to force the world to give them a happy ending instead

[fandomandangstlover]

(Efficiency)

That is exactly what I was going for when I wrote the grape part ABRKEUA

○●○

Nightmares.

They're something the USBs warned them about. That and trauma. The little Coding had taken the time to scoure the internet for the meanings of those words.

Once it found out.. yeah, it made sense as to why the USBs would warn it.

Now, it lays at the foot of SMG4's bed, watching him closely. His USB had personally asked the code to keep an eye on him. Apparently SMG4 wasn't doing too hot.

It didn't blame him, in all honesty.

The cat-like code, after a few more minutes of watching the sleeping man, closed its eyes. It didn't need sleep, but it had grown accustomed to sleeping. To feel more connected.

It flicked its tail. With Mario in the room, everything would be fine. It didn't seem like the hero was that deep of a sleeper! Or maybe the code was.

Just as it starts to drift off to sleep..

"N-no.."

Its eyes snap open, and it looks at SMG4. He has an expression of pain on his face despite being asleep. Mario was still asleep. It seemed like he was a deep sleeper.

Slowly, the little coding rises from laying.

"N-no.. no, get away.." it watches with worry as his hands come up to his hair. It hesitates. It read conflicting things on how to deal with nightmares induced by trauma.

It reached out its paw before retracting it.

Did it even have the right to comfort him? They weren't even around when the original code was, it had no idea what it had been through.

"No..! S-stop! Le-let us go..!" as SMG4 pleads in his sleep, the little Coding quickly makes its way up the bed. It walks up to his chest and lays against it. And begins purr quiet loudly. It rubs its body against him, hoping to try and lull him out the nightmare.

It seems to work.

It watches as his hands stop gripping his hair and instead lower back to his sides. Well, one does. The other rests over the cat-like code.

It closes its eyes and continues to purr, keeping the nightmare at bay.

'I'll protect you,' it thinks. 'I'll protect you until my final stand.'

OUGH

LIL CODING COMFORT SMG4 LET'S GOOOOOO AAA THEY'RE ADORABLE AGGKAHZHW

HOLDS LIL CODING LIKE THAT ONE TEARY EYED EMOJI WITH HANDS MEME

[creacherkeeper]

50, 51, 56 & 57 for Scruggs and a lost npc of your choice (& 69 for bo if that’s not too many qs)

im gonna do scruggs and brandi!!!! <3333 onions favorite guys

50. can they sing? can they dance?

scruggs: he absolutely fucking cannot dance but he likes doing that like. slow sway, occasionally spin partner, kind of dancing. i think his sisters used to make him do that a lot. and i think he has a good singing voice but for like. deep rousing tavern songs kind of singing

brandi: she cannot sing or dance if her life depended on it and that doesnt stop her from trying

51. what is the most beautiful thing in the world, for them?

scruggs: just like. a really nice homemade meal shared with family

brandi: she would probably say something like a really finely crafted weapon or something but i think the real answer is a sunrise after youve been up all night and your brain is a little foggy but you just feel so at peace and chill. is like his real answer

56. what animal do they most relate to?

scruggs: i think a grizzly bear. big, intimidating, aggressive if you mess with them, but also really caring and protective and if youre on their good side quite cuddly and soft

brandi: i mean. she literally is a rabbit. so that

57. what makes them angry?

scruggs: its a little hard for scruggs as waylon's bodyguard because he has to keep up the appearance that he's angry when people are acting like dicks around waylon (which is often because waylon is an utter bitch of an old man) but generally he finds it pretty amusing. but like. when people make any sort of remarks about his family he can get set off pretty easily. he is ,, a Tad overprotective over lizzie and kelsey much to their chagrin

brandi: brandi has so so much anger that is so so incredibly repressed that she just doesn't realize she's feeling it ever

69. how would they describe their party members?

ough

nox: bo has literally so so much affection for nox so when they didnt talk for a while he was genuinely so emo about it. nox is his little guy!!! he's just so used to people being mad at him for things that when they had the crush convo bo was like. i couldnt have changed the outcome of this but now nox is gonna hate me <33 so was trying to give nox space and when nox didnt initiate bo was like. okay i was right. but now that they've finally talked i think bo is still a little Skittish but like. just loves nox so dearly. and is so keen on protecting him and supporting them any way he can. i think of all the party members bo is the most Sweet On nox. just very Affectionate

kai: kai is his brother!!!!! like for so long family Only meant his mom to bo. which is part of why he was like. so unable to see how bad she was and leave. she was All He Had. and so after finding bubba and rosie and like. finally letting himself grow closer to kai in that way. he realized that his family could look a lot different than he ever thought it could. kai is his brother which means he's the perfect person to piss bo off but also he would so die for them in a fucking heartbeat. he can finally like. kind of get back some of his teenage years with them and like. just have some fun? Boy Time. he's trying not to mother hen kai so bad but. it's something he's still learning

nettle: speaking of mother henning. bo wants to soooooo bad. nettle is so wet cat core and its so obvious she's been having a Rough Go that he genuinely wants to do everything he can to support her but is struggling because she clearly Doesnt Want That. so he's kind of at a loss for what to do and just tries to make himself Present. or does things like makes a ton of different kinds of cookies to sus out what her favorite ones are. he's simply like. i will adopt her i just need to not have her run into the woods first. and i think he's started opening up to her like. To Show Her It's Okay. not realizing that it's actually really helping him bc he's a little stupid

theo: okay not a party member TECHNICALLY BUT. bo wants to take care of her so so bad. you know when a realtor takes you through a house and is like its a fixer upper its got good bones!!! bo is like. im simply going to Fix Her. he thinks she has so much potential to feel better she just needs to accept help. he really is so sad puppy dog about her and like. he just so desperately wants her to acknowledge that she's cared for and doesn't understand why that's so hard because he's a gigantic hypocrite who can't acknowledge that he himself is cared for

[only-lonely-lovers]

09.12.2022.

tags: fingering, pee

Bird is あ / Avvy is つ

つ：we should take a moment to indeed though think about tsukasa enabling nene's feelings of like. [jenny's sister saying ough… nancy! having sex! voice] about hanako actually having some fetishes pertaining to that which he is into

and yet its so hard to tease hanako without him just leaving

あ：Mm yes i was like, entertained thinking about it earlier, but now I'm just like, relishing at the thought

I think you could thread the needle… it simply would, have to be particular. but i think in the first place we could only get this far if, this was like an ongoing 3way deal, and we are slowly chipping away at Hanako. he's submitting to multiple things, like ugh ah, okay, I permit Tsukasa to watch me get. touched. MGUGHF !! fine we're doing it Like this

Though the terms of service initially, probably are like -- and don't you open your mouth kind of breadcrumb trailed towards this…

つ：I think Tsukasa could boiling water hanako, with some other details….. he could also rope Hanako into staying invested in being horny and playing by, ah, like groping Nene while starting to talk to her, a funny situation of the… girls are talking about you, giggling at you, but also they are fucking. sometimes i think tsukasa/nene fooling around inf ront of him does have the flavor of lesbians doing it for their straight boyfriend

あ：

Mmn yeah I think so too ww… Decidedly, positioning themselves as eyecandy for Hanako to enjoy. I think it makes him empty-headed and just staring at, expression becomes slack-jawed in nature, and Tsukasa logs whenever this happens. Like hm okay, Amane likes when I…

I was going to say, that the greatest component to keep Hanako in place, is just making him enough of a slave to his cock that he doesn't want the situation to end. The scenario is just hot, enough, he's far enough into things that he has that basic "I want to. come." emotion and doesn't want to leave high and dry — and it wouldnt feel, satisfying or powerful to storm out, and be all heartpounding, sweaty and flushed elsewhere, all alone. He's deep into it enough that he wants to just see it through

You could really weaponize Nene's body, in reality… You flash a guy a tit and his brain hiccups, you know

つ：yeah i don't think he can protest if tsukasa sweetens the deal a little

I like the idea as well of Tsukasa urging Nene and Amane to change positions.. encouraging her to like, stand above him, him to lay back, but doing so very discreetly, almost like Amane won't notice he's been so moved until a beat later

rubs his sternum and eases him backwards

just to let nene be like omg….. me step on him. he will really let me do this? tsukasa is a wizard omg

あ：oh like Amane in the progress of being moved is like mmm.... feels good

つ：tsukasa is elegantly juggling the plates of like well now amane is under her, i will show him her pussy he will enjoy that very much so.

let nene-chan feel like a goddess up here, and get more leverage to press down. sometimes i think tsukasa does just rip her tights to expose her pussy and stuff. she has to deal withit

あ：small price to pay etc. but GOD will it freaking WORK. Hanako is down looking like hot wind has descended upon him, ouighf… hh… hakk hagk hhoruhg….

If I think about a guy's fetishes…. the angle of looking up at Nene and really drinking in the perspective of, like legs/thighs, pussy nestled between… Tsukasa serpentining around, handling her, it just will make him horny. It's EMBARRASSING but it's also like mguhghh A SHOWWW for meeee

but i want to enjoy the big show.

つ：you add enough elements then you can basically dirty talk nene after and whispering to nene will just become sexy to hanako instead of hives-y hanako: the girls are. talkign about how amazing my hog is

あ：like his mind is racing to guess what they're saying but is only generating cumrotted porno stuff. talking about how it looks, real nice. the girls want me so carnally….

つ：hanako would indeed enjoy pervert perspective from below….. tsukasa is artfully removing articles of her clothing, mussing with her bow, ripped her tights, bunching her skirt…..

あ：there's many ways to sweeten the pot… eurrr really thinking about a guy's fetishes and, Tsukasa's fingers spreading pussy, lingering touches, slipping in her for even a second… he simply likes it if it all feels like a display for him to witness….

I think in earlier instances, Hanako can get away with being all huffy and like "ugh, Tsukasa, c'mon…" about him being invasive and involved, but. it's like in this moment you have to accept that you LIKE. when Tsukasa spreads her pussy for you. you just like the look, it lookksssss hot it's sexy…

つ：i'm getting distracted but i wish tsukasa could make her pee and catch her off guard with this somehow and make amane feel surprised/startled

あ：no this is good. I'm thinking about the perspective…. it's a good way to watch a girl pee.

つ：I do think it would be fun though avvy's brief detour is i'd love Nene to try to whine privately to tsukasa about needing to pee and tugging at his wrist. and tsukasa staring at, amane below her. staring at the bathroom around them. knowing amane's …. things. and just suddenly goes SO brutally hard all at once both pressing firmly into her bladder, wrapping an arm around her body, and viciously fingering her

before Amane can be like TSUKASA [he's too busy [[EXHALING ALL BREATH LOUDLY LIKE AUSTIN POWERS FIRST]]] get it… going. get him hit with it

really rubbing a girl's clit once she gets going to force her to keep clenching and persisting. also have that hand spreading everything for a clear aimed shot.

あ：Ahmm the way Tsukasa can be so PRECISE… it's really good to utilize for something like this. Especially since Nene already was enjoying catering to Amane's fetishes, this is surely, in reality, just another way she can do that, she'll see… hehe.

I really like the thought of squeezing a girl's bladder pointedly, like there's no way she could expect such a thing

つ：going to pop the seal with precision through this

あ：and you'd love for Amane to be down there and simply having to experience the sight, sensation, and then just get. like dizzy, about it.

つ：just got him horny enough that he can't be thinking about this feeling like anything resembling being subjugated to anything…. and, it's complicated. it IS all in service to him-- just had to reaaaally get him into that mental state via putting on the shows first…..

あ：I think it's just like mouth gets dry. Staring at the stream. watching ah, the way it's running down her legs… and through Tsukasa's fingers…

Mmm actually would like Amane to like… possessed, lurch to feel it hit his face…

つ：tsukasa is flirty, what I like about pussy and pee is that redirecting a stream is as simple as slightly tugging the skin this way or that… just flick it upwards with a pull to get his face. hehe.

hey

あ：fsdjkgh

つ：its ok i got you brother

あ：I suppose we are both going to meet in the middle here

つ：tsukasa feeling well i'll be darn happy twin synchronicity feel

あ：you knew what I wanted.

As overwhelmed as Nene is, I hope she can like eventually process the sight of Hanako down there like. i think looking, like he's really basking in it, a guy who is lost in the sauce like a-ah. is that…. is that. what. is going on.

つ：well he is… of the bathroom

あ：it IS in the title, isn't it.

つ：i thinkshe would also be like TSUKASA THIS ISNT WHAT WE AGREED ON...!!!

あ：Yes jfdhgdf

つ：why do i trust you i thought we were together on this!!!!

あ：we were both supposed to be miettes trusting each other. but you betrayed me

it's okay girl just let a guy lick your pussy… he needs it take pity on him

つ：cute if amane started just pawing upwards like a brat like mmngnh… mn. giveme

あ：give. give it

つ：tsukasa like hai hai FORCES NENE DOWN i like amane sitting up…… a nice position to eat pussy in. leisurely sits, nene a leetle having to bend her legs, bc he is short

あ：it's a fun skew, he wouldn't normally be like this

つ：tsukasa's hand is nearby, and amane has the wild urge to grasp his wrist briefly to suck piss off his fingers

あ：Ahh yes… guy who is lost in the sauce. a moment to press the palm against his face too… need this Just want to feel hand… palm… tongue against it This is like. where tsukasa's propeller hat spins

つ：i do not expect to be more than accessory. and it is always a profound joy. loses mouth for a moment.

i think even as tsukasa is very integrated…. it's still just the way he operates, seeing himself as a moment enhancer and background accellerant i'm too used to being stringpuller!!

あ：It is his intuitive thought process, just thinking of himself as puppeteering things into place in a very like…. clinical way, like I'm just putting everyone into place. but it's not about me doing it… but you are wrong!!

it's like oh tsukasa it has to be about you… otherwise you wouldnt be allowed to so much as graze her pussy

つ：would not be allowed!!! it must be these nice hands, good gestures.... actively enhance nene's beauty, accentuate it. like ribbons. anyone else would be nasty crone hands

あ：it really could only be Tsukasa to handle her so, appealingly… They play off of one another in a way that is so complimentary it's like eating the cheese and the grape

つ：its relieving to have amane engage in a scene without necessarily having to maintain this over the top veneer of dominating, fklsdj;kl its almost a little insecure to do so, you know

let a girl pee on you….. and step on your dick. it won't lessen your power, it will feel good. feel spoiled instead placidly eat out nene for a long time…..

あ：Noo, like, it would be good for him to submit to this side of him, it's extent and real!! there's no need to "put it on" all the time w. ah sometimes you're juuust a 13 yo boy, so you're dumb and horny and 1000 yard stare watching things happen like unmgh… sex

it all feels good. burying your face against pussy…. noooo thoughts necessary

つ：tsukasa feeling mmmm❤️ crawls between nene's legs like a creature to get to amane's cock to finish him off like this belly to the floor. nene's legs like an A above him. a very leisurely, slow BJ, though….

nothing hurried, just enough stimulation, to not rush him through but to give him something…. not meant to distract from nene-- only to accompany nicely.

あ：aghhh god. i'm sleepy and out of it enough that it's like. i'm immersed and feeling the "what? if orgot. you could suck me off." nice and slow…. mghh…. the way amane's hands could alternate pawing at nene and then down at tsukasa…

pleasant way to wrap up… feels like coming would happen so easily and fluidly, weak jitters… nene can feel his quickened breff and getting arrhythmic while eating her out. good job girlies it was good

つ：tsukasa is like ^^ … nene feels. boneless. run dry flumps to the floor

あ：she is going to look, like a mess <3 flops with you though we lie together liek corpses for a sec

[friendlyengie]

ok actually I want to do my own thoughts on why tf2 is Like That.

obviously the easiest gimme is how easy the characters are to recognize. I think the psychology or whatever behind their easily recognizable silhouettes and simple yet effective specific design traits have been talked about into the ground but it’s very true. Put a hat on a guy and give him dog tags. The Sout.

but the other thing is just how fucking Many of them there are. 9 main characters in game with their unique voicelines and tinges of backstory in the comics and meet the merc vids, that’s enough to get a guy to start pounding on the ground like an ape if you’re a Character Enjoyer. And then you have the less prevalent guys who are still like. More recognized in the tf2 lore even if they rarely (if at all) make appearances In game. Saxton, Admin, Pauling, etc. and then you go really fucking deep and all the certified “guy with 2 seconds of screen time” fans can dig up all those freaks in the corners of the comics and shit. You know.

And then it’s just like. Tf2 has nothing lore. Not as in it doesn’t have any lore, it just. It’s nothing. There’s no consistent theme aside from the fact that it’s absolute nonsense. The official comic series has a story, and I love them, but it’s all built on plot contrivances and killing characters like 3 different times and they all come back normal and fine. Something something Shakespearicles is the strongest writer to have ever lived. “Tf2 takes place in the 1960s” yes and it does make for a good basis for aesthetics and stuff. But also no it doesn’t. Don’t lie to me. The 1960s of tf2 is but a phantom of the 1960s we know. Sex Bomb was released in 1999. but that means you can literally do whatever. Respect the timeline as much as tf2 writers do, which is to say literally not at all. Do whatever the fuck you want and tint it with a vintage color palette. It’s awesome.

It’s just kind of prime “put a guy in a situation” media isn’t it. These guys were kind of built to be put in a wacky situation. Faces built for tv . Sits in the corner and sighs . Anyways. The absolute nonsense that is the canon lore mixed with the slivers of actually caring about these characters keeps you around. Most people like to care about characters, to be invested in their emotions or whatever, so when media is just downright mean spirited about its characters it makes it a little embarrassing to bother to care. But sometimes tf2 will drop something like Scout’s Death Scene and Spy’s Confession or “Btw demo has like the most fucked up backstory ever what is wrong with him” or give Engineer ties to the administrator and also the canonical tfc engineer and also the backstory of why tf2 is tf2 as a whole, or The War Update. And it makes you go ough. Ohoho. Ok. These characters can be ridiculous and it’s good but also there’s enough depth that you can also bite into them like a ripe pear and it rules.

funny hat game. Never let anyone tell you you can’t dress up the mercenaries. “He would not fucking wear that-“ have you SEEN this guys cosmetics? Shut up. A dress is like the least of your concerns. You like to dress up a funny guy don’t you? Yeah you do. Go dress up a funny guy.

And then just like. Sort of as a result of the baseline that the source set up and also the community that the fan base fosters, people Love to put those guys in situations. That one post that’s like. The tf2 mercs are Greek gods to them or whatever. They exist in so many forms. People went fucking nuts over Emesis Blue dude, a horror movie (and it is a movie, let’s be real here) featuring Catholic Guilt Medic Tf2. And that was recent. I haven’t even been around long enough to say anything about the prevalence of sfm animation in the fanbase. Put that guy in a situation to the Extreme. Reinvent that guys narrative. (Mindset with varying success but you know.) I don’t know a thing about any freak fortress character but those guys are like their own self sustaining ecosystem.

And then there’s just a lot to say about how customization of characters leads to a lot of potential for oc creation and the world is big enough to also support that, and even if it’s not, Literally who cares. They have a wizard in that game. Nothing is off the table anymore. Do whatever you want. I don’t care.

How does tf2 do that to people.

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Ik he's not a favorite but your Pucci content makes my heart warm he's my favorite villain besides Kira. Your perla green baby is chefs kiss and just he is so funky and tragic and that makes him even more so you're so big brained

ITS CRAZY PUCCI ISNT MORE A FAVIROTE BECAUSE HE REALLY IS JUST AN EXCELLENT VILLIAN

He really just is so complex in such a satisfying way that you can really dig in an analyze so much about him it's crazy

And yeaH been thinking so much so hard about perla and c moon fusion or pearl moon.... like... the orginal text is just as good and fine

But the idea of pearl moon hits so hard.. especially when you think how this fucked up perla who is perla but not really but it's only memories mixed with three other people's souls, how she wouldn't be mad at Pucci, not fully or for long at least... she loves her brother

But I think in the basic act of c moon/perla exist in that state would fuck him up so good... especially if you MUST be set on continuing these elaborate plans you've already set into motion too many years ago, your in too deep... but to force your sister apart of it, to make her a tool... fuck, but can this thing even be considered her truly... but the way it calls you enrico unlike anyone has done for so long

Just OUGH a lot of layers to think about with a concept like this man....

[presidentbungus]

do u have any heavymedic headcanons

- thiiiiis post. this one right here by my bestie @welcome-to-ikea. this post I have helpfully linked at the beginning and I will link it one more time. that one. please like and reblog it. they are in love. thank you ikea

- I think even from the beginning the doves love love love love Heavy. like, one day he came into the infirmary for surgery and sat down and in like 10 seconds his lap was just filled with birds and, like, he didn’t care. just chillen. it was one of the things that convinced Medic he might be someone to trust, actually, and maybe even… befriend (perish at the thought!)

- Medic starts off super like emotionally closed off “TRUST NO ONE EVER” because I guess he feels like he’s supposed to be that way when he’s with people like this but Heavy gently prods him into realizing it’s a stupid idea pretty fast. I think once the dam breaks the flood comes QUICK. as SOON as Medic figures out he can be ultra vulnerable with no consequences he basically sets aside like 4 hours a day for the both of them where they can just sit down and Medic can cry about his many, many emotional problems, which are numerous.

- Heavy loves loves loves loves listening to him talk in general even if he’s completely incomprehensible a lot of the time. for some unimaginable reason he finds his voice kind of soothing, and generally just enjoys the energy he gives off all the time. he could sit in a room and hear Medic tell stories about his various disastrous escapades forever and, looking back on it, it’s a little weird it took him that long to realize how he felt huh

- Medic lIkes how calm Heavy is—just having him around clears his head And GOD knows he needs that. its nice to just have someone to rant to and stuff who’s, like, willing to listen, and not trapped on an operating table at risk of having all of their organs unconsensually removed by gravity

- I think Heavy makes the first move, romantically mainly because Medic just gets so deep in denial at some point that to wait for him to make a move would probably take several years and a shovel. one day Heavy drags him aside and has this whole romantic thing planned where he like says everything he likes about Medic and everything they do for each other and the deepness of their Bro Bond and everything and the entire time Medic’s just half-listening nodding along feeling like the most tangible fucking relief anyone’s ever felt like ever. like oh. I guess that’s what that was about. LOL

- they protect each other VERY strongly. obv Heavy’s main role in battle is to protect Medic and, like, he does his job, but if a Spy backstabs Heavy in front of him then ough. poor guy. that Spy is going to die VERY SOON and it will NOT be fun

- Medic looooooves Heavy’s body. all his muscle and fat and scars and stuff. Medic loves to sit in his lap and lay against him and hug him and stuff and just like feel him. there is nothing that delights him more than when like Heavy’s carrying something and purposefully flexes in front of him to show off (sometimes he full on dramatic faints which is a significant health risk but he seems to be having a really good time so nobodu considers it that much of a problem)

- if you don’t piss either of them off you’ll be fine. if you piss off one of them you automatically piss off the other one and you will probably be dead

- they are both married to engineer. this is my headcanon. one day heavy was like medic do you want to marry me and medic said hold on let me ask my husband. and his husband said yes. and they’re a throuple they sit in rocking chairs on the porch and do crosswords together over tea and talk about gardening or whatever

[quillandink333]

Courage

BotW Link X Zelda ~ Vampire!Link AU

Rating: M

Word Count: 3.2k

WARNINGS: blood and gore, near-death experiences, nudity

Summary: In defiance of his creator, Link risks his life over and over as he fights to protect Zelda’s, but then watches his world crumble as she does the same for him.

Masterlist

“Highness!”

An electric arrow flew at her from above. I deflected it in the nick of time, skidding against the rainforest’s damp soil.

The scaly eyes of the monster who’d fired lased into me, just like those of all the rest as they emerged and made themselves known. I hissed, outwitted. We were surrounded, having just walked into the clearing before the Spring of Courage, but we hadn’t been expecting company. And now, there was nowhere to take cover.

One of the unholy creatures leapt out at us from behind. We would’ve been done for if I hadn’t heard its approach in time. I drew my blade and dealt with it swiftly, but this battle was far from won.

The lizalfi were cunning, more so than they appeared. They’d blended in with their surroundings, only revealing themselves when we’d walked straight into the heart of their trap. They were nine, ten...twelve in number, half of them foot soldiers and the rest archers.

“Link...?”

“It’s alright,” I asserted, though I had to admit the validity of my statement was questionable at best. “Just stay close.”

My sword and shield clattered as they hit the ground. “Wait,” she stammered, “what are you—?”

I crouched down and closed my eyes. The image of my enemy’s blackening corpse strewn across the ground beneath me devoured my thoughts and claimed my focus.

Soon enough, my arms turned thin and leathery, my legs melted away, and the corners of my vision were blurred and bloody.

With my new wings, I soared high above the stone pillar.

The monster at its vertex jerked its head up.

I dove down. My body changed shape, and I landed feet-first on top of my victim, causing it to plummet to its doom.

I leapt to the ground, retrieving the sword and finishing it off with one final blow.

“Link—ahh!”

I turned. Time froze when I saw the princess backed up against a tree with two lizalfi closing in on her.

One grabbed her wrist between its claws. My throat clenched in anger.

Thinking quickly, I picked up the bow of the fallen archer and shot an electric arrow right into the nape of her attacker’s neck. It spasmed a few times, letting go of her before collapsing to the ground at her feet, dead.

The other turned its head. In response, I shot a second arrow through its eye socket and into its skull.

But when I reached for another arrow, my hand was seized, and I was pinned to the ground.

The princess screamed out my name as I wrestled with the enemy, but it had me immobilized. I could hear the pitter-patter of the others’ footsteps fast approaching, and saw countless shock arrows wizzing overhead. No matter how hard I struggled, I couldn’t get the damned thing off me.

So I closed my eyes again.

The creature that had been holding me down squawked in confusion. I fluttered out of its grasp with ease. If I still had my face, I would’ve been smirking in triumph.

The archers were still firing away at me, but their aim was off by a mile as always. It was even harder to hit me now that I presented a much smaller and faster target.

Assessing the battle field, I counted three on foot and five ranged remaining. I spotted one try to pick up the sword, jumping back when its hand began to sizzle. I took this chance to shift back and reclaim my weapon.

It didn’t take me long from there to eliminate the three left on the ground. All the while, I was careful to keep Her Highness in my line of sight.

Until one of the archers shifted its aim from me to her.

I raced to her side at once. The arrow flew, and I blocked it with no more than half a second to spare.

Then one of them rushed at us, catching me off-guard.

I swung my sword out, and it leapt back.

I could’ve sworn I’d taken care of all the ones on foot. Could one of the archers have abandoned its post?

“Are you alright?”

The question caught me even more off-guard. “Yes, Princess,” I stuttered, trying to focus on fighting off my opponents. “Get to the spring.”

She nodded and made a break for the stone serpent’s mouth.

Then I heard a low grunt. Her footsteps halted.

Rising to its feet in front of her was none other than a towering, third-class moblin.

Another bolt just barely missed my ankle. It purged me of my paralysis, and I dodged it. I looked back just in time to see the brute raising its club above her.

“Zelda!”

She screamed and darted out of the way. I thanked Ganon for making these boorish behemoths as slow as they were.

“Keep running!” I ordered, blocking another lightning-fast attack. “Don’t look back!”

She was terrified. I heard it in the way she gasped for air as she fled. I should’ve known better than to give way to overconfidence. Now my grip was shaky, my movements frenzied, and I was starting to panic.

I advanced, but the spineless freak just kept leaping back miles out of reach. The three left with bows were still firing away at me. I shouted out in futile aggravation. I’d lost my shield some time ago while transforming, leaving my left side wide open. I could no longer see the princess, though I still heard her frantic footsteps, as well as her pursuer’s.

I had to get back up on my feet somehow, or else her blood truly would be on my hands this time.

I sprinted over to where a bow and quiver full of shock arrows were lying deserted. My opponent, after a moment of standing there in confusion, chased after me.

I turned and thrusted the tip of my blade through its open palm.

It screeched dramatically. This gave me an opening. I grasped it and slashed the creature’s throat open once and for all.

The loud rustling of palm leaves caught the attention of one of the archers.

Standing to the left of the spring’s entrance was the princess, frozen in fear. The black moblin was sluggishly approaching her from behind.

The lizalfos took aim. She gasped and turned around, but then came face-to-face with the pig-snouted giant.

Then she took even me by surprise and ducked between its legs.

The moblin stumbled. Then before it’d had the chance to recover, the archer let loose its arrow, which hit the beast right in its thigh. Lightning surged throughout its lanky form before it collapsed on its front.

I held my breath.

But it got back up again like nothing had happened. Of course that wouldn’t have been enough to kill it, as I had hoped. Soon, it turned back around and continued its dreaded hunt.

I’d missed my chance. “Damn it...” Now it was impossible for me to hit it with the projectiles at my feet, and I had the attention of all three archers back on me.

I picked up the bow and arrows and ran. There had to be some position that was ideal for shooting down the last of these fiends.

I maneuvered across the battlefield until all three of them were in view. They were farther away than I would’ve liked, but this would have to do. Besides, this way I was far enough that they wouldn’t be able to hit me with their inferior aim whilst I pierced their throats one after another.

Finally, the last one fell from its post and into the water below, vanquished.

“Ough!”

I spotted Her Highness, sprawled out on the staircase at the spring’s entrance. She must have tripped on her way down.

Time stopped, yet again, as the monster emerged from the shadows, poised to strike.

The defenceless princess didn’t so much as scream, merely watching her fate unfold in complete, mortal terror.

The beast swung its mace.

I nearly tripped myself as I leapt in front of her, parrying the death blow, but just barely.

The enemy staggered back. I charged forward.

My aim was true.

The blade cleaved clean through its torso, exiting out through its backside. Its thick, black ichor sprayed all over my arm when I took it out. The beast fell to the ancient pavement slowly and heavily, shaking the earth as it landed.

My chest was heaving violently. By the time I looked down, the gore staining the sword had already burned away. Arms shaking in exhaustion, I returned it to its sheath, wiping the sweat from my brow.

“Link...”

I swivelled when the princess’ frail voice called me. She hadn’t moved from her position on the steps, twisting at the waist to look up and face me. She seemed just as drained as I felt, if not more so. Other than that, though, she hadn’t sustained any serious injuries from what I could see. All she had were a few small scrapes and bruises here and there.

Then it hit me. The front of her white dress was sopping wet, and I’d been staring at her for well over a minute. I immediately averted my gaze, feeling a wave of embarrassment crawl beneath my skin.

“What?” she worried. “What’s the matter?”

Without looking, I cleared my throat suggestively. When that evidently hadn’t gotten the message across, I muttered, “You’re drenched.”

“Ah...” She looked down, noticing the exposed state she was in. “I just...fell into the spring a couple of times,” she blushed. “You don’t have to look away, though. I-I trust you.”

There was that phrase again. That utterly ridiculous phrase that she’d been using with me for the past month or so.

Taking a deep breath, I reached out my hand to help her to her feet.

The few drops of sacred spring water left on her palm hissed softly as they made contact with my skin. I winced. The pain was small, but excruciating.

“Oh my Goddess,” she gasped, loosening her grasp on my hand and poring over it. A few small cracks had formed in my palm, from which a few wisps of smoke had risen. “I’m so sorry,” she deliberated. “Are you alright? Do you need—”

“I’m fine, Your Highness,” I interrupted, gripping her fingers gently in demonstration. She looked up at me, uncertainty lingering in her expression, then back at my hand.

My own gaze landed on her wrist. Through the intricate metalwork of her wristband, an array of three puncture wounds, each secreting thin threads of dark red, could be seen. The memory of the monster’s filthy talons penetrating her precious, delicate skin flashed through my mind’s eye.

I cursed quietly. Once again, my infernal hate had taken hold of me and obstructed my ability to fulfill my sworn duty to her. I’d tried to fight it, but it was inescapable. I bit my lip, swallowing back a sigh. The worst part of it all was how I now found myself struggling to tear my eyes away from the blood seeping out of her wounds, further proving that I was no different from the monsters from which I was trying my hardest to protect her.

“Are you sure you’re alright?” she asked again, tone tender and brimming with warmth. I nodded; it was all I could bring myself to do.

It was not my place to listen in on her prayer. However it was difficult not to when she was such a short distance away. Tuning her out was quite the challenge, as soft-spoken as she tended to be during these rituals of hers. Besides, I couldn’t help but be intrigued.

The things she spoke to the Goddess about were shocking to me. I hadn’t the slightest clue about how formal or intimate one was expected to be when speaking with Her, but the princess seemed to have no qualms with confiding in Her just about anything. Once, during one of these pilgrimages, she’d even confessed to Her that I was in fact a day keese. It was likely that She’d already known this about me, but even so, if I’d ever been so obscenely foolhardy as to confess my betrayal of Lord Ganon to His own face, I would’ve been stricken down on the spot.

After a while, it became apparent to me that the princess had gone quiet. This was more than a little unsettling. I kept my back turned respectfully, but kept my ears trained just the same.

Splosh

My heart sank. I turned around, just in time to see her hand fall below the surface of the water.

I didn’t think twice before diving in after her.

The water penetrated my clothes the instant I stepped in. It went up to my knees. I couldn’t withhold my wail of blinding agony. My legs were like sandcastles, and the spring, a riptide.

It took every sliver of strength left in my body to reach the princess. By the time I had her safe in my arms, I could no longer feel my feet. There was no way I could get her back to dry land by carrying her. The one choice I had left was to hurl her unmoving form as far as I could and hope for the best. So, with a silent apology, that’s just what I did.

I was forced to crawl my way back to dry land; I no longer had the physical capacity to remain standing. To my immense relief, she was there on the concrete, safe and breathing.

Until now, I hadn’t had the chance to truly feel the searing pain consuming what remained of my body. My flesh was cracked and crumbling, and the water had soaked through each little crevice deep into my brittle constitution. If I wasn’t careful, my body would’ve lost any resemblance to a Hylian it had left.

When it had become strenuous to continue drawing breath, I realized I wasn’t long for this world. And yet, as I gazed upon the princess’ unmoving form whilst my surroundings faded to black, I smiled. At long last, I could bid farewell to this dastardly life of mine.

I awoke with a slight weight on my chest and a warm, bitter-sweet taste in my mouth. A series of coughs wracked my already broken body as the familiar liquid ran slowly down my throat. I opened my eyes.

“Link...?”

The face that greeted me was veiled in heavenly, golden light. I squinted. For a moment, I was certain I was looking straight into the eyes of an angel. Then my vision adjusted. Of course, I realized, no angel would ever shine half as brightly as she.

Her hand, planted firmly at the back of my head, encouraged it forward, until my lips sealed shakily around the weeping slit in her neck once again. As I drank obediently, I began wondering if she’d made the incision herself. Something about it felt sickeningly wrong. Even so, I was too numb, too fatigued, and too delirious to do anything about it.

I regained consciousness gradually, becoming more and more aware of our situation as she slid down my throat one swallow at a time. Her blood was like finely aged wine, pleasantly burning my insides as it went down. All the while, I could feel my body recovering its structure. The cracks and chips littering my skin dissolved one by one, and before long, my legs had pieced themselves back together. Now I could feel the cool mists of Faron, as well as the warmth of her bare flesh, clinging to my own.

It was around that time that I finally came to my senses. My tongue traced over the smooth edges of the lesion, making her tense up against me. I jerked back.

For the first time since waking, I was able to get a good look at her neck. The cut was fairly small, but the way it gaped and pulsed—staring back at me and perceiving each and every one of my innermost thoughts like the all-seeing eyes of our Father—forced me to look away. I could hear His petrifying voice even then.

I let my fearful gaze meander, coming across her and my clothes, which were still damp with spring water from the looks of it. Then my eyes landed on my sword, lying unsheathed on the pavement a few feet away. A corner of its blade was stained with crimson.

I shed a silent tear. “Why...?”

“‘Why?’” she rowed, teeth clenched, clearly in pain. “You wouldn’t have made it if I hadn’t done this! And yet...you’re still asking me why?”

I opened my mouth, but found myself speechless. No matter how much I wanted to just look her in the eyes and tell her everything that weighed on my mind, I couldn’t. What good would it do to resent her for this? It was already too late.

“How could you throw your life away like that?” she stabbed. “You knew your body couldn’t take it, surely.”

I risked another glance at her neck, watching as it gushed out rivers of blood with no sign of stopping. “I could ask the same of you.”

“Because I love you, Link!”

My eyes widened. I looked up at her, desperately clinging to the possibility that this was some kind of joke. “What...?”

“I love you.”

So I had heard her correctly. “No...” I muttered, gently shaking my head. “N-no, take it back.” My fingers clamped around her arm. “Please...”

“But it’s true,” she cried, voice breaking. “I think about you every moment I live and breathe, and I can’t bare the thought of losing you.” Her tone made it clear that this was no joke. “I would rather die.”

I’d thought I had felt the most pain I ever would’ve felt when I’d thrown myself into the spring moments ago. But the crushing anguish brought on by those words was so unfathomable that I never could’ve imagined it until now.

“Link...” She cupped my cheeks in her delicate palms. The way she looked at me, eyes glistening behind a watery film and voice barely above a whisper, was just another twist of the knife. “Why won’t you say anything?”

I choked, giving way to an unstoppable wave of tears and hysterical sobbing. “Because,” I whimpered pathetically, “I don’t deserve...‘love.’” I was crying into my hands as she lay across my bare front, shaking almost imperceptibly. “H-how could—how could someone such as I ever love you back...?”

As she began weeping freely into my shoulder, I felt another even greater surge of tears swell up and out of me. All I ever did was hurt her. It was made worse when I thought about how, even if I hadn’t been born the demon that I was, I still wouldn’t have had the chance to be with her. In the end, Lord Ganon would kill us all either way. Why had I even been created in the first place? What was the point in letting me learn what happiness was before forcefully tearing it out of my grasp?

I clutched onto her with all my might for no reason other than that she was there. She held me tighter.

[cheemken]

To add more lore to the Rebellion AU (ig we’re calling it that?) and to just talk about the Battle Bond Ability, what if Iris died in that AU because she and Haxorus couldn’t unlock the ability

Like we couldn’t decide on what caused the AU to split, so why not have it as that? Imagine just, Iris survived and got away from Team Plasmas capture because that was the moment Haxorus and Iris became one and used the Bond Phenomenon for the very first time. Overpowering all the Team Plasma Members and escaping with their lives

But in the Rebellion AU, Iris and Haxorus just, never clicked like they were supposed to. So they got defeated and captured, and no matter how much Iris cried for Haxorus to get up or for any of her Pokémon to continue fighting, she was eventually restrained and taken to the Castle. And we know what happens from here

Ough just imagine in the future, when all the commotion dies down and they’re trying to figure out how to send Iris back to her own Universe, she tries to start a conversation with Bianca; asking her if she still studies the Bond Phenomenon or if she’s to busy to do that now. But you know, Bianca is just real fucking confused about what Iris is talking about. Because she’s never heard or seen anything like that

Your honour that got me feeling like

OUGHFHFJCBCNXHXKD PLS THATS SO FUCKED UP😭😭😭

Wait cause cjdnndndb imagine yeah like you said they're now trying to figure out how to get this Iris back to her own universe, and even Iris is like, updating the other Champions too, so all of them can go home together. But like chdmdb your honour pls Iris and Bianca w each other talking and it got to the point Iris asks her abt her studies and Bianca, for once getting some sort of closure at the normalcy of their conversation, shared her studies with her, "I've been researching more about the origins of pokemon, just like Professor Juniper," she said, tho there's doubt in her eyes, "I hope she's proud at the progress I'm making.."

Ough your honour pls smth soft, Iris taking Bianca's hand and going "I'm sure she's proud of you!" Then ofc, smth in her clicked, thinking abt what Bianca said, then she asks, "but.. you study origins now? I thought you'd be studying about the Bond Phenomena here too."

But then Bianca gives a look, both confused and intrigued, "the.. Bond Phenomena? What's that?"

"huh.. you don't know..?"

"no.. I've never heard anything about that, does a thing like that even exist?"

And Iris ends up explaining to her what it is, how the deep bond she has with Haxorus made him surpass evolution, something akin to Mega Evolution, Bianca had noted, but Iris said it's also a bit different than that. Then she demonstrated y'know, calling out Haxorus, the two reaching out to activate the Bond Phenomena, and Haxorus' appearance changed, how he now has similar features to Iris. And ough. OUGH CBDMBDMD your honour fucking imagine chdnxn

Imagine Bianca staring at them in awe, then there's this sudden flash, sudden shift of scenery, in a better timeline, in a better universe, she's there watching Iris train with Hilbert, Hilbert's Emboar also looked different, also having similar features like its trainer; they were laughing, having fun as they trained, and then her visions blurred, she blinked, and when she looked up again, Iris is there looking at her worried, wiping away her tears, and god Bianca just broke man; Iris was so soft, and so gentle, and so caring and this is what could've been if her— their Iris was still around but she's not anymore.

So Bianca's there trying to wipe her own tears, trying to stop herself from crying, trying to tell Iris that she's okay, she's fine, she... She wrapped her arms around Iris, sobbing on her chest, pulling her impossibly closer, afraid she's going to disappear again. And oughfhf your honour pls, Iris trying to comfort Bianca, but hcndbd Bianca just whispering through her sobs, "please don't go.. don't leave me again.." and it broke Iris too your honour pls nsbdnd