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[laviefantasie]

Video 4

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The sun is setting over the jujutsu high compound, casting warm hues across the courtyard. Inside one of the quieter rooms, Y/N is setting up a small easel, your canvas ready for the first stroke. Brushes, tubes of paint, and a small ceramic bowl of water are neatly arranged beside you. Suguru is already there, sleeves rolled up, looking as if he’s about to become the next world renowned artist. His hair is a little more disheveled than usual, but the slight smirk on his face tells you he is comfortable.

“Alright, the camera is on and focused and I’m setting up my canvas for real this time. You sure you want to join me, Suguru? You’re not really the type to sit still for long”

Suguru chuckles softly, picking up a brush and dipping it into a warm shade of blue.

“It’s called expanding my horizons, Y/N. Plus, I thought you could use a little company”

You nod, smiling as you adjust your canvas, although a teasing twink appears in your bright E/C eyes.

“If we’re doing this, though, don’t turn it into a competition” you remind him, “No ‘who can paint better’ nonsense”

Suguru gives you a lazy, amused grim, clearly enjoying the thought of teasing you while painting.

“No promises” he smirks “But I’ll try my best to make something that doesn’t end in chaos”

Both of you dip your brushes into your chosen colors and start painting. But just as the two of you start getting into the flow of it—Suguru’s brush strokes deliberate and calm, yours more spontaneous and bright—a loud crash interrupts the settled peace.

The door flies open and Gojo Satoru enters with an exaggerated flourish, sunglasses on, and a pout plastered on his face.

“Hey, hey! What is this? You two started a painting party without me!” He whines, “I thought we were friends, Y/N!”

Suguru raises an eyebrow as Satoru dramatically collapses on the floor, looking up to the ceiling with a hand over his heart.

“Did you just… fall in through the door for dramatic effect?” Suguru asks.

Satoru grins widely, “I’m just adding some flair, Suguru. How else do you think I should enter? Also, where’s my invite? I thought we were the three musketeers”

You stifled a laugh, trying to focus on your work, but the camera didn’t forget to capture the small smile tugging at your lips.

“Sorry not sorry, Satoru” you say, “Didn’t think you were the type to sit still and paint. I figured you’d be too busy doing something… important, like annoying people or emptying another dessert shop”

Satoru sats up immediately, and dramatically, throwing his arms out as if wounded.

“Ouch! Is that how you see me? That hurts. I’m offended! I’m a man of taste and class, I’d totally be amazing at painting”

Suguru shakes his head with an amused smile, muttering knowingly to himself as he mixes some paint.

“You wouldn’t last five minutes without making a mess”

Satoru ignores him, “You know, I’m actually artistic. I’m like… a modern-day Picasso. Or Van Gogh—except I have my ears intact”

You turn to glance a him, skepticism on your face.

“Sure. And you’ve definitely read all kinds of art history books, right?”

Satoru winks at her playfully, “Well, I don’t read, but I’m sure I could paint circles around both of you”

Suguru rolls his eyes but, apparently done with Satoru’s antics, offers him a brush.

“Fine. If you’re so confident, you can join us” he relents, “But I’m warning you, we’re professionals here”

The three of them get to work, and immediately, Satoru begins to disrupt everything. You are trying to focus on a landscape with some subtle blending, while Suguru’s painting a more intricate figure. Meanwhile, Satoru is working on his own ‘masterpiece’, which mostly involves scribbling random, chaotic shapes with his brush, his colors clashing wildly with everyone else’s.

Satoru holds up his canvas proudly, “Look, I’m totally channeling my inner abstract genius! It’s a representation of freedom, of rebellion! What do you think?”

You stares at the chaotic mess in front of you, the blue and red clashing violently. You snort, holding back a laugh.

“You’re an actual disaster. It looks like a toddler dipped a paintbrush in a jar of chaos and went wild”

“It’s art” he states, grinning widely.

Suguru chuckles, setting his brush down for a second as he glances over.

“It’s definitely something. Not sure if it’s art, though”

Satoru sticks his tongue out at him before turning back to you, his expression suddenly shifting to something more playful. He walks over to your easel, leaning casually over your shoulder, his face close enough that you can feel the heat of his body.

“But, you know, you’re missing one thing in your painting, Y/N”

You raise an eyebrow, not sure whether you should be annoyed or entertained.

“Oh? And what’s that?”

Satoru leans in just a little closer, his voice lowering to a teasing tone.

“A little bit of me. A masterpiece can’t be complete without a dash of perfection”

You roll your eyes, but your cheeks turn a light pink against your better judgement. You can never tell if he’s being serious or just trying to get under your skin.

You grab a paintbrush, quickly flicking a spot of green paint onto Satoru’s shirt.

“There. Now it’s perfect” you smirk.

Satoru stares at the green stain, his mouth falling open in mock horror.

“You’ve ruined me. Ruined my shirt. My image. I’m a tragic artist now”

Suguru laughs from his corner of the room, shaking his head at the two of you.

“You both are insufferable. Seriously, how do you guys even manage to get anything done together?” Suguru asks.

You let out a laugh, “It’s called balance, Suguru. I paint, and Satoru provides chaos”

Satoru dramatically flops onto the floor again, spreading his arms out as if he’s defeated.

“You know, this could’ve been a perfect group activity if it weren’t for you two conspiring against my genius”

Suguru raises a brow, amused, “You are a genius—just not in the way you think you are”

After a few more hours of chaotic painting, in which a lot of paint ended up in both Satoru’s and your clothes, the three of you step back and admire each of your works.

Satoru’s piece now has a mix of random scribbles and strange shapes, while Suguru’s work is meticulously detailed, with deep serene colored forming a landscape. Yours is a bright piece, a playful interpretation of the sky, with clouds hues of purple and pink—vibrant and dreamy.

You stare at the painting for a few minutes before turning to look at yourself… covered in paint. You frown.

“Well… this was a disaster” a smile tugs at your lips, “Although, I kinda fun one”

Satoru grins, throwing a playful wink your way.

“What can I say? I bring the fun wherever I go” he brags.

Suguru shakes his head but smiles quiestly, glancing at both of them with something akin to fondness in his eyes.

“Somehow we made it out. It was fun, though I kinda wished Shoko had been here” he sighs, “Would’ve helped me deal with you two”

You send him an offended look while Satoru simply grins widely. Suddenly, Satoru pulls out his phone, snapping a picture of the three pieces.

“Perfect!” He smiles, “This is going straight into my ‘masterpieces’ collection”

“It’s not masterpieces if it’s just an album of your selfies” you remind him, amused.

“Masterpieces, Y/N, masterpieces”

Holding back a laugh, you move to grab the videocamera recording the whole process, closing it so the screen goes black.

The recording ending.

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[theslut4smut]

𝗺𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗿𝘁 | 𝗵𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗷𝗶𝗻

𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗴𝗼𝗿𝘆: fluff & smut

𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻: hyunjin uses his wonderful artistic skills to make his sweet y/n realize how beautiful her body is when she becomes ridden with insecurity

𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 4.5k

𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗲𝘀: afab reader, curvy/heavier/plus sized reader, insecure reader, sub!reader, i don’t even wanna say softdom!hyunjin… he’s just the sweetest and mushiest little gumdrop that is trying to make you smile and cum simultaneously, terms of endearment, lots of “i love you” ’s, some tears, kissing, oral (f receiving), fingering, sweet ol’ missionary 🥹, USES YOU LIKE A CANVAS!!!

𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀: this was requested!! to the sweet little baby anony that requested this, i hope you don’t mind that i added more of an overall body insecurity. of course i will still mention hyunjin loving that big ol’ booty like you asked, but i felt the story would be too short with just that.

i’m a chubby fat girl myself, so this should be ✨ healing ✨

also!

my second hyunjin story! and it’s another insecurity reassurance one 🥺🤧

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you peek into the somewhat messy room. canvases of different sizes leaned against the walls, used paintbrushes in tubs of water, tubes and buckets of paints scattered along the floor.

hyunjin’s safe space.

the room he’d go to when he felt overwhelmed or stressed, excited, inspired.

you look over to him sitting in his chair in front of a large canvas, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he twists and twirls the brush in between his fingertips.

he was so handsome like this.

you make your way over to him and hold up the bowl of fruit you had prepared for him in his line of sight.

he snaps out of his focused state. “ah.” he says, smiling excitedly before putting the brush down.

he places an orange slice into his mouth, closing his eyes and letting out a hum of approval. “fruit is always so much better when you give it to me.”

you laugh softly. “all i do is cut it.”

“mm, well you’re a great cutter.”

you give him a playful eyeroll before turning to look at the progress of his creation that only had a few strokes near the bottom.

“what is it gonna be?” you ask, tilting your head to the side.

he takes the bowl from your hands and sets it on the desk in front of him. “a surprise for you.”

you look at him with wide and sparkling eyes. “for me?”

“don’t act like i haven’t made you hundreds of them already.” he says, laughing softly as he wiped his brush on a stained cloth.

“i know.” you start, turning back to the painting. “but it makes me feel so special every time.”

he places a hand on your bottom, rubbing his palm on it in circles. “you are special.”

you feel your body stiffen as he continues to touch you. as much as you loved hyunjin’s affection, you had been struggling with insecurity for the past couple of weeks and it was causing you to not want to be felt or even perceived by him.

of course he had respected the lack of intimacy the two of you had shared in recent time, not questioning the excuses you had when you stopped moments that were becoming intense.

it made you feel miserable. not allowing yourself to kiss, caress or savor hyunjin the way you so desperately craved.

hiding yourself behind baggy clothing of either yours or his just to not be seen. eating only enough to survive instead of what was satisfying.

you knew that you didn’t have to hide yourself away like this. being a larger girl was something you were always self conscious about.

and despite those insecurities, hyunjin did nothing but show love and admiration for them.

you were one thousand percent certain that you were loved and that he would never see you the way you see yourself, but it was just too hard to fully accept.

you reach around to his hand that was still playing with your bottom and interlock your fingers with his, pulling it up to kiss his knuckles.

he closes his eyes and smiles at you.

“i’m only allowing you in here because you can’t tell what it is yet.” he says.

you giggle.

he grabs you by the waist and turns you around to look at him.

he pats his thigh as he looks up at you. “c’mere, baby.” he says softly.

“no, it’s okay.” you say, rubbing your lips together as you try to keep your composure.

he shakes his head as he furrows his brows. “you love to sit on my lap while i paint.”

you begin to pick and pull at your fingers as you think of excuses.

“i can’t watch you, it’s a surprise.” you stammer.

he sighs with a laugh as he shakes his head again, grabbing your hand. “i’m just placing the base color today. you won’t be able to tell.”

he begins to pull you into him, puckering his lips to kiss you.

“i-i don’t even wanna see that.” you dig your heels into the groan.

“angel, it’s fine.” he says, using more of his strength to bring you closer.

“hyunjin, please!”

he immediately stops, giving you a concerned look.

“i’m not sitting on you, hyunjin. i cannot sit on you.” you exhale deeply as you place your hair behind your ears and cross your arms over your chest.

he lets go of you, placing both hands on his knees. “you don’t want to or you can’t?”

you close your eyes as you let out a shaky breath. “i… can’t.”

he leans closer, poking his cheek with his tongue. “and why can’t you?”

“i’m… ”

“you’ll hurt me because you’re too heavy?”

you bite the inside of your cheek.

he sighs as he rubs his temples and closes his eyes. “god, y/n.”

he shakes his head as he looks around the room.

“what have i told you? what have i done to ever make you feel like you’re not able to relax and accept yourself?”

“it’s not anything you did, hyunjin.” you say softly.

he stands up and pulls you into him, caressing your hair as you lay against his chest. “i wish you could see yourself the way i do.”

you move your head, your chin pressing into him as you look up into his eyes.

“i think you’re so perfect. inside and out.”

you smile sweetly as he continues.

“everything about you, i adore. your smile, your laugh, your voice, the way you hold me.” he kisses your forehead softly. “i don’t care what you think, your body is gorgeous. desirable. it’s beautiful because it belongs to you. and anything that has to do with you is everything i’ll ever want.”

you close your eyes as you shake your head slightly.

“yes.” he says, holding your face with his hands. “you don’t have to believe me for it to be true.”

“i know you mean it, but it’s been so hard.” your voice cracks slightly.

“baby.” he wraps his arms tighter around you as he places kisses into your hair.

you squeeze onto him desperately, feeling as if you hadn't experienced the sensation of his body on yours in ages.

all of the horrible and intrusive thoughts that had been clouding your mind for the last several days were finally silent as he held you in his embrace.

there was no need to ever feel insecure with a lover like hyunjin, but it was so difficult sometimes. it was clear he meant all of the praises he gave you. whether it be for your looks or what made you you. quirks, traits, habits.

you felt guilty for it not even being that serious. you were confident in who you were. you were never one to make jabs at yourself or feel incompetent. you gave yourself grace for making mistakes and congratulated yourself when you accomplished a task.

it was purely physical. you hated the way you looked.

life would just be so much easier in a smaller body.

and you knew how much that upset hyunjin too. he always talked about how cheap it was to value or prioritize appearance over well being and personality.

looks alter and change as time goes on, and it's such a waste of time to spend the years of your life that are filled with the most freedom and opportunity worried about whether or not people find you attractive.

you knew it wasn't important, but there was also a part of your mind that couldn't accept that it was okay to not stress about what size you were or the number on the scale.

you were always so close, yet so far.

the hardest part had to be the lack of intimacy. you wanted to throw all of your cares away and just let hyunjin have you the way he wanted, but something always held you back.

you missed his touch, the way he smelled, the feeling of the two of you becoming one.

you couldn't bare to go a second longer without him.

"hyunjin." you huff breathlessly as you dig your nails into the grey sweatshirt he was wearing.

he pulls away and looks down into your pleading eyes staring back up at him.

he places your hair behind your ears before pulling you in with his hand placed on the back of your head, ghosting his lips over yours. "can i take care of you, baby? i just want to make you feel better."

you let out a soft whine as you nod slightly.

he grabs your hand and pulls you beside him as he clears the tools and brushes from his desk.

he turns back to you and places his hands on either side of you, causing you to hold your breathe.

he notices, letting out a small sigh. "i can lift you, angel. you don't need to be scared."

you release a shaky breath as you looked down at your feet.

he redirects your gaze back onto him, cocking an eyebrow. "may i please?"

you fold your lips in before exhaling through your nose and nodding.

he smiles happily, lifting you up from the floor. you can feel your heart rate quicken as you watch his toned arms flex. it had been too long without him.

he places you onto the now clear surface, running a hand down your clothed body.

even with the barrier between the two of you, you could feel the jolts of electricity run through you.

you let out a soft moan.

he chuckles softly, pecking your lips. "can i take off a few layers, princess?"

you squeeze your eyes shut tightly as you nod.

"awe." he laughs an empathetic laugh as he caresses the side of your face. "it"s been so long, hasn't it, baby?"

"yes." you whine.

he begins to undress you, maintaining eye contact as he does.

"is this why you've been avoiding our special time?" he asks, rubbing his hand over your soft skin.

you nod as you pout.

"oh, baby." he coos. "i'm so sorry i didn't bring it up. i just assumed you wanted your space."

he stops inches away from your lips. you feel his breath fan against your face. "let me make it up to you."

before you can respond, his lips are on yours.

you sigh into the kiss as he gently pushes you to lay on your back.

the cool surface against your bare skin makes you hiss slightly, but you’re too distracted to pay that much attention to it.

he remains standing as he continues to make out with your soft and lust swollen lips.

“i missed you, my baby.” he says in between the smacking of your two mouths.

you let out a soft whine. “missed you.”

he giggles that cute giggle of his at how worked up you are just over kissing. it's been some time since the two of you had shared a moment like this.

he pulls away to admire you. the way your soft and supple skin glowed under the gentle morning sun that spilled in through the open window. stray pieces of hair that framed your red and pleasure covered face beautifully.

"hyunjin." you say, soft and needy. "i don't want all of the build up right now. i need you so bad."

he laughs through his nose before leaning in to place a kiss on your forehead. "i never want to deprive you, angel. just let me savor and take my time with you the way you deserve."

you let out a whine as you close your eyes and squeeze your thighs shut.

"you're just so... breathtaking." he says.

you keep your eyes shut as he continues on, trying to calm down as you feel yourself become more and more aroused.

"all of the art i’ve seen in my life, whether it be mine or someone else's. it could never, ever compare to you, my love."

"hyunjin-"

"ah." he stops you with a finger against your lips. "i wont argue with you. you cannot change the way i feel."

you can hear him shuffle through something on his desk before he begins to speak again.

"i've tried to encapsulate your beauty so many times before, but it simply cannot be replicated. no one could create your perfection on a canvas."

he's silent for a few moments before you feel cold paint touch the surface of your skin.

you gasp sharply as your eyes snap open.

"shh." he coos, using your chin to pull you in for a kiss. "i can't show how beautiful you are through a painting, so let me try it this way instead."

he leans down to kiss your exposed tummy, causing you to slightly push his head away.

his big brown eyes look up into yours.

“y/n, let me be creative with your body. have you see it the way i do. there’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

he uses the pads of his fingers to gently outline the shape of your curves with the light pink shade, his eyes sparkling with love and admiration as he did.

“look at how beautiful this is, my love. the way you were created.”

you glance down yourself. even though it was nothing but simple tracing, he always managed to make things look so good. whether it was a sneaky doodle of you on a coffee shop napkin or a quick sketch of the sunset on the horizon, it was never sloppy.

“i love how full and soft you are, baby.” he starts, moving his fingers up to one of your nipples and swirling the paint, causing you to slightly twitch and sigh. “sensitive, too.”

he gently places his hands on both of your knees before spreading your legs and slightly lifting them to your chest.

you make an uncomfortable noise before turning your head away.

“what is it, my love?”

“i don’t like that.” you say softly with a slight crack in your voice.

“don’t like what?” he leans into you as he places a strand of hair behind your ear, observing your upset expression.

“the way my stomach does that.”

he furrows his brows before pulling away and looking down at your tummy. he places his hand on it before looking back up to you.

“the way it doubles into rolls, i- i hate that.”

“my tummy would do this too if i were in the same position as you.”

“hyunjin, that’s not the same. yours is not nearly as big as mine.”

he blinks at you without saying a word before dipping into more paint, swirling colors near your lower tummy and thighs.

you whine again.

“your skin being able to stretch and move to accommodate your needs is a blessing, angel. not something to feel distain towards.”

he begins to trace tulips and dandelions on your left thigh while gently kneading your right.

you huff and sigh as he does, not being able to handle his close proximity to your most aching part.

“i love the way your tummy folds like that.” he says, looking up from his doodles on your skin, cocking a single brow. “it reminds me of how good and spread i have you for me.”

your chest begins to rise up and down quickly at his words, causing you to grab onto his arm in desperation of some sort of stimulation.

he smirks proudly to himself, knowing the effect he has on you. “and these thighs.” he leans down to gently peck the soft and plush skin, making sure not to smudge the fresh designs. “thick and enticing. the way they force me in between them once you can’t take anymore.”

you gasp as you begin to squirm.

“yeah, pretty girl? you love suffocating me with these when i’m making you shake and cry, don’t you? the way i dig my fingers into them as you press into me harder and harder? completely disregarding my oxygen intake as i devour you. feeling you just let go. twitching and spasming all over my tongue. you love that, huh, my angel?”

“h-hyunjin.”

“shh.” he coos, leaning down and brushing his lips delicately against yours. “you have to stay calm for me, baby. we haven’t even started yet.”

he pulls away from you before resuming his previous actions.

“you just get so excited, huh?“ he begins to trace his fingers closer and closer to your heat, but never to the exact spot you needed him.

you nod quickly, letting out a huff.

“but so patient, too.”

you open your mouth to plead, only to be cut off by the feeling of his breath ghosting over your swollen bud.

he looks up from your slick and eager heat with a deep desire in his eyes, his pupils slightly blown out.

“why don’t you do that thing that i love so much, hmm? just crush me in between them. show me how you’re able to let go for me.”

you gasp as you feel yourself beginning to pulse and contract on nothing.

“can you do that for me, pretty baby?”

“y-yes.” you whine breathlessly.

without another word, his lips connect themselves onto your sensitive clit, causing you to squeal as lapped up the juices you were already starting to secrete.

his fingers quickly find their way inside of you.

you let out a short and quick squeak as he pumps them in and out of you rapidly.

“oh-“ you grab onto his wrist, the sensation already being too much.

“pretty girl.” he says breathlessly against your skin as he continues to split you open on the two digits while simultaneously sucking onto your mound. “taking my fingers so well.”

you clench around him as you begin to feel the knot in your lower tummy form.

god, it’s really been far too long.

he can feel how close you’re becoming as his eyes pierce into yours.

he quickens the pace.

small trickles of your arousal begin to fly and shoot out of you before you’re full on squirting into his large hand.

“that’s it, baby. mix those colors for me.”

your hand quickly covers your face as it burns red, feeling humiliated at just how fast you came undone.

and just as he wished, your thighs slam into either side of his head with a thud, causing a muffled moan of his to vibrate throughout your core.

cries and moans of his name fall past your lips as he helps you through your intense orgasm, rubbing your thigh reassuringly as he did.

your legs twitch and shake as he continues.

a warm and soft kiss from his full and pouty lips grounds you a bit as your climax reaches its end.

you didn’t even realize he was no longer buried face first into your needy cunt.

you let out an exhausted sigh.

he disconnects from the kiss and pulls his dripping fingers out of you before rubbing the mess you made for him all over your body, swirling the lilac and mint green paint from the lower half of you in a beautiful way.

you look up to the ceiling while you regulate your rapid breathing as he begins to open another can of paint.

he whistles a tune to himself as he dips into the pale yellow, allowing you the time to become fully present for him again.

your head feels fuzzy and filled with love as it all sets in for you.

it’s been so long without hyunjin and the pleasure he’s able to bring you.

he was always so patient and delicate with you. like you were his little flower to nurture and protect.

you feel tears already beginning to prickle at your lash line.

he walks over to you with a sweet smile as he continued to stir the fresh paint with his finger.

“you back, baby?” he asks sweetly, his voice filled with tenderness and warmth.

you hum in response, still not being able to form words yet.

he sets the paint down and leans in to peck your forehead.

you grab onto his sweatshirt, letting out a whine.

he chuckles under his breath before softly caressing the outer part of your ear with his thumb. “you want me to take it off?”

“mhm.” you tug at his collar as you try to pull yourself closer to him.

he obliges, pulling the puffy top over his head and leaning back into you.

you take your turn to show hyunjin how you feel through art, dipping into the paint and tracing small hearts along his abdomen.

he smiles at you endearingly as he hums happily, rubbing his knuckles along the sides of your waist and hips.

he re-coats the now dry paint, using his long and slender fingers to stain the surface of your skin, twisting left, right, up and down to make different shapes and patterns.

“this color reminds me of the light you bring into my life. like my eternal sunshine even on the cloudiest of days.”

you bite your lip, once again feeling the overwhelming bubble of emotions trying to fight their way out.

his praise was never anything surface level and simple such as: “you’re beautiful” or “you make me happy.” it was always so much deeper and more passionate.

“when i see you, it’s like there’s no such thing as pain or heartache. nothing could ever phase me with you in my presence.” he says, taking his non-paint covered hand to stroke your cheek softly.

you sniffle a little as you place both hands on either side of his face and pull him in, noses touching.

“you know that, don’t you? how much you mean to me?” he asks.

you bite your lip as you try to suppress an upcoming cry, nodding your head. “yes.”

he places his hands on both of your hips before turning your body to face him as he stood before you.

“don’t ever think you have to deprive yourself from me. i will always be here to reassure you. in any way, my love. with my words, paintings, my tongue, fingers.”

you shiver as he whispers against your neck.

you pull him into a kiss by his hair.

“love you, hyunjin.” you stop to let out a soft and needy moan as he nibbles at your jawline. “i love you so much.”

he lifts his hips up before finally entering you, causing you to throw your head back as you let out a long and high pitched moan, your fingers turning white as you grab onto his torso.

“look at me, baby.” he says softly, pulling your head back up.

he exhales deeply before pressing his forehead onto yours, pounding into you harder and filling the room with the sound of your two bodies becoming one.

“take me, take me, take me.” he says, breathing heavily as he devoured you with his eyes.

“oh- oh my god.” you dig your nails into the flesh of his back desperately, wishing you could be even closer to him than you are right now.

“mhm.” he groans, grabbing onto your face as he kisses you, smearing paint onto your skin.

“you’re so beautiful, angel. so perfect. you were created so divinely and with such grace. i’ll never stop thanking every star that you’re mine. all mine, my baby.”

you begin to flutter and pulse around him, gasping as you arch your back. “hyunjin!” you whine.

“give it to me, baby. you’re so gorgeous when you come undone for me.” his voice becomes more desperate and filled with whimpers as his thrusts begin to falter and lose precision.

the two of you hold onto each others faces as you both unravel onto and into one another, moaning loudly as you reach your peaks together.

“ah! i love you, i love you, i love you.” he says through gritted teeth, fingers bruising your skin as he fucks in and out of you.

you stop fighting back the tears that so desperately want to escape and allow yourself to cry softly as you lay your head against his shoulder, slightly twitching as the waves of pleasure crash over you.

he exhales deeply once he’s finished, lifting your head up to meet his gaze as he smiles at you.

your face is pink and stained with a few blots of mascara, hair slightly untamed. but to hyunjin, it was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen.

“you did such a good job, angel.” he says, caressing your cheek tenderly, wiping your tears with the pad of his thumb.

you smile as you bat your sleepy lashes up at him.

he changes both of your positions, switching the two of you to lay on your sides as you spoon each other.

“thank you.” you say softly to him.

he runs a finger from your forehead, to your nose, over your lips, down to your chin before tilting his head to the side. “you don’t need to thank me, baby. i’ll always be here to help you see the beauty in you that i do. i promise.”

your face turns a light shade of pink as you look down. he lifts it back up, smiling that precious squinty smile of his before kissing your lips soft and delicately.

“let’s just stay like this for a little while.” he says, closing his eyes as he rests his chin on top of your head, pulling you in closer.

“hyunjin, i’m not napping on your art desk.” you say, pushing yourself away from him and giving him a sassy look.

he groans dramatically, throwing his head back. “i had a feeling you wouldn’t.”

you giggle softly as you get up from the desk, looking down at your bottom with a sigh. “ugh, it’s so big, hyunjin.” you say, shaking your head.

“hmm. let me see, baby.” he says, giving you a concentrated and serious expression as you turn around for him.

he doesn’t say anything for a few seconds, causing you to look back at him. “what is the point of- ow!”

you spin around, rubbing the cheek of yours that was stinging with burn of his slap. you feel something wet on your hand, realizing that it was paint.

you gasp. “did you just put paint on my butt?!” you try to hold back your laughter, wanting to seem upset with him.

“that’s what you get for speaking poorly about your body.” he says, wiping his paint covered hand.

you cross your arms and pout up at him, causing him to sigh and pull you in for a hug.

“i’m sorry, baby. i’m just teasing. but i meant what i said.” he says, poking your side slightly. “no more negative comments, alright?”

you sigh. “okay. ow!” you push yourself off of him and smack his chest at yet another swat against your bottom.

“and that one was for me. i just can’t get enough of this thing right here.” he says, squeezing into your butt roughly with his hands.

you shake your head, turning to walk out of the room, hyunjin quickly following behind.

“that handprint on your ass is amazing, angel. i should take a picture of it with my camera.”

“will you shut up?” you snap, scoffing as you fight back a smile.

“or better yet, i’ll use it as inspo for my next piece!”

“shut up!”

[neonponders]

Part 15 for @wrecked-fuse ‘s pocketverse 🍝

Part 14 & art 💨

(Part 9′s art ) ( pt. 7′s art )

~ on ao3 ~

• • •

Billy watched with dubious eyes as Steve dumped the white queso into the pot. When Steve reached for the salsa jar, he outright grabbed Steve’s elbow. “Absolutely not.”

“It’s the same thing.”

“Like hell it is.”

“Tomatoes? Onions? Peppers? Same stuff that goes into a spaghetti sauce. I’m not adding a lot. This is just for spice. It’s like mixing an alfredo and a tomato sauce together to make a blush. It works, I promise.”

He lifted his elbow out of Billy’s hand, at the consequence of a skeptical grimace. Steve dropped a spoonful of salsa into the pot, and ladled some pasta water over all of it to help it melt and mix. Billy tore his eyes off of Steve’s mad science into order to watch little Steve dancing next to the salt jar, on which small Billy sat kicking his feet and eating a cheerio dipped in yogurt.

“Noodwe time. Noodwe time. Gonna eat some noodwes. Purpwe beans. Purpwe beans. Good for Biwwy’s tummy pwease.”

Despite his best effort, Billy huffed a laugh and rubbed one of his eyes. As the minutes crawled by, he slowly leaned further and further into Steve’s space to see into the pot. Admittedly, it looked like a creamy pasta sauce...plus the addition of black beans and fresh tomatoes. “Where’s the meat?”

“I haven’t been to the store in a few days,” Steve said as answer.

Billy sighed as the colander of pasta got dumped into the pot. “I’ll get groceries tomorrow. Maybe a better pantry will spawn better recipes.”

Steve stabbed a fork into the pot and held it up like an offering and threat simultaneously. “That’s a lot of talk for not knowing what you’re talking about.”

Never one to refuse a challenge, Billy took the fork and popped the egg noodles into his...mouth...

Steve watched him out of the corner of his eye with a smirk tilting his lips. He left Billy to his thoughts as he set a noodle on a dish with a couple of beans and tomato chunks for small Billy and Steve to start feasting.

With the little ones satisfied, he pulled some bowls from the cabinet and rallied Robin and Max before leaning back against the island counter. “Do I get to be told that I was right?”

Billy gestured with the fork as he declared, “No. There’s nothing right about this.”

“Uh huh. Why are you reaching for a bowl?”

“There’s a lot of shit in this world that isn’t right, but here we are.”

Steve snickered and filled his bowl last. By this time, the littles had finished their noodle, so Steve got them a wet cloth to wash their hands and opened a tube of antiseptic gel from the drawer of miscellaneous things. “Come ‘ere, lil man. Let me see your hand.”

Little Steve held up the hand that had touched glue. It looked more or less fine, if a little pinker than his other palm. Steve rubbed the thick gel on the pad of his finger and offered it out. The thin layer was enough to transfer an adequate amount to the tiny hand. “Let that sink into your skin, okay?”

“Wike wotion?”

“Yep, just like lotion.”

“Mmkay. Thank you, Stevie. Big Biwwy?”

He looked up with cheeks guiltily full of pasta. “Hm?”

“Can I west in your pocket? I’m sweepy and you’rwe warm.”

He swallowed thickly and held out his hand. Once slotted into Billy’s breast pocket, Steve stood up and called, “Biwwy? Are you okay?”

Little Billy yawned and rubbed his eyes. “I’m sweepy too.”

Big Steve offered his hand and the little one stepped onto it. He reached for their bedroom as he asked, “Do you want to sleep with a view?”

“No. The sky’s wonely without Stevie to see it with me. Pocket?”

“Sure.” And Billy gratefully nestled inside Steve’s shirt pocket.

They still ate outside, though, since it was a refreshing night and the cooler air would help the littles from getting too stuffy in the pockets. Billy peered at Steve when he took the lounge chair next to him. At the look on his face, Steve explained, “Listen, mini me might like sleeping in your boob, but if he wakes up and mini you isn’t nearby, my ear drums will never recover.”

Billy’s chuckle came from deep in his chest, causing Steve’s eyes to soften as he tried to focus on his dinner. “Are you really making a grocery run or was that just hot air?”

Billy swallowed and confirmed, “I get paid after my shift. This time tomorrow, I’ll be wandering the aisles anyway. It’s never a dull evening at the store.”

“The scaries come out at night.”

Robin warned, “Outcasts usually have a valid reason for keeping to themselves during the day.”

Billy sassed, “How tolerant, Buckley.”

She smiled. “So you’re one of them? That’s nice.”

Max barely contained her mirth at the sight of her brother’s annoyed face. He soon deflected, “Sometimes it’s a party in there. Like everyone in town finished their shifts at the same time. Usually it’s peaceful.”

Robin suggested, “The little guys might like to go with you. Or Steve could meet you there with them. They’re gonna get bored eventually, only seeing the house and video store all the time.”

Steve agreed, with the caveat, “Either you or Max needs to teach them how to ride those toy bikes. We gotta tucker ‘em out before adventures.”

“Why not the skateboard?” Max asked.

It was Billy who responded, “Let’s give him an easy day after a hard one.”

She blinked softly, seeming to think over that before she nodded and kept eating. Robin, meanwhile, announced, “We could have our first conversation without the little monsters. So, Hargrove: top three movies. Go.”

“Aliens, Rocky, and...maybe Animal House or The Birds.”

“The Birds?” Steve wondered aloud. “That’s different.”

“My mom liked Hitchcock, theater, and Marilyn Monroe. Don’t ask me about Gentlemen Prefer Blondes.”

Steve grinned around chewing while Robin admitted, “I expected you to say Jaws.”

He shook his head and his tone had gravel in it. “Surfers know more about sharks than anyone who watches that shit movie.”

Robin turned to Max to answer her own favorite movies. “Probably...Aliens, Halloween, and Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.”

That got a snort from Billy, and her snapping, “It’s better than Animal House.”

Robin hushed, “Settle, siblings, settle. You’re dangerously close to having the same taste in movies. We could show the littles the Chocolate Factory, but we’d have to get the hell out of there before the river boat scene.”

Silence eclipsed the conversation as they each mulled over that, and the quiet snores from two pockets made them break the silence with laughter. Billy admitted, “I guess we’ve dealt with nightmares once already.”

All things considered, a bad afternoon turned into a pleasant night.

The time came for Billy and Max to leave, so they predictably dumped their dishes in the kitchen sink for someone else to clean up, and headed out. Steve and Robin looked at the stack of dishes and the latter realized Steve was staring at her. “What? Oh, just because you cooked, I have to clean?”

“Yeah. It’s called playing fair.”

She rolled her eyes but turned the faucet on. Steve reached into his pocket and carefully scooped up little Billy to tuck him into his shoebox bed...

Little Steve wasn’t in the other bed.

“Oh, shit! ”

“Steve?” Robin called, but he was already sprinting out of the house.

The Camaro rumbled in the driveway, far enough out of the Harringtons’ driveway that Billy had already reversed onto the street the car purred into a roar as he shifted gears and -

“BILLY! WAIT!”

He frowned and looked in his rearview mirror. Moving the stick into park, Billy rolled his window all the way down as Steve ran up to them. “You’re extremely lucky I didn’t have my music on. What’s the matter with you?”

Steve exhaled raggedly with his hands on the windowsill. “Me. In your pocket. Steve’s in your pocket.”

That wiped Billy’s features of any annoyance or humor at Steve’s expense. Sure enough, he pulled the hem of his pocket out, and little Steve rolled with the fabric movement. He was so deep in sleep that his jaw hung open. “This little guy is out.”

“Please give him back.”

“Well, come in here and get him.”

Just like Billy, Steve didn’t refuse a challenge. He reached right into Billy’s car and pocket, gently rubbing small Steve’s arm to warn him through the layers of sleep that change was coming. Then he carefully scooped him out, eliciting a groggy whine, but nothing else.

As Steve’s fingernails scratched the fabric of his shirt, Billy chided, “Hey, there’s a nipple under there.”

“You’re welcome,” he teased, but otherwise busied himself with securing small Steve in the cradle of his hands. “Thanks. He sorta means a lot to me. They both do.”

It was hard to say whether Billy nodded or shifted his weight, and his head simply bobbed with the movement. But he agreed, “He’s a good little guy. Even my high maintenance mini me.”

Steve smiled, “He’s all right. He’s brave, even by regular sized standards. He’s ready to fight god half the time.”

But Billy blinked softly up at him. “And the other half of the time?”

Perhaps to both of their surprise, Steve shrugged like it was no big deal. “He’s sweet. And kind of scary observant. It’s easy to forget that they’re new to the world because of how much B picks up. Oh, and I get off work at ten tomorrow, unless that’s too late for you?”

Billy sniffed and his eyes strayed back to the road. “It’s fine.”

“Will you be home already? I can pick you - ”

“Just don’t make me wait at the store,” Billy finished. A rev of the engine was the only other warning Steve got, then he stepped back, and watching the Camaro drive down the street and turn out of sight at the stop sign.

In the car, Max said bluntly, “Gross.”

“There’s nothing to discuss, Maxine. So long as you understand.”

“I understand,” she disregarded his threat. “I’m not bothered by it being Steve. It’s just gross that anyone likes you.”

“It’s not a good idea for little girls to walk home in the dark.”

“It sure isn’t,” she called his bluff, and turned the radio onto his favorite station.

[aesthetikins]

strade from boyfriend to death recipes for anon

im going to say it plainly, this one gave me more difficulty than the other anon prompts (i assume that were all sent by the same person, since they were sent within minutes of each other). part of that is due to it being a kind of vague request, but the other part is that theres not much to go on based on information from the wikia other than this guy is a sadist who makes snuff films. how do you make gore into delicious food? novelty halloween gross-out dishes came to mind immediately

raw meat rice krispies

6 cups rice krispies cereal

10 ounce bag of marshmallows or 4 cups mini marshmallows

3 tablespoons butter

red food gel

chocolate syrup (optional for color)

styrofoam meat trays and cling wrap (optional for decorating)

in a large pot, heat the butter over medium heat until fully melted. add the marshmallows and stir until they have completely melted. remove from heat and pour in the cereal, stirring until fully incorporated into the marshmallow mixture. add in red food gel and mix until fully red, adding a small amount of chocolate syrup to darken the color if you'd like. mix red food gel and chocolate syrup and drizzle onto meat tray or a regular plate. form "meat" patties once the marshmallow and cereal mixture is cool enough to handle, then plate. cling wrap if serving them to others, but feel free to skip wrapping them if you're just going to dig in for yourself

(gasp. whats this? a second recipe?)

tear n share pizza guts

500 grams white bread flour, plus more for dusting

7 gram packet of active dry yeast

2 teaspoons salt

300 milliliters warm water

2 tablespoons olive oil

2 crushed cloves of garlic

2x 400 gram cans of chopped tomatoes

1/2 teaspoon dried oregano

2 teaspoons sugar

250 grams grated mozzarella or cheddar cheese, or a mixture

pizza fillings of your choice

2 tablespoons herb garlic butter (you can mix a bit of garlic and dried herbs into softened butter if you cant find pre-mixed herb butter)

scoop the flour into a large bowl. dump the packet of yeast on one side of the bowl and the salt on the other. pour 300 ml warm water into the bowl and mix with a wooden spoon or a stand mixer's dough hook until you have a soft dough. you can add 25 ml water if it seems too dry. knead on a lightly floured surface for 10 minutes or in the stand mixer for 5 minutes until your dough is soft and stretchy. rub some olive oil to cover your dough ball, then put it in a clean bowl and drape a dish towel over the bowl. leave it in a warm place for 2 hours or in the fridge overnight

heat olive oil in a pan over medium heat and saute the garlic until aromatic. add tomatoes, oregano, and 2 teaspoons sugar. reduce heat to low-medium and simmer for 20-30 minutes until the sauce thickens. let cool until youre ready to use it, the sauce will store in the fridge for up to 3 days if in an airtight container

when you're ready to assemble, spread the sauce over a large casserole or baking dish. roll the dough out on a floured surface until you have a large rectangle 60x30 cm in size. cut it in half so you have 2 15x60 cm rectangles. pile cheese and toppings along the center of each rectangle. pinch their along the long sides of the rectangles to close the fillings inside, then squeeze along the length of each tube-roll to make sure they're sealed. arrange them over the sauce with their seams facing down, making them into roughly intestine shapes with enough space for the bread to expand as it bakes. cover and let proof at room temperature for 30 minutes, or in the fridge for 8 hours

heat the oven to 200C/400F. bake for 45 minutes until the bread is golden. brush with garlic herb butter and let rest for 10 minutes before serving

[cagemasterfantasy]

Honey Drizzled Cream Puffs

Makes about 12 cream puffs

Ingredients: Puffs: 1 Egg separated, plus 2 whole eggs, 1 Teaspoon pure vanilla extract, 1/3 Cup water, 3 Tablespoons whole milk, 5 Tablespoons unsalted butter, cut into several pieces, 1 1/2 Tablespoons sugar, 1/2 Teaspoon kosher salt, 2/3 Cup all-purpose flour, sifted

Filling: 1 1/3 Cups heavy cream, cold, 3 Tablespoons honey, 1/3 Cup creme fraiche, cold, 3/4 Teaspoon pure vanilla extract

Make the puffs: Preheat the oven to 425 with a rack in the middle of the oven. Line a large rimmed baking sheet with parchment paper or a nonstick (silicone) baking mat.

In a small bowl, beat the separated egg yolk with 1 teaspoon water and set aside. In a second small bowl, beat the separated water and set aside. In a second small bowl, beat the separated egg white with the remaining 2 whole eggs and the vanilla and set aside.

In a saucepan over medium-high heat, combine the water, milk, butter, sugar, and salt and cook, stirring, until the butter has melted and the mixture is on the verge of boiling, 3 minutes. Remove from the heat, add the flour all at once, and, with a wooden spoon, beat the mixture until a cohesive ball forms. Return the pan to medium-low heat and continue beating the dough, using a smearing motion, for 3 minutes, until the dough is very smooth and slightly drier.

Scrape the dough into a food processor and, with the feed tube open, process for 10 seconds to cool it slightly. With the motor running, slowly pour in the beaten eggs through the feed tube and process until they are absorbed, 10 seconds. Stop and scrape down the sides of the food processor bowl, then continue processing until the paste becomes thick, smooth, and sticky, 15 minutes.

Scrape the paste into a large plastic bag and, using your hands or a bench scraper, push it into 1 lower corner of the bag. Cut off 1/2 inch from the very corner of the bag and pipe the paste onto the prepared baking sheet in 2-inch mounds, leaving at least a 1/2 inch space around each one.

Dip a spoon into cold water and use the back of the spoon to even out the shape and smooth the surface of the mounds. Using a pastry brush, brush each mound with a small portion of the reserved egg yolk mixture.

Bake for 15 minutes, then adjust the oven temperature to 375 and continue baking until golden brown and firm, 8 minutes.

Remove the puffs from the oven and, with the tip of a paring knife, cut a 3/4-inch slit into the side of each puff to release steam. Turn off the oven, place the puffs on the baking sheet, return to the oven, prop the door open with a wooden spoon, and allow the puffs to dry, until the centers are barely moist and the exteriors are crisp, 40 minutes. Transfer the puffs to a wire rack to cool to room temperature.

To make the filling. With a stand mixer fitted with the whisk attachment, a handheld electric mixer, or a whisk, beat the cream until it is softly whipped, adding the honey once the cream has thickened. Add the creme fraiche and vanilla and continue to beat until the mixture holds very stiff peaks.

Just before serving, cut the puffs in half. Fill each bottom half with about 1/4 cup of the filling, position the top halves on the filling, arrange on a serving platter, drizzle with honey, and serve.

Note: To enhance the flavor and stability of the filling add creme fraiche to the whipped cream.

I'd credit the picture but the person's name is in it

Source: Heroes Feast

[upgrade-your-enclosure]

Upgrading Lab-mouse cages

This topic goes close to me bc I work in a lab and have hours every day to think about what I can do for these tiny creatures

Lab mice are kept in these cages by standard:

The minimum legal enrichment (at least in germany) is a nest, something to climb, something to chew, and a way to socialize. This cage has a hut for a nest, the top bars for climbing and the hardened pellets for chewing

In my opinion that's both unfitting and not enough. There's some very simple changes and a lot of bigger/harder changes:

Simple changes:

Using wooden or paper huts. It's commonly believed that mice can't see red, but in reality they will always choose darker colours and more natural materials as hides

lowering the light in one part of the cage, eg simple cage sleeves, lowering the general room light, shading the rack

raising the temperature. Mouse are generally kept at 21 - 24°C, but really prefer 26 - 30°C

scanning the room for ultra sounds

scattering some grains for foraging (this is also perfect for training the mice to make health checks easier)

Other still very simple changes:

adding nesting materials. Mouse prefer paper scraps, paper towels, etc, but there's also cotton squares and wood wool commercially available

adding wood for chewing. Again there's many options ranging from wooden bricks over wooden huts to whole branches

adding a running plate or wheel (I know running plates are said to cause spinal deformity, but in my experience that is a very low chance as opposed to the negative effects no movement has)

adding more bedding so digging is easier

adding tubes, boxes, swings and climbing structures

Changes that get closer to pet keeping:

add diggable bedding for builing nests and tunnels

add more huts. More! Mooore! (seriously mouse love a cluttered space and feel most comfortable walking along walls)

add a second layer (most easy part is just wedging a wooden board in there) and raising the top bars (there's raised cage tops for more height)

adding a maze/labyrinth to allow the mice to compartimentalise their cage/hide from light, sounds, movement, etc

stopping to feed ad libitum. In comercial setting, this can be done with feeding machines, privately this can be done by feeding like any other pet (adding a bowl of fresh food twice a day and removing after an hour or two)

scatter feeding instead of having the food in a rack

adding a digging box

Changes for pet keeping:

Going at least one, better two sizes up with the cages

adding toys

adding more mice to the group (in research most mice are kept in groups of 2 to 5. Mice prefer bigger groups though (plus "two" is a pair, not a group))

adding a big, big layer of bedding (see previous category)

adding toys, including food toys, smell toys, etc

giving food treats like yogurt, comercial treats, varied food, dead or life insects (mice are good hunters!)

feeding grains and similar (if you're unsure about a balanced diet, feeding grains additionally to pellets is totally fine)

adding a bigger wheel or running plate (a wheel is better, if you can provide a good one with appropriate size)

offer a free run time. This could for example be in a bath tub. Lay it out with linen or carpets, fill the tub with toys, treats and cardboard boxes, and offer the mice to go there (eg by builing a stairwell, or by training them "taxi" with a travel box)

spend regular time with them to aclimate them to humans

Changes for a near perfect enclosure:

Upgrate to an aquarium with a grid top

add more climbing options. Like way more!

Put heavier huts on stilts

Add even more tunnels

provide fresh food

change up their enrichment (eg digging box, swimming pool, fresh plants, offer tea additionally to water)

All these images have good and bad items, and imo all enclosures can be adapted to the housed animals needs. I'll try to add credit, but please message me if you have questions about specific images

I was about to add sources but found some great in a single site: here

I also always recommend bin cages as they are cheap and very very customisable. The best example I found is this one

[lucysweatslove]

OH YOU KNOW WHAT, I should dye my hair this weekend.

I love going a violet black- but last time I mixed blue black and a violet it was just a little light for me still? Probably because each were actually level 2 and not level 1. And they weren’t super purple either, even in the sun. These were what I used.

I used 2 tubes of each + developer (total of 16oz to put in my hair, it was a little over kill, but 1 tube each wouldn’t have covered all my hair)

Other color options I have:

The goal is to be mostly very black with a hint of violet purple (not the warm “violet” above but like real neutral to cool violet purple) so that in the sunlight it looks fun and kinda colorful but most of the time it looks like black hair so it isn’t “unprofessional” (🤮🤮 that we have those kind of societal ‘rules’ to begin with)

I could do

Same dye + added “Jet Black” or “Black Onyx.” I think this would be darker but less colorful.

Switch to the “brights” for the color and have more “Jet Black” or “Black Onyx.” This runs the risk of maybe being too colorful which may be seen as too “unprofessional” for the headshots on Monday, may also be lighter when it inevitably washes out which I don’t like as much, but also COLORFUL = dopamine.

Switch entirely to dark hair line, which I think would be give me the richest, darkest colors BUT that “violet” option (only purple option still dark) is so red that it may be too warm toned for what I want. Plus the violet isn’t really that dark.

What I’m thinking I may do is mix 14oz total (3.5 oz dye in each

3 tubes of Black Onyx (2.5oz in each bowl)

1/2 tube of Sapphire (0.5oz in each bowl)

1/2 tube of Purple (0.5oz in each bowl)

Idk?? I could buy like 6 tubes black onyx if they’re in stock and 1 of each of the colors and then have a leftover “set” to re do it at the end of the summer?

[simpleglasspipe]

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[monriatitans]

Ta-Da! List: Monday, June 24th

The image was made in Canva; check it out at the [referral] link here!

I share my “Ta-Da! List” every day so everyone gets a daily update and I have a reminder of what I’ve accomplished.

To learn more about “Ta-Da! Lists”, and other ADHD life hacks, check out @adhdjesse’s book Extra Focus: The Quick Start Guide to Adult ADHD.

Abbreviations

- MT: MonriaTitans - O&T: Opinions & Truth Blog - FBMR: Finished a Book! Mini-Review - WGS: The Weekend Game Show - ASO: Artist Shout-Out - IG: Instagram - BMAC: Buy Me a Coffee - TDL: Ta-Da! List

Ta-Da! List

✧ June 23rd: - Kickstarter: received a response to the ticket, ID #1974087, submitted on Jun. 17th: they are escalating it to their Trust & Safety team

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ✧ throughout the day: - kept emails manageable - loaded the dishwasher - filled out today’s TDL

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ✧ on the mobile phone: - Hive: shared today’s ASO

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ✧ on the bedroom setup: - WGS: shared the VOD for yesterday’s LPS$ Stream to the WGS Ko-fi - Movies: watched “The Nightmare Before Christmas” - O&T: shared today’s TDL to the WGS Ko-fi

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ✧ on the office setup: - WGS: gave a human artist, Claudio Fabietti, a shout-out by sharing it on O&T, Tumblr, and other social media; uploaded the VOD for yesterday’s LPS$ Stream to Rumble; in the WGS Carrd, updated the mini-gallery from 8 to 9, added the link to Bluesky, Medium, and Minds to the “Social Media” section, and a link to the #artist-shout-outs Discord Channel to the “Artist Shout-Outs (ASO)” - O&T: changed the publish date of “The Dangers of AI ‘Art’” and “If you are… don’t come in.” so they’re higher up the Home page; shared yesterday’s FBMR post to O&T, Tumblr, Medium, LinkedIn, Pinterest, creating a Section for it in the process, Bluesky, and BMAC; in the MT Carrd, replaced the MT Kickstarter profile link with the MT Goodreads profile link; shared today’s TDL to IG and various social media - Fable/Goodreads: wrote a review for “The Affinity Between Us” by Melissa Sweeney - Branding: in Canva, updated the “Finished a Book Feature Image” template to have the color scheme of the “Current TBR Tower” template and added “Mini-Review:” - Gaming: played “Final Fantasy XIV”; “Super Lesbian Animal RPG”

- YouTube: watched and/or listened to: 1. Ember Green’s video “Keto for Autism? A Candid Response” 2. Jim Sterling’s videos “Embracer’s Legacy: 44 Axed Studios, 80 Axed Games, 4,532 Axed Jobs”, “Subscriptions For Car Seats!?”, “Scam Turismo”, “A Video Discussing That Horny TayTay Movie Getting Patched”, “Naughty Dog Deserves To Spring Leaks Forever”, “J. Allen Brack’s Unrepentant Bullshit”, “Beg Like Dogs For Electronic Arts!”, “Konami’s Awful, Awful Soccer Game”, “Pissy People Protesting PlayStation PC Ports”, “Devil Nuns With Tommy Guns (Squirty Play)”, “Cryptovania”, “Is 17 Hours Too Short For A Videogame?”, “World Of Warsh*ts”, “EA And Battlefront II Really Fucked This Up”, and “EA Should Lose The Star Wars License” 3. The Book Leo’s videos “reacting to 1 star reviews of books i love 💔” and “new faves, leigh bardugo & vampire smut ⛈️ books i recently read ft a thunderstorm” 4. Philosophy Tube’s video “X Men: is Magneto Right? | ft NerdSync” 5. NerdSync’s videos “Why Are the X-MEN Hated?? (ft. Philosophy Tube) || Comic Misconceptions” and “Secrets of the WEAPON PLUS PROGRAM!! || Comic Misconceptions” 6. The Financial Diet’s video “Getting Sick: The Most Expensive Thing You Can Do In America”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ✧ chores and miscellaneous: - Food: had coffee for breakfast; had a bowl of cereal and grapes for lunch; partner cooked steaks for dinner, helped by heating the vegetables; had hot cocoa - Chores: washed the towels and rags; checked the mail

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May every decision you make be *in the spirit of fairness* and may the rest of your day *NOT go to $#!7*!

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                                                                      MARCH 2024 

THE RIB PAGE 

It seems Disney has wedding dresses to celebrate your favorite evil Disney gal. Hey Pixie: It’s time to renew those vows! 

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Every year about 7 people in this country get diagnosed with the plague. An Oregon resident has just been diagnosed. 

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The Senate passed a $95.3 billion aid package for Ukraine, Israel and Taiwan. The house killed it.  Proof positive that Trump and Mike Johnson etc do not want to fix this country at all. It is all about the power! * * Mitch McConnell has announced that he will step down in November. 

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It looks like the 1% have moved on from space to the underground. Billionaires all over the globe are getting their underground bunkers ready! This is not new , but it seems to be in overdrive right now. The $ people are so important and I wonder what they’ll do when they find out that humans do not live forever. 

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A very complete fossil of the Triassic’s Dinocephalosaurus Orientalis was discovered in South China. The beauty has 32 separate vertebrae to possibly look for food in crevices under water and was first discovered in 2003. 

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Alabama says that embryos are children. Drop a test tube and it could be murder. So.. People don’t need IVF anymore?? 

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Barry Tubb has sued Paramount for their use of his image in Top Gun: Maverick 

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There is trouble on the set of Sherri. Matt Uzzle, a top exec passed away amid a financial investigation into the show. 

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The Odysseus landed on the moon and fell over. 

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There was apparently a big cell phone outage and I didn’t even know it. Just one more plus to not having a cell phone. 

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Molly Shannon is joining Only Murders in the Building. 

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John Cleese and Eric Idle are sparring a bit on X. Eric seems disgruntled at Holly Gilliam who manages the Python biz now. The rest of the crew are good with her. Eric’s daughter Lily posted that she’s proud of her Dad for speaking out against bullies. Cleese has reported that he and Idle always hated each other. 

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Everything comes back around. Abe Lincoln talked of how Stephen Douglas was, “warping the public mind.” That is the perfect way to describe Scary Clown 45.** Come to think of it, it feels a bit like 1865 what with all the hate being pushed in this country. With elections in like 80 countries this year, there could be big changes. 

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Support the Max Gruber Foundation that is all about hazing in college. 

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Bullfighting is back. UGH! 

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Wendy Williams has been diagnosed with aphasia and Frontotemporal dementia. 

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Abbott Elementary, Celebrity Family Feud, Jeopardy Masters and Dancing with the Stars have been renewed. 

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The 2024 noms for the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame are out. This year there is Mary J. Blige, Cher, Mariah Carey, Dave Matthews Band, Eric B and Rakim, Foreigner, Peter Frampton, Jane’s Addiction, Lenny Kravitz, Kool and the Gang, Oasis, Sinead O’Connor, Ozzy Osbourne, Sade and A Tribe Called Quest. I mean, Geils? Zevon? C’mon stop it! 

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Ozzy is threatening legal action against Ye for sampling ‘Iron Man’. Permission was refused since Ozzy said, “I want no association with this man. He was refused permission because he is an anti- semit and has caused untold heartache to many.” ** Ye also used a sample from Donna Summer’s I feel love. He didn’t have permission for this either. These men and their egos. Yikes!! 

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A woman named Genesse Moreno opened fire on Lakewood church with an AR-15. She was killed. 

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RFK Jr. Is pissing his own kin off again with his ad filled with old Kennedy pics. 

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It’s the year of the Dragon! 

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123.7 million people watched the Super Bowl. This beats the moon landing as the most watched program ever. ** Marshawn Lynch had fun after the game by walking up to 49er fans and giving them a “fuck you.” 

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Watch for the new Doc, Kiss the Future. 

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The RNC may be run by Michael Watley and Lara Trump. ** Political candidate Valentina Gomez took a flamethrower to books she didn’t like. ** Trump was booed at sneakercon as he was pushing his golden shoes. He wasn’t used to a crowd that does not adore him. He should get out of his comfort zone more often. ** We’re here to overthrow democracy.-Jack Posoblec, a speaker at CPAC.** Trump tried to negotiate one of his penalties in court. 

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Days alert: Bring back Jen Lilley!!** Burnin’ down the Horton house?? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO**First , a permanent move to Peacock then Jen then Arianna then burning the Horton  house?? They are just blowing the whole thing up, aren’t they?? I know the people in charge at NBC don’t give a flying fuck about elderly people but I still hear the elderly complain about not being able to see Days on NBC anymore. 

***** 

For the second time, a memorial to the Pulse nightclub victims was defaced. A 19 year old did burnouts on the LGBTQ Pride crosswalk. Of course, the truck had a big American flag on it. Why is it this particular type of person feels the need to prove they are Americans all the time? A 22 year old genius did the same thing at an earlier date. 

***** 

NY Dem Tom Suozzi won the house seat to replace George Santos. 

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Donald Glover has said that the script for the Community movie is finished. 

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The Chiefs won the Superbowl. Usher was the halftime show and that stage sure was bouncing. A 30 second ad went for $7mil. The Super Bowl went into overtime for only the second time in history. The parade to celebrate was interrupted with a shooting and a fan was killed. ** Are men really breaking a lot of tv’s because of sports? 

***** 

Chris Coons tells us that the EU has approved a support package for Ukraine and wonders what the Hell we are doing in the U.S. Europe has already spent more on Ukraine than us. They are very concerned about Trump and his calling out NATO and discarding the hard worked for bill for aid. 

***** 

The Oglala Sioux tribe has banned SD Gov. Christi Noem from their reservation. She told the South Dakota state legislature that she wants to send more state resources to Texas. ** Calling the U.S. southern border in Texas an invasion by illegal immigrants and criminal groups to justify sending South Dakota’s National Guard troops there is a red herring that the Oglala Sioux tribe doesn’t support . They don’t need to be put in cages, separated from their children like during the Trump administration or be cut up by razor wire furnished by, of all places, South Dakota.”- Frank Star 

*****  

King Charles has been diagnosed with cancer. 

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Abortion providers filed a lawsuit in 2019 against the law that prohibits Medicaid from being used to pay for abortions. And now: To treat a woman differently based on a characteristic unique to her sex is to treat her differently because of her sex which triggers the enforcement of our ERA. - Judge Donohue 

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I’m beginning to think that all the hatred evangelicals have towards Taylor Swift is because everyone can see that she’s for more like Jesus than they are. - Chris Kratzer ** Taylor donated $50 mil to truckers, $50 mil to food banks and $20 mil to animals, not to mention that she gave $ to the victims family after the Chiefs parade. 

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Tesla has recalled 2.2 million vehicles to fix a warning light.** The investigation into Tesla is becoming more aggressive as they look deeper into safety problems of crashes with auto pilot. ** According to the NY Times, terrorists may be paying for the blue check mark on twitter. (I refuse to call it X.) -Stephen King.... Stop deadnaming X. respect our transition. - Elon Musk...  Why? You never respected your daughter’s transition. -transgender atty. Alejandra Caraballo..(Musk’s child Vivian Wilson filed for a name change to reflect her gender identity).... twitter twitter twitter and so on. Fuck your need to put your personal brand on everything.- Stephen King.....The NY article went on that X may be violating U.S. sanctions because the company accepted payments from individuals or organization that are forbidden from engaging in business with U.S. companies like state-run media organizations and terrorists from Russia and Iran. ** Leaders of Hezbollah and the Houthi rebels have subscriptions with blue check marks. 

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Tim Burton is to direct the remake of attack of the 50 ft. Woman. We need another one of those? 

***** 

The Grammys came and went. My best dressed were: Taylor Swift (winner! ) , Chrissy Tiegand, Janelle Monae, Coco Jones, Gina Alice Redlinger, Romy Madley Croft, Caroline Polachek, Vic Lentaigne and Dawn Richard was a tree! Miley looked like Cher and Madonna put together. ** Killer Mike was arrested at the show for misdemeanor battery, but soon released. He won 3 Grammys.** Someone else had to make a stink about Beyonce. Her husband called out the voters for not giving all the awards to his wife, I guess?? Jay-Z won the global impact award. Why do all these people feel the need to talk for her. She is a grown woman, I think she can speak for herself. Are we supposed to expect macho declarations at every award show now?? ** Miley yelled at the crowd to get more into her song. What? 

***** 

Look for Unfrosted: The Pop Tart Story with Jerry Seinfeld, Jim Gaffigan, Amy Schumer, Hugh Grant, Bill Burr, Daniel Levy, Jack McBrayer, Thomas Lennon, Bobby Moynihan and Fred Thomas. Did Jerry just call all the funny people he knew? 

***** 

Aneurin Barnard, Hayley Atwell and Jack Lowden will star in Rogue Trooper for Duncan Jones. 

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The SAG awards were great with the fashion. My best were Emma Stone, Lily Gladstone, Da’Vine Joy Randolph,E lizabeth Debicki, Tony Shalhoub, Alex Borstein, Laverne Cox, Sheryl Lee Ralph, Kathryn Hahn, Emily Blunt, Jessica Chastain, Louisa Jacobson and Ali Wong and the dudes from Abbott who were amazing. Tan France had a horizontal tie that I couldn’t stop staring at. ** Jen Aniston presented Barbra Streisand the life achievement award. ** My favorite part was when Tantoo Cardinal was on stage. I adore her!!! ** Pedro got back at Kieran by winning. Succession came back for ensemble drama. The Bear still cleaned up as well as Lily Gladstone. 

***** 

Hooray for Shawn Fain leading the UAW. We need more workers rights and less billionaires. EAT THE RICH!!!!!.. Order this shirt to support the UAW. 

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The Spirit awards were pretty much The Holdovers awards. There was a protestor outside the tent yelling, “Free Palestine” and “Ceasefire now “ all night. 

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The monarch population is down 60%. 

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It looks like the housewives are starting to sue Andy Cohen and Bravo. It was only a matter of time. 

***** 

Aaron Bushnell. A U.S. Air Force member set himself on fire at the Israeli embassy. 

***** 

Amy Poehler and Joe Biden helped Seth Meyers celebrate 10 years on the air. 

***** 

Richard Tornetta sued Elon Musk in 2018 and won when a judge voided the $56 billion pay package.** Bill Maher admitted he can’t help it, he likes Elon. It was too funny that he told jokes about multiple things but when he got to Elon, he said, “just kidding.” What? 

***** 

Larry David caused a stir when he when he grabbed Elmo on the Today show. He also insulted a drummer on Seth Meyers when he told him it was easy and he could do that. Just Larry being Larry. 

***** 

The enhanced games are games with steroids. Peter Thiel is shelling out big $. The things that rich boys find to do with their $ is fucking unbelievable. Their statement is: The athletes will be unencumbered by anachronistic legacy systems that are anti science and stigmatize enhanced athletes. Oh my. Sounds like some people don’t want to believe in themselves. Nothing but phonies. Wouldn’t it be nice if all that $ went to children and animals that really need the help?  

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I was not raised with grown men who whine all the time. I will never understand these people who forever talk about the strength they get from God and then whine about everything in the world. Is God telling you this is the way to solve the problems? What about turn the other cheek? Forgiveness? These people are not like any conservatives or Christians that I knew. Gas prices and unemployment numbers keep dropping and wages are up. Quit bitching and let’s fix the other things that need fixing! ** I see a lot of the red hats that remind me of the brown shirts. Same gang??** A 3 judge panel said that there is no immunity for Trump. ** A judge ordered Trump to pay a $364 mil penalty. He is also barred from serving as an officer or director of any NY corporation for 3 years. ** A year long scheme to dupe banks and others with financial statements that inflated Trump’s wealth. It borders on pathological. - Judge Engoron ** Don Jr. And Eric were fined $4 mil each and are out of the NY biz for 2 years and no bank loans for 3 years. ** The hush money trill will start on March 25. 

***** 

Jacob Elordi got into an altercation with a radio producer. 

***** 

Carson Hocevar is driving # 77 in the Cup Race this year!! And.. Go Bell!!! 

***** 

Tyne Daly was hospitalized and had to drop out of Doubt: A Parable on Broadway. Amy Ryan is taking over. 

***** 

The BAFTA’s were held and Oppenheimer won big as well as Poor Things and Da’vine Joy Randolph. My best dressed were Sophie Ellis Bextor, Daisy Edgar- Jones, Claire Foy and Emma Corrin. 

***** 

George Santos has sued Jimmy Kimmel. I wondered how he was getting away with airing his cameos but I assumed contracts had been signed. No. Kimmel and his staff used fake names to order cameos then put them o the show. And why would you want to give Santos the $? Didn’t he grift enough? 

***** 

New Hampshire’s Chris Sununu is so dismissive of others. He tells us that Trump has done this awful thing and that but I would vote for him. It seems this is a mantra for them. What dicks! ** Lindsey Graham called Zuckerberg and other big tech guys, “bastards.” Others said that after they grilled these guys, the Senators probably patted themselves on the back and went right out and used social media. ** Alex Smirnov, an FBI informant, has been charged with fabricating a multi million $ bribery scheme. Jamie Raskin has called for an end to the impeachment inquiry since Smirnov started all this. His story about the “Biden crime family” and the Ukranian energy company was all Russian BS. Jim Jordan does not care and keeps pushing. Putin must be so happy that he has these operatives in our Government. ** Russia has been hit with 500 new sanctions. 

***** 

Early spring?? 

***** 

Lauren Boebert’s son, Tyler has been arrested. There are 22 counts including theft and trespassing with multiple victims. 

***** 

We are seeing the SNL 1975 cast come together. Cory Michael Smith is Chevy, Matt Wood is Belushi, Ella Hunt is Gilda, Dylan O’Brien is Akroyd, Lamorne Morris is Garrett (that is perfect), Kim Matula is Jane and Emily Fairn is Laraine. ** Is it me or does this cold foam ad seem like a fake SNL ad? 

***** 

Sam Waterston is leaving Law and Order at the end of February and Tony Goldwyn is taking over. 

***** 

For the first time in the republican campaign, Nikki Haley has outraised Trump. A big portion of Trump’s small donors have gone away. 

***** 

DeSantis and company spent over $168 mil on his campaign. ** Could he be Trump’s VP pick?? He is throwing that name around, along with Tim Scott and a few others. ** The difference between humans and animals is animals would never let the dumbest animal lead the pack. ** DHS Secretary Mayorkas was impeached for no reason.* * Trump is always talking about water. That seems like a dementia thing. ** An Illinois judge barred Trump from the Republican primary ballot. Just waiting on the Supreme Court. 

***** 

So.. The Michigan chair of the RNC refuses to accept the results of her RNC election and Trump wants her out. Will republicans ever again accept results when they lose? 

***** 

Word came down that Wendy’s was spending $20 mil to add fluctuating price boards. The goal seemed to be jacking up prices during peak hours. Burger King decided they would use that and give away free whoppers for 3 days. Of course, you have to make a purchase and have an app. So.. A lot of people are left out of that “free whopper.” Wendy’s has since said that they were not using the boards that way. They may use them to give discounts at slow times and they swear they did not use the phrase, “surge pricing.” 

***** 

Karl Jordan Jr. and Ron Washington were found guilty of killing Jam Master Jay after being cut out of a drug deal. 

***** 

El Chapos grandaughter is looking for the Loch Ness Monster. 

***** 

The Geico ad that skewers conspiracies is cute. Insurance company commercials usually suck. 

***** 

A new book about first ladies tells us Melania was much detached from first lady business. A lot of her time was spent with lawyers and finance people. All tvs were tuned to Fox in the White House. 

***** 

The Supreme Court is looking into Bump stocks and Presidential immunity. They will stay paused until April 22. 

***** 

Oprah is leaving Weight Watchers since she admits she is using drugs to lose weight. 

***** 

We now produce more oil that Saudi Arabia. 

***** 

We have sent air strikes to Syria and Iraq after 3 U.S. military deaths. 

***** 

Brian Wilson’s family is looking into conservatorship due to a neurocognitive disorder. 

***** 

Sexual assault news: Kolchiro Ito was arrested on child porn charges. ** Sean Combs has a fifth accuser, Rod Jones. 

***** 

Bob Odenkirk will star in Normal. 

***** 

Beyonce is the first black woman to have a #1 country hit with Texas hold ‘em.!!! 

***** 

A shipwreck showed up on the shore of Newfoundland. Work was proceeding quickly before the waves take it back. 

***** 

R.I.P. Isabelle Thomas, Adele Springsteen, Henry Fambrough, Carl Weathers, Elmore Nickleberry, Wayne Kramer, Don Murray, Chita Rivera, Aston Barrett, Hage Geingob, Hinton Battle, N. Scott Momaday, Pamela Salem, Flaco, Claude Montana, Randy Sparks, Joe Louis Dudley, Dan Wilcox, Chris Gauthier, Jackie Loughery, Lynda Gravatt, Mickey Gilbert, Cecilia Gentili, Kelvin Kiptum, Alexei Navalny, Bob Edwards, William Post, Steven Ostrow, Ben Lanzarone, Alice Mackler, Tony Ganios, Ewen Macintosh, Charles Dierkop, Eddie Driscoll. Anne Whitfield, Toby Keith, Richrd Lewis and Denise I. McCabe. 

[maxphilippa]

I WOULD LIKE TO ADD SOME OTHER KNIFE "BEING STRONG AS FUCK AND PROBABLY RIPPED":

Knife grabbing a FUCKING BOWLING BALL WITH ONE FUCKING HAND

bowling balls weight between 6 and 16 pounds which isn't a lot exactly but WITH ONE HAND???? THAT'S QUITE A REACH

He also threw a FUCKING dolphin at Paper.

Dolphins can weight between 90 pounds to MORE THAN 11 TONS IN SOME CASES.

AND LET'S NOT FORGET HOW KNIFE LIFTED UP A PIANO WITH JUST ONE HAND????

LIKE. THIS IS AN UPRIGHT PIANO I THINK. AND THOSE WEIGHT BETWEEN 300 TO 500 POUNDS.

PLUS, he grabs Taco like she's a fucking leaf and SPINS HER

adding to that Mic asked him to not hurt her and he very gently took that off BUT THE POINT IS THAT KNIFE IS S T R O N G.

And everyone KNOWS that he's strong. Like. There's a reasons as to WHY Test Tube gave him that job.

He's a menace. /pos

here's a thing you should note

stop drawing your human knifes skinny

HE CAN RIP METAL LIKE IT'S JUST A PLANK OF WOOD

THAT MAN IS BREAKING APART 350 TO 420 MPa

THAT'S LIKE- 60915.8 POUNDS PER SQUARE INCH

I MEAN I TAKE PHYSICS AND IS HORRIBLE AT IT, BUT IM PRETTY SURE HES GOTTA ABSOLUTELY JACKED TO RIP THAT SHIT UP

[musings-of-a-rose]

Omg omg omgggg! Anon here who asked for ‘I’m Really into You’ - that was amazing and exactly what I was thinking of… it made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside 🥰 as for your note, I would love to read a second part with some smut, the setup for it was absolutely amazing. Thank you so much, this is the first time I’ve requested something and it was way better than I could have imagined!

I'm Really Into You - Part 2

Pairing: Benny Miller x f!plus size reader

Word Count: 2500+

Rating: Mature - 18+ ONLY!

Warnings: Just like ao3, “creator chooses not to use warnings.” If you click Keep Reading, that means you agree that you’re the age to handle mature themes. Also by clicking Keep Reading, you understand warnings may not be complete in order to avoid spoilers for the story. 

Notes: I never anticipated the immediate response part one of this would receive. Y’all had such kind words, seriously some of the best comments I’ve ever gotten on anything. And the overwhelming response was for a part 2 so here it is! I never need an excuse to write for this man (I am his whore). I'm sorry it took me a minute to get to it!

Part 1 - I’m Really Into You

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Benny texts me the next day, confirming out date and telling me to dress casually. Well he said “casually sexy” but my cofidence isn’t the best so he gets what he gets. 

An arcade. An arcade with bowling. Have I mentioned how much I like this guy?

We play games first, Benny always having his hand on me in some way, whether it’s my lower back as he gently guides me through the crowd, touching my arm when he laughs, our legs touching in the racing games, or just holding my hand while we walk around.

At the skeeball lanes, something else happens. 

I’m not the best at skeeball but I’m not terrible. Benny on the other hand, he has a magical arm. With a graceful flick of his wrist, I swear those balls sink into the highest score tube every. Single. Time. He watches me as I try to roll my ball up the lane, huffing when it bounces off the side. 

“Lemme help you?” He asks. Asks. Not tells. 

“Sure. You seem to have a magical touch.”

His voice drops as he moves to stand behind me and he breathes in my ear. “Now that I do.”

Son of a bitch.

He stands flush against my back, his arms melding to mine as he holds the back of my hand, helping me to grip the ball. Honestly I’m not sure what he says because there’s just fan noises going off in my head, the scent of him overpowering that of the arcade. I feel the heat of his body and when he pulls my arm back to guide me in releasing the ball, I bend over and I hear him groan slightly as my hips push back into his. And when I sink the ball more towards the middle, I stand straighter and definitely feel the cause of his grunt against me. 

This asshole is amazing at bowling too. He uses both hands, not even staying to watch the ball effortlessly knock down all of the pins, Benny’s finger tapping the air the second the ball makes impact behind his back. No wonder he’s good at skeeball. 

This time, when he stands behind me to show me some bowling tips, I decide to tease him a bit and push my hips back into his, grinding slightly. I feel his breathe puff out on my neck and he shifts his weight to be closer to me. 

“Be a good girl, Poppy.”

“What if I don’t want to?”

I miss all the pins.

Situating myself back against him, I push my hips back again, smirking at the grunt he lets out.

“Keep that up and we’re gonna have to cut this game short.”

“Oh darn.”

I hit 1 pin.

I move to stand in front of him again, but before I can push my hips back, he tips my chin backwards towards him, his lips brushing across mine. 

“One last ball and then we have to leave because I may get kicked out for being indecent around families.”

I chuckle, nodding because I’d forgotten words. Benny steps back and I release the ball, managing to knock down a few more pins. When I turn around, Benny’s eyes snap up to mine.

“Were you checking me out?” I ask, surprised.

He takes 2 steps, closing the distance between us. His bright blue eys are dark and he pulls me to him by my hips. 

“How could I not? You’re fuckin’ gorgeous.” 

He kisses me, deepening it only slightly before pulling back.

“Ok, I’m done with bowling. Take me home, please.” 

He chuckles at my response and nods. “Yes, ma’am.”

—-

He finds a space and parks, angling his body towards me. 

“I had a great time-”

“Do you want to come upstairs?”

We both speak at the same time, chuckling at the end of our rushed sentences. 

“I mean, I had a great time too, Benny. R-really.” Fuck, I’m so nervous. He’s so hot and I’m just…me.

“Do you want me to?”

“I-what?”

“What you asked.”

Fuck yes.

“I-I do. Only if you want to? It’s ok if you don’t-”

He reaches across the console and pulls my face to his, immediately pushing his tongue inside my mouth, sliding it across my bottom teeth. Fuck he’s a good kisser, letting out little whimpers and moans as he does. He pulls back, tugging slightly on my lower lip as I follow him.

“Fuck,” I let that slip accidentally, and I only know I said it out loud because he chuckles.

“Only because you’ve been a good girl.”

I am in unknown territory. I’ve never really been desired by anyone and so have no clue how to respond besides a mumbled incoherent sound. He gets out of his jeep and walks around, holding the door open for me as I climb out. He closes the door and then pushes me against it, slotting his long leg between mine and pulling my head to his, kissing me deeply again. My hands fist in his shirt, unsure of what to do with them. His hands start to travel down to my sides and I flinch, my insecurity flaring to life.

“Poppy? Did I hurt you?”

“N-no. I’m..I’m ok.”

I kiss him and he hesitates briefly before responding, his hands going back to my sides. I flinch again, unable to stop myself and he stops. 

“Am I doin’ somethin’ wrong?”

No. you’re fucking perfect.

“No. You’re fine, it’s…it’s me.”

He waits patiently, giving me time to think on what to say, if I want to say. I sigh, looking down. 

“I know I’m not the most…fit person. And I’ve been bullied almost my whole life for it. I just…it’s just…” Tears start to well in my eyes and I wipe at them furiously, willing them to stop.

Benny puts his finger under my chin and tilts my head up. 

“I think you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen, Poppy. Can I show you?”

I nod and he wipes a tear from my face with his thumb. 

“I need to hear you say it, sweetheart.”

“Y-yes.”

He pushes his hips to mine, my ass hitting the side of his jeep as he pulls up one of my legs and hitches it on his hip. He pushes closer to me somehow, his nose touching mine as he breathes heavily and I feel him through his jeans, hard and desperate as he very slightly grinds against my clothed cunt. He grabs my wrists and pins them on either side of my head as he leans in and kisses some spot on my neck that has me whimpering his name. 

“We better go somewhere more private if you’d like before I take you against my jeep. Fuck you turn me on so much.”

“Yes please.” 

He backs off of me and groans, holding my hand as we walk to my apartment. The second I close the door he’s on me, kissing, touching, nipping, and I can barely catch my breath, dropping my keys on the floor as he starts walking me towards the hall. He breaks the kiss only once to confirm consent, which I frantically give, and to ask which door is the bedroom. I tell him and he resumes kissing me, this time trying to undress me. My insecurity fires to life again once he has my pants off and tries to go for my shirt.

“Poppy?”

“I…I just don’t..”

He smiles at me. “It’s alright. Leave it on if it makes you feel more comfortable.” 

We’re at my bedroom door and I open it, thanking my earlier self for cleaning the entire place before this date just in case. He pushes me to sit on the bed before he stands back, gripping the back of his shirt and sliding it off. Fuck he’s muscular, little patches of hair on the middle of his chest and leading down under his pants..which he is now undoing, leaving him standing there in his boxers - correction. He’s pitching a massive tent in his boxers. He steps between my legs and I lean back, feeling his hands glide up my bare thighs.

“You can leave the shirt on, but I wanna go under it. If that’s ok?”

“I-I don’t know.”

“I won’t do anythin’ you’re uncomfortable with. I just wanna show you how fuckin’ sexy you are…if the tent in my pants isn’t enough to convince you.”

His eyes are big and round, and dark with lust, his eyebrows coming together just a bit to make him look like a damn puppy.

“I could start and if you want me to stop, you just tell me. Sound ok?”

“O…ok.”

“I got you, Poppy.”

His hands slide under my shirt, pulling it up enough for him to put his head under it. Thankfully, I had worn a flowy shirt so there was plenty of room but I’m still nervous as fuck-

He’s kissing my stomach, my sides, all of the places he noticed I was self conscious about, little moans and grunts escaping him as he does. I feel his teeth lightly nip at me and I gasp, feeling his hands touch and caress me. 

“Fuck you’re hotter than I pictured. Fuck.”

He pushes in further, sliding his hand around my back to fumble with my bra clasp. 

“It’s in the front.” 

“No shit, really? That’s fuckin’ awesome! Ah I see it.”

His fingers fumble at the front clasp and the bra opens, and he moans, bringing his hands up to grab at them, sliding his thumbs over my nipples and chuckling as I whimper.

“Well now I think I prefer front opening bras.”

He lowers his head and takes a boob in his mouth, sucking and licking and oh shit it feels so good! My hand flies to the back of his head, trying to grasp at his hair that I can’t reach because he’s under my shirt.

“That feels so good,” I whine out and he switches to the other, paying it the same attention. 

A few moments later, he scoots back down to be level with my stomach again, nuzzling into it. 

“Fuck how are you this gorgeous?”

“I-I’m not-OH!”

As he kisses my stomach, one of his hands slides between my thighs, moving under my underwear and dances across my clit, little circles and taps igniting that fire in my belly. My moves on to kiss and nip at my side and fuck! He slides a finger inside me and I cry out his name, feeling him add a second as he pumps back into me, the heel of his palm pressing down on my clit. 

“Oh fuck Benny!”

He’s found some spot inside me, I can never reach it but fucking hell does it feel amazing, like a center for pleasure that radiates out every time his long fingers tap against it. I know I’m close, I can feel it.

“Benny, I’m gonna..gon…UGHHH!” 

My head flies back into the bed and I cry out, feeling my pussy tighten around him as I come, my arousal spurting out of me as Benny guides me through it. As I come down I’m mortified - did I just pee on him?

“Oh God Benny, I’m so sorry.”

“For what, sweetheart?” He pulls his head from under my shirt, his hair sticking up at odd angles.

“For all the..”I gesture down to my now soaked sheets and he glances down and back to me.

“Poppy…have you never squirted before?”

“I- that’s squirting?”

He smiles. “Yes. Feel good?”

I nod. “It felt…I’ve never done that before. That was...fuck!”

He smiles wider. “Perfect. I wanted you to feel good as I kissed this fucking amazing body of yours.”

“You-you wanted me to have a positive body association?”

He stares blankly at me for a moment. “That sounds right.”

“Take off your boxers.”

“Yes ma’am.”

He stands up to take off his boxers, his eyes darkening even more with lust. Fuck he’s long - thicker than I’ve had before but not outrageously thick. He is long as shit though and beautiful. He starts to lean down, but I put my hand out. 

“Wait.”

“Are you-”

I sit up, grabbing the bottom of my shirt and ripping it over my head. I clutch it to my chest for a moment before nodding slightly to myself, chucking the shirt on the floor. I can’t help but to wrap my arms around myself, despite knowing he’d just seen me. 

“Hey.”

I look up at him, my hands still trying to cover myself. 

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

He kneels on the bed, leaning towards me as I lean back. His eyes lock on mine as I lay back fully, Benny crawling up my body, pushing my thighs open wider to settle between them before he leans on his forearm. His finger traces a line down the side of my face as his eyes skit across it. 

“You’re so beautiful.”

“So are you.”

He kisses me and I feel him pressing at my entrance, heavy and wanting. Instead of pushing in though, he slides up through my folds, covering his cock in my arousal from just minutes before. Fuck this feels amazing, like he’s touching every sensitive part of me at once. I feel that warmth spreading through me again with every slide, every-

Fuck!

He gently pushes inside me and I grip his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin as I cry his name. He stops to make sure I’m ok but then chuckles when I try to push his ass down to get him in deeper. He’s thick and long enough that I feel like every part of me feels every part of him, all the ridges, veins, and just..fuck. He pulls out and pushes back in a few more times, watching me as I writhe under him, my eyes closed in concentration. 

“You feel fuckin’ tight, Poppy. I don’t…fuck..I don’t know if I can hold back.”

“I won’t break.”

He pauses. “You sure?”

“Rail me, Benny.”

“As you wish.”

He snaps his hips, setting a rough pace as he fucks me into my mattress. I grip his muscular back, nails scratching at his skin, my voice puffing out with our thrusts UGH UGH UGH! He grabs my leg, pulling it over his hip and he hits some other spot at the back of me and I’m done, flying straight over the cliff into another orgasm. I scream his name, pulsing around him, nails digging into his skin deeper, as he keeps railing into that spot, pushing me up the bed while prolonging my release. Once I start to descend, my grip on his back loosens and I feel his hips falter. He thrusts into me a few more times before pulling out, grunting and moaning as he comes on my stomach, rope after rope of him splayed out over my skin. He’s breathing hard, we both are. He looks down at my stomach, his softening dick laying on it, surrounded by his cum and I swear I feel his dick twitch at the sight. 

“Fuck how are you this hot?” He asks, his eyes slowly moving up my naked body to find mine. 

“I could ask you the same thing.”

He chuckles. “I don’t know about that. But I know I better clean you up before round 2.”

“R-round 2?”

His expression darkens as he looks at me with a smirk. “Well you can’t lay there looking all sexy and expect me to not want to taste you.”

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[recurring-polynya]

Feeling frisky, thought I would experiment with making a tomato bagel. (the ones on the left are plain for the kiddos)

This is for flavoring half a batch of bagels (7 4-oz bagels). I use the recipe from Peter Reinhart’s Bread Baker’s Apprentice.

My recipe has you mix up a sponge and let it sit for 2hrs. Right after I did that, I chopped up 2T of sun-dried tomatoes and 1T of fresh basil, and put it in a bowl with 1T of extra-virgin olive oil. (I buy sun-dried tomatoes in a bag, if you buy the kind packed in oil, don’t add more oil)

After the dough kneading stage (which I do in the mixer with dough hook), I put half of it aside for plain bagels, and to the rest, I added my tomato mixture, plus 1T of grated parmesan and 1T of tomato paste (I buy the slightly-fancy kind that comes in a tube). I ran the mixer again for about another 2 min, throwing in a few pinches of flour to help it incorporate/to get the right wetness.

Top with more grated parmesan after boiling but before baking.

The flavor was nice, but not super-strong! Most of the taste was in the sun-dried tomato bits, so you get little flavor bursts (not unlike a raisin bagel). They were very pretty.

[hlvraik]

Can you try to write a drabble of some kind for your kid!gordon au?

Here's a little drabble I wrote over the last two days. Originally, it was going to be longer, but I was losing steam halfway through and I didn't want to postpone it. Sorry for any errors. I mainly wrote this while halfway asleep, and I'm a bit rusty when it comes to writing! :)

Who knew that babysitting your coworker could be so exhausting?

The team followed in pursuit of the lively preschooler, whose arms swung freely by their side as they ran through the countless empty halls that Black Mesa had to offer. Their head often swiveled to the left or right, so fast that the whole team swore that his little head could literally pop off of their shoulders at any minute, as he tried to take in as much scenery as they could to their small heart's content.

Maybe they should have stayed put in Darnold's lab.

"Gordon, could you maybe...slow down for a bit?"

Bubby called out in between their gasps for air. Sure, they despise admitting their shortcomings, but here they are, supposedly the so-called 'perfect lifeform' that scientists have taken years to almost perfect, having trouble catching up to the rest of the group and a mere 4-year-old.

Long were the days where they'd haphazardly burst out of their tube, sending glass flying everywhere as they led their researchers on a wild goose chase across the facility while shouting "FUCK YOU!!" and spewing flames left and right. Of course, they'd eventually get caught, and would be thrown back into their tube without so much as a second thought.

Things didn't have to end up like this. They could have just let them out from time to time. They were just tired of being stuck in the same god damn tube for thirty plus years and being prodded at like a frog undergoing dissection by a group of incompetent teens that had no idea what was going on. Not to mention, they were in dire need of  a change of scenery...

...Huh. Maybe they aren't so different after all.

"Dr. Bubby's right, Gordon," Tommy replied, snapping Bubby out of their deep thought, "Without Sunkist or Benrey, there is-there's no way that we can keep up with you. Plus, I think running aimlessly might interfere with OSHA guidelines. You could run into important equipment and it could break! You're like... a crocodile loose in a bowling alley!"

Tommy's response was greeted by a playful raspberry blown by Gordon himself.

"You guys worry about me too much!" The child jabbed, looking back at the group while continuously running.

"I'm not going to break anything Tommy─I'm very good at not breaking stuff! Even better than some big kids in big kid's school! That's what my mom said!"

"Plus, if something does happen, I got my alien pals and you guys!"

"He does have a fair point, you two!" Coomer added, not trailing too far from Gordon.

"Not once has Gordon here broken anything within the confines of Black Mesa─besides the space-time continuum, of course! Plus, he has got the science team to protect him from any sort of danger that might come their way!" He cheerfully gestures towards both Tommy and Bubby.

"Dr. Coomer, for fuck's sake, please don't tell me you're agreeing with him!" Bubby rebuked, "Sooner or later he's going to break something or something's going to break him! That's just how things are! Now use your extendo-arms to grab him!"

"Language Professor Bubby!" Coomer chided, "You should try to have more faith in Gordon! He's one of Black Mesa's best scientists after all!"

"Yeah! What Coomer said!" However, before they were able to stick out their tongue, which was very crucial, they ended up running into a stray trashcan at full force.

In one clumsy swoop, with a surprised, painful squeak to match, Gordon was on the floor.

His small face remained scrunched up seconds after the impact while a small hiss escaped his lips, as if he was afraid that any slight change in facial movement would cause the slightest pain to spread throughout his body, just like a newly cracked glowstick. 

His glasses hung askew on his face, teetering to one side and threatening to fall off the brim of his nose, yet there were no cracks or scratches visible on the lenses.

Well, that's one good thing to come out of this situation─another was that the science team was finally able to catch up to Gordon...

"GORDON!!" The science team hollared, staring down at the injured preschooler. Tommy bent down on one knee beside Gordon, placing one hand attentively behind his head and one on his chest, carefully sitting him up.

Upon closer examination, he didn't seem to be badly injured, although his face seemed to be fairly red.

"Gordon, could you please open your eyes for me?" Coomer gently says, bending down at eye level right in front of him, before pushing back and straightening Gordon's glasses."I want to check if you might have a concussion. If you don't know, a concussion, also known as a mild traumatic brain injury, is a head injury that temporarily affects brain functioning. Symptoms may include loss of consciousness, memory loss, headaches-"

"I'm...I'm fine, Coomer." Gordon said. His voice strained to mask the pain while slowly blinking his eyes open. 

"Nothing hurts, and I don't think I have a concu.. Coin push? Coin-push-hand? Yeah, a Coin-push-hand."

A partical lie. While yes, he did in fact not have a concussion, his head did hurt a tad bit from the impact. It wasn't anything major, like the time he scraped his knee trying to jump off a swing; it was more like whenever he used to get a splinter. The pain itself was quite dull and throbbing, but it was still present and boy did it let Gordon know.

But it's not like he could tell the science team about it either; there's no doubt that they'll baby and coddle him to the point of turning right back towards Darnold's lab, claiming 'it's too dangerous to continue on'.

And there's no way he was going to let that happen.

"...Are you sure about that?" Bubby asked, squinting at the preschooler while crossing their arms across their chest. "Your face is rather red..."

Gordon's eyes immediately widen as he springs up, causing both Tommy and Coomer to back up (but not too far, as Gordon ends up losing his footing, leading to both of them helping him to find his balance).

"Yup! I'm toooooo-tally fine! Don't worry!" He exclaims, his voice partially wavering as he tries to find his balance, briefly pinwheeling his arms rapidly and leaning from one foot to the other, before coming to a halt and putting his hands on his hips.

He might be radiating fake confidence, but hey, it's some sort of confidence!

"Well then, if that's the case, how about we continue on our merry way then?"

[sw124]

BonelyHearts Reader Insert4

{Female!ReaderXSkeleton household}

Camping! Pt.3

[Warning: I’m gonna be descriptive with the food so please eat something before you read this. No theirs nothing graphic, its just I’m describing the process of cooking some food, sorry if it makes you hungry]

You could’ve sworn that the trip wouldn’t be that long, guess you were wrong. Well never the less it was time to start dinner, before the trip even started you had volunteered to do ‘dinner’ on the camping trip while the others did ‘breakfast’. It was only four in the afternoon but dinner prep was gonna take a little bit plus you had to set up dessert too. If you started now you’d have it done in less then forty minutes, well no time to waist...especially with these boys.

You got out a few pots, two larger ones an one smaller one, one for boiling water, another to make the sauce and lastly the third was to collect the water. It was expensive but you bought two small propane burners, after the camping trip you can gift one out to a friend and keep the other for when you’d make Hotpot dishes for winter.

You filled the first pot with water, bottled water to be exact. Then put that on the first burner, you turned it on and set it to high, you added a touch some olive oil into the water and let it sit. Now on to the sauce, you reached into the cooler and pulled out a two large cartons of heavy whipping cream, a container of grated Parmesan cheese, a stick of butter, garlic paste in a squeeze tube, chopped parsley in a small ziplock and lastly the bag of mixed veggies. Zucchini, asparagus, onions, mushrooms, yellow squash and lastly carrots.

In the pot you threw in the stick of butter and a dollop of garlic paste, you put the pot on the other burner and melted the butter with the garlic, you threw in the veggies when the butter had just melted. You waited till the veggies were cooked throughly, mostly caramelizing the onions and mushrooms. Once that was done you added in the heavy whipping cream an Parmesan an started stirring. After you let that set you checked on the water, it was at a full boil now-

.....

“Boss I thought I told you I was handling dinner, either you go sit by the fire and wait or go for a walk.” You growled.

The one thing you hated was Boss leaning over you while you cooked, he knew you were preparing a pasta dish an by the law that is Boss he has to supervise you...not this time.

“I need to make sure your not going to add anything...unessesary to the dish.” He countered.

You groaned under your breath, you wanted this to be a bit of a surprise but of course that was wishful thinking....you shook your head and continued. Grabbing two boxes of spaghetti you poured them into the pot.

......

You looked up to find that Boss wasn’t alone, all of the skeletons were now crowding around the kitchen tent, intently watching you cook. You wondered if they were hungry and was planning to offer something to tide them over, that thought passed when you saw the remnants of chip crumbs on some of their clothing.

“Can I help you boys?” Your voice going mono.

“We’re just watching, gotta do something to ‘pasta’ time way, ya know?” Said Sans, earning a glare from half of the group.

Ash and Poplar strategical placed themselves near you, Poplar blocking Boss and his...needling gaze. Everyone else was just watching quietly, well Nox made a comment or two about the sauce bubbling but that was ok, he even reminded you about the parsley. It was also nice to have Russ help you strain out the water when the noodles were done.

“Ok, everything is just about ready. You boys get your bowls an I’ll start plating ok?”

The boys did as told, it was kinda cute seeing them all shuffle to get their bowls together. You had your bowl there along with your fork, Red got back first and you first filled his bowl partly with the noodles before ladling on the sauce...well it’s as more of a soup but you called it sauce. You make sure the noodles were half submerged. You repeated this until all ten skeletons had their portion, you filled your bowl next before joining them at the picnic table.

“Ok boys, lets dig in!” You announced.

You didn’t hesitate, you instantly twisted a bundle of spaghetti on to your fork along with some asparagus. It tasted heavenly, the creamy, buttery sauce mixed with the Parmesan was just delightful. You were happy that it turned out so well, you looked up. To your surprise and delight everyone seemed to be enjoying the food, Boss even gave you an approving nod.

“Wowie! I’ve got to tell Undyne about this, she an Alphys would love to try this dish!” Papyrus was beaming as he examined his food, his smile was just so cute.

Nox seemed better off eating in silence, but you couldn’t fake a smile of content like his. Blue was engulfing his noodles, you had to suppress a chuckle when he stared fanning his mouth, of course the food would still be hot. You poked at the carrots you had in your bowl, you were hoping they were cooked right and not too hard. After one bite you were delighted to find it had a little crunch but it was cooked properly.

“Whatcha call this anyway?” Asked Stretch, twirling his fork.

“It’s kinda like Alfredo but with a few stuff added in, it doesn’t really have a name. I just made this dish up one night when I was super hungry and didn’t want to go out in the pouring rain to get food, the only difference is the veggies.” You were slightly embarrassed in telling the story, despite it being true.

“Its still good though, you should invent dishes more often!” Said Blue, shoveling another bite into his mouth.

You smiled, thankful the food was cooked well. Ash and Poplar really seemed to like this dish, you wondered if it was because of the vegetables or the sauce. Either way it was cute seeing him try to get at least one of each veggie on his fork along with the noodles.

Soon everyone had finished eating and cleanup was underway, you noticed how quickly the sun had begun to set. Yep winter was fast approaching, cleanup didn’t take long at all with everyone helping out. Once everything was washed and put away for the evening it was time to bust out dessert. You hurry back to the van where you kept it, pulling out three large bags of marshmallows and a bag of frosted gram-cracker cookies. The top halves were frosted in chocolate, it’d make things a lot simpler.

“Ok boys time for dessert, we’re making s’mores!”

You handed each skeleton a long stick too use, they all were sharing a bewildered expression...had these boys not heard of s’mores?

“Do you guys know what s’mores are?”

“I’m afraid we don’t.” Said Papyrus.

“Oh well its a fun, interactive snack and common camping treat. I’ll show you how its done.”

You began by skewering your marshmallow, you got the large flat ones so it’d be easier for the skeletons to handle. You held your marshmallow over the fire, you loved this part so much, watching your marshmallow turn golden brown or even catch on fire and burn just a tiny bit. Once the marshmallow was done you showed them how to sandwich it between the gram cracker cookie, you told them that normally they’d have a plain gram cracker and a bit of chocolate to do it but you wanted to make it easier and quicker. You even mentioned that to them while you were making your s’more.

“An there you have it, your very own s’more!”

You held it up and showed them, you then took a big bite and just like you expected the marshmallow stretched out...and it tasted amazing. Gooey, sweet and crunchy, the chocolate was melting and it wasn’t dripping on to your fingers.

You watched everyone follow your lead, you also said they can just eat the roasted marshmallow if they wanted or the gram cracker cookie instead. Which was what some of them did, Russ was having fun making the s’mores. Awe he looked like a little kid when he took that first bite, Nox though didn’t seem that impressed and settled for just the cookie. Stretch was pouring some honey on his s’more, Blue was scolding him about it, Poplar and Ash were throughly enjoying making s’mores together.

Papyrus was yelling at Sans again, Sans marshmallow now turned into a comet, Red and Boss settled for the gram cracker and roasted marshmallows. It was cute watching them all experience a traditional treat of camping, you made another s’more and switched to just making roasted marshmallows. Nox was kind enough to get some drinks but just for you and Russ, when questioned by Blue he countered saying he wasn’t everyone’s servant and they all had legs that weren’t broken. An besides he got one for you cause you were a lady and you had prepared dinner, it was only proper.

After having your fill of marshmallows you were about to get up and start the process of cleaning up the dishes. Well that was the plan until you felt Poplar’s hand rest on your shoulder.

“No, no don’t get up. We’ll take care of clean the dishes and everything, you just relax.”

You blinked, surprised. “Are you sure, there’s a lot to clean up-“

Sans stood up. “Rule is if you make dinner then you don’t have to clean up the kitchen.”

“A rule that you don’t seem to follow brother.” Growled Papyrus but smiled. “But he is right human, you shouldn’t shoulder the burden of clean up. The ten of us will have it done in no time!”

“If your sure then alright, the communal wash station is just up the way there; Sans I’m sure you can show them.”

Sans nodded, everyone else got up and started cleaning up the kitchen tent area. Nox was sure that Russ didn’t slack off, Red wasn’t happy about being forced to get up and work but he couldn’t say much with Boss standing over him. You watched all ten skeletons shuffle off over the hill, it was nice of them to do the clean up but at the same time you felt kinda bad since you made a little mess while doing it. Well you knew how to remedy that!

You stood up, walked to the kitchen tent and started preparing mugs of your special coco for them. Coffee was going to be rationed so you felt slightly bad for Nox but it was too late for coffee anyway, you filled each mug carefully and smiled. You took some of the left over marshmallows and put them in the mugs, you had just put the last marshmallow in when the boys came back.

“Hey guys, the coco is ready if you want some.”

You didn’t have to say it twice, the boys were all over that coco. Though Nox wasn’t happy about not getting his coffee but he digressed, he put his marshmallow into Russ’s cup. You smiled an enjoyed your own cup, the rest of the night was spent chatting and playing word games with them. Word games like ‘Going to the picnic’ which was your favorite game cause you could be as sarcastic as you wanted to be.

After finishing the fourth game of ‘going to the picnic’ you checked your watch. It was fifteen minutes to ten, that meant bed time. You wanted to get up early to start the second day of camping.

“Ok boys its getting close to ten lets start getting ready for bed.”

Unlike with most people no one groaned, they all simply agreed that it was getting late and it was time to sleep. First thing you were going to do is take a shower in the communal showers nearby.

“H-Human are you going to take a shower?” Asked Russ.

“Yes, why you gonna get one too?”

You noted a lot of the skeletons looked...concerned, was something wrong with the showers?

“Actually we’re in need of showers as well, let us accompany you if you don’t mind.” Said Boss.

“Oh, well grab your things and follow me ok?”

That wasn’t a problem, you grabbed a bag with your toiletries inside along with your sleeping attire you picked for camping. You were about to leave when you noticed...only Russ and Boss had got their things. Everyone else was busy trying to find their things.

“Shall we go human?” Asked Boss.

“Don’t you want to wait for everyone?”

“They said to go on ahead, they’ll catch up with us.” Said Russ.

You shrugged and headed for the showers with Boss and Russ, you noticed they were walking very close to you...despite you were leading the way with one of the flashlights you brought with. You tried not to think about it, what you wanted was a shower. The hikes today had been sweat inducing and you wanted to freshen up, you walked into the women’s side and found you weren’t alone. Other women were in there from the other campsites.

It was fun chatting with them as you all showered together, one of them was a elderly woman in her mid-sixties enjoying her forty-fifth anniversary with her husband. You gawked at the number, wow forty five years. The other woman with you was a younger lady camping with her fiancée, you had a laugh with the two women comparing them together. The young lady getting married turning into the older married lady with many years of happiness.

You enjoyed chatting with them, once you dried off you walked outside. Boss and Russ were there having showered and changed, you hoped they didn’t wait long. You were escorted back, was it you or were the two of them very vigilant on the way back. You felt like one of the s’mores when they were walking so close to you, your arms were even touching them. Once back another group went to shower, it was weird but...you chalked it up to them being concerned with you walking in the dark. Though you were sure there were no wild animals.

You gave a small yawn and crawled into your tent, you took off your shoes and slipped on some thick socks. Your feet got cold quickly, your pajamas for this camping trip were sweatpants and a light sweater. It was gonna get kinda cold since it was autumn, you turned on your camping lamp before going back outside. You made sure everything was put away and the fire was properly put out with, once that was done you crawled back into your tent. You zipped up the flap in your tent but unzipped the other two sides, most of the skeletons had come back already.

You dimmed your light and took out a book, you weren’t quite sleepy yet so decided a book was nice for a while. You said goodnight to your boys before zipping up the flaps on both sides.

It was only ten minutes later you felt your eyelids getting heavy, you put a bookmark in the book, turned the lamp off and tucked yourself into your sleeping bag.

Lulled to sleep by the sound of nature....and some skeletons snoring.

To be continued..

[For context, I’ve gotten questions on why I had the reader start dinner at four. Where I’m from in the upper Midwest it gets dark very quickly in both Fall and Winter so for that reason why dinner started early, that and in my family we start cooking around 4-4:30 so that everyone can get something done before supper. Examples are making a call, doing a chore, going to deliver something etc. This is dedicated to the @bonelyheartsclub I hope you enjoy this I’m having a lot of fun writing these.]