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lysmune · 4 years ago

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Twins

You spend your day with Beelzebub, your night with Belphegor.

For the twins’ 2021 birthday. Fluff. Cute stuff for once. Time and memos. Attic Sandwich.

i: 8:00AM

A tangerine sticky note on the fridge. He recognises that handwriting anywhere.

‘Happy birthday, Beel! There’s cake on the top shelf of the fridge and everything on the third shelf is yours. I hope you like the food, and here’s to a fulfilling breakfast.’

It ends with a few hearts and a smiley face, and it makes him grin. He opens the fridge to find an array of delights: rice balls stuffed with salmon; pastrami (He thinks that’s what they’re called) sandwiches piled high; Madam Scream’s macarons; a generous bowl of cold noodles, whose toppings have been neatly packed into individual lunch boxes, and the chocolate roll cake that tops it all, stuffed to the brim with chocolate cream and decorated with fresh strawberries.

All of this must’ve taken hours of preparation, and he smiles, touched by the amount of care, by the fact that you’ve thought of him.

In return, he sits down and slowly, taking his time, savours all the food you’ve cooked for him.

ii: 9:00 AM

Dressed in a new top and cargo pants, you kiss his cheek and wish him happy birthday in greeting before he responds by nuzzling your neck, arms wrapping around you, picking you up with ease and spinning you in a small circle.

“Thanks for the breakfast,” he beams as he settles you down on your feet, though he never quite lets you go, pecking the edge of your lips quickly. “Going anywhere special?”

You grin. “Anywhere you want today, Beel.”

iii: 1:00 PM

Wherever he goes, you follow, hand in hand as you both stroll through Devildom with amicable chatter and many, many stops. The homeware stores are what catch his attention and he leads you into them pretty frequently, perusing the blankets, the plushies, the pyjamas, particularly fixated on the bear-patterned ones.

“They’re for Belphie,” he clarifies, and he asks for your opinion, asks if you find anything that his twin might adore. It’s the lapis-dyed blanket, soft to the touch and patterned with polar bears and dots, that you pick out and Beel, without a second thought, without a question, purchases it. He apologises for dragging you through the process, but you squeeze his hand tighter in reassurance.

“You’re sweet, Beel,” and he blushes crimson to the tips of his ears, smiling gently before he presses his lips to your cheek.

With a slight tug, he pulls the both of you into the fluorescent-lit streets and you realise that he isn’t walking as fast as usual when he drops to your side.

iv: 3:00 PM

“You’re not hungry, Beel?” you ask as he pops open a soda and he cocks his head to the side. “You didn’t eat lunch.”

Oh. Now that I think about it. He supposes he hasn’t, which is just as surprising to him as it is to you; he’s never skipped a meal, not even by accident. He should be famished, on all accounts, but he’s strangely full. Maybe it’s because he’s had his sights wholly on you the entire day.

“Do you want me to make you something?” you ask, to which he shakes his head, extending his hand out instead. You take it and he, making sure to be careful, pulls you to him, and he watches your brow crease with worry. “You okay?”

“I’m okay,” he assures. This close, he smells you, sweet and honeyed, and he finds himself eyeing your lips. “Can I ...?”

Laughter spills, then, “Of course.”

Leaning forward, he captures you in a kiss, his hands resting on your waist while you clasp yours behind his neck. Orange on the tip of his tongue, the taste of bittersweet chocolate and coffee, and you, and it’s enough to make him feel a little warmer, a little light headed. For a moment, he pulls away to let you breathe before he returns for a second one, this time a little rougher, fingers hovering up and down your sides. He hums into your mouth, delighted as you tug and card through his hair, and he has to remind himself to be softer when he holds you closer, bodies flushed, bereft of distance.

He lets himself linger when he breaks it off, your swollen lips barely touching his, your forehead against his as you let your palms rest on his chest, cheeks dusted red, the heat of it all near unbearable. So beautiful and he can’t help but kiss you again, light and brief this time, before he loosens his grip on you.

“I like you,” he finds himself confessing as he gazes at you, raising his hand to your cheek. “I like you a lot.”

“I like you, too, Beel,” you reply as you thumb a peck into his palm, pressing closer.

”I’m glad,” he replies, his voice soft, the sound of his heart loud in his ear. “I feel full whenever I'm with you, and you always make me really happy.”

v: 4:00 PM

A pillow covered in white fluff with a pair of bear ears sewn onto two of the tips and a pompom for a tail, a violet sticky note tacked atop its head. Belphegor wants to laugh at the gift you’ve left for him, but he squeezes it to his chest instead, cuddling it.

The stitch work isn’t perfect, he can tell. Ears lopsided, frayed bits of thread, meandering seams, and when the odd, perfect sew catches his eye, he’s sure it’s Asmo’s handiwork, not yours; he chuckles at the thought.

Plucking the note, he leans back against his bed and reads it.

‘Hey, Belphie, happy birthday! I’m not the best at sewing, but I hope you like the bear pillow. Here’s to even sweeter dreams.’

A heart and a few stars scrawled at the end, Belphegor can’t help but smile before he sticks your note on the wall beside him.

vi: 6:00 PM

With a plate of today’s dinner in your hand, you knock on the twins’ door, calling out to him before you take a step back. You’re surprised when he greets you almost immediately, something he doesn’t do that often, considering his sleeping habits.

“Took you long enough,” he huffs as he grabs your hand and leads you into the room.

“I was grabbing you dinner,” you point out, setting the plate down on the table beside his armchair. “Did I miss something?”

He shakes his head, a mischievous smile curving his lips. “Nope, I just wanted to see you.”

Leaning forward, he presses a quick kiss onto the top of your cheekbone before he sinks into the chair, dragging it closer as motioning for you to sit on his bed, reaching for his meal once he’s settled.

“Did you have a good day with Beel?” he asks, eyes sparkling once he takes in the sight of sushi before him; you chuckle. Sure it’d been a little pricey, like most human world foods that Akuzon stocks, but you figure you could always make an exception for his birthday.

“I did,” you answer as he stuffs an ebi nigiri into his mouth, chewing.

He swallows, then, “Good, then you’re mine for the rest of the night, yes?”

“Yep.”

He hums in approval. “Great. Give me a minute and we can have a little fun.”

vii: 8:00 PM

Belphegor ends up taking longer than you anticipated, though you’re not complaining, seeing as he’s striking up conversation most of time, whether that be about your outing with Beelzebub today or how you’re feeling, in general.

“Did Beel give you his gift?” you ask while he places the plate back onto the table.

“Yep,” he confirms. Lacing his fingers with yours, he leads you towards the staircase, turning back to flash you lazy, cheeky grin. “Your gift was just as cute, though.”

You chuckle out a ‘thank you’ before be whisks you right up the stairs and onto the loft of their room. It’s a shared space, Beelzebub’s half filled with racks of snacks, a copper coloured speaker beside it along with a misplaced dumbbell or two, while Belphegor’s is dotted with blankets and throws, puffed up pillows encircling the telescope that claims centrepiece.

He seats himself at the far right corner, pulling you down with him, snuggling up to you after he drapes a blanket across your forms. Glancing up, you watch the painted stars across his ceiling dance through the drapery, shifting like sun sparked azurite, violet streaking the slow moving celestial bodies. “How beautiful.”

Belphegor hums in agreement before you hear a switch click shut. In an instant, everything is brighter, the night sky coming to life above you in golden glimmers as you let out a sigh of wonder. He laughs beside you, tugging you closer until your side hits his, and he rests his head on your shoulder.

Carding your fingers through his hair, you wonder if this is enough for him, that just being there is what he wants. As if he noticing your worry, he says, “Thank you for being here, really.”

You smile at his words, pushing a few locks behind his ear. “It’s your birthday, Belphie. I’ll stay the whole night if that’s what you want.”

“I want a lot more than that,” he whispers and, before you can even think of a reply, he presses his lips against yours, hands cupping your cheek as you clasp yours behind his neck. He tastes like mint, clean and peppery, the smell of shampoo lingering in the air when he pulls apart after his tongue skims yours for a brief, teasing moment. He gives you no time to catch your bearings, trailing kisses down the column of your neck, suckling and playfully biting, leaving you love marks that you’re sure are going to show tomorrow. “Can I be a little bit more selfish?”

“Yes,” you sigh out and his smile crescents into you skin.

v: 2:00 AM

“Sleep here tonight,” he states. It isn’t a question, it’s an order, one that you comply to with nod of your head and, as if on cue, you yawn. He laughs, taking your hand in his before he sweeps you to your feet. “Tired?”

“Just a little,” you assure, though Belphegor’s not quite as convinced. “I can still stay up.”

With a shake of a head, he’s tugging you down the staircase, making sure that he’s not rushing his steps. “You’re really not that good of a liar,” he points out and you offer him a lopsided frown, bleary-eyed, shoulders hunched over.

Honestly, it’s really not surprising that you’re tired. Beel sent him a picture of the monstrous feast you’d cooked up and he’s sure that must’ve taken at least half a day; then there’s the pillow you made for him, which probably took a lot of trial and error. Today, he suspects, has exhausted the last reserves of your energy and, while he’s happy that you’re willing to push yourself for him, he’d rather you get some rest.

Leading you to the bed, he watches in amusement as you flop onto the mattress, clearly fatigued while he sits at the edge, arms crossed over his head. “Thought you said you weren’t tired.”

“I’m - oh,” and he follows your gaze to the sticky note he’s taped onto the wall; your sticky note. He catches the blush that starts to creep across your cheeks, head quirking to the side. “Oh.”

“I just had to keep it. It’s from you, after all,” he professes and your gaze softens, and it warms him inside out. “I like you; I like everything about you.”

You sit up, pressing a quick peck to the edge of his lips. “I like you, too,” and he lets the words settle into him, skin tingling with goosebumps.

He allows you to pull him with you when you lay back down into the bed and you let out a laugh. He simply sighs, turning his back against the wall to face you, wrapping an arm around your waist, bringing you in closer.

Your arms slip under his to rest at the back of his shoulders. “Stay here?”

“Where else would I go?” You chuckle. “That’s true,” you manage as you snuggle against him, burying your head into his chest. The sight of you, so vulnerable and so trusting of him, makes his breath hitch in his throat, makes him feel a little lighted, and he presses a kiss onto the crown of your head.

“Good night.”

#obey me #obey me shall we date #swd obey me #belphegor x reader #beelzebub x reader #munewrites #f: obey me #ch: belphegor #ch: beelzebub #an: happy birthday to these precious twins #an: i'm well aware that mY DUMB ASS IS OVERDUE #an: but I just wanted to finish this fic off #an: wOw fLuFf #an: god i am terrible at fluff and IT SHOWS GOD #an: i'm bad at writing anything remotely happy #an: also belphie was such a struggle to write #an: i wanted him to be straightforward and cheeky/audacious #an: not sure if I did that BUT HERE IT IS

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gisellelx · 4 years ago

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Daffodils

Pairing: Carlisle/Esme Word count: 1600 TW: Esme’s backstory

March 1, 1921

Carlisle was angry.

Well, not angry. Esme had to amend her understanding of that word. Charles had been angry. She remembered what anger looked like, sounded like, felt like against and within her body. If Carlisle was able to get angry, she certainly hadn’t seen it yet, and where he was now wasn’t that.

Carlisle was upset. That word better matched the draw in his brow, the tightness of his jaw. He paced his study, slowly, because the room was too small to afford him the room to move at his full speed.

Edward had come to her a week ago, in the garden, at night, the moonlight shading across both their bodies such that it made their skin seem to become a silvery shimmer. He’d sat across from her, his knees pulled to his chest, watching as she carefully put bulbs into the ground. It was still too early; the ground still likely to freeze. They were so much further north than London, the tiny rural enclave where she’d so freely swung from the branches of the huge crabapple tree in her front yard. At this time of year, the daffodils would already be starting to peek their way out from the thawing dirt, their orange and yellow-white heads cheerily greeting the tired Ohioan farmhands who were starting to prepare the fields. Her mother had always kept the beds neatly; ensuring that year after year a crop of the bright little flowers would appear just in time for St. David’s Day.

And so she was planting them, in the moonlight, knowing that it would be several weeks before they made their appearance. Like everything, it was the time which had shifted. The way her body moved so much more quickly. The way she could perch in perfect stillness on a tree branch, no longer worried about taking a fall and fracturing her leg. The way death had stolen away from her in three days of agony, and she’d awoken to the kind, concerned face of this man she had never forgotten.

Carlisle.

She’d asked his name, ten years ago. She remembered the way his brow furrowed in confusion when he’d told her. The tiny hitch in his voice when he admitted that he didn’t remember his mother. She hung onto every word, stored every flickering glance he’d given her. Even through the haze of the laudanum she’d remembered, and it had been so easy, sliding into this household with the kind doctor and the affable, but aloof, boy.

Edward had sat in the garden for a half hour, watching her dig, plant a bulb, and pat the earth back down, over and over, before he made clear his reason for coming outside.

“You have to tell him, Esme,” he said, his tone hard and frustrated and she sighed.

She didn’t want to burden Edward. He was a boy. His body had never filled out as it would have had he matured even a few years more. And even as an immortal, he was only twenty. The images that she tried valiantly to keep from her mind, lest he see them—she knew they hurt him. Charles’ hands, the way they moved when she had displeased him, so fast she didn’t even see them before she felt their impact. The constant fear. The way nothing was ever good enough—the groceries she bought, too expensive, the curtains she sewed with inexpert seams. Edward had heard the bellowing voice, felt her entire body tense at the sound of the good shoes crossing the threshold, the wool coat and hat finding their way to the hook by the door.

And what had happened over and over on the second floor, in the privacy of their bedroom—Edward had seen that, too.

“I can’t,” she told him.

“He has to know.”

She shook her head.

“Esme…he cares for you. He has to know.” The boy’s voice was hard, frustrated.

The words caught her up short. He cared for her, she knew that much. He’d taught her to hunt, and he gave her things to read. He showered her with anything she wanted; dresses, furniture, even flowers when she asked. But he was so reserved, disappearing into his study when they weren’t together.

“How will he take it,” she whispered, and Edward only shook his head.

“I don’t know,” he’d said. “But he has to know.”

So it had been three days ago, now, that she’d told Carlisle. And the gentle doctor had listened, and nodded, and gently touched her shoulder. She’d cried, the heaving tearless sobs that were now the mark of her new existence. And he’d comforted her, squeezing her shoulder, even stroking her cheek. When she felt calm, and he was certain of her security, he announced he was going to take a walk and disappeared for several hours.

And that had been that, she thought. He listened, and he absorbed her story, and it was one more thing about her that he simply took as part of her. She was grateful for the acceptance, pleased with the quiet way he’d accepted it. But it unraveled in the days after. The blond doctor withdrew. He stopped talking to her. Stopped touching her shoulder in the affectionate way he’d begun to before she’d given him the information. When she entered a room he flinched, looking away.

She felt…afraid of him, which seemed so uncharacteristic for Carlisle, the gentle man she’d met ten years ago and who had given her no reason to doubt him now. So she followed him here, to his study, where he had warmly invited her to join him anytime. He stood at once, began pacing, making her wonder if her presence was unwelcome.

He was so obviously upset.

“You’re angry with me,” she said quietly, and he became perfectly still at once. It was an eerie stillness, a stillness she was still getting used to. Carlisle was so good at human habits, and Edward only slightly less so, that when they stopped moving in the way their kind were able to, a perfect cessation of motion, not breathing, not so much as twitching—it still took her by surprise.

He shook his head. “I’m not angry with you.”

“You’ve stopped touching me.” Because she was undesirable? She supposed she deserved that.

He looked at her, his brow furrowed. “Have I?”

She nodded.

“I didn’t realize.” He came to her side, seated himself on the arm of the chair. He took her hand, placing it between both of his and caressing her knuckles.

“You’re angry.”

And in a flash, he was on the other side of the room, his back against the wall.

She swallowed. This much was right. “You’re angry,” she repeated.

He shook his head. “Not with you, Esme. Never with you.”

“But you’re angry.”

He nodded, slowly, standing back up, dropping her hand and thrusting his hands into his hair. They clutched at the golden locks, squeezing frantically, intermittently as he began to pace again.

“I just… What beasts are we, men? To do this? I stopped touching you because I can’t bear the thought that my hands might feel like—”

“You could never be him,” she said quietly.

He shook his head. “You don’t know that.”

She shrank back into the chair, one of two luxurious ones he had installed in his study. For what reason, she suddenly wondered. Edward didn’t need to sit, and neither did she. Carlisle was so perfect in his charade, in the nearly three centuries of masking himself as a human, that he rarely missed these finer details which so easily could go unnoticed.

What did he mean? At once, her former husband’s face materialized in her mind. Already, as Edward and Carlisle told her it would, his visage was growing dimmer, less distinct, as though he were in a dream. He was becoming a faceless demon; her only memory his hands and his voice. But the memory of his fist was crystal clear…

Downstairs, the piano abruptly stopped.

“You could never be him,” she repeated.

And he whirled. His eyes, the glorious amber eyes she loved, flashed dark. When he spoke, his voice was high pitched and rapid. “Do you know that, Esme? Do you know that I could somehow not be him? That I don’t have it within me to hurt someone? Are you certain? Because I want to hurt him.”

The shock of his words made her flinch, and he didn’t miss it. His body lost a little of its tension. His shoulders relaxed ever so slightly, the fist she didn’t realize he’d balled—did he know he’d done it?—released itself back flat.

“I want to hurt him so badly,” he choked. “That’s why I couldn’t be near you. I can’t let you see me this way.” His hand opened and closed again, as though it couldn’t decide what to do.

She shrank back. “Please,” she felt herself saying, and the words were old. She didn’t mean to be begging Carlisle, of all people, but the begging felt familiar. “Please don’t. Don’t be upset.”

“Esme, of course I’m upset!” he bellowed. “I love you!”

He stopped suddenly, swallowed, and staggered several steps backward

“You…” she tried to repeat the words but found they didn’t make sense.

Carlisle seemed just as surprised as he repeated the words. “I…love you.”

Esme didn’t think about what she did next. Charles had said those words to her, what? Once? Maybe twice? Enough that they were already fading? She still wasn’t used to the way her new body moved, to the fact that as Carlisle protested, she was stronger than he was, and would be for a good while. When she shoved him against the desk, it creaked and groaned under their combined weight; when she straddled him and pressed her hands against his jaw.

“I love you,” he groaned again into her lips. The desk protested further.

“I love you,” she repeated.

He placed his hands on her face, pulling her back from him so that she could look into his eyes. They were the orange gold, partway between when he’d hunted recently and when he would need to hunt immediately. She knew, now, after watching for weeks, how his eyes went from the flaxen gold, to the light yellow, to the darkness of old honeycomb before he set out to hunt again. Now they were just the right yellow; the pale color of the corona of the flower she had planted in the cold garden, weeks late.

And as she pressed her lips to his again, she realized that perhaps her daffodils had bloomed on St. David’s Day, after all.

#carlisle cullen #esme cullen #tw: domestic violence #fanfiction #twilight

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hyunhour · 4 years ago

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right behind you ] [ felix au

a/n: yoohoo! been wanting to write a yandere themed fic for the longest time and finally got around to it. note that i do not condone this sort of behaviour and it certainly isn’t meant to be glamourized. yes, this story isn’t supposed to be all sunshine and rainbows. loosely inspired by “never ever getting rid of me – christopher fitzgerald” this is for fictional purposes only! it doesn’t depict the actuality of my sunshine boy at all!

yandere!felix, barista!hyunjin, barista!reader, unrequited love, obsessive love, toxicity

tw: yandere themes

word count: 2k

walking home alone after midnight had been a common occurrence for you after taking late night shifts at work. maybe you should start taking earlier shifts instead.

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Your steps were heavy, slugged as you dragged your feet across the concrete path. There was only the sound of the wind howling as it gently caresses you, accompanied by the music softly playing from your earphones.

The streets were dimly lit, only neon lights of pubs being a reliable source of light. All the stores that lined the pavement were closes, shutters locked shut. There was not a single soul in sight, besides yours of course. It felt lonely, but comforting, the tranquility of the serene night enveloping you in a newfound safety.

« Shuffle, shuffle. »

More shuffling.

You quickened your pace. You were dubious about whether those footsteps were yours, but they weren’t matching with yours at all.

So, you’re not alone after all.

Anxiety washed over you, goosebumps prickling at the surface of your skin. You no longer felt the peace that the night held you in, only fear and panic surging from within you. Perhaps, you were overreacting. It could very well be a passer-by, just wanting to hurry back home, like you.

You shrugged off your doubts momentarily, warranting yourself a bit of relief. Right, you are probably overreacting.

But, just to be sure. You took a sharp left turn on your heels, opposite from the usual route you took home. Just as you thought, the footsteps trailed behind you. They were slow and steady, as if it was mocking you. You could just turn, it was right behind you.

Your hands stiffened in the pockets of your jacket, gathering sweat in your palms. You know that the way down this road was going to be to your old elementary school, otherwise known as a dead end. This person had to stop sooner or later at one of the houses scattered around the area. That had to be it. You’re overthinking this all.

« Shuffle. Shuffle. »

It had been a good five minutes of you walking down this pathway. This person is still hot on your trail, close enough for you to hear them but far away enough for them to.. to?

You’re overthinking. Overreacting. Over–

“Hah,”

That wasn’t you. Your lips were firmly pressed into a tight line, which made it harder for you to breathe in the cold weather. The only sounds escaping from you was the light wheezing of your lungs from your ragged breathing.

Your legs were losing vigour, instead they were shaking. Your stomach felt knotted, the deepening anxiety further tightening it. The inky darkness of the night no longer felt welcoming, instead it began to engulf you. You felt the invisible walls closing in on you as the footsteps behind you, got closer, and closer.

Right behind you.

Just turn.

Turn and see it.

Finally, mustering all the bits of bravery inside of you, your steps came to a halt. You had to be sure. This was the only way.

The footsteps had stopped as well.

Dread twisted in your gut as you turned around, painfully slow.

Within a blink of an eye, a dark figure that you couldn’t quite make out from the lack of light, sped off to the alley right around the corner. It was quick, and it almost made you doubt yourself, that you even saw it in the first place.

All your self-doubts dissolved immediately once you noticed something had actually fallen out of the person’s hold. It flayed around helplessly in the light breeze on the concrete path. It was a handkerchief, a pale cream coloured one, delicate to the touch. Your hands briefly hovering above, before retrieving it.

Your eyes scanned the foreign object, your fingers just ghosting along the seam lines. Down the handkerchief, your finger continued to trail.

« F.L »

Were those initials? They had been sewed on in a garish red thread, completely in contrast with the cream coloured cloth.

You slipped it into your pocket without thinking much of it, your mind was clouded with pride, the fact that you were actually able to ward off the creep.

—

It has been a day since that odd incident.

Hyunjin was busying himself with making the drinks, avoiding the cashier at all costs in order to dodge the multiple girls that lined up just for him. You laughed silently to yourself as yet another girl approached you, the cashier, for Hyunjin’s help instead.

“Sorry bub, he’s busy right now.” you meekly apologized, a faint smile plastered onto your face.

The girl before you whined, her eyes glued onto Hyunjin, who was at the back of the counter. He sneered, he lost count of how many times you had to say that fixated reply to almost every customer. He almost felt bad for you.

You finished tending to all the customers, immediately scurrying over to Hyunjin to help him out with making the drinks. You were adjusting the apron around your body before Hyunjin holds an arm out in front of you.

“Don’t.” he pauses briefly, “your coffee is fucking bitter.”

Your lips part apart in shock, smacking him at his arm. He winces in pain before retracting himself and scoffing.

“I’m trying, okay?” you roll your eyes at him, not amused at his usual bluntness. He reiterates you in a mocking way, rolling his eyes in return as well.

“Where the fuck is your nametag?” he stares down at your breast pocket, where sure enough, it was empty. You were hoping that he wouldn’t realize about your missing nametag, which you left at home. “Stop cussing at work, you asshole. I promise to bring it tomorrow,” you retorted, crossing your arms over your chest.

“Are you kidding me? You had like, one job–“ he berated, a string of incoherent words mumbled under his breath. You just couldn’t be bothered to even listen to his nagging anymore, thus putting on a deaf ear and just nodding your head to whatever words he relentlessly spewed out. “I swear your nametag spends more time at home than at work. You’re lucky, boss doesn’t know.” he remarked, causing you to grunt in response.

“Boss doesn’t care, thus boss will never know.” you smirked smugly at him, before distancing yourself from him as he flings a couple more vulgar insults at your face.

You had recently just started working as a barista, after Hyunjin pestered you about being lonely at work. It was another impulsive decision that Hyunjin easily manipulated you into taking without ever doing a double take. How could you resist when he pulled out those puppy dog eyes and pouty lips? Annoying fuck.

The bell against the front door chimed, a clear indication that a new customer had just stepped foot.

“Welcome!” both you and Hyunjin greeted, softly laughing at each other because of the unplanned perfect timing.

You were ready to receive another order, probably from another hormonal teenage girl that was ready to pounce on Hyunjin.

Boy, you were wrong.

It was a man. A very beautiful man at that. He stood at the door, soft eyes meeting your tentative ones. He sweeps his silver tresses back with his hand, before offering you one of the most gingerly-looking smiles. Your heart fluttered at the enticing sight. He didn’t go straight for the cashier. His eyes darted from the menu that was on the wall behind you, and then back to you, shyly avoiding your eyes now. What happened to that confidence he strutted in with?

He lingered at the entrance for a while, taking hesitant steps as he ventures further in to the café. You had gotten tired of waiting around for him, so you decided to help out Hyunjin—this time with refilling the coffee beans into the hopper. He so stubbornly insisted upon you not making any drinks until he could properly guide you, which would be after the store closes.

“That dude is iffy,” Hyunjin mumbles under his breath, briefly turning to face the entrance of the store, and then back to you.

“Iffy? Yeah, you.” you mock, and he nudges your arm a little too hard.

“I’m serious, Y/N.” he says, before leaning down to your ear, “he keeps looking at you, and like– salivating? Not over the food, but you.” You follow him, and sure enough, the silver-haired man had been staring right back at you unabashedly before looking away moments later. “Of all things.. you?” he reiterates, putting his finger on his chin, as if deep in thought.

You almost choke at his choice of words, caught off guard by his bluntness yet again. You pinch his arm, earning a whimper from him before he returns the same pinch onto your arm, if not more painful.

“Fuck you.” you hiss under your breath, pulling away.

“I was being a nice friend, looking out for you.” he hisses in return. You and Hyunjin both bicker for a while, causing you to spill some coffee beans onto the countertop, earning another earful from Hyunjin. God, he wasn’t even the manager but he sure was niggling like one.

“May I..” a voice from a distance interrupted your bickering, and you were almost thankful for it. You stick your tongue out at Hyunjin playfully before tending to the cashier.

“Yes! How may I help you?” maybe you were a little too excited, the poor boy in front of you jumping a little, obviously surprised at your gleefulness. It was the same person that had been standing around the entrance of the café, he was also always picking at the bed of his nails with his teeth, a habit that you noticed from just a few moments of looking at him. You felt an inkling of pity for this boy.

“I’d–” he choked on his words, his cheeks reddening. You chuckled softly, this kid probably has some major social anxiety. It wasn’t new to you to receive shy customers.

“It’s okay.” you motioned for him to continue, nodding your head. His eyes locked with yours briefly, a glow of light circled around his pupils momentarily, sparse freckles adorned his pale face as he chewed incessantly on the bottom of his lip. Out of anxiety, probably.

You had to break away the eye contact, feeling tense under his watchful eyes. It had gotten a bit uncomfortable with him doing more of staring than talking. This wasn’t normal.

“I’d like..” he resumes, sucking in a deep breath, “a medium vanilla frappe.” the sides of his lips tug upwards tremulously, and his eyes begin to waver.

“That’ll be $6!” you chirped, trying to coat the awkwardness within you with glee instead. He nodded, his hands frantically fishing for change in his pockets.

You open your palm up to him, not losing notice of the way he stares at it. His eyes linger for a moment before placing his money onto your palm, his fingertips just barely grazing the surface of your skin. It all went by painfully slow. You sighed, retracting your hand. He, however, seemed a lot more happier than before. His eyes glistening still at the newfound physical interaction, although small; it was still something. A wide smile crept up onto his face.

Brushing it all off, you returned his change by sliding it over the counter. Usually, you wouldn’t be that rude but this customer particularly did actually feel iffy as per Hyunjin’s words. You took in his smile that disappeared, a solemn frown in place instead on his freckled face.

“Your name, Sir?” you questioned, readying a plastic cup and a permanent marker. He cleared his throat, “Felix.”

“Felix Lee.”

You could’ve sworn your heart had stopped beating for a moment. Moments of the previous night flickered on and off in your head, whizzing by quickly before you could even comprehend what you had just realized.

« F.L »

Felix Lee.

“I’ll be waiting, Y/N.” he coos, before backing away from you. His words, his tone and the volume of his already low voice, letting goosebumps bubbling to the surface of your skin. The familiar feeling of anxiousness washing over you once again, fear having a grip on your throat, causing you to have the inability to even interrogate him.

When did you tell him your name? Right, it must be from your nametag–

Your nametag?

Your finger ghosted over the bare breast pocket of your apron, no nametag pinned onto it. You recall only remembering your nametag once, which was your first day of work. Other than that, it was stuck at home.

This all had to be some sort of sick, sick coincidence.

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Eating Habits Chapter 13: Bliss

The semester is passing by quickly as Adrien and Marinette live happily together, supporting each other in everything they do.

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Her feet aching from the long week of classes fresh out of winter break, Marinette shambled up the stairs and blearily stood in front of the door to her shared home. Her faint hope that it would open on its own extinguished. A few long moments passed before she worked up the energy to open the door, slowly lifting her tired arms as if every centimeter of movement was an absolute chore.

As she stepped into the apartment, she was vaguely aware of the meat and vegetables sitting out on the kitchen counter, but much more important was the mop of blonde hair and the strong back poking out from behind the couch. At the sound of the door closing, Adrien looked behind him with an expression that started off curious before lighting up with a bright smile.

“Bugaboo! Amazing timing as usual, I was just about to get up and-” He was cut off as she plopped onto the couch, resting her head on his lap as she curled up into a more comfortable position, “-and make dinner, but I guess we can sit here for a little while.” Picking up the remote, he turned down the volume of the show on the television. “Wanna talk about it?”

She groaned and reached out her hand, groping around until she found his. Dragging her prize, she dropped his hand onto the back of her head.

Adrien laughed, a sound that was already soothing her aching muscles. His hands began playing with her hair and she sighed in satisfaction. “Poor tired bug. I can’t imagine just sewing and studying all day make you this tuckered out. Did you go to the gym after classes too? I keep telling you that you have to start smaller.”

Marinette was too tired to contribute much to the conversation, but just having him there, listening to him, feeling his touch on her, was doing wonders for her. It was just as heavy a burden she was carrying as last semester. But with him here? It felt so much lighter. She didn’t feel as though she were falling apart at the seams any more.

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Adrien turned off the television and ran his fingers through his hair. His shift at the bakery had ended hours ago, leaving him waiting for Marinette to get back from school. The grumbling of his stomach got louder as he glanced back at the untouched selection of ingredients he’d assembled on the kitchen counter. He didn’t really want to start cooking until she got back.

After all, the time she got home each day was pretty arbitrary. Weeks into the semester and he still struggled to keep track of all her commitments, between student organizations, classes, study groups, and extra design work time. Yet another skill his coddled early years had deprived him of.

He sighed and opened the door to their balcony. The chill of winter was receding fast and the late March night was surprisingly warm. Leaning against the railing, he took a deep breath of the fresh air and stared out into the glimmering lights of the Parisian night.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?”

Adrien jolted, but quickly relaxed when Ladybug landed beside him. His sly smirk was undercut by the soft blush he could already feel spreading across his cheeks. “Yes, you are.” He took her hand and kissed it. “I didn’t know the great hero Ladybug made house calls?”

“She’s been known to make an exception for her favorite civilians.” She smiled teasingly as she closed the distance between them, their faces centimeters apart. “Or at least, the particularly handsome ones.”

“Don’t let Chat Noir hear that,” he whispered into her ear. “I hear he’s the jealous type.” His arms wrapped around her, pulling her flush against him.

“Somehow, I don’t think he’ll mind what I’ve got planned for you tonight,” she said, pressing a chaste kiss against his lips.

“And what do you have planned, hm?”

“You’re about to find out.” Suddenly, she had one arm wrapped around him and with the other pulled out her yo-yo. Before he knew it, he was sailing over Paris and latching onto her. Despite the speed and the heights, he wasn’t afraid. Not just because he’d done this plenty of times as Chat before, but because he had absolute faith in her. She would never let him down - literally, in this case.

Before long, they had landed on the rooftop of a building that stood a story taller than the ones around it. Still holding onto his tiny, superpowered girlfriend, he looked around. His eyes widened when he saw the candlelit dinner with boxed chinese food, a single rose in a vase completing the scene.

His heart melted, but a thought caused him to fall into a giggle fit.

“What’s so funny, oh handsome civilian who is on the fast track to the couch tonight?”

He bit down on his lower lip and looked at her with eyes that glimmered with mirth. “I was just thinking… if I told fourteen year old Adrien that this was happening - that Ladybug made a romantic dinner just for us - I know that either his heart would explode from happiness or he just wouldn’t believe me.”

The annoyance in her eyes melted away, replaced with gentle love. She rocked forward on her toes to press a kiss against his cheek.

“Better believe it, sunshine. You aren’t the only one that knows their way around romance. And I’m definitely not going anywhere.”

He took her hand and held it between his. There were so many things that he wanted to say to her, but he just couldn’t find the words. Instead, he simply whispered, “I know.”

She seemed to understand as she slowly walked away and towards the dinner she had set. She pulled out his seat for him. Laughing, he sat down.

“Such a gentleman!”

She rolled her eyes with a smile and took the seat opposite him. They chatted while they ate, filling each other in on what they’d been doing that day. The food was wonderful and even if he hadn’t seen the logo on the boxes, he would have known it just from the taste. The Chinese restaurant was a favorite of theirs when they went on casual dates. Marinette’s mom was friends with the owners, and they’d all gone as a family plenty of times during the years he’d dated Marinette.

Adrien trailed off in the middle of explaining one customer’s particularly strange order when he heard music filtering up from the building below them. He glanced back at Ladybug, who was smugly watching him.

“...Are we above a symphony’s practice studio?”

“Mhm,” she hummed in confirmation.

Deciding she was being far too smug for her own good, he stood up, offering her his hand as he rose from a bow. “Would you do me the honor of a dance, my lady?”

Her pupils shrunk to pinpricks and she flailed her arms around her face. “Adrien, you know I can’t-”

He grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet. His other hand found its familiar spot on her lower back as he held her close to himself. He smiled down at her as she looked up at him, stunned for a moment. He decided in that moment, as he had many times before, that love was a good look on her.

As they settled into their dance, Adrien nuzzled against the top of her head as they twirled in gentle circles across the rooftop. He breathed deep, letting her scent - strawberries and cookies and a hundred other sweet things - fill him and bring peace to his weary spirit.

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Adrien finished his story and took a sip of his coffee, made exactly how he liked it. The cafe they’d chosen was quickly becoming a favorite and not only because it was right between their current living spaces.

Nino chuckled and shook his head. “Geez, dude. You two are made for each other, no doubt about it.”

“Jealous of our romance, bro?”

“Not a chance. Me and Alya are doing just fine with our chill love. But you two? With your over the top declarations of love? You two got each other to save everyone else from the sickeningly sick vibes and plots.”

“Hm…” Adrien put his chin in his hand, propped up on the table. Tapping his cheek he gave it some thought before nodding. “Definitely jealous then.” Nino scoffed. “Hey, you should have said something sooner! I’m sure Marinette wouldn’t mind if I brought you up to a rooftop for a candlelit dinner. Just so you could see what it’s like.”

Nino covered his face in his hands, but couldn’t hide the laughter bubbling out of him. “Yeah sure, dude. I’m just saying - you two tend to go crazy with romance, so it works out nice that you ended up with each other.”

“It’s way better than nice, man.” Adrien smiled with what he knew was a dopey grin - knew, but didn’t care. “Being with her - living with her - is a dream come true.”

“I figured it would be. I’m psyched for you guys - both of you are loads better when you’re not by yourselves, so it makes a ton of sense for you to move in.”

“What about you and Alya?”

Nino laughed. “After years of being stuck in crowded apartments with tons of siblings, we’re actually enjoying the space apart. But,” he said, grinning at his coffee, “after seeing what you and M have, I’m starting to like the idea more and more.” He made a dismissive gesture and leaned back in his chair, one arm over the back. “But that’s a while down the road. We’re supes happy with our set up right now.”

“I’m happy for you, man,” Adrien said softly. He took another long sip of drink, letting his mind wander. “Things are looking up, aren’t they?”

“They sure are, my bro.” Nino raised his coffee toward Adrien and they clinked their cups in a toast. “They sure are.” Nino took a quick gulp and leaned forward. “What else has been going down? I bet you’ve got a lotta sappy stories now that you two are together every day, so spill.”

They talked for another hour, exchanging stories about their girlfriends, about working with Jagged Stone, about the crazy customers the bakery had seen. He was glad they had managed to sneak in this time to hang out together, despite how busy both of them were. Adrien would always treasure Nino’s friendship, the first real friend he had made at school - his first, and his best.

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Marinette stretched, reaching her hands far above her head as she worked out the aches from sitting still for so long. The dress in front of her was almost finished, but she needed to take a break before she could continue. If Adrien weren’t working at the bakery for the weekend, he’d have approved.

Her stretch brought her to her feet and then her toes, which then turned into wiggling her hips vaguely in time with the music that was filling the apartment. It felt liberating, dancing in her spotted pajamas in an old black t-shirt she’d stolen from Adrien years ago, hair hanging free. She was making great progress with that commission and she knew it. The dress could wait a few minutes while she had a little fun.

Sure, it was already the middle of April and the spring show was getting closer, but even that didn’t bother her. Speaking of, she was supposed to get a letter soon concerning how many front row tickets she’d be reserving for friends and family. After giving it a moment’s consideration, she opted to just head down to the mail room as she was. Who cares if someone saw her in her pajamas?

The song stayed in her head and she hummed along to it as she quickly went down the stairs. She grabbed the mail and started leafing through it as she returned the way she came. Her eyes widened just as she reached the door, hand hesitating at the door knob when she recognized the writing on one of the letters.

The surprise evaporated under a withering tide of anger. She knew what she’d read if she opened the letter - excuses, protests, and blame directed at Adrien. Of all the limited talents that Gabriel possesed, self-reflection was not among them.

She shoved it roughly in the basket with the rest of his letters, only barely resisting tossing it in the trash. As she changed her playlist to something a little more energetic to help her blow off steam, she decided that Adrien didn’t need to know he had gotten any mail at all today.

And everyone would be happier for it.

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The Purkinje Effect, 12

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After he’d retrieved his duffel from the sleeping bag downstairs, Geek milled about Goodneighbor to assess his options as to stocking up to hit the road. He’d hoped he could have stayed longer before having to head out again so soon, but he thus far had no complaints. They weren’t kicking him out--yet. He was simply earning his keep by running this errand for their Mayor.

The small town was fortified the entire way ‘round, with just the one entrance. He’d stepped out of the Statehouse to the other end opposite the one he’d entered, resulting in his coming across a number of different establishments he’d not yet seen due to being pigeonholed behind the landmark building. To his right, a theater that now boasted the title of “Memory Den,” and to his left, the Hotel Rexford, which still seemed to be operating as such at first glance. At either end of the short span of street were corrugated metal shanties with a good handful of squatters. His dark, angled undercut had entirely fallen to the left side of his head by this point, as it was wont to do. When the Neighborhood Watch noticed his thoughtful, confused glances, one of them--pale hair, wiry sideburns, another of the ghouls--chuckled and walked up to him.

“Y’new here, so I suspect you’re a little lost. Rooms available at the Rexford--Claire charges ten caps a week, though. Fred’s got all the chems you could ask for, if you’ve got the funds. And that over there’s the Memory Den, if you’re interested in relivin’ some... curves you miss, heh. I think Irma might get a kick outta ya. Round the corner’s Kill or Be Killed an’ Daisy’s Discounts, if y’need supplies. And if y’hadn’t been there yet, The Third Rail’s under the Statehouse. Best bar in the Commonwealth, if you ask me.”

“Under the Statehouse?” He’d listened quietly up until that point. “Under, Rail. It used to be a subway station, then.”

“Bingo.”

Galen thanked him, and rounded to the right around the long Statehouse, through a small square with park benches, and back down a narrow street. Briefly he wondered about the alley to his left, but he could see the door into Goodneighbor ahead of him and went straight rather than investigate what might have been down there. It might be considered trespassing, for all he knew.

He started at Kill or Be Killed first, wondering if it was the kind of place it sounded like. At its front counter was an Assaultron robot, and the pink outsider froze as tactfully as possible in the open doorway of the shop, hoping she didn’t perceive him as an enemy. He remembered that during the war, the government had issued a decent number of the vaguely anthropomorphic machines to the military, and that they’d been formidable, notably terrifying adversaries. Her mostly featureless, long face was divided in half both directions, by a seam which held a single glowing red ocular lens, and had two short radio antennae where ears might have been on a more human countenance. She still ported military paint, down to her designation as USA issue on her chest.

“Well, hello. Everything here is guaranteed to injure, maim, or kill at your discretion. Except me. I only kill when I want to.” Her coy, holographic voice imparted the impression in Galen’s imagination that had she moving features, that she’d have been making eyes at him.

“An... Assaultron runs this store?”

“That’s what my makers called me. An Assaultron: Designed to provide various security related tasks to the modern man. Runtime conclusion: Why work for the man when you can work for yourself? New designation: K-L-E-O. Kleo. Fully independent store owner. Robot enough for you, smooth talker? Now, what are you buying?”

“I, ah, what have you got?” Galen’s feet were cemented firmly on the dark marble floor, and he tried to force a plaster smile. “...Ms. ‘Tron.”

“As far as I’m concerned, I’m a woman. And I run a store that sells very. Large. Guns. So what’ll it be?”

“Let’s see what you have.” She had him beguiled beyond a faculty to do much better than humor her.

“Take a look around, sweetheart. You’re sure to see something you like. Me, for example.”

He browsed her small store, similar in layout to Daisy’s, owing to its shared building. Most of what KL-E-O had to offer lay behind the counter on gun racks and shelving, but there was also a workbench beside the stairs, laden with various equipment. Albeit impressive, the guns didn’t much catch his fancy, but the prospect of working on his current weapons certainly did. She had an ammo bin, as well as a junk bin. Perusing the various odd things in her junk gave him an idea. All he had left he thought she might like was the pipe rifle from the super mutant, though, but he offered it anyway.

“Would you gimme a box of bullets, a few screws, and the meat mallet there?”

KL-E-O processed a moment.

“What caliber do you require, tiger?”

“Whatever is cheapest. I’m not picky.”

“Sensors indicate an equivalent exchange will be thirteen 10mm bullets, two screws, and a meat mallet. Affirmative?”

He wasn’t sure whether it was a good trade, but what he was receiving in the trade would be more useful to him than if he’d have kept it.

“Before I agree, I realize I should ask if I could. What do you charge to use your workbench?”

“It’s a free town, baby. Do whatever you like. However. Probability is low that your results will satisfy your needs quite like my guns.”

“...Deal.”

The items changed hands, and he walked up to the workbench. The vice, metal saw, and drill press all helped him tool the head of the meat mallet. He took apart his left knuckleduster, removing the wingnuts. With the head of the mallet cut in half with a few connecting lines bored into the raw side, he then licked the raw side out of habit before butting the backside of the line of rings and bumper of the duster up to it. The bolts went in, and he tried it on to admire the sturdiness of the improved design. While he was at it, he made use of the belt sander to freshen the blade of his wrench-shiv as well.

“You run a good business, KL-E-O,” Galen thanked on his way out. “It was good to meet you.”

“Don’t be a stranger,” she replied.

He adjusted his duffel as he strolled into Daisy’s. The friendly, blonde ghoul was sitting on a stool, reading a deteriorating magazine, but she picked up her head when she heard his footsteps.

“Oh! you came back. I heard you next door. Was hopin’ you’d come back.”

“That KL-E-O... sure is a femme fatale type. Hoo.”

“Makes two of us,” she grinned. “Couldn’t get enough of this figure? ...No? Then I suppose you really are the sword swallowing type.”

“Goodneighbor has its deadly vixens right up front and center to greet a fella when he first steps foot in the place,” he played along, matching her playful sneer. “Between you and KL-E-O, I’m doomed.”

“I knew I’d like you. What brings you back in, if it wasn’t me?”

“The mayor asked me to go check up on something for him, so I need some supplies.” A pause. “I know you don’t run a charity. I’ve got about twenty dollars and three tin cans to my name, and I don’t suspect that’ll get me all that far.”

“How long are you suspecting this to take you?”

“Not sure. A week, if I’m lucky? I think I’ll do well enough with whatever I find in dumpsters along the way, but what I really need are... better utensils, for lack of a better description. Tin snips, maybe a hammer if you’ve got one. Still gettin’ used to my change in dietary habits. It ain’t recent, but to be fair I only recently went cold turkey off of the normal stuff.”

“A set of tools? I can certainly help with that.” She casually rose from her perch to fish around in her milk crates of miscellany. Without looking up, she suggested, “You’ve... also got that library book. That might sweeten the deal.”

“You can have it,” he agreed, a little too curtly to have meant anything other than he’d meant it. “I only picked it up because it was the first book I’d found above-ground that wasn’t crumblin’ t’dust. We had a copy back at the vault. I’ve read it... too many times.”

“It’s been long enough since I read it that it’ll be like I haven’t before.” She set down a handful of different tools. “A ball peen hammer, a pair of needle-nose pliers, and tin snips. I’ve got a pair of wire cutters, too, but they’re probably too rusty to make immediate use of for their intended function.” Reaching under the counter, she produced a book of her own and slid it toward him. “Twenty bucks and your book, for these four tools and my book? Mmh?”

“Kerouac’s On the Road.” The ex-vaultie raised an eyebrow.

“I thought you might enjoy the irony of it,” she admitted. “So do we have a deal?” When he hesitated, she raised an attentive finger and dog-eared their transaction. A brief rummage yielded a piece of leather armor--a right shoulder piece. “How about now? Keep that arm in one piece a little longer.”

“You’re a real comedian, Miss Dais’. Sure thing.” Again, he walked away feeling slightly more useful for the exchange.

“My pleasure.”

“Oh, uh. I noticed it last night but I know it was late. Is it all right if I use your sewing machine? My hood is coming unraveled. Duct tape only holds so long, I guess.”

“Help yourself. I let everybody here use it. Most people don’t leave it how it was before they used it,” she insinuated with a pleasant aggression and a smile.

“I’ll be sure to clean up afterward,” he assured.

The book went into his bag with his vault suit, the tin snips and pliers into his hip pockets, and the hammer into the tool loop at the side seam of his thigh. He set the armor on the sewing table while he worked on the hood. It didn’t come out perfect, but it didn’t have to. The article of clothing had become a source of comfort for him in the past week, and he didn’t want it coming apart any faster than it would just for sake of unfinished edges. Once it was repaired, he unzipped his jumpsuit to slip it back into the neckline; then, he slipped the slim pauldron armor up onto his bare shoulder and fastened it, and zipped back up.

“I didn’t expect it to be comfortable,” he commented, patting the armor through the thick utility fabric. He fished his gloves out of his duffel, and beat the daylight out of them on the side of the table to get the material flexible again.

“If you survive the errand Hancock has for you, I’ve got one of my own to send you on. In case you needed one more thing to remind yourself to survive out there.” Daisy winked at him when he glanced up.

“Guess I’ll have to wait to find out,” he mumbled when she didn’t elaborate.

“Don’t read that book all in one sitting, if you can help it,” she suggested, watching him use her broom and dustpan to pick up after his mud-and-blood fit and deposit it in front of the store. When he came back inside and returned it readily, she added, “Reads best if you break it up over a week or so. At least, in my experience.”

“I’ll let you know how I liked it when I get back in town,” Galen ribbed, grinning wide at her as he shouldered his duffel again and walked off to exit town again.

Maybe when he returned, he’d have cause to pay a visit to The Third Rail.

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Warm Me Up Ch. 28

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The sun was beating down relentlessly. June summer heat was the worst thing when a person loved wearing black as much as Nico.

“Are you sure you don’t want to change before leaving?” Will asked as he scrolled through his phone and leaned against his car.

“The day I don’t wear black is the day the world ends,” he answered. He bit his lip and backtracked. “Did I lock my door?” Will shrugged. “Hold on.” He went back to the apartment and checked the knob.

He still wasn’t used to having his own place. He was lucky Will had decided to be an orientation leader for incoming freshmen that summer. Now, even though it was summer, they still remained close.

Will had the luxury of staying at the school dorms during the summer. Nico had to get a job and get an apartment in order to keep going to his therapy sessions. However, he had to add a psychiatrist on top of that.

He hadn’t told Will yet. He didn’t want to. He didn’t tell him that he was so fucked up he had to take medicine to make him normal now. It wasn’t even working anyway. He’d been taking medicine since early May, which meant about five weeks, and Nico hadn’t noticed any change whatsoever in his emotions.

And because of that, he didn’t want to tell Will. He didn’t want to tell him he was a seeing a psychiatrist as well or that he was taking Zoloft now. He didn’t want to tell him he still got upset or that sometimes he couldn’t sleep at night because he couldn’t stop thinking about how hard he was trying and how pointless it felt. He didn’t want to tell him any of that because he didn’t want Will to know he wasn’t getting better.

“Are you okay?” Will asked suddenly as he drove. They were going to the mall to walk around the food court and try free samples of food until they were stuffed. And then they would both have to go to their respective jobs. Will was still at the hospital, but Nico now had the pleasure of dealing with shitty people and frustrating kids at Build-A-Bear Workshop. God knows how he got that job.

“Yeah, absolutely. Why?” Will hummed, but he didn’t press. “So, I’ve been considering getting a tattoo for a while.” Will raised an eyebrow and glanced at him. “What do you think?”

“That’s sudden. Tattoo of what?”

“I don’t know yet. I don’t even know where to put it. But I want one. Would you ever get one?”

Will mulled it over it for a moment before answering. “No. Because I feel like the moment I do, I’d have to give blood, and after tattoos you have to wait, what, two years?” He shook his head. “Besides the idea of the needles just….” He shivered and shook his head, his face becoming solemn. “Besides, I heard it can be triggering.”

“Triggering?”

“The needles apparently cause memories of self-harm. They can cause the habit to start again or just… remind you of how it felt. I’d rather leave that in the past.” Nico nodded, his eyes immediately going to Will’s wrists as he drove. He couldn’t see the scars. They were old and faded, but Nico knew they were there. He knew that if he was ever close enough, he would see them again. “I’ll go with you though, if you want. Help you choose something.”

“Okay, deal,” he said. “I was thinking this weekend once I get paid.”

“So we have the rest of the week to figure out your design,” he mused. “Cool.” They parked and got out of the car. Nico fell into step beside him. It wasn’t so hard to fight the urge to hold his hand anymore, but of course it was there.

As they walked inside, the sounds and echoes and smells of the mall enveloped them. “Oh,” Will said suddenly. “Actually, this Friday I have a ceremony.”

“For the university?” he asked in confusion. He didn’t remember any ceremonies during his own orientation.

But Will shook his head and began tugging on the hem of his shirt. “No, I mean in the hospital. They’re rewarding the interns. It’s kind of cheesy, really, like participation awards for grown ups. But Malcolm keeps saying I need to go, so I guess I’m getting an award or something.” He shrugged. “I was actually going to ask if you could go. My parents can’t come up and Paolo’s back in Brazil, Cecil said he’d come, and Alex is back in New York.” Nico nodded, biting his lip. “And I really want you there. I realize it sounds like you’re the last one I ask, but I’m just… I don’t want to force you to go to this cheesy thing that-”

Nico put a hand on his arm and squeezed gently. “Relax,” he said with a smile. “I’ll go. I want to go. Besides I’m absolutely certain you’ll be blushing when you get your award, so that’ll be fun to see.” Will rolled his eyes and nudged him playfully. “Just tell me what time and where and I’ll be there.”

“Cool,” Will answered with a smile.

They walked around the mall, trying different samples and laughing as they looped around as soon as the servers changed shifts. They sat down with Dippin’ Dots ice cream eventually and Nico listened to Will as he spoke enthusiastically about being an orientation leader.

He’d just finished with the first group the weekend before and he was beyond ecstatic.

If Nico was completely honest, he didn’t care about orientation. Even when it was him being led, he simply got through it because he had to. But listening to Will fascinated Nico.

The way he’d talk with his hands and the way his eyes would brighten as he talked about the people he had in his group and how much they seemed to like him and the way he smiled through every word gave Nico a warm, fuzzy feeling. It reminded him why he loved Will so much. It reminded him why he was trying so hard to be a better person worthy of someone as wonderful as him.

Will found joy in small things, in helpful things. Making the world better and helping others was what made him happy and what made him look at the world in such a bright light. People like Will made the world a better place.

So no, Nico didn’t care much for orientation. But he cared about how happy it made Will, and how happy Will was when he talked about it. So he listened intently, smiling as he did.

“Your shift is soon,” Will noted, looking at his phone. “I’ll pick you up when my hospital shift is over.”

“Okay,” he answered, standing. Will walked with him until they reached the store Nico worked at. “I’ll see you later.” Will nodded and gave him a smile before turning away. Nico braced himself and went into the store, taking his place at the fluff machine.

A few kids came in each one excited and jumping for their bear or pony or whatever they were creating. It wasn’t that Nico didn’t like kids. He did. At a distance. And when he didn’t have to play with them. He knew he had a style that scared kids, and frankly kids scared him sometimes. He didn’t have a younger sibling and he’d never really thought of kids until the day Will mentioned it, and that felt like it had been years ago.

Still, he knew how to act with kids when it was only for a few moments. He could plaster a smile on his face long enough to get through a work day and get paid for it. When he’d gotten the job, it had been encouraged for him to look a little more kid-friendly.

As the time ticked by, Nico was really just waiting for his shift to be over so he could see Will again. At one point, a group of teenagers came in, each with a bear, and laughing as they stuffed and did dressed and named them. It was some kind of friend pact, and seeing them had honestly made Nico’s day. He rarely saw anyone over the age of ten come in.

There was a lag in business for a while, which Nico appreciated because his stamina for human interaction was getting dangerously low.

Then a little girl came bounding in and her parents came in behind her, hand in hand and smiling. At least Nico assumed they were her parents. The little girl had auburn red hair, contrasting with her parents’ sandy blond. Nico watched as she picked out a small brown bear and bounded over to Nico.

“Hello,” she greeted cheerily.

“Hey,” he greeted. “You look excited,” he noted with a smile.

“It’s a present. It’s super special,” she answered. Nico smiled wider and nodded, extending his hand for the bear.

“The let’s make sure it’s super soft and filled with love, okay?” She nodded and handed the bear to him. “Okay, here’s the pedal. Step on it while I fill it.” She did and Nico began to fill the bear as he was taught to do when he started working. “Okay, foot off, munchkin,” he said. She giggled and looked at her parents who were smiling. “Give it a squeeze and tell me if you want to add more or if it’s okay like that.”

She took the bear and squeezed it in a hug. She smiled and stroked the head affectionately. “It’s perfect. Soft and warm.”

“Awesome,” he answered. “Now grab a heart and let’s get it ready for your bear.” She nodded and grabbed a small red heart, letting Nico hold the bear. “Okay, now do you mind acting a little silly?”

“I love being silly!”

Nico chuckled and nodded. “Good! Okay, now take the heart and rub it between your hands to warm up your bear’s heart. Now rub it on your forehead.” She did. “Now your bear will be smart. Okay, now rub it on your elbow. That’s your funny bone and now your bear will be funny.” She giggled as she rubbed the heart on her elbow.

“Oh, wait!” she said. “I want my bear to love and protect him too.”

“Okay,” Nico answered. “Rub it on your upper arm. Then it can be strong and it’ll be a protector too.” She did so, the expression on her face determined. “Now rub it on your heart so it can be full of love.” She did. “Now cup the heart in your hand and whisper a wish.” She took the heart and murmured into her hands.

“Can my mommy and daddy do it too?” Nico nodded and the little girl walked over to them. “Make a wish!” They chuckled and leaned down, whispering into the girl’s small hands. “Okay,” she said, walking back to Nico. Nico held out the bear for her to stuff the heart into.

Then Nico sewed the seams and fluffed it up slightly. “Here you go,” he said. “It’ll be the best gift you give.” He held up a hand and she high fived him.

“Thank you!” He waved as she walked away and continued on the rest of the bear-making process.

One more hour. One more hour and he was free.

Finally, he saw Will walking through the doors and he sighed in relief. “How was the hospital?” he asked as he logged his shift.

“Busy, as usual. Here’s the information for the ceremony.” He handed over a pamphlet and Nico smiled. Will played this off as a cheesy participation award ceremony, but he could tell how excited Will really was. “Ready to go?”

***

A few days later, Will was heading over to Nico’s for a movie night. The next day was his ceremony and he was hoping maybe he and Nico could go out for dinner after. The more time they spent together, the more Will wondered if Nico still liked him as much as before. Had they simply become too close as friends? Had they put up too many boundaries?

He knocked on the door and Nico opened the door, his hair sticking up in odd places and lines from bed sheets imprinted on his flushed cheek. He was in PJ’s and his eyes looked tired. “Hey,” he said softly.

“Hey,” Will answered, worry immediately flooding his voice. “Is everything okay?”

Nico blinked, and Will could almost see the panic and struggle to change his expression. “Y-Yeah, I was just taking a nap and I’m a little confused right now,” he said chuckling. “Come on in. Want pizza? I also have ice cream and-”

Will pulled him back and looked at him expectantly. Nico’s cheeks flushed and his brown eyes flitted away from him. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“I’ll be fine,” he mumbled. “Really. Let’s just watch a movie.” He pulled away and walked to the television, messing with the DVD player. Will frowned, but didn’t pry, not wanting to upset him even more. He waited until Nico had placed a pizza in the oven and pulled out a few bags of chips to sit beside him on the couch.

He wasn’t talking. He wasn’t looking at Will. So as the movie began to play, Will tugged gently on his sleeve and waited for Nico to look at him. “Talk to me,” he whispered. “What is it?”

Nico shook his head. “I really don’t know,” he answered softly. “I’m trying to ignore it. It helps to have you here….” He lowered his head and Will hesitated for a second before placing his hand on Nico’s arm, in a sort of half embrace.

Nico looked up, eyes tired and confused. “I’m here,” he whispered to him. Nico’s lips parted and he leaned down, resting his head against Will’s chest as Will wrapped his arms around him fully. He rested his chin on his head, and listened to his uneven, shaky breaths.

Will watched the movie with Nico’s warmth and weight on him. It wasn’t long until he realized Nico was asleep again. He moved him gently when the pizza timer went off and when he laid back down, he pulled Nico onto him again. Without much fuss, Nico’s arms wrapped around Will and his head laid against his chest. The boy could sleep like the dead, and Will couldn’t help but smile at him.

It wasn’t until morning that he woke up to the sound of a showerhead running that Will realized he was still sleeping on Nico’s couch. There was a blanket over him and an untouched pizza on the table. He sat up and checked Nico’s room. The bed looked untouched. He sat back on the couch and began to chew on the pizza from the day before.

When he reached for the second slice, the door opened, and Nico was standing, freshly showered in sweats and an oversized shirt. “Are you eating the pizza?” he questioned in a tired voice.

“Cold pizza’s good,” he answered, placing the slice back down. “How are you feeling today?”

Nico looked away and shrugged. It looked like a million thoughts were running through his head and he wasn’t voicing any of them. Will stood, but Nico stepped toward his room, evidently huddling into himself. Will could see it in his expression. “Um. I’m sorry I wasn’t much fun yesterday. I think… I just need to… rest. Or something. I’ll be okay.”

That was an insinuation for Will to leave. Part of him didn’t want to. He wanted to help. But he also knew how stubborn Nico was and that he’d refuse more help. Especially if they had ended up sleeping together on the couch, Nico would want to be distant again.

“Okay,” he answered. “Let me know if I can do anything…. I’ll see you at the ceremony tonight.”

“Um,” he said as Will started to turn away. Will stopped, his entire body tensing as he waited for what was next. “I… I don’t know if….”

He turned to look at Nico, unsure of his own expression. “What?” he prodded.

Nico sighed and began to tug on the hem of his shirt anxiously. “I can feel it, Will. I can feel the lack of energy and motivation. I’ve been trying to fight it, but… there’s so many things in my head right now. You know, I’m doing all of these things and-”

“What are you getting at, Nico?” he asked tiredly.

Nico wouldn’t look at him. “I don’t… I don’t think I can go, Will.”

“Fine.” He turned away and started for the door, but Nico noted his anger.

“I’m sorry,” he called. “I can’t control this bullshit and… and you said it was just a cheesy little thing anyway, I-”

“I know,” he snapped. “It doesn’t matter. I’ll see you later.”

He didn’t wait for Nico to answer. He just left and got in his car to get back to the dorm provided for him through the summer.

Nico watched him go and felt his hatred grow. Why was he so pathetically weak? Why did this horrible feeling always seem to win with him?

Not only that, but he’d woken up, laying over him. What had happened to the boundaries? Had he made Will uncomfortable? He hadn’t meant to need that type of affection…. He didn’t want to force Will into speeding things up just because he needed a push.

There was so much frustration in him, that he could hardly think much less do something productive. Instead, he went into his room and hid himself into his covers, begging for sleep, begging to get away from reality and the guilt and the nonstop thinking happening in his brain.

A few hours later, Nico woke up and saw that there was an hour until Will’s ceremony. He couldn’t bring himself to fall back to sleep and he couldn’t push away the nauseating guilt either.

Yes, Will had called it a cheesy ceremony, and had assured Nico he didn’t have to go to it when he first brought it up. But Nico knew it really did mean something to him. He knew Will wanted him there. He knew it bothered Will that Nico had decided last minute not to go. He knew all of it. But he still couldn’t get himself out of bed.

***

It wasn’t until Will was fumbling with his tie with Cecil beside him assuring him that he looked fine that he found out his family was in town.

“Will!” The scream had made him look up in confusion as a small girl with red hair bounded over to him and wrapped her arms around his hips. “I missed you so much!”

“Kayla?” he questioned, his voice breaking. He fell to his knees and took his sister’s face in his hands. “Oh my God, Kayla!” He wrapped her in his arms and suddenly, he was crying and laughing into her shoulder. He pulled away and smiled widely at her. “What are you doing here? When did you get here? Where’s-”

“Kayla! Honey, you were supposed to wait!” Will’s father came rushing after her, apologizing to doctors as he pushed past them. “Hey, son,” he greeted. Will stood and his father hugged him tightly. Will hadn’t realized how badly he’d needed these hugs.

“What are you guys doing here?” he asked, as he pulled away.

“We’re here for your ceremony,” his father said. “Naomi?” Behind him, Will’s mother came up, holding a Build-A-Bear house in one hand and her purse in the other. “Kayla blew the surprise.”

“Oh, I figured she would,” she smiled as she walked up and greeted her son. She wrapped him in the tightest hug he’d had yet and Will hugged her back just as tight. “Hello, Cecil,” she greeted. “What other friends are here for you?” she asked.

“Everyone’s out of town,” he answered, more in awe that his family had come to surprise him.

“Isn’t Nico coming?” Cecil questioned. “I thought you’d asked him.”

“Yeah, but he had work or something,” he lied. “It’s fine. I’m just happy you guys are here.” He wiped at his eyes and smiled. “I have to go now it’s about to start.” He leaned forward and kissed his mother’s cheek and his sister’s forehead. “Thank you guys so much,” he said.

He went back with the other interns and sat as they were each given an award. Then Dr. Asclepius stood at a podium and began a speech. Will zoned in and out. He knew it was a speech about hard work and dedication. But he was also thinking about Nico, not having the drive to come to this ceremony. Even though Will had told him about it from the beginning of the week.

He was torn between the hurt of Nico not coming and the joy of his family being there.

Then suddenly, his name was called. He blinked and heard as applause filled his ears. He stood automatically and walked over to the doctor who was beaming at him. “Congratulations,” he said.

Will was given a large check and he realized that he was being awarded a grant. He recalled pieces of the speech now that he thought about it. How the person receiving the award was a unique intern that had put more into the job than several official nurses, and a lot of embellishing on determination and work ethics.

He chuckled awkwardly, feeling his cheeks flood with embarrassment. His picture was taken, his hand shook, and with that, the ceremony was over. His family congratulated him and wrapped him in a hug. Cecil patted his back and assured him he took pictures.

“I told you you’d be blushing,” a soft voice said, piercing through the idle chatter between his parents. Will froze and turned.

Nico was standing nervously in an oversized shirt, sweatpants, and his usual Timbs. His hair was unruly, though slightly less than it had been that morning.

Without a second thought, Will rushed forward and pulled Nico into a hug. “I’m sorry I look like shit,” he whispered.

“You came,” Will protested. “I don’t care what you look like.” He pulled back and smiled at him. “You came.”

“I figured instead of moping, I should try fighting back,” he said with a shrug. “I’m trying.” Will nodded and hugged him again.

“Look! It’s the one from the store!” Will and Nico pulled away and Kayla rushed up to Nico. “It’s you! You helped me with my present!”

Nico blinked and stared at Kayla in shock. He looked at Will. “This is your sister?”

“You’ve met?” he questioned. His parents walked up to him, wearing curious expressions. Will had told them they decided on a break while Nico worked on some things. So they knew they weren’t dating anymore. But it still wasn’t an ideal way to meet. “Mom, Dad, this is my friend Nico. Nico, this is my family.”

Nico tensed and began to pull at his shirt. He was nervous, Will could tell. More than likely about his own appearance. But his parents seemed unfazed. “Oh, you are the boy from Build-A-Bear,” his mother noted.

“Speaking of which, Kayla, don’t you have something for your brother?” his father said. His father was the only one who knew how deep Will’s feelings for Nico ran. And he seemed to be the only one slightly wary of him.

Meanwhile, Kayla took the house from her mother and toted it over to Will. “Your friend helped me make it super special for you!” Will smiled and opened the cardboard house to reveal a small brown bear. He pulled it out and Kayla tugged on his shirt. “It’s smart and it’s going to protect you and love you and it’s funny and… what else?” she asked looking at Nico.

“It has special wishes from you and your parents,” he said with a small smile.

“Yeah!” she exclaimed.

“Thank you,” he told her, scooping her into his arms.

“Why don’t we all go to dinner?” his father suggested.

Nico tugged at Will’s arm. “I should go home. This is a family thing.”

“No you don’t,” Naomi protested. “You’re coming with.”

“I’m not dressed,” he answered, his face flooding. “It’s fine, really-”

Cecil came up and patted Nico on the back. “Oh, come on dude. I’m sure I have a spare shirt in my trunk. Food is food.” Nico looked nervous, and he glanced at Will.

“We can go back to your place so you can change if you want. I’m going to guess you haven’t eaten.” Nico nodded slowly. “Come on,” he said. “Mom, Dad, I’ll meet you guys at the restaurant. Cecil can follow.” His mother nodded and his father took Kayla from him. “Come on,” he said, gesturing to Nico.

“I have my car here,” he said.

“Do you want to drive it?”

Nico hesitated for a moment, then he shook his head. “No.” He got into Will’s car and ran a hand through his hair. “I’m really sorry about… earlier.”

“It doesn’t matter, Nico. Don’t you get that? Stop looking at the struggle, and look at the results. You came. You got out of bed. You’re coming to dinner. What matters to me is that you were there. You could’ve shown up in a Rugrats onesie, and I wouldn’t have cared.” Nico chuckled. “I’m happy you came. And I don’t care how upset it made me when you almost didn’t earlier. Because having you here makes that go away. Having my family here makes it go away.”

“Okay, okay I get it,” Nico said with a smile. “I still can’t believe I met your family without realizing I did. Or that they saw me like this.”

“They don’t care,” Will said, rolling his eyes. They got to Nico’s apartment and Will waited as Nico changed. A few moments later, Nico came back wearing dark jeans and a button up black shirt. His hair was in its usual messy waves, and his face looked slightly brighter.

Will walked up to him and fixed his collar, both of them blushing slightly. “You know, I think I know what tattoo you should get,” he murmured. Nico raised an eyebrow. “A phoenix. The fire, the resilience, the ability to rise from the ashes. It fits you.”

Nico looked up at him with bright brown eyes, filled to the brim with emotions that neither could decrypt. “A phoenix,” he repeated. “I like it.”

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The Singer 9960 Sewing Machine additionally comes with thirteen step-1 buttonholes. There are a lot of retailers online the place you should buy your sewing machine. With a worldwide popularity for excellence and slicing-edge know-how, the corporate is predicated in Sweden, where it has been supplied sewing machines since 1872. With none doubt, this firm is a pacesetter within the sewing machine trade! This machine does have some limitations which may affect more advanced sewers. Making a banner or flag could be a enjoyable challenge for each adults and children. To make it work, you want to be able to stretch your banner background tight in order that the floor becomes easier to paint. The Juki HZL-F600 has the whole lot that you must work on robust fabric. The antique treadle machines normally work great however you want to focus on learning to sew, not on working the treadle. No questions but I wish to let you know that I'd love to stitch up a quilt. Bernina Sewing Machines Bernette H70 For Advanced Sewing Operations! Buying a new sewing machine is often a fun and enjoyable experience. Home machines are suitable for soft garment fabrics and can handle most clothing and crafts projects. There are many different machines to select from, including rugged rotary models, two stitch utility machines, embroidery only machines, and electronic machines. Finding the best model can be challenging. It is advisable to choose more successful brands which can be recognized for the trouble they put inside their products. Here are six popular brands of home sewing machines: A consumer make the decision what types of projects she or he would be using the sewing machine for. If finishing projects quickly is important, a person might want to find very good high quality machine. A heavy duty machine can sew faster and feed the information through regularly because it features a faster motor plus a walking bottom feeder. The best high quality machines also can sew thick fabrics for example leather or are equipped for layers or fabric without letting them bunch together or glance at the machine askew. However, in case a home sewing enthusiast knows that she or he has virtually no time constraints over a project and doesn't should sew through thick materials, she or he might want to stay away from pursing the very best durable machines. Since these machines cost more than the usual regular home machine, it could be a waste of money to the consumer. One of the most important factors is undoubtedly going to be the price of a new new sewing machine. You can pay between a few hundred dollars to a number of thousand dollars for any machine. So you need to consider your financial budget and the features that you require from your machine. There is no point in paying a lot of cash for the machine if you are a only starting. A simple new sewing machine may have all of the basic stitch types and settings which can be essential for beginner sewing techniques and projects. Learning every one of the basic techniques is the greatest method to start, before moving on to more complex ones. It's also a great way to provide the foundation needed to properly learn more complex techniques. For the creative among you, making things can throw open many doors in a realm of color, shapes and textures. The functionality and convenience of a new sewing machine is essential so that you will likely need to read several reviews for every single machine you happen to be researching. Computerized machines are coming down in price these days and when your allowance permits, consider purchasing one since they use a great deal of functionality which you'll want to grow into as your skills improve.

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Best Sewing Machine

If the machine makes it too heavy, you possibly can end up paying a lot of money. Different equipment are additionally offered, together with the buttonhole foot, monogramming foot, zipper foot, zigzag foot, blind stitch, button fitting foot, seam ripper and a lot more. A high quality heavy responsibility sewing machine needs to be able to provide a number of a whole lot of stitches per minute (SPM) and a heavy obligation sewing machine has more SPM than the common family sewing machine. This mannequin has an LCD display, so you possibly can easily monitor which program you might be presently utilizing while sewing. As a computerized sewing machine, it gives you customizable sewing pace with the maximum velocity of 850 stitches per minute, making it good for expert sewers who're pressed for time. There can also be a numbered diagram and best sewing machine reviews and comparisons adjustable sewing button which lets you smoothly thread and management velocity in keeping with your requirement. SINGER is among the oldest sewing machine maker having headquarter in La Vergne, Tennessee, United States.

Choosing an appropriate sewing machine for quilting will be difficult even if you’re more advanced however in here you can find essentially the most value-efficient merchandise. The Brother CS6000i looks like a great sewing machine. The Brother SE400 is designed for embroidery. The Brother SE400 Mixture Computerized Sewing and four x four Embroidery Machine With 67 Constructed-in Stitches, 70 Constructed-in Designs, 5 Lettering Fonts comes with a wealth of built-in embroidery designs, including five totally different lettering fonts. I do not make it a habit to sew multiple layers of heavy materials regularly, however when the occasion requires it, the Brother machine appears fairly capable of dealing with it. Today, the automated sewing machine has taken place of manual stitching system. A regular sewing gadget cannot handle heavy fabrics. At top of B measure and permit 28" inches for the handle in a loop. Continue to pin the strap in place. While you arrive again at the top of A, enable another 28" inches for the opposing handle. Another important characteristic that helps qualify these fashions as leather sewing machines is their capacity to handle thick materials.

Tooling means impressing a sample into the leather-based. Thus, the user solely has to decide on the required sample and the rest of the job is done by the machine itself. Lightweight and easy to make use of, that is the perfect machine for a newbie and the worth is excellent! Therefore, it turns into important that freshmen take proper care whereas buying for a sewing machine, and choose your suitable product on the idea of value and features. It is filled with 27 Stitches for varied kinds of sewing wants. As talked about earlier there are a number of retailers who sell software for stitching varied sorts of patterns. A majority of these industrial sewing machines are generally used for complex stitching and where access to the world is troublesome, similar to manufacture of boots, work gloves and the like as well as affixing emblems to clothes or different gadgets. I might wish to take you through a few of these sewing feet and what they can do.

Adding a bias binding or dealing with does take longer, however it would look so much better. If you may be carrying it whereas hiking, for instance, you may want backpack model straps, which may also impression the overall design you choose to your digicam bag. Country Brook Design | Polypropylene Webbing (1 Inch) (Black, 50 Yards)This is the exact polypropolene webbing I exploit to make the vests. Pfaff have a good system whereby you'll be able to select to simply buy one design or a whole guide. It's one of the vital convenient sewing machines to have. Analysis the Varieties of Machines - There are various kinds of sewing machines on the market at this time. The rationale of having reviews is that it helps you in sorting out features and specs of merchandise and their fashions. Please be happy to go to and join in. Hence my visit to your most wonderful site. It comes with an embroidery foot without spending a dime movement quilting and embroidery.

The Singer 9960 Sewing Machine also comes with thirteen step-1 buttonholes. There are various retailers on-line where you should purchase your sewing machine. With a worldwide popularity for excellence and chopping-edge technology, the corporate is based in Sweden, the place it has been provided sewing machines since 1872. Without any doubt, this firm is a leader in the sewing machine industry! This machine does have some limitations that may affect more superior sewers. Making a banner or flag can be a enjoyable mission for each adults and children. To make it work, you want to have the ability to stretch your banner background tight so that the floor becomes easier to paint. The Juki HZL-F600 has every little thing it's essential work on robust fabric. The antique treadle machines usually work nice but you want to concentrate on learning to sew, not on working the treadle. No questions but I wish to let you understand that I'd like to stitch up a quilt. Do You Need A Sewing Machine Repair Specialist? What You Can - And Can't - Fix Yourself Sewing is an excellent craft that lots of enjoy because it enables them to create a wide array of items using their own hands or if you use an easy machine. It's also the best way to save the different things like clothing and accessories while also allowing your creativity expand to make the things you really love. When you are still in the beginner's stage, you should pay attention to the speed, how affordable it really is, size and just how easy is to use the item you desire. For starters a mechanical sort of method is more recommended as it can be less costly featuring its $100 below budget range this means you will perform all of the basic stitching and repairs that you'd like to be effective on. Making it the very best which is ideal to students (for dormitories) and causal users effortlessly those experimentation moments. If you will be setting your machine in a multi-function area, you'll appreciate time frame size the Featherweight. This machine weights about 11 pounds, that makes it suitable for sewers and quilters who need a piece of equipment to take to classes or "on location." Its small size enhanced its versatility making it it very popular. This non-electric, treadle operated vintage new sewing machine is fantastic for beginners. It is easy to maintain and possesses sturdy metal construction. The machines sold in the United Kingdom featured some other design called the lotus design. The basic gold Singer trademark decals replaced this design between 1910 and 1920. Sewers refer to the initial decals distributed in the United States as "red eye" due to two red ovals, like eyes, around the arm. There are so many different things that one could easily make with your new sewing machine. If you need gifts for young children, you can create beautiful components of clothing, or even consider making clothes for their dolls. You definitely won't uses up options if you are using your new sewing machine that will help you make gifts for this Christmas season.

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Best Sewing Machine Reviews and Comparisons

If the machine makes it too heavy, you can end up paying a lot of money. Different accessories are also offered, including the buttonhole foot, monogramming foot, zipper foot, zigzag foot, blind stitch, button fitting foot, seam ripper and much more. A quality heavy obligation sewing machine must be ready to produce several a whole bunch of stitches per minute (SPM) and a heavy obligation sewing machine has more SPM than the common household sewing machine. This mannequin has an LCD display, so you can simply monitor which program you might be at the moment using while sewing. As a computerized sewing machine, it gives you customizable sewing velocity with the utmost pace of 850 stitches per minute, making it good for expert sewers who are pressed for time. There is also a numbered diagram and adjustable sewing button which enables you to easily thread and control velocity according to your requirement. SINGER is likely one of the oldest sewing machine maker having headquarter in La Vergne, Tennessee, United States.

Choosing a suitable sewing machine for quilting might be tough even if you’re more superior however in here you'll find essentially the most price-efficient merchandise. The Brother CS6000i seems like an incredible sewing machine. The Brother SE400 is designed for embroidery. The Brother SE400 Combination Computerized Sewing and 4 x four Embroidery Machine With 67 Constructed-in Stitches, 70 Constructed-in Designs, 5 Lettering Fonts comes with a wealth of constructed-in embroidery designs, together with five totally different lettering fonts. I do not make it a habit to sew a number of layers of heavy materials continuously, however when the occasion calls for it, the Brother machine seems pretty able to dealing with it. Nowadays, the automated sewing machine has taken place of guide stitching machine. A regular sewing gadget cannot handle heavy fabrics. At prime of B measure and permit 28" inches for the handle in a loop. Proceed to pin the strap in place. While you arrive again at the highest of A, allow another 28" inches for the opposing handle. One other important characteristic that helps qualify these models as leather sewing machines is their capacity to handle thick materials.

Tooling means impressing a pattern into the leather-based. Thus, the person only has to choose the required pattern and the rest of the job is completed by the machine itself. Lightweight and straightforward to make use of, this is the proper machine for a beginner and the worth is good! Subsequently, it turns into essential that newbies take correct care while buying for a sewing machine, and select your suitable product on the premise of value and options. It's full of 27 Stitches for various sorts of sewing needs. As talked about earlier there are plenty of retailers who sell software program for stitching varied kinds of patterns. A lot of these industrial sewing machines are usually used for advanced stitching and where access to the world is tough, akin to manufacture of boots, work gloves and the like as well as affixing emblems to clothes or other gadgets. I would like to take you thru some of these sewing toes and what they can do.

Including a bias binding or dealing with does take longer, however it'll look so a lot better. If you'll be carrying it whereas hiking, for instance, you may want backpack style straps, which may also impact the overall design you choose in your digital camera bag. Nation Brook Design | Polypropylene Webbing (1 Inch) (Black, 50 Yards)That is the exact polypropolene webbing I exploit to make the vests. Pfaff have a great system whereby you possibly can select to only buy one design or an entire guide. It's some of the handy sewing machines to have. Research the Varieties of Machines - There are different types of sewing machines on the market right now. The rationale of getting evaluations is that it helps you in sorting out features and specs of products and their models. Please be at liberty to go to and join in. Hence my visit to your most great site. It comes with an embroidery foot at no cost motion quilting and embroidery.

The Singer 9960 Sewing Machine additionally comes with thirteen step-1 buttonholes. There are numerous retailers online the place you can buy your sewing machine. With a worldwide best sewing machine reviews fame for excellence and reducing-edge expertise, the company is predicated in Sweden, where it has been provided sewing machines since 1872. Without any doubt, this company is a leader in the sewing machine industry! This machine does have some limitations which may have an effect on extra advanced sewers. Making a banner or flag can be a fun mission for both adults and kids. To make it work, you want to be able to stretch your banner background tight so that the surface becomes simpler to paint. The Juki HZL-F600 has the whole lot you should work on robust fabric. The antique treadle machines usually work great however you need to concentrate on learning to sew, not on working the treadle. No questions however I want to let you already know that I would love to stitch up a quilt. Inspiring Our Daughters to Sew Buying a new new sewing machine is a fun and enjoyable experience. Home machines are suitable for soft garment fabrics which enable it to handle most clothing and crafts projects. There are many different machines to choose from, including rugged rotary models, two stitch utility machines, embroidery only machines, and electronic machines. Finding the best model can be tough. It is advisable to go for well established brands which are recognized for the time and effort they put within their products. Here are six popular brands of home sewing machines: This 13-pound machine is good for home sewing and delivers professional results. The Singer Featherweight II 117 produces a great gift for today's quilting, sewing, and craft enthusiast. The machine has 16 stitches and features electronic speed control, convertible free arm, top drop-in bobbin, and adjustable stitch width and length. It can produce around 750 stitches per minutes. This model is great for advanced decorative techniques including crazy quilting and appliqu?�. One of the machines which has been getting some of the finest user reviews online is the Brother PC-420. This machine costs about $390 (in case you research prices for the lowest price) and customers happen to be passing it on rave reviews. It has 294 built-in stitches and also this set with user-friendly features. Even though it is full of features a lot of people still believe it is easy to use. People are also commenting how the machine is fast and quiet. With over 180 reviews online this machine received an extremely impressive average user rating of four years old.7 stars. If you are looking for the good machine it's tough to argue with that form of customer comments. Professionals along with other art experts would then agree that this best machine for sewing for the kids is those computerized ones. This maybe since it offers more varied decorative options although it is usually higher priced at a price variety of $200 up. This is a good investment though mainly because it does not need plenty of maintenance and is high quality. Usually theses products have around 100-250 different stitches, patterns, buttonhole designs and may function with hard and thick fabrics like denim. Most models provide embroidery features with different styles like alphabets you could access from the Internet while many models offers quilting features too. This concludes then that no matter what level of expertise you are, often there is one best sewing machine in your case. Machine needles are bought in groups per pack. Ball point, sizes 9-11-14-16; standard point sizes 9-11-14-16; high quality sizes 11-14-16. The lower the amount the finer the needle as well as the higher the number the larger the needle. Rule of thumb, the lighter the information small the needle size and high fabrics utilize larger needle size. Also, small delicate thread use smaller needle. Your machine will include several needles and its cognizant of know which needle to make use of on the pad you might be sewing.

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Top Fashion Tips This Summer

It seems that nothing changes a lot more than women's fashion. Trying to keep track of the most up-to-date trends, whilst keeping the expense of clothes from having a toll on your pocketbook, can be frustrating and exhausting. Many women stop trying wanting to be fashionable and just turn to replacing clothing that gets worn out. However, a less arduous method to keep track of fashion having to break the bank is to apply that which you curently have to generate new, fashionable looks. If you'll perform the most standing pose to get a portrait or for commercial modeling, you have to slightly put weight one foot and cross another foot in the front. Slightly bend the lower limb you've put in front so your body will twist somewhat on the hip. Put your hands in your sides. Keep them relaxed, however, not an excessive amount of that the shoulders would sag. Remember to keep a straight back and square shoulders. This is a classic pose that you'll see in many full-body shots plus print advertisements that could want to present simplicity, elegance, and minimalism. If you feel awkward about just getting your hands on your sides, one variation from the basic standing pose would be to casually put one hand on the hip. For some people, this might look holistic. It also projects more confidence. This is why you can see this pose made by contestants in lots of beauty pageants. For men who're wearing standard trousers, it might be best to put your hand, aside from your thumb, inside pocket.

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It is not that troublesome to study just what these attributes are both! As the nineteenth 20th, and 21st centuries have shown, fashion trends are becoming history all the time, since trends are all the time evolving. Lots of innovative ideas about fashion could be found on-line. Nonetheless, there was a notable enchancment in fashion manufacturing in the course of the period of industrial revolution of the late 18th century. From a unique women’s measurement small to plus measurement clothes to the waist training corsets to the plus measurement corsets, there are choices for everybody. Take the time to buy round before you buy so that you're positive you are getting the very best deal on the best products. So it is best to choose the ring that you actually like and most accurately fits your character. Deciding what to put on in household images may be just as challenging as finding the right photographer. My recommendation is to go for what you like, no matter what the media inform you to wear. Thats why shoppers hesitate to choose merchandise they need in entrance of various kinds.

Tons of individuals love to grasp around the mall and explore new merchandise. Doing Well-known web solutions , you'll have area for more improbable discovers, and one other individual is taking advantage of your unneeded goods. Indian fashions, Indian artists and Indian fashions take part in the different events and performance taking place abroad. If you are FULL-BODIED AND SHAPELY, WOULD YOU CARE TO BE A PLUS Size Model? The good news is that these designer handbags are no longer just for the wealthy and well-known. Males's ties are a perfect instance. And, to be trustworthy, these modifications are value adopting, especially if you're a fashion-loving lady. It’s straightforward, fast, and our fruits and vegetables are all the time contemporary so that you just don’t need to fret about unintentionally touching a moldy peach. The police and press at the time characterized all Mexican American youth as petty criminals, and White sailors and Marines, who had been offended by the very concept of zoot suits, were solely too comfortable to have their stereotypes confirmed. The patterns have to be traced and the seam allowances added in. It is solely not your issue.

The truth is, this can be a trending model in terms of wedding ceremony garments. As any self-respecting fashionista knows, the change of season can imply just one thing: an important excuse to go procuring! Getting assist from an expert skilled that has labored with commerce current booths in quite a few venues will probably be invaluable by enhancing return on funding. And on this final one, just remember we report on the tendencies. And they no must search for other sources to learn about the knowledge. Thanks Yusra, I'm happy to know that it helped you. This has created a lot influence in pop circles. You may be shocked at how a lot money you save. It doesn't matter what age group the lady belongs, she would all the time carry a bag alongside together with her. You will must get pleasure from group actions and recognize you're only a part of a much bigger picture that draws from the enter of many players. Hancocks and JoAnnes. Particularly when you simply want a stable to enhance one thing.

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How to Wear White In The Winter

First impressions count, so it is crucial that you not let yourself down by wearing a low quality suit for your job interview, networking meeting or wedding. However, purchasing a decent new suit may cost an arm plus a leg, but don't despair, you don't need to allow yourself to be restricted by your financial allowance. Instead of buying, you'll be able to rent a suit for a fraction with the price of a replacement whilst still being supply the impression you wish to resign yourself order get your dream job, make an impression on an important client or catch the eye of the bridesmaid at your best mate's wedding. Buying a decent suit may cost hundreds or even thousands of pounds as well as single events like weddings video terrible waste of greenbacks to wear it once and then have it relaxing in the wardrobe for good more. Everyone now has an opportunity to express his personal style through blogs like Tumblr and elegance websites like Lookbook. Photography and photo editing skills in addition have made styles more interesting to capture and share to others. If you want to express yourself in street-style fashion, here are several pointers you can at heart. If a trendy item you obtained back senior high school has stopped being in style or no longer fits, however you still love the information, convert the item into new things. Dresses and pants could be converted to skirts, t-shirts into cardigans and tops and bottoms combined into dresses. Start looking with the clothing you've as a free resource to make something new and fabulous. If you've got a bunch of old T-shirts, combine them with the addition of ruffles and color to your shirt.

2) Bold Saturated Colors Reign

This season's bold, saturated colors rule which has a rich and regal look. Strong colors like cobalt blue, ruby red, turquoise, and grape can present you with that exquisite pop of color you need. We'll also see lots of beautiful mixing and matching of two-pieces in a similar color tone. I noticed, for example, that Ann Curry - the co-anchor of the Today Show - wore a beautiful blouse and pencil skirt in bold teal tones that were two different colors. They blended wonderfully with unmistakable elegance and magnificence. Finally, fashion production has also gone the world wide web way. Many great fashion companies now operate online. Lots of innovative ideas about fashion is available online. Different kinds of fashion wears and accessories can also be marketed online. Wholesale and retail fashion marketing will also be causing waves on the web. Mass output of fashion products can also be thriving on the web. The world is yet to witness a great deal since the fashion industry will continue to soar high.

One other think about making an attempt to look good is your hair type. Pure Apparel Group dubai office Hair Extensions - What and the way? Don't wear ankle boots with the incorrect pair of pants. Having different kinds and colors of Ugg boots makes it attainable to match your temper and your clothes. People from the entire world go in fashion exhibits for having the knowledge of dressing sense. Find a new method of having an intergalactic empire make decisions. There's a method that is destined to achieve success in attracting others consideration. By no means enable unhealthy habits get in the best way of creating your soccer video recreation all it may be. Don't get me improper, sporting older fashion jewellery exhibits fashion too, which is a whole totally different conversation. Get a outstanding picture, not simply excellent, make it outstanding. This text will include both styles, but will make it some extent to call out when something is newer or dated so that you wont be out of the loop. It shouldn't be the very first thing you place in your face, since concealer is too heavy for an all-over coat that evens out your skin tone. If you would like to buy a brand new cologne or cologne, try out a sample through the store very first.

People wish to look great, and studying glasses are a terrific accessory for that since others look you within the eyes first. A correctly made wig - even the standard artificial varieties - can look completely life like. You may look extraordinarily fashionable while carrying designer leather-based baggage and you can create a fashion assertion. And with the approaching of a brand new college 12 months come the fall traits in fashion. At the tail end of last yr and the start of this year there the place a wide variety of well-liked styles being sported by celebs that really stood out. For many years within the 90s baggy denims had been thought of to be the biggest type statement, nevertheless slowly they ran out on fans. Barthelemy Thimonnier invented a sewing machine in 1830 and inside ten years owned an eighty machine garment manufacturing facility that produced uniforms for the French navy. As an alternative, many years later, as we speak skinny denims are ruling the runway and streets alike.

It's not that tough to study just what these attributes are both! As the 19th twentieth, and 21st centuries have proven, fashion developments have gotten historical past on a regular basis, since developments are at all times evolving. A lot of revolutionary ideas about fashion can be discovered online. Nevertheless, there was a notable enchancment in fashion production throughout the interval of industrial revolution of the late 18th century. From a novel women’s size small to plus measurement clothes to the waist training corsets to the plus size corsets, there are choices for everyone. Take the time to buy round before you purchase so that you are sure you're getting the perfect deal on the most effective products. So it's best to choose the ring that you really like and most closely fits your persona. Deciding what to put on in family pictures could be simply as difficult as discovering the proper photographer. My advice is to go for what you like, no matter what the media tell you to wear. Thats why shoppers hesitate to choose merchandise they need in front of assorted sorts.

Tons of individuals like to hold around the mall and explore new products. Doing Famous internet solutions , you may have area for more fantastic discovers, and another individual is making the most of your unneeded items. Indian models, Indian artists and Indian models participate in the totally different events and efficiency going down abroad. If you're FULL-BODIED AND SHAPELY, WOULD YOU CARE TO BE A PLUS Dimension Model? The good news is that these designer handbags are now not just for the wealthy and famous. Men's ties are a perfect instance. And, to be honest, these changes are value adopting, particularly if you are a fashion-loving lady. It’s straightforward, quick, and our fruits and vegetables are all the time contemporary so that you simply don’t have to fret about unintentionally touching a moldy peach. The police and press on the time characterized all Mexican American youth as petty criminals, and White sailors and Marines, who have been offended by the very concept of zoot suits, have been solely too pleased to have their stereotypes confirmed. The patterns have to be traced and the seam allowances added in. It is only not your issue.

The truth is, this can be a trending model relating to wedding ceremony garments. As any self-respecting fashionista knows, the change of season can mean just one thing: an important excuse to go shopping! Getting help from an expert skilled that has labored with commerce current booths in quite a few venues might be invaluable by enhancing return on funding. And on this final one, simply remember we report on the tendencies. And so they no have to search for different sources to find out about the information. Thanks Yusra, I'm completely satisfied to know that it helped you. This has created a lot influence in pop circles. You may be shocked at how much money you save. No matter what age group the lady belongs, she would all the time carry a bag alongside together with her. You will have to enjoy group activities and recognize you are solely a part of a bigger picture that draws from the enter of many players. Hancocks and JoAnnes. Particularly if you simply want a solid to boost one thing.

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Hollywood Siren of the Day - Dorothy Dandridge and Her Fashion Style

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