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impactedfates · 8 months

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Gayly crashes inside here/J

Anyways may I request a Jing Yuan with [platonic] bio-child reader.. Who has the most chaotic personality ever [ft sharing the same braincells as Yanqing] thank youuu

— 🫶🏻 Anon with a teddy bear gift 🧸

A/N: THANK YOU FOR THE GIFT, I’LL TREASURE IT FOREVER 🧸 I HOPE YOU’LL LIKE THIS

Genre/Trope: Platonic + Family (JY, You and Yanqing!) + Crack

Format: Bullet Pointed Scenarios/HC

Warnings: None

Extra: Reader is a teen in this // Single Father JY again but he loves his kids // Yanqing will be your younger brother for this // Reader works under Fu Xuan // Not fully proofread // Some mentions of modern day stuff but time is still taken in the HSR Universe

Loveable Headaches - Platonic Dad! Jing Yuan x Reader

Jing Yuan really does love his children, both you and Yanqing...but you two never seem to give him a break do you? From your brother always buying swords to you deciding to dramatically gasp about the future, causing them to be scared when all that happened was that they trip over a pebble the next day...

On a day where he wished he could be sleeping having done all his paperwork (or...most of them) Fu Xuan comes barging in dragging you behind her, glaring at the man. And although making people scared of their future is rather bad when you're a diviner...he can't help but chuckle sometimes Fu Xuan tries to make him lecture you.

Fu Xuan: General Jing Yuan, your kid started laughing when they saw someone's future. Jing Yuan: Is that so? What did they laugh at? Fu Xuan: A poor guy who got jump scared by a ca- Jing Yuan: Wheeze Ah ahem I mean, they did?

When you and Yanqing are hanging out together. It's either Yanqing being the responsible one and leading you out of trouble, or the other way around. Not one time have you two shared a brain cell and thought logically. At rare times, both of you would have no brain cells and Jing Yuan would have a Cloud Knight knocking at his office and bringing the two rascals who scared the trainee knights.

When Mimi first grew up and the family realised she was in fact a lion, you climbed on her back and began riding her around like a horse.

[Name]: Go Mimi go!! Jing Yuan: Sweetie…please get off her. [Name]: What why? D: We're both feline great Jing Yuan: *Trying not to laugh* G-good one…but you're gonna get hurt.

You and Yanqing probably on more than one occasion tried to go into R rated films when you both were younger. Unluckily for you, everyone knows the Generals kid.

The Dozing General loves his naps and sleep but he also loves you!...But if he hears you playing "We Will Rock You" at 3am in the morning with pots and pans one more time-

Honestly you give Fu Xuan a headache too sometimes. We already said you laugh at a divination you give that scares the other person but you also tend to act disgusted, concerned or any negative emotion when reading future moments...this can either lead to you telling them what happened which is usually such a small thing or you not telling them, simply stating "Can't say, ruins the future"

You probably stole a bunch of things from his room, it worked out for a bit as he wasn't sure where everything was going but you revealed yourself as the lil thief when you tried to steal his heavy sword. (It's a sword right? Or smt??)

You made Jing Yuan wear a powerpuff girls outfit once for Halloween. If he was a powerpuff girl or Dr whatever his name was I forgot, is up to you.

Jing Yuan seems like the type of guy to give kids the big chocolate bars for Halloween, so he needs to hide them from you and Yanqing before Halloween is here or else the kids won't have any as you snatched them with your lil brother.

I see that when you and Yanqing were younger, you tried dressing up as each other, wearing wigs and each other's clothing to try and trick Jing Yuan...however, your clothes were too big on Yanqing, and his clothes were too small on you.

Yanqing tried to jump scare you once when you were using the hose for something, needless to say. Yanqing came back in the house absolutely soaked.

Perhaps one day, the two of you dressed up as Jing Yuan, he found it so adorable!! He took so many pictures of the 'Mini Generals'...he may or may not have attempted to take a day off, gesturing to the 'Mini Generals' and how they would do the work.

Fu Xuan: General…they're kids, they're not ready for your job Jing Yuan: Kids! That want to be me, why not train them? Fu Xuan: General Jing Yuan: Ah, no fun Madam Fu, I'm going I'll do my work, I'll do my work.

He questioned if you were a dog in disguise when you were like 5 tbh. Cuz you bit a lot of things, heck he once came into a meeting with you hanging off his arm...by biting him...doesn't hurt him but he did question where you learnt that.

Yanqing was adopted as a kid, when Jing Yuan first came home with the lil guy, and introduced him to you as your younger brother...you tried to make him fly by throwing him off the kitchen counter, to which THANKFULLY Jing Yuan has the quick reflexes to save Yanqing, he scolded you of course. And hey, good thing Jing Yuan did save your brother as you wouldn't have your partner in crime otherwise.

Idk if I made the reader chaotic or not but hopefully this was alrightwfiof.

Sorry for slow updates (I say as if I didn't mention I'd also be concentrated on other things). I'm going to some resort or something for a school tour(?) and apparently it has no wifi/signal, so wish me luck...gotta bond with my classmates.

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chaesparklez · 2 months

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familiarity | seok matthew x reader

wc: 3.2k

reader: femme afab

warnings: 18+ SMUT MINORS DNI

heavily gendered descriptions, fingering f!receiving, vaginal sex, slightly rough sex, unprotected sex, cumming inside, matthew is a little forceful but consent is still clear!

synopsis:

‘was he always that strong? had his smile always been that beautiful?’

a hazy summer day with your childhood best friend takes a very unexpected turn. two beating hearts, lingering gazes and dark thoughts lead to something more.

a/n: cross posted on wattpad and ao3 by moi. available on both platforms through user @/chaesparkle

"matthew stop! i'm serious, stop!" you begged between giggles as matthew chased you with a hose.

"NEVERR!" he booms in a mock-villain voice before flashing that big goofy grin of his and continuing to attack you.

a hot summer day spent at matthew's house, the two of you had somehow went from mowing the lawn to a crazed water fight.

you both sprinted around the lawn barefoot soaking each other with water before you finally yielded and declared him the winner of the stupid battle, to which he did a goofy celebration dance and sung in joy.

"ha ha, i win, you lose!" he sings in the most irritating tone ever. you can't help but scoff and smile to yourself at how happy he looks.

ever since you were toddlers, you and matthew had been the best of friends. you'd played with teddies and action figures together, walked to school together, gone on family holidays with all your parents together.

you'd grown apart a little after you'd moved away, but coming back to your hometown and spending summers with him connected you with the warm familiarity of your childhood best friend, and you had always found yourself chatting and squabbling like no time had passed. you hated to admit it, but you were both very dear to eachother.

but right now, he was just being his usual annoying self.

"for god's sake matthew, you don't have to do a celebration dance every time you win something!" you whine, raising your arm to punch him on the shoulder.

"or what?" he says, grabbing your wrist mid-air to halt it.

a second passes between you, the humid summer air suddenly blanketing around you uncomfortably. matthew looks right into your eyes, panting gently with that sunny smile on his face, seemingly unaware of the effect he'd had on you. your eyes waver, lost for a moment in his deep brown gaze.

in that loaded moment you became aware of his half buttoned shirt and the muscled chest that rose and fell against yours, glistening beads of water sitting on his smooth skin. his grip on your wrist is firm and your flesh in contact with his seems to tingle.

was he always that strong? had his smile always been that beautiful?

you snapped out of your trance shocked at your wandering thoughts. truthfully speaking, you had budding feelings for him ever since you moved out and found yourself missing his presence beside you everyday. but you'd always pushed those thoughts to the back of your mind.

because he was just... matthew. your matthew. cute adorable matthew. though he looked far from adorable with wet hair and his shirt unbuttoned like that...

'what the hell?? get a damn grip.' you mentally scolded yourself, your once again strange thoughts making you shudder.

besides, what was the point in nurturing feelings for him? you could tell by the way he treated you like a little brother that he'd never see you that way. the easy thing to do was just carry on like always.

matthew observed you in this reverie, furrowing his brows.

"you good?" he asked, slight concern behind his eyes.

"..yeah, duh, why wouldn't i be?" you shoot back, removing your wrist with an awkward cough.

"because you're being a weirdo, weirdo." he jabs, poking your forehead with a grin on his face.

that was it. you start chasing eachother all over again, him running and you screeching abuse at him loud enough for the whole neighbourhood to hear.

never a boring day with him, honestly.

you both crash through the front door and raid the freezer for popsicles, sweating and out of breath from both the heat outside and your demented tussle. matthew sits on the couch while you splay yourself out on the cool floor, both licking your popsicles absentmindedly.

"where's your mom?" you ask, turning onto your side and resting your head on your palm.

"on some bachelorette trip. you know our neighbour linda? she's getting married for the third time."

"husband number three already? damn, the woman's getting more action than me." you laugh in amusement.

"anyone can get more action than you, loser."

"um, excuse me!" you reply in mock offence clutching your chest. 'i am not a loser. i'm the picture of charm and sensuality.' you toss your hair and snoot your nose up at him.

"sure you are, marilyn monroe." he scoffs.

"you're just jealous you don't get bitches like me."

"oh really? have we forgotten what happened with keeho?"

you choke on your popsicle and go into a coughing fit, caught off guard by the mention of matthew's friend who'd asked you out a while ago.

"that was just a fluke..." you mumbled.

"i don't think so."

"it was!"

"you scared him off for life, man!" matthew exclaims, bursting into laughter at the memory.

matthew had introduced keeho to you at a mutual friend's birthday party a few years ago. you didn't talk much but he ended up asking you on a date- and your awkward teenage self had been too shy to say no. so... you went on a truly disastrous date with him that ended in you bursting into nervous laughter and lapsing into vine references when you thought he was going to kiss you.

needless to say, he was not interested after that.

"i genuinely need to ask why of all vine references you chose the krusty krab one.."

"i don't know," you groaned.

he continues laughing. "you literally sung the whole song while he just sat there. were you trying to join american idol?" he snorts.

"SHUT UP MAN," you complain. the sight of you cringing and embarrassed only makes him laugh harder. you narrow your eyes for revenge.

'okay, riddle me this then! why the hell did you decide a good way to confess to belle was to sing that cringy song for her in a fedora?? in front of the whole class?'

"hey, we were nine years old! and the fedora was fitting for the time."

"i'm afraid no time period excuses the abomination that is a fedora hat."

"you know she loved it."

"she literally laughed in your face and bullied you for the rest of the year."

"duh, because she was shocked at her overwhelming feelings for me and the aggression was a coping mechanism!"

you burst into laughter at how nonsensical this conversation was getting and shake your head. honestly sometimes this boy just talks to talk.

"your brain is strange as fuck, man. no girl can understand your thought process."

"apart from you." he responds absentmindedly.

a beat.

"yeah. apart from me." you respond after a second, heart thumping again like earlier. you quickly turn away from him, flustered and wanting to hide the blush seeping onto your cheeks.

you take the remote and hurriedly switch on the tv to distract yourself. watching for a while, you eventually zone out and forget about the weird moments earlier. you still feel tired from the water fight and stretch out on the floor. the white sundress with delicate tie straps you wear is still a little damp, the cotton cool against your skin.

"um.. why don't you get off the floor? you're wearing white, too." matthew comments, voice constricting suddenly,

"i don't wanna."

oblivious, you smile and stretch your limbs out. 'it's comfy here. you should lie down too.'

"i'm good." he replies a second too late, eyes wavering.

you prop yourself up on your elbows. "why not? come, lie down."

"forget it."

"whyy?" you whine, in a mood to annoy him since he wasn't responding. you begin chanting at a million syllables a second: 'why why why why why why why why why wh-'

then all of a sudden he is lying down... on top of you. his body over yours with his hand over your mouth to silence you.

what you were unaware of was that matthew's heart had also been racing for you. and maybe it was the balmy summer heat, or your mischievous smile, or the way the sunlight shone on your skin that he just wanted to stroke and kiss every inch of.

but he had been overtaken by all consuming desire.

hands gripping the sofa cushion with his teeth gritted, matthew had felt his bulge strain against his shorts. the tantalising view of you laying before him had drove him near madness. the creamy skin of your shoulders on display and visible nipples underneath the white fabric made him increasingly aware of the blood rushing to his cock. an angelic ingénue surrounded by a soft halo of hair splayed on the floor. a soft white peach ready for him to devour.

and the way you called out to him completely unaware of your dress riding up to show your coquettish pink panties, the flimsy tie strap falling down, so easy for him to untie with a simple tug of the string...

he had acted before thinking and found himself on top of you. the way your eyes widened and the heat of your warm breath on his palm didn't alleviate the pounding in his heart.

and now here you are, inches apart on the cool floor.

you stare into each others eyes for several seconds, the air heavy and peppered with the distant sounds of cicadas outside. something in his gaze had changed as he stares at you intensely. you'd never seen him look at you like that before.

"you can't just tell me to lie down without a care in the world. i'm a man too, you know." he says in a low voice.

"..w-what do you mean?" you whisper, voice catching in your throat.

his jaw clenches for a second before he breaks into a smirk and fixes the strap that had fallen off your shoulder.

"did you know your dress is see through?" he whispers, fingers tracing circles on your shoulder.

your face heats up at the realisation of what he's been seeing the whole time. your heart starts pounding.

with a soft smile, matthew closes his eyes and kisses you gently. your eyes flutter shut and you kiss back shyly, heart pounding knowing that deep down you'd been wishing for this to happen. his lips taste of strawberries and cream.

and your desire becomes even clearer when you feel his growing erection against your pelvis. a wave of pleasure washes through your body, starting from your wet core and blooming in your sternum. you deepen the kiss, hungry for him.

"please. want you so bad." he moans between your lips before burying his head in the crevice of your neck and planting hot kisses on your skin.

as he sucks and nibbles at your neck he runs a finger along your drenched panties, prompting a sharp intake of air from you at his touch. in a rushed movement he removes your panties with one hand and begins to massage your throbbing clit in circular motions.

"you're so wet for me already." he remarks breathlessly,

"oh my god, matthew..." you moan in sheer euphoria.

he slides a finger into your core while stimulating your clit with his thumb and you gasp in pleasure. kissing you deeply, he runs his tongue along the line of your teeth and you softly bite his bottom lip in response. matthew slides another finger into your center prompting a deep moan.

"mmnh, keep going," you whimper, the feeling of his fingers inside you combined with the stimulation to your clit almost being too much to bear.

eyes fixated on your face, he begins to rub your clit intermittently. going at it then stopping for a second before repeating the process several times when he felt you were getting close. this only increases your yearning and you whimper in submission, hips grinding to match the pace of his fingers whenever they made contact with your dripping wet core.

head spinning, whimpers escape your lips as he edges you. he begins to space out his movements, going a few more seconds without touching you each time. this drives you insane and you find your body being controlled like a puppet on strings under his touch. your pelvis jerks sharply now whenever his fingers made contact with your clit, mouth muttering indecipherable words, eyes shut tight and cheeks flushed. you feel your climax coming closer already.

"ah, matthew... that feels so good.." you moan softly.

he regards you for a second, taking in your tear stained cheeks and swollen lips. the view of you an utter mess just from his fingers sends him on a further descent into madness and he kisses your neck hungrily as if to consume you.

he couldn't take it anymore. he had to take you right here on the floor.

hastily pulling down his pants to reveal his fully grown erection, he pumps it a couple of times before aligning it with your throbbing pussy. running the tip up and down the length of it to wetten his cock. you take a sharp intake of breath in response, head spinning from the stimulation.

just before he enters you, he locks eyes with you and brushes the hair out of your face.

"are you sure?" he breathes, pupils wavering.

you nod with yearning, and he smiles and kisses your forehead.

with painstaking care he pushes his cock inside you inch by inch, allowing your pussy to get used to his size.

you throw your head back and moan as your pussy takes his girthy length, a mixture of pain and pleasure making it throb like crazy. a tear escapes your eye from the pressure. matthew wipes it away gently with the back of his hand and brushes the hair out of your eyes.

"such a good girl. you're taking my cock so well for me." he whispers. the sound of his impassioned voice combined with the feeling of him inside you sends a wave of pleasure throughout your body.

he fucks you slowly, deliberately, tip hitting your g spot with every impassioned thrust making your pussy clench tantalisingly around his length.

you throw your head back and feel his cool fingers trace the line of your neck running down to your shoulder, where with a gentle tug he undoes the tie of your sundress. the soft material slips off easily revealing your pert breasts. he cups one in his hand and licks tantalisingly at your hardened nipple, biting gently prompting a soft yelp from you.

you run your hands through his thick hair, gazing up at him between half lidded eyes. as you make eye contact he kisses you once again. you moan between his lips in ecstasy at the sensation of his strong hands exploring your body and his soft lips on yours.

in a swift movement he picks you up off the floor and presses your body against the wall, your arms around his neck for support while he hold you by your legs. you gasp as your back makes contact with the cold wall and center throbs once again at his effortless show of strength. his muscled arms flex as they grip your thighs, hips moving rapidly as he begins to pound you.

you cry out deeply as you receive his sloppy thrusts, pussy clenching tighter around his length driving him crazy.

"ah! f-fuck.. oh my god...matthew, i.." you moan desperately, unable to form a sentence at the way the feeling of his cock inside you clouds your mind.

he lets out a moan at the amalgam of sensations you're making him feel; the feeling of being inside your throbbing pussy, the way his arms burn from holding you against the wall, and your fucked out face right before him unable to do anything but stammer and take his cock. eyes watering, cheeks red, face contorted in a visage of pleasure.

he has you laying on the couch beneath him in a flash with your legs wrapped around his thighs while you lay gazing up at him fucking you in a trance, hair a fluffy mess and sweat glistening on his skin.

he's struggling not to cum from the view beneath him, your perfect tits bouncing with the movement driving him insane. you can feel your high slowly creeping up on you as his thrusts grow stronger, prompting a loud moan from you at every single movement.

"fuck.. matthew... i'm close.." you manage to choke out as your eyes flutter closed in euphoria, focusing on feeling how wet your pussy is and the way matthew's cock gradually brings you to orgasm.

"me too. cum for me baby, come on." he rasps.

and the moment washes over you both like water. he moans deeply as he finishes, hot cum pumping inside you while your walls clench around him milking his cock of every drop of cum. simultaneously you moan with your eyes closed and palm on your forehead, hips undulating as you ride out your orgasm.

in a daze, you open your eyes lazily as he pulls out, cum seeping out of your center making your pussy twitch. matthew leans down to kiss you, his cheeks flushed from the exertion. in that moment, you realise just how much you've fallen for him. you kiss back passionately and whisper: "thank you.." through half lidded eyes.

the late afternoon sunshine shines through the net curtains casting an array of shapes onto yours and matthew's skin.

you lay in a tangle of white bedsheets, unclothed and in a state of giggly bliss. matthew's hair is still a little damp from the shower you'd taken together- him insisting on soaping your body and making sure you weren't aching too much from the session. he'd even towelled you dry and brought you snacks afterwards.

and now he's here whispering sweet nothings into your ear and tracing circles on your palm, sunlight shining a golden glow on his milky skin.

you kiss his neck and he lets out a soft laugh, peering down at you and tucking your hair behind your ear before planting a kiss on your temple.

"was it not sudden to you?" he asks.

"hm?" you reply.

"what we just did.." he says, sentence trailing off as his cheeks pinken a little.

you laugh at his sudden docility, so different from the boldness he had showed just an hour ago. you prop your head up on your hand then interlock your fingers with his, gazing into his eyes.

"no," you answer. you stroke his knuckles with your thumb softly. 'i've felt this way about you for a while.'

"really?"

"mhmm."

"how didn't i notice before? i mean... i've liked you for a long time."

"because you're stupid." you burst out into giggles. 'why else do you think i bombed it with keeho?'

his eyebrows raise in surprise.

"wait, so... you mean you did that on purpose? because you liked me?"

you laugh and plant a sweet kiss on his cheek.

"i'm surprised you didn't find out earlier."

"hmmm," he replies in mock thought. 'so you seduced me on purpose today?'

"oh, that was completely by chance. i told you im irresistible."

"well, that's true..." he says, before pulling the sheet over your heads and planting a thousand kisses all over your body.

you yelp and laugh and ruffle his hair as he kisses your neck, your breasts, your waist, before he sinks further down to plant a kiss on your pelvis. he looks up at you like a golden retriever and you both know you're ready to start this all over again.

he smiles that gorgeous smile of his. the smile that's always been there ever since you were kids. your beautiful matthew.

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princedetectives · 11 months

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im playing pq2 and i cant get the image of yosuke taking teddie outside and hosing him down like a dog out of my mind

#persona q2 #p4 teddie #persona 4

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son1c · 4 months

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i adore how round teddy looks... he looks chubby and I THINK that makes him even CUTER!!!! the bear paws are such a great bonus too! shadow is very lucky!! (also i love your designs they are so CUTE WAAA)

ya he doesn't have the typical sonic character body type (i.e. skinny rubber hose), instead for him i very much based it on winnie the pooh <3

#anonymous

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rockmiyabideusexmachina · 5 months

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2024 Megaman Valentine’s Day Fanart Contest Rules Thread *CLOSED*

Hiya. Anybody still using social media or drawing and not using AI? OK, cool. Drawing neat Meganman pics contest #17 for Lovey Dovey Day sponsored by me and stuff is go time. After last year was a little different, and went the gift exchange route, it's back to your regularly-scheduled competition this season. The deadline this year will be on Tues., Mar. 12th, 2024. Nearly a month AFTER Valentine's Day? Wh…why? Because I'm tired, and you all are too, that's why. Or, well, read on to find out. XD As is the usual norm, there are two categories this year, one for Talent and one for Humor. You are allowed to submit one entry for each category, if you would like. If you place in one category, you will be automatically disqualified from the other, for reasons of fairness, and to give other people a chance to win a prize.

CATEGORY 1 (Talent): Black and White Day

This year, good ol' Steamboat Willie, the first Mickey Mouse cartoon, went into public domain and people got somewhat excited about that. On top of games like Cuphead or Bendy and the Ink Machine, the retro look of 'Rubber Hose' animation has had a bit of a revival over recent years. You might even know a fellow Mega Man artist or two who has experimented with that style, or maybe even own a Mega Man shirt that has the pic above on it, as I do. So, for this year's talent category, your goal will be to create a beautiful monochrome piece in a retro Rubber Hose art style celebrating the pseudo-Valentine's holiday known as White Day. What is White Day? How would you draw something for it? If you've played X DiVE, you certainly know about the White Day outfits for characters such as Alia, Cinnamon or Axl. But here is a basic explanation via Wikipedia: "White Day is relatively new, created by the confectionery industry in Japan. White Day was first celebrated in 1978. It is celebrated one month after Valentine's Day, on March 14th. It started as an "answer day" to Valentine's Day on the grounds that men should pay back the women who gave them chocolate and other gifts on Valentine's Day. Men are expected to return gifts that are at least two or three times more valuable than the gifts received in Valentine's Day. The color white was chosen because it's the color of purity, evoking "pure, sweet teen love", and because it's also the color of sugar. Gift exchanges happen between romantic partners, friends, and coworkers. Traditionally, popular White Day gifts include food like white chocolate, marshmallows, candy, cookies, and other "white" accessories like jewelry, bags, lotions, and lingerie."

Content Requirements: * Mega Man characters of your choice celebrating White Day * Mimicking retro "rubber hose" art style (Eg: Steamboat Willie era Mickey Mouse, Betty Boop, Popeye, Cuphead, etc.) * Black and white/monochrome palette. Seeing as this is a Mega Man contest, a retro Game Boy screen-like greenish tint is acceptable. As it is for love, I will also accept a garish Virtual Boy reddish tint, if you are that daring. Otherwise, try to keep your art retro-looking, using black, white and grey. No full-color illustrations for this category. * As this is the talent category, judging will be primarily based on the effort, creativity & overall concept of your piece. How well you pull off the rubber hose style for your characters and how well your picture fits the White Day theme.

CATEGORY 2 (Humor): Showing Some Skins

If you are like me, you have a favorite skin/outfit in X DiVE and you never end up changing it out. It may not be Christmas or Halloween anymore, but you might be that person who always uses Christmas Ferham or Halloween Vile, regardless of the time of year. So, forget the Cupid costumes or giant teddy bear outfits this Valentine's. Create your own holiday skin/outfit you wish would have been implemented in DiVE, but it's being worn at the wrong time of year. For the humor category this year, I would like you to create a funny Valentine's day pic where some character is wearing the wrong holiday outfit/skin that kinda changes the whole mood of a romantic evening together. Then again, it may or may not kill the romance, and might enhance it. Whether it be St. Patrick's Day Toad Man driving Snake Man and Ophiuchus out of a candle-lit restaurant, Tron Bonne picking up her date on her Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade Float Gustaff, Tax Day Armor X crunching numbers with Alia in bed while asking her if she plans to file single or jointly this year, or someone risking themselves for President's Day sexy Mr. Lincoln skin Proto Man, the romantic holiday mismatches are endless!

Content Requirements: * A Megaman character of your choice wearing any holiday-themed skin/outfit that does not really belong for Valentine's Day, in a Valentine's Day setting. * As this is the humor category, judging will be based primarily on how funny your piece is. Creativity, concept and execution may get you some bonus points. But the focus of this category is how well you make us laugh, not how technically skilled you are at art!

PRIZES:

The winners for both the Talent and Humor categories will receive the following:

1st Place: $175 USD 2nd Place: $100 USD 3rd Place: $75 USD

SUBMISSION GUIDELINES:

When you submit, I would prefer you include the following information in this format, along with your entry:

(Your name/preferred alias) – As much as I usually know who you are, there’s always someone new or somebody who has a different preference from what their email name says. A link to your preferred social media account also works.

(Category this entry is for) – You can either say 1/2, or Talent/Humor

Anything else you feel I need to know about your piece is always welcome.

Only submit your own work, as usual. Any character, major or minor, from any series is allowed. Pairing characters from different series is totally allowed. Same-gender pairings are completely fine. OCs are allowed, as long as your art contains at least one canon Megaman character.

As always, participants are allowed to submit from all over the world.

Paypal is still the preferred method for cash prize payouts. Please have a valid account to receive your winnings.

Youngin’s, get your parents permission before entering.

Entries can either be e-mailed to me at rock2125[at]hotmail[dot]com, or you can just DM/note me a link to your pic.

DO NOT post your pics in this thread, your dA galleries, Twitter, tumblr blogs, other sites, etc. until the contest is over. This is the fairest way for competitive reasons. I prefer to keep them all secret until the deadline has passed. I’ll edit a confirmed entry list in this thread when I receive them. So you won’t be in the dark about whether or not I’ve received your entry.

DEADLINE:

The deadline for this contest will be Tuesday, March 12th, 2024, by the global end of the day. This gives you nearly 2 months to finish your entries! And if I'm lucky, results can be posted on or near White Day, which is March 14th. A little different this year, both to give people more time, and to fit in with this year's themes mixing it up.

MISCELLANEOUS INFO:

As usual, If you don’t plan to enter, but would like to help me judge, please let me know through DM or mention so here. Never hurts to have extra opinions on all the entries.

Bug me with questions if you have any. Please join in, and good luck to everyone who enters!

Confirmed Entries:

Cat 1 Talent - HikariLux, @eulogysinger, Kaitlin.EXE, @wennastudio, Komito, @sylviidaee,

Cat 2 Humor - AbilityField, @aurantia-ignis, Miralie

#Rockman #Megaman #Mega Man #Rock Miyabi's 2024 Megaman Valentine's Day Contest #Fanart Contest

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papuhater · 8 months

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SHIKABANE NO ODORI

DAY TWO

a/n : i apologize for how shitty was the other one, i literally write these in one night, and i am rn in a school trip of 5 days. i do not condone or romanticize any of this behaviour.

pairing : ARKHAM!riddler x gn!reader

warnings : yandere shit, graphic description of violence, possesive behaviour, obsessive behaviour, forced isolation, abuse, all the good stuff (sarcasm).

KO-FI 🕯️ || HALLOWEEN SPECIAL 🎃

it had been a bad idea to try to outwit the riddler, in his own lair of secrets, it was written in stone that he would find you.

now you were again in the punishment room, a locked dark room that you were kept in when you misbehaved against edwards's criteria, which normally depended on how he got out of bed. the cold atmosphere of the room made you shiver, what would edward do? this was your first attempt of escape. what kind of punishments would his twisted mind come up with?

as you pondered about your past and your possibly future, you only lifted your head slightly as the door opened, and the monster's shadow extended on the floor.

he looked royally pissed,

but he didn't say anything, all he did was come in with some food and place it on the floor

"eat it."

you quickly grabbed the bowl and began to eat, but weirdly, there weren't any utensils, so you began to chug the soup down but before the liquid even touched your tongue the beast screeched.

"no! you're not supposed to eat it like that, you mutt!" you quickly stopped, scared of the consequences "eat it like you deserve it, like a worthless dog"

your eyes widened, he wanted you to eat it off the floor? you tried to speak but you were cut off with a slapping sound, and a stinging pain in your cheek, he had slapped you.

"eat it off the floor you worthless mutt!"

the words...the slap, everything was too much, as you tried to eat the soup, but the blows kept coming, some even punching you into the soup until your face was soaked in the dense liquid. your face felt bruised, every punch felt even worst each time.

when you managed to finish the soup, or when the soup was all over your face and on the floor, he stopped, and stared at you, fuming rage clouded his vision to the point where you couldn't gaze into them, he scoffed and nudged your face with his boot, making you look at him

"try to fucking run away again, i'll break your legs"

it was not a threat.

it was a fucking promise.

you began trembling and trying to back away but not managing because of the tight chain on your ankle.

"behave you worthless mutt." and with that, he turned around and closed the door.

it had been a few days since he took you out of the punishment room, he made you sit on the floor, right next to his chair, where his greasy and dirty hand toyed with your hair mindlessly, dirtying it. even though he had taken you out of your isolation, it was still a punishment every day.

bathtime? spray you down with a hose.

sleeping? on the dark squeaking floor.

eating? like a damn dog on the floor devouring a cold, unsavoury soup.

he kept you as a pet, and he was a bad owner.

right now you were in deep sleep, shuddering on the cold floor, your side was bruising

against it, until you felt a calloused hand wrap around your arm and hoisted you up.

"huh?" you groaned but got no response as you were dragged to the bed, you were fully awake when you laid, you tried to get up, only for a lanky dirty arm to pull you down to the bed again, you were about to panic

"sleep you worm" he growled and all you could do was lay down next to him, it was uncomfortable how he was spooning you, feeling his chest against your back as he hugged you as if you were a teddy bear.

"Hmm, you'll never leave me will you?" he chuckles "you need me" it was a sleepy mumble but it iced you to the core, and that's how you understood

you were never leaving.

#edward nygma x reader #batman x reader #riddler x reader #riddler #dc x reader #the riddler #the riddler x reader

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my-soupy-brain · 10 months

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heatwave thoughts. Skiving off work with ted cause it’s simply too hot outside. Turning all the fans on, spraying him with the garden hose (bonus points if it makes his white t-shirt all wet 😁😁🤭🤭).

I don't know if the heatwave broke there or not, it's still here in the U.S. but I love this idea and also playing in water when you're an adult feels like being a kid, and Ted is all about it. Let's gooo!

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Relationship: Ted Lasso x reader

Warnings: Lust and light smut ahead

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This heat was just not conducive for the team to practice. It was too hot, too dangerous, and Rebecca and the coaching team agreed that it was time for a day off.

So when Ted waltzed back through the door of your shared flat, you were more than happy to see his face again.

You wore as little as you could. The window a/c unit you had wasn't cutting it. A lightweight tank top and your underwear would have to do for now.

While Teddy was gone this morning you'd put all the fans you could find on full blast, your feet propped up on the coffee table with a glass of iced sun tea in your hand.

As soon as he walked in the door, he was sweating.

"Good golly, Miss Molly! It's miserable out there!" he shouts over the whir of the fans.

"I know! So far the bedroom is fairly cool but the rest of the house is sweltering!" you shout back. "Want some tea?"

He looks at you and nods, stripping off his polo, then his khakis left only in his boxer briefs and t-shirt where he sits next to you on the couch.

"No one better come to the door today," you joke, taking a sip of te a.

Ted looks at the two of you, practically matching in your white tops and navy blue underwear.

"Yeah but we look like one of them old-school Gap commercials, too" he jokes, wiggling his eyebrows at you.

When you pop up to refill your tea, he taps your bottom.

"I don't mind the view though," he shouts from the living room, making you chuckle as you bring the pitcher into the living room.

"I don't either there, UPS man," you joke with a wink, making him tilt his head.

"You're carrying a big package there," you add to explain it, and he chuckles and blushes.

As you enjoy the fans and tea, you get an idea.

"I think I know another way we can beat the heat!"

Ted takes a sip. "Yeah? How's that?"

You hold your hand out to get him off the couch and lead him to the garden.

"Garden hose."

Ted laughs. "What, like we're kids again? You gonna spray me with that?"

When you twist the dial on the spigot, you aim the hose at yourself first, drenching yourself in the cool water.

"Ohhhhh yeah, this is where it's at!" you shout, running it through your hair.

Ted watches the water soak your white tank top, your nipples reacting to the cold temperature. It's like a slow-motion 80s hair metal music video, watching you douse yourself with the hose.

Before he can react anymore, uh, physically to what he's seeing, you're aiming the hose at him.

"Ready, Teddy?" you ask with a smile, and he looks down, his cock tenting his underwear. Well, the cold water will help.

"Hit me, baby!" he shouts, and your thumb hovers the hole of the hose and sprays him.

And oh, Lord. You didn't know that wet, white t-shirts worked on men like it does on women. You can see his pecs, his chest hair, his tummy, all sticking to the white undershirt.

Was this cool water really working? Or are you heating up for another reason?

"Here, I have an idea..."

You attach the hose to a sprinkler attachment and lay it down on the lawn, letting the two of your stand in the stream of water as it moves.

Ted holds his hand out and pulls you to his chest, your bodies wet and sticky, but smiling as it drips off your noses and hair. You lean in to kiss him.

"Mmm, garden water," you smile to his lips. "Always tastes fresher than any other water."

Ted laughs, leaning his lips to your neck and sucking the water off there.

"Yeah, yeah it sure does."

His hands run down your body, over your tight nipples, down your hips and then to your ass. Your hands take their own journey across his broad shoulders and chest.

"You like this?" you whisper and he nods, kissing the water on your neck again.

"Mmm, it's the perfect way to beat the heat, darlin'..."

...

After frolicking in the garden, Ted walks you to your bedroom -- the only cool room in the house -- and strips you of your wet clothes, while he does the same.

You pull each other into bed, under the covers, enjoying the chill of the room while your bodies tangle in the sheets to make heat of your own.

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Ha! This was so fun! So much fun. Ted would so play in the garden hose, and be all about it. I loved this so much. Thank you so much for the prompt, friend!

#ted lasso x reader #ted lasso fanfic #ted lasso fanfiction #ted lasso smut #ted lasso fluff #ted lasso x you #playing with a garden hose with ted is just ultimate fun

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usafphantom2 · 6 months

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SR-71 pilot recalls when a KC-135Q crew flew through a thunderstorm with their tanker’s throttles frozen to refuel his Blackbird.

The KC-135Q

It’s impossible to overemphasise the essential role played by the KC-135Q tanker crews, without whom successful prosecution of the SR-71 Blackbird mission would have been impossible. As told by Paul F Crickmore in his book Lockheed Blackbird: Beyond the Secret Missions (Revised Edition), it became apparent to Strategic Air Command (SAC) that the tanker force dedicated to supporting SR-71 operations would need to be expanded beyond the original 21 Q-model aircraft and in 1967 the decision was made to modify an additional 35 aircraft. Some 20 KC-135As from the 70th AREFS, 43rd BW at Little Rock AFB, Arkansas, and 15 from the 306th AREFS, 306th BW at McCoy AFB, Florida were therefore converted.

SR-71 T-Shirts

CLICK HERE to see The Aviation Geek Club contributor Linda Sheffield’s T-shirt designs! Linda has a personal relationship with the SR-71 because her father Butch Sheffield flew the Blackbird from test flight in 1965 until 1973. Butch’s Granddaughter’s Lisa Burroughs and Susan Miller are graphic designers. They designed most of the merchandise that is for sale on Threadless. A percentage of the profits go to Flight Test Museum at Edwards Air Force Base. This nonprofit charity is personal to the Sheffield family because they are raising money to house SR-71, #955. This was the first Blackbird that Butch Sheffield flew on Oct. 4, 1965.

The only crews qualified to refuel the SR-71 Blackbird

KC-135Q crews and their aircraft were unique from the rest of the Air Force in several ways. As explained by Col. Richard H. Graham, a former Blackbird pilot, in his book SR-71 The Complete Illustrated History of THE BLACKBIRD The World’s Highest, Fastest Plane, their aircrews in fact were the only one certified in Blackbird’s specific radio-silent rendezvous procedures, and their boom operators were the only ones qualified to refuel the SR-71. The Q-model tankers had special plumbing between their fuel tanks, allowing them to transfer JP-4 and JP-7 fuel between various tanks. Their engine could burn transfer JP-4 or JP-7 fuel. If the SR-71 landed somewhere JP-7 fuel was not available, the Q-model tankers flew in with the fuel and, through the use of transfer hoses on the ground, were able to refuel the SR-71.

No SR-71 story would be complete without KC-135Q

No story on the SR-71 would be complete without an understanding and appreciation of just how valuable the KC-135Q model tankers and their crews were to the successful and safe completion of every mission.

It suffices to say that an SR-71 never ran out of gas, as proved by the following story told by former Blackbird pilot David Peters.

‘There are many stories of the loyalty, bravery and reliability of our Q tanker guys. This is a great one for sure.

The story of the SR-71 Blackbird that pitched up and collided with a KC-135Q tanker during an air refueling over El Paso

KC-135Q crews bravery

‘Ed Bethart and I were flying a mission out of Kadena and it was definitely thunderstorm season. We were in heavy clouds headed to the tanker after takeoff and as we got DF and distance contact, we couldn’t see a thing. As we closed in, we had our 2000 ft altitude separation and at a mile had no contact. So, we told the guys to recheck their altimeter setting because we were coming up a thousand and in 1/2 mile. They confirmed their setting and altitude and airspeed so we moved up and in.

‘Still nothing.

‘Restated the whole thing and that we would come up 500 and close to a 1/4 mile. Still nothing then like bursting through a curtain there he was right where he said he was.’

Throttles frozeni

He continues;

‘We closed for hook up and got contact. I noticed that I kept ducking my head beside something was hitting the windscreen. It was ice falling off the tanker.

‘I said “Hey Teddy (Ted Bittel) you have Ice coming off.” About that time Ed says “we are at 290 kts and descending.” Of course, Teddy could hear that on the boom interphone and he says “yes we have had the throttles frozen for the last half hour so we are trying to get the speed up for when you get heavier.” It all worked out and we got filled up.

KC-135R print

This print is available in multiple sizes from AircraftProfilePrints.com – CLICK HERE TO GET YOURS. KC-135R Stratotanker 161st Air Refueling Wing, 197th Air Refueling Squadron “Copperheads”, 63-8038 – Arizona Air National Guard – Sky Harbor ANG Base, AZ

‘However, the weather was so bad, when we tried to climb out, we hear very heavy turbulence, rain and lightning. Tried three times to accel but got violent unstarts each time. I tried going to manual inlets to open up and try to make it but it just couldn’t do it so we had to abort and return to Kadena.

A 20 lb block of ice

’In the debrief the maintenance guys came in and showed us that the wave guide antennas in the nose were gone totally eroded by the rain. Then Chief Kelly came in and dropped a 20 lb block of ice on the table. He said it came from the flight control mixer quadrant.’

Peters concludes;

‘So, another of those stories where circumstances were incredibly difficult to the point of losing the mission but not because our incredible Q guys weren’t there for us.’

Be sure to check out Linda Sheffield Miller (Col Richard (Butch) Sheffield’s daughter, Col. Sheffield was an SR-71 Reconnaissance Systems Officer) Twitter Page Habubrats SR-71 and Facebook Page Born into the Wilde Blue Yonder for awesome Blackbird’s photos and stories.

Photo credit: U.S. Air Force

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howwelldoyouknowyourmoon · 1 year

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Over the Moon – Escaping the Unification Church

featuring Teddy Hose

Also:

Talk Beliefs October 2018 Secrets of the Moonies ~ with Teddy Hose [Ex-Unification Church]

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#Teddy Hose #Unification Church #moonies

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whatisonthemoon · 2 years

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New Episodes of “Blessed Child” with Teddy Hose!

Two new episodes of the “Blessed Child” podcast came out interviewing Teddy Hose:

The Church of Bad Dads- Teddy Hose Part 1

This week I spoke with Teddy Hose who is an artist and writer based in Brooklyn, NY. We spoke on a range of topics from growing up in Bridgeport Connecticut, the history of the church, current issues in energy and politics, the power dynamics in the cult and how we are healing after being labor trafficked in the Unification Church by an para military organization called “Special Task Force” (STF,OLT,GPA).

Teddy Hose grew up in the Tarrytown community just north of the city, near the Moon family in the 80s and 90s, before his family moved to Seattle when he was a teen. Teddy was a 2nd generation leader in Seattle in high school, then went on to do STF and attend the University of Bridgeport for 2 years, before transferring to the School of Visual Arts in NYC. He now creates social media videos for television networks career-wise, and his own art on the side, currently music. Teddy is most known for his whistleblower efforts on cults and the Unification Church, having appeared on Netflix’s Explained, A&E’s Cults & Extreme Belief, and numerous podcasts while doing graphic design for the Falling Out podcast.

The Church of Bad Dads- Teddy Hose Part 2

Part 2 of "The Church of Bad Dads" With Teddy Hose. We will continue to talk about our experiences with a Unification Church Front group/ labor trafficking organization called “Special Task Force” (STF also known as OLT, GPA, DONE).

I am happy to release part 2 of this interview as a special bonus episode. This episode lays some great content for the next episode in the roster. Teddy and I have some insightful comments to make about the structure of the Unification Church, the systems of control in place to make it work, and how we are recovering after leaving. So make sure to come back soon for another dose of Blessed Child Podcast.

Teddy is a human rights activist and is best known for his whistleblower efforts on cults and the Unification Church, having appeared on Netflix’s Explained, A&E’s Cults & Extreme Belief, and numerous podcasts while doing graphic design for the Falling Out podcast

#second generation #teddy hose #podcast #blessed child podcast #ex-moonies #ex-members #unification church #ex-second generation #second generation adults #SGA #STF #special task force #fundraising

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not-a-space-alien · 11 months

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hello!! I've just started reading Watch Your Step, and i love it so far T o T !! Do you have character sheets/commissions/descriptions of what each character looks like? I'd love to draw them ^^ !!

Hey that's so sweet! I'm glad you're enjoying it!!

So, you are allowed to picture the characters differently if you think that's fun, but all the visuals that exist of all the characters should be linked in the story masterpost! But I'll recap the main details here to make it easier to reference!

Thistle

By @echollama and @bottlesandbuttons

Height: 5.56 inches

Thistle probably has the greatest "open to interpretation" factor in his look. The only details that are specified in the actual text of the story is that he's bug-like enough to freak out people who are creeped out by bugs, and that he has long black hair. (That and the details of his wing being torn, as well as thing like him emoting with his ears, which implies they're probably longer than a humans'.) I personally would love to see some different takes on what that could look like, but this has been his most consistent character design.

Marcy

by @freshpoof03

Height: 5' 3"

Marcy's only canon descriptors are that she's implied to be fat at certain points, and this contrast Thistle notes with Teddy in 1.10:

Out of all three of the giants, Teddy was the one he was the least familiar with, and the least comfortable. She was the opposite of Marcy in a lot of ways. Marcy was thick, Teddy was thin. They had different skin and hair colors. Marcy had long hair, Teddy had short. Marcy liked looking at bugs, and Teddy hated it. Marcy loved to touch him, handle him, examine him–loved it too much, an unsettling amount.

She also looks "alt" enough that people assume she's a lesbian in 2.3.

Teddy and Colin

They don't have art yet, but these are their picrews!

Heights: 5' 6" (Teddy) and 6'2" (Colin)

Teddy is implied to black at a few different points in the story and is contrasted with Marcy as I said earlier. Colin is specified to be white and very plain-looking in 2.3

With the power of crowd-sourcing, they even managed to find slurs to hurl at Colin, a cisgender white man who even on his most rebellious days never managed to look more countercultural than the average saltine cracker. If the fire hose of boiling malice hadn’t been so scary, it might almost be impressive.

Colin also spends a lot of time outside, so I imagine he has perpetual tan lines.

Jewel

By @echollama

Not much to say here honestly. Clownfish mermaid.

Length including tail when stretched out: 6 inches

Violet and Petunia

By @dearheartwitcher

Heights: 3.5 inches (Violet) and 2 inches (Petunia)

Violet (left) and Petunia (right) are specified to be "mousey," fuzzier than a human, and have tails. Also open to interpretation, but Petunia is specified to have colorful clothes made out of candy wrappers and black fur.

Severa

by @echollama

Her right arm is torn off in the shredder till just past the elbow in 2.10. The grey hair and ribbon, and being green, are all that's specified in the text.

Length including tail when stretched out: ~30 inches

Moon

by @echollama

Moon probably has the most detailed description out of anyone

But no. He was clearly male–although possibly this was a case of using magic to change appearance without being able to change larger features of sex, such as body size, which Thistle had heard of but never seen firsthand. But this new person’s wings were too different to be a pixie–they weren’t translucent like Thistle’s but solid and powdery like a moth’s wings, green and purple appendages stretching out behind him. He had long, shiny black hair, braided elegantly, and his clothes were fine, no cobbled together rags like Violet and Petunia had had…finer even than Thistle’s own clothes. And he was….fuzzy. The ends of very soft-looking fur poked out from the top of his shirt and the ends of his sleeves. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground in a patch of rapidly waning moonlight, sheltered under the leaves of a sapling, eyes closed. As Thistle’s footsteps grew loud enough to alert this stranger to the pixie’s presence, his eyes snapped open. They were red–and reflective, indicating he had better night vision than a pixie.

The cane is for balance because he has foot drop in his left foot.

Height: 8 inches

Sierra

Only has a picrew, but not really any description details given.

Height: 5' 4"

Lalitha and Jaden

Also only have picrews, and no real descriptions given, but Lalitha Mishra is a Hindi name.

And lest we forget...

Mochi

Image taken from google

#Watch Your Step #my writing #long post #gt

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drarrily-we-row-along · 2 years

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July 2: Garden Hose

"Alright, Scorp," Draco said as he finished setting the table for brunch with Harry and his children. They'd been dating for eight months now and they decided that it was finally time to tell them. "Don't forget-"

"To be on my best behavior," he finished.

"And don't-"

"Only play with Albus and ignore the others," he recited dutifully.

He nodded, "Especially-"

"Lily because James and Teddy will glum onto one another."

Draco chuckled and pressed a kiss to the top of Scorpius' head, "I love you."

He grinned and for just a heartbeat, Draco was looking at his child when he was small. "Love you too," he said. Then he turned back to his mobile and Draco was sitting with a thirteen year old again.

The chime that their wards had been breached went off and Draco brushed his hands over his trousers and dress shirt, straightening them.

"You look fine," Scorpius called and he couldn't help but huff a laugh.

When he opened the door, he was met by the sound of three voices arguing, while Harry tried to get them to stop. "Godric," he said when the door opened, sounding harried and frazzled, and altogether not quite ready. "Sorry that we're late," he said even as the Potter children stumbled through the door, still arguing. "Sorry that we're fighting. Sorry that my shirt has a coffee stain on it and that I'm such a-"

Draco leaned in a pressed a kiss to his cheek, soft and swift, even though no one was paying them a lick of attention.

"Hi," Harry exhaled, eyes meeting Draco's.

"Hello," he said. "Rough morning?"

Harry rolled his eyes, "Like you would not believe."

"You're wearing two different shoes," he pointed out.

The other man looked down at his feet, "fucking-"

"I heard that!" Lily shouted from the patio, giggling as she darted out into the yard and started chasing around one of her brothers.

Harry let his head fall forward onto his chest. "Parent of the year," he said, scrubbing a hand over his face.

"Hey," he said softly, brushing a curl out of Harry's face and tucking it behind his ear. "You're being hard on yourself. We all have our moments."

"Oh?" Harry asked, "When was the last time that you wore two different shoes?"

He chuckled, "I have admittedly never done that, but I've never had to wrangle four teenagers into apparating at once."

"Just you wait," he said darkly.

And something thrilled in the pit of his stomach, at the thought of getting to be a part of all of their lives. He opened his mouth to undoubtedly say something horribly sentimental when there was a great crashing outside.

"Shit," Harry hissed, already moving toward the backyard.

Draco was entirely unprepared for the chaos that met them. Lily was holding up a garden gnome who was kicking his legs in a desperate attempt to get down. James and Teddy were wielding pitchers of juice in their hands, trying to splash Albus and Scorpius. Albus was hiding behind a platter, trying to avoid being splattered by the juice. And Scorpius was holding the garden hose, shooting it at Teddy and James if either of them got too close.

"What in the name of-"

And in that split second, when Draco knew that Harry was about to start beating himself up about ruining brunch, Draco decided to do something ridiculously out of character.

He drew his wand and shouted, "Bullae Maxima!" and bubbles exploded from his wand tip, showering Albus and Scorpius in a stream of bubbles the likes of which neither of them had ever seen. And at the look of incredulity on their faces, Draco burst into helpless laughter.

He looked over at Harry who was just staring at him like he'd lost the plot completely.

Draco laughed, "Well, don't just stand there! Fortify our shields. We'll not let these hooligans beat us!"

Harry blinked and then he was grinning too, his face crinkling with joy in a way that made Draco's stomach ache. He ensconced the two of them in a shield and they advanced on the five teens scattered about the garden.

Their children ganged up on them, but that was alright, since none of them were allowed to use magic. In the end he and Harry had completely drenched them in bubbles and they were laughing and begging for mercy.

Harry was giddy with joy and excitement, chest heaving like they'd had a proper duel instead of dousing their monsters in soap and water. He turned to Draco and caught his hand, pulling him in and kissing him like he didn't care about the fact that they were both still dripping with juice and water. "I love you," he breathed into Draco's mouth.

And Scorpius and Albus let out twin groans of disgust while Lily clapped, Teddy and James were too busy helping one another get the bubbles out of their hair to notice.

"Err-" Harry said inelegantly, pulling away from Draco.

"We're dating," Draco said, giving their children a little bow, "Obviously."

"Obviously," all four boys chorused even as Lily demanded to know more details.

Harry held up a hand, "We were going to tell you over a nice brunch that Draco planned for us," he said, raising an eyebrow. "But someone-"

And at that, all five of them began arguing and pointing fingers.

Draco cleared his throat, "Anyway. You should all get cleaned up. We'll go out for brunch instead."

"But I want to know-" Lily began.

"We'll answer all of your questions at brunch," Harry said, shooing her toward the house. "Floo home, you four and get changed," he said, walking along behind them.

Scorpius scampered off up to his room and once all of the children were through the floo, Harry turned back to Draco. "My children are monsters," he said with a laugh.

"Take after their dad, then," Draco replied easily.

Harry scuffed his toe along the floor and wouldn't quite meet Draco's eye.

"Hey," he said softly, catching his chin. "I love you too."

The other man blinked, green eyes wide as he finally looked at Draco again. "Yeah?"

"Mmm," he hummed as he leaned in and caught a quick kiss. "Go get changed."

"Yes, sir," he teased, fingers clenching in Draco's damp shirt as he pulled him in and kissed him again.

He groaned and let himself be pulled into the kiss. "Go get changed," he laughed a minute later, "Your children are waiting for you."

Harry sighed, "I suppose you're right."

"I'll be here when you get back."

"You better be," he muttered, kissing him again before releasing him and heading toward the floo.

He stared after the green flames for a minute, "always," he murmured.

"Gross."

He startled and turned to find Scorpius flopped over on the sofa.

"I'm happy for you, though," he said.

Draco flicked his braid over his shoulder, "Are you certain?" he asked, sitting gingerly on the edge of the couch and trying not to get everything wet. "It's been just you and me for such a long time-"

"It's mostly been just you for a long time," Scorpius said. "I'm away at school most of the year," he added, "I'm glad you're not alone all the time."

He swallowed, "It doesn't mean that I didn't love your mum-"

"I know," he said quickly, nodding, "But she died over a decade ago," he said and Draco nodded to force back the tears. "I'm glad you're not alone," he repeated.

"You're still the most important-"

"Dad," Scorpius huffed, "I know."

He pressed a kiss to Scorpius' forehead. "Love you."

"Love you," he echoed, "But you're still soaking wet," he added. "And the Potters will be here any minute. You might want to do something about your hair as well."

Draco stood with a laugh, "Don't hold anything back," he teased. "Really just go for the truth."

"Don't wear your slacks, then," he said. "Harry loves your skinny jeans, he never stops staring at your arse when you're wearing them. It's a little gross, but," he shrugged.

He all but choked on his saliva.

"Oh, and he left that blue jumper here," Scorpius continued, "You should wear that. And your tennis shoes."

"I look perfectly respectable," he protested. Because it was true, he had looked very dapper in his pale blue button up, grey slacks, and matching waistcoat.

Scorpius rolled his eyes. "Neither of you are as subtle as you think; Lily is literally the only one who's surprised. Trust me. Harry will love the change of outfit."

"Fine," he said, turning from the room to head upstairs, "but if you're wrong-"

"I'm not!" Scorpius called back.

And Draco couldn't help but smile. Nothing had gone quite according to plan, but that seemed to be how the best decisions of his life had been made.

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