#pretty impressive line up

[orangedogsquad]

Puppy pile

#Koda #Holly #Tess #Henry #and two humans #pretty impressive line up #2022

[elvenechoes]

Prompt 3: Sketchbook

"Sketchbook" immediately brought Beryl to mind, and I thought it would be cute to have her looking through her grandfather's sketchbook. And then I remembered that I actually inherited some of my own grandfather's art and I thought it would be neat to work that in there. So credit to Nagyapa for those little art pieces :)

#Tales of Hearts #Beryl Benito #Tales of Hearts R #Tales of Series #Tales Series #all of my grandpa's art that i know of is just on little scrap papers #like those paintings up there are actually really small irl. it's very impressive #art/music/fixing toys/building things - he could do pretty much anything #it's been years but I still miss him. so this was really nice to work on #also this is probably the last time i ever do digital line art. it's just not for me :p #pencils are my best friend and I need to start embracing that #finished

[mushroom-for-art]

Mnemosyne and Zeus chibis from @ask-mirage-mews!

#my art #Not my ocs #👏We👏love👏a👏glow👏up👏!!!! #Nemo getting their own custom base specifically to be with Zeus #I leant more into the shapes used in your style #So more ankle ect #Sorry I didn't do any of that cool like colored lineart techniques u do or colored eye lines #They're really impressive and really pretty I am just lazy XD #They love each otherrrr #(sorry about no mittens either) #When ur tail so poofy u can't cheeky wrap it around ur partners waist rip #Also I couldn't find ref for the heart necklace so sorry its not accurate but I figured it's two half's of their most bold colors #Zeus can always have the mosy part by their heart and Mosy can always have Zeus' by theirs I thought it cute #They're very cute #I hope you like them!! #May edit the base flipping it the other way just to have Janus looking at Fugi disappointedly later down the line XD

[ilovedthestars]

It's practically a tradition at this point that the first fanart i post for a new fandom is a joke XD

This line made me burst out laughing. It's such a minor one-off gag but the timing of Seivarden walking into the room was so funny to me.

Character designs (to the extent that I bothered with character designs at this level of effort/detail) were largely inspired by @souldagger 's.

#imperial radch #imperial radch fanart #stars doodles #described in alt text #this sets the bar pretty low for my artistic ability lolll #i didn't even intend it but i always end up posting joke fanart or silly doodles before i get to bigger stuff #hopefully it'll look suuuuper impressive if/when i post fanart that i spent more than like half an hour on XD #i forget if this line is from Mercy or Sword i read them back to back

[notbecauseofvictories]

[ Atalaya & Brookgreen Gardens, Murrell’s Inlet, South Carolina — September 2022 ]  

Atalaya and Brookgreen Gardens is a National Historic Landmark District encompassing two formerly-united properties associated with sculptor Anna Hyatt Huntington. It includes the nation's first formal sculpture garden, and one of the studios at which Huntington did her most productive work.

#so atalaya is actually not all that impressive - they clearly did not keep it up after anna left in the 1950s #but it DOES give the very clear impression of being very haunted. #it's all the faded whitewashing and the uneven floors and the occasional cupboard or tap left behind #brookgreen is way more fun; it's not just devoted to anna's sculptures anymore; it's a hodgepodge of different modern sculptors #in fact the national sculpture society finalists were on display when we went which was a cool way of showing the continuity #of people making figurative sculptures #.......also I'm pretty convinced that anna and archer huntington had a lavender marriage though I have no proof of it #except reading between the lines of some faded historical plaques #wherever there is light #the lesser american roadtrip

[lookingforcactus]

My opinion on Brandon Sanderson was formed when I was reading Mistborn back when I was in college

I was happy about the potential of having a really prolific, established, mostly well-regarded new SFF author to read! Cautiously happy, because SFF Has Burned Me Before, but hopeful

I liked the beginning of Mistborn! I really did. I liked the protagonist a lot, and went ahead and dug in

here's the thing though: my first loyalty is almost always to female characters, esp in SFF, because way too much SFF (especially older SFF) has treated female characters so poorly

And as I kept reading Mistborn, I started noticing that...there weren't really any female characters besides the protagonist

And I kept going, "Well, maybe in the next group of characters that get introduced!"

And that kept just...not happening

Eventually, maybe half to two thirds of the way through the book, a second female character was introduced! Nice! Finally!

She ended up, iirc, being a maid or a servant with a bit part at one of the locations (a noble house), and was then never mentioned again

And look, it's been a while since I read Mistborn, and I wasn't inclined (though I was tempted) to go through the whole book to double check, so I can't swear by this

But iirc? That servant and/or maid was the only other named female character in the entire 600+ page book

So, yeah, that's right about when I lost interest in what Brandon Sanderson had to say

#emphasis on named female character #iirc there were maybe two whole other unnamed background characters who were women #two whole characters! #I also kept waiting for him to address the gender divide in the worldbuilding and that kept...basically not happening? #besides generic “sexism is a problem for the female lead” #after much thinking I ended up pretty convinced that he actually had no idea that there were so few female characters in his book #like how all those studies show that men think women talk an equal amount in meetings #when women are in fact doing only a third of the talking #and that men think women getting equal speaking time is actually them dominating it completely #bc the brain is terrible at accuracy when any bias is involved #so like. I just assumed having a female lead felt like So Much Women to him #that he just never introduced another significant female character #in the entire 672 page book #yes I did just look that up #presumably/hopefully there are more female characters introduced later in the series #but like...too little too late imho #color me unimpressed #so his wheel of time comments feel pretty in line with my impression of him #and his narrative judgment capabilities #suffice to say #wheel of time #wheel of time s2 #brandon sanderson #also he's wrong s2's character arc resolutions were FANTASTIC #which he might know if he bothered watching any of the other episodes! #then again #to be petty for a hot sec #maybe he would just go “oh wow way too much time with women” #wot on prime

[good-beanswrites]

Translyrics for Eve's 名前も知らないあなたに恋をした (I fell in love with you without even knowing your name). I thought the song was so cute and fun and silly, I really wanted to try my hand at some lyrics! They're under the cut and my commentary is in the tags :3

A late-night restaurant, always in the same seat over there and

Smoking a cigarette, I see it rise and run through your hair.

Oh, what to do? I look at you and feel my heart race.

"Not much to look at, huh," you say while gazing into my face.

Pajamas on and I'm always in the same seat over here, with

Coffee, two scoops of milk, I sip it and I try not to stare.

Oh, what to do? Every line I have sounds way too cliche.

"Let's stick together, huh?" Is all that I could say.

No, I don't know your name, but I fell in love with you the same.

A late-night restaurant, you're here each day each month each week and

Smoking a cigarette, I see it trail and trace on your cheek.

Oh, what to do? I look at you and feel my heart race.

"Not much to look at, huh," you say while gazing into my face.

I bet you like me too,  I tell myself but without success, and

I remind myself it's crazy, it's crazy, it's crazy, it's crazy, it's --

Oh, what to do? It's time to clear my heart and my head.

"You know you're beautiful," is what I finally said.

No, I don't know your name, but I fell in love with you the same.

Begging on my knees, answer me please!

No, I don't know your name, but I fell in love with you the same.

#eve #lyrics #i do love a song with a good boing sound effect..... #kinda went off on a different vibe for the 'begging on my knees' line but it was tough getting the rhyme/emphasis to line up #so i played around with a ton of possible close-but-different sentiments #the rhythm is a but funky - i used more enjambment than i usually like for lyrics but it fits the vibe for this one ya know? #like someone going off on one long rambly sentence stopping to take a breath mid-'and' #im impressed with how effortlessly he sings the 'dameda' repetition -- that shits hard 😭 #i had 'craziness' but it didnt flow nicely so i think this works better? i still dont fully articulate 'crazy' because its too quick but #thats what makes it fun 😂 #i didnt end up singing this one because it lines up pretty intuitively i think (and has a lot of repetition lmao) #though if anyone wants to cover it and does need a reference lmk 👍

[voxiiferous]

Hellaina and Vox matching as one another's dates for a party! Drabble under the cut.

If asked, Vox would say it started three days ago when he'd broken up with Valentino... again. In truth, it had started six weeks ago when he'd accepted the invitation to the party, with the assumption he would have a date, and thus the reminder not to forget it until the last possible minute.

All of that is to say, it brings he and Hellaina to the current moment. The last accountant files out of the boardroom. Hellaina is leaning back in her chair, sinking into it, her palms pressed to her eyes as she lets out a long sigh. The only other person is Em, lingering by the door. "Sooo," his casting director says, stretching the vowel out until both he and Hellaina look towards her. "I know it looks like you both super wanted to do more work tonight, but what about the party tonight?"

"What party?" Hellaina asks, in the same moment that their phones chime at them in unison, with the ever-convenient calendar reminders. "Right, that party."

"We need to get ready-- Em," he says, already standing up, despite the protestations of his spine from sitting in the chairs for hours. "Arrange for a last minute gift for the hosts. Have it ready for," he checks his phone. It's quarter to six, and the party starts at eight. "Before 7:30, we'll pick it up on our way out."

She salutes,, as the door swings shut behind her. He'd make sure she got a bonus on her next cheque as thanks.

The ride up to the penthouse isn't tense so much as busy. Hellaina is messaging Dia, telling her wife not to expect her home, while he's ordering the limo be waiting. He never truly appreciates just how in sync they are until moments like this, when without having to even say anything, she knows to get read. The fact that this isn't the first time they've had to do this is telling, "Which colour?" he asks, pausing at the door to his bedroom.

"Blue," she answers, heading into the guest room.

Years ago, when it had been clear that they'd have moments exactly like this, it had been easier to simply keep a few easy outfits in the guest closet; red, blue, purple, teal. The blue is probably the one they default to the most often, and it's easy enough to find matching pieces in his closet. Pinstripe jacket, grey vest, the tie that matches. He lays it out on the bed, undoing his buttons one handed as he does.

An entire life, and after life of suits had rendered it as second nature as it could be, even with claws that were sharper than fingers had ever been. His shirt stays in, even as everything else goes. New pants, tuck the shirt in, the vest with its buttons, jacket. He's pulling at his cuffs, and the sit of the jacket to get it to lay straight when she walks in, fixing her earrings.

"Zipper?"

She nods, he heels clinking against the hardwood floors as she spins to face her back to him. He catches the zipper and pulls it up the rest of the way, frowning at the way it snags. No wonder she couldn't get it to go all the way. They might have to replace it soon, or see if the costume people could do anything about it.

She turns back, and eyes him critically. "Your screen, clean it." She fishes her phone out of the purse looped over her elbow. They're making good time, but still not enough to be comfortable with something they had forgotten about until half an hour ago. However much he might have preferred Val's presence, which was honestly a toss up some nights, he can be certain he and Hellaina will get out the door on time; no being fashionably late, or arguing over colours, just straight forward preparedness. It also means it will be more of a networking and actively work sort of one, as compared to the more straightforward date it would otherwise be.

He laughs, and ducks into the ensuite bathroom for the cloth, and the spray that worked best on the screen, running the microfibre across to clear the smudges, and then a little harder over one particularly stubborn one.

He can hear the door open and close, and then she's ducking her head into the bathroom, waving a sparkly silver gift bag. "Em just delivered the gift, and the limo'll be here in five." She would definitely be getting a bonus.

-

They pull up to the estate right on time, as she loops his arm through his. They look like a united front, and the blue always harkens back to the brand. It helps that, in heels, she's only a foot taller than him, as compared to three without. "Ready?" She asks.

Vox grins. "Showtime,"

#Vox's vest isn't quite right #because dealing with the stripes just #Was Not Working! #making things black is so much easier #than making black things anything else #it's not perfect #but considering I never draw things by hand #and Vox's entire upper torso had to be done by hand #I'm pretty impressed!!! #the OG art from monster prom #that I use for Hellaina had a sort of... chain belt thing #up by her shoulders which I had to get rid of #the necklace is a bit off #but I'm okay with that #I wasn't even gonna do Vox #but I was annoyed that the pictures didn't line up nicely otherwise #I want the record to show that recolouring pinstripes by hand #is a tedious process #it's not the first time I've done it for him #and I doubt it will be the last #why can't he have a preference for block colours? #so if the question is why don't the outfits and the pictures line up perfectly #then it's laziness on my part #*head shots (art) #*personnel file (hc)

[koalas-koalas-everywhere]

“The Donna” is like the writers reached into my brain with their dirty little fingers and pulled out everything I hate about Donna’s character and made it into a plot point.

#Suits TV #Donna Paulsen #The Donna #season 6 #Teeth Nose Teeth #let us spend 2 of the 3 minutes of screen time Donna's allotted to talk abt how awesome she is without showing it #the remaining minute will be about her providing a sounding board to solve someone else's problems #or to use her hand-wavy telepathy to provide the audience with insight into the minds of men too closed up to talk about it themselves #because god knows she hasn't had a plot line of her own since freaking Huntley #now to be clear she was GREAT when she started out #she used to earn the shitload of praise she gets on the regular #the last time she did that was getting the Plaza for Rachel and Mike's wedding #the bit where she blackmailed/impressed Stu was also pretty great but in a way it was also telling us that she's awesome instead of showing #and now she's getting a freaking Alexa made after her because she's so awesome even someone who never gets out of his floor #and we've never seen interact with her can tell and thinks having a Donna-Jarvis would be a market success???? please #thank you for reminding me of all her great qualities! the fact that you needed to put that into dialogue definitely speaks well of your wri #writing and confidence in it!

[huh-enheim]

with all the fun "heh. Welcome to the REAL Dungeon Meshi" posts about the anime getting to That Part, I think it would be a shame if people got the impression that the setup is bait and switch somehow. Everything up to that point is still representative of Dungeon Meshi! This isn't going off the rails—this is revealing that the rails thus laid are pointing in a very purposeful direction, and the story is willing to follow those lines pretty damn far to reach its destination.

#dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #the amount of later developments that rely on earlier jokes (and later jokes that rely on early developments) are deeply important to me

[gotchaocha]

I genuinely wonder what kind of conversation starter would make conventionally attractive people on tinder that only have their pics respond to someone

#non-writing #superficially you could say they just match with other conventionally attractive person #but still someone has to say something first #like I don’t believe it’s just some time and address exchange like come on #this is a genuine wonder I have #to people expect some mind blowing pick up line? #like some tinder pick up line? #alas #I mean it could be tinder pick up line #but I feel like even conventionally attractive people wouldn’t be impress with someone saying a variation of #“you pretty

[chxrryhansen]

okay but rafe shamelessly peeking up your skirt is something so personal to me

omg omg wait s1 golf frat boy rafe x cutesy kinda bimbo reader??? COUNT ME IN. p.s- i have no idea how to play golf so i wrote my best interpretation😭

₊♡₊˚ 🎀・₊✧

you sat in rafes private golf caddy watching as he lined up his next shot, his backwards cap keeping his hair out of his eyes and his muscular legs spread wide as he takes the shot.

rafe had asked (told) you to come watch him play, he thought it would be a cute date idea for you both to get out of the house since it was way too hot to stay cooped up inside all day… when in reality he just wanted to show off his skills and impress his girl.

“rafeeeeey.” you whined in a high pitch tone.

he turns to look back at you with a sour expression, wiping the sweat from his brows with one arm, using the other to lean against his golf club. “quit distracting me. what dya’ want?” he pants in the summer heat.

“i’m boreddddd” you moan again, standing from your seat in the cabby and bouncing over to him.

his free hand reaches out to grip your face, smushing your cheeks together tight “what’ve i told you about the whining? daddy’s tryna’ play a game here, sweetcheeks.”

you look up at him with big puppy dog eyes “can you teach me? please rafey…i’m so bored just sittin’ here, daddy please.”

he lets out an irritated groan, knowing you were too ditzy to understand how golf works and way too uncoordinated to actually putt a ball. he looks back at you giving you a once over, a smirk appearing on his face.

“you know what? sure pretty girl, c’mere.”

you yelp with excitement, moving to stand infront of him, your short pink skirt barely reaching your thighs as you bounce over and your tits jiggling, practically spilling out of your tight shirt.

rafe stands behind you as he passes you the golf club, quickly showing you the correct way to hold it before he moves onto your position. kicking your feet apart and pressing down on your back with his thick fingers, forcing you to arch your back as he bites his lip, his cock already growing hard.

“that’s it baby, stay just like that. now, lift your arm up like this, and strike.” you beam at him while he instructs you before focusing on the ball.

you raise your arm holding the club tight before you strike it. not even noticing rafe bending down slightly, his legs still spread wide around your figure and his fingers lifting your short skirt, peeking at your cute, pink panties underneath, he lets out a low “fuckkk.” at the sight, not loud enough for you to notice seeming as you were concentrating.

“rafey! look! i hit it. look how far it went!” you gasp, raising one arm to block the sun as you search for the ball with your eyes.

“yeah babe, daddy’s super proud of you.” he mutters, not paying attention to a word you said, instead focusing on the slightly damp patch on your panties.

he brings his thumb to your pussy, rubbing over the soaked material. your panties beginning to stick to your cunt as he thumbs your sensitive slit.

you whimper in surprise, your head spinning to look at him in shock. “daddy! wh-what are you doing?!” you hush, eyes wide, looking around quickly to see if anybody had noticed what he was doing, which they hadn’t… yet.

rafe hushes you before pulling your skirt back down and giving your ass a harsh smack. lifting up from his bent knees and looking down at you with a large smirk.

“nice panties, baby. where’d you get em?” he asks rhetorically, a sly smile appearing on his face.

knowing for a fine fact he bought them, as he does everything else, your clothes, food, shoes. you name it, he bought it. because that’s what wealthy daddy’s like him do. and rafe is without question, wholeheartedly, your daddy.

#rafe cameron #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron x you #rafe cameron x y/n #rafe cameron prompt #drew starkey #drew starkey smut #rafe cameron fic

[welcometoteyvat]

wahoo finally “”””caught up”“““““ on fontaine leaks

#genshin spoilers #genshin leaks #first off leaks are a bitch to find if you're looking for them > 1 week after theyre released because wow dmca deleted accounts so fun #anyways hmmm they honestly look fine when lined up together i dont really care too much though #certainly a lot better than sumeru's leaked line up looked as a first impression. maybe bc theyre arranged by color palette or bc i thought #sumeru was gonna be non melanin deficient but either way its like pretty cohesive palette at least #i think ill see whether the storyline endears any of them to me #that blonde girl with the yellow/black design looks nice imo #and then there's that person with the apple?? whos like dark teal green looking? unless she got changed to the purple version of her design #like if she's still green i really want her just based on her looks but if shes purple and has fanservice thigh gaps im like ahhffhugh #i highly doubt they'll make any afab character very masc/androgynous but if she is i would love to see it #also highkey focalors or whoever the blue/white themed woman is. she is so ugly im sorry #i think its the hair that's not doing it for me #other people have also said this before but i agree it would be neat if we got a mondstadt map expansion some time. dornman port etc #we'd finally be able to see where eu.la and yan.fei met lol #anyways i'll probably be quieter until like new patch or smth smth no more thnigs to talk about until the new update haha #ramblings!

[ghouljams]

Genuinely cant stop thinking about Viking!Ghost... like you know he's pining after you, you can see the softness in his eyes when he looks at you, the way his gaze follows after you. He left you his cloak, sewed the fang you gave him into his leather, and went out of his way to see you before he left for the last excursion. You tend to keep to yourself, never really thought of family or husbands until he started coming around. Now all the excitement with your friend having her baby left you wanting, left you thinking of the giant Viking that's so often darkened your doorstep. He'd make pretty babies. You don't need to see his face to know it.

But he dances around you, he steps back when you try to step forward. He leaves when you threaten to get too close. And you- you find yourself shying away from the gentleness in his voice. Find your cheeks warm and your voice unsure when he reaches a hand to brush dirt off your cheek, when he adjusts his oversized cloak around your shoulders. His eyes always hold a warmth you've never found in another person, he's careful with you despite his size and it sends your head spinning. You've never been shy a day in your life, but for him... You see the wolf's fang on his leather and look away to cover your smile. He caries you around the world, but he hardly speaks a word to you. It makes your heart flutter.

You thought it would be harder to convince him to come in, to stay for dinner. He casts an unsure glance over his shoulder, watches the setting sun before nodding. You find yourself stalling when he pulls his mask off. Blond hair and honey colored eyes, your hands slip on the edge of the table when you lean to get a closer look. No one has ever called you proper, but it makes the lines around his eyes crease. Ghost pulls you onto his lap so eagerly, doesn't shy away from the fingers that trace over his cheeks, that sweep over the scars and his carefully closed eyes. You study him with such rapt fascination, and he leans into your touch.

You've never seen such a clean shaven Viking. It cuts his features so much more clearly, the lines of his mouth the hollow of his cheeks. He needs someone to feed him properly, you think. A good reason for you to keep him as your own. You mouth along his jaw, dragging your tongue over the shadow of a beard he keeps so neatly trimmed. Ghost's fingers tighten on your hips, dragging you against his swiftly hardening cock. He tips his head back following the dominion of your shadow as you straighten your back and lean against his broad chest. There's just a ring of gold when he opens his eyes, his iris eaten away by his pupils at the barest of your attentions.

He looks at you like you've seen the Völva look at the stars, with some understanding you'd never hope to gain. Eyes that have seen the gods. His lips part and you kiss him to hide the tremor in your resolve.

You don't feel quite so much like you're taking advantage of the man's kindness when your face is buried in the blankets, moans ripped from your throat as he pins you down and fucks you. Each hard thrust of his fat cock punching a new sound from your chest, lost in the mattress and furs until his hand wraps around your throat to pull you up. His lips find your temple, the shell of your ear, his breath panting against your cheek as he fucks his come into you. He pulls you up, lifts you to sit on his thick thighs as he pushes his cock into your sensitive cunt. The hand not holding your throat, keeping your head against his shoulder, spreads wide over your stomach. He rubs his thumb over the soft skin, squeezes you like a promise. Like he could keep you wrapped up with him for the rest of your life.

You blink tears away, each thrust using your own weight against you, forcing you to take him deeper until your legs shake from the tight heat of it. His tongue drags along the fresh bite on your shoulder, the edges of it red and throbbing, perfect impressions of his teeth. You flinch at the wet slip of blood, at the groan that seems to wreck itself on Ghost's vocal cords.

"Ride my cock love," his bloodies lips mumble against your ear, "show me how bad you want it and I'll keep you nice and full."

#cod x reader #x reader #simon ghost riley #x oc #cod x oc #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost mw2 #ghost x reader #simon riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #mw2 ghost #ghost cod #ghost x you #f!reader #oc: goose #viking au #viking!ghost

[eff-plays]

I'm in the middle of Act 2 and here's my opinion of all the companions so far.

Lae'zel: I didn't like her at all first, but then she told me she loved how I stink and I realized she's just an angry little guy. She's so pissed at all times and I like how she hisses at me. Girl you are fucked up. 10/10, will romance her at some point.

Shadowheart: Ngl she was a little bland but very easy to get approval with so she was my bestie early on. Now that she's revealed her religious trauma I think she's a poor little meow meow. She should be a tumblr sexyman. 10/10, will romance her at some point.

Astarion: Went in hating his ass thinking he was overhyped. Got brainwashed quickly by the horny voice and the laugh lines. Hated him again when he kept being a little bitch. Hugged him oh so tenderly. He likes it when I tell people to kill themselves. 10/10, will romance him again.

Gale: Was considering romancing him until the ex reveal. Big turnoff for insecure bitches (me). Act 2 started and I got interested again because of the angst. He's funny and his dialogue is the best written/wittiest out of all the companions. Accidentally led him on. 10/10, will romance him at some point.

Wyll: Thought he was a bit bland at first ngl. Very standard backstory. Probably the best-looking companion out of all of them. Got extremely easy approval with him despite not bringing him around often. Then I realized he's charmingly silly but deeply genuine with his heroic aspirations. 10/10, wyll romance him at some point.

Karlach: Best girl, no contest. Loved her from the start. Big, fun, funny, good heart, and boy she can do a LOT of damage on the battlefield. Absolutely waifu material. Touchstarved and gorgeous? I'm straight but she could get it type shit. I want her to split me in half with a single pelvic thrust. 10/10, will romance her at some point.

Halsin: Liked him from the start. He's fucking massive. My Tav looked at him with lovesick puppy eyes in every early custcene so I was considering romancing him in the beginning, but he's way too nice for them lmao. No notes, he's literally just a giant teddy bear of a man and I love him. 10/10, will romance him at some point.

All in all it's pretty impressive how Larian got jackpot on all of these little freaks. I can't say I dislike any of them.

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #lae'zel #astarion #shadowheart #gale of waterdeep #wyll #karlach #halsin

[gojoest]

the one with the role play — gojo satoru

— your husband breaking character during role play after you mention the one thing you shouldn’t have

suggestive, MDNI, established relationship (you’re married), written with f! reader in mind but think i kept it pretty gn, alcohol (nobody gets drunk, just a super quick mention of it as a choice of drink at the bar), strangers at the bar role play (or a failed attempt tbh), based on this talk post of mine, wc: 1.3k

“hey, love”, satoru broke the silence while the two of you were folding the laundry one afternoon. (yes, the strongest sorcerer always helps his wife with chores)

“say, love”, you quickly responded, without looking at him.

“you know, i was thinking — we’ve never tried role play”

“that’s what folding clothes made you think of?”, glancing at him you chuckled, “interesting”, raising an eyebrow teasingly.

“we’ve done pretty much everything but that. you’re not curious?”

now was not the time to tell him that you had done this before, with your ex, and that it was fun. no need to remind him that you had other partners before him and make him lose sleep for days to come, like that one time when he found your diary from high school in the attic and read about all the crushes and boyfriends you had. it took weeks and a lot of coddling on your part (you even had to start a satoru only diary and write his name into little hearts) for him to get over it. so you figured you’d keep this little detail to yourself and take it to the grave. or it would be your husband taken to the grave due to lethal jealousy steaming from the fact that another man had laid his hands on you in the past.

“s-sure”, you stuttered, thinking back to that excruciating memory, then cleared your throat before continuing — “yea, we can do that, why not”

“good then”, he tossed the shirt in his hands aside and stepped closer to you. circling his arms around your waist from behind — one hand eventually resting over your chest while the other stopping at your navel and gently rubbing it — he possessively pressed you against his chest and hummed contently.

“someone’s very excited about this, huh?”, you placed your hand over his and tilted your head back to peek at him.

“oh? can you tell?”, he grinned, playfully pushing his hips against you.

“that giant thing in your pants poking me from behind is giving you away, i’m afraid”

“it’s your fault though”, his head craned down so his lips could reach your forehead and trail soft kisses down to the tip of your nose.

standing on your tip toes you raised your hands to cup his cheeks and pecked him on the lips. “of course, it’s my fault that you’re getting all hot and bothered in the middle of the day like some pervert”

“i always get hot and bothered thinking about you”, he pecked you back, then slowly turned you around (concerned that you might hurt your neck if you kept that position up).

“any ideas?”, you asked.

“8pm, the bar around the corner”

“we’re to enact the classic strangers meeting at the bar, huh? okay. anything else?”

“nope, let’s improvise”

[8:13pm, at the bar]

sitting alone on the stool at the bar counter, you kept playing with your now half empty martini glass, drawing circles with it on the surface. you felt a bit weird sitting here pretending to be single and ready to mingle. but oh well.

he was late. you took another sip of your drink and grabbed your phone to check the time again.

“next one’s on me”, a painfully familiar voice approached you from behind. “if you would allow me, that is”

he was late on purpose, you figured. waiting for you to almost finish your drink so he could easily start a conversation by using such a lame but still quite effective line.

“i don’t normally accept drinks from strangers”, you gazed at him, “but an exception every now and then wouldn’t hurt, i assume”

a puckish smile curved on his lips. “may i?”, taking his sunglasses off, he asked for your permission to sit next to you.

“sure”

you were quite impressed at how seriously he was actually taking this, not breaking character even for a second so far. he had made up a brand new persona of himself, introducing himself as “sato kouya” — the ceo of a leading pharmaceutical company, temporarily living in tokyo for the purpose of a big business project.

“enough about me though”, eyes focused on you, he leaned his elbow on the bar counter and placed his chin on his palm. “tell me about yourself — what’s a beauty like you doing alone?”

you giggled (he was just so cute right now). “you’re lucky that i am alone — if we had met a week earlier, i would’ve still been married”

his expression froze at your words. the smile from a few seconds ago was now bleeding into a confused, almost creepy, look on his face — his lips still stretched into a grin while his eyes told a different story.

“hmmm… how so?”, he spoke in a monotone, his grin slowly fading away.

it would be a lie to say his weird reaction didn’t concern you at all but you decided to brush it off, and continued. “you see, i just got officially divorced. my ex husband and i tried our best to keep the marriage going for as long as we could but we were simply not meant to be”, you sighed. “this was the best for both of us”

“no way”, satoru whined. “no fucking way”

“umm… excuse me?”, you tilted your head in confusion.

“i don’t like this”, his face giving you a dejected grimace — brows knitted, lips pursed into a pout and eyes filled with a mix of panic and sorrow taking over the blue in them and turning it into a darker shade. “divorced? not meant to be? don’t even joke about this”, he almost cried out. the thought alone rubbed him the wrong way, tugged at his heartstrings so intensely that it forced him out of character right then and there, putting an end to your little role play escapade (rip sato kouya, you will be missed).

“satoru”, you caressed his hand, “baby. love of my life. this is just an act, please get it together”

“oh”, he gasped in utter shock after his focus fell on your hand and he noticed you were not wearing your ring. “you even took your ring off? why would you do that?”

great, this was getting worse now.

“because of the role play”, you spoke each word slowly, stressing on the last two very carefully.

“but i’m still wearing mine”, he protested, pointing at his ring, “see? you could’ve still acted fine with your ring on and without bringing up divorce and not meant to be’s”, he cried again, a hangdog look splattered on his face.

“i didn’t want to play the cheating wife, that’s why i took it o—“, you were cut off by another dramatic reaction.

“cheating? CHEATING? you considered this scenario?”, his voice was hitting desperate notes at this point. you couldn’t believe he had lost all reason over a play pretend.

you pinched the bridge of your nose before you spoke, “okay, that’s enough. you’re being ridiculous right now. i’m going home”

he followed after you like a kicked puppy, whining all the way home. but you had to admit — part of you really loved the fact that he went completely out of his mind over something so silly, that he didn’t know what to do with himself just thinking about you possibly leaving him even in a made-up scenario, that you held so much power over him…

extra:

[later that night, in bed]

done reading for the night and ready to sleep, you placed your book on the nightstand and looked over at your husband sitting with his arms crossed next to you in bed.

“still not over it?”, you nestled your head on his chest.

“no. hurts like hell just thinking about it”, he mumbled.

“come on, stop pouting”, you pinched his cheek, “you can’t go to sleep with a grumpy face”

“yea?”, he glanced down at you, “sit on it then — it’s the only way to wipe that pout off of it”

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