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#Stylus Support
trendproducts · 11 months
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The Lenovo 20JD005QUS ThinkPad X1 Yoga 2nd Generation Laptop is a versatile and high-performance device designed to meet the needs of professionals and on-the-go individuals. With its 14-inch touchscreen display and 360-degree hinge, it offers the flexibility of a convertible laptop, allowing you to easily switch between laptop, tablet, tent, and stand modes to suit your preference and tasks.
Powered by an Intel Core processor, this laptop delivers fast and reliable performance, ensuring smooth multitasking and efficient handling of demanding applications. The generous SSD storage provides ample space for your files, documents, and multimedia content, while enabling quick boot times and snappy responsiveness.
The ThinkPad X1 Yoga features a premium build quality, combining durability with a sleek and lightweight design. Its backlit keyboard allows for comfortable typing even in low-light environments, and the integrated fingerprint reader provides secure and convenient login options.
Equipped with Windows 10, the laptop offers a user-friendly interface and access to a wide range of productivity and entertainment applications. The 14-inch display delivers vibrant colors and sharp visuals, enhancing your viewing experience whether you're working, streaming, or enjoying multimedia content.
Additionally, the ThinkPad X1 Yoga 2nd Gen supports stylus input, allowing for precise and natural handwriting, sketching, and note-taking. The included stylus provides an intuitive and seamless interaction with the touchscreen display, making it an ideal choice for creative professionals and artists.
With its long battery life, this laptop ensures that you stay productive throughout the day without worrying about frequent recharging. Whether you're in the office, traveling, or working remotely, the Lenovo 20JD005QUS ThinkPad X1 Yoga 2nd Generation Laptop offers the performance, versatility, and reliability to meet your professional and personal computing needs.
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tired-twili · 8 months
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•"He turned back to her then, finally, brow furrowed. His eyes were thoughtful. He lifted his arm out of her grip and dropped it around her shoulders, pulling her closer. She slumped into his side.
“Never say that,” he murmured into her hair. “You are a delight. I’m blessed to have met you.”
She bobbed a pathetic nod, pulling the quilt tighter. They sat and watched the rain, seconds bleeding into minutes, thoughts bleeding into briars, memories bleeding into dreams."
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My first commision based off a lovely fic by @embyrinitalics !<3 I was so honored to be able to read some of it and it had me in tears!! I love their dynamic sm:')
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airegieus · 7 months
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yardsards · 2 years
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emotional support jacket
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shutterandpencil · 8 months
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"Chibi Support"
Well, being iatrophobic, it takes a bit to convince to see a doctor, much less get started with a new one, so Nozomi came with me as moral support.
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kraniumet · 7 months
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LMAO at apple releasing a new apple pencil that costs the same as the first gen pencil and uses usb-c charging but doesn't have pressure sensitivity. viva
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pixiel · 10 months
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I created a Userstyle for the Chrome/Firefox Stylus Extension that reverts the new dashboard to the old format. This took a lot of tweaking and it's not perfect at all, but if anyone wants it I'll be uploading it soonish now!
You need to have Stylus installed. So if you don't have it:
Install the Stylus Firefox Addon or the Chrome Extension (You can install Chrome Extensions on Edge as well)
Once it's installed into Firefox/Chrome/Edge you can proceed with adding this style or any other.
To add the style, follow the instructions:
Go to this link: https://userstyles.world/style/11286/old-tumblr-dashboard-july-2023
Click on "install".
Style will open a tag with it and in the left side you'll have a button that says "install style", click there. (Step-by-step copied from the lovely dorothyoz39 who wrote this in a reply!) If you don't want the sticky header you can remove the labelled script at the top of the css below /* Sticky Header*/
Be sure to check for updates regularly, I'm fixing things as I go! And because everyone keeps asking here's how to support me on Ko-Fi https://ko-fi.com/pixiel !
To update click the Manage button on Stylus and click the check for update button below then click again to install! If you experience any bugs let me know - feel free to edit it yourself as well! P.S. This userstyle works just fine alongside Xkit!
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NEW UPDATE: 27/04/24, 2:15AM BST v11.6
v9.6: Moved the Following | For you | Your Tags to below the create a post panel. Fixed the Accounts Menu! + Bugfixes V10.3: Patio compatibility. Added a way to hide the Patio button & "patio feedback?" button, just search for patio in the code and follow the instructions! v11.0: Temporary Chat feature fix after Tumblr broke it, fixed some positioning issues and j/k scrolling!
UPDATE (12/04/2024): YOU CAN NOW UPDATE YOUR OLD TUMBLE DASHBOARD AGAIN!! After letting the server rest everything is now fixed. I will be leaving the Tampermonkey Backup still up but it will have less-frequent updates to remain a backup so please use the Stylus version!
If anyone wants to help test out a new feature (Post width, dashboard positioning, etc) it would be super helpful! Read more about it here and shoot me a message!
THE CREATOR OF THIS USERSTYLE SUPPORTS THEIR TRANS SISTERS. WE'RE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER!
Thank you dragongirlsnout for all your work on Dashboard Unfucker it was amazing working towards the same goal of fixing this website with you! As a Trans person (Agender, They/Them) I am saddened by the issues trans women have been facing on this site and the women who have been bullied into leaving Tumblr for good. I wish the best for you in all that you do next!
Check the readmore for the changelog, custom code & known issues!
----- Known issues:
Only two columns in Masonry view. Unfixable, Tumblr creates columns based on monitor size, if I try adding another column (because it doesn't exist) it just perpetually loads on screen. Tempfix: Zoom out in chrome/firefox and it adds more columns
Search bar doesn't appear on some pages (like viewing a post), this is because Tumblr removed the search bar on those pages completely. Unfixable!
Tumblr has ONCE AGAIN CHANGED THE ACCOUNTS MENU. The menus are now shorter and have less information on them. This is unfortunately permanent. I do not see any way to fix this. Unfixable.
If you want people's icons to stay fixed in place, instead of scrolling with the dashboard add;
.FtjPK .AD_w7 .JZ10N, .RYkKH > .nZ9l5 { top: 0px !important; position: relative !important; }
to the top of the code! You can also create a second userstyle by clicking the 'tumblr.com' part of the link in 'Write new Style' and adding the code in there! That way you don't have to worry about re-adding it when you update.
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Solved issues: (Update)
Menus need to be manually closed SOLVED! in V.4 and updated in V.5! The menu & icon WILL scroll with you if you have removed the sticky header CSS, however, clicking anywhere on screen will make the Menu disappear still.
Masonry view in searches is now fixed!
Resized Messenger Chat Box!
NEW UPDATE 16/08/23, 23:55 BST v6.5: Figured out how to reorganise the icons in the header. Let me know if you have any problems with it and make sure to update your Userstyle! Some icons are hidden with Display: Block; you can hide more icons with this method!
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Solved issues p2
Brought back SOME of the icons for Tumblrs latest update - Unfortunately, this does not bring back user icons for Reblogged posts! Make sure to yell at Tumblr for removing the icons as well as the horrible dashboard update here! v7.5 Fixed icons for all posts and put them back where they came from!
v6.9.6.9 (I promise this is the last funny number): Fuck Off Buggy The Clown Update + All languages support for the old header design!
v7.0: Fixed the search bar for tumblrs new collections feature, so it looks like the original search bar!
v8.0: Fixed masonry view icons, hidden the reblog icon on dashboard icons, fixed icons in blog viewport
V8.1: Fixed issue with icons not working on soft-refresh & with endless scrolling disabled - be sure to complain to staff!
v9.3: Changed a few things with the search feature, I also made the posts less round.
UPDATE2 11/04/2024: SO We mighhtttt have overrun their servers. 😅 I'm getting a 500 Internal Server Error every time I try to fix it or upload it as a new style - the massive influx of people downloading the userstyle was probably too much. The Tampermonkey backup on Greasyfork works just fine though! Probably easier for a lot of people migrating anyway! UPDATE 11/04/2024:: My code has broken on Userstyles.world, (it is now fixed as of 12/04/24) until this is fixed I have created a Tampermonkey Backup Version of the Userstyle so feel free to use this version if you've broken yours!
https://greasyfork.org/en/scripts/492279-old-tumblr-dasboard-backup
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I’m actually so upset that I can’t use mental canvas
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is-this-yuri · 2 months
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it's going to be storming all day and there's a flood warning. i'd really appreciate some aid so i don't have to go out panhandling in this weather. as always, only donate if you can and want to, and thank you so much to everyone who does <3 i lost my stylus so if you request a drawing it may take a little while as it's gonna be a finger drawing
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mirnightghost · 11 months
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I finished-
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Ughhh
Okay, let me first say important things that are more likely to be addressed to the fandom, and then thoughts. love thoughts.
So~
I didn’t spend enough time with the characters, so I can’t choose clothes for them, let alone mugs SO if you have mug/pyjama ideas I would love to hear them "Pajamas? Mir, are you five?" Pajamas are cool. Everyone who disagrees is just not cool enough-
Btw, it's tea, not coffee. Yeah, because I said so
That's it, important information is over, then just another wall of text
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I liked the process, but I don't like the result... Yes guys, drawing people is still torture- In the end, you sit and fight with a sketch for three hours... but each attempt increases the skill ⚔
(oh yes, and I'm also an idiot and decided to take the color of his scar through a pipette. And draw another scar with the same color. And it doesn't work like that.)
I like to draw them. It's so...unusual. 'Cause I usually spend five years in a fandom with no fanart because I'm physically sick-
BUT HERE? I DON'T FEEL BAD-
I consider it a success
Before that, I drew sketches without painting, and here is a new level (but this is because the skin tone is easy to select, since cartoons are very simple in this regard)
Yes, I still don't like the result, but it won't be the best if I give up. Thanks to everyone who supports my art in general! And a special thanks to my partner, without whom I would not have got out of the abyss of thoughts to take the stylus pen.
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mwolf0epsilon · 5 months
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Liability Issues
Rex, glancing uneasily at the tiny closet/office walls while sitting on the galaxy's most uncomfortable plastic chair: ...S'a bit cozy in here, uh?
Fox, staring at Rex with an impassive expression while pressing a frozen cloth against one half of his face: I take it you didn't come all the way down here, past the receptionist, and the great majority of security, to compliment me on my crappy workspace.
Rex: Uh... No I...Hmm, what happened to your face?
Fox, blinking calmly while pulling the cloth away from the mass of burn scar tissue that used to be his left eye-socket: ...Badminton Accident.
Rex, staring at him incredulously:
Fox, rolling his eye: What do you want Rex?
Rex, running a hand through his very short hair: I... OK, so there's this group of really difficult clones that I'm currently responsible over. They came from a really bad situation where their general was severely abusing them. Actually, several battalions have squads that came from this battalion, and things are going great for everyone else, but not for me because I have all the traumatised veterans that have been there the longest and...
Fox: Rex. Breathe.
Rex, taking a deep breath: ...There's been some developments with some of them. But their captain and one of the younger troopers are extremely aggressive towards 'outsiders'. I was worried I'd have to send them to Kamino and undo everyone else's progress, which I really don't want, until one of my medics suggested I get them an emotional support animal to help put them at ease.
Fox: And you need my help, because?
Rex: ...Where can I get a fully trained service massiff?
Fox: ...Right. The K9 division. Good or bad news first?
Rex: Bad.
Fox: The corrie kennels aren't breeding massiffs right now. The bitches and studs aren't in season.
Rex: Ah... And the good news?
Fox: I know where you can get a pup for free, and I know where you can acquire a training guide for service animals. Including obedience and specialized jobs.
Rex: Oh! Great!
Fox, holding up a beaten up old datapad: Just sign this liability clause before I disclose anything.
Rex:
Rex: Why do I have a bad feeling about this?
Fox: You want the massiff or not?
Rex, grabs a stylus and starts signing: The things I do for the vode...
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dododan · 5 months
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Hey, guys! 🎨✨ I wanted to share with you my latest drawing that I'm very proud of!
I feel like my skills have increased after Inktober!
The new episode "Helluva Boss" was simply amazing. "Mammon's Magnificent Musical" sparked my imagination. 😍🎬
Very cool to watch the relationship between Fizzarolli and Asmodeus. 🌈💑 Their relationship is full of support and deep love. The end of the episode just enchanted me, and that's when I felt I had to reach for the stylus and let the inspiration work! 🚀🔥 Here's the result - I hope you like it too! 🤗🖌️
➡And what did you guys think of my drawing? Did I manage to capture the magical relationship between Fizz and Ozzie? 🎉💬
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venturelovebot · 2 months
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A/N: AAAAH This is the first piece of media I've written for Overwatch since like 2019! I wanted to so badly get back into writing but I just never felt like it! (´;ω;`) I cannot believe this goober is what got me back into it. Bless their little rock eating heart.
Premise: You're a nerdy college student majoring in arts. Guess who you have a massive crush on. Guess whose popular and you're not. Guess who gets asked out anyway. ・*・:≡( ε:) G/N!insecure!reader x Venture "Rock Eater" Overwatch ft. Illari the supportive friend!
Warnings: None! Just fluff.
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You doodled another heart on a blank layer with your stylus. Beside that one you doodle a smaller one. You glance up quickly enough to get another look at their face and add small details to the main focus of your artwork. You move down a layer and add more shading. You zoom out. You're not happy with it.
"You push yourself too hard." Illari takes a seat next to you and sets down an unopened can of coffee. "You only see the mistakes. Everyone else will always see the bigger picture."
"That's what you keep telling me..." You softly sigh and open the can. Half of it nearly disappears in a gulp, so sleep would have to wait a little bit longer.
Illari looks over your work. "Oh! Is that S–" You cut her off with a harsh shush. Your head nods towards Sloane who sits not even twenty feet away from you laughing and talking with their friends.
"Not so loud..." You frown.
"Wow." Illari smiles softly and lowers her voice to a whisper. "That's like the third drawing you've done of them this week. Why not just ask them out already?"
"Stop!" You blush, hit the save button and close your laptop screen. You bury your face in your hands and feel the embarrassment begin to burn on your skin.
Even though no one has noticed, it feels like the whole world was staring at you. Tears softly gather behind your eyes but you blink them back before Illari takes notice.
"It's not like they know who I am. Plus they're cute... and look at me..." You sigh and feel a lump in your throat start to form.
Illari puts a hand on your shoulder. "Remember that you only see the mistakes. Everyone else will always see the bigger picture." She gets up quietly and grabs her book bag. "I'll text you later."
You watch between your fingers as she makes her way out of the building. After she leaves your line of sight you reopen your laptop and the familiar sting of failure settles over you again. You use your sleeve to dry your eyes before shaking your head gently to center yourself.
Right. Back to work.
The chatter of people around you dwindles as the time passes by and the sun lowers itself towards the horizon. You hit the save button for the twentieth time and decide to call it quits when the light makes it harder to see the finer details on your screen. You set your stylus aside and remove your drawing glove to let your dominant hand finally rest. The cramp pulses in your wrist and fingers as you massage them firmly. All was quiet for a brief moment.
"Hey! Is that me? That's so cool!" Oh, god... that voice. Their voice.
You had no time to react as a nervous heat strikes your body like lightning. You're frozen, blushing and panicking– and you just noticed you forgot to hide the heart doodle layer.
It cannot get much worse than this.
"I told you they were talented!" Illari smiles and sits across from you. "You should show them the other ones."
"I'll kill you." You mouth to her and her smile widens into a grin.
"Can you send them to me? I'll give you my number– wait a minute..." Sloane takes another glance at the screen. "Are those hearts?"
The feeling of helplessness overwhelms you as tears begin flowing from your eyes nonstop. You quickly cover your face in an attempt to save yourself and the small amount of dignity you have left. There was nothing you could say to defend yourself in this situation. This causes Illari to feel guilty and stand up to comfort you.
"Hey! It's okay! Your artwork is super good! I look really good! A lot better than I usually do, I think..." Sloane takes a seat next to you. "Wow, you even got my tattoos right. That's crazy! In a good way, I mean..."
You try your hardest to dry your eyes with your dampened sleeves. "You really think so?" You're hardly able to hide the choking in your throat.
"Actually... I think you made me look too good." They joke and you can't help but laugh a little.
"What are you talking about? You always look good regardless of what you do..." You glance over at them. Sloane's face lights up with a soft red glow from your compliment.
Illari takes a few steps back unnoticed, her plan beginning to unravel.
"Aww! Well, thanks!" There's a tone in their voice you haven't heard before. "You're not so bad looking yourself, ya know." They smile.
"Oh! That's not true... I could definitely look a lot better I think–" You look away with a grin on your face. "My hair is a mess... and–"
"No! I'm being honest! Your hair looks nice...! And you smell really nice! And you seem really nice!" You could tell they were embarrassed at this point. "Uh– anyway– You're definitely cute. You shouldn't be so hard on yourself."
A moment of silence passes as you look back at them. Both of you are grinning at each other uncontrollably like a couple of nerds. The tension in the air begins to fade.
"Wow..." You pause for a moment. "Thank you. Really."
"No problem! Say, can I ask you for a favor?" Sloane asks.
"S-sure!"
"I'm thinking about getting another tattoo for my birthday. Could you design it for me?" Sloane lifts up their tank top to point at their chest. "I was thinking about getting something cool like the eye of Horus! Or maybe something like a flaming skull. Or a frog. I haven't decided yet–"
Your face turns bright red as you eye their bare skin. It was everything you daydreamed about– except this time it was all real. You wanted more time to admire everything but they lower their shirt back down... a soft disappointment looms over you, but you're not about to squander your chance.
"I'd love to!" You answer confidently for the first time in a very long time.
"Nice! So it's a date then? Does this Friday work?" Sloane writes down their phone number for you.
"That sounds... nice." You reply happily.
"Cool, I'll see you around then." Sloane stands up and nearly walks off before turning to you one more time. "I almost forgot. What's your name? Illari didn't tell me."
"Y/N."
"Y/N..." They echo. "I like that name. See you Friday!"
You watch as they leave, not taking your eyes off of them for a second until they're completely out of your sight.
"You're welcome." Illari smiles and heads out afterwards.
You spend an extra couple of minutes gathering your things before giggling and kicking your feet like a little kid. You just got a date with one of the most popular people on campus! And this is what it feels like... a rollercoaster of butterflies in your stomach.
You head back towards home as the moon brightly shines in the starry sky above, wondering about this coming Friday... what you would wear... you needed to be prepared.
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aureoboros · 1 month
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adriel and their emotional support guy they pulled out of a rock
i love being able to use my tablet again !! but the rubber stylus im using makes details difficult. so animal crossing style it is lmao
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ikkosu · 3 months
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PROWL HEADCANNONS
a/n: prowl on 'how he'd fall for you' headcannons because I’m bored and I love this war criminal to bits. (human gn.reader btw) warnings : just me rambling about prowl. might make part two of this idk.
I feel like prowl wouldn’t be the type to seek out someone; the only reason he’ll fall in love with you ( or in his case, have an illogical, spur of the moment, chemical reaction) is because you’ve been working him long enough to understand how his mind works
you’re gonna have to be the calm type, smart enough to know he’s off his rockers — since you’re going to have to tolerate him, anyway
or dumb enoug you don’t know wtf’s going on half of the time and just,,,supports what he does — he keeps you around for that
either ways, you're only there because the high council needs someone to keep tabs on prowl. in case he gets bored and decides to scheme another conspiracy to overthrow the government
(an exaggerated bias, as he'd say)
dumb is like his emotional support golden retriever, and calm is also the same, except less rowdy and just stares into his soul when he fucks up. But he stares back though and you're not one to give up either (in the end he does)
(Trope dynamics of loud dumb x smart and internally seething calm x smart is what I’m thinking lol)
calm would be someone in the science field or in the medical field, sassy, knows a lot (because if you’re going to lose your shit, it’s likely you’re never going to win an argument against him so = logical sympathetic + done w/ his shit + I stick around bc I care )
and for dumb loud would be someone in his profession, like buddy buddy cop + someone that just tags along because, hey, you like pissing him off
‘in both cases, if he falls for you it’s either because (for internally seething calm) you’ve managed to sooth him down from another temper tantrum or understand how he feels, in a way.
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it’s not his usual tantrum, he’s a lot more emotional today and you’re incredibly concerned. this is prowl of all people! what’s got him so worked up? he's the least logical when he thinks someone's about to betray him
you notice the whispers as you saunter along the halls, everyone passing their remarks about the earlier supposed argument between the autobot SIC and his commander
brother was going off on the walls of his office when you slip in, punching holes, flipping tables — lotsa tables — and datapads were strewn across the floor, stylus pens cluttering about. it’s a barren hell hole. more barren than clemency combined
all this you’re not so interested in, it’s a normal thing, a three to four stage process : you’ll listen as he rants. you’ll nod and slowly, not so subtly in his peripheral, coax him to sit on the couch as you fix up the place.
"His perception of justice is too idealistic!" He chuffs and you'd reply “Oh? Optimus is not taking your advice again? I thought he’s a lot more understanding…”
something like that
today, however,
The moment you slinked inside the room, swiftly locking the door, you're greeted with his back is turned, helm hunching over his taut shoulders
your gaze swivelled from the upturned tables to the mess around and it's only then you notice energon plinking down to the puddle on the floor then energon seeping from the crevices of his fist.
Your eyes find the similar smear on the wall, then to the glass shards of a fractured cup on the floor, glinting
he’s bleeding
your medical instincts take reign, voice soft with concern.
“prowl—“
“don’t touch me.” He reels away.
His vents are shuddering, a staticky sporadic bursts of chuffs. He’s not breathing well, much too fueled by his own anger, his optics dart around the place, unable to focus, jittery and restless.
he paces around the room, servos unable to still
you know that hopeless feeling. The desire to do something , anything, but rooted at the inability to do so purges all instincts
you inch closer, palms up placatingly, treading on a light rake of glass. “It’s alright. Breathe. think about your three senses—"
“I said don’t touch me.’’ his voice is louder, more defensive, the kind you see a lot given you're his partner and the fact not all his propositions weren't taken so well. you can guess that's what happened today, or an altercation he's taken a lot too personally.
"I won't. I just want to see your wound."
"Its nothing. I said leave." his door wings flare up, a prey cornered with no where to go, lashing out as its last primal instinct to survive
pity spools into your chest
"it's alright, prowl. It's just me." you're halfway close and he backs up against the wall. "Let's talk like we always do, hm? Talk to let out some steam. Talk about what happened this morning or we can talk about something else."
"you don't understand." his voice wavers off a little, still having that tinge of sharpness yet it's loosing it's edge. his optics fail to meet yours. It's lodged to your feet. somewhere there. he's never been this vulnerable
"I won't have to understand." You say, and your hand curls experimentally over his own, testing to see if he'd lash out
When he didn't you intertwine you hands with his, easing down the stress of his knuckles. "You don't have to tell me anything. Just let me see your hands. I'll leave after once I fix everything up."
A moment — a beat; he relents.
Or more accurately, he's reeled silent as you tow him to the couch, clutching an ivory medical kit in the other hand.
With his servos on your knee, you work delicately, picking the fractured shards from the crevices of his digits that were lodged deep into the cords
His expression doesn't betray much pain plaguing his face with the usual pinched, dour look as he gazes outside the window. Though, he tenses up when you'd come across a deeper wound
then something hard on your shoulder startled you. You blink when you feel the crook of his nose nestle your shoulder blades. he's never been this affectionate and while you prefer to assault him with all kinds of question, you chose not to
It's like handling a startled cat; you're afraid of overwhelming him in case he'd draw back again. So you follow along, leaning a bit back so he's neck is comfortable with the bend.
The white bandages were purged a purple mauve when you roll the fabric around his digits, tying the loose ends with a dainty little bow.
You fix up the kit, his head still on your shoulder and you were about to leave when something grasps your sleeves. It's a tight clutch, digits curling around the fabric.
Prowl's now staring at the ground, any emotion on his face is imperceptible. Later punctuated by a remark, soft yet demanding, he uttered :
"stay."
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thevoidscreams · 2 months
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I seem to be on a roll with the iron boys
Female reader. Tied to ride with Perturabo. The details are yours to fill out :3c
Day 15
Ah to be Perts little cum dump
Pairing: Perturabo x Reader
Warnings: Being tied to your partner, multiple creampies.
On the whole, it wasn't the most uncomfortable position I'd ever been in.Perturabo was busy working on something new for the next campaign he was going to be away for.
“It should only be a few weeks.” He'd told me, but I'd still miss my big iron man.
I loved my husband with all my heart and the campaign, though his duty, was going to throw a wrench in your family starting plans.
So Perturabo, being the genius he was, came up with a solution so we could both get as much quality time together as was possible.
His left hand held my hip as the right worked on blueprints and scribbled notes.
He lifted my body with ease and let my own weight spear me back on his cock as he grumbled something under his breath. I gasped and clutched at the chains that went around his broad neck.
He didn't even seem to notice my body weight at all.
He'd do that every so often. Use my body as a convenient flesh light before returning to work.
After a minute of grumbling incoherent nonsense he set his stylus down and grabbed my hips with both hands, he stood and leaned over the desk. His hips thrusting against mine as he fucked me properly. Grunting and growling as he slid the thin sheets of paper aside to keep them from possibly getting cum on them.
He'd had to restart a page because of that.
The work bench shook under the force of his thrusts and every movement drew a loud whorish moan from my mouth. My eyes rolled back and I came hard. It was glorious after two hours of near constant edging.
I assume he'd grown frustrated as well, needing proper release.
He came with a heavy sighed and held my hips down, pumping his seed straight into my womb and I mewled softly with each pulse of his thick cock.
When he was done he sat back down, working on his blueprints again.
There was a knock at the door and Perturabo snarled.
“What?” He barked loud enough for whoever was on the other side to hear.
“Father. You were to convene with your consul about the upcoming siege.”
Forrix returned, his voice even and tempered.
Perturabo set this stylus aside.
“I am busy today, I will convene with them later.”
Forrix stood for a moment perplexed but did not argue.
“Very well. I will inform them.”
His heavy steps echoed down the hall as he walked off.
Perturabo took up his stylus again. Laying down perfectly straight lines.
It was like watching an artist at work. But his art was war.
He took my hip in his hand again, lifting me and letting me drop. His cock hadn't softened at all, even after his last orgasm.
“I love you Perturabo.” I nuzzled him as he lifted my body again and he grunted.
Kissing my temple but not taking his eyes off the page.
“Once I am done here we are going back to our chambers and I'm going to fuck you until dawn tomorrow.”
I clenched around him at his words excited and desirous of that.
“I look forward to it, my love.”
He nodded.
“You wanted a child before too long. You will have one when I am through with you.”
His hands came back to support me. They were lifting and pressing me back down faster and his grunts filled the workshop.
“You will be a good mother.” He spoke with assurance.
“My sons.. no, our sons and I will protect you. And you will be the mother of iron.”
Perturabo kissed the top of my head, his words ringing in my heart.
One hand came up to play with my chest and his calloused thumb stroked over a nipple. Making me moan again.
He came hard inside me and I followed after.
Perturabo's arms encircled my body, his face pressed into my hair. We stayed like that for a time. Blissful and quiet. “I love you.”
He breathed after a time and I melted on him. It was rare to see his softer side. But I loved it.
“Going soft on me Pert?” I chuckled. “I don't usually get an ‘I love you’ back.”
Perturabo grunted as stroked my side.
“When it is for the right person, love is a great source of strength.”
“Would you say I'm the right person?” I smiled and reached up to pull his head closer so I could nuzzle him once more.
“You're the only person.” He nearly whispered and I stopped, my heart racing as I felt the honesty in his words.
He picked his stylus back up and the moment was over for just then. But I wouldn't forget this. Not for a long time.
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