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stardewremixed · 1 year

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Amusement Park Dates with the Stardudes

A request from anonymous - amusement park favorite rides, type of park, transportation, snacks, how you get there and home, affection, etc. Assumes feminine Farmer. Thanks for the ask!

Sebastian - Haunted House

Any excuse to go to Zuzu. He knows the best place on the edge where you can see the City lit up at night. A bit of fun in the middle of the urban.

Loves all things spooky. And it's the perfect excuse to hold your hand, or pull you into a safe embrace if you scare easily. He's the kind of guy who encourages you to face your fears, but he will be there to comfort you and encourage you if it's too much.

Knows you face mini monsters in the mines so maybe you're just pretending as an excuse to get closer to him. He doesn't mind.

Usually not into PDA, but it's pretty dark in the haunted house. Finds your sudden jumps endearing, especially if you're clinging to his arm. The way your fingers tighten around his bicep.

Doesn't have the heart to tell you not to dig your nails into his flesh, even through his long sleeves. Winces and puts up with it.

Orders you a treat after exiting the experience, like a soothing cup of jasmine tea or stardrop sorbet. Anything really as long as it's not popcorn.

Loves the feel of your arms around his waist as you ride on his motorcycle at the end of the night. The way you lean your head into his back. It isn't until you reach the farmhouse that he realizes he was smiling during the whole ride. Leans you into his bike for a good night kiss.

Alex - Carnival Games

Not so much into the rides, but enjoys the Carnival Games. This man is competitive and enjoys showing off.

First stop is definitely test of strength. Grins and flexes his muscles for you before starting. Might pretend to injure himself just to watch your reaction, but would quickly reassure you that he's teasing. Enjoys when you playfully punch his shoulder in annoyance.

Throwing darts at balloons is fun. He's really good at it. Closes his eyes and throws a bullseye. Shows off and tosses over his shoulder.

Likes impressing you, but he enjoys your company regardless. He's a touchy feely guy, squeezing your hand, throwing his arm around your shoulder, giving you his letterman jacket when you get cold, whispering suggestive things in your ear to throw you off your game. Enjoying when you playfully poke his ribs as you tease him back.

Gets really into the squirt guns in the clown's mouth. Challenges you to a contest. Best two of of three. Loser buys dinner. Buys you dinner anyway if you lose.

Any prize he wins would be yours. Takes a special delight in presenting you with an oversized stuffed animal - maybe a junimo plushie. Loves to make you smile.

Fish and chips is his go-to. If you get tartar sauce on your face, he would kiss it off... with blushing pleasure.

Dares you to try the bungee jumping. You injure your ankle. Carries you out to the parking lot. Makes out like crazy with you in his truck. Maybe some heavy petting. Insists in staying the night to make sure your ankle is okay. Sleeps on the floor like a gentleman.

Elliott - Ferris Wheel

Changes his outfit ten times before showing up. He doesnt know how to do casual. What do you wear to a carnival? Still wears the ascot.

Picks you up at the farmhouse promptly. Brings you roses to start the evening.

Escorts you to the train arm-in-arm. Romanticizes older era transportation. Has an excited little grin on his face when the train horn toots. Talks about the steampunk romance he is trying to write.

Uses a napkin to dab the mustard on his face. He's so proper. He eats his corndog with a fork and knife. You giggle.

His favorite carnival ride is the Ferris Wheel. Doesn't mind that it is slower than the other rides. Gives you an opportunity to talk. It's the opener and ender to the evening. Likes to look dreamily at the views. Planned it perfectly so you reach the top right as the sun starts to set.

Bribes the worker for some extra time on the last ride. Leans in and asks 'May I?' before kissing you. His fragrant cologne hovers in the air long after your lips part. It's the most romantic kiss you have ever experienced. Makes you weak in the knees.

Shyly tells you he feels the same, the heat rising in his cheeks. You don't want to get off the ride and go again. You nearly miss the last train. He kisses your hands when you reach the farmhouse and bids you adieu after a lovely evening

Sam - a little of everything

He's such a kid at heart. Meets you at the bus stop. Talks a mile a minute about everything he wants to do when you arrive. Stops mid-sentence and asks what? You grin and kiss his cheek.

Rides the carousel with you for nostalgia. Points out his favorite pony. Insists on riding on the outside to do the ring toss. Misses every shot.

Bumper cars are loads of fun. Backing into you. Crashing into you. Colliding with your side. He still taps you even when you're done with the ride. You pretend not to notice, secretly enjoying it.

Yells like crazy about the new Splash ride. He wore his swim trunks just in case. Sits right in front and suggests you throw your arms around his waist if you get scared. Doesn't matter. You do it anyway. Holding Sam is like hugging a firecracker... any moment he could dart away, but for a brief few seconds, you feel the sparks. He feels them too.

You get soaked on the ride, of course, and he buys you a hot cocoa to help you warm up while you dry off. Whipped cream mustaches anyone? He will lick it off with glee and kiss you passionately before restraining himself.

Chatters about his favorite experiences of the evening during the ride back. Already planning a return trip to the carnival. Doesn't realize you've fallen asleep on his shoulder. Your presence is nice. Calming even. He tries not to disturb you until you arrive home.

Harvey - Alpine Coaster & Mini Golf

Picks you up in his beat-up Oldsmobile. You listen to jazz on the drive. Wears a bucket hat and sunglasses. Offers to lather you in sunscreen while his face turns red.

Can't be eating carnival food. Packs a healthy picnic lunch for you both. Apples, carrot sticks, avocado and Sprouts sandwiches. Even cuts off the crusts like he did as a child. And of course, pickles.

Has an itinerary for the afternoon. You laugh and tell him part of the fun is spontaneity. He's a bit embarrassed but he loosens up after you tell him you'll look at his agenda.

Would prefer a smaller amusement park, less crowds, fresh air in the mountains kind-of place. He takes you up to his favorite ski resort in the summer.

The Alpine coaster is his personal favorite. A bit of height, but not too much. Not too crazy. Can control the speed. No ridiculous upside down spins, but the curves are still thrilling. And the pull up the mountain is so peaceful.

Offers to play a round of mini golf with you. Insists on using the green club. The color is lucky for him. He's surprisingly good, shows you the proper stance, and is willing to fetch your golf ball when you accidentally hit it off course.

Kisses you on the forehead after saying goodnight on your porch. Kicks himself the whole way home that he didn't give you a proper kiss.

Shane - Thrill rides

Agrees to let you "drag him" to the carnival. You ride your bikes down to the boardwalk. Grunts an apology that he doesn't have a car. You really don't mind and tell him not to worry about it.

He's on a cleanse but he still likes the taste. Pretzels and beer cheese and a Big Gulp soda.

Anything to get the heart pumping. Upside down. Fast spinning. Sudden plunge. He likes it all.

Rides the Tilt-a-whirl a half dozen times. Says you look a little green after. He feels bad so he buys you a ginger ale for your stomach and sits on a park bench with his arm around you while you recover.

Enjoys your scream when you ride the drop tower together. It's the weirdest compliment you've ever received.

Only thing he likes in the arcade is besting the mechanical bull. Hangs on with a death grip.

Tries to shrug it off as no big deal for accompanying you to the amusement park. You cut him off mid sentence with a kiss. It's the only time you've ever seen him beaming.

Victor - roller coaster

Arranges for a private car to drive you to the amusement park. This boy has money.

Picks the park with the most roller coasters. The architect in him is fascinated with the engineering marvel.

A wooden coaster is his favorite. For a truly authentic feel. Nothing quite like it. A bit rougher than steel but it's a treat as few still exist.

Has a system to rate the coaster: 3 rides. 3 tests. Speed. Thrill. Challenge (in the design).

You'll grab lunch at a pier restaurant about midday. He made a reservation. Talks up facts about roller coaster history while waiting for food. He's so cute when he gets excited. He asks if he's rambling. You shake your head.

Shares that he once scribbled designs for his own coaster while bored in class. You encourage him to design a coaster. With him as the engineer, it is bound to be the safest and best roller coaster in the world. He can't help but kiss you.

Lance - Ren Fair

Loves the Renaissance Fair. An excuse to dress up in period attire, eat fried meat on a stick, and be a bit theatrical. A little like everyday Lance, but with more flair.

Wants to watch all the jousting matches. Explains the technical details and is impressed you already know some of the tricks.

Buys you jewelry. He loves to spoil and pamper you. Maybe a gown too with flowy sleeves to wear to the evening dance hall.

Horseback riding is a must. He enjoys helping you in and out of the saddle even though you are perfectly capable of mounting the steed yourself. He blushes at your 'that's what she said' quip.

Brings camping gear so you can stay the whole weekend. Doesn't mind roughing it every once in awhile. Wouldn't presume to share your space so brings a second tent. Still you sneak in to cuddle and accidentally fall asleep in his arms.

Calls you 'milady' the whole weekend and likes to hear you giggle. Bonus points if you call him 'good sir.'

Enters the sword fighting tournament. Wins first prize in honor of his 'lady.' What does he win besides a trophy? A kiss from his girlfriend.

Magnus - Funhouse

Meets you there. You wonder how he beat you since he left after you did but he's a Wizard and he won't reveal his secrets. Magic!

Since he sets up the Spirit's Eve maze every year, it's hard to impress the Wizard. But he enjoys the challenge of the funhouse.

The maze of mirrors is a bit like him... weird and quirky. But ultimately entertaining and enjoyable.

Promptly challenges anyone who dare jump out and grab his lady inappropriately. He could turn them into a toad. I wouldn't dare him.

Likes figuring out the physical and optical illusions in different themed rooms. Alice in Wonderland is his favorite. He has always enjoyed the Mad Hatter.

Doesn't like the clowns. Some memory from his days at the School of Illusions.

Picks up a pound of candy at the concessions - black licorice, sour slimes, rock candy... agrees to share cotton candy with you. As you both bite from opposite sides, he is happy when you meet in the middle for a soft kiss.

Hope you enjoyed! What other requests do you have?

#stardew valley thoughts #stardew valley #sdv headcanon #stardew valley headcanon #sdv elliott #sdv sam #sdv harvey #sdv sebastian #sdv shane #sdv alex #sve magnus #sve victor #sve lance

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shineonyoucrazyyandere · 11 months

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Hi! How about a hcs with a gender neutral reader that gets turned into a cat temporarily by a stand, how would la squadra react?

Have a nice day :>

Sure! I’ll go character by character on this one

Yandere! La Squadra w/ gn! Darling turned into a cat by a stand

Risotto - *bat bat bat* He hears the soft sound of something messing around with his hat (he takes it off every so often aside from showers and sleeping). There’s immediate suspicion as he goes to investigate, finding a cat rather than you mesmerized by the golden baubles that spelled his name. Doesn’t take long for the leader himself to put two and two together that you are the cat. Considering he makes sure you won’t escape whatsoever any other time.

It’s hard to tell but his eyes soften slightly from amusement of cat you playing with his hat. He’ll likely pick you up, expression hardening at a potential stand user looming around. He’ll immediately order the rest of the group to be on high alert and track down the user. As cute as you were in cat form, he was not amused by this little trick no matter how harmless it seemed.

Formaggio - manages to squeeze a crude joke, makes a casual comment of how cute you were like that. How he’d love to spend time with you being like that more, while scratching under your chin. He observes if your full on cat, which seems to be the case. Doesn’t mean he won’t be constantly bringing up how willingly you allowed him to pet you, when you revert back later.

Illuso - Amused you were turned into a cat of all things, he’d love to have alone time with you in his mirror world without disturbance. Just an hour or two of holding you close to him. He wouldn’t lie he would have extra satisfaction of bashing the stand users face in from turning you into a cat. Though before that he snaps a picture with a camera of you in cat form for later usage.

Melone - coos and fawns over you the second he sets eyes on you. Even in cat form you seem to be fairly stiff around him, and he absolutely notes every behavior like a decent scientist would. Light touches and pets down the back, and he doesn’t flinch if you decide to try and scratch. You can be certain he’ll be calling you kitten or similar cat nicknames when you revert. Not to mention maybe receiving cat related clothing or other items.

Ghiaccio - In typical fashion he’s more irate that somehow someone got passed them enough to do something to you. He might pet you a bit while ranting how he’s likely going to freeze the user solid if he narrows down where they are. He does think you’re cute in all honesty, he’s simply pissed a slip up on his part or his team caused this headache. The scene is mildly amusing as he continues his rant and pets your soft fur. He’ll likely mention how cute you were with a smirk when he calms down and you’re back to normal.

Prosciutto - As obnoxious as Ghiaccio’s yelling could be, he’s also aggravated at this massive oversight. He definitely ends up approaching to pet you, knowing full well he’ll have to take care of any fur that gets on his suit later. He notes the color of your eyes in cat formed more observationally than anything. Coaxes you to come closer, while side eyeing Pesci who seems giddy at you being a cat. It’s cute but he wants you in human form back as a soon as possible.

Pesci - He’s pretty much over the moon upon seeing you, but trying to keep it to a lower level so he doesn’t end up being poked fun at. Or alternatively being slightly reprimanded by Prosciutto for losing composure when an enemy could be in the vicinity. He has all sorts of thoughts of using one of those mouse toys with you. The man’s pretty much squeaking internally at how cute you were all while giving you some nice head pats. Though he would diligently help eliminate the perpetrator when it came down to it.

Sorbet and Gelato - both of them are pretty fond of the attitude of cats, and they both laugh that you were turned into one of all things. They’ll likely make fun of the user for such a ridiculous strategy, even if they’re nowhere near around. All taking turns holding you, noting how helpless you were not that it made a difference being human either. They both figure out where you like being pet almost immediately, and of course maybe weaponize it against you later like some of the other members of La Squadra.

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pikahlua · 9 months

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I have soft food ideas! Tw British foods, I'll do my best to think of the alternatives

Sweet:

Jelly/jello - just suck it through your teeth and swallow, amazing stuff. Can eat lots since most are low calorie or even zero sugar.

Angel delight/mousse/pudding, semolina, creme caramels, custards, rice pudding - no chewing required, light and bubbly.

Ice cream, gelatos and sorbet, ice lollies, milkshakes, slushies etc - amazing but might not be appropriate if you have sensitive mouth/teeth

Juices and smoothies - yummy but avoid citrus if you've recently had oral surgery!

Porridge/oatmeal, baked oats, overnight oats, chia seed pudding etc - the super fine versions (readybrek) of porridge are great and don't need any chewing at all. If too hot, wait too cool or add a splash of milk. I like a spoonful of Nutella in to make chocolatey.

Yogurt - amazing, cool and refreshing. Avoid the fun yogurts with extra bits like granola or crunchy inclusions since they'll need chewing. Also consider soft cheeses/no base cheesecakes

Soft fruits - again avoid citrus, try cook it or mash it or something just to make it softer. Tinned fruit is always super soft. Peaches and ice cream is such an elite combo. Maybe applesauce?

Savory

Soups, broths and maybe stews - super tender veggies, overcooked or super soft noodles and shredded meats will fine for a few days and should be soft but hearty enough. If not, puree or blend. Maybe soak some bread in!

Lentils - great at absorbing liquid and become nice and aoft

Mashed potatoes - love love love these, cheesy or garlicky or covered in gravy, just so wow. Might manage a baked potato without the skin and then it's just a vessel for good stuff

Rice, risotto - plain or topped with egg or some soft fish (tinned is easy). Risotto is great because you can add yummy stuff to it

FINELY ground meat - make a Bolognese and make sure your meat is ground finely. Make a curry with finely cut soft/pureed veggies. Make a chili. Once you feel a bit braver, sloppy Joes or something

Dips - guac or hummus or whatever, a spoon will do instead of veggies/chips etc

Cottage/shepherds/fisherman's pie - soft fish or meat in a sauce covered in mashed potato and baked in the oven. No teeth needed, but a hearty real meal.

Cauliflower cheese - parboil the cauliflower like my gran does (nuke it) and then cover in cheesesauce and bake it.

Omelettes - these might be touch and go but could satisfy you enough that you wont miss scrambled eggs and toast

Pastina - cute little pasta shapes! Do all sorts with it but jar of generic pasta sauce works in a pinch.

I'm sure there's plenty of local cuisine and regional foods that are soft too that I have no idea about.

For anyone who needs it then, lol. Thanks anon.

#anon ask #ask pika

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squadrah · 1 year

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From My CuriousCat

Got any thoughts on a Secret Santa event at La Squadra?

I'll do my best!

I'd say Formaggio pitches the idea: he saw it somewhere and thought it would be fun to try for it. Having gotten the hang of gifting presents and surprising one another on the occasion, Sorbet and Gelato think it's a great idea, and because he pitched it as an event to boost morale, Prosciutto gives his consent, which basically seals the deal. Formaggio asks for some printer paper, cuts identical strips, writes their names on these, and everyone gets to pick out of Risotto's jester cap. So far, so good.

Then comes trouble.

Gelato: Okay, can I switch mine. Formaggio: Why? Gelato: I didn't get Sorbet. Formaggio: You're not supposed to, it's random! Illuso: Can I switch? Formaggio: Why?! Illuso: This is too difficult. Formaggio: Deal with it! Ghiaccio: I want to switch, too. Formaggio: Why-hy?! Ghiaccio: I got Illuso. Formaggio: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA--

Because of Ghiaccio's big mouth and Ghiaccio's big mouth only, there is a redraw, with NEW slips of paper so nobody tries to feel their way through to some desired target. That's when it comes out that extra rules are needed, including a budget limit, no rumors and gossip, you are only allowed to pick one confidant and keep your questions vague, etc.

The first time office hours roll around, Prosciutto is visited by every single teammate and each of them ask him vague questions about gift giving.

Someone asks if wrapping material costs are included in the budget. Not gonna say names here but...

Eventually the big day arrives and the gifts assemble. Most of them are hit and miss. Some are wrapped deplorably. Turns out that Sorbet and Gelato notwithstanding, everyone is pretty bad at this. That said, Formaggio is still proud of them and congratulates them for managing to do something nice for each other. Illuso and Ghiaccio only grumble a little, and yes, Ghiaccio still managed to pull out Illuso's name the second time.

Presents included, without gifter and giftee named:

Novelty mug with "Big Bad Bitch" written on it;

Kitsch trinket vaguely in the shape of a cat;

Abstract art (Stand-made);

Stress balls in three different colors;

Chemistry set for kids.

#la squadra #formaggio #prosciutto #ghiaccio #illuso #sorbet #gelato #squadrah headcanons #squadrah original #i kinda wish there was fic for this #but alas!#i'm glad i'm even here typing these up!

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lemonsbakery · 11 months

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Today Rougefort and Lem went to have fun at a trampoline park. Rougefort helped assess their agility and gave them a few pointers, but they still had a hard time keeping up.

Walnut had a hard time waking up this morning because of the fiasco yesterday. She tried to take Latte's Latte, but was quickly stopped and given an extra day to adjust to the new home.

(Sorbet felt a little better, but wasn't able to eat anything, but they at least had some water today. "5")

im bac. from exams WHAOAOA fiasco mental fiasco au referenc??? omg. rea;. real ified . ALSO I AM REALLY REALLY REALLLYYY GOOD WHEN T COMES TO TRAMPOLINES :3

#lem answers

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fifty-ten · 1 year

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WELCOME (AGAIN) TO

THE SLIGHTLY-REVISED BRACKET FOR THE FIRST ANNUAL (AND PROBABLY ONLY UNLESS THIS IS FUN) POLL TOURNAMENT WHERE YOU GUYS GET TO VOTE ON WHICH EXTRA SET OF OCS I ADD TO ART FIGHT THIS YEAR

DETERMINE THEIR FATES! PICK WHO SOUNDS THE COOLEST, OR WHO YOU THINK WOULD BE THE MOST FUN TO DRAW!

(participant information under the read more)

Magical Girl PA•RO•DI - A trio of magical girls who have been tasked with saving the world from darkness. Their story is a pretty by-the-book magical girl story, until someone suggests that the antagonist moves his plans from "covering the world in darkness" to "completely rewrite reality". Characters that would be entered into Art Fight would be Patty, Roxanne, Diane, the mascot, and the magic baby.

Mermaid Lights! Lovely Recovery - A duo of magical girls, one a normal human and one a mermaid, are tasked with protecting all life on earth from a group that is trying to haphazardly mine the earth for all of its resources. Characters that would be entered into Art Fight would be Amber (human), Wave (mermaid), and their mascots.

Midnight Tear - a dark magical girl (in her twenties) who has entered into a contract with a demon, and now must kill whatever it wishes or else face the consequences. Characters entered into Art Fight would be Midnight Tear (Nana) herself and her demon partner.

Phoenix Girl Ashley - a normal everyday girl discovers that she's the reincarnation of a legendary hero known simply as The Phoenix. Now, she finds herself at odds with all sorts of strange magicians from all over the world. Characters that would be entered include Ashley herself and the phoenix hatchling in her care, Phoebe.

AviBattler - A hit mobile game of the fighting genre based off a cult-classic arcade game that was released over 20 years ago. No one knows who developed this new mobile version. Anyways, Avis are the characters in the game, who grow and change based on the player's fighting style and how they train the Avi. Characters that would be entered are Alex (main protagonist) and his Avi (currently unnamed)

PROJECT★Athena - In the not-so-far future of 2030, corporations run the world and robots are commonplace. 15-year-old Tally finds that her aunt has mysteriously disappeared but left her with a USB drive, which Tally uploads into an android she was building for a school project. The USB drive contains an AI with no memory named Pallas. From there on out, the two of them work to solve the mystery of Tally's aunt's disappearance and the truth about Pallas, whose AI is more complex than it seems. Characters entered into Art Fight would be Tally and Pallas.

Sinnohan Coordinators - a set of 5 Pokémon Coordinators from the Sinnoh Region. The main protagonist, Lila, has dreamed of being a coordinator since she was little, and has planned her path to Top Coordinator down to the smallest detail. But from the moment she meets her Piplup and starts traveling, she begins to learn a lot about the world and about herself. Characters entered into Art Fight would be Lila, Theo (friend/sometimes traveling companion?), Junji (main rival), Kiyomi (friendly rival), Oswalda (rival with problems), and Perry (rich boy rival)

Splatoon OCs - Pretty self-explanatory, they're the player characters/Agents from my Splatoon files. Characters that would be entered include Candy (captain), Sorbet (4), Sweet (8), and Gelato (new3)

#i decided i wanted to switch a group out </3 #also this is actually starting now this time! i made all the needed graphics yesterday #fiftytenpost #oc to art fight poll tournament

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fantasy-fields-bitty-center · 6 months

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Normal bitty: UnderFell Nice cream guy

UnderFell Nice cream guy bitty

Name: Sorbet

Size: 10 - 12 inches tall(mini), 3'2 - 4'2 feet tall(fullsize)

Personality: Sassy, mischievous, cheerful,

Likes: Likes: Ice cream, making ice cream, helping, making friends, coming up with compliments, coming up with quotes, making others smile,

Dislikes: Others being sad, spicy foods, peppers,

Compatibility: These bitties find it funny to tease, make fun of, and annoy others! They may even harm others(though never seriously, oddly enough) for a good laugh! meaning they get along well with Killer types,

The always listen to their owners, Asgore types, and Toriel types, as well as Asriel and Chara types, typically by association, they also often listen to guard types(Like undyne, greater dog, etc) and Fell Papyrus types(and SwapFell/FellSwap Sans types, or any other type that is apart of the royal guard!)

These bitties are often described as 'lil bastards' and tend to act just like that! think Popee the preformer or Jax from the amazing digital circus(funnily enough, they're both rabbits(well, Popee wears a onsie with rabbit ears, but you get the point!))

They do extremely well with children or child like bitties, as well as Burger pants bitties, able to help lift their spirits when needed! Even if they like to play pranks a lot,

They need proper fur care! Their fur needs to be brushed regularly, how often depends on how long your Sorbets fur is and the time of year!

Their ice creams and sorbets and other frozen treats will always be safe to eat! Though this doesnt mean they wont make an extra sour lemon bar or two for some fun!

Despite their love of mischief they hate when others are sad! It's thought that they are the way they are due to being a Fell type, seeing as to Fell types they are seen as super nice, and they always get along with them while their nicer varients tend to get picked on a lot, though that makes since seeing as that is seen as nice for a Fell type typically,

Feeding habits: Sorbets are primarily vegetarian, they aren’t much of a fan of meat! But are good types for vegan or vegetarian owners!

Additional info: They like to write when not making ice cream so grab them plenty of supplies and inspiration!

Zone: Inside,

In Universe: These bitties are known to be your little desert makers! They love making ice cream or popsicles for their owners and housemates!

Difficulty: Beginner - Basic

#bittybones #adoptable #bitty info #bitty bio #normal bitty #normal bitty info #Sorbet normal bitty #beginner #basic

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thekitchnpro · 3 years

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Get ready to knock your sweet tooth out of commission with these tips and tricks for homemade frozen treats. You don’t have to give up your favorite ice cream rolls just because you’re trying to stay healthy—but you will need a few extra tools, like an ice cream maker that cranks out more than just one flavor. 5-Minute Frozen Treat: Try making some fruit popsicles! They’re perfect for those hot summer days when it seems too hot to eat anything but icy-cold comfort food. Just roll or chop your favorite fresh fruit into bite-sized pieces, then mix them together in a blender until they are smooth enough to pour into popsicle molds. The result is pure summertime fun. If you really want something decadent, consider adding chocolate syrup or whipped cream on top!

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MERROCK TASK #5 GLORIOUS SUMMERTIME

What does your character think about summer? Are they a fan, or do they long for the colder, more temperate months? Nari’s a big fan of summertime! Having grown up in Merrock, she’s always been fond of the warm months, and how it’s still nice enough to be outside, doing all of the things that her west coast friends complained about because o the heat. But it doesn’t mean she doesn’t enjoy the other seasons!

Is there a certain food or cold treat that they reach for on a hot night when a regular dinner just won't work? Sorbet is always an excellent choice, especially the stuff that’s extra fruity.

What about a beverage they enjoy in the summer? Any kind of lemonade or fruit juice, something that has that natural sweetness. Bonus points, in her opinion, if it can have a little flower added to it, just to make it look a little more pretty.

Describe your character's sense of style / fashion go-tos when it comes to the warm months. Cut-off shorts and t-shirts, and if not that, then sun dresses. Nari loves to be cool and effortless with her summer fashion choices, tends to stay away from things that take too much thought.

What about what they wear to the pool or the beach? Whatever bathing suit fits her mood for the day. Most of the time this means something bright and pretty -- she tends to lean towards neon colored bikinis or color blocking one pieces. And when she’s not actively in the water or tanning on the beach, she’ll slip into a cover up or a pair of shorts.

Speaking of -- if they're at the beach, what is their favorite thing to do? Probably just splashing in the shallow waves! Having fun with her friends, too, so playing volleyball or quaits or anything that they feel up to. And of course, she does have a soft spot for people watching.

If your character had to choose, would they rather spend time at the pool, or at the beach? As much as she loves the beach, Nari also thinks that the work that was put into the community pool is outstanding, and loves to get on the water slides during adult swim. Plus, they have good ice cream treats for those hot days!

When they're at the pool, are they a lounge around, soaking up the sun type, or in the water, causing chaos type? Causing chaos, for sure, but in a fun way! She would never be disrespectful for the sake of being disrespectful and risk making someone upset with her.

Outside of pool and beach fun, what is your character's favorite summer hobby or pastime that they can't wait to do? Anything to do with plants -- when she’s not planting or weeding her garden, Nari tends to spend a lot of time in the garden just enjoying the sight of the flowers and the bees and butterflies that come along with it.

Are they big on vacations, or are they more of a staycation kind of person? Either or! Nari’s not too picky, she loves to spend some time traveling when she has the opportunity, but she’s also very much so in love with Merrock, and even more so with her house, and kind of looks at her plot of land like a staycation spot as it is.

When it comes to outdoor space, gardening, etc., what does your character do? Do they mow their lawn, do they have a garden, is their home full of plants? Nari actually does mow her own lawn! A lot of it is landscaped, so there’s not a ton of grass to mow, and most of it is groundcover that she’s planted over the years. As for gardening, absolutely -- she has her own vegetable and herb garden that she plants every spring, but also has a lot of flower beds, whether they be around the house, decorative in the yard, or to draw in pollinators.

What is their favorite spot to spend time in Merrock that doesn't include the public pool and the swim beach? Lavender Lane is always a good choice, since she works there... but. Also feels like cheating! She’d probably have to say Sea Breeze out along the coast. Getting to have a sweet treat so close to the ocean is always a win.

If they had to pick one thing to say that they disliked about summer... what would it be and why? The way that everything gets so dry on those summers without a lot of rain. The plants always look a little bit sadder than, which makes her sad in return.

What is your character's favorite summertime memory? Whether it be from their childhood or their big kid years? Nari has a lot of really happy summertime memories, from traveling with her parents to spending time overseas as a young adult. Her absolute favorite would probably be the time that she and her ex-husband went to Spain for an entire month, just to say that they did.

And lastly... what is one thing that they really hope to do this summer? Nari is trying to get better about canning the vegetables that she grows in her garden, and so she has plans to make pickles. Hopefully.

#merrocktask

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La Squadra in McDonald's, what will they order?

Fun fact: I went and tracked down what sort of things would have been available around 2000 to be as authentic as I can get... and learned that Italy actually protested a lot against McDonald's at the time because they didn't want fast food giants taking over. The more we know! (Linked the first article I found if anyone was curious.)

Given the above, La Squadra would have probably boycotted too in favor of the little eateries in their neighborhood, but I will ignore that for this ask so the boys can enjoy their delicious McMeals.

Risotto: A man this big has to eat so he usually gets two Bic Mac meals, knowing there will be someone to claim his second Sprite. Asks for hot sauce on the side.

Formaggio: Quarter Pounder meal and a Happy Meal "for the kids" (it's for Risotto so he can get the beanie baby). Alternates his drinks depending on his mood.

Prosciutto: Two McRibs. Takes the extra hot sauce off Risotto's hands and a bunch of napkins. He can't help it that this is the one he can taste the most. Drinks coffee if they have it.

Pesci: Started out with a classic Cheeseburger meal and drinking Coca Cola like any young hip American guy might, but later added a side of McNuggets and will not say no to a McFlurry either.

Ghiaccio: Two Egg McMuffins and a fresh salad. Will always ask for a mineral water to go with, and sometimes when he gets tempted, he'll grab an Apple Pie.

Melone: He tends to grab a Fillet-o-Fish or a McChicken meal and shares his surplus of fries. If he remembered his Lactaid, he'll have a McFlurry too.

Illuso: He's usually the one to grab Risotto's second Sprite to have with his McNuggets and fries, and other people's fries when they're not looking too closely. Another McFlurry fan.

Sorbet: Always the cheapest meal, usually the Cheeseburger, and like Formaggio, he varies his drinks as the mood strikes him. Slaps the others' hands away if they try to poach his fries.

Gelato: Another one who takes the hot sauce from Risotto to go with his Quarter Pounder meal, or if there is a spicy special, he will pick that and still nab the hot sauce. Fanta drinker.

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How Well (or Terribly) They Handle "No Nut November" - Ranked

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Disclaimer: MINORS DNI

This is a silly internet challenge that probably doesn't have great repercussions for urological health, I would not recommend it irl That said, this was insanely fun to write and as usual, I got carried away with Nanami's. But like, super extra carried away this time... Call it severe overcompensation for missing last couple weekends

N/A

How many days they last: - 100

Get a mirror - that's what insanity looks like, if you're under the delusion you can suggest this to them and survive

Srsly, don't even think about bringing this challenge up with them

They seem to be doing their own though, some variation of 'Nut Everywhere/Everyday November'

It never hurts to make sure you know your place

To that end, they'll be filling you up so copiously - there's no space for any stupid ideas to slip into that dumb little head of yours

How many days they last: <5

"I'm the strongest" - there's no challenge Gojo Satoru won't cum come out on top of (Literally, for you)

But the evening of October 31st's gonna be rough on you

"If I'm gonna go a whole month without, you gotta make it worth my while, hm?"

You suppose it's only fair to let him get as much of it out of his system while he can

You didn't think his 'Limitless' applied to this...supply, but it does

Man literally only stops for swigs of Redbull before he's back at it

You lose count and track of time, naturally

"Well, would you look at that? It's already after midnight. Oops. Guess there's no point attempting this since I've already flouted the rules before we began!"

But you suspected Satoru would try to pull some sneaky shit

So you set all the calendars and clocks back by a day/few hours

The look on Satoru's face is priceless when you tell him

Oh, but there is a cost (Spoiler alert, Ariel, it's your ability to walk)

After all, there's nothing in the challenge stopping him from making you cum multiple times, apart from your physical limits that is

And since you're pushing him to the extreme, he'll return the favour in the opposite direction

What breaks them

Honestly, it surprises you how poorly Power translates into actual self-control. But then again maybe it shouldn't. Gojo is so accustomed to having (almost) everything his way and acting according to his whims, being denied is a delicious new sensation

But the novelty wears off before even a week is up

Gojo Satoru may command the universe in the twist of his digits, but you have him wrapped around your finger

He should never have let you order the strawberry sorbet from that gelato parlour, he's certain it's a trap you strategically laid out

But on the off chance that it isn't, and the way your tongue is wrapping around the waffle cone isn't meant to tease - well, Shit, your innocence somehow makes it that much worse

It's the dribble of pink sliding stickily down the sinews of your wrist that makes Satoru snap, that makes him grab your hand and whisk you away back to your apartment

His teleportation technique is disorienting even when you're warned well in advance, so imagine your bewilderment when one moment your back is up against the leather booth seat and the next it's flung against the satin sheets of your bed

Somehow the strawberry scoop survived the journey

But Satoru's gonna make sure you get more than your just desserts

You yelp as you feel something cold smeared across your breasts, quickly chased by hot swipes of a hungry tongue, the sudden switches in temperature causing your nipples to stiffen between razor sharp, wicked teeth

"Sa-Satoru, what the f-fuck? The r-rules!"

"Glad you agree, doll - Fuck the rules."

You haven't allowed him anywhere near you like this in days (days that you could count on one hand, for that matter), you have a pretty accurate assessment of the extent of Gojo's self-control

Or lack thereof

Give him an inch, and he'll give you his length take the whole yard

Not only has the bedroom been off limits, but you haven't even let him visit you or set foot in your home

And yet here you both are now, Satoru guaranteeing you'll have to do your laundry again, way ahead of its weekend schedule

"Baby just let me taste you,' he begs. But he's not really asking for permission, fingers already gathering the rivulets of nectar saturating your nethers, sweeter than any ice-cream

Oh, he's going to make you melt

Yet you cling to the one last crystalline shard of your determination, before it dissolves upon Satoru's tongue

"O-only your, your mouth, 'kay?"

You should have known better. That's more than enough opportunity for him to take advantage of

Or maybe, you did know. And so does Satoru

He has you just the way he wants; shamelessly seeping, lasciviously leaking, wantonly writhing. A mess, in short.

All it takes is a single look of longing, exchanged even amidst the trembling of your thighs locked around your lover

You don't know the number of times Satoru's had you shaking like this, but it's still not enough. You need to fall apart

He's a terrible influence, rubbing off on you in more ways than one

It was a foolish mistake, banking on a mandate of physical distance as a barrier to both your lusts,too easily surmountable in retrospect

You've given your own capacity for self-control too much credit

And now, well - let's just say Satoru ain't gonna be cashing blanks for the next few nights (;

How many days they last: 12~

Initially, Choso is none too fazed

He's gone entire centuries without sex, he figures it'll be like reverting back to that, just the same. And only for a month, right?

He wants to be your good boy, he really does

But oh, new habits die hard

It's as if his body's become more mortal in the time he's been together with you, adapted to primordial appetites, ancient hunger pangs that he's never had to deal with before - let alone suppress

And god, he's sensitive to your cravings too, how you'll curl up against him in the evenings, needing the heat of his breath against your nape to lull you to sleep. Or how you'll reach for him at dawn, wanting to entwine your arm with his, the gesture so sweet and innocent

but then those slumber-blurred fingers will brush against his morning wood, sparking something deep-rooted within him. Choso has to choke back a groan, to avoid waking you up before he can deal with it

He knows if you realise how bad a state he's in, you might be inclined to take mercy on him, but he doesn't want to disappoint

So lucky for him, he's got certain built-in advantages that other guys on this list don't, like that 'Blood Manipulation' technique

Probably not what the Kamo clan intended it for, but hey, he's a Cursed Womb, he was born rogue from the start

He reasons it's not cheating, you're still making things incredibly difficult for him, either awake or asleep - whether it's the unconscious grind of your bum against his already aroused cock, or the kisses you pepper across his cheeks on the rare days you're up before him (and even then, he's already 'up' before you...)

As the days pass, it takes him more and more effort to will away his erections before you can detect them, more concentration to wield his technique

But it can't bury the hunger in his eyes, in his touch, roaming ravenous and stirring you from your dreams

You know, you recognise it, even in the dissipating spread of your stupor and the squint of sunlight, Choso's obsidian irises glinting with the desire to devour you whole

But you only snuggle closer to your danger, pressing a smile to the edges of his incisors and asking in a drowsy whisper, "Sleep well, darling? Or were you restless?"

"You're doing this on purpose, aren't you, love?" he grumbles.

Your yawns don't mask your smirks as well as you think, and Choso has to wonder about your questing fingers, how clumsy they really are, how careless? How careful?

After about a couple of weeks, when either your prevarications or provocations become unbearable, he takes refuge on the couch, leaving you in the middle of the night, much to your disapproval

You chase him there, despite his calculated retreat, ready with a pout, "The weather's getting colder than even you. Spare a thought for chilly ol' me, won't you?"

Ambushed by this excuse Choso can only sigh and wrap you in his arms, suffering in silence as you delightedly wiggle your hips against him, getting comfortable. You find his reticence adorable, and his restraint, well, really quite admirable.

You'll have to see what you can do about that

What breaks them

One of the times, it's more "midnight" wood than morning

It's never happened this soon, you'd both barely drifted off several hours ago -not that his cock gave a damn about Circadian rhythms

Choso's about to activate his technique, to force his stiffness to subside when the source of his troubles stirs, sighing softly

He allows his eyes to settle on the inspiration of his insomnia, the prone form of you. Gorgeous as always, truly guileless for once

Or perhaps you'd taken to subtler stratagems, Choso muses, gaze tracing your silhouette in a satin negligeè, from the lace hem riding up your thigh, to the dainty decolletagè fluttering along your collarbones, mottled mauve from his attentions earlier

You had indulged him, just a little that evening - some sick, twisted kind of encouragement that he still craved

"You've been doing so good for me, Cho," you panted, praise barely escaping the prick and drag of his incisors along your throat, your fingers fisting ink, nails scraping his scalp

"I promise I've been just as miserable."

Somehow, he doubts that.

It's a terrible night for a full moon.

In these wee hours, you're a sound sleeper; perhaps he can find some relief, just for a few moments

Choso's apology for his inevitable indiscretion isn't verbal, but he applies his mouth all the same, lips languidly tracking along your shoulder as he slips the laughably thin strap off the curve your arm, appreciating the slight shudder tickling against his teeth

He bestows these kisses with a chastity intimately acquainted with irony, his hips, compelled and compensating for modesty, relaxed and rutting his cock against the accommodating swell of your ass

It's good, so good, to be in control of his own pleasure again, just for a while, a little longer. It's divine

Choso drops his head, utters a small prayer, hands seeking out a miracle, muffles his groan when he finds you bare, wet and welcoming

Or perhaps it's no act of Providence, it's another of your coy little ploys, beckoning on the edge of Eden, beyond fig leaf and fabrication. Choso doesn't care. He curls his fingers into the flesh of his forbidden fruit, ripe with desire, stem snapping with a whimper of warmth and damp, the peal of his name thundering mortar against the shell of his ears

"Cho...s'so...good...m-more.."

Your lashes are still stitched in seams, brows knitted in a dream where you've given up this pantomime of discipline

And Choso's never known a crueler satire of desire, desperation and every ache he's ever endured before this night reduced to pastiche, pathetic child's play

Waiting upon your wings, for your eyes to fly open and flay him apart in accusation, disappointment, betrayal even. Yearning for a rending of his soul in the sneer of your pitying chagrin, chastising him, before he tumbles into a ravenous ravine, your merciless maw

He's a monster, pleading.

"Choso..."

A monster named, a beast tamed

Hazy, half-flutter of your lids stirs a similar sensation in his belly, moths drawn to the lampshade glow of your hooded, heated gaze

"Choose...for us...for me..." Your eyes slip shut once more, sparks seemingly receding. Only, they've stoked the embers in his loins

A guttural groan like the crackling of bonfires, as his agency collapses into ash. Touch-starved and cum-drunk, you never had any intention to present Choso another option beyond release.

His illusion of choice, an ambrosia you savoured

Your bodies have already decided, by the plush of your thighs, the spur of his hips, the whittling of regret down to relief, splintering into his moans, settling deep at last, in the lumber of his bones

And in the morning, aroused before you again, Choso's rich timbre reverberates against the saccharine redolence of your smug smile, turning the question on you, "Sleep well, darling? Or were you restless?"

How many days they last: 29

Only agrees to it because he's got an even kinkier scheme up his sleeve, and wants you in a position where you owe him a favour

Unlike Satoru, is on a mutually assured path of horniness-denying destruction. Celibacy for the both of you or bust.

Why should you get to have all the fun while he suffers solo?

"Gender equality, babe" he abruptly drops a light kiss to your temple and you don't know whether to punch him in the jaw or grab his face and plunge your tongue into his mouth; it's the most contact he's given you in weeks

It's as if he's terminated/paused his libido just by flipping a switch

You're envious of how easy it seems for him

Channels all that extra energy by being productive about his grand plans

If he's at all bothered it's very low-key and almost imperceptible, but manifests itself as sarcasm or teasing

"Guess what, cult recruitment is up by 120%! And I have you to thank for it. You really do have the best ideas. Maybe we should keep this going through December?"

You make a declaration about how you're gonna re-download Tindr.

Or hit up Satoru

Suguru just laughs, completely unthreatened. "You know as well as I do he's more of a menace than I could ever be." Unfortunately true

What breaks them

Suguru's resolve is iron-clad, nothing can crack it. His plans do not 'fall apart', they are deconstructed by his own volition

Or perhaps it's a confluence of hubris, curiosity and comeuppance

On the eve of his victory, he has you huddled in his lap, admitting your defeat. You've more or less accepted that you lost the bet, and that there will be repercussions - whatever those mysterious circumstances are (Suguru's only made vague references to them)

Still, it's nice to be touching him again, to be held flush against him

Your lips latch to his pulse, steady as ever, gliding up and down the column of his throat, shadowing every inhale and exhale of the smoke you're sharing.

Your hands, equally idle, snaking beneath his shirt to trace lazy shapes across his chest, in rhythm with his lungs.

It's disrupted for a moment, when a low chuckle reverberates through them. "What's this, a last ditch attempt?"

"I'm not that desperate." You scoff, pettily tweaking his bud and he jerks slightly against you, brow arching.

"Your behaviour begs quite the contrary, this late in the game."

"You're the one who has me astride your thighs. Besides, y'know what they say. Past performance is not indicative of future results."

He winds one arm around your waist, the other lifting the cigarette to your lips. Suguru's gaze is illuminated in a crimson glow as your cheeks hollow around it, nicotine thrumming in your veins as his laconic fingertips caress your lips.

"What," he murmurs, "You're not so crazy about me after this last month?"

You turn your head to the side, blowing out a stream of smoke

"Maybe. Maybe not. I have my own hypothesis regarding why."

"Go on then."

You press your pointer to your smirk, "Verdict's not out for the next...59 minutes and 17 seconds."

Suguru's mouth mirrors the quirk of your own. "These few weeks have been an experiment then. What were you trying to prove to yourself, I wonder?"

You shrug, refusing to give anything away

Suguru coils a lock of your hair around his fingers, tugging you towards him. His mouth molds heatedly to yours and you shiver, tendrils of menthol curling cool between your lungs as your lips part to receive his exhale

"You think it was easy for me, don't you?"

Amidst the heady fumes and the fog of pleasure, your gaze flickers, surprised at this unprompted sentimentality

"It always has been," you grumble, "More so for you than me."

"And yet..." You feel Suguru's sentence trail off into the smirk pressed against your skin, the unsaid emphasised by the pinprick of his teeth. Desperation enunciated in the whimpers rolling from your lungs and your hips; you've learned bargaining with Suguru is more effective the less articulate you are.

"Wasn't this supposed to be an exercise in discipline?" he mocks, rocking upwards, satirizing satisfaction in the torturously slow grind of his pelvis against your still clothed cunt. "You're hardly in the position to grade the assignment objectively."

"Yea, yea. The student has become the teacher or whatever," you mutter, reaching for Suguru, palming him through his slacks, which are rapidly becoming a misnomer, based off his light grunts and the way he bucks into your touch

"Testing me right till the end, ain't cha?" Suguru pants, swiping his knuckles through your folds to find ample opportunity to be your invigilator as well

"You'll pass, with flying colours, I'm sure." Gratitude escapes you in gasps as Suguru curls two long fingers within your walls, already weeping with relief. But all too soon the sinful squelching is replaced by the subtle swish of a zipper. Before you can complain however, your hear familiar sounds of sticky rustling

"Su...what're you...we're almost there..." Your protests shrivel, dry upon your tongue as you witness Suguru coat his shaft with your slick, glistening as the tip teasingly dips past your entrance, catching on your clit. You flinch, wondering if it's on purpose, or if he's just that out of practice

There isn't much doubt about the former when you hear his dark chuckle, husky against your ears. "I'm contemplating...Forfeiting."

"Why...why now?" you groan, even as you spread your legs wider, Suguru immediately taking advantage of the new angle to drag his cockhead a little further between your unfurling pussy lips

"Oh sweetheart, did you really think I wouldn't see through you?" Suguru's tone is wry, relaxed, even as his grip tightens fiercely on your hip. "All this time...it's never been about self control, has it?"

The collision of his lips is sudden as the crush of oxygen from your lungs, filled instead with gasoline fumes and tobacco flavours

Equally abruptly Suguru pulls away, a single thread of spittle swaying between you, iridescent as the twin pools of crude oil glistening in his gaze. "Wanted me to have a taste of my own medicine, didn't you? I really must commend you on this masterclass in manipulation. Though I held my own too," he muses.

That same thumb you've seen so often perched on the plush of Suguru's lips while he's lost in thought, now roves languorous and cruel against your sensitive bundle of nerves, pulling pathetic little moans from you. You squirm, grinding heavier upon the too scant source of pleasure, hoping to lure him out of his reverie. It works.

"I do just have one last question, I suppose," he hums, harshly pinching your nub, unbearable arousal flooding your body electric afresh.

"What," you hiss, coherence fizzling out with every brush of his finger against your drenched hole - but that's just the way he adores you, vulgar, vapid - all pretense of eloquence evaporating

"What the fuck is it Suguru?"

Without warning or even a hint of a telltale smirk, he spears fully into you, guttural groan eclipsed by the scream wrenched from your throat. Fuckfuckfuck - it's too long, it's been too long.

"One of us has the answer darling," Suguru rasps as you mewl for more of his merciless thrusts, a sloppy cacophony percussive in your pussy

"Who's really controlled by this cunt. You, or me?"

You don't know if Suguru intended the question to be rhetorical that night, the answer lost in a miasma of sweat and cum. Oh well, it seems you'd have to conduct more research together...

How many days they last: All of it

Oh my god

Finally, the man I started this all for

I don't even know what to say, now that I'm here

Look we all knew Nanami would come out on top

You're the one who's gonna severely regret (suggesting) this

Obviously he thinks it's a ridiculous idea - he's denied himself of his desires for you, for months after you first met. Why would he make himself go through that ordeal again?

But he does you the courtesy of researching it himself at least

And comes across a few particularly intriguing anecdotes, about the alleged influence it has on a man's load and increasing chances of pregnancy

The two of you have been through several rounds of discussion on that topic, ultimately always leaving it open-ended

In all honesty, it made Nanami a little uneasy, how laissez-faire your approach was to becoming a mom, despite all his persuading

I don't know how you could get more gorgeous than you are now, and I know it's a lot to ask...if you'll make me the happiest man on earth twice in a row

If it happens, it'll happen, you shrugged, wolfing down a bowl of frosted flakes. You grin at him above your milk moustache. Statistically speaking, given how often the attempts are made...

You wanted to leave it to chance. Nanami doesn't believe in luck.

You married a rather deliberate man, remember?

So even if the odds are slim and it's totally unsupported by any scientific evidence, your sweet strategic husband Nanami is gonna give you a little push to convince you...

Besides, he can't help but recall how beautiful you look on your knees, pride and clothes cast aside

What breaks themyou

It's not like you notice absolutely zero changes in his behaviour

You know his hobby's baking but now it's an all-consuming passion

Nanami becomes rigorously, almost religiously you might say, committed to figuring out the perfect brioche recipe

The truth is, it gives him an excuse to escape slip out of bed early in the mornings before the swell of your ass give him any ideas he can't get rid of so easily

He has to redirect all his attentions to other kinds of buns, right?

But the way they rise in the oven makes his mind drift to more... pleasurable endeavours; skills you've recognised him for repeatedly

Oh, and when you sneak up on him by the kitchen doorway, lured out of slumber by the scent of freshly baked bread, draped only in his rumpled button up, sliding off one shoulder...it's a good thing he set a shrill timer, reminding him not to let his hours of labour char to a crisp

Though fires still burn low in his belly...

He feels them, these tongues of flame lapping at the base of him, as you perch yourself on the counter so prettily for him, swinging your bare legs, the hem of his shirt riding up the plush of your thighs as you munch into scrumptious French toast, blissfully unaware of the effect you're having on your husband

"You're gonna make me so fat, Kento," you sigh happily, sucking fluffy crumbs off your thumb

And yea, Nanami agrees, he'd like to see you stuffed, swollen, bequeathed with stretch marks even...

But your tiger has to earn his stripes

so he doesn't say any of this, naturally

just carefully watches the way a dribble of maple syrup trickles from the edge of your mouth, weighs the risk of chasing it with his tongue, to smear it all over your clavicle, down to the hollow of your throat where he knows those ruinous gasps reside. He's evicted them often enough

So yes, it would be too great a risk

Instead he mumbles something about moisture ratios and you absently nod along, licking none-too-discrete designs off your lips, disappointed that Nanami's resisted yet another day of your deliberate displays of innocence

You're caught between admiration and frustration towards your husband's discipline, especially given how he had scoffed so dismissively when you initially brought it up

But by the third week, Nanami at least succumbs to the pursuit of nectars sweeter than maple syrup Ok, idk how this got away from me and became a whole-ass fic but there's more explicit smut under the cut

He'd been getting testier, touchier, even out in public.

Curt where he'd usually be courteous with waitstaff, valets, sommeliers who beamed a little too broadly when you gushed gratefully about their recommendations, whose fingers lingered against yours a little too long, wrapped around wine glass stems (or so he imagines).

Nanami's grip around your waist is extra tight when you exit the restaurant, remains that way the rest of the night - until it doesn't. That's when he flings you onto the sofa, all of two and a half steps past the threshold of your apartment entrance, shredding apart a dress whose lofty price tag he's well aware of, he paid for it after all. Or rather, you're paying for it now (maybe you both are).

You've always been irresistible to him, and yet he's put himself into this predicament; the high slit snug and accentuating your hips, inspiring uncorralled allusions to roam wild in his mind all evening.

And well, you certainly won't pretend Nanami's face hasn't always been an inviting saddle.

But who has the reins, really, in this situation? With him growling at you to grind down harder, C'mon he can take it, needs it. Or had you already forgotten? Then he should remind you...

That he will be the only one, ever, responsible for the scarlet flooding your cheeks, the only one to witness your bright-eyed stupor, far from any protected regions in France. The only one to savour the dilation of your lust-blown pupils, to taste the thrumming in your veins as you remember: you've refined Nanami's palette rather well yourself.

"Allow me this," Nanami growls again when you beg him to stop, having spilled enough to fill jealously guarded, aged oak casks - the wine snobs could have them for all you cared. If it's his indulgence, why does it still feel like the tables have turned on you?

"There's nothing in the rules preventing me from making you cum repeatedly, is there?" Nanami clarifies with a smirk that gives away the rhetorical intent of his inquiry. You shake your head, dazed, drunk, barely aware of the torture you've agreed to.

"Excellent." Nanami's grin dips out of view as he lowers his head once more, but the very eclipsing of it behind your thighs is sufficient insinuation of sin you'll pay dearly for. Gladly for.

But then, it seems the universe has other plans when Nanami's phone rings; deprived (or made depraved) by the bell.

"Fuck."

You're not sure whether it's you or Nanami who utters the expletive, but you both know there's only one person obnoxious enough to call at this hour

"Gojo-san, nothing short of Sukuna's resurrection is going to get-"

"Nanaminnn~! I'm so Luckyyy to have caught yooou! Can't believe ya picked up on the first time, I usually have to try at least seven times - did you know I was having a dough-related emergency? You really are one with all things yeasty."

"A dough-related? - no," Nanami cuts himself off, determined not to be dragged in by the absurdity of Gojo's request. He'd learned the hard way not to let bafflement triumph.

"I see this is you being superficial and tedious as usual. If it's not urgent or a professional matter-"

"What are you doing up so late anyway? Can't be the missus, hm? A little birdy told me she's got you trapped with that November challenge."

The two of you freeze in absolute shock. You both know, you would never in a thousand years betray your husband that way, so how the hell did that menace guess?

"Ah? That was just a silly hunch of mine but since the silence is lasting longer than two seconds, I hit the nail on the head huh? Thing is, you've been so tense at work, Nanamin. You've barely complained about Overtime. Guess it's cause you can't get off even when you do get off, hm? No stress relief waiting for you at home?"

"My home life is none of your concern." Nanami says tersely - perhaps slightly too tersely.

"Eh? But it is my concern, as your colleague and friend! Affects your performance, don't cha know?"

You absolutely loathe the emphasis Gojo's loaded that term with, but you don't even have time to be furious at it before you're flabbergasted by his following outlandish remarks

"I sympathise with you, I really do. My own partner set me the same challenge. Didn't last the week."

Gojo's confession is of course, absent of any shade of shame.

Nanami clears his throat of the second-hand awkwardness that he's always forced to take on in any conversation with Gojo. Firsthand, really, given the irritant's imperviousness.

"That is unsolicited information which manages to surprise no one."

Gojo chuckles, and you pity the maniac who's somehow putting up with him. "Mh, she was, for one."

"What, at his utter lack of self-control?" you hiss under your breath, but apparently, not low enough.

You can practically hear Gojo's ears prick up through the line.

"Ah, that the lil' wifey? Put her on, it's been ages!"

Nanami's about to snap something impatiently but you gesture for the phone. He passes it over wordlessly, with an arched brow; trusting, but curious.

"Gojo-san."

"Mrs Nanaminnn, why hello! You're up late as well?"

"Yes, just fulfilling my wifely duties, you know..." You cradle the mobile device between your shoulder and chin, freeing both hands to gently stroke along Nanami's cheeks, silently asking him to resume his original ministrations, before you'd both been so rudely interrupted. He obliges, gratefully trailing a smattering of kisses across the lap which could block out all the world's nuisances.

Its peak example responds, "Hm? I didn't know Nanami married such a frank woman."

"Well, it's natural isn't it? For me to fulfill my husband's needs."

"Oh?"

Gojo's caught off-guard for once, as demonstrated by the single-syllable simplicity of his reply.

"Every couple has a different dynamic of course, and I respect whatever you have going on with your partner, Gojo-san. In fact, my admiration for their tolerance of immaturity is particularly high."

You hear a protest start to warble in Gojo's throat, but you've learned a thing or two from him, and barrel on.

"However, I could never subject Kento to such flagrant, unnecessary stress. I know how much of it he's been under."

"I can't stand to see him so on edge, so desperate. I want to comfort him any way I can, and the best method I've found is by opening up my..."

You pause, savouring the shocked silence coming from the other end, for once.

But then, Nanami gives a harsh nip to your inner thigh and your breath hitches. It's a warning, a prompt. Hurry up.

"My-my ears," you continue at last, raking your hands though the straw-blonde furrows of your husband's hair, fringe already sweat-slicked back, as his heated palms drag you forward on his tongue, harvesting another of your barely contained whimpers.

"Sorry, did you say ears? You sounded a little breathy there, missus." Your knuckles whiten against Nanami's locks, aggravated that you've allowed smugness to seep back into Gojo's tone.

"I'm breathing very well, thank you - and I'm not sure what you heard but I did say ears," you retort with a short, sharp inhale through your nose.

"You see, my husband's the sweetest, most respectful, most wonderfully patient man on earth," You bite your lip to hold back your moans as Nanami attempts to disapprove every single description you've given him with harsh sucks to your clit, alternating with vicious swipes of his cunning tongue.

"B-but even he- he has his l-limits," you say shakily, wrapping your quivering thighs around Nanami's strong neck, feeling the pulse of his thick tendons against your calves.

"And the chief grievance he came to me with was unfortunately, work-related. A pesky, inconsiderate colleague who has no regard for boundaries or other people's private time. So, for my dear husband's sake, I'll only say this once, Gojo-san. Are you listening?"

"Um..."

"Kindly, Fuck off."

And with that you hang up, switching off the phone and tossing it to the corner of the room

You hear Nanami's laugh reverberate against the apex of your thighs, even as your gaze catches his, glowing with affection and wonder.

He only parts briefly from your clit to murmur, "Fuck, I love you."

You grin down at him, "Then prove it, mister. Husbandly duties are a thing too, you know."

And of course he fulfills them, thoroughly, tirelessly. Repeatedly.

But it's still not enough.

"K-kento, n-need more," you beg, falling apart as his fingers squelch in symphony with your squeals.

"Your c-cock. Cock. Wan' w-want it sso bad. Please!" you sob.

"Cum, c-cum too. Gimme all'it. E-every drop. Want your babies."

Nanami stills, eyes narrowing as you shudder and babble incoherently beneath him. Glorious as the sight is, he peels his attention away to glance at the clock and calendar on the wall.

"You have...ulterior motives," he observes, thumb cruelly resuming its languid circular assault on your too sensitive nub.

"Nngh! nno-No!" you cry out, grabbing his wrist. "As many - as many as you want, that I-I can give you. Wanna make you proud Daddy."

Nanami groans for the first time that night, you both know how that word triggers him, it's your trump card - alas, played too early.

"In the morning," he murmurs, promise tender against your temple as he pistons mercilessly, four fingers deep inside you. Stretched thin, not ready to snap.

"If you still feel the same, in the morning...It'll change everything, there's no rush, my love."

You wail as your final climax wrecks you, a contrast of fullness and emptiness wringing your body and rending your heart apart as you you lock eyes with Nanami, adoration brimming over in amber, as if it could quench his brimstone hunger too...

You cannot demand the dawn to arrive sooner, you already know you don't need the clarity of day.

But, it turns out you don't have to wait that long.

The rustle of sheets and rhythm of his sighs are still spilling into ink, shadows still kissing your eyes when they flutter open. Nanami feels your smirk pressed to his mouth, your thighs parting readily to welcome him back. You switch on the bedside lamp.

"What happened to 'in the morning', hm?"

"It is...one minute after midnight."

"Well then, happy November 1st, Kento." You giggle, fingers trembling all too eagerly as you reach for him.

"What's this?" you frown, grasping the material taut around his length.

Nanami's hips twitch, despite the reluctance tinged sheepish shuddering through his lungs. "I meant that part."

His kiss is slow and deep. "There's no rush."

You stare at Nanami, face cradled in his gentle palms. Expectant, mildly hesitant, waiting. As always.

All it took was a moment. Perhaps poorly calculated, barely preconceived.

It flit past your mind, somersaulting past all the fences and gates of "what ifs" and "how's", buoyant as a bird on the breeze, a gale summoned by his gaze, one pure instant of desire that conspires to slip from your mouth as you whisper, "I was serious too. Let's try."

To behold his expression is like watching rapid weather changes, rays breaking golden in those amber irises for a few seconds, all marvel and wonder at the sun-soaked, burnt umber horizon writhing beneath him, before something clouds over, thunderstorm scudding in his eyes, beckoning the lightning you feel arcing down your spine. Heated breaths condense against each other, tongues like tendrils of clouds chasing each other, perspiration pelts down from his forehead to yours, flesh dewy from yielding to him, lips parting for rainfall, as for once, you both pray for your bodies to yield something more joyous and anguished, something more cacophonous and quiet, than mere, wanton satisfaction.

You will never deny Nanami of anything, ever again.

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