if i can do em i will :d

Commission for Jorge Torres.

This is his FFXIV character, Em'ineh Hanazono.
I seldom could get a chance to draw the back of the character. Although the upside down pose was hard to draw, I had a lot of fun during designing the scene.
And I also like the place as the background, it is very fantastic. :D


Since there are too many people in the high priority line at this moment, the waiting time get longer and longer, and need to wait about several months just like the general line.

Because I can only do commissions one by one, I usually can do 10 images a month including the commercial artworks.
If you are still interested in my commissions, please make sure you can wait before you fill the commission booking form.

Thank you for understanding.


Commissions OPEN

If you are interested, please check the info below.

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**the waiting list is super long now, please make sure you can wait before you commission me.**

D&D 5e: Shields?!?

image credit: Austin Hsu

Shields exist in D&D 5e. That’s about it. You can bash with em and get +2 AC with em, but that’s all that they do. That’s all the customization that they have. But what about the differences in wood and metal shields? What if I carry a buckler? What about my shield breaking? What if I am a simple weapons guy? Shields were hands-down the best options for soldiers in the middle ages fighting with one-handed weapons so they really should have more mechanics dealing with them. Here are some homebrew rules for shields to let more people use them and make using them more fun!

Some notes I couldn’t fit in any section: Shields went out of style as armor improved. People started using two-handed weapons around the same time full plate armor became widely used. The kite shield was used in a time when leg armor was weak or not worn because it was too heavy and unwieldy. The kite shield’s shape could protect their legs without exposing themselves to attack. Also those shields with holes for lances were largely ceremonial or for jousting tournaments only, not adventuring. Bucklers were the most common for someone who needed to be ready for combat at a moment’s notice, as carrying a shield was really tiring unless you were going specifically to battle. But hey, this is a fantasy RPG so we can do whatever looks badass.


  • Wooden Shield: +1 AC.
  • Metal Shield: +2 AC. Only creatures proficient with Medium or Heavy Armor can comfortably use a metal shield. Druids are typically forbidden from using a metal shield.
  • Wooden Buckler: No AC bonus. Creatures proficient with Light Armor can wear bucklers. Does not provide an AC bonus against ranged attacks. You can use your reaction to deflect an incoming melee weapon attack that beats your armor class, reducing the damage by 1d4. The buckler has a 50% chance to break when used in such a way.

A metal buckler

  • Metal Buckler: +1 AC. Creatures proficient with Light Armor can wear bucklers. Does not provide an AC bonus against ranged attacks. Druids are typically forbidden from using a metal buckler.
  • Wooden Tower Shield: +1 AC. You must be proficient in Heavy Armor and have a STR score of at least 13 to comfortably wield a tower shield. You can plant the shield on the ground to gain partial cover (+2 AC). When using the shield in this way, you only move at half your regular movement speed. The bonus provided by the shield does not grant cover against spell attacks. You have a -1 penalty to attacks while using your tower shield for cover.
  • Metal Tower Shield: +2 AC. You must be proficient in Heavy Armor and have a STR score of at least 15 to comfortably wield a tower shield. You can plant the shield on the ground to gain partial cover (+2 AC). When using the shield in this way, you only move at half your regular movement speed. The bonus provided by the shield does not grant cover against spell attacks. You have a -1 penalty to attacks while using your tower shield for cover. Druids are typically forbidden from using a metal tower shield.

Special Shields

  • Sticky Shield: When a creature misses you with a melee weapon attack, this sticky shield coated in alchemical slime can catch the weapon. The attacker must succeed on a DC 11 Strength saving throw, or the weapon becomes stuck to your shield. If the weapon’s wielder can’t or won’t let go of the weapon, the wielder is grappled while the weapon is stuck. While stuck, the weapon can’t be used. A creature can pull the weapon free by taking an action to make a DC 11 Strength check and succeeding
  • Spiked Shield: When you succeed at a Shove attempt when wielding a spiked shield, you deal 1d6 piercing damage to the target. Improvised weapon attacks made using the spiked shield deal 1d6 damage instead of 1d4.

A dhal shield (Indian spiked shield)

  • Mirrored Shield: Any metal shield treated with alchemical silver. When a ranged spell attack is rolled against the shield’s wielder and the attack misses, the wielder may use their reaction to reflect the spell back at its caster. To do so, the wielder makes an attack roll against the caster using their DEX modifier at disadvantage. If the new attack beats the caster’s AC, the spell affects the caster instead. 
  • Pavise Shield: A tower shield meant for archers to use as cover. It has either a spike on the bottom to be driven into dirt, or a hinged rod to prop it up. Creatures can prop up the pavise shield as an item interaction, or stow it as a bonus action. Once set up, it provides partial cover (+2 AC) for those standing behind it, and it does not move unless hit with a melee attack. You do not need proficiency in Heavy Armor to set up a pavise shield and use it for cover, but using it as a regular tower shield does have this requirement.
  • Tanglevine Buckler: A wooden buckler intricately grown out of vines by wood elves that can be used to deflect ranged attacks as well as melee attacks in the way described above.
  • Stonemountain Shield: A dwarven stone tower shield that requires a STR score of 18 or higher to wield. It can be used to provide ¾ cover (+5 AC) when planted on the ground. In addition, it is resistant to being sundered (see below). It has one additional point of durability.
  • Iron Shield: A metal shield resistant to sundering (see below). It has one additional point of durability.

Shield Interactions

Sundering: You can sunder an enemy’s shield with repeated bashing. You can attempt to hit a creature’s AC minus the bonus provided by their shield to target their shield directly. Each time you hit their shield, roll for damage. For every 7 damage dealt to it, it loses one point of durability. When the last point of its durability is lost, the shield breaks. This also makes it easier for creatures who deal more damage to sunder shields more easily. A magical shield cannot be sundered except by a magical weapon. Use the table below:

  • Wooden Buckler: 1 durability
  • Metal Buckler: 2 durability
  • Wooden Shield: 2 durability
  • Metal Shield: 3 durability
  • Iron Shield: 4 durability
  • Wooden Tower Shield: 3 durability
  • Metal Tower Shield: 4 durability
  • Stonemountain Shield: 5 durability

Group Tactics: Shields for the Romans and Greeks were all about group formations. Greek hoplon shields were held in the left hand and the hoplites would sometimes use their righthand neighbor’s shield to block attacks (leading the right flank to often win battles). Roman scutum shields were sometimes used in a tortoise formation to protect everyone from incoming arrows. Give shield-carrying characters adjacent to one another +1 AC against attacks if they opt to halve their speed and always move together to simulate this.

Example of a Roman scutum shield and javelin 

Javelins: So another point on Roman scuta: the legionaries would usually throw a few javelins as they made their initial charge. The purpose was not necessarily to kill the enemies (although I am sure that would be perfectly welcome). The intent was to get the cheap-to-make pointed sticks to impale themselves in the enemies’ scuta. Have you ever tried to hold up a 6-foot javelin sticking straight out from your forearm? Me neither but I would imagine it’s unwieldy. You have to either spend time snapping it or ripping it out or just ditch the shield altogether. Javelins in D&D, however, always have felt stupid. It’s just a basic ranged attack for orcs and goblins. Instead, have creatures just carry a few javelins and let them try to disable the PC’s shields! And let them do the same! To do so, make a sundering attempt (see above). If you remove at least 1 point of durability, the javelin sticks and the unlucky creature either has to drop the shield, spend an action making a STR check to break the javelin, or else live with a -10 move speed reduction and no shield bonus.

pretty dirty pick up lines.

’ you look a lot like my next girlfriend/boyfriend. ’
’ are you a drill sergeant? because you have my privates standing at attention. ’
’ do you mix concrete for a living? because you’re making me hard. ’
’ if you’re feeling down, i can feel you up. ’
’ i’m no weather man, but you can expect more than a few inches tonight. ’
’ i may not go down in history, but i’ll go down on you. ’
’ are you from the ghetto? cause i’m about to ghetto hold of dat ass. ’
’ you know what i like in a girl? my dick. ’
’ are you a doctor? cause you just cured my erectile dysfunction. ’
’ i lost my virginity. can i have yours? ’
’ hey, you wanna do a 68? you go down on me, and i’ll owe you one. ’
’ you can call me cake, cause i’ll go straight to your ass. ’
’ roses are red, violets are fine. if i be the 6, will you be the 9? ’
’ i’m like a firefighter, i find ‘em hot and leave ‘em wet! ’
’ i’m hung like a tic tac. wanna freshen your breath? ’
’ you smell like trash. may i take you out? ’
’ i wanna floss with your pubic hair. ’
’ let’s have a party and invite your pants to come on down. ’
’ you’re so hot, even my pants are falling for you! ’
’ are you spaghetti cause i want you to meat my balls. ’
’ we should play strip poker. you can strip, and I’ll poke you. ’
’ do you like adele? cause i can tell you wanna be rolling in the d. ’
’ do you have a shovel? cause i’m diggin’ that ass! ’
’ damn, are you my new boss, because you just gave me a raise. ’
’ remember my name, because you’ll be screaming it later! ’
’ are you an elevator? cause i wanna go down on you. ’
’ are you a shark? cause i’ve got some swimmers for you to swallow. ’
’ do you work for papa johns? cause you’re a fine pizza ass. ’
’ are you from china? cause i’m china get in your pants. ’
’ why don’t you surprise your roommate and not come home tonight? ’
’ baby there’s a party in my pants and you are invited! ’
’ i’m looking for treasure, can i look around your chest? ’
’ if i flip a coin, what are my chances of getting head? ’
’ would you like a hotdog to go with those buns? ’
’ this may seem corny, but you make me really horny. ’
’ how about you make me the climax of your story? ’
’ that’s a nice set of legs, what time do they open? ’
’ my name is skittles… wanna taste my rainbow? ’
’ you remind me of a crop, because i wanna plow you. ’
How to tell if I'm small/regressed!

I talk very quiet
I don’t talk at all!
I mumble lots
Making weird nosies
Saying the wrong word for something (Apple water instead of apple juice)

Wants cuddles
Wants hugs
Touching everything!
Has 3+ blankets on me
Wearing socks (I usually hate ‘em)
Can’t sit still

Wants to do everything
Wants to do nothing
Very hungry

answering asks!

just picked 20 this time. ill open asks again next week

some of the questions i got were answered in the faq too! pls read that before sending questions, even if you think your question wont be there.. it probably is JKFLD;JFS

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anonymous asked:

But Bendy, where do you get your souls from, who were they? I'd hate to think you were eating the soul of someone who was a devoted fan.

“Psh… Fellas… A’course the souls I eat are the souls of devoted fans. Who else do you think is gonna gimme their soul? I mean, use yer heads. Think I can just walk up to any ol’ stranger on the street and ask ‘em for their soul? Ya know that demons can only take the souls of people who choose to give ‘em up, right? Eh… Don’t go spreadin’ that wisdom around though, it makes it harder to trick people into it when they know too much. Consider it our little secret.

As for the taste of souls, you better believe they all have a ‘distinct taste’! Everyone lives a different life, you know what I’m sayin’? The kinda sins they done - an’ how bad those sins were… the charity they offered to other people, the amount of magic they’ve come into contact with in their lifetime, who the important people in their lives are, hell, even the places they been add something a little different. A soul is as complex as the person who it belongs to. They wouldn’t be such a hot commodity if they were a dime a dozen.” -BTDD

(Okay, real talk, does Bendy actually eat souls? No. He’s definitely messing with you guys. However, there has to be a reason he knows all of this, right? ;)  - HG)

chantelle-m-93  asked:

Finally picked up the courage to write you :D I know you must hear this a lot, but can I please just express how much I ADORE your humanized KOBB?! They both look absolutely stunning, and the way you portray them together makes me all kinds of happy and excited! :D Just came home from a ski trip, and it kinda made me wonder how Bee and Knockout would handle going skiing for the first time, do you think one would be better at it than the other?

Hello there!
It always makes my day to hear someone likes my humanformers, especially KOBB they’re such darlings and i love drawing em, so it’s nice to hear someone else likes them too!
And for the skiing, I think KO would be better in winter sports overall. Usually it would be Bee, the sports one but i think he hasn’t really spent any time around snow so i think he wouldn’t be the biggest fan of winter activities.

(Not final designs)

Hey everyone going to Star Wars Celebration! I’m going to be giving these away all weekend at Celebration! (While… my supply lasts at least!)  They are completely free, and you can ask for one of each!   

I will be wearing a Rey Scavenger bag decorated with them, so I’m easy to point out.  Just come up and ask :D 

I will also be doing “art drops” all weekend, (for those too shy) So make sure to follow my twitter/instagram @CTEverette  If you want to look out for those!  Basically I just hide them somewhere, and you can go find em :D  I’ll be doing some charm drops too! 

Here’s tonight’s stream sketches!

The stream was very fun. Big thanks to those who came to hang out and chat during it!

As a special activity, feel free to color these then post them and tag me so I can see em! I’m very interested in seeing my sketches colored by other artists. How do you approach coloring? Show me!

You can get the layered PSD Here:


(I’m also going to color at least the pissy Bado in the middle because I love it hahaha. It was apparently pissy face dwarves night over here)

anonymous asked:

Oooooh Philinda + kissing pls and thank you

(SORRY this is so late im terrible!! or tbh college is terrible so like what can u do

i really hope you like it tho and pls don’t stop sending these to me, i love em, i promise!!)

He wondered if it’d feel the same.

But he wasn’t sure if he had the right to wonder. He’d drank the Haig with someone else. He hadn’t realized it wasn’t really her for far too long. He’d let his feelings get in the way of one of his most important duties: to protect her.

Yes, she was completely badass. He knew she could take on the entire world in a heartbeat.

But she couldn’t always protect herself.

So, he’d taken that as his mission. But he’d failed. He’d failed her. He’d failed her in Bahrain. He hadn’t been able to save her from Aida the first time. Or the second. 

He’d failed and he’d let her down. He had no business wondering if kissing the real May would feel the same as kissing the fake one. Or if kissing the real May would even be an option.

He’d failed her and he had no right to wonder. Or to have dreams about it. Or to look at her lips and think about it. 

So he tried not to. He really, really tried.

And he failed that too.

She hated that she didn’t know what he was thinking. She usually did. She’d learned his tells, she’d learned how he functioned. But there were times when he’d pull away from her and she’d have no idea why. Or, she knew why. He was hiding something from her. But what? And why?

No idea.

She was supposed to know him. She was supposed to know him and everything important there was to know about him so she’d be able to protect him. She hated when he purposefully kept her out of the loop, when he kept her at arms length.

Hated, hated, hated it.

He was pretty sure she was mad at him. He didn’t know why, but it made everything a whole lot easier. He’d always been bad at pretending around her. Somehow, she always knew. So he had to keep her away.

But he missed her. He hadn’t had her for so long, and now she was here and he still couldn’t have her. Because he just had to have been so damn stupid. Because he just had to love her the wrong way.

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

He was sitting at his desk, trying to figure out their next move and trying not to miss her, when Daisy rushed in.

“May… There’s something…”

She was pale and looked terrified, her breath short in her throat. 

“I don’t know what’s happening, she just collapsed and…”

“Where?” His voice was surprisingly steady for someone who’d just gotten a knife through the heart. Or it felt like he had, anyway.

“The medbay, Simmons was checking her when she just collapsed and-”

He was already out the door.

When he arrived, she was laying on an examination table and she wasn’t moving. Neither was his heart.

Simmons looked up as he barged through the door, but then she’d turned all her attention back to May. She put a needle in her arm and her fingers gently and affectionately stroked her skin.

“She’s ok.” she said, smiling, relief clear on her face. “She’s dehydrated and completely exhausted, but she’s fine. Just needs some rest.”

He breathed again.

Simmons continued. “I want to get her to a bed, she needs to sleep now and-”

“I’ll do it.”

Jemma and Daisy looked at him, then at each other. He could’ve sworn they’d shared a little smile.

“That’s fine, Sir.” 

He went to the table and scooped her up in his arms, grabbing the pole with the dripping bag with his free hand. Her body felt warm against his and he took a tighter grip around her shoulder and torso. He told himself it was so she wouldn’t fall, but in reality, he just felt a strong need to hold her.

She woke up with a hand in her own. She hadn’t opened her eyes yet, but she knew it was him. Her heart felt light. He still cared.

“Please be ok, Melinda. Please…” 

He sounded so vulnerable and her heart ached. 

She still hadn’t opened her eyes and she took long, steady breaths, pretending to be asleep.

“You need to take care of yourself. I need you to be ok at all times, you hear me?”

His voice was so affectionate she almost let herself believe that he did more than care.

His thumb kept stroking her hand and her whole body warmed at the touch.

“I’m so sorry. I’ve let you down. I tried to keep you safe, to be objective enough to keep you safe, but that just lead me to letting you down even more because I can’t be objective because I kissed the LMD and I love-” 

His breath hitched in his throat.

She opened her eyes and sat up. 

“What did you just say?”

He stared at her, absolutely dumbfounded, horror written all over his face. “I… I…” he tired. “I didn’t know you were awake…”

She wasn’t even really listening. Her heart was beating loudly in her chest. “You kissed fake me?” She stared at him with fire that was raging in her whole damn body at this point. “You kissed her?!

He put up his hands, trying to calm her with a soft voice. “Yes, yes, I know and I’m really sorry but right now you have to calm down, please wait with giving me the shit I so rightly deserve until you’ve gotten back your strength, ok?”

She gave him another angry look. That piece of… 

She took some breaths, trying to gather herself. Then she looked at him again. “You kissed her.”

His head was hanging, his face looked flushed and he wouldn’t look at her. “Yes.” He cleared his throat and began to talk faster. “I didn’t know she wasn’t you and there was a moment and she leaned in and I just thought that maybe that meant that you felt something … So… I just…” He looked at her again, truly ashamed. “I’m so sorry.”

She furrowed her brows. “You didn’t know she wasn’t me?”

He looked confused. “What? Of course I didn’t know, why would I have kissed her if I didn’t think it was y-” He stopped himself. “You think I’d kiss her knowing it wasn’t you? Why would I do that?” 

“Because” she shrugged, “you wanted to know what it’d feel like but didn’t want to take any of the consequences.” She locked eyes with him. “A kiss would change everything.”

“Yes.” He breathed, a long breath, almost a sigh. “I wanted it to change everything.”

She felt tears welling up. She was exhausted and heartbroken and tired, just so damn tired.

He looked at her, horrified, again. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-”

“Why did you choose to do it when she was me, then? Is it because I’m so closed off and too robotic or-”

He shook his head, violently, and grabbed her hand. “No. You hear me? No.”

He squeezed her hand. “I did it because she dared to, because she could act like there wouldn’t be any consequences. And-” He looked sad again. “I needed that push.”

“Because you wouldn’t want to deal with the consequences?”

“No.” he answered, softly and quietly. “Because I’ve never been sure if you would.”

She looked down, not being able to meet his eyes. “I don’t know.” Her heart was breaking and damn, damn, damn her fake copy for being so careless, for so blindly going after what she wanted, for forcing her, actual her, to have this conversation right now. She felt a tear travel against her cheek and she didn’t even care. “I don’t know if I would.”

He nodded. “I understand, I’m not expecting anything and-”

“I love you.” 

He stared at her. His eyes were big, his jaw hanging to the floor and she would laugh if the situation wasn’t so… not laughable.

“I love you,” she continued, quickly so she wouldn’t chicken out halfway through, “but you died.” She bit her lip, hard, to keep the tears in and took another breath, “you died once and then you almost died again and I can’t…” Her heart and her eyes were turning into liquid now. “I can’t let myself fully love you and then lose you, I just can’t lose you, I can’t…”

“Hey, hey, hey…” He stood up from the chair he’d been sitting in and sat down at the bed beside her. He put one hand on her arm and used the other to delicately wipe away her tears with his fingers. “I’m scared too. I’m terrified. That’s what happens when you love someone.”

His hand stopped on her cheek and she smiled through the tears. “You love me?”

He let the hand on her arm travel up to the nape of her neck. “Of course I do.”

She let herself rest into his touch and closed her eyes. They sat like that, silently, together, for a long time.

She grabbed him and pulled him to her, their foreheads touching. She leaned closer. He absentmindedly licked his lips and she smiled inside. When their lips touched, it was everything and nothing liked she’d imagined all at once. 

He opened up, inviting her in, and she took the bait. She breathed into him and her hands were on his neck, his hands were in her hair, his lips were soft and firm at the same time and she let herself want. She finally let herself want.

When they pulled away, he was slightly panting. “That was just…” He looked at her. “Wow.” She wanted to laugh. “Better than her?” He nodded, raising his eyebrows. “Yeah. Definitely.”

He looked at her, becoming serious. “Scared of the consequences?”

She nodded.

He nodded back. “Yeah, me too.”

Then they kissed again.

Arty: “You were such a naughty kid compared to me… ha!”

Ares: “So I was sort of like you are now?”

Arty: “Hey! I’m not naughty… I’m mysterious yet mischievous, like the night.”

Ares: “And I was as vibrant as the sun! … But suns age, and responsibility comes.”

Arty: “… You’re a fool. No-one said you have to give up fun for responsibility! You can do both– just don’t mix ‘em!!”

Ares: “… Ah, my dear sister… I suppose you are right!”


i saw an artist i follow do a drawing challenge where you draw a scene based on a song in your shuffled playlist, and you can only draw for as long as the song goes. since i’m a perfectionist, there’s no way i could pull that off. 

so instead, i decided i’d make ocs based off of a shuffled song in my playlist. of course, these weren’t drawn during the duration of the song, but instead polished versions of sketches i made during the song. (click for full view!)

all the songs are from various pop’n music games! give ‘em a listen sometime!


Wednesday in SanFran

Out looking for moving boxes and I can’t find a place that sells them.. do they sell boxes in like Walmart or Target? Also, gonna meet up with some friends for lunch and try to convince them to help me move :D I’ll probably have to pay them lmao. Still better than hiring a moving company

echonightshade  asked:

Lav, how did you get your hoodie so floofy?

“Do you mean my flowers? I just kinda….grew’em? I’m able to summon and grow plants wherever i’d like using my magic…except on really hard surfaces like metal. It’s easy to grow plants on cloth because the roots and seeds can weave in between the strands of fabric and sorta mend together.”


Hey there!
While I still don’t have access to my desktop (just yet), I at least have the means to use CAS on my laptop so I figured I’d make a few sims and pop ‘em on the gallery :D
You can do what you will with them, all I ask is that you don’t use them as a base (tweaking/editing is totally okay!) and that you give me credit for making them.
They are like 99% CC free since my laptop can’t really handle much as far as that goes, the only things they all use are these nosemasks and this waterliner. Everything else including clothing, makeup, etc is either from the base game or a stuff/game pack with the exception of my defaults which you can find on my resources page :]

Origin ID: heatherehl
Gallery tags: #freezrbunny #malesim #femalesim

shadowninjahugerxd  asked:

I followed your blog cuz, I to, em sheith trash. But OMG I saw you see Keith and Lance as a friendship and I'm dieing!!! I do too and I thought no one else would. Like I so badly want to see them get along and become the bestest of friends (like brotp material) It makes me so happy, like bless you!! Also that Luro though 👀👉👉 is some good ship👌👌 Keep up the amazing art and I can't wait to see more.

Thank you so much! :3 ❤❤
I know right? Keith and Lance would be like best space buddies ever!! It’d be such a good and healthy friendship if they could overcome their competitive mindset. I think they could both catch and take care of eachother when shit hits the fan real bad.
Seriously, these two are my brotp. ❤

anonymous asked:

I was wondering: why do Nice Guys™/Incels say that normal guys act like jerks? I'm guessing that they confuse normal emotions (like some anger here and there or some frustration) for assholery, or think that anything not ass-kissing is mistreating their girlfriends, but I'd like your ideas.

it’s just projecting man, they’re angry that people other than them can have positive and fulfilling interactions with women and so they project those negative emotions onto the “asshole douchebags” so they can constantly martyr themselves as good guys. this is what Nice Guys tee em do, but incels tend to project it on women as well as Chad tee em, which is why they’re a lot more misogynistic.

notaboyscout replied to your photoset: lexxicona: mirrorada: khealywu: …

So, @copperbadge what are “fuck it” brownies? Do you have a recipe for them?

They’re brownies where you only have half the ingredients you need but you say “fuck it” and make ‘em anyway :D The recipe is here; by nature it’s flexible, and I’m always pushing the boundaries.

I will say that I have discovered you can substitute greek yogurt for eggs or applesauce, but you cannot substitute regular yogurt for greek yogurt, especially not if you’re replacing all the butter with coconut oil. 

dad!alfie snippets | alfie solomons

this ones for @ateliefloresdaprimavera

“There…hang on, they’ve settled. They’ll move again in a minute”

You held his palm against the side of your stomach, squishing your lips to one side as you waited. Your eyes circled around, feeling for the movement.

“Come on, baba. Whenever you’re ready”

“They don’t like me”

“Shut up”

“No, they never move for me! They move for you all the fucking time, the second I walk through the door, they start playing hide and bloody seek. Can you hear me, eh? I’m talking to you,” he wiggled his fingers against the flat of your skin and you cringed at the tickle “playing silly beggars with your dad, I’m not best plea-ah shit”

His hand flung away from your stomach and he held it in front of him, staring down at the spot on your skin where the kick had landed. You raised your eyebrows, laughing at him.

“You alright there?”

“I don’t know if I like that”

“You don’t know if you like it?”


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