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Day 20: Uncharted

the house was quiet, the kind of stillness that only existed in early mornings, when the world hadn't quite woken up yet, but your brain was already humming with the simple rhythm of eggs sizzling in a pan and toast ticking in the toaster.

sunlight spilled through the kitchen window in long, honey colored beams, softening the edges of everything. you stood barefoot at the stove, wearing one of nate’s old t-shirts that hit you mid thigh, sleeves too long, fabric worn thin from years of washes and adventure dust. the only sound was the faint hiss of breakfast cooking… until you heard the floorboards creak behind you. you glanced over your shoulder and smiled. nathan drake, world famous treasure hunter, was standing at the bottom of the stairs looking like he’d been hit by a truck made of sleep. his hair was a mess, shirt rumpled from twisting in the sheets, pajama pants hanging low on his hips. but the thing that caught your eye, the thing that made you pause, was the fact that he was wearing his glasses. you rarely saw them. he usually only pulled them out when he was reading something fine print, or up late sorting through notes. he hated wearing them. said they made him feel old. vulnerable. but this morning? he’d clearly just grabbed them without thinking. they were a little crooked on his nose, still fogged from the heat of upstairs. you turned back to the stove, biting your lip around a grin. “morning, professor.”

he let out a gravelly huff that was somewhere between a scoff and a laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. “that obvious?”

you slid the eggs off the heat and looked back again, your eyes soft now. “you look good.”

he squinted at you through the lenses, already reaching up to pull them off. “nah, i look like my dad.”

you crossed the kitchen before he could take them off, catching his wrist gently mid-movement. “i said— you look good. keep ’em on. it’s kinda hot.”

his eyebrow arched, the beginnings of a smirk curling on his lips. “hot?”

you leaned in close, your hand brushing against his chest as you reached up and straightened the glasses on his nose with a featherlight touch. “mmhmm. the whole retired adventurer turned domestic husband with glasses look? big win.”

he chuckled, hands finding your waist like they always did. “you keep talking like that, and i'll forget about breakfast.”

“you say that like it’s a threat.”

he kissed you, soft and slow, tasting like sleep and warmth and everything safe. when he pulled back, he was still close enough for his glasses to bump lightly against your forehead.

“seriously, though,” he murmured, “you always this perfect in the morning?”

you wrinkled your nose. “i’m literally in my pajamas.”

“exactly.” he pressed another kiss to your cheek, then your jaw. “perfect.”

you rolled your eyes and laughed, dragging him toward the kitchen island with one hand while the other gestured toward the food. “sit down, professor. eat before the eggs get cold.”

he obeyed, dropping into the chair with a groan and rubbing his face, glasses askew. “married life’s rough.”

you set a plate in front of him and ruffled his already wild hair. “yeah. poor you.”

You gasped in delight as the ink black sky lit up with color and sound. You could feel the thunderous sounds rock inside your chest, almost making your teeth clack against eachother. You smiled and looked over at them, seeing their eyes lit up brighter than the sky. A small smile graced their lips, making you feel even more happy than you already were.

You leaned towards them, trying to be heard over the fireworks, “Are you having fun?”

They looked over at you, “With you? Always.”

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Promotion again lol

Bueno, por alguna razón un post que hice no aparece en las etiquetas. / Well, for some reason a post I made isn't showing up in the tags.

Hice un grupo de discord para psasbr. / I made a discord group for psasbr.

Espero que nos llevemos bien! / I hope we get along!

Here!

(Permanent link!)

(Imagen random lol)

¡Personas que posiblemente no me conozcan! / People who may not know me!

¡En este juego con solo unas cuantas personas interesadas va a cumplir años! / This game with only a few interested people is going to be a year old!

Por lo cual, ¡se está planeando un collab artístico! /

Therefore, an artistic collab is being planned!

¡Puedes participar entrando al servidor de D y decir que personaje quieres dibujar! / You can participate by entering the D server and saying what character you want to draw!

(Los personajes con rayas negativas significan que ya estan ocupados, esta imagen cambiara con el tiempo.) / (Characters with negative stripes mean they are already occupied, this image will change over time.)

Bueno, por alguna razón un post que hice no aparece en las etiquetas. / Well, for some reason a post I made isn't showing up in the tags.

Hice un grupo de discord para psasbr. / I made a discord group for psasbr.

Espero que nos llevemos bien! / I hope we get along!

Here!

(Permanent link!)

(Imagen random lol)

Inktober 2024 - Uncharted

Professional examination to see what is hidden in the uncharted mane of Srebrna xD And what is there? Gambling, it seems.

“Everything is legal as long as no one finds out.” ~Stal just before shooting the scientist who saw what was in Srebrna's fur