#Beans what the fu-

[dixienormus420]

I'm gonna go eat your Jay's now

I pissed on the moon you idiot

Eggman

😏

[hualianschild]

since it's the first of april let me talk abt my fav prank of tgcf is when xie lian made his communication array password be 'just recite the ethics sutra a thousand times' just cuz he thought he was being funny and I imagine it went like this

other gods : so, what's your communication array password ?? let's be friends

xie lian : just recite the ethics sutra a thousand times ^_^

other gods : ...

xie lian : the password is just recite the ethics sutra a thousand times

which led to no one talking to him in the first place during his first ascension meanwhile xie lian and feng xin just giggling together cuz of the joke

[gurggggleburgle]

Despite popular belief as someone who owns a skinjiu and loves him dearly they are

A) not cruel and needlessly vicious 24/7. Yes he's an incorrigible brat and will start destroying things if he doesn't get what he wants but like all skinzuns are a little mean somewhere in their systems

B) totally capable of socializing with a skinhe and trying not to kill them. While my skinzun isn't actively letting my babies suckle for milk they do play fight all the time. Yes I know in the wild skinjius will eat skinhe skittens but domestically, that doesn't happen. Those videos you see on MyBingSpace are fake. My skinzun does take bites out of bingsoup and shrimphe, but neither of them care of seem to mind. Most days, they just stay at opposite ends of the house barely interacting.

C) if your skinjiu is being mean and awful to you maybe just give them space and don't baby them. I feel like a lot of people get this idea that with enough love and kindness you can completely rewrite a skinjius personality. Love your awful stinky man as he is.

D) Skinjius do not have more elitist and refined tastes that make feeding them a bitch. I promise you that if he sees you drinking Fiji water he wants it because he sees you have it. If you fill it with tap he won't know the difference.

E) they are also not smarter by default either. I once watched this fucking moron stare at how I rearranged the living room and he was absolutely flabbergasted at how to walk between the pieces for a solid minute even though there was so much room. Like your little snob is also capable of being a dumb fuck and that's fine.

[darnell-la]

Logan smut w/ a partner playing “hard to get”

Like pretending not to be in the mood as if she isn’t soaking wet for him

note: needy Logan Howlett y’all… Can’t get enough of him!

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“C’mere, bub,” Logan spoke into y/n’s neck as he pulled her closer to him. Y/n groaned under her breath, softly elbowing his chest as she kept moving her ass up against his crotch.

“Baby, stop that,” Logan giggled in her neck as he grabbed her waist tightly, making her hips move how he wanted them to. “Got me so hard, I can’t even go to sleep,” Logan whispered.

“Logan, not right now. Tryna sleep,” y/n whined, keeping her eyes closed as his clothes cock rubbed on her ass cheek. Wearing a thing to bed was a routine when she wanted to tease him.

“C’mon, baby, don’t be like that tonight. I’m hurtin,” he admitted, feeling his cock harder with a leaky tip. She’s been moving around in bed for the last ten minutes, and though she does this a lot, he always thinks it’s not on purpose.

“I’m tired, Logan,” Y/n said as she stopped moving her hips. “Okay, okay, baby,” Logan felt let down, but stayed spooning her, hoping the list that built would go away over time.

After lying for maybe thirty minutes, he couldn’t help himself. It’s been too long, and he felt a bit of pain. He needed to at least stick it in.

Logan slowly and quietly pulled Y/n’s thong to the side, lifting his head up to make sure she was still asleep, and she was. So he thought.

The man grabbed his cock and shifted in bed until his tip lined up either heat. The man let out a slow groan, feeling better steady, but he needed more.

Logan pushed through the tight folds, struggled since her legs were closed, but made it through. “Fuck,” the man let out as he began moving his hips.

“Oh my his, Logan!” Y/n faked being upset as one hand gripped her waist and the other stroked the top of her head. “Ssh, baby — Just quick. Already gif me so close,” the man whispered as she pushed at his stomach.

“I said I was tired, Logan,” y/n said, barely using her strength. She always felt good when he slipped into her in the middle of the night. Her cunt would clench him in an instant.

“Baby, you know I can’t resist it. So fuckin’ tight and wet. I can smell you. Every night I fuckin’ smell your sweet juice,” the man spoke in her neck before giving her sloppy kisses.

Logan used the hand on her waist to pull her into his thrusts, causing small claps to come from under the covers.

“C’mon, just give me one, baby. One little orgasm and I’ll be done,” the man said, knowing his girl doesn’t like to wet the sheets. He’ll rub a dry one out of her.

“Spread 'em, baby,” Logan’s hand traveled down to her heat, trying to squeeze through her thighs. “I’m tired,” y/n tried saying without a whine, but failed. He felt amazing.

“Baby, open your legs,” Logan said in a more demanding tone. He loves his girl, but what he says goes, and right now, she isn’t listening.

“Mm mhm,” y/n shook her head, wanting him to take her organs from her. “Fuckin’ hell,” the man cussed as he parted her leg by himself and began rubbing at her bud harshly.

“Don’t know if it’s because you’re half in your sleep, but you fuckin’ listen when I tell you something, bub,” Logan said, now tugging on her hair he was just stroking.

“If I wanna fill this cunt before I sleep, ima fill it, do you understand?” The man asked her, making her nod quickly as her cunt throbbed. She could. It never lasted long once Logan handled her like this.

“Ah huh — Wanna listen now because you feel good? Flickin’ your bean so good, you can barely speak?” Logan asked as he looked over her head, seeing her eyes roll.

“Yeah, I know, baby. So fuckin’ good,” Logan snapped his hips, feeling her legs finally stiffen under his. “Let go, baby. Flutter around my cock. Need a feel you squeeze the cum outta me,”

Y/n’s let out a broken whine, finally cumming with a shake. “That’s it, that’s it,” Logan repeated, fucking her harder to chance after his own climax.

“Keep it up! Keep fuckin’ squeezing me!” The man demanded as his cock twitched. “Fuck, yes, baby,” the man cussed into her neck as he spilled in her.

Logan’s hands traveled to her stomach, gripping it tightly to pull her into him. He wanted to make sure he came deep. Every time they fucked, he wanted it deep.

After a good minute of Logan growling and telling Y/n how good she was for him, he pulled out and pulled her panties back in place.

Y/n slowly turned around, sore and filled. She placed her hand on the man’s chest and gave him a long passionate kiss.

“You’re so needy, Logan,” y/n giggled, making him let out an embarrassed chuckle. “Yeah, I just- I just need you a lot. You’re so good to me, y/n,” Logan said as his hand rested on her cheek, rubbing her skin.

“You’re better to me,” she smiled, making him shake his head slightly before going into how much better she is to him, and how he needs her to love his own life. All while rubbing her body, taking in every inch of her that is his. He was a lucky man.

[hellfire--cult]

It was your first ever thanksgiving with Eddie, and you sadly had to work the day before and part time on the same day of the festivity. You were completely destroyed you couldn't cook anything at all for Eddie and Wayne, but--

Eddie outdid himself.

He made the turkey the day before, the smell of it filling up your nostrils when you entered your small apartment. The pumpkin pie was ready to be put in the oven the next day where you worked in the morning.

When you came back from work in the afternoon, there were mashed potatoes with gravy on the table as well, a green bean casserole, and the turkey, and Wayne brought in homemade bread and a pumpkin pie for the fridge.

You could almost cry from how amazing Eddie was to you, knowing you would be stressed from work, and going out of his way to get recipes and follow the steps like a soldier. When you chewed on the turkey, your eyes filled with tears from delight, because it was delicious, and emotion, turning to talk to him,

"We could of ordered stuff, you didn't have to do it all alone." And he was confused at your comment but smiled, kissing your shoulder.

"You don't deserve a pizza for Thanksgiving. You deserve this and if I wasn't running out of time, I would of cooked more things for you." Wayne was only rolling his eyes at the sweet filled interaction and you were just looking at your boyfriend with adoration in your eyes.

"Why?"

"Because I love you and like I said, you deserve the best and I will be the one to bring that for you. Now shut up and eat."

Oh, but another feeling surged through you. This man wanted to take care of you, love on you, dote on you, protect you, pamper you, and just make you the happiest person in the world. You looked down at the stuffed turkey on your plate--

You were impatient now. His laughter and his voice when he talked, his mannerisms of giving a squeeze to your hand or your thigh, and you didn't want to be mean but-- You needed Wayne to go. Your love for Eddie was exploding in other ways, keeping it romantic, but you were in need of showing it to him.

So when Wayne finally left, Eddie sighed and started picking the left overs, but you immediately slammed your hands on the table, making him squeal from the scare.

"Sweetheart, what the actual fu--"

"Take off your pants."

The comment echoed throughout the small living room, with the plate of mashed potatoes in his hands while he stared wildly your way. If he squinted enough, he could see your nostrils flaring and probably steam coming out of them.

"What did you say--"

"You fucking heard me. I need to show you how grateful I am or I will lose my goddamn mind." Your voice was coming through your teeth while Eddie was putting down the plate on the table again and he raised his hands at you as if taming a wild animal.

"Baby, you don't need to do anything, it was a pleasure--"

"I swear to god Eddie, I want to suck your dick until you are dehydrated and I want you to stuff me like you did with that fucking turkey. So... Get. Those. Pants. Off."

Who knew you could get rid of pants in 1.2 seconds? Not Eddie.

[hysteria-things]

SINFUL DESIRES (part two)

read part one here

read part three here

read part four here

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dom!nate x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: of course the two of you still “hate” each other. although, it’s not just the sex. you both know that.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: SMUT, swearing, p in v, spanking, praising, possessiveness, hair pulling, video, pet names (pretty)

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 661

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: ask for part two and you shall receive part two!

i’m a lover for nathan. that is all.

jerset part ib jersey by @worldlxvlys :)

the spring breeze hits you, making your hair flow in the wind. your best friend dragged you to a lacrosse game, where you know who plays. she knows you hate him, but she always says that you need to ‘live the high school experience.’

right now, your best friend’s mouth hangs open with utter shock. the game hasn’t started yet, so this seemed like the right time to spill the beans. “you’re telling me that nate — the person you despise — showed up at your house two weeks ago and fucked the shit out of you?”

“yup.” you exhale. “i couldn’t look at my parents for a week. told them i was watching porn and it accidentally connected to my speaker, but i don’t think they believed me.”

“holy shit.” she laughs.

you stand up from the bleachers, shoving your hands in your pockets. “i’m going to the snack stand before they come out. you want anything?”

she shakes her head. “no thanks.”

you step down the bleachers and head to the snack stand. the line isn’t long, thank goodness.

as you approach, a hand grabs your forearm and pulls you to the side. you startle at the contact.

nate’s grinning in front of you, all geared up and ready to play. “nate, what the hell?!” you scream, looking up and down his body.

your eyes start at where his eyeblack is, then to his jersey with the number 8 on it, and lastly to his cleats.

ah, shit.

“hi.” he waves in your face.

you roll your eyes. this kid.

he starts to fidget with your hoodie strings. this is the most confused you probably ever been in your life. “you coming over tonight?” he asks.

you stare blankly at him waiting for more information, but of course, he doesn’t give any. “for what?”

he shrugs. “to hang out.”

“fu-uck!” you moan as nate rails into you from behind, your ass red from the few times he spanked it. the remains of your last orgasm still make a mess on your thighs.

he has you bent over his desk, his hands bunching up the bottom of his jersey that he put on you.

somerville won the game, and according to him, this was his reward. you are his reward.

his eyes are focused on the DOE right above his jersey number. you’re wearing his name, and he’s making sure you know it.

you’re on your tippy toes, each thrust making you quiver with pleasure. your nails claw at the wood beneath you.

“jesus,” he whispers, grabbing his phone so he can record what you look like with his name on. he’s so fucking fascinated by it.

he grips onto your hair. “you look so beautiful getting fucked in my jersey, don’t you think?”

“mhm,” you grumble, your eyes threatening to cross.

he grips tighter, giving you a little spank. “use your words, pretty.”

“y-yes. i—” you’re cut off by a whimper when his tip hits that familiar spot inside of you. “gonna c-cum, nate.”

you squeeze around him as your pussy squelches, threatening to spew your liquid. he groans. “clenching around me so tight.”

you scream when he starts to go faster, hitting inside you deeper than before. your whole body trembles when you spread your cum around his dick. “there you go… that’s it.”

he shoots into the condom short after you, pulling out and throwing it in the trash can that’s set on the floor next to the desk. he places his phone back down.

he turns you around and leans in, kissing you passionately on the lips. he hums before pulling away. “i hate how much i like you.”

you smirk, but the blush on your cheeks gives you away. “i hate how much i like you, too.”

later that night while you’re in bed, you get a text message. you gasp when you open it.

nate.

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just a reminder

sweet dreams, pretty

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

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[spencerreidsbookfairy]

SET UP.

famous!readers back you guys and its angstier than ever.

Okay so I skipped dinner.

I physically couldn’t handle the expected awkwardness 

I lied and told him my manager needed to to talk me and it was urgent

He's a profiler you dumb bitch

Part of me feels bad, but it’s not like I don’t want to make amends with him and his team; it’s just that ever since I was a little girl, I’ve struggled with confrontation, and it’s followed me into adulthood. I know avoiding the issue won’t make it go away, and I’m fully aware that he probably sees right through my excuse. Still, the thought of facing him and his team, of having to explain myself and potentially deal with their disappointment, feels like too much to handle right now. It’s frustrating to be so paralyzed by something as simple as a conversation, but I’m hoping that with time and a bit of courage, I can find a way to address it.

Adding to my anxiety about confronting them is the lingering sting of how they treated me behind my back. I’d overheard them making fun of my singing and mocking my songs, which felt like a punch to the gut. It wasn’t just the hurtful comments but the sense of betrayal from a group I had hoped would be supportive. The thought of facing them now feels like stepping into a hostile environment, where every word and gesture might be laced with judgment or ridicule. This makes my reluctance to confront the situation even more overwhelming, as the fear of being dismissed or belittled looms large.

On top of everything, I already feel incredibly insecure about being around Spencer’s team. Here I am, a singer trying to make a name for myself, while they’re FBI profilers, experts in their field, and it’s hard not to feel like my career is a joke in comparison. The stark contrast between our worlds—my creative, emotionally driven profession versus their analytical, high-stakes work—makes me question if I even belong in their presence. Every interaction feels like an unspoken judgment of my career choice, amplifying my insecurities and making me doubt whether my passion for music is taken seriously or just seen as a frivolous hobby in their eyes.

I then decide to go out to a party to self soothe God knows i need it, seeing all my friends 

Bella, gigi and ariana all my friends making it their duty to make me feel better about my current situationship

I then see a blonde, gorgeous woman walk into the club 

Its lila archer

No.

No.

Lila always secretly resented me, for what reason i'm not sure, but one thing i do know is that i'm not the problem lilas notorious for being a huge bitch to almost everyone she comes in contact with. Her fame getting to head 24/7 I truly want someone to shoot me if i ever turn out to be like her, so rude so dismissive so-

Wait whys she walking over here? Was i talking out loud???? 

“y/nnnnnnn???’’ she dreadfully drags out. ‘’ what are you doing here, everyone else told me youve been at home moping over a guy” voice FILLED with mockery terribly trying to be hidden with concern 

I finally get the courage to say something.

“ wow words get around fast i guess”

“ im here for you you know, if you ever need advice, like beauty advice, or just friend advice”

Oh. 

I already feel immensely insecure around her. her gorgeous eyes, body face, dating history

Before i can say anything back she chirps up and says

‘’ what is his name anyways? Wont spill the beans, promise.”

“Spencer.”

‘’ wow so I don't get a last name” she says and laughs, " that poisonous laugh will kill me one day.

‘“Reid.’’

I can see the knowing smirk forming on her face and i'm confused on whats humorous about his name

‘’ oh my god, you mean FBI spencer reid, that dirty dog just can’t get enough of the public eye girls can he, he sure does have a mouth on him though.’’

Fuck. my. Life. 

He said i was his  first girlfriend,

Im hyperventilating internally 

‘’ maybe you're thinking of someone else lila, spencer said i'm his first girlfriend”

‘’ Oh you probably are, we still had fun though, he saved my life. Of course I'd reward him for it.”

I swear the music in the club stopped when she said that

‘’ excuse me.’’

I say as i quickly power walk out the nightclub and into my car to go home

You might be asking why i'm freaking out so bad

Spencer told me we were each others first time.

I gave him my virginity thinking it was his first time too.

He lied.

He lied.

He lied.

[kaorunai]

Dan Heng x Reader

Note : hiya! This is my first time writing on tumblr so if there's anything weird looking don't forget to tell me okayyy^_^ ANYWHO that's all hope you like what I read!

ALSO! I didn't know if they meant they wanted the reader to be a Vidyadhara or an actual dragon hybrid so.... Yyeah..

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The first time he heard about you was from March. She mentioned another hybrid like dragon that lives somewhere in the CSH (Central Starskiff Heaven).

At first he didn't really think much about this information, other than the fact that he's never heard of a dragon hybrid before, the closest to thing a dragon hybrid was the Vidyadhara.

But it doesn't really matter now. He was here because both March 7th and the Trailblazer invited (forced) him to try and open a delicious bean cake shop with them. No matter how much he shook his head, he couldn't say no to them anyways.

Dan Heng was a bit flustered with the apron the two made him wear, it was a yellow striped aron that had frills and cat designs on them. He was about to take it off but both Trailblazer and March begged him to not. So now he's here, stuck selling delicious bean cake.

Just as he was sighing in defeat, a voice called out to him, asking for a delicious bean cake. He looked at the direction of the voice and saw pointy ears, fangs, and a small horn, popping out from your head.

Was this the dragon hybrid March was talking about? You looked pretty similar to a Vidyadhara, if anything you looked exactly like one. Before he could observe you for a few more minutes you called him, asking for a delicious bean cake again.

He snapped out of his thoughts and apologized to you, with you shaking your head and letting it slide. When he walked to March and Trailblazer he told them about you, making March sparkle in joy, as she's thought you were just a myth.

Not wanting to make you wait any longer, he quickly grabbed the bean cake and walked up to you immediately, giving you your delicious bean cake. You thanked him multiple times and called him by his name, which startled him a bit.

Confused, he asks how you knew his name. Your response was simple, jing yuan. And with that you waved him a goodbye before walking a few meters away, sharing your bean cake with Fu Xuan.

Looking from afar, a small smile crept onto his face, a soft one.

"Whatcha doing?" March pops out of nowhere, making Dan Heng slightly jump. March looks at Dan Heng's direction, and sees you smiling and talking with Fu Xuan. With a grin, she looks at Dan Heng.

"Hey really quick question. Do you.." Dan Heng knew what she about to say, and lightly hit the top of her head, making her 'whine' in pain. As he walks away, he couldn't help but let small tints appear on his cheeks.

'... Seriously..'

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[inubaki]

Exchange (Comfortable)

part 5

Eve’s vengeance had both spontaneous as it was destructive since Adam’s re-mergence. The need to defend himself had more instinctive then self-preserving when she threw herself upon him before the first man could even rise from the dirt. The calm and tranquil façade had finally creaked as Adam had barely enough time to catch her wrists when she compressed her weight fully upon him. Her pretty eyes bulging, swollen red with tears and burning rage inches from his own. “WHORE!!!” she sobbed. Her petite guise giving way to the ferocity that Eve had so effortlessly initiated for their dealings so many violent times before. The knife he gifted to Cain now hovered barely inches from his chest. His strength barely able to repress Eve’s madness. A woman reverted to a screaming spittle of nearly incoherent ramblings immersed among profanities. As always, she’d known before himself on what had transpired, though this had been the first time he had initiated the contract. Rather than wait for the drugging and the repetitive suspension til his own murder, Adam had willing offered himself to their whims. The taste of cocoa bean still lingering on his tongue.

“PIGGGGG!!! YOU PIG!!! BEHIND MY BACK!!! WITHTHEM!WHYTHEM!!!” “FUCK OFF!” so few times did Adam offered the energy for genuine anger. The woman ripped from his guts snarled like a beast in the shadows of raising noon. “ITWASSUPPOSEDTOBEME!!THATS MMMMYY BABY!!!!” Her madness and fury blessed her with strength enough to finally overpower him. Pressing all her weight into thrusting the end of the blade into the soft flesh of his right shoulder. And Adam let her have it. Taking the full blade to the hilt to order to free his hands, his shoulder for the freedom to grab her by hair. The once beautiful braid of flowers becoming Eve’s own noose and for the first time, Adam didn’t stop til it was finally her turn to croak.

None to gently, Adam switched their positions and shoved her, blue face first, into the hole. Gone was the gentle pity or pretense of ceremony or respect of the EXCHANGE. Adam didn’t pray nor even pretend to regret what Eve had deemed so necessary upon himself. Her own back marred with the same intricate scaring to mirror his own that initiated their branding. Their safety net.

Whatever time Adam bought himself was unknown having never been the initiator. The blurring of his eyes giving him the impression that it wouldn’t matter much longer regardless.

“Luci—“ Adam staggered on his own blood pooling around him. His failing eyes looked around and found neither of the children and his heart failed to be neither disappointed nor relieved as he made the red track back. The normal welcome of food or warmth of a fire was barren and rendered to empty tents and dying embers. Giving final credence to Eve’s conceived attempt.

Now he could only think whether to die here or out of sight from the boys. Would Eve be waiting for him again?

“Luci…” Adam felt so tired. The choice made for him as his body refused to do nothing but sink against the old log they called a seat. Would removing the knife be quicker?

“Luc—-“

“Oh!! That simply won’t do!”

Claws brushed his shoulder and Adam was surprised he had the strength to scream. The agony was red hot and throbbing, but the little bastard only held on tighter. Slender claw tipped fingers message the bloody gash while another hand reached around and gave the blade a playful tug. Adam thought he would chock on his own vomit and blood all the while Lucifer laughed.

“Okay! On the count of—-“

The amount of blood that erupted from his shoulder was enough to drench Adam’s entire left side. Adam couldn’t even hear himself scream nor if his body was even struggling. Through the white noise he only hear him clearly.

“Oh, Adam? Are you wet or are you just happy to see me? Oh boy! Lookie at that?”

“Fu—off….” he slurred through the fog. Lucifer clicked his tongue and pinched Adam’s cheek.

“As impressed as I am by your libido there’s a time and place for everything, my good man! And this….”

A slow hand curled ideally around Adam’s stomach. A rhythmic tapping of Lucifer’s claws playing across the skin of his flat stomach.

“-is that you should be worrying about.”

The throbbing from his shoulder suddenly vanished as well as the playful wisp of Lucifer’s façade. Lucifer’s influence was normally reserved for AFTER Adam’s deaths. The blessings using Adam as conduit upon his upon his revival.

This was first injury healed beyond death since the beginning; between Adam and the lion.

Without the rituals and sacrifice Lucifer’s powers were quickly exhausted and by angelic means: limited.

Adam felt the smaller man collapse against his shoulder, now freed of injury and grime. “Lucifer…” Adam turned his head and blistering heat met his lips. He reciprocated, if nothing if not for the shoulder. It hurt yet still Adam opened his mouth to the forked tongue. Welcoming the taste of fire and sulfur while the devil migrated to Adam’s lap.

——

“Lilith will be dealing with Eve. Don’t you worry!” Lucifer sat far too comfortably to the blind eye of the children. He watched Adam’s serve book breakfast and fuss over the boys with a serene sort of contentment, dispute Adam’s obvious attempts in ignoring him. Neither Cain nor Abel questioned Eve’s absence after the first initial look around the camp. All too excited to cling onto Adam while never questioning the extent of the new bites or scaring newly littering his body. Adam tried not to let it bother him just how much the kids resembled Lucifer then. All three baring into him with an expectation that un-nerved him. “I’m certain all will be right as rain when he arrives! Just a little jealously and lack of communication is all!” Adam shot him a look as he flipped another strip of boat meat with his usual amount of discomfort. Having never required the talent of disassociating from the beasts he once so loved. Lucifer had concurred it bloody and raw for the twins, laughing at Adam’s disgust.

“Better get used to the taste. Chances are, they’ll all take after me! Oh!!!! Maybe you and Eve can be mommy twins!! I mean… if same time pregnancies doesn’t bring people together then I don’t know what doe——“

“Oh for the love of——!!”

“Me?”

“GOD!!”

“Boo!!”

As limited as time was, Lucifer only made himself more comfortable during every visit. What had once been a tip of a toe were becoming full strides. And Adam felt the aches of tomorrow torments as acutely as Eve’s developing ire with Lucifer’s tightening grip.

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Pervs:

Next:

[xenazaria]

When the Preeminent was finally submerged, something... Strange... Happened. All of the remaining ghosts collapsed to the floor at the same time. Every single one of them. Lloyd watched, confused as Morro fell.

He should probably... Do something? Right?

He walked over to the ghost, cautiously.

He instinctively reached out to roll Morro over, but his hand faded through the ghost's body.

Luckily- or unluckily, depending on how you looked at it- the ghost stirred after only a few awkward moments of stillness.

Morro rolled over, blinking and confused. Lloyd's green eyes met Morro's brown for only a second before jerking away, searching for anywhere else to look other than the eyes of his-

Wait.

Morro's eyes were green.

Why are they brown now?

Unless...

"Where... Am I?" The ghost asked slowly.

What.

"You are in Stixx, Morro. You know, the place where you literally released a giant tentacle monster and then tried to curse the entire realm? That place?"

Lloyd looked back at Morro. The ghost looked like you had just told him his grandma died and then killed his puppy.

"You... Do remember doing that, right?"

Morro shook his head no.

"Do you remember possessing me? Breaking into Cloud Kingdom? Stealing the armour?"

"I don't- Cloud Kingdom? What? Why would i-"

"GET THE FU- FRICK AWAY FROM MY BROTHER YOU JERK!"

Lloyd almost didn't have time to react as Nya started throwing water blasts at the ghost. Almost. He jumped in front of her, getting absolutely drenched in water but not letting any past him.

"Nya stop! I'm fine! I don't think he's a threat right now."

Nya paused at his words "The bi- JERK- that jerk fricking kidnapped you, Lloyd! How could you say he's not a threat?!"

"He doesn't even remember who I am, Nya! I don't think he remembers anything from after he died!"

"Okay, um... Thanks for like... Saving me or whatever that was, but can I PLEASE have some more fucking context about... Whatever is going on here? Why is Blondie wearing that? And who are you? I thought Maya was the master of water."

"SEE?! He doesn't even know where we are. And if you look, his eyes are BROWN now."

Nya let the ball of water that she was preparing fall to the floor. "What?"

"My eyes have always been brown, Blondie. Unless they haven't? This doesn't look like those caves. Or the cursed realm. Where did you say we are again?"

"Stixx. You escaped the cursed realm, kidnapped Lloyd, and freed the preeminent. Do you seriously not remember that?"

"Freed the who? That giant octopus wanna-be? Gross, why would I do that? That thing's ugly as fuck. Also you never answered my question about Maya."

The two ninja just stared at Morro in shock, before looking at each other.

"Okay, so... Chances of... That... Being some sort of mind control?" Nya asked.

"Pretty high. My scan, along with interviews from the other remaining spirits, suggest that none of them remember anything after arriving in the cursed realm the first time." Came a voice from behind, speaking as hesitantly as a nindroid could.

"Okay... So... What now?"

"I say we gather the remaining ghosts and... I don't know, put them in a deep stone cell until we figure out what to do next. Zane, do you think you could get the others started on that? But have W- have Sensei come to us. I think he will want to talk to a certain... Someone."

"I am right here, green bean. How long was I fucking gone? Is that actually the green gi, or is it just some copy? I died, so clearly it wasn't supposed to be me... Was I gone long enough for Wu to find the real green ninja? How long did it take for him to replace me?"

Before Lloyd could answer, Morro froze.

"Morro?" Asked the old man, standing at the entrance of the alley.

"Umm... Hi... Dad... It's been a while, hasn't it? Or... Not that long if these two were telling the truth... Did I really... Do all that?"

Wu ran to the ghost faster than he had ever seen his uncle run before.

"Morro... Is it- is it really you?"

"Were you expecting someone else?" Morro joked nervously.

"When you- At the tea shop, I had hoped that- That wasn't you right? Please tell me that wasn't really you."

"What tea shop? The last thing I remember is showing up in some ugly ass green ribcage and yelling at some bitch, and the next thing I know I'm here."

"Language," Nya said. "There are children in the room- er- alley."

"Okay, well I don't know how long I was gone, but last I checked I was 14, so does it really fucking matter if I swear around children?"

That seemed to cause everyone in the alley to pause.

"You were 14?"

"You're telling me I got kidnapped by a child who is YOUNGER THAN ME?!"

"But... You left the monastery only 3 months before your 15'th birthday... How long were you out there before..."

"As far as I'm concerned, the last time I saw you was when I walked down those stairs a month and a half ago."

"Morro... That was 40 YEARS ago... You left the monastery 40 years ago."

[daily-hyosatsu]

Want another day of stylized Hangul-esque script? (I'm a sucker for character design that makes kanji look like other languages, like here.) This says 東京純豆富 [とうきょうすんどぅぶ] Tokyo Sundubu, which is a chain of Japanese Korean restaurants.

純 means genuine, purity, or innocence. In finance contexts, it means net (as in profit). It's always read ジュン.

豆 means bean or pea. It can also mean tiny or tiny version of (something); for example, 豆しば [まめしば] miniature Shiba Inu. It's read まめ, トウ, or ズ.

腐 means rot, decay, or go bad/sour. It's read くさ.る, くさ.れる, くさ.らす, くさ.す, or フ. (Yes, it's the fu in fujoshi 腐女子.)

Now, normally, 純豆富 would be read じゅんとうふ, but here, it refers to a Korean dish: sundubu jigae, which is a spicy stew (jigae) made with extremely delicious soft tofu that is freshly curdled (sundubu). If you want to try it, here's an easy recipe I've had success with!

(FWIW, Japan just tends to call it スンドゥブ, but when I order it that way from a Korean server, they usually respond with the whole name, so try to remember that. Also, I saw it just the other day in the US under the name "Soon Tofu" so...... do with that what you will, I guess!)

[lextickle]

fess up!

happygambler ticklefic

lee!husk

ler!charlie

tw: fluff, tickling, swearing

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it was a late night in the hotel, husk was working at the bar like usual, cleaning bottles that were left over from earlier that day.

charlie walked into the room, she seen husk working and decided to make a sudden visit over to him.

charlie quietly stuck up behind the bar and behind husk, then spoke

���hi husk!”

husk practically jumped out of his skin.. erm.. fur? whatever, he quickly turned to see charlie, who had a huge smile on her face.

“what the fuck are ya doing?!” husk said with irritation “you practically gave me a heart attack!”

charlie giggled nervously

“sorry!- I just wanted to see what you were up too!” charlie exclaimed

“isn’t not fuckin’ obviously?” husk said with attitude, clearly not in the mood

charlie notice how upset husk was, and not the normal bitchy upset.. the kind of upset that’s caused by something, or someone.

“are you alright? you don’t seem like yourself..”

husk turned his back to charlie, continuing to clean bottles

“I’m fuckin’ dandy, princess. don’t worry about me.” husk huffed.

charlie didn’t believe that one bit.

“you don’t seem “dandy”, you can tell me whats wrong you know. im here to listen!” charlie reassured

“I don’t need your pity, shouldn’t you be in bed by now? it’s 11pm.” husk grumbled

“I just wanted to check up on you, and im glad I did so! now tell me what’s wrong!” charlie huffed

husk snickered sarcastically

“or what.” he said dryly

“I’ll make you!” charlie said with a stern tone

“oh yeah? and what exactly do you think ur gonna fu- UHUCK!-“

husk cut himself off as charlie gripped his hips, her nails digging into them

“whahat the hehell do you think yohoure dohoing?-“

charlie grinned

“making you talk, now fess up! tell me what the matter!”

charlie moved her hands to husks lower stomach, spidering her fingers along the fur there

“fuhuck OHOHOFF!- PRIHINCESS!-“ husk cried out as his bickering turned to laughter

charlie couldn’t help but giggle herself at husks own laughter.

“are you gonna tell me what’s wrong?” charlie asked innocently as if she were doing nothing to him

“HEHELL NOHOHO!-“ husk yelled

“alright then! I’ll just keep going!” charlie exclaimed happily

charlie moved her hands to husks underarms, using her nails to make small circles

“WAHAAIT!- SHIHIT!-“ husk yelped out, his wings and ears twitching from the sensation

charlie let go of husk, he thought the torment was over until he felt her nails between the feathers on his wings

“yknow.. I’ve always wondered what these felt like! they seemed sooo fluffy, I guess I was correct! they’re so soft!” charlie complimented as she continued running her nails through his feathers

husk immediately couldn’t hold back anymore, laughter spilling out of his lips and he lowered his head, unable to fight back from how hard he was cackling

“CHAHARLIEEHEHEHAHAHA!-“ husk exclaimed, his laughter almost sounded nothing like him.. which was adorable.

“ready to give in?” charlie smirked

“NEHEVER!-“ husk snapped back

“suit yourself! you don’t mind if I move up here right?” charlie questioned, moving her hands to husks ears, beginning to scratch behind them

husk let out a squeal.. yes.. A SQUEAL. FROM THE OH SO BITCHY HUSK HIMSELF. it was fucking adorable

“awhhh!! that was adorable!! do it again!” charlie spoke, sounding like an excited child

“SHUHUT UHUP!- QUIHIT!-“ husk yelled out

“im not hearing the magic words!! sooo there for I’ll keep going, thank you very much!” charlie giggled

charlie moved her fingers down to husks neck, gently scritch scratching there, which made husks laughter even louder, which she didn’t think was possible.

he just accepted fate and laughed, his fist slamming against the bar counter.

“none of that!” charlie said sternly

charlie grabbed husks paw

“i don’t want you damaging the- oh. my. gosh. YOU HAVE BEANS?!” charlie squealed

husk grumbled, still slightly giggling

“thehey aint fuhuckin’ beans. they’re juhust paw pads.” husk muttered

husk felt charlie pressed down on his paw pad, trying ever so hard not to let out a squeal himself.

“they are so cutesy! so squishy! have you always had these?! why have I not known?!” charlie rambled

“maybe cause you’re fuckin’ de- WAHAIT DOHONT DO THAHAT!-“ husk yelled before howling with laughter as he felt charlie lightly grazing his paw pads

“I don’t appreciate your insults you know. It’s very rude!” charlie huffed “apologize at once!” charlie stomped

“FUHUHUCK NOHOHO!-“ husk yelled

charlie huffed, pulling husks paw closer to herself

“fine! I’ll just have to result to drastic messages!”

charlie said sternly

before husk could even get a word in, charlie blew a raspberry onto the center of his paw pad, and he completely lost it. husk shrieked and bursted into a loud fit of laughter

“CHAHAHARLIEHEHE!-“ husk cried out

though charlie didn’t listen, continuing the raspberries against husks paw

husk practically couldn’t take it anymore, it was fucking relentless

“OHOKAY!- PFFAHAH!- MEHERCY!- SHIHIT!-“ husk hollered

charlie immediately came to a stop, rubbing husks paw with her thumb to calm the sensations

husk leaned against the bar counter, panting like a dog from laughing so hard

“are you alright? I didn’t go to rough did I?” charlie said worriedly

“I’m.. hah.. ihim fine.. don’t worry, you didn’t- pff- you didn’t go to rough.” husk reassured, still recovering

“good. now will you tell me what’s the matter?” charlie tilted her head

husk huffed, standing up straight

“it’s just.. alastor being.. well.. alastor.” husk scoffed

“I can always talk to him about!-“

“NO!-“ husk yelled, then cleared his throat “I-I mean, don’t.. you don’t need to interfere.”

“oh, are you sure? if he’s really going rough on you I can try and get him to dumb down a bit!”

charlie smiled

“no..no it’s really.. fine.” husk reassured once again

charlie nodded

“alright then. just tell me if he gets to rough, I can straighten his ass out if I need to.” charlie huffed

husk chuckled “nohoted.”

charlie smiled

“alright, well I’m reaaaally tired, so ima go back to bed, you should go to bed aswell.” charlie said with a slight bossy tone

“I’ll think about it.” husk rolled his eyes

“huuusk.” charlie wiggled her fingers

husk froze then put his hands up in a surrendering gesture

“okay okay I will!! jesus..” husk huffed

charlie smiled

“great! goodnight husk!” charlie waved as she went to walk away

“oh and.. Charlie?” husk called out

“hm?” charlie turned her head to him

“thank you.” husk mumbled

“anytime.” charlie winked

charlie walked back to her room, husk leaving the bar and doing the same.

[tysonfurybattlepass]

Tai Lung and Tigress from Kung Fu Panda even tho i know how you feel about Tigress

what is it with kids media and giving the cats thanos chins. why does he have an underbite and tusks. also not a huge fan of his rosettes, and this time it’s relatively recent cgi so i can complain about that. it was a weird choice to make the interior of the rosettes yellow, and the tail is woeful if you’ve experienced the joy of seeing an actual snep tail. his paws are soooooo cute tho. lil beans. 4/10 needs to be cuter and fluffier and smaller.

10/10!!!!!! 10/10!!!!1’ sobbing crying 10 10 10 i LOOOOVE herrrr

look at her again. shes so perfect. her löng torso. her bulky shoulders and arms. her short lil back legs. her FACE. she’s so pretty <3 her markings are stylized beautifully ESPECIALLY on the forehead and face. her eyes are captivating. all her features flow really nicely in a cohesive way, from nose to eyes to brow to ears. HER LITTLE PAWS. her neck is a tad bit stubby but IDC I LOVE HER ANYWAY. she should have been three times tai lung’s weight and capable of bitch slapping him into the recently deleted folder but bitches hate to see angry women winning ig </3 1000000/10

[miraculouslbcnreactions]

Some people got the impression from the Agreste family's backstory in season 5 that Gabriel lost some of his morals trying to win the approval of Emilie's parents, does that make much sense to you?

Sure. The backstory was incredibly vague, but it certainly made Emilie's parents look less than stellar. The implication that Amilie was happily married off to a monster is... uncomfortable, but I'm also not sure if that's what happened or if Amilie chose Colt on her own because he'd make her parents happy. Either way, it want a love match or a happy marriage.

The fact that Gabriel and Emilie had to go to those same parents for help with fertility treatments could easily lead to a setup where Gabriel had to become more "respectable" for them to be willing to help. However, it's just as easy to assume that Emilie's parents changed nothing about Gabriel and his corruption came from searching for the miraculous or just generally losing his path in life in pursuit of wealth or [insert other option here].

There's a whole world of options because the pointless vague backstory adds almost nothing of value to the show. It doesn't answer any of the questions we've been wanting to have answered and does very little to limit what you can do with the backstory while staying mostly canon loyal. Like did anyone actually care about Felix's childhood? Or Emilie and Amelie's childhood? Wouldn't it be so much more satisfying to finally learn about Adrien's childhood??? I've been waiting for five seasons for them to explain why Adrien was locked up and instead we get this nonsense? I am displeased.

I also wanted to know how Gabriel learned of the two missing miraculous AND how the heck he knew where to find them because it only makes sense if Fu spilled the beans! (The only person who knew that the miraculous were lost was Fu and they were lost far from the temple, so how the frick did Gabriel and Co find them or even know to go looking? The history buff inside me has so many questions about this part of the plot so, if the writers must give us backstory that doesn't actually move the story forward, then my vote is for them to give us the interesting backstory! Please? I am wildly curious how they're going to try and justify this! I know it doesn't actually matter, but at the same time it's such a massive plot hole!)

[sharonisthebettercarter]

Butcher's kid: Da, why don't we ever see grandpa?

Butcher: Well love, your grandpa is a an old fu-.

M.M: Butcher!

ah yes~<3! gawd i love billy bean bein' such a shit he spreads his colorful vocab to his bebies~<3 (HONESTLY ME BITCH I--)

LMFAO--i LOVE it.

i'm particularly stuck on the idea of 'cunt' being his baby's first word--used properly (the british way~<3)--*directed towards that old fucker* BECAUSE.

billy would be so fuckin' proud~<3<3<3 and it would be WELL EARNED. (plus i love me a hardcore mama bear mum who's a little *too real* with the kids i--)

altho, i'll admit. part of me absolutely gets hella off from butcher working through/with~<3 his daddy issues and learning to *live* to *troll* his father and get off on it as opposed to living *for* that old fucker~<3

sam:

"why you bringin' this bloody poof into me home--what do you mean he's the 'father'--you gave birth to this kid!? YOU'RE NO SON OF MINE--"

billy:

*gets an erection/insanely wet from being berated by this old hell swine who can't do shit to him anymore<3 will absolutely spread bussy for the baby daddy later<3<3<3*

the baby daddy:

*is dressed in the most overtly offensively stereotypical homosexual thing ever to dig it deep into the old cunt that his son willing spreads bussy for this disgrace of a man--making him more a disgrace--*

billy's kid--to sam:

"cunt." *spits on the old fu--*

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[yunarim]

「 ☕️ ⊹ summary 」 : apparently you have a new regular customer in a cafe you work part-time at. though you wonder why that certain someone always glances your way and smiles every time you voice his name when his coffee is ready…

— ⋆ characters : ace, epel, floyd, silver — ⋆ tags : gn reader, fluff, reader is yuu but they work as a barista at a nearby cafe

「 Ace Trappola 」

At first you didn’t want to announce that you’ve managed to escape dependence on your so-called parent (Crowley that would be) who didn't give you pocket money at all. The reason is that well… congrats on having a part-time job so you can spoil your besties with that limited melon buns in the cafeteria!

Yeah, now you have some amount of money but still it’s enough just for you to buy food for yourself and provide Grim with tuna cans so that he doesn’t annoy you much.

And while you were managing to hide this fact you knew you wouldn't last long with your friends. 

“Hey, are you free today?” Ace would ask you often.

“Right, we’re having an unbirthday party, come with us.” Deuce would add.

“Sorry guys, I need extra studying with how often Grim distracts me… Maybe another time.”

Extra studying, my ass, Ace once thought and decided he should check on you in case you’re doing something illegal. You surely weren't but hey, he was genuinely worried for you! (definitely not interested as hell, not that) 

He found you heading to a city centre and entering a fancy-looking cafe which got popular not so long ago. 

He entered too a few minutes after, seeing you adjusting something on the shelves and saying a sweet ‘welcome!’ as you heard someone enter.

Ace got used to you regaining composure whenever you were doing assignments or concentrating on midterm tests but somehow the way your gaze lingered on coffee beans and cute cupcakes was still sharp but more… gentle?

“What would you like to- Oh.”

It wasn’t shocking to see him here. You knew it would happen one day, but today? Not after that hellish history test you’ve managed to survive, not to mention you just had to take a night shift today. 

“Anything our cute secretive prefect would recommend,” he grinned at you rolling your eyes. 

“Alright, just wait a second, I’ll call your name when it’s ready.”

Unfortunately, you were having a lot of customers that day so he couldn’t really chat with you. And if you actually thought he would just check on you and let you work peacefully (or not really), Ace knew the possibility of him turning into a coffee-addict wasn’t so distant anymore.

“Ace, your ice latte is ready.”

At first he counted how many times a week he visited the cafe you worked at and now it was absolutely pointless, given he was completely lost in his thoughts. 

You just had to pronounce his name so cutely, huh?

Yo wait, cutely? For real?

Nah, no way. The way you smiled every time he walked in, raising his voice and calling you by some lame nicknames, always different every day he decided to drop by and have a little chat with you, wasn’t delightful to witness, too. No way.

“Hey, it’s already late. Not that I’m worried about you being scolded by Riddle or something, but it’s just strange seeing you studying in a cafe like a diligent student you aren’t. Let’s go together.”

Shit, he thought, closing his copybook and realizing he had done all the homework he had for two weeks forward. 

Shit, he thought when you closed the cafe and took off your apron.

Somehow you, wearing not the school uniform in which he saw you every day in college, but in casual clothes made him blush a little, realizing something he couldn’t admit at first.

Ace in his dorm room at 3 am: Sevens forgive me for being so shamelessly cringe lovestruck.

Ace today when he orders his ice latte: that's for your boyfriend Ace, please.

You: you’re so dumb I like that in men.

「 Epel Felmier 」

He didn’t know himself how he even managed to sneak out to the city centre without Vil noticing but finally he could eat something that wasn’t plain vegetable salads full of something oh so healthy and nutritious… whatever.

Okay, cool. This sortie into the city was planned during long sleepless nights with Epel exploring a ton of reviews about new cafes that opened nearby recently. 

Good old fast food was something he tried eating already so it was out of his choice for today, moreover he wanted to know what kind of coffee shops metropolises have and what kind of drinks and cupcakes they could offer.

Today was the day, and after taking photos and getting souvenirs for grandma he finally found the cafe he had chosen for today’s observation. 

A warm cozy atmosphere enveloped him, who was tired by the evening, and pleasant relaxing music helped regaining calmness after an eventful day.

“Good evening,” you greeted him and smiled gently. “What would you like to order?”

Maybe he got why this cafe has the best reviews. How could it not when the barista is so cute and friendly? 

He didn’t know how other baristas behave but he was sure they were completely out of your league. Really, why are there no drinks named after your smile? That’s a crime.

“Uh… latte maybe? With a lavender syrup.”

“Latte with a lavender syrup coming right up. Your name please?”

“Epel.”

“Alright, Epel, I’ll call you when it’s ready!” 

Shit, you’re literally shining with a golden glow around you, that’s illegal! 

Once you called him he knew he gotta find a decent reason to sneak out more so that he could see you again.

“Rook, help me, it’s urgent. Take me to the city centre without Vil noticing, I’ll repay you somehow. Wanna some apple juice maybe?”

Good for him Rook knew by one glance his underclassman got lovestrucked heavily and what a great news it was! 

Epel didn’t know (nor didn’t he wanted to) what exactly Rook said to Vil but now he got a strong reason to visit the cafe he met you. 

Okay, so today he definitely must ask for your number or something. 

He was already drowning in dreams of you two talking over the phone, you still working during the night and he hiding under the blanket from Vil and almost whispering to you and discussing little nothings and-

Ah, grandma’s calling. He answered her and explained where he’s heading to.

“Yeah, yeah, that cafe,” he replied, rolling his eyes at her curious tone. “Yes, the one with that cute barista. Yeah, grandma, I’ll ask. Yeah, yeah.”

He entered and met your soft gaze. You waved at him in a friendly way, recognizing him and he almost melted.

“Good morning,” you said quietly, noticing he was talking over the phone, and he nodded, greeting you as well. “Lavender latte as usual?”

“Alright, I’m busy, grandma, call you later,” he tried to hang up the phone but suddenly even you heard her reply.

“Sure sure, don’t forget to ask them out already!” 

Beep beep beep and you and Epel remain completely silent. 

“Aargh this is not what you think, I can explain!-”

“Really? I was planning on asking you out too actually.”

You when Epel called his grandma after your shift was over: discussing when the wedding would be.

Epel: cringing hard but smiling like an idiot, holding your hand and drinking his lavender latte.

「 Floyd Leech 」

Dig around what’s with that new menu our competitors have, Azul said. It would be a good intel, Azul said.

Boring! Why not Jade? He was much better at gathering info anyway. 

But still Jade advised he should look for merits everywhere, so Floyd actually decided to listen to his brother and decided he could at least mess up someone’s business so this trip would be fun.

He entered the cafe Azul told him about and approached a barista, throwing a curious grin at them and giggling.

“Good morning!” You said with a beaming smile and adjusted your name badge. “What can I get for you?”

Bonus points for your sunny smile. Floyd tried to imagine Azul or Jade smiling like that and almost roared with laughter at how silly this thought was. They lack cuteness! Not that they had it in the first place and nor they should have had it, but still it’s interesting seeing someone smiling so genuinely at a stranger!

“Something warm and extremely sweet~” he leaned on the table and observed your features shamelessly, finding it amusing that you still remained so bright and friendly. “It’s so cold outside!”

“Alright! What’s your name?”

“Floyd,” he replied. 

You wanted to get his drink ready but suddenly heard your boss calling for you. You apologized and quickly went to a staff room. Floyd didn’t mind waiting for a little, considering you’ve piqued his interest and not to even mention you were so adorable! So small and lively, it was so refreshing to see someone so vivacious. Bonus points: obtained!

Hmm~ You came back with an irritated frown on your face. Floyd wondered what happened.

“I’m sorry for the delay,” you said and turned to the coffee machine, gathering ingredients and starting making his drink, but just as he was about to chat with you a bit more, you were called once more.

“I’m really sorry,” you apologized once more, quickly retreating to the staff room again.

Your facial expression was so unbelievably funny when you returned. Floyd couldn’t contain his laugh at how fast and professionally you switched between being a little lovely sunshine and furious raging harpy cursing your boss under your breath. 

“Your drink, Floyd. I’m really sorry…”

“No worries~” He took the drink from you and took a sip. My my, you knew exactly what you were doing, your skills were incredible! Bonus points definitely. “See ya tomorrow!”

“Ah? Yes, see you.”

Floyd wondered whether he could add bonus points for your puzzled expression or would it be too much already.

Next day Floyd convinced Azul he needs more time to make a report. And the day after. And the next week too. 

One day you greeted him not with that sweet smile of yours but with a sad sigh and forced laugh and Floyd thought he could beat the shit out of your boss for making you so gloomy.

“Here,” he blinked at how a cup of cappuccino appeared before him. “Take it as a compensation for always hearing me out.”

Jeez, were you serious! So many bonus points just didn’t exist. 

Floyd when he decided to have a little chat with you for a few minutes and your boss shouted again: you know what, work for us. At least Azul doesn’t scream like that. Well, maybe he does sometimes, but he's cute. Not as cute as you though!

Azul when he was supposed to receive a report and eliminate his rival cafe: excuse me?

You being squeezed by Floyd: nice to meet you.

「 Silver 」

When kids are taught that two times two is four Silver realized coffee doesn’t help to remain awake. 

Still, Lilia decided it wouldn’t hurt to try and suggested Silver drink coffee in the mornings, and maybe it was just a self-hypnosis but Silver found himself staying awake for fifteen minutes longer if he had a cup of strong americano in the morning. 

Getting to the city and grabbing a fancy coffee before lessons was his motto, so that almost all baristas knew who he was and just how strong his coffee should be.

You didn’t, though, at least due to the fact that you started working not so long ago.

You saw an extremely handsome boy entering a cafe and was so dumbstruck with how charmingly he looked that you didn’t notice his rather inert movements. 

“Good morning, what would you like to order?” You greeted him, smiling brightly as usual.

“Hm… Something strong. Americano would do.”

“Okay! And your name is?” 

He glanced at you and realized you were someone who he saw for the first time. Usually other baristas are already aware and don’t even ask his name anymore. 

Meanwhile you were trying your best not to scream at how insanely beautiful his eyes were glimmering in dim cafe lights. 

“It’s Silver.”

You gave him his coffee when it was done and he thanked you. After he left you found yourself spacing out, the image of that cute boy popping up in your head randomly, and you thought you were seeing things when he came once more by the evening.

“Good evening, Silver.”

“Oh,” he replied. “You’re quite quick with remembering names, I presume.”

It’s just your name’s so lovely, how could I not, you thought almost voicing it out loud, but you just smiled instead. 

“Americano once more, please.”

This time he didn’t go straight away but sat near the window and opened his textbooks. You assumed he was doing his homework and concentrated on serving other customers. 

It was already late when you spotted Silver sleeping at the table, textbook pages wrinkled under his cheeks, and you approached him. He felt your gentle touch on his shoulder and slowly opened his eyes, meeting with your tender gaze full of worry.

Were you concerned about him falling asleep here? Maybe you really were but why then was he so happy to see such genuine worry in someone’s eyes which were so incredibly pretty, by the way… What was he even thinking?..

“Oh, I’m sorry. Are you closing up?”

“Don’t be,” you sighed, giving him a cup of what he thought would be coffee but the green tea flavor was too strong to mistake it for coffee. “I think you should drink herbal tea instead of coffee actually. Here, on the house.”

Silver thought if heart eyes were real, you could see them right now just with one look at him. 

Lilia almost freaked out seeing Silver drinking sea buckthorn tea the next morning and chatting with someone over the phone.

Lilia: wrong sticker, use this instead.

Sticker: two kissing kittens.

Silver: dad what the-

Lilia: they replied~

You: omg you know how to use stickers i’m delighted 🫶🫶🫶🫶💗💗💗

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