#Castle Ice Cream Flavours

[castle-dominion]

flavours of ice cream

Cherry Tyson - black cherry, AND sour cherry, AND sweet cherry - 3xk (my brother just said "cherry tyson" at some point & I wrote this)

Rick's Café Americain - coffee & whisky?? rum raisin? - Rick Castle

Irish Delight - irish cream - Kevin Ryan

Choco Tacos - just... choco tacos bro, just like the mixed race actor - Javier Esposito

Mango Martha - pineapple, mango, melon, raspberry, coconut, papaya, strawberry, & banana sorbet, plus a splash of red wine - Martha Rodgers

Kitkat Beckett - ice cream with chunks of kitkats in it - Kate Beckett

Vulcan Cinnamon - cinnamon & carob - Vulcan Simmons

Limer Tiger - licorice, lime, & orange - LT

Red Velasquez - unfermented cocoa (ruby chocolate) - Velasquez

Coonan Cookies - small ice cream sandwiches between little cookies - Dick Coonan

Gourmet Gates - triflavoured with raspberry, blueberry, & blackberry - Victoria Gates

Banounty Hunter - Banana - Mike Royce

Soy Mintgumery - dairy free ice cream with mint flavour & chewy bits - Roy Montgomery

Alex-ice cream - strawberry sorbet marbled with strawberry flavoured ice cream marbled with strawberry syrup/purée/jam with chunks of strawberries mixed in - Alexis Castle

Lanie Parish

Jenny O'Malley

Ashley, Owen, Max

Pi pie - apple pie ice cream - pi

Sophia Turner, Serena Kaye, Kyra Blaine

Castle's Dad

Will Sorenson

Vinny The Scar

Finn Rourke, Bobby S, Siobhan O'Doule

Ethan Slaughter

Rocky Rhodes - brownie chunks, almond chunks, pecan chunks, marshmallow bits, mini-marshmallows - Natalie Rhodes

Monster - cookie dough, chocolate chip cookie chunks, oreo cookie chunks, little marshmallows - Joey Malone

Ike Thornton

Raglan

Lockwood

Tory Ellis

Detectives Sullivan, Karpowski, Elden

Tom Demming

Ann Hastings

William Bracken

Johnny Vong, Eric Vaughn, Derrel Meeks

I'm trying to just get reoccurring characters but there are so many memorable characters

[gardenialver]

Ice Cream

synopsis - just a mundane ice cream date

content - fluff, licking not in a sexual context, reader is implied not to be American born

"For my lady," Your boyfriend passed you a plastic cup and a spoon. "Thanks babe." You smiled taking your first spoonful of ice cream. Exiting the ice cream shop the two of you conversed, situating yourselves on a nearby bench.

There was no one in the park and you relished that, maybe you might get an earful from Chiron later about skipping class but really what difference would it make, you'd be returning to your mother land for post secondary and if that didn't work you could always go to some college in Greece.

Plus the backup back up plan was to stay with your mom in her castle so really what troubles were there. "You and Percy aren't even related so why do you also exclusively eat blue food?" Leo nudged your thigh.

"Close enough lineage, step siblings, half siblings, whatever we are" You stuck your tongue out, "Anyways it's not like I exclusively eat blue food, I also eat green and purple so I don't get what your point is." "Yeah but you only eat it if it looks pretty."

You mocked him and he poked at your stomach making your flinch. "ACK! HEY!" Your brows furrowed at him and he chuckled to himself. You rolled your eyes and turned your back to him.

"Hermosa~ I'm sorry" He tried to coax you but you continued to ignore him. He kept persisting on getting you to pay attention to him but his attempts continued to fail as you focused on your own dessert.

"Your ice cream looks good," Was all you noted, mockingly turning around as if to act like you've forgiven him before turning around once again.

When your eyes moved to the corner to peer at him instead of his face you were met with his wild mix of flavours. Flinching slightly you grumbled and fully spun around to face him, taking a lick of his ice cream.

"Wait yours is good," You said with wide eyes while covering your mouth. "Was that supposed to be a compliment?" You pushed him while rolling your eyes, "Be happy you didn't pick an area close to water." He deadpanned at you, "I picked this spot because there's no water here."

Jabbing him with your elbow you stole another lick. And the two of you just sort of continued nudge-fighting each other. There was a bit of a chill and immediately you stopped nudging your boyfriend and sunk into his side.

"Why did it get cold all of a sudden," You complained and he dropped a hand on your thigh making you yelp from the sudden impact. He then began to rub vigorously while heating up his palms. "This is so stupid Valdez"

"I'm never warming you up again, your fault for wearing shorts." Still his arm wrapped around you and pulled you in to place a kiss to your temple. "Romantic much," You pushed at his chin teasingly.

He rolled his eyes, "AGH" He yelled making you fall backwards, "Huh? Huh? What?" He showed you his hands and you pursed your lips, "You scared me cause your ice cream is melting?"

"Yes it's getting sticky and gooey everywhere," You made a 'see' face at him and he widened his eyes as if to say 'so what help me'. With a sigh you raised his hands above your face and licked off the melted ice cream off his fingers and palm.

"There are you happy?" But at this point your boyfriend was bright red, "Th-that felt really sensual" Looking at his flustered appearance, even the tips of his hair had begun to flicker about in embarrassment.

Amused you decided to tease him a little further. "You did this on purpose huh baby?" By now he was blazing and you could feel the heat radiating off of him, "If you wanted me to lick your fingers you could've just asked,"

You leaned in closer to him and watched his adam's apple bob as he gulped. Getting closer you placed a quick kiss to his nose and backed off laughing away. "I'm never buying you ice cream again." He grumbled but you leaned into his warmth, "Of course you are." "Of course I am," He murmured placed his own kiss.

[iamnmbr3]

Random question, but what do you think is everyone’s favorite ice cream flavors in the hp universe? What would their Fortescue order be? 🍨✨

(If “everyone” is too many, then I’d love to see your thoughts on the Golden Trio, Draco, Snape, Lupin, McGonagall, and Luna. Hope that isn’t too tall of an order!)

Golden Trio: Harry canonically buys strawberry-and-peanut-butter ice creams for himself, Ron & Hermione in book 2. Given that he's pretty attuned to his friends' likes and interests (as evidenced by how great the gifts he buys for them always are) I think it's safe to say he didn't just buy his favorite flavour and assume they'd enjoy it too. So apparently as far as the Golden Trio is concerned Fortescue strawberry-and-peanut-butter ice creams are IT. (I kinda judge but ok).

Draco: Ice cream was invented pre Statute of Secrecy so technically it's allowable but it's also also kind of pedestrian so pre-redemption Draco would probably insist that he much prefers some very fancy and expensive and magical dessert. Which he does like. But also he's secretly rather fond of mint chip.

Snape: Snape lived a sad and ice cream deprived life growing up but sometimes they had chocolate and vanilla included with the desserts at the castle. He liked both about the same. As an adult he doesn't bother with things like ice cream due to being sad and having basically no social life and no one to share it with and thus doesn't realize that he would be super into exotic flavors like lavender (his tragically undiscovered favorite) or cinnamon with red pepper.

McGonagall: Minerva seems like she would go for plain vanilla but actually is partial to a sunday with all the fixings including both muggle and magical toppings.

Lupin: He prefers chocolate. (Sadly, all the chocolate ice cream in the world is not enough to cheer him up.)

Luna: Luna doesn't eat ice cream because she objects to the fact that it's made using illegally poached sapient ice mice from Europa as part of a secret Ministry plot to establish a lunar base for breeding a heliopath army. (Her father has a very long article about it coming out in the next edition of of the Quibbler.)

[whitegoldtower]

Skyrim Characters and their vape flavours of choice (someone put me down)

Ondolemar: either pineapple ice lost mary or the orange gummy bear lost mary. Dude is a posh roadman with his rolex, military shave, flawless skincare and designer tracksuit

Ancano: juicy peach lost mary or strawberry ice lost mary. He’s girlypop but will hide his vape because he doesn’t want to be made fun of for having pink on his person. Even though he’d 100% rock the juicy couture velour outfit and main as princess peach in mariokart.

Elenwen: coconut melon elf bar. Girlie would rather be sipping pina coladas in Alinor’s top resorts and spas. Her nails match the colour of her vape. Alternatively, she’d get the mojito elf bar thinking it would taste like rum. Disappointed when it doesn’t.

Serana: maryjack kisses lost mary or cherry ice lost mary. No explanation needed.

Cicero: the disgustingly sweet flavours like the cotton candy ice (pure fucking sugar) or the immensely artificial blue razz / mr blue lost mary. As if the little guy needs any more sugar in his system.

Teldryn Sero: buys the really shit knock off lost marys, and only ever gets flavours like ‘spearmint’ or ‘cream tobacco’ 😩 can’t handle having anything that doesn’t hit his chest like a normal cigarette, and will constantly complain about how much he misses smoking.

Vingalmo: will deny that he vapes with every fibre of his being but will freak out when he loses his cranberry raspberry cherry elf bar in the coffin lining. If there’s fruity fog coming out of one of the coffins in Castle Volkihar, it’s not ‘atmospheric ambience’, it’s Vingalmo hotboxing his bed.

Garan Marethi: has a heavy duty non-disposable vape and only ever vapes one flavour because it’s the only one he can stand: vampire vape blood sukka.

Neloth: also has a heavy duty vape but has these horrific mystery flavours like “jungle juice” or “pinkman” or “unicorn shake” and each new flavour he puts in the tank (without replacing any of the coils) is a worse, more burnt, more artificial smelling mess than the last.

Farkas: if it doesn’t smell like he wants to eat it, he doesn’t want it. Only gets flavours like “banana milkshake”, “caramel waffle” or “red velvet cake”

[liightsout]

the blue - part twelve

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✯ summary: waking up together, first dates, first kisses ✯

✯ pairing: daniel ricciardo x fem!oc ✯

✯ content warnings: light swearing ✯

✯ now playing: the alchemy - taylor swift ✯

✯ series masterlist ✯

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Mattie wasn’t sure how long she had been awake for. It felt like hours. The loud ticking of the clock hanging on her bedroom wall sounded quieter than it ever had, drowned out by the light snores from the man lying next to her. In reality it had only been a few minutes, she knew that, but time seemed to pass slower with the early morning sunlight peeking through her curtains. 

Soft exhales from Danny’s lips danced across her skin. He had found a perfect space for himself between her collarbone and jaw at some point during the night and hadn’t moved since. She didn’t mind. Their legs were still entangled from the night before. His arms wrapped firmly around her body, securing himself to her. She didn’t mind that either. 

They had stayed up the night before for hours, just talking and sharing secrets. Like small children at their very first sleepover. Newly found friends exchanging everything from favourite movies, first crushes and their deepest insecurities. 

Danny had spoken about his dreams of a big family one day. A dream that he felt wouldn’t be possible given his current lifestyle. Formula 1 athlete and dedicated family man was not something he felt he could juggle easily. He feared the criticism of the media that he already faced in his career. He didn’t want to bring up a child around that. 

Mattie praised him for that. It would be easy for him to have a family. To pick one of the many perfect girls that she was sure had crossed his path and to settle down. She could imagine Danny easily, a couple kids, a beautiful wife and a white picket fence. It would be easy to not give them the proper attention a family deserved. She felt it was mature of him to put that dream on the back burner, not many men would. Danny wasn’t like many men. 

She told him about her family; a topic she didn’t bring up easily. Explaining that she had been raised in a single parent household. Her Dad had left when she was 3, he decided having a kid hadn’t been the life he had planned for himself. 

She didn’t blame him anymore. Her parents had been teenagers when her Mum had fallen pregnant. A happy accident her Mum had always called it. When she was younger she blamed her Dad for leaving them. A bitter resentment that faded the older she got. 

With age Mattie realised that her father was just a kid himself, running scared from big adult problems. She knew the feeling. 

Her Mum had done more than enough for her. She had shown her enough love and guidance that she knew she hadn’t missed out on anything. 

Danny had listened to her recounting stories of her childhood. Baking birthday cakes, a different flavour each year. Creating make believe tales of princesses in castles being rescued by their prince charming’s. Hot summer days spent at the beach, with sticky cheeks from ice cream cones and sun cream. Not once did he offer her fake sympathy at a life he might have thought she missed out on due to an absent father. Instead he listened attentively. Instead he told her that her Mum sounded like an incredibly strong woman, just like her daughter. 

It was Danny groaning that pulled her from her thoughts. She felt his hands tighten around her frame and pull her closer than she thought possible, nothing separating them but the clothes on both their bodies. 

“It’s way too early for either of us to be awake” he spoke, his voice rough with sleep. His accent sounded stronger than it had ever before. 

Mattie let out a laugh and looked down at the man that had cocooned himself around her.

“It’s actually 9AM, which means you’ve missed your morning training session with Michael” she said, adding a mocking tut at the end. She brought her hand up to rest at the back of Danny’s head, scratching delicately at his skin, playing with the soft curls that lay there. 

“Nah it’s fine, I text him last night and cancelled, told him I had more important thing to do today” his voice trailed off toward the end as he let out a sigh, “please don’t stop whatever it is you’re doing right now with your hand” he said his voice thick with satisfaction.

She let her fingers move back and forth through his mess of curly brown hair. A satisfied hum left Danny’s lips as he memorised the way her hands felt against his skin. Their peaceful moment rudely interrupted by a loud banging noise at the bedroom door. 

“Urm guys, I actually dread to think about what is going on in that room and I am terribly sorry to interrupt whatever early morning escapades you’re getting up to, but I brought you coffee and breakfast. It’s in the kitchen for when you’re… finished” Adam’s voice travelled through the door followed by a booming laugh and the sound of his footsteps down the hallway. 

Mattie’s face flushed as the Aussie joined in with their friend’s laughter. She felt the urge to jump to their defence, to claim that nothing like that was going on. Instead she found herself caught up in Danny’s contagious laugh. She liked laughing with him. It made her feel lighter. 

Raising his head for the first time since he had awoken, Danny looked up at her blushing smiling cheeks, a dopey grin on his face. 

“Come on pretty girl, up and at ‘em. First, breakfast, and then I owe you a date.” 

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Mattie couldn’t recall a first date that she enjoyed. Admittedly there had been a few that had been nice enough, but never anything to write home about. She found that first dates consisted of awkward dinners, disappointing small talk and unwanted wandering hands. 

She longed for a man to consider her. To consider who they were going on a date with, and cater it just for her. She knew it was wishful thinking, well aware that dating in your twenties was comparable to a hellscape. She had decided long ago that the fewer first dates she went on, the better. 

She should have known a first date with Danny would be different. 

When he had first brought up the notion of a date on that FaceTime call she had been ecstatic. The thought of spending any amount of time with him was enough to keep her smiling for days. It was only when she had considered what a date with Danny would look like that she felt the nerves creep in. 

She hoped that Danny knew her well enough to know that the last thing she wanted was for him to make a big fuss. She didn’t want him to splash the cash like he didn’t have a care in the world. Sure, the finest restaurant in London followed by fancy drinks at a high end cocktail bar sounded nice, but not what she wanted. She didn’t need Danny to try to impress her like that. He’d already done enough, she just wanted to spend time with him. 

She should have known Danny knew her better than that. She shouldn't have doubted him like that. 

Giving no indication on what he had planned for the day, Mattie had agonised over what to wear. She eventually settled for a pair of loose fitting jeans, a chunky knit sweater and platform Converse. A perfect combination of comfy but cute. Hair and makeup was much easier now that Danny had seen her first thing in the morning. She settled for light makeup, a bit of blush and tinted lip balm. She wore her hair down, framing her face with natural waves. 

A knock at the apartment door signalled Danny’s arrival. He had left an hour prior, ducking out after sharing a breakfast muffin with her. Adam had given him the code to the communal front door before he left, “you might as well have it if you’re going to be here all the time” he had said. 

She found the Aussie at the door, a large bouquet of wild daisies in hand, “pretty flowers for a pretty girl” he had told her. She wondered if she would ever get used to how easily compliments would fall from his lips, always aimed in her direction. She doubted it. 

He grabbed her hand as soon as she had closed her front door and shouted a goodbye to Adam. With their fingers intertwined he pulled her across the street to the bakery. 

With a charming smile he walked up to the barista behind the counter and asked for a preorder for “DR”. The very same barista that had informed her about Danny coming into the bakery and asking what her favourite muffin was all those months ago. 

The barista, who she knew now was called Emma, raised her eyebrows at Mattie and shot her a wink as she handed over a large brown bag to Danny. Emma had been asking for updates regarding her “Australian hottie” on a regular basis. She had shrugged her off with a laugh each time and told her they were just friends and that she was reading too much into it. She feared she would never hear the end of this next time she came in for her daily blueberry muffin. 

Hand in hand Danny guided her to a sleek black Range Rover parked out on the street in front of her flat. He opened the passenger door for her and waited until she was safely buckled into the seat before handing her the brown paper bag filled with goodies. A swift warning of “no peeking” followed with a joking finger wag. 

In that moment she didn’t care what was in the bag. Her mind reeling over the small action of having a car door opened for her. She couldn’t remember the last time someone had treated her with such care and attention. 

Jumping into the front seat Danny handed her his phone with Spotify already open, telling her to put on whatever she wanted for their journey. The car’s engine roared to life and in no time he was expertly navigating the streets of London. 

Staring at the unlocked phone in her hands Mattie’s mind went blank. The small act of handing her his phone would have seemed so insignificant to anyone else, she was sure of that. To her it was huge. She recalled dating men for months that would refuse to even let her look at their phone screens, let alone hold their unlocked phone in her hands. Especially while they were too busy to see what she was doing with it. 

She knew that Danny knew that she would never snoop through his phone. That he didn’t need to worry about her looking for information to run to the gossip sites with. But this also told her something else entirely. This told her that he had nothing to hide. He wasn’t worried about some girl messaging him something incriminating while she had control of his phone. 

The short journey was filled with lingering eyes and bashful smiles between the pair. Danny’s hand had found its way to rest on Mattie’s thigh a few minutes into the journey. Her breath caught in her throat, his bold actions always catching her completely off guard. His fingertips flexed as he gave her a light squeeze every time he caught her singing along absentmindedly to whichever Taylor Swift song she had selected to play through the radio. She wasn’t a fan of long car journeys, but she hoped that this one lasted forever. 

Mattie had instantly recognised where they were the minute Danny had pulled the car to a stop. Her eyes lit up as she turned round to look at him in the driver’s seat. 

“How did you know Primrose Hill was my favourite place in the city?” she said with a suspicious glint to her voice. Danny shrugged his shoulders, feigning ignorance as a childlike grin spread across his cheeks.

Adam, she thought. She didn’t mind that he had told him. If anything she found it adorable that Danny had asked her best friend for ideas of where to take her. 

This was the kind of date she had always wanted. Someone who cared enough to consider her. Of course Danny would have worked out exactly what her idea of a perfect first date would be. She didn’t need to worry about fancy restaurants and awkward small talk over a bottle of cheap wine. 

The sound of her door opening and a large hand being offered to her pulled her from her thoughts. For the second time that day the pair walked hand in hand. She never thought her hand would ever fit so perfectly with another’s. It felt like he filled up all her empty spaces.

They spent the next few hours cuddled up next to one another in the grass overlooking the city. The baseball cap on Danny’s head shielded his identity from the rest of the world as much as it could. To any other passerby they would have looked like any ordinary couple enjoying a perfect midweek afternoon together. 

The picnic Danny had purchased contained her favourite sandwich from the bakery. As well as two blueberry muffins, just for her. She had argued that she didn’t need two and that Danny should have the other. He firmly declined and told her the other was for later on when she felt hungry. Plus he had bought his own chocolate chunk cookie. He made her pinky promise not to tell Michael. She vowed it was a secret she would take to the grave.

Mattie wasn’t sure if Danny was trying to be perfect, or whether he just was. Did he mean to exude such confidence and kindness, or was it completely natural for him? Over the short time she had known him he had always considered her thoughts, feelings and welfare over his own. Whether it was making sure she knew he thought she was beautiful, or random messages while he was away reminding her to eat dinner when he knew she was elbows deep in work. 

She wasn’t entirely sure where their relationship was headed, but she knew that she was far too deep to turn back now. Danny had made it clear that he liked her. She just hoped that he knew the feeling was mutual. For someone that read and edited novels for a living, she was struggling to find the words to tell him how she felt. 

“Do you want to come to Monaco?” the Aussie asked as he traced his fingers up and down her arm, creating goosebumps as he went. Mattie felt her eyes grow wide as she looked into his. 

“To the race, you mean?” she asked, seeking clarification. Adam had invited her to races before, ones that he could get team tickets for. Tickets were hard to come by and he was pretty far down the list in terms of ‘seniority’ so it was usually for one of the less popular races. Even then she ran the risk of getting bumped off the list if someone more important decided they needed a ticket for a friend or family member. Not that she minded, she was grateful to even have a chance at the experience. 

“Uh yeah, to the race. My parents will be there, my sister too, and her kids. I thought it’d be nice for you to meet them. I have a place there so you wouldn’t need to stay in a hotel… it’s ok if you don’t want to or you can’t, I just-” he paused as if he considered his next words. “I just want you to be there and I’d be so pissed at myself if I didn’t ask, or left it too late to ask and you couldn’t make it because of work” the Aussie rambled. He looked anxious. She rarely saw him like this and each time it left her stunned that anything could ever make him anything less than cool, calm and confident. 

She considered her options carefully. The last 24 hours had been a whirlwind. She knew in her heart what she wanted to say to the man sitting in front of her, with his perfect eyes boring into hers with unease. She had always believed in the power of words, yet she felt that there was nothing she could say that would bring justice to what she wanted him to know. 

Mattie lent forward and placed her lips delicately against his. She felt him release a sudden intake of breath, clearly surprised at her actions. Fuck, she thought. It was too much. Too sudden. She had gotten the wrong idea. 

Just as she started to pull away, she felt a strong hand at the back of neck pulling her back in. When their lips met a second time Mattie swore she felt every nerve in her body catch fire. Like a firework had been lying in wait somewhere inside her, only to be set off at the exact moment their lips touched. Like a twist of fate she had never seen coming. 

The feeling of his lips against hers was what she had always imagined a first kiss should be like. No awkward nose bumps or over eager tongues. Slow and meaningful. Danny’s lips moved with purpose against hers, capturing her bottom lip between his. 

Slowly they pulled away from one another. Mattie’s eyes opened and readjusted to the bright daylight around them. Hesitantly she looked to the man in front of her. Anxiety was no longer painted across his features. Instead, a warm smile that she had grown to love more than any other she had seen before. 

“Is that a yes?” he spoke, a teasing look on his face. Mattie felt the blush creeping up her neck and dusting across her cheeks. She couldn’t help the laugh that fell from her lips. 

“Of course it’s a yes. Are you sure? Monaco is a big deal, Adam’s always said before it’s one of hardest races to get tickets for” she replied. 

“You’re Daniel Ricciardo’s girlfriend, of course you get a ticket” Danny said easily. As if he hadn’t just uttered the craziest sentence she had ever heard. 

“Girlfriend?” Mattie choked out in response. She was sure he had lost his mind. Dating was one thing. Calling her his girlfriend was in a whole different category. 

“Oh definitely, pretty girl. I had pretty much decided that was going to happen the minute I laid eyes on you.” Mattie stared at him a little longer, her brain working overdrive to convince herself this was in fact real life. 

“I think it was the pink fuzzy slippers that did it for me, or the way you were ready to cuss me out thinking I was Adam” he casually replied. 

It was only when his hand found hers on the floor between them and he gave her knuckles a light squeeze she concluded that, yes, this was not a dream. Not even in her deepest slumber could her brain invent the shockwaves that she felt every time Danny’s skin connected with hers. 

“Does this mean I’m a WAG?” she asked with a serious look on her face. The laugh that escaped through Danny’s lips was loud and infectious. She decided then she never wanted to not know what it felt like to make Daniel Ricciardo laugh. 

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As soon as they had stepped into the apartment they had been bombarded by Adam. He declared that he had been bored all day without company and needed to be a part of whatever they had planned for the rest of their evening. They both agreed, but were quick to tell him they had no plans set in stone. 

This was how they had ended up sitting cross legged on the living room floor, building the Lego flower bouquet Mattie had purchased earlier in the week. She had been bored while the boys had been in Bahrain and was looking for a new hobby to pass the time. Plus, the flowers were cute and would look pretty on the desk in her bedroom. She thought that it would be a fun group activity for them all if she wasn’t going to build it on her own any time soon. 

Mattie diligently read the instructions and placed her bricks together as she constructed her part of the bouquet. Danny sat patiently next to her, far too distracted by how pretty he thought she looked as she focused on the task in front of her. 

Adam had rolled his eyes and mocked the Aussie for the lovesick look on his face, which Danny had shrugged off easily. He made it clear he didn’t care how he looked. He didn’t care how obvious he was being. He was infatuated. 

While the pair weren’t looking Adam found himself smiling fondly at the sight before him. It had been a long time since he had seen his best friend so comfortable around someone besides himself. Despite all the jokes he was truly happy that she was happy. 

“Adam, mate, you’re fucking terrible at this” Danny laughed as he watched Adam place the wrong bricks together for what felt like the hundredth time that night. The couple had finished all their pieces and were awaiting Adam to complete his. 

“Fuck off Danny, like you did anything to help! You’ve spent the last hour doing nothing but drooling over my best mate and telling her how amazing she is!” the Brit retorted in jest as he pointed an accusatory finger towards his friend. 

The pair continued bickering back and forth like siblings as Mattie scrolled through her phone. She had posted some photos on Instagram throughout the day. She didn’t often feel the need to post about her life online, but her newfound relationship with Danny was something that she wanted to share. It wasn’t bragging or attention seeking, just a need to show her friends and family how happy she was. 

She was liking a few comments left by friends when she felt her stomach drop. She had seen that Adam had posted about their Lego date to Instagram; omitting who exactly it was that she had been on a date with. What she didn’t see was that Danny had also posted a photo of said date to his Instagram account. 

It hadn’t taken long at all for the internet sleuths to work out what was going on. 

They had only been together officially a mere few hours and the vultures were already circling. Her follow requests on Instagram had shot through the roof, and her message requests had gone from having one zero at the end to having three. 

As she sorted through the comments she had been tagged in she felt her stomach drop for the second time. She felt as though she was on a roller coaster and hadn’t realised there was a second plummet coming, this one much larger than the first. 

The post she had been tagged in was from one of the F1 gossip accounts. Pictures she had shared of her and Danny were there for everyone to see and comment on. The very same page that had posted photos she had shared of Danny and Lando prior to the race. She knew that someone who followed her had shared them from her account without her permission, she just wasn’t sure who. The sting of betrayal hurt even greater now that it had happened twice.

Mattie hadn’t realised how silent she had been until she was pulled out of her trance by Danny’s hand against her thigh. She looked up from her phone to see concern etched across his face. She hadn’t noticed that Adam had excused himself a few moments earlier to take a call from Lando, leaving the pair alone.

“You’re scaring me a little here pretty girl, why are you staring at your phone like it’s about to explode in your hands?” he asked her softly. Mattie could feel the tears threatening to escape from her eyes. She decided it would be easier to just hand him her phone. She knew she needed to try and compose herself before she spoke again. She didn’t need Danny to see her pathetic and crying over this. 

Danny took the phone that was being handed to him and started scrolling through the page. Mattie watched as his face went from one of confusion, to anger, and then to concern. 

“It’s not really a big deal, it was going to happen eventually. I don’t care about people knowing that we’re together, I care more about someone betraying my trust like that… and that they took away our right to tell people when we wanted to. It’s fine, really, I’m ok Danny, I was just a little shocked at first” the words fell from her lips like a rapid fire stream of consciousness. 

She was very aware that this was the exact scenario that Danny had been worried about. That something would happen and she’d be sent running. She didn’t want him to think that that was what was happening. 

“Fuck, I’m so sorry Mattie. This is so fucked. I’ll call Blake now and see if we can get it taken down- I swear I’ll sue the shit out of them or something” Danny vowed. In the last 24 hours he had seen her on the brink of tears twice over bullshit his so-called fans had written about her on the internet. No fan of his would treat someone he cared about like this. 

He felt he was also to blame for this happening. He knew it wasn’t his fault that someone had shared photos from Mattie’s private Instagram account, but he should have known it was reckless to share the photos of their date to his. It was too late now, but the guilt was filling his stomach. 

Mattie could see Danny was spiralling; she knew the look well, she had worn it many times herself. As she gazed at the man in front of her she knew what she needed to do. 

For so long she had thought words were the most important thing a person could wield. Since meeting Danny he had shown her the opposite. He had shown her the truth behind “actions speak louder than words”. That was why she had kissed him earlier, she needed to show him how she felt, words weren’t enough. 

“Don’t do that. They can keep the post up” she said as she took her phone back from his hands. “Are you serious? No way baby, they can’t just invade your privacy like this and get away with it. I won’t let them” Danny spoke, she could hear the frustration in his voice. 

Her heart swelled at the sentiment. A man that would fight battles for her. That was what she had always wanted. Someone to fight her corner and defend her honour. Like the prince did for the princess in the stories she would dream of when she was younger. 

“This might be a little crazy, but you need to listen to me before you erupt and go calling lawyers and filing lawsuits… I think we should just announce it - a hard launch or whatever the kids are calling it these days” she joked gingerly. The confusion etched across Danny’s face would have been adorable in any other situation she thought. 

“I’m gonna take my account off private. They can’t share it without my permission, if I give them permission. It’s like, taking the power away from them or something. I don’t know, it sounded like a good idea in my head. If you don’t want to, it's-” the feeling of Danny’s lips crashing against hers for the second time that day cut her off. 

Maybe one day they’d kiss without the other making a bold statement first. Maybe, but not today. 

“Are you sure?” he whispered against her lips. She could hear uncertainty in his voice. Concern that she was just saying this because she thought it was what he wanted to hear. 

The answer was easy. She nodded and placed her lips to his lips. A soft hand against the side of his face was a welcomed reassuring touch. His lips caught her top lip in an attempt to create less distance between them. 

Neither of them paid attention to the sound of approaching footsteps from down the hall. 

“Guys, that’s disgusting, I don’t need to see this shit. Get a room! Lando, I”m coming over,  they’re being gross!” 

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✯ authors note: hey guys!!!!! i am SO sorry this took me so long to write. i'm in between getting a new job and leaving my old one, and had some other life dramas going on that just made it so hard for me to sit down and focus on anything.

this is such a ridiculously long chapter, so if you made it to the end, honestly bravo!

i have full imposter syndrome and think this might be the worst thing i've ever written, but i needed to get it out so that i could work on some new chapters i have ideas for.

hope everyone's been enjoying the race weekend? i forgot how much i low key love sprint weekends (sorry max)

as always, all your comments/thoughts/feedback is so so so greatly appreciated and i love receiving them.

thanks for all your support <3 ✯

[oneknightstand-if]

tooth rooting fluff abc with Gwen? Pretty please with ice cream of yer favorite flavour and sprinkles and cherries and the top ?

G - Grateful - Very grateful and quite cognizant of her flaws at times and how she's not always able to pull her own weight. So if you're helping her, or being romantic, or even doing just some little things in the background, she's grateful for all her partner and can & will do.

W - Wildcard - Another wild headcanon? Well, since this is fluff, nevermind Broderick's Sir Velveteen, she's still got her entire stuffed animal collection from childhood. *hint hint when it comes to gifts*

E - Equal - She likes when her partner takes the lead in the relationship, buuut... she is definitely the type who goes running off in pursuit of romance, which isn't usually the passive thing to do.

N - Nicknames - Compared to some... others... in the Harbinger crew her nicknames are pretty normal for her partner... you know 'love', 'dear', 'sweetie', 'snuffleufflebums'

R - Romance - Typical CoG reader. What wouldn't she do for the sake of romance? Get the ^&$%^& out of the way, she's gunning for the romance! Red flags are okay too, even if she usually likes the knight-in-shining-armor type, bad boys are good too!

E

Y - Yearning - Always have her partner on her mind. Wear her partner's clothes and fragrance/perfume/cologne. Go sneaking off to wherever her partner is at the time-- did I mention she's not really all that passive in the relationship?

N

A - Activities - While she likes the standard romantic stuff -- candlelit dinners, lakeside rides on swan boats, moonlight beach walks, she's more than willing to tailor her activities to whatever hobbies her partner likes. Whatever they like.

R

D - Dreams - Standard future dreams, of course. Marriage. Two and a half children. Castle with a moat. You know, standard stuff.

[we-were-born-to-be-free]

~Priyasha~ ~15~ ~South African~

Who I write for: Draco Malfoy, Kaz Brekker, Aaron Warner, James Potter, Regulus Black, Aleksander Morozova, Mattheo Riddle, Barty Crouch Jr, Evan Rosier, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Charlie Spring and Nick Nelson.

Fandoms I'm a part of: The marauders, Harry Potter (Fuck jkr), The Grishaverse, Lockwood and Co, Call Me By Your Name, Shatter Me, Haunting Adeline, Stray kids, Enhypen, Powerless and Heartstopper.

What I love: Rainy days, sunsets, stars, food, my religion (Hinduism), books, being on tumblr, characters that are special and just connect to me, My friends, TImmy Chalamet, the colour green, rum and raisin ice cream, music, piano and violin, reading, crocheting, cycling, bullying one specific friend (@grace1409 you know who you are), a few teachers at school and physical touch.

What I don't like: Stupid people, homophobes, transphobes, all the phobes, people that are unnecessarily mean, Afrikaans, eggplant chutney, banana flavoured things, my body, my skin, my hair, Romeo and Juliet, sweaty sports (cycling is an exception) and wool getting knotted.

Artists I listen to in no specific order: Taylor Swift, The Weeknd, Arctic Moneys, Chase Atlantic, Gracie Abrams, Mother Mother, Billie Eillish, Olivia Rodrigo, Bruno Mars, SZA, Doja Cat, Sabrina Carpenter, Lana del Rey, Gigi Perez, The Neighbourhood, Isabel LaRosa, Madison Beer, and Noah Kahan.

My most favourite moots in the whole wide world: @sc11vb my princess and little sister @sun-kissy my wifey @where-the-stars-collide my big sister @the-stars-drowning my dove @roadkill111 my darling @shattermelyhfmlblog my lovely @deadchaoticcosmos my moonbeam @my-castles-crumbling most famous moot

Dividers are by @sweetmelodygraphics. Pictures are from Pinterest.

[musouie]

her name-tag reads . . . 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐀 (obv) 𓂃 a wilted flower in a pot, melted ice-cream along the pavement, candyfloss upon your tongue . . . ! sheノher, desi ༝ eng, sagittarius, intp, eighteen

⌞ 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚-𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐞 . . . ⌝ sorbet, the smell of old books, green grapes, peach flavoured drinks, 70s music, poetry, vanilla scented things, spicy food, vampires, tea, monochrome, horror ノ thriller ノ mystery films, animals, nature, the water (home away from home), lovely people, cats, cute little rodents, pottery, knitted sweaters, crystals + rocks, trinkets, rings, letterboxd, studio ghibli, the sims, religious imagery, fruit metaphors

⌞ 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 . . .⌝

— media: bones and all, 10 things i hate about you, midnight mass, past lives, little women, minari, the walking dead, criminal minds, ladybird, sweet home, tune in for love, spiderman (itsv), coraline, castle in the sky, the boys, the disastrous life of saiki k, the bear, dracula, fear street trilogy

— artists: adrianne lenker, the beatles, big thief, bill withers, carole king, chet baker, clairo, daniel caesar, faye webster, fiona apple, jeff buckley, kate bush, lamp, mac demarco, men i trust, mitski, queen, radiohead, steve lacy, the smiths

— blorbos: levi ackerman, jean kirstein, saiki k, yuuji itadori, choso kamo, suguru geto, ladybird, aaron hotchner, penelope garcia, daryl dixon, joan of arc, sister agatha, maren yearly, simon riley, konig

[mayaswiterblog]

Confectionery Factory

Written for the art contest on 22 August 2024.

Honey loaded Caramel coated Appels of all kinds They shine like a treasure Tasty like any kind of pleasure

Pastries of all sorts Puffy, fluffy and even more Dream-stuffed clouds of joy One bite makes your heart soar Mind fizzed and which courts

Candies like beads of any colour Like Christmas light on a tree None of these treats can discolour The mood and spirit of thee Little sparkly starts that you can eat

Full of glamour Tastes like clamour One or many floors Opens many doors To flavour and forms Of cake combinations

Crunchy, chunky and even melty Smooth or gooey, sticky to the teeth The countless chemical reactions made Confectionery woven into the wreath And minds and hearts have been swayed

Chocolates, creams and cookies Biscuits, shortbreads and scones Jams, jellies and other sugar goodies Cocoa drinks, castles and ice cream cones Muffins, waffles and pancakes alone Add some syrup and you will feel at home

The fresh and sweet strawberry taste Black- and blueberries make their haste Which flavour will beat the rest? With lemon zest and banana scent All those lovely smells descent

Ice creams melt On tongues that felt The efforts and passion The talent of any fashion Of the artists of the sweet

Puddings - thick or loose Soft, spongy or very smooth Chocolate fountains or other devices The texture and feeling that soothe Liquid sweets for food and other use

Hard candy and gentle fudge Salmiakki and fruity juices Gummy bears and nut brittles Chocolate bars and Eastern eggs Rice crackers and mochi balls

Cheesecakes and lollipops Popsicles and sponge cakes Churros, flans and mousses Macarons, sorbets and rolled cakes Dessert soups and sauces alike

Swirls, nuts and delicious whipped creams Baked treats and chilled goods Any shape and form of decorations Ingredients found in the woods And the best sweets are made by the best teams

[mitsua]

Ice cream from the human Word with Diavolo

Warnings: none Genre: fluff

Series: Obey me! SWD? Words' count: 1.12k

MC's . . . GN!

"Are you sure you want ice cream from the human world? I think the equal in here is way more delicious..."

You told Diavolo, who had invited you to have a chat at the castle and both were currently at the garden enjoying some tea with Barbatos on the rest day of both of you.

"Haha, that may be true, but I've been craving for one decades ago, but, not only the ice cream but the full experience of buying one."

"Hm? How's that? you can have anyone here get you one at any moment of the day." You asked oblivious at his wish.

"Well, yes, but I'd like to actually get to see how they serve it or the different flavors they may have on display at their shops, here I only get to ask for the not-so-long list of flavors I know and only interact with my servants, not with the demons who actually prepare them..."

"How about you go with me to the human world this afternoon then?" you said with the most pure intentions and trying to picture Diavolo infront of an ice cream truck actually asking for an ice cream.

Barbatos looked expectantly over his master with a smile.

Diavolo's face lit up fastly and immediately agreed.

"Sooo, which flavor do you want my lord?" you said jokingly at his amused face while admiring the deliciously and creamy-looking desserts being displayed in front of him. The only barrier being a glass from the structure of the freezer.

"They all seem pretty good to be honest... I think I'll go with the strawberry one!"

"Nice choice, do you want it to be served in a cup or in a cone?"

"Ah... a cone could be fine."

"But be careful not to let it melt on you ok? we can't have Barbatos worrying about cleaning your suit when we are back."

He laughs, "yes, I'll be careful."

Just when the worker finished serving the second ball of the pastel pink desert they asked if he wanted any toppings on it as well, leading them with the view to look at the other side of the glass were chocolate chips, m&m's, colored sparks, gummy bears, cookie pieces—"there are so many options here too!"

"And don't forget about the hot liquid chocolate that freezes as it touches the ice cream!" You said excited about the thought of covering your ice cream with it as you always thought even if it had a logical and scientific explanation to that event, couldn't help but be fascinated by the speed it happened with.

Seeing you fascinated by only mentioning it made him curious and decided to give it a try.

The employee proceeded to grab a spoonful of the topping and poured it on the ice cream, it quickly turned a darker tone implying it's freezing right away. Diavolo indeed was elated by watching it but he was even more by looking at you watching the magic happen.

After getting both your ice creams you asked him if he wanted to eat it somewhere still on earth or if he wanted to return to the Devildom. To which he responded he wanted to stay longer.

The only place available seemed to be a wood bench by the sorroundings of the park next to the ice cream truck.

You happily started eating your ice cream and once in a while glanced up to look at Diavolo. In one of the times you did so, he was already looking at you and back to your ice cream, so you asked;

"Do you want to try it?"

Sorry I didn't mean to stare..." He laughed it off closing his eyes to do not make you uncomfortable with his desire.

"It's fine, you can have some!" You insisted, moving your hand with the ice cream closer to his, knowing he did wanted to taste it.

He smiled at you, thanking you as he went to take a bite out of your favorite combination of flavours.

"It's delicious! what did you choose?" As you were about to tell him, a butterfly caught your attention and it seemed like you caught theirs as well as it approached you and finally landed in your nose, its wings stopping the movement making it easier to observe it closer, being able to observe the texture and the vibrant colors of it.

Diavolo watched beyond impressed, seeing as you stopped your talking when the creature arrived, he thought you wether had no problem with it being on your face or maybe froze out of fear... no, when he saw the corners of your lips turning upwards he knew you were okay with it, so he calmed down and enjoyed the moment too.

"It looks so beautiful on you." He whispered, afraid his normal voice would scare the insect off. Your smile grew wider, the ice creams long forgotten as you tried not to move.

Only until you felt a drop of the substance reach your hand did you notice Diavolo's was melting and had already stained his coat.

'What were you going to tell to Barbatos?' was your first thought as you shifted making the butterfly fly off of you but still decided to keep circling around the two of you.

Diavolo backed off a bit as well seeing now a worried semblance in your face. 'What's wrong? Has he not noticed yet?'

"Your coat... let me go for some napkins so at least it won't be too bad-"you were about to stand up with your ice cream on hand until his hand wrapped around your wrist. "It's fine, don't worry about that now." He reassured and told you to sit down again.

With that, you spent there the evening 'til the moon had shown as it always did back in the Devildom, calling for Barbatos to assist you.

The next day, at the door of the House of Lamentation after classes, you were left alone by the brothers being busy; you heard the doorbell and went to open the door expecting to be one of them, only to be surprised by Barbatos.

"Good afternoon, I'm sorry if my visit was unexpected, you see, the young master couldn't wait to deliver this to you," he took out a little box adorned with orange paper and a cute gift bow, "but I couldn't have him being distracted in his work so I offered to do it myself," he continued.

You were on blank by his words, but quickly recovered and thanked him and Diavolo as well, happily you entered to the house again and opened the present.

There it was a little pin hair butterfly-shaped, the same color as the butterfly that landed on you the day before.

All writings' rights reserved © 2023 Mitsua. (Credit to the respective owners of the pictures and tagged anime character.) ⌇ my navigation!

[pebblysand]

idk if i should make this a weekly instalment cause every time, i feel like this is too funny not to share. so, here are the things i googled while writing castles this weekend 😅:

"ragged skin"

Kylian Mbappé

can you have sex while pregnant [i feel the need to state for the record that i know the answer to this, i was just looking for some of those dumb reddit posts where men are like "but surely, my massive penis is too big!" to see how they were phrased 🤣]

[the above didn't yield anything i could use, so:] can my penis reach the cervix?

green desk lamps

london (google maps)

north sea beach england

cozy up to meaning

can you have ice cream when pregnant [i thought so but wanted to be sure cause it occurred to me there's milk in it]

classic ice cream flavours uk

video of newborn baby

peaky blinders quote babies make ["everything okay. babies stop everything." - 4x01, lizzie says it.]

warnings feux voiture en anglais ("hazard lights," you're welcome)

watergate scandal

symptom internal bleeding

british word for stroller [i actually was looking for the word "pram" but "buggy" wasn't yielding anything in my thesaurus so i thought maybe if i asked for this, it would come up (it did)]

average weight baby uk

lbs meaning

gas & air machine labour (google images)

i think i am done with chapter 20. i have shared the draft with some #trustedindividuals to confirm. as i said in my last update, i would like to write (maybe not fully but at least have a good headstart) chapter 21 before posting this one, because i'm not 100% of where i want to split both chapters, so i need to see how long 21 is. but yay, progress!

[cauliflowertree]

paradise found—george weasley.

summary: your ice cream falls :(

word count: will add later. it’s short tho.

fanfic no. 051

“alright, i promised you ice cream. what flavour would you like?” george asked as you left the three broomsticks.

“anything but plain chocolate,” you said, a smile upon your face as he walked a few paces ahead of you.

he nodded, speeding up towards the sweet shop. you sat down on a nearby bench and waited for him to return. it was so busy in hogsmeade this summer—shops were brimming with students and tourists—you could barely stand to be inside anywhere with the hot weather and crowds of people stuffed inside shops that were too small to manage them.

instead, you waited in the calm sunlight beaming down on the little town you’d decided to spend the day in. leaning back, you tilted your head to the sky and closed your eyes, soaking in each golden ray.

“got you strawberry!” shouted george a little distance away.

“lovely. what did you get?” you asked.

“pistachio,” he grinned.

“also lovely,” you smiled.

george handed you your strawberry ice cream in a little cone, and then the two of you began to stroll down the busy streets. everyone seemed as if they had somewhere to go, dashing to a fro without a care for those they might bump into. it was at the fault of one of these careless passersby that your ice cream ended up squished into the floor, with only the cone remaining in your hand.

you looked down at the solemn sight, your grip loosening on the cone, and then looked to george. he was still angrily eyeing the man who’d caused this upset, and when he turned back to you he tried to laugh it off. as did you.

“i’m going to cry,” you said in between a little laugh, half meaning it and half not.

“oh,” said george, bringing you into his chest and kissing the top of your head. “don’t cry, sunshine. you can have mine.”

he held out his half eaten pistachio ice cream with a grin, but you couldn’t possibly take it from him. “no, i don’t want you to lose your ice cream too.”

“i don’t mind, love,” he shrugged.

you thought a moment. tentatively stretching your fingers out, you took the cone from him, taking a lick before holding it up to george.

“go on, we’re sharing.”

he chuckled lightly, “alright.”

you continued this way until the ice cream had been consumed, though george had insisted you alone eat the cone, before reaching the end of the village where you would continue a slow walk to the castle, hand in hand like always.

🏷 @imabee-oralizard @finns-arm-is-mint @inkluvs @basicallyjustmuggleremuslupin @corp0real @lee-says-things @flesh--amnesiac

[laiqualaurelote]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love ❤

1. World Enough And Time (MFMM/Doctor Who, Phrack, 51k)

This will always be my favourite of my fics. It's the Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries/Doctor Who crossover where Phryne is a Time Lady, Dot is from the past, Mac is from the future and Jack is just trying to work out what is happening. It's an AU that contains eight other AUs (including a Regency AU, a Mad Max Fury Road AU and a fake-marriage-with-aliens AU) and it represented an enormous milestone for me in my writing.

2. all the men and women merely players (Ted Lasso, Ted/Trent, Roy/Keeley/Jamie, 50k)

The Ted Lasso Station Eleven post-apocalyptic AU in which, in the wake of a devastating global pandemic, American comedy actor Ted Lasso leads a Shakespearean theatre troupe across the ruins of England. It combines my love of Ted Lasso, Station Eleven, Shakespeare and theatre, and it's probably the fic I've worked hardest on.

3. I Live And Lie For You (Good Omens/James Bond, Bond/Q, Aziraphale/Crowley, Adam/Eve, 13k)

The fic in which Wensleydale grows up to be Q. Features avocados, cats named after mathematicians, car chases in the Bentley, questionable ice-cream flavours, far too many spies at St James' Park, the Antichrist in his fuckboi era and tardigrades. I don't even like James Bond but I loved writing this.

4. The Legend Continues (Rivers of London, Michael Cheung/Sahra Guleed, 8.5k)

A closer, canon-compliant look at how a hijabi cop might have inadvertently apprenticed herself to the legendary swordsman of London's Chinatown and then started dating him. I always wanted to write an wuxia in English! Features my holy trinity of subtle Asian traits: bubble tea, passive-aggressive aunties and an original character clearly based on Michelle Yeoh. Fun fact: this fic was named after an actual Chinatown restaurant called Leong's Legend Continues, a spinoff of Leong's Legend (ironically Leong's Legend is still around but the Legend Continues has since, well, failed to continue).

5. Best Revenge Is Your Paper (Daredevil/The Punisher, Frank Castle/Karen Page, 15.5k)

In which Karen Page gets a bunch of bylines, pisses off a lot of people, tries not to fall in love with her newsmaker and fails. Kastle was the ship that brought me back to fandom after a five-year hiatus, and Karen remains one of my favourite fictional reporters of all time (the others are Trent Crimm, of course, and Hildy Johnson from His Girl Friday). It's been another five years since this fic and oh, I've had such a time.

Thank you for this ask!

[sunsetzer]

As I was drinking coffee this morning I started thinking about what the returners' drink preferences were and this came out of my head (under a cut because it's a bit long):

Terra is very sweet so I imagine she likes sweet coffee drinks, something like a vanilla cappuccino. She doesn't enjoy it if it's not sweetened enough but isn't going to complain if someone brings her coffee that isn't quite to her liking.

Locke is the kind of guy to show up to a meeting 10 minutes late with starbucks (that Edgar probably paid for). What he drinks could barely qualify as coffee and is more along the lines of "very wet cake". One sip would probably send Gau into orbit.

As a guy who lives in the desert, I imagine Edgar would rather drink iced coffee than hot, with a little cream and sugar in it. Even if the party is staying in a snowy place like Narshe, he's just in the habit of liking a cold drink. I also picture him as someone who only has coffee in the morning, and enjoys iced herbal teas through the day. His favourites aren't the expensive imported teas he is gifted by noblemen and politicians looking to get on the king's good side, but rather those that are made with the leaves and petals of plants endemic to the Figaro desert-- they remind him of home. (Where do they get ice? He's probably personally responsible for the creation of the ice box in their world.)

Sabin doesn't particularly like coffee, but he loves tea. Since he doesn't live in the desert 24/7 like his brother, he drinks it hot. After a hard day's work training he relaxes with a pot of his favourite herbal tea (similarly to Edgar, his favourite is a tea from Figaro for the same reason) in a peaceful manner that would surprise anyone but his brother.

Setzer has expensive taste in coffee, and prefers dark roasts with stronger flavour. He doesn't drink it black, though; he adds a splash of liqueur or an alcoholic cream (like putting bailey's in your coffee except way more ridiculously expensive). He swears it's only for the flavour, but there are maybe some of his worse days where that's not entirely true. He also drinks several cups of the stuff in a day, because the man is perpetually tired. He's possibly built up a tolerance to caffeine at this point like one does for alcohol (which I imagine he also has a high tolerance for).

Celes says she only enjoys coffee with a splash of cream, but she actually does like the same sweet drinks as Terra occasionally. She'll never admit it to anyone but Terra.

Resident feral child Gau had a sip of coffee one (1) time and has since been banned from all caffeine. He tore through the Falcon faster than any human person should be able to run and knocked over many things, including but not limited to a very disgruntled Setzer, who taught him a new curse word in response. Gau then hopped around shouting this new word for everyone to hear. Locke thought it was hilarious.

Shadow prefers his coffee black, but isn't picky if someone offers him a drink with something added to it. He strikes me as someone who likes it almost hot enough to burn.

Strago wants to drink coffee but Relm manages to sneak decaf into his mug more often than not. The man's 71 years old, too much caffeine might send him into cardiac arrest.

Relm herself thinks coffee is gross and adults are weird for enjoying it. She sneaked a sip of Shadow's black coffee once and was turned off of the stuff forever, despite being told that there are sugary drinks that aren't as bitter.

Cyan doesn't drink coffee, but occasionally drinks tea. Specifically, he drinks a traditional calming Doman herbal tea that reminds him of peaceful nights spent with his lost family, on nights when his mind wanders to his darkest memories. If he closes his eyes in the quiet, he can almost feel as though he is back in that castle, before the kingdom fell. It doesn't make him sad, though; it's cathartic.

Mog doesn't drink much coffee or tea, but he does like hot cocoa. Relm thinks he's the only sane one because adult drinks are weird and gross.

Absolutely under no circumstances should Umaro be given coffee. The consequences are very much the same as with Gau, but with much more devastating results. A caffeinated yeti managed to storm his way into the Falcon's engine room once and proceeded to knock several things out of place, causing the airship to make a crash landing. Edgar and Setzer spent three days repairing the damage.

Nobody knows what Gogo's coffee preferences are, mostly because nobody knows what Gogo exactly is. They have revealed nothing and will continue to be an enigma.

[miko2495]

Headcanon time:

Whenever the Forgetten (who is trying to think of a name for themself) feels more upset than usual, they go over to Rose's house and stay there for the rest of the day. Rose doesn't mind and treats them to any flavour ice cream they're in a mood for along with a drink.

After that, they might play video games on a console or watch horror game playthrough with no commentary.

The first time this happened, Rose gave the Forgotten her bed while she took the couch. After that, Rose offered to make her sibling a room of their own or give them their own house. The Forgotten hasn't decided as yet as they are still getting used to the valley and they do have the Dark Castle.

In the morning, when the Forgotten is feeling better, Rose treats them to their favourite breakfast: pancakes and mocha.

(I know we can't make pancakes yet and it's a crime!)

[flem17ng]

hello ellie! here is ur headcanon(s)

you give me major tall vibes . nothing about you screams short to me. people assume you’re not very talkative but you’re loud as hell with your friends. favourite ice cream flavour is probably something like rocky road or caramel, something very sweet

okay that’s all love u lots xx

Omg stop this is so cute!! I hate to debunk the first one but i am 5’3 😔.

As for the others i think you are surprisingly very on the money!!

My headcanon for you is mostly about the fact you are irish so i’m sorry but in my head you live in a castle and pick flowers and stuff. Also i picture you really liking CDs and Vinyls and stuff. You definitely used to spend pocket money at the corner store for little lollies like sherbet lemons and stuff (i’m projecting because i did the same).