#Fake Cheese Cubes

[marypoppinswasmyfatherbitches]

[teddy-bear-naps-and-random-snaps]

[cheesemenace]

Guys I for real just spent 6 hours today working on jewelry and fake armor..

[bobafettisbbygrl]

Poor man’s char-coochie board

[bitchface24-7]

Hii! I've been scrolling through all your works and I just want to say I am ✨obsessed✨ so I saw a post where you were asking for fluff or angst request and I really really REALLY wanna see what Viktor and jayce would do if they're jealous or being protective! Like they saw reader at one of the parties and was being incredibly hit on. Would also be nice if it would be like pre-relationship! Like they're gonna confess or something, I don't really know this is my first time asking for request acckkk

(I really really want it to be jayvik x reader too pls 🙏🙏)

GREEN EYED - JAYVIK X READER

synopsis: everyone knows the three of you are together. It’s no secret either. So imagine their surprise when the three of you go to a council party and a few guests flirt with you. They're not very happy about that…

warnings: unwanted flirting, Jayce and Viktor saving you, pre-established relationship, Viktor hits/trips people with his cane, Jayce is a bodyguard, fluff, suggestiveness, Grammarly is my beta

genre: m/m/f or m/m/m

p.s. Oooh this was fun and funny to write. I'd be so flustered if they acted this way toward me. Hope y'all like it! Love ya ❤️

This party is horrendous. The food has no flavour, the alcohol isn't strong enough, and too many people are trying to flirt with you.

Viktor angrily sips on his champagne, his knuckles white at how hard he's holding the glass. Jayce's eyes are narrowed as he picks at the food he's attempting to eat.

All because some middle aged man with a heavily receding hairline is looking at you the way a lion looks at an antelope. Like your his prey.

“Whos turn is it now?” Jayce asks, eyeing the man down as he pops a cube of cheese into his mouth, “Mine.” Viktor states as he shoots back the rest of his champagne.

Jayce nods and Viktor casually walks over to where you're awkwardly standing. He completely understands why so many people are flirting with you. You have a sparkling personality and a gorgeous look. Beautiful on the inside and out.

Especially right now. You're wearing form-fitting black slacks, a billowy white shirt with an embroidered corset, showing off your waist and black loafers. Your hair is framing your face in a lovely way.

Your face is in a slight grimace as you sip champagne, leaning back away from the older man.

The man grunts in pain as Viktor whips his achilles tendon with an amazing aim, “Oh I'm so sorry,” Viktor apologizes, his tone full of fake concern, “I didn't mean to hit you, it was an accident.”

You huff lightly as your eyes glimmer at your lover, the older man looks cross. His face worsens at Viktors next words.

“I was coming over to see my partner and I accidentally stumbled. My bad.”

You hide your laugh behind your glass as the old mans face turns red in both anger and embarrassment. “You’re dating them?” He questions you, pointing incredulously at Viktor.

A hum is heard as you sip your champagne again, “I told you that five minutes ago, and you completely ignored me.”

The man sputters and essentially runs away. You and Viktor stand there in silence for a bit before the two of you laugh, and you continue to laugh as you walk back to Jayce.

Jayce's dark look has completely vanished, and he looks like a puppy now. Big smile, sparkling eyes, dimples out. If Jayce had a tail it'd be wagging a mile a minute.

“My heroes.” You croon at the two of them. A smirk on your lips as the two men fake innocence.

“I don't know what you're talking about?” Jayce says, his tone light and joking. You laugh and the two men smile at you. Ironically enough, now a woman comes up to talk to you. You groan in irritation and before the man can start talking to you, Jayce moves in front of you, the only thing you see is his deliciously broad back.

“They’re taken.”

The woman sputters, her eyes wide as her mouth opens and closes, “But—”

Jayce repeats himself, his tone firmer, darker.

“They’re taken, go away.”

The woman huffs and stomps away, her heels clacking harshly against the marble floor. Jayce sighs and falls back towards your side. Both you and Viktor smirk at the tall man. He looks confused.

“What?”

“Babe that was so sexy.” You tease.

“Got me hot under the collar.” Viktor adds, jokingly fanning himself. Jayce flushes all the way to his ears, grabbing a glass of champagne off the table and throwing it back.

“Shut up.”

The two of you laugh and Jayce's playful irritation melts away. He loves seeing the two of you laugh.

When another person comes up to talk to you the three of you groan. Jayce blocks you and Viktor again as you go to leave the party, the man doesn't read the room and goes to follow you two. Viktor subtly moves his cane a bit further out than normal and the man falls on his face.

You don't see anyone's reaction to his fall since you're already out the door, going back home.

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You sigh and try to take your corset off. You get mad at have a mini-tantrum. You're tired, you want to relax with your boys and slouch lazily on the couch. You can't do that with this corset.

You feel a large hand settle on your waist and slowly untie the laces in the back. You sigh in pleasure as the corset is loosened. It’s fitted to you perfectly, and its super comfy, but you don't have the best posture. So being forced to stand straight for a few hours has made your back sore.

You groan as you roll your shoulders, your back popping. You turn your head and kiss Jayce on the cheek.

Jayce smiles as you plop onto the couch next to Viktor, your shirt now much looser falls down your shoulder slightly. You untuck your shirt from your pants and it damn near falls down to mid-thigh. You unbutton your pants and shimmy out of them.

You're at home with your lovers, you're getting comfy goddamn it.

“What a show we're getting.” Viktor jokes as he lays a hand on your thigh, watching intently as you drop your head onto the back of the sofa. Jayce joins the two of you on the couch and kisses your bare shoulder.

“The amount of money those people at the party would pay to see you like this.”

“Theres not enough money in the world for me to leave you two.”

Viktor hums, “Is that so?” and brushes his nose against the crook of your neck, kissing, biting, and licking; leaving a dark hickey.

Jayce follows suit onto the other side.

You sigh in pleasure, “You two putting a claim on me? What? You two jealous of the people at the party?”

Jayce growls and Viktor chuckles, “Not jealous darling, possessive. We know you're ours, but it seems others don't.”

“So we’re rectifying that.” Jayce adds, nipping your jaw.

You just smile, wrapping one arm around each of them, “I’m not complaining. Rectify away!”

They both stop giving you hickies and both kiss your cheek at the same time, your face squishing together. Then the litter your face with kisses, making you giggle in elation.

Why on earth would you ever go from one of those people at the party when you have the best partners in the world?

No one could ever compare to them. No one.

You're the luckiest person in the world.

(On the other hand, Viktor and Jayce think they're the luckiest people in the world.)

Oh to be their partner in the arcane world. Why can't they exist irl 😭😭

Hope y'all enjoyed it, love ya ❤️

[sailorsoons]

On the Clock | Teaser (c.hs)

Pairing: Vernon x f. reader

Summary: Modern problems call for modern solutions, including naming a random stranger in the bookstore as your boyfriend to avoid an embarrassing encounter with your ex. The problem? The stranger is Vernon and he’s not supposed to be a stranger at all - he’s your coworker, and now everyone at the office - including your ex - thinks you’re dating. 

Word Count: TBD

Genre: Faking dating, Coworkers to Lovers, Romcom

Type: Smut, some fluff and crack

 Rating: 18+ Minors are strictly prohibited from engaging in and reading this content. It contains explicit content and any minors discovered reading or engaging with this work will be blocked immediately.

Warnings: Full fic warnings TBD but general warnings include explicit language, explicit sexual content, a little bit of a miscom trope, a hint of angst, a whole lotta stupid!

Written for the Lonely Hearts Cafe Collab by @camandemstudios

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COMING SUNDAY, FEB. 16

“Well,” Vernon (from IT) eventually says. “No harm done once you tell everyone we’re not dating.”

“Once I what?” 

“Well you’ll have to-”

“No way.”

“What?” 

“Do you know how embarrassing that would be?” 

He raises a brow. “More embarrassing than grabbing some dude in the bookstore and claiming he’s your boyfriend.” 

The air leaves your lungs and you melt into the seat, your misery showing. “I already said sorry.” 

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Just tell everyone you broke up with me.” You snort. 

“No one would believe that.” 

“Why?” 

Instead of answering him immediately, you busy yourself unraveling silverware. It’s a hard question to answer, not because you don’t know the answer but because you don’t want to tell him. Vernon (from IT) is quiet, though. Patient. 

He doesn’t press you for an answer, happy to wait you out until you’ve folded your napkin and placed it on your lap, and once again drained the rest of your water. It does nothing for your nerves as you fixate on a spot atop the table. 

“I don’t… date.” 

“You dated Minho.”

“Yeah. That’s uh… it. It’s kind of a running joke that I am undateable.”

He frowns at that. “Respectfully, I find that incredibly hard to believe.” 

“Thanks. I think.” You pick at a string in the tablecloth. “Anyway, no one would buy that I ended the first relationship I’ve had since Minho. I didn’t even end the last one and sort of clung to it in a way that was sort of embarrassing.” 

“I see.”

You’re unsure if he really does. When Minho had broken up with you, you’d attempt to make arguments to keep him around. Offered less work hours, even said you’d go to therapy to talk about your insane need for success. He hadn’t wanted any of it, and you’d eventually realized that he just… didn’t want you. 

They never did, when people realized what dating you entails. Everyone wants a woman who works hard. They like the illusion of it, the woman who gets up early in the morning and goes to workout before going to her corporate job and girl bossing all day long. They desire the woman who dresses fashionably, who wears designer tags and commands a room all day before coming home to make an effortless dinner followed by a luxurious night routine. 

And you get it. You want to be that too. But the truth is most days you wake up past your alarm and rush to the office wearing shoes that don’t match, and sometimes you come home so late and burned out from your job that you eat a handful of shredded cheese over the sink with a stick of beef jerky, only to do it all again the next day.

That wasn’t what anyone wanted. At least, not in your experience. 

“Anyway,” you clear your throat. “You’re right, or whatever. I should just tell them I lied. I’ve given worse news. Just you know - less personal.” 

For a few minutes, Vernon (from IT) is quiet. You don’t look up to meet his gaze. Instead you watch the ice cubes in your glass melt, little beads of condensation zigzagging down the curve of your glass. 

A sigh makes you look up at Vernon (from IT). “What if we dated for like a month or something?” 

“What?”

“I don’t mean really date,” he offers quickly, sensing your surprise. For some reason, that stings a little. You swallow it down past the knot forming in your throat. “It’ll get people off your back or whatever and we can just mutually end things.” 

“Really? You’d do that.” 

He shrugs a shoulder. “I guess, yeah.”

“You can break up with me,” you promise eagerly, leaning forward with the new promise of a solution to your problem. “Everyone will believe it. Just say I work too much and I’m too obsessed with my career.” 

An uneasy gaze flickers in Vernon (from IT)’s eyes. “It can be mutual,” he says firmly. “That way it ends nicely.”

“Fine. Everyone will think one thing anyway, you’ll get out without a scratch, trust me. Are you sure you’re willing to do this? I can… suck it up and tell everyone I made it up.”

“Do you really want to?” 

“No,” you admit.

“Then it’s settled.” He shrugs, heaving a heavy sigh. “I’ll give you a month and then we can mutually end things.” 

Sticking your hand over the table, you offer it for Vernon (from IT) to shake. His mouth twitches a little as he smiles, leaning forward to take your hand. His is warm and softer than you imagined, enveloping yours firmly as he shakes. 

“Deal,” you smile, feeling a glimmer of hope. 

Just like that, Vernon (from IT) becomes Vernon (your boyfriend). 

Sort of.

[jkl-fff]

The monster we all made in Silly Game Time

must necessarily have two forms: their humanish disguise (one that can pass for human at a glance) for when they must pass among humankind … and their true form.

When they don their humanish disguise (to hunt or to seek companionship or to get a cold drink out of the fridge—though they almost never refill the ice cube tray when they do, like the monster they are), a sense of unease still surrounds them that has nothing to do with their uncanny appearance. Perhaps we instinctively sense that they aren’t human? Perhaps we remember reading about that one time they cut down the trees in Danny DeVito’s yard so fast no one could stop them, and for no other reason than they wanted to annoy DeVito specifically (like a jerk)? Usually, though, we’re either too preoccupied with our own affairs to care all that much. Or we write it off as eccentricity that’s harmless enough, but still seems off-putting; their hair is an unnatural purple and styled in uneven spikes (like a punk rocker or an anime character), for example, and they always wear a dumb cape like from a Count Dracula costume, they’ll howl at the moon in an almost ironic way, and they can do that tongue trick like the singers of KISS that makes it seem way too long and way too prehensile (it’s forked, though, so it must be a fake extension … right?).

If you take more than a glance, though, you might notice the way their skin is stitched together and mismatched in places. Look closer, and you’ll see the stitches tend to secrete a slime that bears an unpleasant resemblance to Velveeta “cheese”. Yuck. Maybe you might notice that they don’t cast a reflection in mirrors and can’t be captured by cameras. Or maybe you’ll notice that one of their eyes is larger than the other and has a yellowish glint to it (the other has a reddish glint), and both have pupils that look a bit too slitted; see them at night, and you might notice that their eyes seem to glow in the dark.

Most likely, though, you won’t see their eyes at night. In fact, you most likely won’t see anything of them at all at night (until it’s too late), save for a gleam of teeth. Because they can hide everything else of their appearance in shadows—everything but the gleam of their teeth for some reason, unless they choose to let that remain visible as a kind of joke. And those teeth, when you look close at them (if you have time enough to look close at them) are always too numerous, too big, too sharp, too rowed like a shark’s teeth. Or like the more feral depictions of vampires (the ones that are more beast than Bela Lugosi). Which is appropriate, since, like nearly all monsters, they have an incredible appetite for human blood.

Their true form might almost be considered majestic in an ineffable, eldritch horror sort of way. They are big, of course—huge, mammoth, colossal—stretching longer than a city bus from head to the tip of their spiked, foxy tail. They stand on an uncountable number of short legs that all end on big, velvety paws as large as a siberian tiger’s (and just as silent). From their sides (their countless shoulders?) sprout an asymmetrical distribution of limbs with asymmetrical sizing. Some are like humanoid arms (the foremost ones are these, with the left one being massive but clumsy and the right one being puny but very deft), some are like tentacles, some are like wings, and one might be an actual snake that got itself absorbed into their mass. The arms end in long claws, the tentacles end in pincers and scissors, and the wings resemble those of bats (with claws at the joint) or ravens or albatrosses (they shouldn’t be able to fly, and yet they can).

They’re covered in fur the same color as their humanish disguise’s spiky hair. Except for patches of rotting flesh where muscle, bone, viscera, cogs, gears, and internal combustion engines are exposed (yet still somehow function, occasionally bleeding the black ichor like evaporative oil they have instead of traditional blood) or where unearthly mushrooms sprout. And except for along their back, of course, where the skin grows scaly and plates (like a stegosaurus or Godzilla) jut out of their spine. Speaking of their hair, it corresponds nicely to their true form’s horns: on the top of their head at the end of their long neck, their horns are long and stiped and swirling, one set like a ram, three sets like from different antelopes, and one single horn like a unicorn.

You might easily miss their bat-like ears among the horns, save that they swivel constantly to-and-fro tracking what they hear. You won’t miss their teeth, though; those carry over to their true form, even if their mouth tends to change its location on their face, slithering like a snake between their too many eyes (big yellow ones and small red ones scattered around their face). And, almost glorious, above their head floats an interlocking of many-eyed halos like some sort of angel during one of Heaven’s many drag competitions (the drag they got up there is wild, since they’ve got so many more and wild genders than here on Earth).

This has led some scholars to theorize that the monster (that we just made up yet has also always existed) actually *is* an angel. Specifically one of the Gray Angels who remained neutral instead of siding with God or Lucifer, possibly one overseeing fungi and decomposition. This would explain why they do neither good (apart from maybe making sure fungi continue) nor evil (apart from killing some humans and drinking their blood, but there are over 8 billion of us, so it’s not really that big of a deal when you think about it), and are willing to exploit and disregard the safety of mortals to perform their own tasks. Some say this means they represent the worst of humanity (egotism), some say they’re still objectively more decent than their creator (God, who is indisputably the biggest criminal in this universe’s history). Some say they can be viewed as an allegory for being trans, but since *all monsters ever* can be viewed as an allegory for being trans (one of the many reasons monsters are awesome), that’s a bit like saying the sky is blue. Everyone agrees, however, that it’s pretty cool they can spit acid and breathe fire, and everyone is right on that point.

The final question we might ask is: How can we protect ourselves from our monster? There isn’t anything we can do to harm them, however they do seem to be averse to complex geometry (mobius strips and tesseracts and the like) (it doesn’t hurt them, they just seem to find them too tacky to be tolerated). So maybe wear a pendant with one of those on them. Can’t hurt. Probably can’t help, but can’t hurt, either.

Thanks for playing!

[ieatedyourcrayons]

Princess!Reader x Knight

(random tags for reach, sorry!)

synopsis: Princess Y/n attends a family friend’s royal ball. While taking a breather in the garden, y/n meets one of their knights and gets to chatting, eventually slipping away and wandering the castle with him

The royal hall roared with music, chatter, and laughter. The faint sound of glasses clashing and forks scraping could be heard to the attentive ear.

The man on the piano played gracefully, his fingers dancing with every note and flowing beautifully with the orchestra. The pianist face showed pure bliss and adoration for his music, as did Y/n's.

She was soaking in the beautiful music and atmosphere. loving the vibe she never gets tired of. Her family, the Bauer's, were invited to the Meyers annual ball. Both families were friends and have a long history. They attend each others balls and formals every year, their children practically grew up together.

Both families were chatting and discussing plans for their kingdoms, children, vacations, etc. Y/n didn't pay much mind to the chatter and focused her attention onto the music.

"Miss. Y/n here, is still looking for her a love, yes?"- Mrs. Belle asks your mother.

"Well of course, we aren't pressuring her though." Your mother responds, hoping Mrs. Belle doesn't continue pushing her son onto your roster.

The mention of your name caught your attention and you focused into the conversation. Mrs. Belle, like your mother had expected, brought up her son Kacey.

"Well, you do know that Kacey is a good boy, he is my son after all." Mrs. Belle teases with a laugh. Your mother laughs it off as well, not wanting it to continue, but not wanting to be rude either. "Oh yes, we love Kacey, how could we not?" Your mother responds.

You laughed along with them. "Yeah, Kacey is great, he's like a brother to me!" you add. The brother comment hit Mrs. Belle like a brick. She doesn't know why you stomp the romance before it can bloom. She mainly wants your beautiful genetics and family name, but she won't admit that part, especially not to your mother...

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You managed to get away from the group to go snag a few snacks and cheese cubes from the charcuterie table. As you reached for another toothpick, Kacey grabs it before you.

"Umm... Ma'am, what do you think this is? Charity?" He jokes with a sassy tone.

"Oh shut up and give me that." You laugh back while taking it from him. He puts on a fake shock and bring his hand to his chest. You guys have always had this sort of bond, constantly teasing each other since birth.

"So, you like my party?" He ask, back to his normal voice, while picking some grapes.

You turn and look at all the well dressed people dancing and chatting, then direct your eyes back to Kacey. "Nah." You shrug, trying not to grin but failing to as a huge smile breaks your face.

Kacey grins back, "Wow, you must really think you're funny." He teases. You two exchange banter and conversation for a little longer before his dad drags him off to meet a girl his mother found. Kacey hates this, he always has. If he wanted a girlfriend, he'd go get one. Kacey reluctantly follows his dad after telling you bye.

You watch as Kacey uncomfortably interacts with the girl to please his mother, the poor girl didn't even seem interested in Kacey, almost looking mad that Mrs. Belle convinced her to do this. Kacey is far from ugly, wavy shoulder length black hair with a strong face and green eyes, always well dressed and mannered in these situations.

You looked away from your friend's struggle, to not embarrass him any more then he already is. You walk away from the snack table to the nearest exit, your heels clicking with every step. Kacey eyed you as you left, wishing you'd come save him and confused to where you're leaving to.

You stepped out the back door without being stopped or called. The outside garden was beautiful and spayed out farther than you could see. Beautiful trees, bushes, and flowers placed in such an intricate way.

You followed a stone path that led you to another clearing in the yard, but as you got closer, the sound of water got louder. In the clearing stood a beautiful fountain. Towards the back were walls and windows of the castle, a few vines and flowers ran along the walls.

The moonlight lit up the clearing almost perfectly. You walked over to the fountain and took a seat on the edge, facing the yard. The music from inside could faintly be heard.

"Oh, hello there." A velvety german accent calls out, startling you. You turn and face the voice and you're met with the most handsome face you've seen in a while.

He stands tall, 6'4'' ish, with short, curly, black hair. He stands in full knight armor, minus his helmet. He has a straight nose with the slightest bump, perfect teeth, hazel eyes, finished with a set and defined jaw line. You stare at him, taking in all his features.

"Hi, sorry am I not supposed to be here?" You quickly question after zoning back in, scared that you're intruding on anything you shouldn't be. "Oh no, no. I assure you're not. May I sit?" He responds while pointing next to you.

"Yeah go ahead." you respond with relief. "Are you one of their knights?" You add. "Yes, I am, you're from the Bauer's right?" He responds with a grin.

Confusion hits your brain and it shows on your face. "Yes... How'd you know that?" You question with nervous laughter. "I've seen you around here, you may not have seen me, but that's kinda the point with the whole knight thing" He laughs.

"OH" You laugh back. "I didn't think of that." You add. He laughs along with you, studying all your features.

"Yeah, don't worry Y/N, I know you" He says teasing you.

"Oh well then, what's your name sir?" You respond with fake sass.

"My apologies to such royalty, it's Mark." He responds with joking sadness, with a hand over his heart. You both laugh at the silliness.

“Ever seen the castle? like other than the ball room and a few other rooms?” He adds while looking at one of the outer walls.

“Only a few rooms, I try not to be nosey.” You respond while staring at the flower bush, watching as the wind sways the delicate petals.

“Wanna be nosey?” He asks with a grin, tilting his head to face you. You mimic his gaze and think on what he asked. “Why not, as long as you don’t get me in trouble.” You say with a smile.

“I would never” He teases as he stands up, taking your hand. The unexpected touch sends shivers up your arm.

He leads you guys to another back entrance of the castle, slowly opens the door, and leads you guys in. The hall you enter is beautiful and has tall walls. The walls have small indents in them, creating a mantel that holds a intricate candle holders and decorations.

You follow behind him as he leads you through the hallway. After a few twist and turns, you find yourself in a small circular room that has a stone, spiral, staircase in it.

"you expect me to walk these stairs... with this dress and heels?" You laugh out with nervousness while pointing at the stair case.

He looks at you with a mischievous grin, "Oh I'm sorry pretty lady." He responds before scooping you up into his arms bridal style.

Your face goes red at the unexpected gesture but the cool metal of his armor on you arm sends chills down your body. Mark looks down at your red face, taking in your beautiful features, the eye contact makes you nervous and you quickly look away.

Mark softly laughs at you and begins taking the steps. Once at the top of the stairs, Mark sets you back down on your feet , leaving his hand on you hip for a few seconds, lingering on your soft dress.

The room in front of you was beautiful, the walls were a royal blue with intricate gold foil patterns across the blue. the room was curved and the ceiling was high and ended in a point. A small chandelier hung in the center. There was a big, open, window that looked over the castles pond.

Your heels clicked on the tile floor as you walked to the window, Mark behind you. You jaw slacked as you looked out at the view. the sound of the fountain was distant and the cool wind hit your face, blowing your hair back.

"Your castle doesn't have this?" Mark teased while placing his hand onto your lower back.

"No, It does not, this is so pretty." You say in awe. Your castle is surrounded by beautiful trees and foliage. You see deer and small bears on a daily, never beautiful ponds with swans and fish.

Mark pushes your hair behind your ear, "I wouldn't want your mother to get worried that someone stole you." He says quietly to you.

"yeah... let's go back, I fear it may be time for me to go soon." You respond sadly, while looking back at him, not wanting this feeling to end.

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You were right, it was time to go. You said your goodbyes and thanks to Kacey's family as you left the main entrance of the castle. Each step down the small stairs made you sad, knowing you were leaving Mark.

A few knights stood outside the castle, guarding of course. You couldn’t figure out which one was Mark.

"Gosh!, about time you get out of my castle!" Kacey fake groans once he spots you outside the castle. The sudden interaction snapped you back into realty.

"Yeah well, your party sucked, I'm never coming back." You respond with the same joking attitude. Both of you burst out in laughter and hug each other goodbye.

"so, how'd it go with that girl?" You tease, knowing he hated it and probably didn't talk to her long.

"Umm... no, just no. She's sweet and pretty but did not like me, which is fine because I didn't like her either." He laughs, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"Oh yeah, I could tell. very obvious." You tease. "Make sure to actuality write me back, Left me with no trace of you for a few months." You say with fake sternness

"I'll think about it" He responds with fake sass and an eye roll. Kacey walks you to your carriage and chats with your parents for a little bit before a knight walks over to your carriage to shut the door and secure the lock.

You and the knight make eye contact, it's Mark , He sends you a wink before walking away. The wink sends a rush down your spine. The carriage moving startles you back to reality.

"So Miss Y/N, whose the boy?" Your father ask you.

[dark-frosted-heart]

Ikevil Chara Cafe collab menu

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Drink Menu

🦊 Harrison Gray - I wonder if you can see through my lies...Melon soda? Fake drink? Allergen: Dairy

Cider

Emerald pineapple syrup

Whipped cream

Gummy

🐈 Liam Evans - How about taking a break with me? Strawberry tea for your hard work

Strawberry tea

Sugar cubes

🔫 Roger Barel - Research with me all night? Or...? Caffeine set Allergen: Dairy

Latte

Chocolate truffles

⚔ Ring Schwarz - I thought you'd like a drink. ~Gentle orange tea~ Allergen: Egg, dairy

Orange tea

Orange slice

Mint

Pastry

Food Menu

⛓ Ellis Twilight - Hey, would eating this make you happy? Croissant sandwich Allergen: Egg, dairy, wheat

Croissant (ham, lettuce, egg salad, cucumber)

Mixed salad

Boiled egg

Lemon dressing

Yogurt

Blueberry sauce

🛡 Nica Schwarz - Girls like this stuff, right? Pesto pasta Allergen: wheat, dairy

Pasta

Pesto sauce

Cherry tomato

Mushroom

Cured ham

Basil

🪞 Alfons Sylvatica - I'd like to please your body. A hodgepodge of a healthy salad. ~Garnished with Alfons' dressing~ Allergen: Dairy, egg

Spring mix

Kale

Cherry tomato

Radicchio

Grilled chicken

Shredded carrot

Chick pea

Raisin

Caesar dressing

Food coloring (blue)

⌛ Jude Jazza - Requesting some damn thing that takes time. Something Jude made for a hungry Ellis. Allergen: Dairy, wheat

Stew

Carrot

Onion

Broccoli

Chicken

Baguette

Dessert Menu

💟 William Rex - I put evil (love) into it for you. Chocolate fondant Allergen: Wheat, egg, dairy

Chocolate fondant

Vanilla ice cream

Strawberry

Blueberry

Raspberry sauce

Powdered sugar

Chervil

💀 Victor - What sweets would you like today? Greedy robin's sweets/dessert set Allergen: Milk, egg, wheat

No-bake cheesecake

Whipped cream

Blueberry

Chervil

Scone

Chocolate truffle

👼 Darius Vogel - I'm full, so you can have it. Cruel angel's charitable waffle plate Allergen: Wheat, egg, milk

Waffle

Vanilla ice cream

Powdered sugar

Maple syrup

Mixed berries

Slice almond

Chervil

Strawberry sauce

🍎 Elbert Greetia - I want to trap you too...Dome parfait with beautiful things Allergen: Wheat, egg, milk, walnut

Brownie

Blue whipped cream

Whipped cream

Food coloring (blue)

Milk

Chiffon cake (black tea)

Cocoa biscuit

Marshmallow

Chervil

Dried lemon

Silver dragée

Special Dessert Set - Come, let's have the finest afternoon with you. Special dessert set Allergen: Wheat, walnut, egg, milk

Roll cake (Kyoho grape, chocolate)

Brownie

Macaron (Raspberry, vanilla)

Whipped cream

Cracker

Cured ham

Camembert cheese

Quiche

Olive

Mint

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Soda

Strawberry syrup

Mixed berries

Edible gold

[kinley-cafe]

Kinley Café Current Menu

The menu may change based on the season or special holiday. Text version with full menu and item descriptions can be found below the cut

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Drinks

🔥 "You Still Owe Me that Beer" Float  A deliciously tart and creamy root beer float made with quality craft beer and decadent French vanilla ice cream. This delightful treat comes with one turnout straw and one flight suit straw. 🔥 Fake Mouth Static Sparkling Tea  Extra fizzy kshhh butterfly tea ksshhh with honey, berries ksshhh and a helicopter ice cube 🔥 Cat 5 hurricane Cappuccino A rich and creamy cappuccino in a (possibly stolen) LAFD Helicopter themed mug.  🔥 “I took a guess” Mystery Coffee  Not like that. It’s definitely not what you want, but Buck tried his best and that’s all that matters. It's a random coffee with undisclosed, completely random ingredients, served in a green to-go coffee cup wrapped in a cardboard coffee cup sleeve, decorated all over with brown hearts and flames. 🔥“That Fire Was A Beast” thirst quencher  Hydrating strawberry dragon fruit, topped with whipped cream and soot colored chocolate drizzle. Served in a fire hydrant cup.

🔥 “You’re a vision” Birthday Cake Hot Chocolate A flirty and festive Belgian hot chocolate served in a red and blue cup, topped with a cloud of confetti whipped cream.

🔥 Buck’s Cozy Cup of Tea A nice, hot cup of black tea with lemon and honey. Each cup is wrapped securely with an (un)official LAFD crocheted cozy.

🔥 Harbor Station Pumpkin Spice Latte A mix of delicious traditional fall spices, topped with whipped cream and cinnamon. It’s served in a special Air Ops Winged Cup with a golden pumpkin stirrer.

🔥 Saturday Sparkling Cider A warm malted cider, with all the Saturday Night craft flavor, and none of the alcohol. Served at room temperature so it’s not too hot, and not too cold. It’s just what you’re ready for.

Desserts

🔥 118 Cream Donut Bavarian Cream Donuts with fire engine red strawberry frosting and ember sprinkles.

🔥 Flying Lessons Fudge Bon Bons Delicious fudge-filled bon bons molded with a headset and wrapped in a pilot jumpsuit colored wrapper.

🔥 Are We Still Talking About Cake? Layered Vanilla cake with Strawberries, buttercream icing and a candy LAFD logo. Go ahead and take it to your table. So you can eat it.

🔥 Open Channel Chocolate Muffin Chocolate muffins topped with cream cheese frosting and chocie talkies (chocolate walkie talkie shaped chips) 🔥“I’m An Ally” Cookie Bar Delicious copycat Italian cookie bars with bisexual flag layers. Made for any ally, or…more than an ally.

🔥 Date Night Cookie Pizza A delicious skillet cookie pizza topped with ice cream strawberries and. A perfect treat for your (hopefully) uninterrupted first date.

🔥 “Be With Your Man” Brown Sugar Mug Cake This warm and delicious brown sugar mug cake captures the ambiance of Buck and Tommy’s cozy dinner at home. The patterns on the cup are inspired by items from Buck’s dinner table.

🔥 Adorable Apple Pie Super sweet mini apple pies baked by Tommy as an ode to Buck and just how adorable he is. Each one is baked in a turnout tin and brushed with strawberry jam to resemble Buck’s birthmark.

🔥 Firefighter’s Flaming Candy Apple A sweet, sugar candy coated California grown Gala apple, decorated with a blazing flame.

Buck’s Happy Hour

🔥“I am free” This eye opener cocktail is a refreshing and invigorating beverage that features rich coffee with deep, malty notes of stout that lingers in your mouth, much like the sweet taste of a first kiss. It combines vodka, cold-brew coffee, coffee liqueur, stout beer, and a sweet brown-sugar syrup. Garnished with heart shaped mint.

🔥The 24 Hour Shift A highly caffeinated, creamy cocktail with sweet and smooth flavors, made to keep you going for hours. This cocktail is blended with nitro brew, bourbon, brown sugar, and half and half, topped with whipped cream and a cinnamon stick. 🔥Intermittent Showers This cocktail is excitement in a glass. A rush of sweet, smooth and fizz, made with cold-brew coffee, club soda, berry infused rum, simple syrup, topped with silver storm cloud whipped topping and a mini chocolate helicopter.

🔥The “Tommy, Actually” Made with craft beer and espresso to combine strong, bold coffee with the rich flavors of beer, featuring the unexpected sweetness of the heavy cream, coffee liqueur, and whipped topping. Topped with whipped cream and Edible gold Air Ops Pilot Wings.

Anytime Menu

🔥 The Q Word Have you been jinxed? Order one of these special to-go combos to help you get through the chaos ahead.

🔥 “Badass Coffee Mug” Ready to go up? Order this combo whenever you’re in the mood  for a Harbor Station tour from a hot pilot to put a smile on your face.

🔥 “I Need Mo Joe” Looking for a little comfort? Maybe a certain adorable  firefighter can whip up a firehouse family combo for you

Call Dispatch (send an ask) anytime you’re looking for a little pick-me-up and put in an order for one of these combos. 

[ming-yourworkisamazing]

#spoileralert!

Just rereaded chapter 248 of World Trigger again because there was no update this month and I came to a new realization about Osamu.

It was Hyuse's "...Osamu and his ilk are almost too unique" and Mikumo's "Think up a bunch of cheese tactcs to annoy the enemy into submission!" when they were explaining why Rokurō could be a good instructor in the future.

In the last time I only focused on the Rokurō's strength, Hyuse's explanation because I have been wondering that question too! But this time this sentence hit me hard as I realized Osamu has come a long way to this day. And the captain of number #2 B-rank squad is not just an ordinary person.

From the start of the anime, Mikumo was sort of an annoying character who was weak with a hero complex. If it were Kuga, who had the strength, wanted to save people, it might be a more lovable character design. But in an action series, being weak CAN BE considered as A CRIME. It's not hard to find those old comments about how frustrated they felt when watching Osamu.

My point is, my first impression of Osamu is only slightly better than those comments, but that because I was recommended strongly by my friend and not because I thought Osamu would have one of the best development. I actually quite like Osamu at the beginning too, because I'm weak for hero-type character.

But now thinking back, Osamu is a weird one at the beginning. He didn't save people because he thought they need saving, but more because he thought that something he should do. Other than that, he seems like all the typical hero characters with his selflessness and humble nature.

But in the Aftokrator Arcs? That's when I knew I was wrong about my assumptions. Apart from how crazy his action was, y'know risking his life to protect a FAKE cube, to achieve his goal of saving Chika. This is another worm I would love to dwell in on another post. I was shell-shocked to know Osamu had tried to break in the Border with pliers because he didn't satisfy with hia result. FOR WHAT? What are you even gonna do? Negotiating with the higher-ups?

There are actually many theories about what Osamu did, because as we all know, he DID become a member. But that's aside, I had the secondhand embarrassment when I watched what he did on the press conference. All of this is NOT what I expected about Osamu!!! It's exactly like a comment I saw on YT "He knew the rules, it's just to him his rules are first". And while it's completely far from I expected, somehow I didn't feel a single bit out of character, that's just the author's talent.

And in the Rank War Arcs, Osamu did bring his role as a strategy character to a new high-level if you thought about what their team had achieved. Even though Tamakoma-2 was nothing like a typical newbie squad, but still Osamu's effort is nothing to sneeze at. But do you know what's even better? That's us, the readers, normally don't feel like Osamu is that extraordinary or a super talented individual.

Until Hyuse pointed out how not everyone could repeat Osamu's actions, I always believed Osamu is a character who can be considered as normal type, except he also has good tactic-thinking. I mean, woah, completely caught me off. It was because the author had described Osamu's thinking process in detailed, there were no sudden buff-up training arcs, only hard work and determination, no friendship power, except you count Osamu's motivation.

And considering how Osamu had no exceptional background, his development is more impressive. He came from a weak character who would receive more critics than praises, to an outstanding character. He's not an overpowered opponent but the type if you left him alone, he would cause serious damage to your team.

Now the closed-environment phrase in manga Osamu is cooking hard, showing what he had learned in their squad's resuls. And better yet, his tricks always strive as a one-time trick, or even something anyone can come up with. But there is Hyuse, or rather the author, confirm that's no. Not everyone could continuously come up with effective strategies like Osamu. That was his own fighting way. And the developing process was so convincing that I, myself, didn't realize how far he had gone.

That's my thoughts from exactly a manga panels lol.

[darlincollins]

darlin roping sam into shenanigans at the summit to make it more fun for him

the two of them playing quarters with the baccarat crystal glasses, doing goofy impressions of various fancy people in the room, throwing cheese cubes at each other's heads, darlin showing sam "how the real estate business is done" and giving him a fake tour of the venue with increasingly untrue statements complete with a ghost story, requesting that the string quartet play metallica songs, teasing vincent about his crown and met gala worthy outfit, eventually getting chastised by david for being clowns and trying not to giggle while he lectures them but then glancing at each other and bursting out laughing

[teddy-bear-naps-and-random-snaps]

[thewingedbaron]

Owlcatober Day Two: Fake Names

A bit of a shorter one since time got away from me. Enjoy this light post game look into Allix and Arueshalae's life. :)

Sunrise (627 words)

Fandom: PF WotR

Warnings: none

Ship: Arueshalae/Knight Commander (Allix)

Read here under the cut or on Ao3

“Tea is ready!” Allix called out into the cabin, seizing the steaming kettle from the wood burning stove. A flurry of feet pounded down the stairs somewhere behind him as he carefully poured the bubbling water into two mugs. To the first, he added a small pinch of finely ground coffee beans and a generous dollop of wild honey. To the second went a pair of sugar cubes and just a spot of cream, just how she liked it. 

Both mugs went onto a tray, along with fresh bread, baked this morning, and a choice cut of a sharp cheese Woljif had brought back from his latest jaunt through the the planes. Allix could not for the life of him remember exactly where it had come from, but it made him smile as he placed it on the little wooden tray and made his way out the door. 

The cabin was a comfortable one. Cozy, with a large front porch overlooking the water. They were only a few miles from Drezen, where it seemed Allix’s work never quite ended as the former Knight Commander of the Sixth Crusade. When they could get away however, he and his wife spent their time here. Far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. A quiet cabin on the lake. 

“Darling you’re going to miss it!” Allix called, settling down on the comfortable swing bench. Another flurry of footsteps sounded from within the cabin as a perturbed former succubus appeared, her long dress shifting in her wake, a bundle of blankets in tow. Allix could not contain the laugh that flew past his lips as she practically threw the blankets on top of him and took her place at his side. 

“Good morning.” Arueshalae grinned, sliding comfortbaley under his arm and into the crook of his body. She took the mug of hot tea from his hands with a small squeak of excitement before melting a little further after the first sip. Allix sipped his coffee, grateful for its warmth in the cool morning air. The pair sat quietly, drinking each other’s presence as the sun slowly began to rise over the lake. 

“Of all the things on the material plane, I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this.” Arueshalae whispered. Her eyes traced the long brush strokes of brilliant orange and yellow the lit up the horizon. “We watch it every morning, and every morning it steals my breath away.” 

“Its not the only thing stealing breath.” Allix hummed, pressing a kiss into her hair. Her smile made his heart flutter. 

“One day, when all of this is done, I’d like to chase the sun.” She grinned. “See where it takes us as we follow it across the world.” 

“I can think of no greater adventure.” Allix agreed. “We’d have to change our names. Afterall, word of the hero Arueshalae has reached rather far these days.” 

Her giggle was music. “I quite like our names. Allix and Arueshalae Ze’lune.”

“Fake names then. Only temporary.” 

Arueshalae shifted, studying his face with a quizzical eye. “Bob.” She decided, tapping his chest. 

“Bob?” 

“You’d make a great Bob. Very prestigious name in the Abyss.” She tried her best to keep a straight face as Allix threw his head back and roared with laughter. 

“Bob it is.” He agreed as his giggles tied. “And you, my lovely, Matilda, shall see all of the world at my side.” 

“Bob and Matilda.” Arushalae grinned. “World explorers. Just two normal people on a long, long journey.” 

They both nodded, keeping their composure just long enough for their eyes to meet before they both burst out in giggles. The little swing shook with their laughter as the sun rose over a new day in Skaroris.

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[pbandjesse]

Sweetp just knocked down the Christmas tree and broke an ornament. Upset James pretty bad. It's all cleaned up now and the important ornaments didn't get broken so that's in good. The string we had tying the tree down broke but we have some stronger ties now. Hopefully it doesn't go down again.

Today was a pretty good day. I was really looking forward to walking around IKEA with Jess. But that was later. I had the whole morning still.

I slept fine. I had a lot of dreams. James said goodbye to me and I was half asleep until 830. I guess because they took Thanksgiving off the construction workers were working on the cafe on the corner all day. And I don't mind construction noises but they were yelling. For hours. They are adding the siding to the building and they were just shouting from the cherry picker to the ground people. And it was so obnoxious. Stop yelling!!! It was literally the entire morning, and when I got back from IKEA they were still yelling and continued to do so until the sun went down. Horrible and annoying.

So that wasn't something I could sleep through. I got up and took a shower. I washed my hair and tried using heat and a round brush to style it but I ended up absolutely hating it. I have to many layers on top and none on the inside so I have sort of a jelly fish head when it's straight and I just hated it. I tried a few things. Even trimming it. But I felt so bad about it and was not having a good time at all. I would end up putting it up and just trying not to think about it.

I was honestly just uncomfortable today. In my outfit and my skin. I was just not having the best time but I tried to do other stuff to not focus on that.

I started the dishes and made leftovers for breakfast. I chilled with sweetp. And put some stuff away. I mostly just chilled. It was a nice morning. And I was excited to see Jess.

She let me know when she was leaving and her ETA was noon. So since the ikea is only 20 minutes away I planned on leaving at 1130. I ended up feeling really annoyed with my hair and tried to trim it again. Then switched purses. Then had to sew a hole in my tights. I put new food out for Crabcake. And it was still only 1120. So I left anyway.

Jess would get stuck in traffic for a long time. Just bad bottlenecking on the highway. But that was fine. While I waited in the parking lot for her I would pluck my eyebrows a little. And moved the stuff around in the back of the car so that there would be space for whatever I bought.

My plan was to buy two book cases for the guest room. With shelves as a backup option. I also needed to get some cubes for baby clothes storage. Jess was looking for peg board accessories and a specific bracket for shelves.

We had a semi successful trip. No bookshelves but I was able to get shelves. And the cubes I wanted. Plus some bowls. Jess got a few peg board accessories but no brackets. Even though the website claimed they had them. Heartbreaking.

But first we would go to the cafe. I don't remember ever eating at this one, and I think only at a different IKEA once. Jess got plant based meatballs and I got a piece of cake and fries. We both got Mac and cheese. It was fun. It was also just nice to talk to her. Get all the context for things she's texted me. Someone tried to break into her parents house? Work stuff??? And I told her about my brother and how horrible everything feels. We talked a little about baby but she was not the main topic. There was just a lot of heavy stuff. But it felt better talking it out.

We had fun walking around. They had the fake rooms decorated for Christmas which was really cute. It was fun just looking at stuff. I was having a good time. Though one guy almost hit me with his cart multiple times!!! It was like he was doing it on purpose and it was driving me insane.

I really enjoyed looking at the kids section, which I haven't looked at a ton before. We don't really need anything right now but it was still fun for future ideas.

We would go through the warehouse and found the boxes and some bowls. Jess got a very very tiny Christmas tree for her desk at work. We were disappointed in the lack of bookcases and her brackets. I pivoted and found an acceptable replacement shelf and bracket for me. And she would go to Lowe's and found something reasonable for her project.

It was funny that I needed 12 brackets though. It just seemed like so many in the cart.

We checked out the as is section. The same man almost hit me with his cart again!!!! Stop!!! And then this family was asking their toddler if he wanted the big bear plushie or the cat. And then when he chose the bear we watched them walk to the check out, and take the bear and the car away from him and put them back on the shelf and said maybe next time. And of course he completely melted down. Like what would you do that?? You basically told him to pick, and I watched this whole interaction and they were really asking him and he wasn't giving an answer for a bit and finally he did and you still took it from him?? That's so mean!! Ugh.

We had to take a moment to download the IKEA app so I could get my membership card. And then we checked out. No problem. The cashier was nice. I came under budget and so did Jess. We did an excellent job.

We decided to get another snack. Jess got a frozen yogurt and I got a hotdog. It would end up hurting my stomach but it was fine. We sat and chatted. But soon it was time to go. Jess had other errands to run, and I was just super appreciative that she came all the way to my Ikea. Love her so much.

I let James know I was on the way home now. And when I got back home I used my wagon to bring everything in. It was surprisingly cold today. I wore my new coat and it was pretty cozy. Not to warm but I really love the silhouette so I can still wear it inside. Pretty excellent.

I was happy to be home. And I would spend time putting the brackets on all the shelves. I asked James to help me hang them later on. I actually measured all the brackets so the would be the same and was pretty proud of myself for doing it correctly. And once that was done and I cleaned up all the trash I brought the recycling downstairs and then went back for the cube storage I build yesterday.

I took that to the basement. Not sure how it's going to get used yet but it's something for now. I have an idea but nothing specific yet. I will probably do a basement reset before the end of the year and I can change how our decorations are stored or out hardware/took stuff is stored. I'll figure it out. But for now it's just to the side.

I went to lay upstairs. And wait for James to get home. When they did they looked so tired. They would unload the dishwasher and start the laundry. But then came and helped with the brackets. They actually used anchors and we had exactly enough. I will have to get more ASAP. It took a while but James and me worked together and I am really happy with them. I moved a bunch of knickknacks to them but they will probably be temporary. It was just nice to have a place to put things. We tidied up the room and James went downstairs to make a pizza.

I would eventually join them downstairs. Laid on the couch. They put some spring rolls in the oven for me. And we laid together and watched TikToks. We joked and laughed and it was just really nice being together.

Mom texted me and let me know that my brother is off the ventilator and is awake but loopy. Positive. I hope he quickly becomes more coherent because I need to hear him telling me he's okay. And that he's going to work towards healing himself. I really really am hoping to hear him soon.

I would go upstairs and took a shower. And when I got out I was sitting in bed when I heard the tree go down and James yell. I came downstairs to help clean up. Thankfully the ornament James and me chose for our baby didn't break. Just one that is shaped like a balloon. A shame but not emotionally weighted. James cleaned up the broken pieces while I worked on strapping the tree better to the wall. Hopefully that holds up.

James and me are in bed now. Waiting for the dryer to finish the last load. And I am ready to just rest.

Tomorrow we have the morning together. And then James is going to a football game. And I will hang out here. And hopefully just have a good day.

I hope you all do to. I love you all. Goodnight!