#I love them sm and wish them all the continued success

[tired-biscuit]

I think kiba LOVES to suffocate his face between your plush thighs and turn you into a begging hot mess coz he loves to tease the fuck out of you and overstimulate you while praising you with a sprinkle of degradation just like how he says "you're 𝘮𝘺 pretty little slut" in his raspy voice you love sm

18+ fem!reader // cw: corruption, oral (f!receiving), college AU.

yes yes yes; i always felt like he’d be a sucker for really responsive, audible partners in bed! (it’s even better if they’re shy at first and then turn absolutely feral as time passes and the clothes come off.)

he loves the whole squirming, whining, pleading, fucked out state that you sometimes slip into. he’s no patient man, but he’ll sure as hell become one if it means that he gets to tease you for a small eternity as a result.

to be honest, he doesn’t know why he does it. he loves it quick and rough. raw and straight to the point. foreplay is just to get you wet enough so that he can slide in without trouble, is it not?

but maybe it’s the sight of you, or perhaps it’s the goddamn noise that you start — and continue — to make without stop whenever his head ends up between your legs, that makes his cock unbearably stiffen in his pants. the way you babble utter nonsense and keep moaning his name just because he’s got his hot mouth pressed against your clit gets him so hard every. single. time.

you pride yourself with being a smart, pure girl; someone who’s neat and tidy, and who never misses a chance to scold him for not being either one of those things. and yet here you are, now; looking so fucking stupid on top of his bed that he never succeeds in making the exact way you want him to. looking outright brainless because you’ve got your ‘dumb jock’ of a boyfriend’s tongue shoved so far up your tight hole that you’re thinking about praying to god.

you’re constantly moving. writhing. trying to push him away without any success — the way he can overpower you so easily makes him throb. your crumbling decency is appealing enough to make him consider spilling everything he’s got then and there; completely untouched. but he’s not going to do that, of course. he’s not a fucking weakling like some of his buddies are.

of course they talk about how they fuck their girls. i mean, did you really think your boyfriend was the only one who wasn’t an absolute sleaze, just because he sometimes gets you flowers and takes you out on cutesy dates?

all of his friends know how good you are at taking his cock despite the innocent appearance you portray. take that piece of knowledge as you wish.

so instead, he humps the bed on pure instinct as he eats you out because he’s yearning for friction below his waist so fucking bad, even if he refuses your silly pleas to let you give it to him. he’s too into watching you lose your composure whilst he tongue fucks you to stop now, after all. you’ll get to stroke and sit on his cock later. you’ll bounce on it, too.

and that determination turns him all the more eager. messier. sloppier.

he’s never been much of a giver, but markings that his teeth have left behind cover every inch of your thighs, now. they prickle with hurt whenever his thick fingers graze over them as he manhandles you and forces you to keep still — it makes you hiss. your pussy is gleaming with a mixture of your arousal and his spit. he can smell you everywhere; in the room, on his fingers, in his fucking mouth from the way it connects to his nose.

he doesn’t budge even when you beg him to. you’re getting overwhelmed as he keeps licking you; twitchy fingers tugging fistfuls of his hair so frantically that it makes his scalp ache. your back is arching off the bed, head tipping back into the pillow, toes curling, heels digging into his back that’s gotten so broad and strong from all the years of playing football.

goddammit, you’re literally shoving your cunt right into his face so that he can get you off at long last. it’s pathetic; he makes sure to tell you that even if his eyes are warm and soft as he says it. he can’t help but chuckle at the outraged face you pull when he calls you his pretty slut.

you’re nothing of that sort, of course, but maybe he’s partially right. because when he pushes two digits inside you and sucks your poor little clit into his mouth, mumbling something about how fucking good you taste, your entire world shifts to the movement of his fingers. your eyes cross. your mouth starts to drool.

you moan so loud, it’s like you’re a cat in heat. you’re just unable to stop it from slipping out. greedily, kiba hopes that his roommate on the other side of the wall can hear how good he’s making you feel, as well as every other squelch of wetness that is your warm slick. he’s seen the fucker throwing googly eyes at you once or twice before. it only spurs him on; he’ll make you scream if he can prove a point with it.

so as a consequence, he makes you endure overstimulation without the orgasm part — for now. it’s so intense that it borderline makes you so frustrated that you could cry. and that’s good, he wants to make you cry. he wants you to sob and to spill big, fat tears just for him as your legs shake and he licks you from inside out like he would a packet of crisps. to be responsive and hyperemotional and loud and overwhelmed, because it’s him that invokes it all in the first place.

not his roommate, not his friends, not your ex.

him. you react to him; only him. he’ll leave his mark, both on your body and soul.

and only after that, will he let you cum.

[imaloonatic]

My top 10 kpop groups of 2024

(not in order)

Stray Kids - they’ve been putting out so much music and achieving so many things + ‘ATE’ was one of my favourite comebacks this year.

illit - the fact that they just debuted this year is crazy to me because they’ve already become so successful. Obsessed with all their music and they’re one of my ults.

TripleS - they are very complicated to learn but their music never misses , I never get tired of listening to them.

New Jeans - I just love the vibe of their music and their style is very unique to them.

Artms - I love my Loona girls sm but I cannot get birth out of my head , I wish they continued doing that style of music since I literally live for it but their other music is still a amazing.

Enhypen - they’re just such a good group , I love their concept and the fact that they’ve achieved the sort of sexy aura without having to rip off their clothes and grind on everything.

LE SSERAFIM - crazy was one of my most fav comebacks this year , le sserafim’s discography is just godly.

(G)I-DLE - how can you not love them?! the messages in their music is always relevant and their , like they’re actually speaking out against real problems which a lot of other people can be scared to do.

TXT - obsessed with them sm , yet again they made one of my fav comebacks this year (minisode 3 : tomorrow). literally whenever I listen to deja vu I ascend.

IVE - I went through a massive phase of just listening to them , their music is just like a must have on your playlist.

[jebewonmorelike]

The Shirt (Happy Birthday Ricky!)

wc: 1.5k warnings: fluff, angst/ricky getting scared but its silly, some swearing, ricky admiring jiwoong, and a dash (heap) of crack summary: zb1 decides to pull a good old-fashioned hidden camera prank on ricky for his birthday... things go horribly wrong. ~masterlist~ ♡ ~kofi (no pressure at all)~ inspired by this tweet that accompanied the pap photo above^^ could not stop laughing about it. this started as a hidden camera prank idea (and it still is sort of) that i pitched to lex (bp-zb1fics) but as i kept writing it... it got sillier and sillier i'm so sorry. but yujin being like one of the twins from the shining to ricky is so hilarious. HAPPY RICKY DAY!! WE LOVE YOU SM ALREADY KING. WISHING NOTHING BUT HAPPINESS AND SUCCESS AND A HUG FROM JIWOONG FOR OUR CHARISMA BOSS LOVELICKY. hope y'all in joy this lil comedy piece lol.

Ricky smiles at himself in his dressing room mirror. Sure, he was working on his birthday, but at least he had the best job in the world. Having already had his hair styled and his makeup applied for ZB1's photoshoot today, he admires his specially curated appearance.

I wonder what our outfits will be like for today's shoot, Ricky thinks.

Just then, the door to his dressing room opens.

"Ricky," Jiwoong calls, walking over to where the blonde boy is sitting in front of the large vanity mirror. "Did you have that lint roller with you?"

"Oh, sure," Ricky says with a small, blushing smile; walking over to his bag and pulling out the lint remover. Just as he's about to hand the roller to Jiwoong, Ricky is stopped in his tracks when he notices something very peculiar about his hyung's outfit.

“Jiwoong hyung,” Ricky says, eyes wide with surprise as he takes in the sight of the oldest’s shirt. “Why are you wearing a t-shirt with my face on it…?”

“Oh, am I?" Jiwoong replies, brows furrowed curiously as he turns to view himself in the mirror. After a moment, he simply shrugs. "Huh, I guess I am."

Ricky stares at his oldest hyung confusedly, a million thoughts racing through his mind. Where had Jiwoong gotten that shirt? How had it found its way onto his body?

Was this Jiwoong's way of finally confessing his reciprocated feelings for him?

Before the thought spiral can continue, another member walks into his dressing room. Ricky turns around to see who it is, his eyes bulging in shock once more.

"Hey, have you guys seen one of my sun earrings lying around?" Gunwook asks, standing in the middle of Ricky and Jiwoong as he looks into the large vanity mirror. He turns his head from side to side, checking his hair from the different angles.

"Why--," Ricky falters, unable to believe his eyes as the image of his own face on Gunwook's black t-shirt stares back at him-- matching Jiwoong's exactly. "Why... Why are you both wearing shirts with my face on them!?"

"Oh, are we?” Gunwook responds with a frown. He takes the bottom of the t-shirt and stretches it out a bit so he can look down and examine it. "You think it looks like you? I think it's actually an old picture of Jiwoong hyung..."

"What!? It's not Jiwoong hyung!" Ricky exclaims, pointing to the image of his own face on the younger boy's t-shirt. Tapping his finger against the delicate, black neck tattoo that is clearly visible in the picture. "See, that's my tattoo!"

Gunwook squints. "Huh."

"It does kind of look like me now that you mention it," Jiwoong says suddenly, nodding in thought.

"You're not serious are you!? It's clearly me and no one has answered my question yet as to why you're--."

Ricky is steadily growing closer to losing his temper when another knock at the dressing room door cuts him off. In walk Hao and Matthew and, much to Ricky's relief, neither of the boys are wearing shirts with his face plastered on them.

"Hey, did you--," Matthew starts to ask before his eyes land on Gunwook and Jiwoong's t-shirts. He frowns, a little pout forming on his lips as he stares at them in confusion before asking, "Why are you guys wearing shirts with Jiwoon hyung's face on them?"

"OH COME ON!" Ricky shouts, hands flying wildly about as he gestures to the t-shirts. "It's my face!!"

Hao walks up to Jiwoong, examining the shirt for himself up close. After a few moments, he nods back at Ricky, "Yeah, I could see why you might think it's your face.”

"IT IS--," Ricky starts to yell before taking a deep breath to calm himself. "It is my face. Look, I can even show you where the picture is from."

Pulling out his phone and scrolling through his photos quickly, Ricky finds the paparazzi photo of himself that has been blown up on Gunwook and Jiwoong's t-shirts. Turning his phone towards the other boys, he waits eagerly with wide eyes for them to finally agree with him.

After several moments of silence, Gunwook says with a smirk, "You have paparazzi photos of yourself saved on your phone?"

"UGH!" Ricky huffs, marching towards the door and flinging it open in a fit of annoyance. He steps out into the hallway, ready to decompress for a long minute before finding a staff member and (politely) demanding some answers as to what was going on.

But Ricky's plans are foiled almost immediately as he turns the corner to find Taerae and Gyuvin sitting in folding chairs next to each other...

Wearing the shirt.

"NO!" Ricky shouts, causing the two boys to look up at him concernedly.

"Hey, Ricky," Taerae says with a broad smile. "What's up?"

"Why aren't you wearing your outfit yet?" Gyuvin asks, one eyebrow cocked curiously. "Wasn't it in your dressing room?"

"You should put it on."

A small voice suddenly rings out behind Ricky, who spins around as quickly as humanly possible to find Yujin staring back at him ominously from down the hallway... adorned in the shirt.

"Holy shit," Ricky whispers, darting off down the hallway in the opposite direction of the youngest member (whom he is now deathly afraid of).

Ricky runs through the hallways of the photoshoot location, finally ending up back at his original dressing room. Opening the door, he races inside only to be met by seven ZB1 members staring back at him: all now wearing the shirt.

"OH MY GOD!" Ricky yells as the door to the dressing room opens again.

"Ricky!" Hanbin calls, a dimpled smile lighting up his face.

"Thank god, Hanbin hyung," Ricky cries, sighing with relief. "Please, you have to help me, they're all wearing shirts with my face on them and I have no idea why and I'm so scared of Yujin now and--..."

Ricky's voice trails off as Hanbin unzips his jacket to reveal the shirt underneath. "HYUNG... YOU'RE ONE OF THEM!"

"How come you aren't wearing your Ricky shirt, Ricky?" Hao asks, holding out another identical shirt for the blonde boy to take. "It's the concept for our photoshoot!"

"The concept for the photoshoot..." Ricky repeats slowly, eyes glued open with panic and confusion. "Is this t-shirt with my face on it?"

All of the boys nod excitedly.

"But--... but... Why!?"

Hanbin tsks disapprovingly. "Our stylists worked hard to make these for us! Are you really going to insult them by questioning their vision?"

Ricky looks around at all of the boys around him, who are smiling back at him robotically. It sends a chill down his spine. "No... No of course not... But..."

"Then put on the shirt, Ricky," Gyuvin says, gesturing to the shirt.

"Yeah," Jiwoong repeats. "Put on the shirt, Ricky."

All of the boys now begin chanting in a monotone: "Put on the shirt, Ricky." They surround the tall, blonde boy, slowly closing in on him as Hao continues to push the shirt towards him.

Ricky starts to turn around, ready to bolt from his friends who have obviously been possessed by some demon with really good taste in men, but--.

"Put on the shirt, Ricky."

Yujin's blank, haunted smile stops the boy in his tracks and renders him immobile. Ricky falls to the ground, curling up into a ball on the floor as he attempts to make the members of ZB1 disappear by burying his head into his hands. He stays this way for awhile, paralyzed with his newfound fear of the boys he was supposed to conquer the world of K-Pop with.

"Has he really not caught on yet?" Ricky hears a voice he recognizes to be Matthew's after a few moments.

"I think we might've underestimated how dumb Ricky is," Hao says with a sigh. "Like, I knew he was dumb, but I didn't think he was 'believe our company would make us wear shirts with his face on them for an official photoshoot' dumb."

"I think the oversight might actually have been his vanity," Gunwook counters with a laugh. "He didn't even question that a shirt with his face on it existed. He just wanted to know why we were wearing them."

Ricky sits up now, staring untrustingly at his friends with wide eyes. "What... What's going on?"

Hanbin grimaces. "We were trying to play a prank on you where we pretended that our stylists had made these shirts with your face on them for our photoshoot, but... I think we let it go too far."

Ricky looks back and forth between his members, watching as they all smile awkwardly at him.

"Sorry," Taerae says first, prompting the rest of them to begin to mumble their apologies.

"We just wanted to do a fun prank for your birthday!" Gyuvin says, pulling a Go-Pro camera out from behind his back. "Say hi to the camera..."

Ricky frowns into the lens; unamused. "You guys suck."

"Well, if it makes a difference..." Matthew says with a sheepish smile. "We've got cake!"

"CAKE!" Gunwook, Taerae and Gyuvin exclaim, bouncing up and down together excitedly.

"The staff is setting it up in the hallway right now," Hanbin says as the three most energetic members run out of the room to devour their weight in cake. Hanbin, Hao and Matthew follow them out, leaving Ricky and Jiwoong alone in the dressing room.

"I'm sorry, Ricky," the oldest boy says, a lopsided smile on his face as he apologizes. He walks over to Ricky, placing a hand on his shoulder comfortingly. "If it makes you feel any better, I actually really like this shirt. I think I'm gonna keep it."

Ricky's oldest hyung winks as he, too, exits the dressing room.

A huge grin spreads across the boy's face. He might have just spent the last ten minutes fearing for his life, but the compliment from his hyung had made it all worth it to Ricky.

He sighs happily, fixing his hair in the mirror absentmindedly as he prepares to join the rest of his members for his impromptu birthday celebration but…

Suddenly, Yujin pops out from behind Ricky-- smiling at him through the mirror.

"Put on the shirt, Ricky."

[alarrytale]

It’s gonna be an unpopular opinion but somedays I wish he’ll do something so ridiculously stupid that most of those fans who came with H’sH and is here just because of his pretty face would unstan him and so his popularity will fall. But unfortunately it is more likely that larries/fans who really care about him as a person and artist will leave and het harries will stay because they don’t think deeper and whatever ridiculous he would do they will quickly forget about it as soon as some aesthetically pleasing promo drop. Only solution of this situation would be that at least if there will come some fresh and younger break-through artist that they will simply move on to someone else who has even prettier face and hotter body, will constatly feed them on sm and Harry will be there for those who are serious about his music as much as he himself is serious about his music - luckily for us he’s nearly 30 and that’s the age when you are too old for teenagers to call you trendy and follow you. So again, it’s unpopular but I kinda wish for this situation because somedays I can’t stand how most of fans don’t go under the surface and I want him for those who truly understand him.

There was this discussion how interesting he is alone as a person without his tabloid drama and womanizerTM image for hets and gp and I can totally say that for me he is totally interesting and would love if he’ll give us more from his personality, his sense of humour or his interests because I know he’s interested in many kinds of art, he reads books and have a feeling he’s just an old soul who on one hand knows internet and memes and usage of emojis f.e. but on the other hand he’s too old for all the sh*ts teens are obsessed with, don’t have tiktok installed in his phone to use it under some fake account or simply doesn’t know what is popular because he lives in his bubble and doesn’t needn’t to keep up with trends.

It’s basically the same as you discussed Louis huge potentional for his shows - there’s a lot what both of them can give us but yet we don’t even get the minimum. At least they have each other and they personalities are fully open and we can only wonder how great they are together when one doesn’t need to hide anything and other one is fully comfortable.

Hi, anon!

I agree with your unpopular opinion. I'd rather have a smaller fanbase consisting of people who see and get him, and let's him do his thing, than him having a huge fanbase but then having to bend backwards to entertain the flighty gp majority. There are larries who disagrees and wants him to be successful over anything else. And we know Sony/Columbia don't agree, cause they will lose money. I'm a realist and i don't see that happening, even though some of us wish it. But i do see that the ones who actually thinks harry is a person of some substance will likely move on if this behaviour continues. But i think harry tm has a shelf life, they didn’t create him to last. He's not a slow burn, but a quick and fast burning star. They might change strategy, and think that a coming out will be a new era, rebrand him so that his career will last. Idk.

I do think harry is an interesting person and i think he's well spoken when he dosn't need to guard his words or speak on things he's not interested in. We see it so rarely though. He hardly does interviews anymore, both on camera or printed. And i agree that he could be so much more if they let him. Same with Louis.

[mysmorgasbordoffantabulosa]

Damn so many tae leaving bts asks, like first of all where the hell would he go?? Let's be realistic, hybe is the best company for him and as for bts, I hope yall realise one of them leaving bts would have their careers mostly over, like a lot of fans would turn against that member, like a lot turned against zayn, with bts it would be even worse cus they sell the whole we are seven forever, we love each other, we're family and wanna go on until forever all the time, fans would be super fucking upset about that, there would be solos that stick by the member that chooses to leave and maybe even some armys if the member is amicable with the rest of the members but a lot of people would feel lied to and disappointed in everything, they are all successful with bts, realistically even if they didn't like each other (which we know they do), why would anyone choose to shoot themself in the foot like that

and that's just going on the assumption that they don't like each other, but they do, they call each other brothers and family all the time, tae solos always say some bullshit about how he is actually only besties with wooga which is crazy cus tae very clearly loves all of his members and considers them family too, yall just really badly want him to leave the band and are projecting that on him when he has never expressed any sort of wish to leave

it just reminds me of the bitchy persona they push on tae cus of his resting bitch face I suppose, when tae is nothing like that at all, he really is such a sweetheart and he's very obviously full of love for the people close to him and he very clearly loves bts and wants the band to continue together for a long time

and no hybe is not perfect, no corporation is but the fact that so many want him to go to yg or sm or some bullshit when those are known to be shitty and for their slave contracts, like do you all even care about him at all😭

[jentlemahae]

screaming bcs i sent an ask the other day about how sm don't care about their groups and will eventually ignore their existing groups to make way for their new groups and how mys believe they're the exception bcs of how popular aespa is rn but they aren't bcs that's just how sm is and has always been, and i scrolled through your blog to see if you responded to it (you did, thank you 😚😘) and i saw that a few asks later that one annoying my sent you a message that completely proved my point skfkfsjfs

yes aespa is insanely popular rn but newer kpop stans don't realize how insanely popular every sm group has been. for context i'm half korean so i have grown up with sm groups my whole life. i have vivid memories of being 9 and going to korea and seeing exo EVERYWHERE. the way my aunt talks about ses and tvxq is crazy like they were THE kpop groups of the time. even fx, sure they are arguably sm's least popular recent group but they were also everywhere at their peak. so that's what we're trying to say, ALL sm groups have been insanely successful and popular and yet sm STILL does the same old shit once they introduce their new groups. they won't disband the groups and they'll keep giving them comebacks every year or so to appease the fans but after a while they do just kind of give up on them.

unfortunately i have watched sm follow this pattern my entire life and they'll likely continue to do so which means it'll eventually happen to nct and aespa too. this isn't us being antis and wanting aespa to flop, i love aespa, i'm literally a my! what'll probably happen is the members will establish solo careers, some will go into acting, ningning will probably return to china and establish an entertainment career there, then they'll reunite once a year for a cb or at smtown. that's just how it goes.

yup!! that anon actually sent another ask but i got annoyed so i didn’t respond fshshsh but yes, they absolutely proved our point! <3 yes, aespa are insanely popular at the moment, but so were most (if not all) of the sm groups that debuted before them and who got “shelved” nonetheless. and it doesn’t matter whether it’s a gg or a bg — i wasn’t around for exo’s glory days but based on what pretty much everyone says, exo were pulled back a bit when nct debuted. and to be honest i think something similar happened within nct as well — in the early days of the brand 127 were prioritized more often, but as the years went on sm’s attention shifted towards dream, and after wish debuted the company moved to the more recent unit was again. all of those groups were extremely popular

but this is not the artists fault! and, like i previously said, it’s also completely understandable for a company to put more effort into a group that’s newer and has more room to grow because of that. but saying that it will NEVER happen to xyz group just because they’re popular shows a stark lack of knowledge of sm and kpop work. and i think your prediction sounds very very right (unfortunately)

also can i just say — sure, aespa may have more streams and sales compared to the previous ggs when they were 5 years into their careers, but we also have to take into account how much kpop has changed in these last few years. kpop has a very different reach now compared to when fx was active. or even when rv was active. rv absolutely WERE insanely popular and their popularity was comparable to aespa’s 100% and saying otherwise is just untrue and unfair

[thehungrykat1]

Tsokolateria Artisanal Cafe Opens New Branch at SM Aura Premier

One of my favorite hangout places in Tagaytay has just opened a new branch here in Metro Manila. Tsokolateria Artisanal Cafe is a popular restaurant in Tagaytay and Baguio serving everything cacao and everything local. I usually go there for their very rich and luscious hot chocolate as well as for their chocolate-inspired meriendas and desserts. Now, I don’t have to troop all the way to Tagaytay to satisfy my chocolate cravings.

Tsokolateria opened its newest branch at the 5th Level Skypark of SM Aura Premier in Bonifacio Global City. This brings them much closer to their many hungry customers, especially as its owner Chef Happy Ongpauco-Tiu and new partner John Michael Hilton of Visum Ventures plans to expand the franchise to five new branches in Metro Manila this year.

Foodies and tourists have been trooping to Tsokolateria Tagaytay and Baguio for their creative take using local Tablea chocolate as inspiration for their exciting dishes. (Read: Chocolate Dreams Come Alive at Tsokolateria Artisanal Cafe). The SM Aura branch now enables more Filipinos to experience these high quality local cacao and chocolate offerings in a more accessible location.

Aside from that, the new Tsokolateria branch also comes with a section for My Happy Home, Chef Happy’s retail store selling beautiful plates and home decors which I usually buy from at their San Juan outlet.

Chef Happy Ongpauco-Tiu is the brains behind Tsokolateria, part of the Happy Concept Group of establishments which include Pamana, I Love Backyard BBQ, LèChon, and more. Coming from the same family that brought us the well-loved Barrio Fiesta, Happy continues her family’s culinary tradition with her successful endeavors and interesting restaurant concepts.

Tsokolateria is best known for its native Tablea House Blend hot chocolate which is hand made the old fashioned way. These are served in a traditional batirol which is whisked to bring out the natural flavors of the tsokolate. The Tsokolate Ah (P280) is a sweet version of the native hot chocolate. I really like drinking hot chocolate and Tsokolateria always reminds me of the hot chocolate at the world-famous Angelina Paris. When I asked Chef Happy about this, she said that she actually loves that chocolate as well and patterned her version after it. No wonder they taste so similar!

Tsokolateria also offers the Tsokolate Eh (P280) which has a bittersweet flavor. I also like the Tsoko Mallows (P340) which is a yummy Tsokolate Ah topped with big and soft tsokolateria marshmallows that melt into the rich chocolate drink. The Tablea House Blends servings are good for two so these are really perfect for those here on a date, but you can also order a Solo serving if you wish.

One of my new discoveries and recommendations here is the Frozen Hot Tsoko (P340). This is a hot Tsokolate Ah poured in a cup with creamy vanilla ice cream then topped with cacao nibs.

The result is a rich, creamy, and overflowing cup of cold and hot chocolate at the same time. The playfulness of the contrasting temperatures and sweet flavors of the melted ice cream and hot chocolate is such a wonderful experience.

Tsokolateria also has some new cocktails on the menu for those who want something with a little more kick. Some of these are the Paradise Fizz (P400), Almond Joy (P400), and the Happy Spritzer (P400).

Now let’s try some of their soups and salads. The Wild Mushroom Soup (P285) comes with native assorted mushrooms, freash creams, and a pinch of bitter tsoko paste.

Almost all of the items here at Tsokolateria comes with chocolate syrup that you can add on your dish according to your liking. This is the first time I have encountered soup topped with chocolate syrup, but it actually works! The sweet chocolate adds to the earthy flavors of the mushroom soup, giving it a unique profile. This might be the best mushroom soup I have ever had, so I am definitely coming back for more.

Here are some of the appetizers you can order from the menu. The Sisig Croquetas (P450) with spicy cacao nibs are crunchy and savory bite-sized croquetas that comes with mayonnaise dip.

The Longganisa Fundido (P350) is a melted cheese dish with Baguio longganisang hubad, caramelized onions, cacao melba, local cheese and tsoko maple. The melted cheese combined with the savory longganisa is a delightful blend best eaten together with the toasted bread.

There’s also the Pugon Baked Brie (P399) which has baked Brie topped with guava jam and crispy adobo flakes. You can then add some cacao honey on top to make it even sweeter. This is quite an interesting combination that will fill your palate with flavors.

Tsokolateria also offers some Bruschetta Pandesal and if you can’t decide which ones to get, just order the Bruschetta Pandesal Platter (P699) which comes with Grilled Quesong Puti, Homemade Spicy Sardines, and Adobo Flakes.

Pasta lovers won’t feel left behind because the cafe also has pasta dishes infused with tsokolate flavors. The Spicy Tuyo Pasta (P450) is a delightful spaghetti plate prepared with garlic, olive oil, parmesan cheese, and tuyo flakes. Their pasta dishes are all served with bulalo soup and salad.

Another option is the Alimango and Aligue Pasta (P400) with its Aligue butter cacaoglio olio, fresh aligue, cacao nibs, and garlic bits. I really liked this flavorful seafood pasta.

One of the favorites that afternoon was the Smoked Black Pasta Palabok (P450) with its combination of crunchy calamares and crispy pork on top of black noodles doused with palabok sauce. Don’t worry about the noodles because it was specially made so that you won’t get black squid ink stuck on your teeth after eating.

Pizzas are also on the menu with their all-day Pizza Tarts. The Caprese Pizza (P490) comes topped with mozzarella, cheddar, quesong puti, basil, and cherry tomatoes. They also have Longganiza Pizza and Truffle Mushroom Pizza.

Tsokolateria also serves chocolate-inspired savory dishes if you want some heavier main courses. Their All Time Favorites include the Artisanal Longganisa (P420) with assorted longganisa sautéed in roasted garlic and combined with sauerkraut and cacao nibs. These all-day breakfast items come with scrambled egg, pinoy salsa, bulalo soup, and a cup of native black mountain rice.

But my favorite main course is obviously the Bacon Lechon Kawali (P395) with its tanglad-marinated bacon-cut crispy liempo cooked in peppercorns, bayleaf and cacao nibs. I can have this for brunch or dinner any day.

For desserts, Tsokolateria has several Churros Waffles to satisfy more of your sweet tooth. The Churros Waffle Original is a deep fried waffle that comes with butter, chocolate and maple syrup. You can add more toppings like strawberries or avocado for P80 each.

You can also try their Churros Waffle Fingers (P335) which has deep fried waffles dipped in cinnamon sugar and served with whipped cream, chocolate, and maple syrup.

We saved the best for last because the Tablea Champorado (P570) is probably the most popular Filipino chocolate dish that can be an appetizer, a breakfast item, a dessert, or even a main course all in one. Tsokolateria’s rich champorado is made the old fashioned way using mountain rice cooked in rich native tablea. This is served in a sizzling clay pot with bacon lechon and dried spada on the side. Just add milk to the hot champorado and you are good to go.

Congratulations Chef Happy Ongpauco-Tiu and Visum Ventures for the opening of Tsokolateria in SM Aura Premier. I’m sure this new partnership will be very successful as we can now enjoy Tsokolateria’s specialties at more convenient locations in Metro Manila. I’m already planning my return visit to Tsokolateria soon!

Tsokolateria Artisanal Cafe

Skypark, Level 5, SM Aura Premier, Bonifacio Global City, Taguig

(0927) 323-6513

www.facebook.com/tsokolateria

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[saffron-reblogs]

Yeah, I feel very bad for poor Marie, she deserved better. Yet I will continue to traumatise her further.

The maids of the Ellis estate definitely aren't paid enough for all of the things they've been through.

As for Mördu's lore, here it is:

Centuries ago, there was a young man, known as Louis Morëlle. A prodigy in the field of healing magic, he excelled greatly, and was appointed head of the Healing and restoration department, at the ripe age of 18. He was successful, but he was a very ambitious man. He always sought the unknown, wishing to uncover the world's greatest secrets. He started writing a book, full of his research in plants, and their properties. And one day, while he was in the Grande bibliothèque, he stumbled upon something that sparked his flames of greed. A flower, a sundrop to be specific, but not just any sundrop. It was the ancient red sundrop of the sang empire. It was as rare as can be, and it was rumoured to be capable of bestowing infinite wishes on whoever finds it. Louis made up his mind, as he set his heart and soul on it, dedicating himself to finding it.

After restless studies and intensive search, he came out in triumph, and made a map to the estimated location of the red sundrop. He didn't waste any time setting out to find it, and his research was proven correct. He found the red sundrop! He reached out to it, imagining all the greatness he could accomplish, all the medicine and potions he could brew he could live forev-

Huh? Black? What is happening? He was getting engulfed in a great black smoke, slowly being devoured by it. Even after all this research and hardwork, Louis missed a great warning about the sun drop.

'' The royal family of the sang empire enchanted the sun drop, as they realised their lineage was reaching it's end. The sun drop shall only grant one wish to those of common blood, and it would hold a twist and a price to pay. ''

In Louis' blinded greed, he failed to see what was right in front of him. How foolish and stupid.

Louis wished for immortality, and that's what he's going to get.

And thus Mördu was born! He was now an immortal spirit, that just like any other, could be contacted with certain rituals.

Days after Mördu's birth, Louis Mörelle, aged 26 years, Grand Deputy of the Royal Magical Research Centre, went 'missing', or so does the police think. Shortly after, reports of the presence of unstable magic were getting more and more frequent, which frightened the citizens greatly. It died down after a few months, but if asked, the townspeople would claim to still feel an eerie chill in the air.

As for Marie's mana, when two negatives meet, they make a positive. Same thing here, Mördu is incapable of having a fixed solid form, but he retains his mana stability, on the other hand, Marie has instable mana, but takes a solid form. When their souls met, they completed each other's defects, and made them one whole.

Anyways, YAAASSSS WE LOVE MORGANE 💖💖💖 If those trashy nobles think that she would fall short, then they are the furthest from the truth! She's tired of being stepped on, and she'll go to hell and back just for Celestine's happiness and wellbeing.

And no, Celestine will not be getting a therapist any time soon :).

It's alright, and good luck with your studies, and tysm for listening to my Ocs' story!! I appreciate it sm 💗💗💗💗💗

try this picrew

Katarina Akamine and her missing childhood best friend, Mikuma Igurashuki.

Mikuma : “i bet you’d look stunning in a bun, my dear”

Katarina : “well unfortunately it’s just not my thing…”

“𝐰𝐞’𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧”

tagging: @naramaiz @theyluvsmilo @tinyperson00 @aceofstars0 @cloudymistedskies @unofficialmuilover @littleolspring112 @silliestsakura @kimetsu-chan @slayfics @loveemii @snowmist-hashira @tokito-dulya20 @ashr0 @kiyokatokito @leahdulya @ayumithebunnydemon @ayunakatsukiwolfhashira @strawberrycuwu @muikitoo @vexinghearts @ta-ni-ya @kakajuri-fics @muichiroslovermwah

[heartandfangs]

THE WORLD ENDS WITH YOU — CHAPTER TWO SNEAK PEAK.

[kanmom51]

Hi i saw your post about jikook filming and taking pictures of e/o thru the years...i started tearing up a lil bit.

i'm kinda mad at all the jikook blogs that keeps appearing in my feed lately i'm not following any of them but i do follow the #jikook tag, i even blocked some out of anger because they keep saying jikook are distanced and shit over what exactly? because no new SNS media of the two of them for the past few days??? i admit it's a jikook drought but isn't y'all reaction too much? can't we just appreciate their bond without speculating and speaking for their bond without knowing absolutely nothing that's going on in their lives rn? we don't know shit! and that's it! but if there's ANYthing i'm damn sure about it's jimin and jungkook and their love.

i'm really in need of some wholesome jikook accounts that celebrate sweet and lovely jikook moments, i'm new to tumblr so i'm kinda lost...so i followed you ^v^ you seem like a very adorable and fun mom hehe i think i like your space a lot <3

have a good day!!!

Thank you for your kind words @tinygoo  and welcome to my blog.

💜💜

I kind of feel like maybe not all, but most of the 'jikook blogs' that are talking about them being distant were either not jikook blogs to start with or are more about the shipping and not supporting, expecting or feeling owed the content (like these are two puppets and not actual humans living their day to day lives).

I kind of feel like those that talk about them being distant are mostly young and immature with zero to no good loving and long term relationship experience.

But there are also MANY trolls utilizing this insecurity (which I for one don't get anymore - it comes in waves, it is always proven to be wrong time after time, and still it doesn't seem to go away). They hide as supposed jikook blogs or call themselves ex-jikookers, but they were never believers or supporters of the couple to begin with, and you can see it if you stay around long enough and read all their posts or comments. For the life of me, I do not understand people wasting their time and energy to try and convince people that a certain pair are not a couple, not a couple anymore or were never a couple. Like, I believe that JM and JK are a couple. Do I go to TKK accounts and try to convince them TKK aren't a couple, or try to convince them that Jikook are? Nope. I just don't get it.

This story of distant Jikook has been going on for exactly a year now. Starting when they got back from LA.

All while it was the exact same situation - not seeing them together, not having them to interact AT ALL on SM. stories of them being distant, them breaking up, JK cheating on JM, JM being with a new lover, and it goes on and on and on. All total bullshit. All totally baseless made up fanfics. All because people just cannot see them as two normal (yet super talented and successful) human beings actually having a normal long term loving relationship.

And every single time it gains traction, it's proven wrong by their behaviour with each other, things they say or do or even things we hear from other members (cough Hobi cough).

As you said: "we don't know shit". Not what they are doing workwise (apart from a vague knowledge JM is working on his album), what they are doing in their spare time, who they are spending their time with at work and in their free time (out and about or at home).

There is sooooooo much Jikook content, and although I'd love to get some new content, I do understand their need to stay private and silent at the moment.

So, why not enjoy what they have given us up to this point?

Anyway, I'm babbling away here. Lovely to have you onboard. Hope you enjoy the content in this blog, I will do my best to continue to add more and more in the new year too (I feel like it helps with missing them so much).

And I will take this opportunity to wish you and all my readers Happy new year. 💜💜  

[mrsbrekkers]

could you do a jesper x reader where the reader is more on the emotionless side and is always lowkey angry at the world and jesper is always happy/flirty?? I love that type of trope sm!!!

first request yEEEEE. i got this during work and practically jumped up and down 1; because i love jesper. 2; i actually didn’t think people who request. 3; because it gave me something to do when i got home lol

i hope this is up to what you were looking for! i didn’t quite have an idea for backstory in terms of your request, so i left that up to interpretation. plus, i haven’t written jesper before +++ this is the first one-shot i’ve written IN AGES

pairings; jesper x reader / kaz x inej + nina x matthias ( mentioned )

reader is non-gender specific because jesper is a bi-con and i want this to be seen as either female, male, non-binary pals, whatever one identifies with!

warnings; like one or two swearwords? guns, the usual soc stuff? and not edited in terms of grammar, etc.

word count; 2026 ( p proud mom here )

one shot under cut!

BOATS WERE MADE TO CREATE LAUGHS

The world was cruel.

Anyone who’d lived long enough in the barrel knew that, and still, somehow, Jesper Fahey managed to be as happy as he was. Whether it be after he’d lost all of his money gambling, or during a job gone wrong? Jesper Fahey never seemed all too affected by the barrel and the shit it’d throw at The Crows. Maybe it was because he was good at hiding his affliction. Maybe he’d become used to it, and simply decided to have a better onlook when it came to such affliction. Whatever it was?

The same couldn’t be said for Y/N.

Becoming used to the affliction wasn’t in the cards for them, but hiding it was. Keeping a stoic face, always observant. There was rarely a smile on their face. Inej had coined the stoic look as ‘The Brekker Stare’. Kaz had started it, but slowly Y/N grew to use it as well. It was easy to be emotionless. It made one more equipped to face danger and problems that arose. Or, that’s what Y/N’s excuse was when they were teased about using ‘The Brekker Stare’.

Missions were always the hardest to keep that stoic look on. Especially when paired with Jesper. It wasn’t that Y/N hated the boy, quite the opposite actually. They admired his ability to stay so joyful in a place such as the barrel. Sometimes they wished it was as easy as Jesper made it seem. Maybe that’s why they’d rather be paired with Nina, but that spot was reserved for Matthias - courtesy of Kaz Brekker and his secret want for them to work out their relationship. Inej was a good choice for a partner, but she worked either alone, or with Kaz. Rarely with anyone outside of those choices. Wylan made a good partner too, but Kaz and his reasons.

That left Jesper and Y/N.

The mission seemed simple enough - sneak into The Emerald Palace to gather information on what Rollin’s next move was. Eavesdropping seemed easy enough for The Crows. Inej was doing what she did best: moved quietly. Wylan posed as a new waiter, his hair tailored by Nina to appear brunette. Nina and Matthais acted as a drunk couple at the gambling table a few away from Jesper and Y/N.

“This is going to go horribly wrong,” Y/N spoke as they’d gone over the plan numerous times in their head. One, how would the Dime Lions not notice who they were? Nina was a good enough tailor, but she wasn’t a phenomenal one. Certainly not Genya Safin phenomenal. She was a heartrender after all. Two, they may not even receive the information they’d need. Three, if they were caught, that information would be useless.

“Oh come on Y/N, don’t be so down about the world. It hasn’t killed us yet,” Jesper responded. To which, Y/N simply gave a glare. Surely it hadn’t killed them, but it’d killed enough people for them to be mad at it.

“It won’t go horribly wrong as long as the two of you don’t bicker like children,” Kaz said with a wave of his cane between the two.

Gambling, a wonderful way to gather information. Whatever Kaz’s reasons for this mission was, Y/N wasn’t going to question it. They’d rather do their job, get their cut, and then return to the Slat. It was easier that way, but Jesper decided it wasn’t easier that way tonight.

“I’m raising, what do you think darling?” Jesper asked, his eyes glancing up at Y/N, who sat on his leg. 

“Raising with a hand like that?” Y/N asked out loud, raising an eyebrow. “You’re asking to be stung, dear.” They were bluffing, but doing a beautiful job so. Jesper had a royal flush - which in terms of luck tonight, was the best he’d had.

“Oh come on darling, it’s a wonderful hand. Money grabber at that!” Jesper said, his lips pouting out. Y/N would never understand how men could fall for such an act, but it seemed they didn’t have brains.

The men around them smirked, amused. They seemed to think they’d won, and with everyone raising and placing their hands down, Jesper chuckled. It was easy to play drunk men, and with Wylan continuously supplying them with alcohol, even easier to gain information.

“Boss is going to kill me,” one of the men murmured, making Y/N’s eyes shoot over in their direction. Their attention seemed taken then, eyes narrowing. Glancing down at Jesper, they nodded in the direction of the man.

“And why would that be?” One of the drunk men across the table asked. It seemed the men would do the work for Jesper and Y/N.

Easier for us, Y/N thought. Indeed it was. Words spilled from the men’s mouths, and before they’d known it, they learned of a job Rollins planned to have lined up. It was going well, until one of the men decided to become handsy with Y/N.

“A pretty one you’ve got here,” he spoke, causing Y/N to scowl. Pretty is not what you’ll be thinking when I break your nose. “Mind if I have a go at them?” The man added his hands finding their place on Y/N’s waist. Before Jesper could step in, Y/N’s leg lifted, the man doubling over at the pain that seared through his groin. 

“Touch me again, I dare you.” The commotion had caused men a part of the Dime Lions to step forward from around the room. Realizing they’d been compromised, Y/N glanced over at Wylan, nodding and then grabbing Jesper’s arm. “Close your eyes,” They said before a flash bomb went off, the room ringing as the two exited the back door, Kaz waiting mere feet away from it.

“Remember what I mentioned about not bickering like children?!” Kaz asked, rolling his eyes. Maybe if you didn’t pair us together, Brekker, we wouldn’t bicker. But Y/N knew better than to say that outloud to their boss. It was asking to be punished in some out of the box, Kaz Brekker way.

“The men got all handsy with Y/N! I must say that was rather attractive back there! Showing them who’s a badass!” Jesper yelled across the commotion as they began to run down the alleys of the barrel, leaving Kaz behind with Inej who’d jumped down as silent as the night. How she did that, Jesper and Y/N would contemplate together.

“This is not the time Jesper!” Y/N yelled, rolling their eyes.

“Oh come on, no flirting with me?!” 

“Jesper, we’re being chased by Dime Lions wanting to murder us, no I’m not going to flirt with you right now!” Then Y/N slipped down one of the alleyways, pulling Jesper’s arm. Coming to the edge of the canal Kaz had prepped with a boat in case this happened, Y/N jumped down into the boat with Jesper.

“Go,” Y/N said to Rotty who had been waiting. Then down the canal they were going. Out of breath and going down the canal, the trio rest in silence for a few moments.

“For a mission gone wrong, I’d say that was pretty successful,” Jesper said, showing the money he’d managed to grab from the table before the two of them had to run.

“Money? That’s what you call successful? It’ll be gone by tomorrow night at the Crow Club, we both know that,” Y/N said, huffing as they became situated on the boat. It was small, but it made do for the three on the boat. Their face held the usual stoic look, but just the smallest bit of anger broke through.

“The Brekker Stare is happening again, but is that . . . is that anger I see?” Jesper teased his face falling into the same look Y/N currently held.

“Jesper, this isn’t funny. We almost just died. Kaz is going to kill us. Are none of the consequences we’re going to experience angering you?” Y/N asked, their stoic face falling into semi panic. They were so going to experience the wrath of Kaz Brekker when they were safe and back at the Slat. Or the Crow Club. Whichever one they were found at first.

“All the information we just gathered? Is worth nothing because Rollins knows we were there. What was the one thing we were all supposed to manage?” Y/N wasn’t sure who they were mad at more. The man at the Emerald Palace was one of the people they were mad at, but also Jesper for always somehow, even after almost dying, being so flirty and happy. They’d never understand it.

“Getting out silently,” Jesper huffed. He knew Y/N was right, but he couldn’t help himself. Having a crush on your mission partner never made things easy. “But come on, you got to see me looking this dashing tonight,” he reminded, winking.

“I’m really beginning to think you don’t care for your life,” Y/N said with a small shake of their head, just the smallest laugh leaving their lips. Guns and all, Jesper still seemed oblivious to the fact that they’d just been shot at and found out by Pekka Rollins.

“Was that a laugh?” Jesper said with wide eyes, smirking.

Dammit. “No, no it wasn’t,” Y/N said, composing them-self.

“Oh yes it was, and it was angelic. You should laugh more. Do less of The Brekker Stare and more of The Y/N Angelic Laugh,” Jesper deemed, smiling like an idiot.

Then they couldn’t hold it in, and Y/N let the laugh completely consume them. “The Y/N Angelic Laugh? You’ve already coined it?”

“Indeed I did, and I will be taking full credit for this one. Inej took The Brekker Stare from me. This one is coined by me, Jesper Fahey, from this day, until the last.” Jesper had spent years trying to make Y/N laugh, and he’d almost deemed it impossible - but he always had his ways, and they finally had worked.

“I think I’ll be asking Inej to recoin it, thank you,” Y/N spoke as they exited the boat, thanking Rotty. They tossed their green outfit off, their usual black attire hidden underneath. Unaware of Jesper behind them, checking them out per usual.

“I think not. Inej wouldn’t believe I even made you laugh. Do you want her to know you can show emotion that isn’t being angry or pessimistic?” Jesper asked, standing from the boat. He loved teasing Y/N. It was among his favorite pastimes.

Y/N simply rolled their eyes, kicking Jesper in the shin. “I’ll have you know that the girls have seen me laugh.”

“Why don’t I believe that for a second?” Jesper asked. Because it isn’t entirely true. But why would Y/N give Jesper that satisfaction? They weren’t sure. Maybe it was because for once, they were experiencing feelings they hadn’t in a while.

“Because, the girls wouldn’t tell you if I had laughed.”

“No, no. Nina tells us everything. She tells us when Matthias checks her out, how Kaz does his little glance at Inej every time we’re about to leave for a mission, about how I stare at you for too long. I think she’d tell me about you laughing,” Jesper declared, making Y/N stop in their tracks.

He was good. They’d give him that. “You stare at me for too long?” Y/N turned their boot skidding along the wet concrete of Ketterdam.

“Oh yes, Nina declares it’s because I find you attractive, which I do, but you already knew that,” Jesper said, shrugging.

“Hmm,” Y/N simply said, their lips quirking for a moment in thought. “Fine, they haven’t heard me laugh,” and that was the only thing Y/N said before turning back to walk towards the Crow Club, leaving Jesper there with a dorkish grin.

As Jesper began to follow, he chuckled. “I made Y/N L/N laugh,” and with a skip and pull of his coat in victory, he declared he’d hear that sound again.

[maximura]

SM: WHAT ARE YOU DOING

SM in 2021 was atrocious. If success was only counted in terms of money and notoriety, then sure, SM had a great year. But critically? Musically? Creatively? SM was a dumpster fire in the pits of Hell. Not even Theodore Park and Rebecca Boom have been this bad. 

This descent into Hell has led us to the debut of SM’s ‘Girls On Top’ project, which can only be summed up as: a disappointing waste of talent. So the talent is there. The writer is there. The money and budget is there. The exposure is there. A built in fandom is there. The only conclusion I have is that this was a quick cash grab and they don’t actually care about the song or the lyrics. A tale as old as time. 

Firstly, if you want to call yourselves ‘Girls On Top’ and speak on female empowerment, it’s a dick move to bait-and-switch fans by releasing a song that calls out other women, or “silly girls”. Cheaters and boyfriend stealers belong in the trash for sure but they couldn’t pick a DIFFERENT theme to debut with?! After the year we’ve all had? More in fighting? You’re an All Girl Super Group and you’ve managed to define yourself by being about men. Because women are only of value if men desire them? You’re only a Badass Queen if your man is on “Another Level”? Self confidence is only obtained via the possession of a man that’s better than all other men? Gross...

This takes me to my second point: this whole damm project has male gaze and male voice and male paws all over it. When will SM ever let more women write and produce? I know the answer but it’s still so disappointing. I wish they went with a more female orientated team for this. Ryan Jhun worked on ‘Step Back’ and I know for a fact that he does not lack talent because he is the same dude responsible for Peaches (Kai), Sad Kids (Taemin) and several girl groups this year. That being said, please do not let this man write lyrics for this girl group. LSM and SM (the company) continue to show their true colours via the absolute misogynistic shit they approve. 

Many people genuinely love this song and can’t see the problems with its message and lyrics. Everybody is free to enjoy anything they want. That’s fine. And I truly do not want to be preachy but misogyny is so normalised, ingrained and internalised that I sometimes do wonder if people are seeing what I’m seeing. 

TLDR: Girls On Top ‘Step Back’ is Harley Quinn in The Suicide Squad. Sunmi is Harley Quinn in ‘Birds of Prey’. It’s the difference between the Male Gaze/Voice and Female Gaze/Voice. 

[elvish-sky]

Shut Up, Aragorn {Legolas x Reader}

A.N: So this was a whole lot of fun to write! It’s literally just pure, self-indulgent fluff but whatever, it’s what I needed. I’m a sucker for this trope, and I obviously love including shipper Aragorn so this was just a dream come true. I’m sorry it’s kinda short, but I hope you like it, Anon!

Requested by Anon on Tumblr: Hi, so I was cooking something yesterday and came up with an idea for Legolas x reader fanfic!!! I'm really hoping you could write it... So I don't usually like cooking and it's not something I'm very good at I came up with an idea that reader is with the fellowship and one day she decides to cook the meal but she's in fact a terrible cook and she completely ruins the stew/meal/whatever they were having that day, and everyone tries it and like ~ they see it's very very bad but Legolas pretends to like it and forces himself to eat the whole thing just to avoid hurting her feelings (fellowship (ahem Aragorn ahem) teases him for that later cause they ship them sm!!!) and like later maybe reader and Legolas can have the talk or something like "You didn't have to do that I knew I cook terrible..." and I don't exactly know what they can say and how they confess bUT IT CAN as usual INCLUDE ARAGORN CAUSE HE IS LITERALLY THE BEST SHIPPER IN THE WORLD, and with fluff!!! I know this is too much to ask and I'm sorry; also: you don't have to include any suggestions of mine if you don't like them, make it however you want and wish to - you always succeed to make it fluffy and so sweet!!! And THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!

Word Count: 983

Pairing: Legolas x Reader

Summary: It’s your night to cook for the Fellowship, and while you haven’t had much success with food in the past you think it’ll go well.

Warnings: Pure fluff

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Shut Up, Aragorn 

You ladled stew into the bowl, passing it to the waiting Sam before moving onto the next. The Fellowship had been on the move for several weeks, and it was your first night cooking. You had never been particularly skilled when it came to food, but you thought you’d done a decent job this time. Ladling the last bit into your own bowl, you moved to your spot around the fire, waiting to see everyone’s reactions. 

Aragorn was the first to take a bite, and he smiled at you, so you assumed the best. You looked around the circle as everyone else ate, all of them giving you the same sort of grin that Aragorn had.

“It’s delicious, Y/N!” 

You missed the looks of confusion everyone else gave Legolas at his words.

You finally took a bite and spat it out in disgust. 

“This is awful!” 

And then, “What did I do?” 

The entire group burst out laughing at your face. 

“Stop eating that, it’s disgusting!” You proceeded to dump your bowl out onto the grass next to you, not caring that it was wasteful because you had completely ruined it. Everyone else sheepishly tilted their bowls to show that they were all empty. 

“We, uh, kinda already got rid of ours when you weren’t looking,” Boromir admitted.

You laughed again. “Well, I’m terribly sorry to have put you all through that. Sam, could you scrounge something else up?”

The hobbit was nodding, already grabbing some herbs from his pack, but your attention was drawn elsewhere.

“Legolas, why are you still eating that?”

The elf was in fact still shoveling the stew into his mouth.

“I told you! I think it’s great! Y/N is a wonderful cook.”

Your mouth was hanging open in disbelief. 

“Huh. Well, I’m gonna go get more water for Sam from the stream.” You stood and grabbed the buckets, humming as you walked down to the water.

Meanwhile, the rest of the group was busy teasing Legolas.

“I knew you liked her, but I didn’t realize you were completely devoted to her!” Boromir nudged the elf, beaming. 

Legolas was blushing. “I am not devoted to her, I just felt bad about the stew!”

“Please! I’d only eat that stew if it was the last thing in the world! You’re clearly very much in love with her to do that.”

“Shut up, Aragorn,” was the only response Legolas had to that.

Aragorn shrugged, unconcerned, and stood. “I’m going to go see if Y/N needs any help with those buckets.”

“So, Y/N, I noticed you talking with Legolas earlier.”

“Uh, yeah, he’s one of only nine other people to talk to. So?” 

You were ankle-deep in the stream, filling up one of the buckets.

“Well, you seemed to be having a good time with him.”

“Yeah, he’s really nice. He also loves to talk about archery.”

As you put the bucket on the shore, reaching for the second, Aragorn wasn’t sure if you were purposefully being like this.

“And then just now, you were blushing a lot when he complimented your stew!”  

You walked out of the water, picking up both buckets and starting to walk, the ranger keeping pace easily.

“Again, so?”

“I’m just saying I think the two of you would be very good together,” he observed.

He noticed you were struggling with the two buckets and grabbed one, careful not to slosh the water out.

He continued, “I mean, with his love of archery and your skill with the sword, you two are perfect for each other!” 

You noticed the smirk on his face.

“Shut up, Aragorn.” You sped up, leaving him behind shaking his head at you in mock disappointment.

“C’mon, Y/N. You know I’m right!”

Back at the campsite, you dropped the buckets next to Sam, smiling as he gave you a nod of thanks, before pulling Legolas aside. 

“You didn’t have to eat that. I know it was awful.”

“I wanted to, though. And it was actually pretty good!”

You laughed at the earnest look on his face. “C’mon, Legolas. Stop lying. Why did you do it?”

He looked down, not meeting your eyes. “I didn’t want you to feel bad.”

“Oh.” You didn’t think you could love him any more than you already did, but with this, you were just helpless. You didn’t care about getting your heart broken, at this point, so you went for it.

You whispered, “Can I kiss you?”

He blushed again. “I thought you’d never ask.”

Legolas bent down and slanted his head so that his lips met yours. It was gentle, sweet, exactly what you’d expected from the kindhearted elf. Then, he pulled away. Looking into his eyes, you saw something spark but didn’t have time to think about it. His mouth was on yours again, a deeper kiss than before as he backed you up so that you were pressed between him and the tree. You wrapped your legs around his waist, and tangled your hands in his hair, kissing him as enthusiastically as he was you. 

A whistle sounded from behind him, and you quickly broke apart, flushed, to see the rest of the Fellowship lined up. Merry and Pippin had their hands over Sam and Frodo’s eyes, and Boromir had his hands over theirs, making for a very amusing picture of blinded hobbits. 

Legolas shot Boromir a look.

“What? I’m protecting their innocence,” the man declared, finally removing his hands. Merry and Pippin blinked at the sudden light, even though it was dusk before Pippin smirked at you.

Whatever he was about to say was stopped by Aragorn, who stepped forward, wiping fake tears from his eyes as he slung each arm around your and Legolas’ shoulders.

“Ahhh, my two best friends, together at last. I might cry.” 

You each smacked him and then spoke in unison.

“Shut up, Aragorn!”

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[leejungchans]

— the road ahead.

juliet’s masterlist | 👀 ask juliet anything!!

word count: 1.4k

set in late january, 2018 and before juliet was invited to join ateez’s lineup

summary: after the end of mixnine, ryujin and juliet discuss their future plans.

a/n: oof this is kinda angsty but it ends on a positive note i promise 😭😭 please leave feedback and chat with me :3 💕

“What a wild ride, huh?” Juliet laughs sadly, taking a sip of her soda. The fizzy beverage really isn’t helping. As it travels down her throat, she feels as though it’s freezing every part inside her, filling her with a sense of numbness and deepening the pit of dread in her stomach.

Or maybe it’s just the weather. She loves winter, but something about the biting cold when she’s already in a bad headspace sends her further down that downwards spiral.

Juliet curses herself for her choice of beverage, and again for not finishing it so she wouldn’t still be holding onto it as the two girls walk out the warm restaurant and out into the streets.

“Yeah,” Ryujin agrees quietly. Their dinner was full of exchanged bittersweet smiles and unspoken words, though neither girl dared bring up the elephant in the room until they finished eating. It being the disappointment from losing on MIXNINE. Of course, they both knew they gave it their all, and ultimately there could only be one winner, so there really are no hard feelings towards anyone.

It just never feels good to lose out on such a chance; to be so, so close to reaching your dream only to fail at the last second.

She remembers the staff at KQ congratulating her for making it that far into the competition, and she could tell that they were pleased how she managed to garner so much positive attention for both herself and the company from the show, however unexpected it was. She also remembers how excited the boys were for her when she made it into the girls’ team for the final competition, happy at the prospect of their friend debuting.

Perhaps this is why losing hurts even more, because she didn’t only let herself down, but also the people who believed in her.

It’s been a while since Juliet’s felt this way. The first was when she left SM. While knowing the decision was necessary for her mental health, another part of her blamed herself for being unable to endure it and giving up on a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity when so many others would kill to be in her place. The second time being when she was approached by the KQ scout, not knowing whether it was all worth a second chance but also not wanting to go home to her family in Sydney having accomplished nothing.

Why has she not gotten better at dealing with these emotions? Shouldn’t she have developed a thicker skin? Why doesn’t it hurt less?

And to think that she thought she really had a chance after performing so consistently in MIXNINE. Had it all been wishful thinking?

For Juliet, desperation always led to naivety. It seems like this was no exception.

“What are you thinking about?” Ryujin asks gently, pulling her scarf up to cover her face more as a gust of icy wind hits them.

“Just what I should do now... I guess.”

“Did your company discuss any plans with you?”

“No,” Juliet sighs, her breath condensing into a small puff of white fog. “There aren’t any other female trainees yet, so either they’ll start recruiting some to form a girl group for later, or... I don’t know...”

Ryujin hesitates before choosing her next words carefully. “What about your friends? The boys in your company?”

“The company is planning to debut them late this year. I think they’ll also be heading to LA soon to train further. They’ll be great, I just know it.” A small smile tugs at Juliet’s lips at the mention of the boys, because no matter how terrible and lost she feels about her future in the industry, she is unquestionably happy for the boys for being one step closer to their dream.

Still, there’s a pang in her heart from the thought of not being able to see the boys as often now that they weren’t going to train as regular trainees, but as to-be idols. She wonders how she’ll be able to handle training alone once they leave for LA.

It hurts to think about it—being in their practice room without hearing Wooyoung’s signature laugh, or Seonghwa nagging everyone to stay hydrated, or Hongjoong’s pleading voice urging everyone to sober up when things get just a little too chaotic.

And what about eating lunch without sharing laughs over Yunho and Mingi’s jokes and retellings of funny incidents that happened to them? Or not getting to beat Jongho at arm wrestling even though it’s only because he let her win? Will she also start looking at fried chicken differently because she won’t have Yeosang and San to share it with?

So many questions, not enough answers. Juliet’s chest constricts, so she shakes her head to rid herself of those thoughts before she starts breaking down in the middle of the busy Seoul streets. She’ll deal with them later, she supposes. “Enough about me,” she chuckles weakly. “What about you?”

“JYP is debuting me next year with a few other girls,” Ryujin admits after a few beats of silence. “They said I have to start preparing for it next week.”

Juliet grins. “That’s amazing!” Her smile drops immediately when she notices Ryujin’s frown. “But why do you sound so sad about it?”

The shorter girl pouts. “I don’t know... I guess it just feels... wrong bringing that up at this time. It feels like I’m rubbing salt into the wound.”

This time, Juliet lets out a genuine laugh as she clasps her hands over one of Ryujin’s. “Silly, I’m happy for you more than anything! Don’t think like that!”

“I wish you were in JYP, they’d definitely put you in my team, and we could’ve debuted together.”

“That would be fun,” Juliet admits wistfully, “but it’s not the end for me. At least, I hope not.” She doesn’t know if she’s trying to convince Ryujin or herself. Maybe both. “My contract is not up yet, so at least I’ll be in Seoul until the end of this year, and we can keep meeting up until then!”

“You’re planning to leave after that?” Ryujin asks with widened eyes. This is the first time she’s heard Juliet mention leaving Seoul. “Where to? Home in Sydney?”

Juliet shrugs. “Yeah, but nothing’s set in stone yet. For now I’ll just keep training, see if the company has any plans for me in the next few years. If not... I’ll probably go home and continue with my studies.”

The thought of returning to Australia empty-handed makes her stomach twist. How can she look her family in the eye after that when they’ve been nothing but supportive of her dream? The least she could do is repay them with some form of success, but her future seems so murky that it doesn’t seem possible, and she wonders if it’s really that bad going back to Sydney. At least she’d be home.

“They better have plans for you,” Ryujin says fiercely, snapping Juliet out of her daze. “I don’t want to lose you so soon!”

With the help of the warm glow from the street lamps, Juliet catches sight of her friend’s glossy eyes.

“Ryujin... are you crying?” Alarmed, Juliet stops immediately rummage through her bag for tissues, letting out a small aha! when she hears the crinkle of the plastic packaging underneath her fingertips. Ryujin lets her gently dab away the tears trailing down her cheeks.

They may have only known each other for a few months, but they’ve been through so much together that Juliet considers Ryujin one of her closest friends now. “Don’t cry, Jinnie,” she soothes. Both of them don’t comment on how her voice cracked at the end of the sentence. “It’ll be okay, we’ll always be friends even if I go h—oh no, I’m gonna start crying too.”

This makes Ryujin giggle, and she takes the opportunity to take several deep breaths. “It’s just... I’m really happy we got to be friends. I’ve seen so many of my friends come and go because of how this industry is... and it doesn’t hurt any less each time. I think I’ll actually be crushed if I stop hearing from you too...”

“I’ll never stop bothering you, so don’t worry about that,” Juliet says brightly in effort to cheer her up, though she herself is rapidly blinking back hot tears. “I promise I won’t give up so soon.”

“Swear on it.”

Juliet puts up three fingers, albeit a little clumsily due to her thick gloves. “I solemnly swear that I will not give up on debuting.”

Ryujin raises a brow. “And?”

“And I also solemnly swear to never stop being friends with Shin Ryujin.”

She nods approvingly. “Good. Seriously though, your company is blind if they don’t have anything planned for you. You’ll be huge someday, I know it.”

Juliet links their arm together as they continue walking, their conversation restoring a sliver of hope in her.

“We both will. Count on it.”

a/n: ngl writing that part about juliet and the boys made my heart hurt aHa 💔💔 i think this update gives even more insight into ryuliet’s friendship!! being on mixnine was very mentally taxing on juliet, and ever since meeting ryujin they’ve been each other’s rocks throughout the competition ;-; now look at them both being 4th gen it girls ✨🥺

let me know what you think!! 🥺🥺 i really do love interacting with you guys!! thank you for reading and take care 💕

[jessicanjpa]

what do you think carlises first impressions of Bella were? what he expected for Edward?

I’m sorry I took so long on this! I wanted to wait until I read those parts of Midnight Sun again (ER scene, meet-the-Cullens scene) but of course there isn’t much there about Carlisle’s impressions. And I’m still frustrated that there was hardly ANYTHING in Midnight Sun re: Carlisle’s thoughts re: Bella and Edward’s relationship/problems/future. (Or... am I relieved?) I know SM tends to get tunnel vision about Bella and Edward’s relationship when it comes to secondary characters (and that we have completely unrealistic expectations at this point anyway when it comes to those characters) but I really was surprised at the lack of Carlisle-Edward interactions re: Bella in general. It’s like this huge blank spot in the book, at least for those of us who tend to focus on Carlisle and Edward’s dynamic.

ANYWAY. The Carlisle side of the meet-the-Cullens scene focuses more on Carlisle’s effort to put Bella at ease, and there’s even less in the ER scene. So I’ll have to wing it. (no idea why this got so long, rest under the cut)

I think it’s kind of unintentionally symbolic that Carlisle’s first impression was through her x-rays, so his *actual* first impression other than “who is this human who is throwing Edward into another existential crisis, he didn’t need this” was “oh wow this girl is unusually clumsy.” It kind of goes with the idea of Bella being fragile and needing overprotection that becomes a theme in how they all interact with her.

Carlisle’s first in-person impression in the ER was probably noticing her reluctance to be the center of attention, her intelligence at suspecting Edward’s other-ness, her dry sense of humor, etc. Basically her dialogue through that scene. By the time he “met” her again in their house, Bella knew the secret and he was more focused on Not Being Scary. So he certainly cared about her level of comfort, but I’m not sure at what point he actually got to know Bella a little? The New Moon stitches scene could have taken place with or without a lot of get-to-know-you chats happening beforehand, so that doesn’t really help.

Overall, I think Carlisle was silently racking up a “Hmm, she IS good for Edward isn’t she?” list in his head because for a long time, it really was about Edward and Edward’s human, not about Edward and Bella (again, that’s another post). So I think he was hopeful to some degree that this thing would work out, and at some point along the way, he came to admire Bella as a person that he’d be happy to call a daughter. But I think there was also an element of fear to his impressions? He was seeing the effects of the relationship on Edward, knowing that it was at least heading in the *direction* of a mate bond, and of course he was already wrestling with the possibility of having to change a healthy person for the first time. 

But he feared what would become of Edward if this should not work out, whether because Bella might lose interest or because the worst might still happen. I think part of his agreement to leaving in New Moon was the intolerable danger of that will-they-won’t-they middle ground. It was Edward’s last-ditch effort to give Bella a normal life, but for Carlisle, it very well may have been a last-ditch effort to protect Edward from developing a true mate bond with someone who might die/might not experience that bond in the same way. We readers know that bond had already formed, at least by the time Bella came to the house for the first time, but I’m not sure Carlisle did. Even though there were other successful vampire/human love stories out there, I’m not sure Carlisle was familiar enough with any of them to assume that things would work out for the best—especially since Edward was so adamantly opposed to the happy ending he was, to all appearances, hurtling towards. (I’ve seen a lot of fics where the Cullens left in NM specifically because Edward did a pretty good job of convincing them that it wasn’t a real mate bond, and I think that’s a good theory.)

But generally speaking, as a person, I think Carlisle admired Bella in many ways, specifically the ways she reminded him of Edward or showed her care for Edward. Most striking was her ability to take in the weirdness of this supernatural world and be so... okay with it? I think that really surprised and impressed him since he continues to wrestle with vampirism on a spiritual level. That’s separate from his hopes and fears re: her and Edward’s relationship, though, and I really wish that in the immortality vote scene Carlisle had given some indication that he was voting yes for HER sake, and not just for Edward’s. 

[emy-loves-you]

(Slightly) Less Useless, (Definitely) Gayer Chapter 4

Confronting the Princes

Chapter 3 | Masterlist | Chapter 5

Warnings: Some of this is in the POV of a predatory transphobe, so a lot of bad things will be mentioned (also, as I post this I realize that the first few lines could be seen as discussions of animal cruelty, no animals were harmed or considered being harmed in this fic)

“Okay, but wouldn't it get a little bit drunk?”

“No. The Carassius auratus would surely suffocate before it could become intoxicated. Besides, the chances of it even ingesting any liquid before dying is slim.”

“Ooh! Would it be like hotboxing, but with death?”

“I am not sure what ‘hotboxing’ means.”

“I’ll have to show you later!”

Virgil sighed as he entered the room. “You’re not getting Logan high.” Remus and Logan were sitting on the couch, debating something. Virgil pushed down his jealousy. Debating wasn’t exclusively between Logan and Virgil. Besides, Remus tended to discuss topics that made Virgil… uncomfortable, to say the least. Speaking of which…“Do I want to know what you’re talking about?”

Remus bounced lightly in his seat. “I was wondering what would happen if you put a goldfish in a tank filled with vodka.”

Ah, so a tamer topic this time. Virgil shrugged, heading over to the couch. “Mind if I listen in?” Remus shrugged, and Logan held out his arms. Virgil (a little too eagerly) accepted, moving to sit in his boyfriend’s lap. Logan’s arms moved to wrap around Virgil’s waist as he rested his head on Virgil’s shoulder. Virgil sighed, closing his eyes as they continued their conversation on drunk fish.

As the conversation continued, Virgil allowed his mind to wander. It’s been one month since Virgil confessed to his boyfriends. Not much has happened, surprisingly. Any time Virgil’s boyfriends weren’t busy, they’d all hang out at Janus’ house. Virgil was relieved to see everyone getting along, especially Remus. Remus’ intrusive thoughts and insecurities made him uncomfortable to go out in public alone. Virgil was happy that Remus was developing a positive relationship with Patton, Logan, and especially Roman.

Speak of the Devil. Roman suddenly knocked on the door. “I hate to interrupt, but breakfast is ready.” Remus squealed, running to the dining room. Logan and Virgil followed at a more subdued pace. It was currently almost noon, so it was more like brunch than breakfast, but it’s the thought that counts. Today was the 5-year anniversary of Janus and Remus’ relationship, and Janus wanted to celebrate by cooking breakfast for Remus. Considering the fact that Janus has never cooked a single meal in his life, this meant a lot. Janus had spent the entire morning attempting to make something edible with the help of Patton and Roman. Virgil decided to stay out of the kitchen, not wanting his own anxieties and possessiveness of Janus’ kitchen to cause interference.

Everyone took a seat at the dining table as Janus and Patton entered, each with a tray of food. There were buttermilk pancakes, eggs, and bacon. Janus took a seat next to Remus while Patton sat next to Virgil. They ate in relative silence, with the occasional compliment to Janus’ cooking (sure, the bacon was burnt and the pancakes were in multiple pieces, but it was good for Janus’ first attempt). Eventually, everyone finished eating and quietly talked amongst themselves. Logan and Roman were arguing over how to properly eat a pancake. Remus seemed determined to kiss every square inch of Janus’ face, making sure to whisper something in Janus’ ear between every kiss. Virgil and Patton watched quietly, holding hands underneath the table.

Bzzz Bzzz Bzzz

Roman looked at his phone and paled considerably. Logan glanced at the phone and sighed. “Just ignore it, Roman.”

Remus looked up. “Ignore what?” He looked over at the phone and read the contact name. “Why are they calling you!” He looked furious.

Roman huffed, shoving the phone away. “They call me once a month to try and convince me to stop being gay. They constantly call it a ‘phase.’ And according to them, the only reason I’m gay is that I thought it would magically bring you back somehow.” If it wasn’t such a serious conversation, Virgil would’ve snorted at the jazz hands Roman sarcastically made at ‘magically.’

Remus stared at the phone in silent fury while Janus got out his phone. He entered a number but didn’t hit call, just watching Remus. Virgil watched as Remus turned to look at Janus. Remus bit his knuckle as he looked at the phone. Janus showed him the number and raised and eyebrow. Remus sighed and brought his non-bitten hand to tug at his hair. Janus gently removed the hand from Remus’ hair, rubbing small circles into Remus’ wrist. Remus stared for a few more minutes before sighing. “We’re gonna need time to get ready.”

Janus smiled softly. “I know. I’ll help get everything together.”

Roman sat up, grabbing his phone as it stopped ringing. “Get what together?”

Remus turned to Roman with a shaky smile on his face. “Have you ever been in a limo?”

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Barbara Prince was surprised to hear a knock at the door. Today was both Barbara and her husband’s day off, and the two of them were in the living room. Barbara was dusting the mantel, while John was watching some sports game that Barbara didn’t care about. Barbara hummed a small tune as she set down the cleaning supplies and went to answer the door. She made sure to take her time; if someone wanted to talk to her that badly, they could wait a few minutes. Now, who could it be? Almost everyone is out on vacation right now.

Barbara Prince did not gasp at the sight of Janus Williams outside her house, thank you very much. Barbara never believed that she’d ever meet such a prestigious (or wealthy) individual. If Barbara wasn’t a faithful wife, she would’ve swooned on sight (never mind how Mr. Williams is several decades younger; after his mother died, Barbara’s sure the man would enjoy an older woman in his life).

If Mr. Williams noticed the staring, he didn’t say anything. In fact, all of his attention was turned towards the other man on the porch. The other man was also fairly attractive. He and Mr.Williams were both wearing form-fitting business suits with green and yellow accessories. The man seemed uncomfortable, biting his lip (which only drew attention to his face- or more specifically, his mustache).

Barbara snapped herself out of it, finally noticing that she’d been staring at the two of them for an improperly long amount of time. She gave Mr. Williams her best smile. “Hello. How may I help you fine gentlemen?”

Mustache Man slightly cringed before taking a deep breath. “Hello, Mother.”

Barbara froze for a second. “Roman? Oh, sweety! It’s so good to see you!” She quickly wrapped her arms around him, ignoring the way he tensed up “I see you took my advice, and I’m so proud of you!” She let go of him, only to pinch his cheek. “Look at you, all dressed up for business! And I see you know Mr.Williams.” She turned to look at the man in question, who’s face had stayed neutral the entire time. “I hope my son hasn’t been too much of a handful.” She giggled at the irony, hiding her smile behind her hand. After years of disappointment, one of her children were actually paying off!

Mr.Williams cleared his throat. “I believe we’ve reached a bit of a misunderstanding.” He made a gesture behind him, and Barbara finally noticed the vehicle parked on the street. Is that a limo?! The back door opened, and four men stepped out. The first man Barbara didn’t recognize; he wore a similar outfit with purple accessories. Barbara fought back a sneer at his shaggy purple hair. The next two people took her a moment to recognize; they both wore glasses and their suits each had sky blue or navy blue accessories. Barbara didn’t bother to hide her sneer when she recognized them. Logan Croft and Patton Morale. Roman’s ‘boyfriends.’ What are THEY doing here. She smirked. Maybe they’re here to apologize for all the shit they convinced Roman to put me through. I’ll let them grovel and beg for forgiveness. Barbara was so distracted by Croft and Morale, she didn’t even notice the last person until they were already on the porch.

Roman!? Barbara turned to look at not-Roman. The man chuckled nervously, biting his lip again. “It’s been quite a while now, hasn’t it, Mother?”

Barbara found herself freezing again. “Rebecca?”

Rebecca tensed up while the man with purple hair hissed out, “That is NOT his name!”

John chose that moment to approach the door. “Honey, who’s at the door?”

Rebecca took a deep breath. “I have just come to say a proper goodbye. You never respected my wishes to be a man, and you never respected Roman’s wishes to love who he wants to love. But we are both living happy and successful lives without the two of you. I ask that you never try and contact me or Roman from here on out. Good day.” With that, Rebecca spun on her heel and went to walk away. Mr.Williams touched Rebecca’s elbow and whispered something in her ear. Rebecca nodded once before walking away with Roman and his boyfriends in tow.

Mr.Williams smiled at Barbara and John. It reminded John of the smiles Barbara used to give the gay men who lived down the street. It reminded Barbara of a python, poised to strike. “If I may come inside, there is something that I would like to discuss with you, Mr and Mrs.Prince.”

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Virgil watched from his seat in the limo as Janus was forcibly shoved out of the house, the door slamming shut behind him. Virgil had to physically restrain Remus from getting out of the limo. Janus quickly brushed himself off, muttering something that Virgil couldn’t hear. He quickly made his way back to the limo, giving the simple order to take them home. Whatever he told the Princes, he didn’t share with the rest of them. Virgil watched as Remus and Roman curled up together. The two brothers were uncharacteristically quiet, with Remus rubbing small circles into Roman’s hands.

Roman suddenly grabbed Remus’ right arm. “Do you remember?” The rest of the question went unsaid. Whether because Roman didn’t want to talk much or because it was an obvious memory, Virgil didn’t know.

Remus chuckled softly. “Yeah. We climbed the old oak tree in the backyard. You fell out and I tried to catch you and suddenly my arm broke from under your fat ass.”

Roman nodded. “Do you remember what you said?”

Remus tilted his head. “I said a lot of things that day. I specifically remember that day being the first time cussed that bitch out.” He smiled softly. “But I don’t think that’s what you’re talkin’ about. Can you be more specific, Ro?”

Roman sighed. “You said that we would stick together. That you would never let me fall alone.”

Remus’ smile grew. “Yeah, ‘birds of a feather’ and all that. Why’d ya ask?”

Roman took a deep breath. “Does that still apply now? I know I pushed you away and it’s been so long but-”

Remus pulled Roman in for a hug. “Roman, you are my brother. You mean the world to me. I’m sorry I left you alone. But I promise that we’ll stick together from here on out.” We gave Roman a shaky smile. “Twins forever, right?”

Roman laughed, tears forming in his eyes. “Yeah, twins forever.”

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