#In fact if it's making cookies or cakes he might be better at it……

[justsomedrawing]

Pls kinda lad, drop some operation robloxia bits... I'm starving 💔💔💔💔

HELLO ANON ! Sorry for the late response. I didn't exactly get your ask until now. I figured you wanted some facts, so i might as well just list a few things i've already mentioned in my twt account. Of course, most of this are mostly about Pre-O:R or stuff that aren't spoilers to the game

idk if this makes sense but Player *is* us. They are not a separate entity from us as the player, WE ARE THE PLAYER. I want to be able to let people have self inserts (in a way), which is why the player is not a separate character from you. Your choice in game is yours.

While the pre-o:r comics suggest that 1x sees Roblox as her grandpa (seen in Paranoid, this doodle, and Gift), this does not mean they're blood related. All of the admins and Roblox are not blood related despite being created by the same person, though some kind of became like this little found family. quick messy family tree i made an hour ago

Speaking of family; Shedletsky, MrDoombringer, and Matt Dusek sees eachother as brothers (again not blood related. I love found family in a sense HELP)

O:R Shedletsky and 1x have a healthy father daughter relationship. I can't say the same for Shed and Roblox or 1x and Roblox

Emmet's favorite flavor is cherry, second is cookies and cream (this goes for drinks, candy, ice cream, cake, etc.)

Emmet has a cat named Kitters and they are the thing keeping them together.

As a plum, Shedletsky likes to bite Roblox a lot.

Roblox doesn't know how to cook.

Builderman was forced to toughen up and take Shed's place after Shed left HQ, which is why he looks so tense in the og refsheet i made.

like the description of her refsheet, BrightEyes and Shedletsky is "divorced". Though, this is probably to cover up something else.

Assistant is a character that will appear alongside 1x I believe. She is created by my co director, @timeshift-playground :]

Every early admin has a trueform. After 2x2 merged with earth, the later admins are mortals granted god-like powers (demideity)

For those who don't know, RSA means Robloxia Secret Agency, and we are playing as an RSA agent !! RSA was created some time after Shed left HQ

007n7 is just a chill dude guys trust !

Speaking of 007n7, don't tell anyone but he is currently making more c00lkidds to add to his little army

I imagine the c00lkidds acting like lickers (heh Resident Evil mentioned)

Clockwork's true form is like, super tall. If you know G1 Optimus Prime, Clockwork's true form is as tall as that

Emmet is a huge fan of Clockwork, mainly because they are interested in gears and technology or something. Also huge robot fan heh

Yes the may madness gang will be in O:R. Timesy is the one writing them so for now I don't know their role, yet.

Emmet is actually my robloxsona! Originally they are a conspiracy theorist who got brainwashed into working under Roblox. After some VERY LONG re(d)write with the help of Timesy, I have far better lore for Emmet. I'd tell you their old lore was VERY MESSY

Operation: Robloxia was actually made out of spite, because I couldn't find a good game in Roblox that isn't a snooze fest and it pisses me off HELP. I always wanted more story focused games, which is why I'm currently developing O:R and doing the best I can !!

most of the agents stuff is inspired by Resident Evil, because I really love the game. The RSA was inspired by the BSAA. Spencer was inspired by Albert Wesker. Emmet was inspired by RE2 Leon S Kennedy. Most of the vibe I'm trying to give was inspired by RE itself lol

Click here to view the original threat on twt

THAT'S ALL FOR NOW !!

[vodika-vibes]

I Gotchu, Pretty Girl

Summary:  Mayday knows his cyare better than anyone, so when he comes home after a long week away and sees dark circles under her eyes and how she seems to be dragging, Mayday takes it upon himself to make everything better.

Pairing: Commander Mayday x F!Reader

Word Count: 654

Warnings: None

A/N: This story is brought to you by the fact that I haven't sleep well in weeks. I hope you all like it.

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When he gets home, the house smells like cinnamon and nutmeg. It’s a good sign that his beautiful cyare has been baking, but it’s also a worrying sign that his cyare, probably, hasn’t been sleeping.

Mayday’s poor love in an insomniac. 

This means that she can go weeks at a time only getting a few hours of sleep a night. When it’s really bad, she might only get an hour or two of sleep and she’ll spend the rest of the night baking.

It’s a double-bladed sword, really.

On one hand, Mayday has a never-ending supply of cookies, cakes, and brownies, which he loves. On the other hand, though, holding her while she sobs into his chest because she’s just so damned tired breaks his heart every time it becomes necessary.

He’d happily give up all of the desserts if it meant that she could sleep through the night.

Mayday sets his bag on the floor by the front door and absently kicks his boots off, making a mental note to come back and clean up after himself once he’s sure that his love is okay, and then he heads into the kitchen.

She’s sitting at the kitchen table, a focused expression on her pretty face, while she carefully decorates a tray of cookies.

Cookies, Mayday realizes with a painfully fond smile, that are decorated to look like little clone troopers.

He steps into the kitchen properly and she looks up, a bright smile crossing her face. And, while she looks stunning, Mayday can’t help but note the dark circles under her eyes and the way her shoulders seem to be sagging.

His poor love didn’t sleep much at all while he was gone, did she?

“Mayday, welcome home!” 

She stands, and Mayday’s eyes narrow slightly as he sees her using the table to keep her balance.

“I’m glad to be back,” He opens his arms so she’s able to slide into them, then he hugs her tightly, “Cookies, love?”

He feels her shrug, “I missed you, and thought it might help.”

“Did it?”

She turns her head so it’s resting on his shoulder a small pout playing on her lips, “No. It just made me miss you more.”

“I’m sorry, pretty girl. But I’m home now, so you don’t have to miss me anymore.” He slowly strokes her back from between her shoulder blades down to the small of her back, and then back up again.

She hums in reply, turning her head so she’s able to press her nose into his neck

“Did you get any sleep at all while I was gone, cyar’ika?”

She’s quiet for a moment, and then she sighs, “Not a lot, no.”

“I’m so tired, May.”

“I know, sweetheart.” He tightens his arms around her, “How about we put everything away, and lay down together?”

“That sounds wonderful.”

He lightly kisses the top of her head and then releases her to help her quickly clean the kitchen. Though, really, it was mostly just covering the cookies and putting the frosting in the fridge.

And then he’s stretched out in bed with his perfect cyare tucked against his side. He’s stripped her out of her day clothes and tugged one of his shirts over her head.

It’s a very attractive look for her, but more importantly, she looks comfortable. Which was the whole point. 

“Are you going to fall asleep on me, cyare?”

“M’sorry, May—”

He shushes her gently, his lips pressing against her forehead, “There’s no need for that.” His lips trail down to brush over hers, “I gotchu, pretty girl.”

Some of the tension drains from her body as she snuggles against him, her legs tangling with his while her eyes drift closed. “Love you, May.” She mumbles against his shoulder.

“Mm, I love you too.” He kisses the side of her head one more time, “Get some sleep, sweetheart. I’ll be here when you wake.”

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[shiroisotto64]

Fionna & Cake hcs

Fionna

She’s and adrenaline junkie. No questions asked. She loves to bring you with her on adventures! Fighting is already fun, but it’s so much better with company. (Especially if you’re dating)

You’d have to help her keep the apartment in check. It’s a mess when she’s not reminded to tidy it up. Put on some music and she’ll be more willing to get up and clean.

KEEP HER OUT OF THE KITCHEN. This woman CANNOT cook to save her life. That’s why Fionna and cake each sandwiches and take out. She’s tried but Fionna has a track record for burning water so…

Really affectionate and doesn’t mind PDA. She gets flustered but will return you’re affections without question. She’s also always hyping you up. New outfit? She’s the first to comment. Killed a bad guy really quickly? She’s quick to pull you into a strong hug afterwards.

Date nights are anything under the sun honestly. Cuddling in bed? Yeah. Going to a concert? Absolutely!

You could go skating, swimming, anything really but it’s best to do something that can keep her occupied. If she gets bored she’ll kinda space out. She doesn’t mean to though and will apologize later.

Simon

He likes to read to you. In fact he’ll lend you his books to read so you can both talk about it afterwards. He gets really excited to do this and tends to ramble. So you’ll have to excuse him.

Once you say something he’s more conscious and tries not to do it anyone unless your encourage him. He still has his dark days but it’s way easier with you. However Simon hates feeling like a burden.

So he’s not the best with communicating his problems. He tends to lock them away until he snaps. He always feels horrible and leaves for a bit to calm down and clear his head.

He’s an introvert. But if you want him to go with you he’ll try at least. But he will be vocal about it if he feels uncomfortable and wants to go back home. Date nights are pretty chill honestly.

Baking, watching movies / documentaries. Reading or talking about books together. He likes when you talk about you’re interests! He’ll listen and ask questions so he gets it to. He gets real flustered with PDA so keep that in mind to.

Marshall Lee

Real laid back and chill. He plays his guitar while y’all hang out. He has and still will write songs about and or inspired by you and his friends.

He’s really supportive. He encourages you to go after you’re dreams and do whatever makes you happy. Marshall finds it real cute when you wear his shirts or button ups.

Hell he encourages it even. He vents to you about his mom sometimes. He really appreciates you listening and is even more appreciative if you give him advice on how to properly talk to / get through to her.

Has a sweet tooth. You can easily bride him with sweets of any kind. Want him to wash the dishes for you? Whip out a box of his fav cookies from the store. He’s never washed dishes faster in his life.

You’d end up paying for a lot of stuff, sorry. He tries his best to get money singing on the corners and streets of the town yet it only pays so much. He really appreciates it if you’re patient with him.

He’s ok with Pda and will reciprocate you’re affections but doesn’t expect to not be teased in the process.

Gary

He’s like a mother hen. He gets worried if you don’t answer his texts within 10 minutes honestly. It might get annoying and if it does? Gently tell him how you feel and he’ll do his best to be more patient.

He likes cooking and baking for you. And it makes his whole week if you praise his skills and tell him how much you love it. Bonus point if you can bake or if you give him constructive criticism!

He likes it when you play in his hair. He loves it when you pull his head into you’re lap and run you’re fingers through his pink hair. He’ll be out in minutes honestly.

Gary swoons whenever you put on his sweaters. He has bought the both of you matchin ones. And he is also the type to wanna get matching couples outfits. Just putting that out there.

He likes it when you to clean together. He cleans the dishes and you rinse them off. You both finish that much faster and after he goes up behind you to embrace you. He’ll stay like that for as long as you let him.

Gets flustered by PDA but welcomes it anyways. And Gary is super affectionate at night. He doesn’t care if he’s big or little spoon just hold him.

Finn

He’s affectionate and tries to be as honest with you as he can. But Finn isn’t the best with negative feelings. We all saw how he struggled to help Simon and was a bit awkward while doing it.

Another adrenaline junkie. He likes to go camping and adventuring with you. Anything fun and active and he’s in. Finn Is also very considerate of the things you like and will get you something that reminds him of you while he’s out. Or something he knows you’ll like.

Really playfully. He’ll sometimes just pick you up and throw you over his shoulder before walking off to go knows where. He has complete faith in you and is real happy if you feel the same!

Doesn’t get jealous, like at all. Like I said complete trust in you. He doesn’t question you’re actions and just goes with the flow. He’s very comfortable with you’re bond.

He’s chill with Pda. If you hug him he’ll hug back. You want a kiss? You got it. No questions asked. He is protective of you though. Yet is also confident in you’re abilities but if you need help he’s there in the blink of an eye.

Winter King

Loves to sing to you! He’ll declare his love to you in and out of town. He loves to spoil you. Anything you want is yours. He always smiles at you whenever he catches you looking at him.

Will pull you in to dance with him. You both go ice skating all the time and if you don’t know how he’ll teach you. He’s real patient with you, so don’t worry. He tries to impress you. He’s very subtle about it but if you pay attention you can see it.

He’d melt if you sat on his lap while he sat on his throne. He has introduced you to ice Marcy. I think you’d all get along pretty well. Kinda like a little family. Also his two guards love hanging out with you.

Training and skating you name it they’re in. Simon chuckles while he watches them drag you around. He’s really affectionate to. You both are attached at the hip! He has to have a hand on you at all times or he’ll explode.

Winter king can’t help but to flush if you pull him down to press kisses to his face. He also loves when you run you’re fingers through his silky hair. He lets you go in his lab. He answers you’re questions if you have any.

Candy Queen

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She’s the clingiest. You’re not allowed to go anywhere without her. You can barely get alone time in the bathroom. She’s always writing new songs to sing to you.

She’ll put on a show to win you’re praises and affection. Like i said she really affectionate. She’ll take naps on you throughout the day. She does drool a little but you’ll be ok.

Not much to say I feel like shes really straight forward. She’s not ashamed of the pictures she has of you in her room and openly flirts with you. Dose not mind PDA she heavily encourages it even.

Gets all giddy if you annotate affection. She’d be chill to watch cartoons with you while you both laze around doing nothin in particular.

[thecaptainofcosmichorrors]

The Captain of Cosmic Horrors..

..Would you/could you do Choco Werehound Brute x Reader? Perhaps revolving around working with him?

(P.S. ooc, are you ok... did you ever go to the emergency room ...)

[Oh ho~! You mortals are ever the charmers; I am always flattered by your honey-coated words and humble offerings, how delightful indeed. I didn’t expect to get such an offering, but I am delighted to dip my theoretical toes into the water if you will~]

(I’m fine now, thank you for asking! Thankfully didn’t end up needing to go, but I took what was going on as a sign to chill out for a moment—I didn’t expect to be gone and inactive for as long as I have been though. At the end of the day health comes first, so to make a long story short; I was having some really painful complications that I don’t really know where it was coming from—I have a few guesses, but not entirely sure??? I’m feeling a lot better physically, and the break was needed. Thank you again for the care and y’all’s patience, I have some cool things in the works!)

A Sweet Alliance 

Choco Werehound Brute/Shwarzwälder x reader

[Warning/notes- He/her pronouns when referring to Choco Werehound Brute (I do make the rules here after all darlings~), More headcanon-ish territory?]

On the surface, it’s a surprise to many that Shwarzwälder and you works so well together; the two of you essentially becoming business partners fairly quickly, but those that work more closely have come to realize how unsurprising it is.

You find Choco Werehound to be a bit of a dork; but she’s your dork, so you don’t really mind much of his antics—in fact, you’re all too willing to lend a hand when asked when asked. Initially it is mainly out of a hidden sense of obligation, to assure that everything is according to plan—but quickly morphs into genuine care for your beloved cake brute… and a possible interest in stirring up just the slightest bit chaos… just a tad.

Choco Werehound Brute is extremely confident in his abilities, and very eager to show off (more with you around) which means working with him often entails you talking her down from an outrageous idea; did I mention that she’s quite stubborn? Choco is incredibly headstrong and a little quick to react, It’s not anything personal though—it’s just this cake brute doesn’t take too kindly to be underestimated, and that mixed with her actual ability to back that up most of the time means that you two are getting into trouble consistently. You end up being a bit of a diffuser, reeling him in when he’s in over his head; after all, the last thing you need is for your friend to be out of commission.

You might be a little surprised by this, but I actually don’t believe that you two with spar very often, if at all—Shwarzwälder is a little ditzy, but is no fool and understands that you two are not on the same level of strength. Besides, he has no intentions on fighting his favorite cookie friend; obviously you two work better together and you makes her really happy so that’s reason enough!

Absolutely oblivious, you guy’s growing relationship could literally slap him in the face and he would not be the wiser; If you two don’t become business partners after an established romantic relationship, you will be waiting purely because his lack of awareness of his own feelings. This poor silly hound is completely unfamiliar with the premise, so it takes a lot for her (and some convincing from outside forces) to actually just outwardly confess.

And it’s not even purposeful either, it’s probably just… came out—one day while you two were simply talking, Choco being uncharacteristically timid; when she suddenly just blurts it out that she thinks that you’re super cute and really likes you! Choco Werehound Brute only grows more flustered as you chuckle at his confession, before admitting that you really like him too, and that you also think he’s pretty. What you don’t note is how endearing it is to see your big bad business partner reduced down to a flustered mess; it was cute, but letting her know that would only make it worse so you’ll be nice… for now.

At first, the two of you would be seen often together; but there were many occasions where the two of you could and would work alone, once you two are in relationship? Absolutely not, you two are attached at the hip. It’s to a point where it almost feels wrong when the two of you aren’t together.

Furthermore, if you think I’ve described any other cookie as protective, wait until you see this secretly mushy hound. Choco Werehound is actually very caring, just bad with his words; but you find it more charming than troublesome, and because you have already worked together so frequently—you’ve learned to pick up on what she’s trying to communicate regardless of how well it came out.

Cuddling is frequent, though Choco definitely gets embarrassed with lots of PDA surprisingly. That’s only if he thinks about it for too long though, he has no shame in loving you; just flustered by the fuzzy feeling he gets when he’s with you, and by how much his tail wags when you’re around. Sometimes Shwarzwälder will just, forget where you two are and pull you in to nuzzle her head into your neck… only to remember that you’re were not in the safety of your own home. A bit embarrassed, he’ll start sputtering an explanation or just threatening the poor cookie into silence; they didn’t see anything. Unbeknown to your silly werehound, you’re fighting back a smile as you watch the own ordeal go down.

Definitely picks you up and spins you around when she’s particularly excited or celebrating your victories triumphantly. While we’re on the topic, Choco Werehound Brute absolutely brags about you whenever he gets the chance unapologetically. You two are obviously so amazing that even The Witches tremble before you.

Although even the best need to retreat, not every fight can win and sometimes you have to acknowledge when it’s a good time to call it quits… this is easier said than done for Shwarzwälder, so you definitely use your knowledge of her to pull her away from any battle that seems too much for even you both; She’ll pout for a bit, but the second the two of you wrap up blanket together? He’ll quickly cheer up as you eat snacks together while planning how you’ll get back at said cookies.

All bets are off in regards to you getting injured. Choco Werehound can be an absolute unit, and every cookie in a 5 mile radius of you will rule the day—they have some nerve after all. Choco practically bulldozes through any and all obstacles to get to you, checking on you while also watching your back—if you’re just slightly injured, but can still hop in the fight; you two are back-to-back fighting, but if you’re too injured to move or worse unconscious? There will be hell to be paid. Once that over, or you’re in such bad condition she needs to prioritize your safety, she’ll run you to the nearest healer or give you something to help. Shwarzwälder, once he knows that you’re okay, relaxes before sniffling; her head in your lap, talking about how she was super worried that you wouldn’t get up for a second and that you’re his favorite cookie so he needs you to not do that again.

Before you know it, you end off your day snuggled up together; his large frame wrapped around you as if trying to protect you even in her sleep. How mushy.

[musekicker]

A one sided Pureshadow/Shadowvanilla drabble set in a villains win type au.

Pure Vanilla cookie had been kneeling on the tile floor for so long. The dough of his knees were sore from being there on the hard floor for so long. He didn't dare move though. Not when he knew he new master was so very close. He could literally sense him in the room. And Pure Vanilla knew that Shadow Milk Cookie knew it.

After all the thrumming power of both halves of the soul jam in the room was not hard to feel.

Sense was all he really had as his staff was not with him and a silky blue and gold edged blindfold was wrapped over his eyes. Other then that, Pure Vanilla was not bound.

This was a test.

It showed a lot of restraint on the beast of deceit's end to not say or do anything for as long as he did. There was a few times that Pure Vanilla thought that maybe Shadow Milk had left the room and that this was some kind of test. Either way, Pure Vanilla decided it best to stay on his knees. He had been lost in his own thoughts so long that a hand running through Pure Vanilla's hair made Pure Vanilla jolt.

"You're really lovely, you know that?" Shadow Milk asked, finally speaking.

Pure Vanilla said nothing. The fact that Shadow Milk clearly coveted him was a fear inducing thing that he was trying so hard to stay calm in the face of.

Shadow Milk let Pure Vanilla's hair fall away from his hand like it was water and floated in front of his captive.

"You're behaving so so very well. So I'm going to do something for you. I suppose you're oh so very curious about where all your friends have ended up?" Shadow Milk asked his captive.

To know what horrid fate that might be happening to his friends... that could be within itself another form of torture.

"I... I'm not sure if I do." Pure Vanilla answered.

"Too bad so sad!" Shadow Milk chirped. "Your fellow ancients with soul jams of course now belong to my fellow beasts whose soul jams match. Surprisingly some have taken to their captivity better then some of the others."

Pure Vanilla did not wish to let his imagination wander to the horrible things that could be happening to his friends in the hands of the other beasts. His mouth clenched down into a thin line, trying, really trying, to make himself think of anything else. But it was like being told to not think of blue cake hounds. It was hard to keep the mind wandering to things that one didn't want to think of at all.

Shadow Milk kept talking, giving Pure Vanilla more bad news.

"And those more common friends of yours are servants to yours truly."

Pure Vanilla's head jolted up despite the fact he would not be able to look at Shadow Milk like this. 

"Why!? They-" Pure Vanilla rasped.

"Annoyed me." Shadow Milk said.

Pure Vanilla couldn't see it but there was a scowl on Shadow Milk's face. The beast cookie then shrugged.

"If anything, their positions as servants keeps them safer then whats going on out in the kingdoms. In fact... I think you should be thanking me for that." Shadow Milk said.

Pure Vanilla said nothing. A mistake. A moment later Pure Vanilla felt his hair yanked hard enough that it pulled Pure Vanilla's head back, his neck bared and easy to access. A weak point.

"Thank me." Shadow Milk snarled, demanded so close to the side of Pure Vanilla's face.

The tone promised dark things to follow if Pure Vanilla were not to swallow his pride here.

"Thank... thank you Shadow Milk cookie." Pure Vanilla rasped out. "For keeping my friends safe."

Shadow Milk grinned, pleased. A laugh from Shadow Milk that sounded a little less close.

"No problem Silly Vanilly. Anything for you." Shadow Milk said.

Pure Vanilla risked asking a question.

"Will... I be able to see my friends at all?" he asked.

A short hmm from Shadow Milk as the beast thought.

"Maybeeee. But you have to make it worth it to me." Shadow Milk said finally.

"And... what do I need to do that would be worth it to you?" Pure Vanilla asked hating the question already.

That was when he felt Pure Vanilla felt the touch to his part of the soul jam. Three rapid thumps. The thumping of Shadow Milk's hand on Pure Vanilla's soul jam made Pure Vanilla jolt. A action that made Shadow Milk give a sharp grin. He knew full well what the action did. There was a bond between them through their soul jams after all.

It sent waves of feeling through the bound cookie. From positive and negative and everything in between. Why did it feel like something particularly.. perverse, this time.

 Shadow Milk cookie was where Pure Vanilla's face was again speaking in a low growl.

"You are going to learn to love every single thing I do to you." Shadow Milk cookie said. "And you are going to thank me for it."

[brittle-doughie]

Hi! It’s me again. I have a few things I want to say that are all related to my long fic ask. I apologize if I sound bossy but I have to get it off my chest.

1.I might copy-paste my ask and send it to other people to see what their take on it will be like. Is that ok?

2. I have more info about my Y/N fic ask that I just came up with that I want to share with you in case you ever think about making a sequel, and it’s related to shipping and the Cookies of Darkness this time, so here goes.

Y/N Cookie (AKA Tomato Juice Cookie) is part of the CoD. Y/N doesn’t kill and eat any of them because they all consider them “interesting”. All of the rest of the members are scared (Licorice avoids them like the plague, and Red Velvet never lets them near any of the cake hounds.), or at least somewhat intimidated (Poison Mushroom and Pomegranate are always a bit cautious around them), by them, Including Dark Enchantress Cookie (who considers them to be her equal in power and greatly respects them).

All except one.

Affogato Cookie

Why? Because Affogato and Y/N are in a loving, romantic relationship with each other. In fact, they are actually happy married!

Affogato was not brainwashed, their love for each other was completely mutual. Affogato Is also murderess and cannibalistic like Y/N (so it’s technically an AU) and he often joins Y/N in “gathering food”. Their relationship is completely healthy (at least, as healthy as murderess power couple can be with each other) and Y/N has no plans on killing and him anytime soon (they would never hurt the love of their life. A happy, psychopathic couple.

That’s all I have for now, I hope Tumblr doesn’t mess up again and fail to send this to you.

Warning: Cookie Cannibalism

Affogato Cookie must have one heck of a type if his preference was a cookie eating vampire that likes to make paintings with strawberry jam.

And he must be REALLY dedicated if he’s partaking in Y/N’s…”diet”. CoD round table banquets have quite the accommodating dishes for these two alone, Poison Mushroom better be out of the room when these two dine.

These two lovingly looking at each other as they’re munching on a cooked cookie arm and sipping their glasses of strawberry jam, that’s surely not to going to traumatize the other CoD members.

[princess-glassred]

I have an idea for a dark Cannibal! Ben Hanscom au, because ben is such a nice lad i think he deserves to just go ape shit and do something really heinous.

Basically, the idea is that when Ben is thirteen and going through all his usual self doubts and home troubles he gets visited by a being that is very akin to pennywise. It has seen how insecure ben feels about his weight and wants to help cure his ailment through a mutually benificial agreement. This monster is very hungry, and it wants a home- so it was thinking that ben's big ol stomache might just make the coziest nesting spot ever. So this monster wants to live inside ben and be fed forever and ever and in exchange it'll make him thin. He can eat whatever he wants and never gain a single pound, because the monster will eat it all. And he won't suffer any health complications or anything, it's a perfect symbiotic relationship. It even uses example from the animal kingdom to put it into a better perspective for him since it knows how logical ben is. The one and only caveat to this arrangement is it's hunger is ben's hunger and that means he's gotta eat what he wants. Ben says no at first for obvious reasons and the monster disappears into the night, but after a heinous day of getting picked on and beverly accidentally ignoring him to fuss over bill, Ben caves and agrees.

Things go just as they were promised, Ben naturally slims down over time, getting thinner and thinner until he's fit as a fiddle and everyone is really impressed. Arlene is exceedingly happy for him, as well as all the losers. Until one night Ben comes home from a late track meet and finds he has the most insatiable, raw, stomach churning HUNGER for something they don't have in the fridge. He eats a raw steak and it almost fills his craving but not really, and that's when the monster inside informs him that it never told him exactly what it was going to make Ben eat. Ben throws a fit over this not being fair, to which the monster says he can just leave right now if Ben wants it to. However, that means breaking their deal, and that means Ben will just plump right back up again. No more Mr. Handsome for you. Bev will just be soooo devastated.

So Ben relents and agrees to get some humans to chow down on in the most ethical way he can manage. He goes down to the town morgue and lies about doing a project on decomposition and the morticians give him a whole tour. He ends up stealing a body and taking it home. It probably helps that the monster in him gives him some very solid directions on how to get it out undetected. When he gets it back home it's mercifully late enough nobody in the house is awake to see him lug it in. Ben cannot decide what was more disturbing in the end though- the fact he only managed to make that whole adult mans body last him one night, or the fact he could confidently say it was the most delicious meal he'd EVER had. He managed to eat the whole guy, as in- bones, eyes, muscles, everything. He didn't waste a thing. The morgue asks ben if he had anything to do with the missing body and he casually invites them to look around the house since they can't find anything of he ate it all.

After a little while Ben became ambivalent about the whole thing. It's whatever. He ends up having to eat a body about once every few days, it's surprisingly easy to get away with this kind of stuff in derry. Everyone's always looking the other way to kids and ignoring who goes missing. If Patrick can get away with his fridge ben can get away with a few missing dead bodies. Arlene, however, is slowly starting to lose her grasp on reality the longer Ben stays thin. At first it just seemed like a happy accident but now she's getting seriously freaked out. It doesn't matter what she feeds ben, fried chicken, soda, cakes, cookies, pies, literally just a bowl od sugar, ben could eat it and he'd still look like a super model. It freaks her out, enough to accuse him of having an eating disorder and purging after every meal. Ben reflects on this later and considers that he does have an eating problem, but definitely not one his mom can understand.

The first person ben ever killed for a meal was the track coach that he humiliated when he won that track meet in the book. After the asshole got fired Ben cornered him in a parking lot and attacked him with a tire iron. Ben doesn't even remember what happened during the attack- just that he was so flipping hungry he could have eaten the coach whole right then and there. He basically black out until he woke up with the coach on the ground and his fingers already in his mouth for a snack.

His mother and him moved away after that, which was fine for Ben because moving meant a fresh start and fresh starts mean your hard to track. Ben even thinks that it might have been handy if his dad were still alive, because being a military kid meant you moved around a lot.

When he's an adult Ben has an even easier time with keeping his diet plan. He lives alone so no one can catch him. His house is big enough he can keep a basement with a meat locker in it. He's rich enough he could pay someone to kill someone else and sweep it under the rug. He's public enough no one would ever suspect something so heinous. And he's detached enough from the superficial rich fucks around him that he doesn't care too much if he kills one of em. He stays away from people with children or anyone under the age of 18 tho.

When the losers reunite at the jade of the orient they're all disturbed by how much Ben eats. He's so hungry, but he's trying to resist all his cravings in the presence of his friends because they are literally the only people he cares about finding out about this. So he eats and eats and eats all he can order, even asking his friends if they're going to finish their plates when the restaurant deny him more. He's eating rather messily too, looking almost animalistic with the way he just casually tears meat off of the bones and stuffs it in his mouth while he talks. It's like eatings not even an action for him anymore, it's just second nature. The losers begin to wonder what arlene started wondering all those years ago- how ben can be so fit when his diet is so wack? Eventually it all comes to a head when Henry gets killed and Ben really can't resist his hunger pains anymore. He explains everything, using the metaphor of a tapeworm to illustrate his point better. He admits he did this mostly for all the aesthetic reasons, but now it's more of a force of habit. Even if he could stop after 27 years, which he doubts, it'd be useless considering all the people he killed- and that's not even getting into all the potential side effects of getting rid of this thing.

So the losers are at an empasse, they're undoubtably horrified by this, but there's also not much to do. They have other more pressing matters to attend to, and ben clarifies over and over again that he'd never eat one of them. He's still the same sweet friendly ben they all knew, he just has this one really fucked up secret. And besides... Henry is dead... they can't exactly leave him lying there on the ground. Someone could find him. Maybe it would be a good idea to... get rid of the evidence. I mean... it's not like anyone will notice he's gone... right? So Ben politely asks everyone to turn around while he does his thing and they resist the urge to peek. Only richie glances back for a moment and throws up on sight. That shit left him scarred 💀.

[bellalampwickrossi]

Disney Descendants : Pixie Hollow Fairies and Their Humans Parental Addition Part 1

TigerWick:

Tiger Lily's Fairy Number 1 , Fira | Light Talent Fairy

Fira is the brightest light in Never Land. When she wants to, she can glow as brightly as the morning sun. This feisty fairy is better known to her friends as “Moth” because she is drawn to light the same way a moth is. Fira is a natural leader and can often be seen leading a group of light talents on a mission through Pixie Hollow. But she has also been known to take on more than she can handle. Once or twice, she’s almost lost her glow entirely from burning too brightly for too long. 

Tiger Lily's Fairy Number 2 , Copper | Tinker Talent Fairy

Tinkers like feeling useful. They know they are better at fixing an inventing things than anyone else in Pixie Hollow, and they love being needed. That’s what makes Copper so unusual. She loves fixing things too, but she likes teaching other fairies to fix their own pots and pans even more. Copper will show any water fairy, garden fairy or kitchen fairy how to mend metal and create little gizmos. All they need to do is ask.

….. Lampwick's Fairy , Tizzywing | Fast Flying Talent Fairy

As dizzy as her name makes her sound, Tizzywing is a regular whirlwind. She can never remember if she’s coming or going. Half the time, this fast flying fairy arrives for breakfast with one shoe on and her nightcap still on her head. If she goes back to her room to find her other shoe, she might forget about breakfast entirely. Tizzywing is very easily distracted, but everyone loves her anyway , even if she almost never sticks around long enough to finish a sentence.

Alice x Pinocchio:

Alice’s Fairies , Quinnella  and Lazarus 

Art By @fairiesandbeatleslover , Fairy Ocs Belongs to @princessquinnella

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Pinocchio's Fairy , Dulcie | Baking Talent Fairy

Dulcie's specialty is poppy-puff rolls, salty and warm, and flecked with savory herbs. But that's not all Dulcie bakes: cookies, cakes, croissants, tarts, pretzels, bread. If it goes into an oven, Dulcie knows how to make it. She has five hundred recipes memorized and she is always inventing new ones. Dulcie is as sweet as her name, but she can be a little bossy. Her friends don't mind though because she makes sure they always have something warm and tasty to eat.

Alexander x Princess Eilonwy

Alexander's Fairy, Rani | Water Talent Fairy

Rani is the only fairy in Pixie Hollow who does not have wings. This brave water talent gave them to save Mother Dove. But she doesn’t miss them too much. With no wings to get wet, Rani can go swimming anytime she wants, something she’s always dreamed of doing. In fact, Rani is the only fairy to have visited the mermaids’ castle under the lagoon. These days Brother Dove acts as Rani’s wings. Like most water talents, Rani cries a lot. She’s not sad, she's just very emotional.

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Princess Eilonwy's Fairy , Lisel | Helper Talent Fairy

Of Queen Clarion's four helper fairies, Lisel might have the hardest job. It's her duty to make sure Queen Clarion goes to sleep at night! If she could, the Queen would stay up all night long reading reports from her Ministers. Even the Queen needs sleep, though. That's why Lisel is always there with a warm cup of tea and a fuzzy pair of slippers. She's gotten very good at putting the tired Queen to bed at night.

Cavin x Princess Calla From Adventures of The gummi bears:

Cavin's Fairy,  Russell | Butterfly Herding Talent Sparrow Man

It takes a certain kind of animal talent to successfully herd butterflies. Russell isn’t as clever as the tricky butterflies he keeps track of but he is very, very persistent. If a butterfly is hiding, Russell won’t rest until he’s turned over every stone and looked behind every leaf. The butterflies of Pixie Hollow know that Russell will find them eventually. But they don’t really mind, as long as they get to have some fun. 

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Princess Calla's Fairy , Sera | Scouting Talent Fairy

Sera is a scouting talent. That means she spends a lot of time watching for trouble. Sera loves keeping her eyes peeled for hawks and her ears perked for the buzzing of bee swarms. In fact, her senses are so keen that it can be hard for Sera to fall asleep at night. She can hear the fairy next door snoring and the bats flitting through the night air. But Sera wouldn’t give up being a scout for anything.

Shanti and Jane Darling:

Shanti's Fairy, Latia | Forest Talent Fairy

Pretty Latia is a forest talent fairy. With her oak leaf dress, she blends right in when she’s perched high up in a tree. Latia does daily patrols through the woods around Pixie Hollow, making sure all the trees are happy. Like many forest talents, Latia secretly thinks that the trees talk to her, and she likes to sing them lullabies at night. She’s sure the trees appreciate it, especially the elms. Latia is pretty sure they’re afraid of the dark.

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Jane Darling's Fairy , Spring | Message Talent Fairy

Spring is one of the best message talent fairies in Pixie Hollow. She’s almost as fast as a fast flying fairy. And she can memorize any message, no matter how long on the spot. Spring’s most impressive skill is her ability to find fairies. She always seems to know where everyone is even if she hasn’t seen them for days.

Lampwick and Pinocchio’s Family members:

Bella Rossi's Fairy, Madge | Animal Talent Fairy

Madge is an animal fairy. She is good friends with Cora, Finn, Terra, Fawn, and Beck.

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Carina Rossi's fairy , Glissandra | Light Talent Fairy

Glissandra is an unusual light talent. That’s because she loves rainy days. Glissandra enjoys the soft grey light that shines through the clouds. She tells her friends that she thinks it’s “poetic”. She also loves making rainbows after a storm. But Glissandra’s favorite thing about rainy days is the sight of raindrops hanging from a spider web. The way her light glistens off the droplets would bring a smile to any fairy’s face. 

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Geppetto's Fairy , Azure | Woodcarving-Talent Fairy

Azure is a wood carver. She never goes anywhere without her sharp little knife, and she can’t be around a piece of wood without creating something. Azure loves to make small carvings of mice, birds and snakes. Her pieces are so lifelike that the other fairies sometimes mistake them for the real thing. In fact, the animal talent Beck once tried to start a conversation with one of Azure's chipmunks before she realized it was just a carving.

Smitty From Dumbo 1941 x Princess Marie From Adventures of The Gummi bears (Without Aquarianne From Adventures Of The Gummi bears Cuz she’s a full fledged mermaid ):

Smitty's Fairy , Clank | Tinker Talent Sparrow Man

The first thing anyone notices about Clank is how loud he is. He's also a little clumsy but the other tinkers don't mind. At the end of the day, there is nobody better at making a wagon or fixing a broken paintbrush than Clank. Of course, this super loud tinker would probably be quieter if he ever remembered to take the cotton stuffing out of his ears. He wears it because it can get loud in the workshop. When he forgets to take them out he ends up hollering at everyone because he can't hear.

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Princess Marie's Fairy , Nettle | Caterpillar Shearing Talent Fairy

Nettle thinks she has the best talent in Pixie Hollow (actually most fairies think that, even the mud-sifting fairies). Nettle is a caterpillar shearing fairy. Without her help, caterpillars would never be able to see where they’re going. Caterpillars don’t love having their hair clipped, but the good news is they don’t move very faster. With her practical head scarf keeping her hair out of her eyes, and her gleaming shears in her hand, Nettle is ready for business.

For @hannahhook7744 , @fairiesandbeatleslover and @princessquinnella

[asmrtist-brainrot]

General WotW HCs

Just what I think about the characters

GN! Reader if mentioned

It's the three mercenaries and siren tho

~ Dari

War of the Witches General HCs

Cole

he's insane but shockingly handy, talented in a mixture of things from his time entertaining himself

the best at cleaning and doing laundry because of the multitude of stains he'd had to scrub out of his clothes

his regular manner of art is brutal, even his paintings are pretty nasty - despite how good he is at it

despite the fact he walks around covered in blood, he genuinely hates wet fabric on his skin - it grosses him out

hilariously enough, despite his love for blood and gore and such; Cole is a horrible neat freak

his quarters are always immaculate and his personal hygiene is genuinely impeccable - he also takes the longest showers

collarbone and hip piercings!!! because this man is a slut /j

a whole ass bisexual; loves men that can rip him apart - women? even better

drinks primarily tea, decaffeinated, mostly because he doesn't like how caffeine makes him feel

Creed

grumpy riser, always seconds away from throttling someone fresh from sleep

more a coffee than a tea person but will drink both; prefers green or jasmine tea, drinks exclusively iced coffee

green thumb, he has so many potted plants and spices growing in his apartment

his pride and joy is a very finicky vanda orchid with multiple buds

he secretly started growing cat grass for Floofster

often eats exclusively take out because his time is dedicated to work and such

his hair and trench coat are the vestiges of a CW's "Supernatural" phase he had through his teenage years - he still cracks a reference here and there

has always been a cat person, fed strays whenever he could - his grandmother had an old cat he adored

Marcus

dog person, loves, loves beeg dogs but will absolutely treat small dogs like they're tough lil' K9s

resident cat magnet in despite of being a dog person, purely because they like his vibes

oldest of the group (probably canon tbh)

refuses to just chill in any form, even on weekends - wakes up early, starts breakfast early; sleeps exactly 8 hours and goes to bed early

sort of grew up in mercenary work, took it up after his father retired

if not for the warlock wars, he'd probably go into law enforcement or security or even consider taking up mechanic work

best with vehicles, hot wiring, driving - motorcycle nut (has driven a tank exactly once and hasn't stopped thinking about it since)

only drinks coffee black, strongest can be made - usually double or triple espresso... will drink tea only if it's offered, strong preference for green or chai

Siren

unsurprisingly a bird person, has an affection for corvids and pigeons and doesn't tolerate their bad treatment - they flock to his song and chirp with him

scares cats and dogs on principal, just by existing in their space (he thinks it's funny)

is the best cook out of all of them, hands down, might just be the years of experience

bakes the best cakes and cookies; his beloved has a sweet tooth, so he learned all sorts of baking techniques

early riser, sleeps in bursts because he doesn't need too much of it, so occupies his time doing other things

picked up embroidery because the stitches do well for first-aid and it's a way to keep his hands busy - usually also patches ripped clothes seamlessly

will drink either coffee or tea if it's offered, primarily drinks water or juice

if not for the curse, he and his beloved would be living their days out in a beachside cabin and enjoying a domestic life in an actual paradise

[pekopeko-yama]

how does that whole peko kuzu teru thing work?/genuine not malicious

(OOC)

Honestly I've been thinking a bit about that too, considering I do like rarepairs and figuring out how they could work. I am not surprised you're asking, considering it seems like a bit of a curveball. So here's some Thoughts (mostly on Terupeko because I think that might be the hardest sell here. Oh, and Peko bias):

I should not have to explain The Kuzu X Peko part of this. If you need an explanation for it, there's plenty of other posts on it.

Not going to lie... I cannot see PekoxTeruteru alone working out. Peko is not that horny* and I can't see her being on the same wavelength at all as Teruteru at his most Teruteru

*I think Peko is the kind of person whose horniness would be stoked more by someone less horny than her, rather than more. The former lets her own desires coming to her naturally, and I can see her getting more invested in that rather than being confronted with them by someone else.

...But Kuzupekoteru? I think it's helped a lot by the fact that Teruteru and Fuyuhiko both have quite strong personalities, and so they're able to vent a lot of their stronger emotions (particularly horniness) with each other. (At least that's what the direction those two character RP'ers are going with it.)

(Can't explain in-depth of Kuzuteru would work, other than Kuzuryuu being a bit like 'oh my fucking god I can't believe I'm in love with this guy', and that becoming more and more affectionate as the relationship goes on. But whatever, they're horny and in love with each other, Teruteru makes sure Fuyuhiko doesn't eat fried dough cookies all day, I'll allow it.)

And so with someone else to express his horniness with, I can see Teruteru being more chill around Peko, which allows them to click better.

Especially since, whilst Peko's cooking abilities would obviously not measure up to Teruteru's, her knife skills certainly would. And so I can see them just chilling in the kitchen together, just conversing with each other lightly (idk what recipe would require that much chopping, as Peko is f a s t, but I'm sure Teruteru could figure it out. Maybe they just don't use garlic presses.)

Either way, I think Peko would like being with someone more proactive and outwards with how they feel. She's quiet and not always the best at sorting out her emotions, I think she'd be grateful having someone easily express how they feel and move things along.

But yeah. I think Teruteru would enjoy having someone to have more lowkey conversations with as well. Peko is very much a good listener, so he can go on and on about his mother and his family restaurant and she will just listen to it all.

Especially since she, who was raised as the lowest of the lows, would absolutely not judge him for his more rural background that he tries to hide.

Aand I consider Peko's love language Quality Time, so that's all a win for her (in terms of what she'd like to receive, since her outward love language is absolutely Acts of Service)

So yeah. Teruteru has his Horny BF and Chill GF, allowing himself to express himself fully, Peko gets two people who care for her, and Fuyuhiko gets to have his cake and eat it too by dating both people he's romantically into (again, going by how the RP has gone)

So yeah. Maybe that helps explain some of it? It certainly helped me understand it more haha

[i-did-not-mean-to]

FOTFICtember - Chapter 5

Kyra goes camping. Bilbo has a hot shower. Everyone eats entirely too much sugar :D

Prompts: cuddling, soft, cinnamon, cold hands, rainstorms, sweet treats

Pairing: Ori x OC, Kíli x Tauriel, Bilbo x Thorin

Words: 1495

Warnings: sexual innuendo

As soon as he was gone, Tauriel stopped at the edge of the bonfire.

The dancing flames filled her rich, red hair with reflections of dying embers, and Kyra was mesmerised enough by the sight not to question the sudden interruption of their plans.

“So, what did we miss?” the elfin beauty then asked, turning back to face Kyra, her bright eyes piercing and her soft mouth curled into a knowing smile. “Did you kiss Ori in the maze?”

“As a matter of fact, I did,” Kyra admitted. “I was made to understand that it was some kind of tradition. Maybe, I’ll have good luck from now on.”

“If you want that, yeah,” Tauriel sighed, playing with a strand of her hair absent-mindedly. “Listen, we don’t know each other as well as you might know my boyfriend and his brother, but I’d like to think that we’ve become friends since you arrived here this year, no?”

“Sure,” Kyra agreed. She couldn’t fathom what the other woman was getting at, and it started to make her nervous. “What’s up?”

“Ori…If I’ve understood the whole matter correctly, he’s had a major crush on you for years, so we decided to give him a little helpful nudge. Nevertheless, we don’t want to pressure you into something you wouldn’t be comfortable with.”

She now looked exceedingly uncomfortable and guilty.

“Do you deem him dangerous? If I were to reject him?” Kyra asked candidly for she trusted Tauriel’s assessment. Since her return to these parts, she’d come to respect and cherish Kíli’s girlfriend as a level-headed, fierce young woman.

Moreover, Kyra was not in a position to callously refuse the offer of an earnest friendship when it came her way.

“Ori? Never,” the other guffawed. “But, spending the night perched up in a tiny tent is another matter entirely than kissing in a maze, and I wanted you to be advised.”

“He’s a darling, isn’t he?” Kyra sighed and dashed forward when she saw that the corner where the cakes and buns were kept was deserted for the moment.

“Oh yes, he absolutely is,” Tauriel agreed as they shovelled as many treats as they could onto chipped plates and melted into the deep, dark shadows of the nearby treeline. “He’s the best, and we all adore him. He’d never hurt you…”

With a wicked smile, she picked a glazed cookie out of the heap and took a nibble. “I also tell you this for another reason. If, and it’s a big ‘if’, you were even the slightest bit interested in dear Ori, you’ll have to go for it. He’s too honourable by far to risk discomfiting you when you’re stuck in the middle of the forest with him.”

“Makes sense,” Kyra mused. Inspired by her friend’s brazen theft, she chose a soft, plump cupcake and took a hearty bite from it. There was more than enough to share, she thought, and the others wouldn’t miss what they’d never seen.

Admiring Tauriel’s fluid, unerring movements, Kyra let herself be led far beyond the warming light of the bonfire into the heart of the woods.

Ahead, a dimmer, more unsteady gleam beckoned to them, and soon they’d reached the makeshift camp of three tents nestled between the massive roots of the surrounding trees.

“Ah, there you are, my love,” Kíli exclaimed and promptly pinched a juicy slice of berry-cake from the plate Tauriel was carrying. “We were about to send out a search and rescue team!”

Rolling her eyes, the tall redhead sank onto the nest of blankets they’d scattered on the floor and sighed contentedly.

For a while, they simply sat in silence, eating cake and enjoying the charming song of the nocturnal forest, but then, the weather turned again, and a slight drizzle started to fall.

“Could turn into a proper rainstorm,” Fíli declared resolutely and went to check every single tent twice. “We better retire for the night. Sleep well!”

Kyra had not even finished her apple cider when she was ushered into the tent along with the almost empty plate and…Ori.

“Do you need anything? Now is the time,” he informed her, squinting at the dark sky suspiciously.

“No, I’m fine. My hands are a bit sticky,” she replied sheepishly and twitched when he took them in his own as if to check.

“Your hands are cold! Let me get you a wet wipe,” he exclaimed and turned around slowly in the cramped space to rummage through his bag until he pulled out his hygiene kit with a sound of triumph. “We didn’t account for such weather, I’m afraid, so there’s no space heater,” he said apologetically.

The whole floor of the tent was littered with soft, fluffy blankets, and Kyra burrowed herself into them eagerly as the staccato of furious rain started to batter the paper-thin walls in earnest.

Meanwhile, Ori’s gaze flitted nervously through their tiny sanctuary as if searching for a corner into which he could simply disappear.

“Come here,” Kyra invited, desperate to feel his warmth again. “I know a trick for dispelling the cold.”

As soon as he’d joined her, laying down on his side to face her, she pulled one of the blankets over them, tucking it in around their bodies to create a bubble of shared body heat.

Tauriel’s words came back to her, and she lifted her gaze to his comely face in hopes of seeing any indication of that secret affection that had been insinuated.

“Do you…Are you warm enough?” Ori asked, worry tingeing his voice.

“In a moment,” she replied, willing her teeth not to chatter too loudly as she inched closer to him little by little.

“I could…” he mumbled, snaking his arm around her and rubbing her back in slow, firm circles. “How’s that?”

“Wonderful,” Kyra admitted truthfully and scooted closer still until she was pressed against his chest, breathing in his clean, wholesome smell greedily.

Nestled in his warmth, she smiled as she felt his lips brush against the crown of her head silently—this was all the encouragement she needed.

Thus, she tilted up her face to catch that furtive, tender kiss and deepen it.

“You taste like cinnamon,” she slurred against his mouth. “I somehow knew you would.”

“’s because I’m a ginger, huh?” he replied in the same muffled voice, unwilling to pull back and end the kiss.

“Brown sugar and cinnamon,” she purred. “Sweet and a bit spicy, yeah, that’s how I imagined you.”

Outside, the world was seemingly ending, but Kyra cared nought.

Her cold legs were intertwined with Ori’s strong thighs and sturdy calves, and she had buried her cold fingers in the fleece of another sweatshirt—he apparently had an endless supply of soft, warm fabrics at his disposal—and she started to wonder what it would feel like to peel these protective layers off him one by one.

She decided to find out anon.

Across the forest, Bilbo was dripping wet and laughing breathlessly as he raced towards his car, Thorin hard on his heels.

“A rainstorm!” Bilbo cried. “And I thought it was all going so well until now!”

“It was a success, don’t fret,” the other reassured him. “And I’m sure that Kyra is doing just fine wherever she is. Probably snuggled up in a warm tent, giggling into Ori’s foolish face!”

“Ah, you’d know about silly visages, wouldn’t you?” Bilbo grinned as he sped down the muddy forest path towards his quaint little cottage. “I’m too cold and wet to stay a moment longer than I must in this car,” he declared and turned up the heat to the maximum.

“So you’ll send me home on foot in this deluge?” Thorin exclaimed, feigning vexation.

“I didn’t say that, you oaf!” Bilbo laughed. “As the kids are all busy doing Yavanna knows what, I invite you to join me for a hot, restorative shower.”

This idea did much to brighten Thorin’s mood, and he even hummed a little tune as they pulled into Bilbo’s driveway.

“Just the shower?” he then asked when they kicked off their sopping wet shoes and shrugged out of their drenched clothes that clung disgustingly to their clammy skin. “Or…”

“I might have squirrelled away a few extra cakes and sweet treats in the pantry,” Bilbo informed him with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “For the day after feast, but…”

“They’ve had quite enough sugar, I dare say!” Thorin declared haughtily, catching the other by the hips and pulling him into a passionate kiss that should have made any remaining moisture turn into steam within a single moment.

“Right you are,” Bilbo moaned. “We can eat them in bed, later. Now, we really need a hot shower. I can’t wait any longer to see you undressed. Come! After all, it’s a night for falling stars and magic.”

“Your wish is my command, dear colleague,” Thorin grinned. “As you know, I’d do anything for the success of the autumn fair.”

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@fellowshipofthefics here's the last chapter of my fic for September! Thank you for celebrating autumn with me!

Lots of love from me! <3

[frogshipping]

i saw u rb this ask game like 6 days ago so im sorry if its too late to send anything for it but! 🍬🍒 and 🍩 for whichever f/o ud like :)

It's ok dw! I don't mind if it's been a few days since I reblogged an ask game. I'm up to answer things like this at any time! And either way, I guess we're even given that I'm answering this ask a few days later lol

But it works out, 'cause it's 4/13, aka Homestuck day! So I will answer for my Homestuck f/o's 💕 this might get long, so it's going under a readmore.

🍬 - if you were in canon, what would the fanbase for your ship be like?

For the part of the fanbase who'd ship Of Breath and Blood (Viti × Karkat) I'd hope they would be a little unhinged about them, in the same way that I am! In the main Homestuck timeline, they're essentially star-crossed lovers (or would-be lovers); who never got to confess feelings for one another before Karkat got changed in the reconned, and Davekat became canon. I think the fandom would create a lot of "what if" AUs and write tons of extra angst for them. There'd probably be lots of fix-it fics too which would be really nice <3 Though I could see other parts of the fandom start breaking into discourse over whether or not Karkat would have been better off getting with Viti.

I think people would pretty be divided on Whipped Cream Frosting (Viti × Jane). There'd probably be people who'd think Viti's nearly, if not entirely as bad as Jane because of the fact they were in love at one point. Even if that point was right before Jane becames a fuckin fascist. Others would defend Viti and maybe even be happy that they divorced Jane before she went on to be as insane as she gets. Especially for Tavvis' sake. Oh god people would go nuts over the situation with Tavvis. But I feel like the fandom would be happy to see Viti still loving him like her own flesh and blood, even after it's revealed he isn't. We support adoption/choosing your family in this household, and I'm sure many in the fandom would agree! I could also see discourse coming up, arguing how all the characters have been ruined in Beyond Canon, Viti included.

🍒 - what is your f/o's love language, and how do they express it with you?

Karkat's love language is Quality Time! He likes to watch romcoms with Viti, and talk about various shows and interests with them.

Jane's love language is Gift Giving. She enjoys baking sweets for Viti (who has a huge weakness for cake and cookies). And playing jokes on her that end in Viti getting something special out of it afterwards (especially if the prank was a bit mean or upsetting. Jane always makes up for it by giving Viti something to make her feel better)

🍩 - what are some irl things that remind you of your f/o?

Persian cats sometimes remind me of Karkat lol. It's something about their faces that make me think of him. Like ò^ó

Super nicely decorated cakes make me think of Jane, because I could imagine her designing those and being so proud of her creations! Especially those huge elaborate ones you see on those holiday bakeoff shows or cakeboss

[lightcreators]

@stardstschlar continue from here

One of the few days where the two had a moment to relax. Jotaro had decided to bake ( something his mother instilled this knowledge in him ) making Gingerbread cookies. It took an hour or so but here they were; having just finished decorating the cookies, Jotaro watched as his companion had picked one up and took a bite. This is where he would learn of Tsuzuki's desire for sweets. "H-Hey!" The Joestar reached out, gently grasping the other man's wrist "At least have dinner before you spoil your appetite with sweets." The idiot, but he did adore this man wholly.

Any  relaxing  time  he  might  have  often  involves  gorging  himself  ----  he  would  forever  remember  the  day  he  met  him  while  he  was  searching  for  a  cake  that  would  take  his  dark  thoughts  away.  If  he  was  an  better  cook,  he  would  have  volunteered  to  make  some  cookies  himself,  but  for  all  of  Hijiri-kun's  willingness  to  trust  him  in  the  kitchen,  everything  he  made  was  just  unpalatable  !  It  wasn't  for  lack  of  having  made  so  much  effort  in  the  field.  As  a  result,  he  had  observed  him  with  wonder,  trying  to  see  how  it  was  done  theoretically,  trying  to  understand  where  the  errors  of  the  failed  attempts  came  from.  It  made  him  hungry,  that  a  childish  expression  had  betrayed  his  face  after  a  while,  waiting  for  the  right  moment  when  he  could  eat  some.  In  these  conditions,  his  salary  wouldn't  go  into  a  stomach  that  constantly  needed  to  be  filled  with  cakes.  Fact  it  was  for  Chritmas  ?  Information  simply  dissolved  of  his  mind.  He  didn't  remember  the  last  time  he  actually  participate  on  that  holiday  ---  knowing  that  gifts  from  a  Shinigami  could  have  been  terribly  complicated,  and  that  he  preferred  to  avoid  immense  debt  he  had  towards  the  Count  !  By  the  moment  the  last  decoration  was  made,  tempted  hands  didn't  hesitated  to  rushing  over  one  of  the  cookies.  The  taste  was  wonderful  !  Did  he  ever  tasted  it  before  ?  He  didn't  know.  Immediate  reaction  he  received  giving  him  immediate  big  pleading  eyes,  in  which  his  hands  of  his  wrist  simply  inscreased  his  impression  he  was  giving  him,  showing  big  tearful  purple  eyes.  ❝  I  want  to  eat  one  please,  please,  please.  I'll  be  good  at  dinner,  promise  !  ❞   One  comment  wanted  to  be  exposed,  more  like  wasn't  it  the  dinner  already,  since  considering  his  nature,  eating  was  an  good  old  human  habit  in  which  enjoyed  taste  of  the  food.  He  wasn't  sorry  for  childish  innocence  he  revealed  for  negotiating  for  one  fragment  at  all  cost.

[whiskeysmulti]

Happy Birthday, Nagi (6996 drabble)

Word count: 521 Ship: 6996 (MukuroChrome) Chrome's Birthday 2024 Summary: Mukuro wasn't very good with words or gift ideas, but Chrome was easy to please, she just wanted to spend time with him. Gift for @astrxthesiai

Mukuro had contacted her in their dreamscape once again. "Nagi, can you hear me? Your birthday is coming up. What would you like?"

Chrome hadn't given her birthday much thought since her mother had made her realize her life wasn't valuable anyway, why celebrate it? She cuddles Mukurowl in her arms. "uh…I… hmm?" She honestly hadn't thought about it and didn't believe anyone would care enough to do anything for it. She assumed Mukuro-sama wouldn't be around and Ken and Chikusa might forget.

That was far from the case, but it's what they wanted her to believe. Meanwhile as she thought the question over, the Vongola were busy preparing things for her special day.

"It has to be perfect for Chrome-chan, hahi!" Haru called as she and Kyoko were busy working on a cake, chocolate with indigo frosting and white chocolate skulls to decorate it.

With the girls busy taking care of the sweets and treats, they'd also prepared brownies and cookies in case cake wasn't what the others wanted, the boys took care of the decorating. Indigo and black streamers with matching balloons were being hung with care, as well as a handmade banner that read "Happy Birthday, Chrome-chan" as the only one she allowed to call her Nagi was Mukuro and he was currently busy doing last minute shopping.

He knew she wouldn't give him a straight answer, his Nagi wasn't like that. She'd always been shy and seemed to usually not speak of her needs and wants, it was partly why he was glad they shared as deep of a bond as they did. Mukuro could guess then and usually he was right on his instinct alone. He knew some of her favorite things and picked up chocolates and a hairpin for her, a diamond white owl with ruby and sapphire eyes as well as a new eyepatch with a similar skull to the old one she wore, it was getting worn out and he didn't want it breaking on her.

Items purchased he wrapped them the best he could and remembered that final actual gift she'd asked him for.

"I just wanna spend time with Mukuro-sama." And time he'd give her, the whole night in fact. Once the noise of the party died down and he got her alone, he took her hand and knelt, kissing the back of it before presenting the gifts and making them both some hot cocoa.

Slowly his arms wrapped around her, it wasn't often that he showed this kind of affection unless she asked for it, but he'd make an exception, she was the birthday girl after all. Their bond ran deep enough he probably didn't have to say it, as she could often read his thoughts or he could just communicate them telepathically but it didn't feel right this time. Mukuro needed to physically speak those six words to her and hold her close to him and actually kiss her before he'd feel better. And he did just that.

Pulling her in tightly, he whispered that sentence that he'd hoped would make her day.

"I love you, Nagi. Happy birthday."

[petitelepus]

So I loved my match up so much, I wanted to ask again, this time for the demons!

SFW and NSFW fine with me

Zodiac: Pisces

Pronouns: She/Her and They/Them

Sexuality: Bisexual Bigender Demiaromantic

Hobbies: Singing, Reading, Playing video games, making Loom band chains, baking cookies, bread, and cakes.

Appearance: I’m a bit more on the chubbier side, 5’4 and have long curly black hair. I usually wear glasses for being near sighted but forget to wear them all the time. I have dark brown eyes and I’m curvy. Have scars around my chest from two reduction surgeries

Personality Traits: Extremely Empathetic, Loyal, Hard headed, Sensitive

Facts about myself: I tend to put others way before myself, to the point I don’t care for myself as much. I have ADHD and Social Anxiety Disorder, with recently diagnosed autism, and I come from a family of Brazilians and Porto Rican’s. I tend to have a soft spot for children and end up being an unintentional babysitter/older sister type. Rhythm games are a big part of my life and Greek mythology is a big thing for me. Turned stress eating to stress baking to try and help with weight loss. Sudden loud noises set me off and I tend to carry headphones with me now for music to make me feel better

I match you with Akaza!

Akaza thinks you are too kind and that you are foolish to always put others before yourself. He thinks that you should think about yourself more often and not always worry about others because they aren't your responsibility.

Yet he can't help but smile when he sees you acting so kindly and sweetly to little kids. Akaza would never harm someone so young and innocent, you included, he has sworn to protect you from everything evil in the world.

The Demon takes notice that you act a little different from other humans and will ask about it so he knows how to act around you. He is understanding and tries to protect and shield you from things that may trigger your anxiety. Loud noises for example.

Akaza has complicated feelings about scars. Some say they are proof that you had gone through something hard and some say that they are signs of weakness and shame. But he understands the story behind your scars and approves them.

Akaza is good at video games and loves playing with you, and he is absolutely amazing at rhythm games. His reflexes are beyond normal human's and he is also fast as lighting.

He is curious and likes to listen to you tell him about Greek mythology or anything you are really interested in. He likes the stories of Hercules the most probably.

While he is a Demon, he can enjoy some things like your sweets. Compliments you and makes sure to let you know when you make an especially delicious batch of cookies.

He often tells you to remember to wear your glasses because he doesn't want you to accidentally hurt yourself or anything like that. When you put them on, he can't help but smile and teasingly call you "four-eyes". Don't worry, he says it all with love.

Oftentimes, he catches you singing secretly and he will compliment your singing voice, telling you that you should sing for him, just him, but you may or may not be bashful about it.

Your loyalty is maybe one of the sweetest things in you that he loves and he promises to be loyal to you also.

Behind closed doors, he enjoys tracing his fingers over your body and every mark you may have and he never fails to tell you how cute you are. He also encourages you to trace his markings and where they might lead.

[crisalidaseason]

Family chaos on christmas and a birthday

Notes: I thought I had posted this here, apparently I did not. Dumb cris!!! This is a christmas special I posted on AO3

So, this was sort of a request from @spookyspicedchai here on AO3, and I loved the idea so much that I went full author mode. Also, It's finallt december 25th here in my region soooo MERRY CHRISTMAS or HAPPY HOLIDAYS for the ones who do not celebrate Christmas specifically. I based this story on a few movies, but also my experiences with this holiday so if you find something different it's probably my latine agenda going on. Anyway! I hope you enjoy it!

Kenny groaned loudly at the traffic jam.

“Fucking holiday season” he muttered under his breath, pulling his phone out of his pocket and calling his husband.

“Love?”

“I’m close to your office, but stuck in the traffic. Might take a bit longer than usual to pick you up”

“Hmmm, I told you to leave earlier. There’s a mall and supermarket in the area, people are probably panic buying gifts and groceries for Christmas”

“Yeah, I know, just didn’t think it would fuck up the traffic this bad”

Uri chuckled on the other line, like the annoying man that he is. Kenny didn’t need a ‘told you so’ moment, even if Uri insistently warned him about the potential traffic issues on December 23rd.

“I’ll wait patiently for you, like I always do. I can grab you a coffee if you want to”

“I could use the caffeine”

“Alright, ring me up when you get here, handsome”

“Tsk, bye Uri”

Kenny heard the blond man laughing before he hung up. Kenny ignored his flushing face in the rear view mirror, how the fuck that man still makes him blush in almost 7 years together. He blamed it on the fact they recently married, about three weeks ago. Kenny fondly recalled their ‘wedding’. There wasn’t a ceremony at all, they just signed documents and had dinner in a fancy restaurant while Frieda and Historia were babysitting Levi for the evening. Despite their long relationship, a small document stating their marriage left them in a stupid bliss as if they were two teenagers.

“Finally!” the traffic started to flow again, distracting Kenny from his thoughts.

Arriving at the office building Uri worked at, he called him again. This time Uri didn’t answer, but before the Ackerman could call again he saw his husband leave the building and approach the car.

“Good evening, sir” he said, entering the car.

Uri leaned over and gave Kenny a quick kiss on the lips. Adjusting himself on the seat, he handed the taller man a styrofoam cup with the hot coffee, which Kenny immediately accepted and took a sip.

“What kind of coffee does your office buy? It tastes like shit” Kenny commented, taking another sip.

“I have no idea, but does it really matter if you drink it almost everyday you pick me up?”

“Caffeine is caffeine, taste is an afterthought” Kenny said “so, is everything okay for all the events of the 25th? Do we need anything?”

“Not really, everything is set. We just need to pick up the cake tomorrow afternoon”

“Alright, let’s go home and free the babysitter from the little brat. Besides, we better have a head start on things for tomorrow’s dinner” Kenny said, finishing the coffee and starting the car.

Celebrating Christmas at home was a recent event in Kenny’s life. Him and Kuchel used to celebrate by going to the local church's dinner in alliance with the orphanage, but they never had strong emotional ties to this particular holiday season. It brought them sadness because it was supposed to be a time spent with family, which the siblings lacked. But then Kuchel gave birth to Levi, on a stormy December 25th, and while the woman was still high on painkillers, she said to an also tired Kenny beside her:

We’re gonna give him the Christmas we never had, right Kenny?

And they did. The Ackerman siblings would decorate the christmas tree, make dinner (Kenny can be a very good cook), bake cookies, exchange gifts and dress baby Levi with outrageous Christmas outfits, which Kenny snapped pictures to use as future embarrassing material. At the same time, they also celebrated Levi’s birthday, with cakes and balloons and more gifts. When Uri joined Kenny’s life, he also indulged in these celebrations, and when Kuch sadly passed away, they decided to keep the tradition alive in respect of her efforts.

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"You two are late, that's gonna cost extra time for Historia"

Uri and Kenny watched as Levi was sitting on the couch, teddy bear print pajamas on and recently showered. Historia was beside him, combing his hair. She smiled, already used to the boy's bickering with his uncles.

"We were stuck in traffic, sorry" Uri said "and don't worry boy, your babysitter will have an extra"

Both adults paid the girl, with an extra for her Uber and the hour of overtime. After saying her goodbyes to Levi and wishing everyone happy holidays, she left the house.

"Come here brat, kitchen duty" Kenny announced, after changing to more comfortable clothes.

The child quickly perked up and ran to the kitchen. Last Christmas, when Levi learned how to read, he became a part of a tradition Kenny and Kuchel established years ago: checking all the ingredients. Kenny would read the list they made weeks in advance and Kuchel would locate the item in their pantry. Not something they needed to do, but a habit they built as a starter for their holiday celebration. With Kuchel passing, Levi did the reading and Kenny checked the cabinets.

"We have everything" Levi commented.

"Yes, thanks to Uri's memory"

"Like an elephant" the child said.

"What?" Kenny said, confused.

"Elephants have good memory" Levi explained, as if Kenny was a toddler.

"Huh" the man said "makes sense, with their big heads and all"

"You have a big head and uncle Uri is smarter"

Kenny didn’t have a quick response to that. That evil little spawn got him there. Before he could say something, Uri appeared in the kitchen, oblivious to the insult Levi just threw.

“Do we have everything, Ackerman boys?”

“Yes” Levi replied, smiling like the angel he wasn’t.

“Perfect, what are we doing first?” the blond man asked Kenny.

“Baking the cookies, they are a pain in my-”

“Do not finish that sentence, love” Uri's serious tone sent a chill down Kenny's spine.

Of course, the little rascal will melt at the sound of a swear.

The evening was spent making the sugar cookie dough and cutting it into funny shapes. Levi absolutely hated the sensation of making the dough, only accepting to cut the shapes and decorating with the icing. The child was very enthusiastic about putting everything in the dishwashing machine in an organized mess. Kenny and Uri recently noticed he had a strange fascination for cleaning supplies, he even had a mini broom in his room. He loved to see the dishwasher working, usually spending a while looking at the machine (he also did that with the washing machine). Kenny would not admit that, but he used to do the same thing as a kid.

“Cookies done” Uri said, while putting the last ones in a container “Levi, prepare for bed. Tomorrow we have more work to do early in the morning”

The boy went to the bathroom. Kenny sat on one of the kitchen chairs while Uri put the last of the dishes away. When he was done, Uri sat next to his husband and rested his head on the man’s shoulders.

“Tired?” Kenny whispered.

“A little, but nothing a good night of sleep with my handsome husband won’t fix”

Kenny shook his head and gave him a kiss on the forehead before standing up and taking Uri’s hand.

“Let’s put the brat to sleep and I’ll tuck you in”

Levi was already in bed, putting fuzzy socks on. He looked at the two adults on his bedroom door.

“Ready?” Uri said.

“Hmhm, I’m tired” the child nodded.

Kenny turned off the lights, only the small table lamp on to bathe the room in a bluish dim light. Uri covered the boy in a warm blanket and wished him a good night, alongside Kenny. Both men went to their own room, finally resting from the full day of work.

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December 24th was also a full day, like every year. The married couple spent the early morning on the balcony, drinking their tea and coffee. Kenny had bought some fresh bread from the bakery across the street, sweet and salty pastries for Levi to try when he woke up.

“We have the cake to pick up today” Uri said “do you think he’ll like it?”

“Considering he speaks non-stop about the animal kingdom, he’s gonna love it”

They both laughed. It was sweet but tiring to keep up with Levi’s hyperfixation. He would enjoy things almost obsessively, but also briefly. Uri hoped a zoo themed cake was still a hype, just like the zoo visit they took Levi a few weeks ago.

“Let’s start a few things in the kitchen, we can leave the turkey for later” Kenny said.

Both men started to steam the vegetables for the Christmas chicken salad, while also chopping some garlic and onions to put on the rice. Kenny was always the one with onion duties since he never cried. Levi soon woke up with the delicious smell of food, already peeking his head inside the kitchen. December 24th was always spent at home, cooking and eating bits of food here and there. Levi would perform taste tests as an excuse to eat more of the well seasoned chicken Kenny was so good at. Uri went out after lunch to pick up the cake, and trying to hide it in the fridge without Levi noticing was a hard task. That boy is suspicious of everything, but eventually it worked and they managed to hide the cake at the very top of the fridge.

Soon enough, it was time for them to take a shower and put on fancy clothes to just stay home on their couch, having dinner and watching animations with Levi. This year, they put fancy pajamas on, the ones made of silk. Uri had them custom made by Frieda, who was an exquisite seamstress and stylist despite being so young. Kenny still remembers when she said that making a pajama set for him would cost more than Uri and Levi’s set because of his height. He couldn’t really complain, it was indeed a lot of fabric just for his legs, but in the end the set was very nice and cozy. Kenny had to congratulate Uri’s niece with a gift.

“Tomorrow is the big day” Uri whispered while watching a random Christmas episode on television. It was already past midnight and Levi was fast asleep on the couch, with many pillows and fluffy blankets around him.

“He’s been trying to open the fridge alone, I think he suspects there’s something there” Kenny whispered “We better celebrate this brat’s birthday quick before he tips that thing over”

Uri laughed, he had caught Levi once or twice trying to do that.

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December 25th arrived. Kenny woke up on the couch, with Levi’s head on his stomach and Uri already in the kitchen, most likely brewing their morning beverages. The man looked at the small boy sound asleep. They must have forgotten to get to bed, Kenny's back was going to kill him later on, but instead of moving he just stayed there, looking at the boy and thinking about how time flies. It’s been two years and a half caring for him. The second Christmas and birthday without Kuchel. Levi was turning seven today, still so young but with an already complicated story. The ackerman sighed, running his fingers softly on Levi’s black strands.

“Don’t move” he heard Uri whisper.

Of course he moved, but just enough to see his husband snap a picture of him caressing Levi’s head. Kenny smiled, this picture was going to haunt him and Levi in the future, he can already see Uri pulling it up everytime the two ackermans start to bicker.

“Can you bring my coffee? We don’t want the brat waking up early do we?”

“Oh lord, no. I’ll be right back”

Kenny tried to place Levi’s head on the pillow, a slow and very quiet process, and the child almost woke up once but soon snuggled into the pillow.

“Here” Uri handed him a steamy mug of coffee.

The morning was quiet, with Levi sleeping while the couple decorated their dinner table with paper decorations, a few plastic animal toys, and the beautifully decorated cake. Uri placed the number seven candle right on top, the ones that sparkle and die on their own since Levi wasn’t a fan of blowing candles (Kenny joked ONCE about how you spread germs all over the cake and the boy was terrified for life).

“Wow” said the boy when he woke up.

“Did you like it?” Kenny asked “there’s a bunch of animals”

Levi nodded, climbing on the chair to see the cake better. His face was still swollen from sleep and his hair was all over the place.

“I knew it was the cake in the fridge” the child said “can we eat?”

“Yes, but brush your teeth first and wash your face” Uri said.

Levi did as he was asked quicker than any other day, almost jumping from excitement when he climbed and stood on the chair again, right behind the cake.

“Do you want to sing happy birthday, Levi?” Uri asked.

The boy hesitated. Last year he didn’t want to, which was understandable since his mother was always the one to sing and light the candle for him. But surprising both adults, he nodded and Uri was about to light the candle when Levi stopped him.

“Can we…” he began, sitting on the chair “Uncle, can we bring mom?”

Kenny looked at Uri and then at Levi. It took a while for the child to understand that the small urn inside the couple’s room was his mother entirely, but lately he had been going there a lot to stare at it. Sometimes, he even spoke with her.

“Of course, Levi. Come on, let’s pick her up together”

Kenny placed Levi on his forearm and went into the room, taking the gray and small urn with the other hand carefully and placing her on the table, right next to Levi.

“Ready?” Kenny asked.

Levi nodded and Uri finally lit the candle. The familiar tune of ‘happy birthday to you’ echoed in their living room, Levi smiled while cutting the cake with Uri’s help and they served a small slice in memory of Kuchel.

Happy birthday, Little Spawn. Merry Christmas, Kuchel.