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Working at a restaurant with 141!(Part 5)

The shithead owner decides that he needs to sign up for a "restaurant renovation" show. Chaos ensues.

"A fucking TV show?"

Gaz frowns while polishing glasses.

"Told him it was a bad idea."

Price shrugs, lighting a cigar. You are horrified, being on the screen for millions of people to see was nerve wracking. And it'll be the first time you meet the owner.

"Restaurant renovation... Lik' he gives twa fucks aboot renovating this shitehole."

Johnny ashes his smoke and passes it to you. You take a deep drag and sigh, this is gonna be a disaster.

~

Cameras are set up everywhere, everyone's mic'd up, there are too many people in too small of a space. Some obnoxiously loud man introduces himself. He seems to be an amalgamation of every TV host you've ever seen, wearing too much cologne and too much hair gel. He puts a hand on your shoulder,

"The place looks terrible but at least they got something nice to look at here."

He flashes a smile, cheap veneer blindingly white. You awkwardly laugh while Price steps in, introducing himself. You scurry away to the back where the rest of the boys are,

"I want everyone to be on their best behavior today. No fucking around. Don't make me look bad."

The owner is a bland man, average height and weight, with a shitty haircut and wearing an ugly flashy shirt. He turns around and briefly introduces himself, he already smells like liquor. Great. He gets waved over to get interviewed by the host. You and the guys watch from the other end of the restaurant. It's quite embarrassing, the host pointing out how run down the place looks, the menu is confusing and overwhelming, and then asks if he's drunk,

"I can smell the alcohol from here Carl... it's only 11am buddy."

The owner stutters and blinks,

"I- just uh, just a crazy night is all."

The host stares, unconvinced. Carl shifts awkwardly in his chair. The next segment was ordering food apparently, so you were up. You walk up to the table as the host asks you a barrage of questions,

"How would you say the fish is here? Is everything fresh? What do you think of the steak? Do you have any recommendations?"

When you say you only ate the fries from here and he laughs loudly,

"That is not a good sign folks!"

He stares at the camera, showing off teeth that were too big for his mouth before you walk off and punch in the order. There's a cameraman recording John and Simon cooking,

"Steak and potatoes."

John reads the slip out loud, they move around the kitchen while the owner watches. For such a simple dish there's a lot of chaos, Carl is yelling at them to move faster and cook properly, John is busy arguing with Carl and burns the steak, Simon plates up the food and hands it off to you. You place the plate down in front of the host,

"Oh...oh my God..."

You keep a straight face, hands behind your back. The host looks back up at you,

"Does the food usually come out like this?"

There's a tone of disgust and concern, his eyebrows turned up, you shrug. He stares back down at the filet and cuts into it,

"It's very impressive that one is able to overcook such a large piece of meat. That takes...skill."

You watch concertedly as he picks up a piece and puts it into his mouth, it looks like he wants to cry.

He goes on to complain about the quality of the food to the camera as he walks to the kitchen,

"At least it's clean back here. I've seen kitchens in wors- is that a fucking pigeon?"

Sure enough, there is. How the fuck did it get in here?

"Oh! I just left the door open to let some fresh air in..."

Carl awkwardly tries to catch the bird while the boys watch amusedly, even the camera crew stifle a laugh.

"Christ Almighty, what is wrong with you man?"

The host shakes his head, watching the whole scene in disbelief. Eventually, the bird is out of the building and the sweep of the kitchen continues.

"Food is not expired, everything is stored properly, it's all very well organized. I was honestly expecting worse."

The host walks up to the bar next, plucking up bottles and examining them,

"So, Kyle is it? How long have you been working here for?"

"Just a little over five years."

Gaz leans against the bar. There's a gasp and the host waves the camera over,

"Look at this shit,"

He points at the label,

"Expired in August,"

You look over at Gaz and Soap, they look like they're about to piss themselves, holding back laughs.

"Of 2012!"

The host looks disgusted,

"Why didn't you throw this away?"

"Carl told me to not toss anything."

Kyle shrugged. Soap is almost in tears, shaking, trying to bite back a howl of laughter.

The next two days are like this, you don't know why Carl hasn't pulled the plug on this fiasco yet,

"I think he's getting drunker as the days go by."

Johnny says, ashing his cigarette. There's a nod from Simon,

"I think he enjoys being embarrassed, seems like the type to get off on that."

'The big finale' as the host calls it, means getting a new menu, refreshing the cooks(John's) skills, and cleaning out the bar. The place is opened and there's a line out of the door. It's overwhelming, the customers are putting on a show, acting like dickheads and sending everything back even when there's nothing wrong with the food. Simon and John are on top of everything, putting out food as fast as possible, Carl is shitting himself running around the kitchen like a headless chicken. The night goes by fast and everyone is at the bar,

"So the cooks are for the most part competent, the waitress is amazing, and the bartender is well... The man can do no wrong. The problem here is you,"

The host points at Carl who is fucking sloshed swaying back and forth,

"I genuinely think this restaurant would be better off without you."

Carl starts bawling. The host is visibly uncomfortable. The boys and you are looking at each other. Then when all the cameras and lights are gone, it's all back to normal. Carl is looking for reassurance from anyone and you and the boys just pack up and head home, Price patting him on the back,

"You'll be alright."

~

A few months later, you're all sat on the couch watching the TV. Johnny's over the moon pointing at the screen,

"Look thare A am! See hou sexy A look?"

He's smiling and waving at the camera in the background of the scene where Carl is crying his eyes out. That gets a laugh out of Gaz,

"You're a sick bastard, Soap."

Once the episode dropped, the restaurant got busy for a few months. Most of the customers are horny women ogling at Kyle. On occasion you get the request to bring out "the scary looking one" and you just laugh it off.

"You're so lucky working with all these guys, I don't know if I'd be able to control myself,"

A particularly drunk woman said to you one day. You just smile while Kyle winks at you over his shoulder.

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Any tips on how to describe indoor spaces so they feel real and match the vibe of the story without throwing in too much detail?

Getting interior scenes just right is all about finding the balance between setting the mood, showing the unique personality of your story world, and keeping the plot moving. There are lots of ways you can use senses, action, and background to set a scene, all of which can work seamlessly with the type of story you want to tell. Here are some tips on how you can achieve that:

How does it look?

Lighting: does your space contain the soft glow of lamps, harsh fluorescent lights, or natural light?

Use colour and textures like peeling paint, plush velvet, or sleek marble.

Size and scale: is it claustrophobically small or impressively grand?

Architectural features: does the space have high ceilings, crown mouldings, or exposed beams?

Furnishings: are they modern, sparse, antique, or cluttered?

Style and decor: what style is represented, and how does it affect the atmosphere?

State of repair: is the space well-kept, neglected, or under renovation?

Perspective and layout: how do spaces flow into each other?

Unique design features: describe sculptural elements, or things that stand out.

Spatial relationships: describe how objects are arranged—what’s next to, across from, or underneath something else?

How does it sound?

Describe echoes in large spaces or the muffled quality of sound in carpeted or furnished rooms.

Note background noises; is there a persistent hum of an air conditioner, or the tick of a clock?

Describe the sound of footsteps; do they click, scuff, or are they inaudible?

Include voices; are they loud and echoing or soft and absorbed?

Is there music? Is it piped in, coming from a live source, or perhaps drifting in from outside?

Capture the sounds of activity; typing, machinery, kitchen noises, etc.

Describe natural sounds; birds outside the window, or the rustle of trees.

Consider sound dynamics; is the space acoustically lively or deadened?

Include unexpected noises that might be unique to the building.

Consider silence as a sound quality. What does the absence of noise convey?

How does it smell?

Identify cleaning products or air fresheners. Do they create a sterile or inviting smell?

Describe cooking smells if near a kitchen; can you identify specific foods?

Mention natural scents; does the room smell of wood, plants, or stone?

Are there musty or stale smells in less ventilated spaces?

Note the smell of new materials; fresh paint, new carpet, or upholstery.

Point out if there’s an absence of smell, which can be as notable as a powerful scent.

Consider personal scents; perfume, sweat, or the hint of someone’s presence.

Include scents from outside that find their way in; ocean air, city smells, etc.

Use metaphors and similes to relate unfamiliar smells to common experiences.

Describe intensity and layering of scents; is there a primary scent supported by subtler ones?

What can you do there?

Describe people’s actions; are they relaxing, working, hurried, or leisurely?

Does the space have a traditional use? What do people come there to do?

Note mechanical activity; elevators moving, printers printing, etc.

Include interactions; are people talking, arguing, or collaborating?

Mention solitary activities; someone reading, writing, or involved in a hobby.

Capture movements; are there servers bustling about, or a janitor sweeping?

Observe routines and rituals; opening blinds in the morning, locking doors at night.

Include energetic activities; perhaps children playing or a bustling trade floor.

Note restful moments; spaces where people come to unwind or reflect.

Describe cultural or community activities that might be unique to the space.

How is it decorated?

Describe the overall style; is it minimalist, baroque, industrial, or something else?

Note period influences; does the decor reflect a specific era or design movement?

Include colour schemes and how they play with or against each other.

Mention patterns; on wallpaper, upholstery, or tiles.

Describe textural contrasts; rough against smooth, shiny against matte.

Observe symmetry or asymmetry in design.

Note the presence of signature pieces; a chandelier, an antique desk, or a modern art installation.

Mention thematic elements; nautical, floral, astronomical, etc.

Describe homemade or bespoke items that add character.

Include repetitive elements; motifs that appear throughout the space.

What is its history?

Mention historical usage; was the building repurposed, and does it keep its original function?

Describe architectural time periods; identify features that pinpoint the era of construction.

Note changes over time; upgrades, downgrades, or restorations.

Include historical events that took place within or affected the building.

Mention local or regional history that influenced the building’s design or function.

Describe preservation efforts; are there plaques, restored areas, or visible signs of aging?

Describing indoor spaces doesn’t have to feel like a chore. Focus on the details that matter most, tie them to the mood or characters, and let your readers fill in the blanks. A well-crafted space not only sets the scene but builds your character's relationship to it. Use sensory language, background, and action beats to tie it into your narrative, and don’t be afraid to play around with motifs and contradictions, depending on who is experiencing it!

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CIY CH 30

Chapter Thirty

📍Pairing: detective ateez ot8 x detective afab reader 📍Summary: "Welcome Home" 📍WC: 3.2k 📍AU: detective/mafia 📍Genre: action, dark romance, poly romance 📍Warning(s): 18+ rating (all of CIY is), anxiety 📍Beta readers (and sole motivation): @yourfatherlucifer, @bunnliix, and @adelusionforyourthoughts 📍AN: The last chapter of Case: It's You. Book 2, Case: It's Us will begin posting most likely in the beginning of March. I have some collabs i want to focus on and to knock out pieces i missed last year with FFF. Anyways, the taglist fo CIU will be reset and directions to join will be listed at the end of this chapter. Are you ready for the climax of Case: It's You? 📍dividers and banner made by me!

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It was a lot more nerve wracking descending the stairs than you thought, a lot less prepared for this conversation than you had hoped for. You could see the majority of the open space, the industrial pipes and vents above with the fans blowing air. The whole space was renovated nicely, with a large sitting area that doubled as a game or theater set up with the large flat screen on the stone wall. Shelves occupied the rest full of books and other items, including a dagger and sword collection.

Wooyoung was the last to notice your presence, moving about the large industrial type kitchen cooking up a feast just as you had asked, but the others had all stopped to look up at the stairs the moment the door opened. San had let you step out first, taking it slow as you fought off the panic that threatened to engulf you. You told yourself you had no reason to be scared, they wouldn’t hurt you. Yeosang was watching from over his monitors he had set up on the dining table, Jongho standing next to him, while the other four were standing in the living area discussing something important if you had to guess from their demeanor.

They just… stared. Some smiled, like Hongjoong and Yunho, even Yeosang had a shy little smile. But otherwise their concern was so evident it almost made you turn and run back into the room. Wooyoung, bless him, noticed that when he noticed you. “There’s my pretty girl- hey! Y'all stop gawking at her! Not unless you’re going to get on your knees and beg for her love.” He pointed his spatula at a few of them as if ready to hit.

Yunho chuckled and made his way over to meet you at the bottom of the stairs. “Sorry about that butterfly, we’re just happy to see you moving about.” You rolled your eyes but took his outstretched hand once you reached the last step. “Yeah, well, get used to it. I’m not about to be some doll you keep in a box.”

He smiled wider, stopping you there instead of helping you down like you thought. “Wouldn’t dream of it Butterfly, you’re meant to fly after all.” Blushing at his comment, you gently smacked his shoulder. “Shut it charmer, I’m hungry and I’d like to chit chat.” “Of course, anything you want.” He hummed out and then swept you into his arms. He hadn’t  been as clingy as the other two, so the contact threw you off, for a moment reminding you of the night you found out everything.

It left a bad taste in your mouth and had you scrambling out of his arms. “I can walk just fine.” With a huff you moved past him to the others: in particular Hongjoong. “I want answers. Please.” He nodded, sombering up and looking to the others. They each sat down and both Yeosang and Jongho made their way over. Yunho took his seat next to Mingi, placing a hand on his thigh to still Mingi's bouncing leg, Yeosang sitting next to Mingi on the other side and and Jongho sat on the arm next to him, all on one sofa. You glanced at San to have him sit, which he did, sitting on the far end of the other couch next to Seonghwa.

Even Wooyoung paused in his cook, leaning against the counter and giving you all his attention.

While you were thankful they did, none of them standing above you and giving you ample space, the intensity of their stares made you uneasy. Unwavering attention, somber expressions, even Jongho’s usual tense demeanor was for a different reason: concern for you.

Taking a deep breath, you let it out in a huff, placing your hands on your hips and furrowing your brow with a playful glare. “I swear to fucking God if you don't relax a little I'm going to start swinging! I'm not going to suddenly combust and I'm not made of crystal either.” 

At your threat, there were some tense smiles, but other Wooyoung scoffing in the kitchen no one relaxed.

“Yes you are.”

Surprisingly, it was Jongho who spoke up, drawing your attention with eyes wide with shock. “What did you say?” You took a step closer, ready to fight him on it. You weren't fragile. You weren’t-

“You are fragile. Ready to combust. Crystal or glass or whatever.” He repeated, shifting on the arm rest as Yeosang grabbed his arm with alarm. “I'm just saying what everyone is thinking! And it's true. When I found you…”

As he trailed off you stepped forward, thigh brushing his knee as you stared him down with a locked brow. “What? What about it?!”

“Easy Gorgeous, this is what you wanted to talk about right?” Hongjoong stood up to try and intervene but you held up a hand to stop him, gaze locked onto Jongho's in a battle of wills.

“When I found you… when you held on to me, I thought… I thought we lost you for good.” His tone significantly softened, but he held eye contact, seeming just as shocked as you were by his words. “We don't want to lose you.”

“And when was I ever yours to lose Choi Jongho? Maybe some of the others but yours? Don't make me laugh.” You scoffed, rolling your eyes and waving him off dismissively.

Just for him to grab your hand and pull you closer. Out of reaction. You brought your other hand down in an attempt to hit him, just for him to grab your wrist. Both were now locked in his hands, his feet hooking behind your calves and effectively trapping you against him while he still sat on the arm of the couch unwavering. “Let. Me. GO!” You still struggled, but while you were smaller and could be quick, he was much more physically fit and overpowering. Despite your best efforts your breathing became labored, eyes wide with unbridled fear as your body reacted from trauma as opposed to Jongho himself.

Despite his rough grip, his face softened. “Look at me, little one, I’m not going to hurt you.”

Stiffening at the pet name, heat flooded your senses, mingling with the icy fear that was in your veins and somehow balancing it out. He didn’t say anything else, nor make a move, just waited out for your struggling to seize. Instead you deflated, hands balled into fists to try and keep your fingers from trembling more than they were. “Why does it matter to you?” Your previous demeanor to take action and demand answers was long gone, the vulnerable side of yourself that you often rejected coming back to the surface. These men had a way of bringing it out, apparently that meant Jongho as well. “I…” He started, dropping his hands from your wrists to settle on his thighs, giving you the option to back out if you wanted. When you didn’t, he continued, a tremble in his voice. “You… you matter to me little one, more than I’d like to admit. Butting heads with you, watching you thrive in this kind of work, seeing the way you interact with my partners here… It all matters to me. I’m sorry I reacted poorly, I thought if I could get you to walk away before you got too deep there was a chance for you to be happy elsewhere but… that’s not an option anymore is it?” You shook your head, staring at him as if he had just grown a second head. Softness was not something you expected to ever see from this man, and coupled with the pet name it had you feeling some type of way. “No… it’s not. I want to be a part of this. No, I need it. With you all. I want…” You paused, taking a deep breath to gather up what courage you could, turning to look at every single one of them before meeting Jongho’s still soft gaze. It felt like you had to tell him this the most. “I want to join the Black Pirates.” The way he smiled up at you had the apples of your cheeks burning, for a brief second finding him adorable. “For new members we take a vote and if it’s not unanimous, it fails. Should we take a vote?” He looked to the others, but you were staring at him, a question in them. “It’s not the first time for the vote… no, but I disagreed every time. I get it if that makes you angry at me.” Swallowing hard, you shook your head. Now that you understood a bit of why he was so hateful to you, you couldn’t be upset with his actions. Well, not at this moment. You might give him hell for it later though. “Just you though?” You couldn’t help but glance over at Yeosang and Yunho, having thought they two might have protested at least. You know San and Wooyoung wanted you since the first time you met them both, and the others had shown so as well over the last few weeks.

Yeosang caught you looking at him and smiled sheepishly, nodding his head. “I want you here. I uh- well…” He trailed off, getting more bashful the more you stared expectantly.

It was Wooyoung that chimed in, making his way over in a rush, announcing himself with a giggle before he pulled you back against him once he was sure you would not panic about it. “Sangie is obsessed with you, Goddess. Asks about you constantly, praises you. It’s so fucking cute to get him flustered just by mentioning you. You know, if you sat on his lap right now he would practically combust? He’s never been with a woman, just us, you could teach him a few things.”

“Wooyoung!” San stepped in, huffing as he stood up. “Let’s not suggest things like that right now.” “Why not? I think it would be very healing for her to hear just how much we want her and care about her. Did you know, love, that he’s been your secret admirer for awhile? Like that breakfast waiting for you the day you were late. Oh that was fun to get out of him.” You could hardly process what he was saying, watching the way Yeosang fidgeted and now refused to look at you, much like a shy boy in the presence of his crush. When Jongho slid his hand through the man’s hair, eliciting a low deep moan from him, your brain went haywire. Of course you had already decided Yeosang was adorable and had a lot of cute habits, like his lisp and the way he would preen at your praise just to name a few.

“I see. I’ll keep that in mind.” Shit, were you actually getting aroused by this? It was a nice thought that you actually could, but you knew the act itself was off the table. Especially if Jongho touching you like that had adrenaline running in your veins ready to fight and run. So you turned your attention right to Mingi who was sitting next to the pretty boy. He was watching with those boba eyes of his that melted your heart. You hadn’t talked to him since he had interrupted your time with Wooyoung, pouting from your lack of attention. “Do you want me here?” The sex, the shared moments in between, and the brief moments after… you couldn’t say for certain that he did want you here.

He looked offended you asked. “Of course I do Princess. Do you have any idea how badass and amazing you are? You’re an upgrade to our team for sure. And not just because the sex was amazing, I like you for way more than just that.” He elbowed Yunho next to him. “Right?” Yunho nodded, smiling softly as he patted his thigh and met your gaze. “Remember what I told you, Butterfly? This is another way I meant it, as a Pirate. San has always been right about you being perfect for us, and that means in this way too. You’re a hard worker, you fight for what you believe in, and you’re a force to be reckoned with. My balls still hurt thinking about your knee, you know.” He teased with a wink, resulting in a blush on your own cheeks. “I do feel bad about that but it didn’t seem to affect your performance.” You pointed out, shifting in Wooyoung’s arms. The man tightened his hold on you, chin resting on your shoulder as he let out a whine. “And you know how San and I feel already. We love you. Cherish you. Most definitely worship the ground you walk on Goddess. Having you as a Pirate with us? It’s perfect. You’re perfect.” Fighting off the smile that wanted to spread across your lips was hard, so you didn’t. Especially when you locked eyes with San, his own smile mirroring yours, his dimples on full display. “You two are charmers, I swear.” San chuckled with Wooyoung, the broader man nodding. “It worked, we got you now don’t we?” You couldn’t deny that, warmth spreading through your body at their obvious affection. That meant six out of eight agreed for you to join. Six out of eight of them wanted you, wanted to work with you as an equal and a partner. Hesitantly you glanced at Seonghwa, feeling a bit intimidated despite knowing he did care for you. Still, you had held him at gunpoint, he had freed you at the safe house and you had, essentially, killed a man to try and fight for him and Hongjoong. Did they know that? How you had made that decision, in that moment, to fight for them? With nothing more than a knife? The way Seonghwa softened, you thought maybe he did. You felt shy, insecure, anxiety eating in your chest. So much had happened, all the care shown to you over this last week being second guessed at this moment. And he seemed to know that. “Angel?” He started, standing up slowly as you removed yourself from Wooyoung’s hold, his presence suddenly overwhelming for you. “Hey, it’s okay-” “It’s not. It’s not okay.” You stammered out, backing away from Wooyoung to create some space as heavy weighted emotions took hold in your heart. It finally hit, not just what had happened by the Red Wolves hand, but what led up to it. Your questioning at gunpoint, the way Yunho fucked you, being held hostage by them and still choosing to fight. What if that changed things? Did that really make you good enough? Did that really make you deserving of their words? Seonghwa shared a quick glance with Hongjoong and both approached you, stopping when you backed up. The guilt and pain that twisted their features suddenly twisted your own emotions in your gut. “You don’t think you deserve this… do you? Being a Pirate?” When you nodded, they reacted in a way that had you jumping, staring at Hongjoong now on his knees as he had fallen to them with a groan of pain. Seonghwa was shaking his head, using your shock over Hongjoong to close the distance and grab you by the waist. You jumped at that, attempting to pull away until you saw the gun.

“This is why, isn’t it? You don’t think we want someone that hurt us?” There was pure anguish in his voice, pushing it against your chest. “You think you’re a liability after what happened? And wondering just how we can agree to having you on board huh?” You hated how right he was, holding onto the gun because he wasn’t giving you a choice. “You wouldn’t have gone with them if I wasn’t there. I wouldn’t have been there if I didn’t hold you at gun point. You wouldn’t-” You were shut up with a kiss, words muffled against Seonghwa’s lips as he held you tight against him. Your mind went blank, confusion settling under the bliss that came from his sweet lips on yours. 

When he pulled away, he directed your attention to Hongjoong who was gripping his knees tightly, still on the ground but tense. He presented himself as if he was offering his life up to you for a mistake. And in hindsight, he was. He blamed himself for what happened, you could see it in his eyes, hear it in the way he said your full name, slowly and syllable by syllable. “We signed up for situations like that, you hadn’t. Being a Pirate means there will always be a chance of that happening again-” The air in the room grew thick with a new tension, somber expressions befalling each member as they looked at you almost protectively. You normally would hate it, demand that you could take care of yourself.

But they knew you could, they admired that you could, and therefore their protective demeanor meant something entirely different to you.

Tears were running down your cheeks unexpectedly, finding new strength to pull from Seonghwa. He let you, watching as you were on your knees before Hongjoong the next second, wrapping your arms around his neck and holding onto him. He latched on, burying his face into the crook of your neck, trembling in your arms. “Being a Pirate means I’m with you, all eight of you, and that’s more than worth the risk Hongjoong. I can’t think of anywhere else I want to be, or that fits me more. Working with you all, being with you all, just… this is my home, isn’t it?” There were arms wrapping around you both, a kiss pressed to the top of your head. You didn’t have to look up to know it was Seonghwa, the sound of his humming filling your ears. “Welcome home then Angel. We’re happy to have you.” Hongjoong’s arms tightened around you, a wet spot forming on your shirt from his own silent tears. “We’re in this together, Firecracker. Promise not to let you get hurt like that again okay?” As much as going through that again would terrify you, you glanced around the room, taking note of the others. Wooyoung was now holding San’s hand, freely crying while San was trying not too, both looking as if they wanted to come join. You waved them over, and they joined rather fast, surrounding you with so much warmth. Wooyoung on your right across from Seonghwa and San now behind you. Both kissing the top of your head just like Seonghwa did.

Then there were the other four, Mingi and Yeosang leaning into their respective partners, both Yunho and Jongho sharing a look of determination, all four watching you. With your own determination, you took a deep breath and kissed the top of Hongjoong’s head instead. “If I do… I’ll be okay. I’ll have the eight of you right? I think I can handle anything if I have you all in my corner.”

The four of them squeezed you tightly, the amount of emotions in the room overwhelming but it felt right. It felt right to experience this with them all, to be vulnerable with them and receive this support. This is what it meant to be with them all, to be in this together.

Seonghwa said the final words, making it official as he seemed to comfort his family; his lovers. “Then together. Welcome home Angel.”

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5- there is the ao3 version of Case: It's You and Case: It's Us will be posted in time with the tumblr here. So if you want to be a silent reader, or miss your chance for the taglist, I suggest subscribing to both CIY and CIU when it comes out on ao3. My ao3 username is: Cutiepiedoom. You can also search for the story. The reason I'm doing this: Tumblr writing community is dying, I work hard for this story and yes I choose to post for free but I can also choose to only send to those I know enjoy this. i do not have to share my work, i can stop any time i want and I will if i think at any point it is not worth it to post. A Taglist in particular is a waste of my time, so I'd rather make sure I'm tagging people I KNOW are going to enjoy this series. And that means reblogging it, giving me feedback, geeking out about it, letting the author know that it is LOVED. Thats all you need to do and i can promise you thats plenty of motivation for authors to give more and more. It brightens are bad days and keeps our love for our hobby alive. So please, don't bitch about this <3

Thank you~ Doom.

[lichenes]

on my hands and knees begging for domestic fluff w joost. cooking together, doing livestreams, playing video games, ANYTHING plz <3

My friend read the ask and suggested the whole plot so it came out like a crack fic near the end but oh well, the sillies :D Hope you like it anon and thank you for the ask!!

CW: cursing, broken washing machines??? wc: 689

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He walked through the door inhaling the familiar scent of your shared home. “You’re home!” You said with excitement, thrilled to see Joost. He talked to you about the latest concert, his eyes sparkling with joy when he described a huge group of people shouting the lyrics to his song alongside him. 

You were happy to finally have him back home as this was the last concert of the tour. He expressed how grateful he was for your support and couldn’t quite stop apologising for - as he called it - abandoning you for so long. You reassured him constantly hoping he would one day realise what made him happy, made you happy.

You both were too tired to do anything more than discuss things on the surface level. “You know I wouldn’t give you up for anything in the world.” He said as you both were laying in your shared bed. You nodded, constantly surprised by the level of affection he sported while extremely tired. 

You woke up well rested, finally not worrying if he was okay, he was next to you after all. “I’m doing laundry, do you need anything washed?” You said no and went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for you two. When he was done with the load he got into the kitchen and hugged you from behind inhaling your scent. 

“Missed you.” He mumbled into your neck tickling you with his breath. “Missed you too.” You were standing over the stove with a wooden spoon stirring the scrambled eggs. Joost thought proved to be a severe distraction. “I need to focus on the task at hand, Joost.” He let his gorgeous laugh out. “I knoww~ but I didn’t have much time to spend with you and I need you now.” Your face got warmer at those words. “You’ve got me all to yourself lovely.” You said this time making his fair skin turn a shade of red. 

He stopped hugging you and opted instead to set the table. It was quite small but enough for both of you to dine. He made sure to give you your favourite glass. You served the food up. He commented on how tasty it was despite it being only eggs and salt. “It’s hard to fuck up scrambled eggs.” You said with a slight jest in your voice. He laughed and continued. “But it’s not impossible!” 

You went into the living room of your apartment after he was done with washing the dishes and you were done drying them. Your day was spent laying in bed and watching some stupid series full of cheesy jokes which were just cringey enough to make both your stomachs hurt from the laughter. At some point you stood up and went into the bathroom.

Your socks were met with a wet floor which you didn’t expect. Suddenly you realised what was going on. “Joost!” You shouted, calling him over. “What’s up?” He walked right into the puddle. “The washing machine malfunctioned… grab some cloths.” He nodded and walked up to the closet and pulled out some, handing it to you with a smile on his face to cheer you up before the work you both were going to do soon. 

Unfortunately you didn’t catch the malfunction in time which meant the floor panels lifted due to the moisture they absorbed. Renovations were long overdue and you were planning on changing up the floors anyway you told yourself when you saw the panels literally de-gluing themselves from the floor. 

You decided on a herringbone style of floors this time opting to lay them yourselves, after all how hard could it be? You bought raw planks and let Joost lay his heart out. You loved seeing him work all stuck in his own world. He weatherproofed the planks after cutting them up into size appropriate pieces and made your home look brand new with the shining new floors. 

“You did a great job baby.” You said when he came over excited to show you his work. “We should monitor our washing machine better next time though, we wouldn’t want to ruin these gorgeous floors.” 

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[whxtedreams]

Cookies as Payment

A Poets Love

Inspired by rupi kaur poem:

i'd be lying if i said  you make me speechless the truth is you make my tongue so weak it forgets  what language to speak in  - by rupi kaur (milk and honey - page 61)

Word Count: 1.5k

Pairing: neighbour!joel x reader

Tags: no outbreak, fluff, baking, kissing, first kiss (with Joel), just wanna rip my heart out kind of fluff.

Series Masterlist - Main Masterlist

You didn’t expect it. Truth be told, you’re positive he didn’t plan it either. There’s so much you didn’t expect to happen between you and your neighbour, and knowing how soft his lips are was definitely not on your bingo card.   

The house smells divine, a tantalising blend of vanilla and chocolate filling the air, the sweet scent mixing with the smooth jazz playing from the record player. The atmosphere is cosy and welcoming, blending all the perfect ingredients for an afternoon with Joel as he works outside on another one of your projects.

He walks through the kitchen door, his nose leading him to you while you pull the slightly browned cookies from the oven. Your back is to him as you place the tray on the counter to continue cooking as they cool.

“They smell amazing.” Joel hums as he reaches over you for one. 

“They’re not ready yet, they’re still cooking as they cool.” You swat his hand away with the oven mitt, scolding him for almost touching them.

“But they smell too good.” 

You softly shove him as his hand reaches for the cookies again. You turn to face him then, arms crossed over your chest as you lean against the counter. His wired headphones dangle over his shoulders, blending into his plain white tee, his jacket discarded in the early afternoon from the Texas heat.

“I could smell ‘em from all the way outside, got me droolin’ out there.” He huffs a soft laugh as he brings his hands up in false defence, moving back from the cookies. “I’ve been tellin’ ya to start sellin’ them, make a fortune.” He points at you then before pushing himself to sit on the unused side of the counter. 

You open your mouth to say something but shrug instead, your hands focusing on the small fabric strands at your sleeves. He’s mentioned this a few times, every time he tries something you cook he ends up showering you with compliments. It’s sweet, how much he likes your baking and cooking and you have considered selling what you make but the idea terrifies you. Having someone pay for what you make, you’d rather just gift them to friends and family.

The first time you cooked for him, he almost begged you to help him cook for Sarah’s birthday the following week. You didn’t believe him when he told you he was a terrible cook. He ended up cooking for you that night to prove you wrong and after he made you spaghetti, you thought it would be better if he just stuck to prepping while you did the rest of the work for Sarah’s birthday dinner. You didn’t think someone could mess up spaghetti that badly, you were proven very wrong.

It’s been a few months since you moved in next door to Joel and it took him no longer than a week to start offering help in renovating. Took two weeks before he started coming over without the excuse of helping out and just wanting to hang out. 

It’s been nice, the constant company that doesn’t feel like you’re suffocating your own social battery. It’s the easy, effortless conversations that instead fill your social battery instead of draining it like others tend to do. There have been nights where nothing is said for hours, each just bathing in each other's company as you each do your own little hobbies, not demanding attention. 

There’s been times where you’re so stuck in your book you forget Joel is sitting across the room, tools in his hands as he carves away at another design. It’s not until he walks over to show you that you get the fright of your life, forgetting that you’re not alone.  

You fall into another easy conversation as Joel impatiently waits for the cookies to be ready. He updates you on the bench he’s building for your patio, and you get lost in how passionate he becomes when he talks about his job. His hands start moving the more he talks, the corner of his mouth twitching as he explains how he overcame something when it wasn’t quite working the way he wanted it to. 

You could listen to him for hours. You have listened to him for hours. 

You offered to pay him of course, but he said a batch of cookies was more than enough payment.

You make him coffee as he talks, already knowing how he likes it due to the amount of times he’s ended up over at your house in the mornings while his daughter Sarah had a house full of teenage girls over. He’d stumble over half awake and plant his face on the counter as he waits for the coffee to brew, his hair a mess and clothes crumbled. Hard to sleep when they stay up all night fuckin’ laughin and playing games. As much as he complains about it, you know he loves that his daughter ended up with a nice group of friends, even if they keep him up all night. 

You pour his coffee and he takes it as he mentions he’s almost finished outside. He’s rambling now and you’re half listening as you place a few cookies on a plate. His eyes light up and he shuts up as you turn back around with the cookies. This time you don’t swat his hand away as he takes one. 

His eyes close as he takes a bite and you smile, knowing that you made him happy. “So fuckin good.” he mumbles with a mouth full. 

You’re standing in front of him when he opens his eyes, and you can’t seem to read his face as you smile up at him. His eyes seep into you and it lingers on your skin as his eyes flicker down to your lips. The room goes quiet besides the music in the background. 

And then he puts his coffee down along with the cookie, his hands reaching for the sleeves of your dress. Your heart is in your throat by the time he pulls you between his thighs, one hand on your wrist while the other rests at the back of your neck. 

Your smile is gone, eyes wide as his own burn into yours. Then his hand on your neck ever so slowly pulls you in, giving you time to move away. You don’t. 

The first press of his lips on yours steals the air from your lungs and leaves you completely breathless, completely entranced by the sensation of his touch. Your muscles loosen, your mind clears, and any sense of tension in your body disappears. You feel like putty in his hands, every ounce of your trust and affection poured into this single moment. He could do anything he wishes, and you would simply allow it. 

His lips are soft and comforting, the stubble a welcomed contrast as they move over yours again and again. There's a sweet and sensual feeling in the air, the connection between you both being amplified with every kiss.     

His hand trails up the back of your neck and into your hair, his fingers lacing themselves through the strands and pulling a deep sigh from you. The tender, intimate touch is causing you to melt, your body and mind slowly responding to his touch. The feel of his hand in your hair is both soothing and stimulating, drawing out a shiver from you.

He pulls away all too soon, leaving you wanting more. He holds you close, his warm breath fanning over your face as he looks into your eyes. You can see the smile slowly settling on his face as he sees your gaze, the longer he looks down at you the more his smile seems to grow. 

“I think you taste better.” He confesses in a whisper, his hand leaves your wrist and settles at the small of your back. 

You try to speak, but the words keep failing to escape your lips. You want to say so much, but there are so many thoughts and feelings racing through your mind that you can't translate them into words. It makes your tongue tired as it struggles to say how you feel, as if your feelings have completely filled your brain and left it with nothing left to speak.

At your lack of response, Joel's smile widens and his lips move down to kiss you once again, this time with even more tenderness and affection. The touch of his lips on yours is soft and gentle, sending an intoxicating sense of joy and comfort that sweeps through you. As his lips move over yours, brushing over them in a sweet and sensual way, you can feel yourself falling further into his arms.

And you think that maybe, you like the taste of your cookies better on his lips as he kisses you. The lingering flavours of vanilla and chocolate seem to blend perfectly with his mouth, as if designed to perfectly complement each other.

Notes

little thank you to @janaispunk for tagging me in the pinterest moodboard game and therefore making me sit on pinterest for an hour looking at cookies to bake and then write this. Thinking of making this a small series. Just small scenes losely based around rupi kaur poety as I read through their books.

[kaivenom]

Carmy Berzatto dating a food critic!reader HCS

Masterlist

Pre-relationship

You met him once when you were an appentice and he was in the previous restaurant.

You tasted his food and became interested on the idea of tasting his creations again, but as a critic fully prepare.

When you heard that he left the restaurant you were really sad.

But when you get the information that he went to reopen his brother's restaurant in Chigago, you decided to visit him.

Now you have a reputation in the food world, so when you sat down the waiter recognized you and got so nervous that he went to warn Carmy.

He didn't remember you at first, but after seeing you sit on the table with your cold look and your manners, he started to remember you.

That's when everything started to get crazy on the kitchen, you didn't need to be inside to notice it.

Apparently, the idea of a critic being there got everyone on their nerves, that's not new on your profession but you weren't on service.

When the food came to your plate, it was Carmy who served you. You were really excited about it, he was even more handsome that you remember.

The food on the other hand, was not as good as you remembered, maybe it was for the chaos in the kitchen or the new team, it was still really good.

He asked for your opinion and you said it to him, being the most proffesional you can be and you also said that you won't be publising it.

Apparently he had the impression that you did it because the food was a awfull to your tastes and his status.

You decided to came back a couple of weeks later and before entering the restaurant you saw Carmy on the side of the restaurant having a panic attack.

You helped him, even when he didn't want your help at first, you spent a couples of hours talking and of course, you explianed to him all the situation.

With all that being said, he proposed that you came to the restaurant from time to time to see how it's evolving.

That plan sounded good to you and so you did.

The visits you paid to the restaurant where really helpull for them to improve the cooking, for you to your critic skills and for Carmy to calm down.

A year passed and the renovation of the restaurant was completed, you were surprised that he invited you.

When he got trapped into the fridge, you talked to him trying to calm the situation. He was not cooperating, in a risky attempt to get him to shut up and stop being an asshole, you said you liked him.

He in fact got quiet and by the time they get him out, he went as fast as possible to find you.

You were outside the local, waiting for a taxi when he gets there and kisses you.

After that you didn't date at first, but knowing each others feelings made you two take things seriously.

Relationship

Dealing with panic and anxiety attacks it's a must, to the point that it's now a common thing to do for each other, because being a critic and dealing with the public opinion it's not a relaxing job either

Spending afternoons on is apartament or in the back of the restaurant trying his new foods and combinations.

Sleeping on the same bed, arms wrapped and legs tangled, hearing his heartbeat while you lay on his chest or sleeping in spoon.

Normally, he wokes up first or simply can't sleep so he gets up to take some drink, you usually noticed a little later and go acompany him.

He always insists on not doing it, on sleep more alone but you always want to circle your arms around his waist and lay your head on his shoulder and try to get him back to bed.

On particulary rough nights, he will be the little spoon, especially when something related to his family happens.

More than once, he got a little late to work because of wanting to get more time with you.

Nobody tends to say anything when that happens because he is more calm when that happens.

At first he doesn't open up about feelings or thoughts, not because he doesn't trust you but because he doesn't know how to comunicate.

You help him control his autodestructive impulses so the environment at work becames better for everyone.

Small kisses eveytime he can, on the cheek or the forehead, in public it's what happens the most.

He tries to keep it cool and gentlemen when you are on the restaurant or in public but when you are alone, he shows all his feelings thru physical contact.

At first, RIchie had a personal crusade with you, thinking you were trying to hurt the restaurant or his cousin, but once you start dating, he treated you like you were family.

You officially had become the taster of every recipe and menu the crew tries, you often joke about it.

Everytime you have to travel to a restaurant or job, Carmy gets really sad and always tries to text you or call you and ask you about your day.

Once you come back from the trip, he always wants to hear everything you have to say about your experience before he says anything about his week.

He really enjoys listening to you, your voice calms him. WHen he starts to get really insufferable, you yell at him or just raise your voice and he starts to shut up and leave everyone alone.

You tried to do meditation once, you didn't need it and Carmy considered stupid, but once in a while you find him doing something similar.

He tries to teach how to cook things but he it's not a good teacher, it's really impatient with people, even if he tries to be extra nice to you.

He tends to use this cooking lessons to just spent some quality time with you.

You spent his free days laying in bed, almost never going out, just being lazy.

It's very difficult to convince him to talk to his bother in-law, nut you oblige him to be nice while you talk to his sister on the family gatherings.

Some paperworks of culinary world commented about your relationship but you two didn't care, after all you didn't critic his restaurant.

NSFW

Frustated sex very often.

Going to see him at the end of the turn and he is so desperate that he couldn't keep it in his pants.

The thing about Carmy's sex drive it's that he doesn't comunicate his emotions with words so it transforms in hornyness or just the need of getting all out with you.

With frustation, angryness, etc. his hornyness increases.

He tents to be more dominant, not in a daddy kink way, it's just that he is used to being in control, and that includes bed.

He would never do something that could hurt you, but he really likes to grip you hard.

Sex with you is his relieve, before work, after a night on the restaurant, on workbreaks.

He is very passional about it, ussually fast and rough.

When slow sex happens, it's just really sensual, taking his time to work you up.

[hometoursandotherstuff]

This 1927 Spanish style mansion, "The Cedars," in Los Angeles, CA is crazy. It's Old Hollywood Glamor, and the 10bd, 12ba home is $32M. You just have to see it. The owner is fashion designer Sue Wong, who restored it.

The grand entrance hall and staircase. There are a variety of styles throughout the home, from Baroque to French Art Deco. That ceiling is amazing.

Look at this hall. It talks about all the styles, and says that it includes the property next door, but it doesn't say anything about the furnishings.

How's this for a living room?

And, the dining room- it's an open concept.

This is a little more casual seating and it's Art Deco. Love the round room and view of the garden.

Then, this sitting room is more Spanish Villa. What happens w/the very wealthy? After they renovate & decorate, they get tired of the house?

Up these stairs there's a beautiful iron and glass gate.

The formal dining room. So, even if she takes all the furnishings, the buyer will still have the curtains, chandeliers, and ceilings.

Smaller, casual dining space. I wonder if the cabinets are built-in.

The kitchen is impressive. Look at the faux finish on the celing. It looks like no one's ever cooked in this kitchen.

Here's a little larger everyday dining space. This one has a built-in cabinet.

Check out the ceiling in the primary bedroom. Odd choice of color bedspread, though. Red, orange, blue, gold, and a pink bed.

The bath is nice. Not as elaborate as I thought it would be.

And, look at this orange bedroom. The shape of the ceiling and faux finishes are great, but the gold fireplace in the corner is the focal point of the room.

Off this room is a lovely conversation room.

And, look at the bath. Maybe this is the primary bedroom.

These halls. I see a built-in cabinet down the hall and these windows open- you can see the iron barrier, so it's like a terrace.

Elaborate canopy bed in this room.

Writing desk in here. Must be a guest suite.

Marble tiles and look at the tub.

Another sitting room with cute spiral stairs going up to a loft.

This looks like a rooftop deck with a pergola.

Bridge over a koi pond and a covered sitting area.

Stunning home. That must be a pool b/c it has stairs, but it also has grass.

Fountain and water feature.

The .51 acre lot is 1/2 an acre, the house is huge, but they really made the most of the grounds. The gardens are stunning.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/4320-Cedarhurst-Cir-Los-Angeles-CA-90027/20810967_zpid/

[iloveboysinred]

Life with Keith after the war [Domestic fluff hcs]

pg.13 fluff| Keith Kogane x gn reader

cw; fluff, domestic life, mentions of war

masterlist

-Okay so after the war against the Galra was won, you and Keith moved back to his house in the desert, opting to live a quiet life in isolation.

-it was peaceful and a stark contrast to the almost constant chaos of whirling around in space.

-you and Keith made some renovations to the home, fixing broken windows, re-storing the paint on the walls, and getting working appliances like a new fridge, a microwave and a bunch of new cups and plates.

-Mornings with him were your favorite, you always woke up before him, turning on some music and cooking breakfast for yourselves, watching the sun finish rising.

-he didn't wake up too long after you, your lack of warmth in bed basically forcing him to get up and look for you.

-He would find you in the kitchen, a cute apron that was much too long for you covering you from the mess of pancake batter all over the counter.

-"Morning Keith" "mmh morning baby. What's cooking?"

-he would come up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist, burying his face in the crook of your neck, his sleep laden eyes still not adjusted to the bright morning light shinning through the windows. He made a mental note to get curtains.

-He would hold onto your hips and sway side to side, following the beat of the music playing.

-you guys regularly visited Shiro, almost always taking home Tupperwares of food his husband would cook, never returning them back because Keith kept forgetting them.

-you guys had built a dog house outside for Kosmo, but he would just teleport right back inside, suddenly laying over you and Keith on the bed, wagging his tail like a puppy.

-You guys spent most of the day indoors, watching movies, talking about the future, loving on each other and trying to make up for all the times you couldn't be like this in space.

-Keith had become such a cuddle bug it was ridiculous, his hands were always wrapped around your waist, and he always had to be touching you, sub-consciously or on purpose.

-When you guys would sitting down at the dinning table, his hand would interlink with yours or rest on your thigh.

-you never went to bed before chit chatting about your day, exchanging I love yous and snuggling up under the covers.

-on the nights that you did stay up together, you and him would sit outside and stargaze, or stay in and watch scary movies with all types of sugary junk food, as if you guys were still teenagers.

-you regularly de-tangled and kept up with Keith's hair, it was so healthy and shiny.

-whenever Krolia visited you would all catch up, her sharing with you her earliest memories of baby Keith.

-he would blush and cross his arms, growing more and more embarrassed at every story. Your giggling not making it any better.

-after about a year and a half, Keith asked you to marry him. Much to Krolia's delight.

-you decided to have a small wedding, Keith not being the big flashy party type of man.

-You invited all the former paladins, as well as Ulaz and Krolia, everyone making sure to show up and celebrate your special day.

-you were over the moon once your vows were said and you were officially married, yanking Keith onto you and pressing a kiss to his lips, everyone cheering behind you and clapping.

-after the wedding, you guys laid in bed, just admiring each other, loving kisses exchanged between the both of you.

-from then on Keith just called you by your shared last name most of the time.

-"good morning, Mr/s Kogane"

-made it a point to let everyone know you were his spouse.

-he was such a sap, having multiple framed pictures of your wedding all over the house.

-Eventually the conversation of children came up, deciding when the time came you would adopt, wanting to give a child a family, just as Shiro did to Keith.

-Keith splurged as much as he could for the new addition to the family, buying clothes, food, toiletries, everything.

-he filled what used to be his room in the house with kid stuff.

-Shiro would frequently come over during this time, brining handbooks on parenting, offering useful advice on how to make the child feel at home and comfortable.

-When your new son came home you and Keith were over the moon, low-key freaking the little boy out with your enthusiasm.

-got a regular dog for him, scared Kosmo would teleport him to god knows where.

-it took a while, but he ended up warning up to you and Keith, you guys were a proper family.

-you and Keith grew old and grey.

-you would still hold hands on the porch, sitting side by side as the days would go by, but your love never ceased.

[astaroth1357]

Oh God, What Have We Done??: Father!Belphegor Headcanons

You know, I was going to write this for Simeon, and I still might, but Belphie lost the Dad poll and I must right an injustice when I see one.

Content: Somehow incredibly fluffy with Big Happy Family vibes; mostly meme fodder

~♡♡♡~

I refuse to believe this could have been planned. No person in their right mind is going to look at Belphie and go, "Oh yeah. That's some real good father material right there!" Belphegor wouldn't even say that to himself.

Either a condom broke, a pill was skipped, or some orphaned demon child imprinted on these two like a baby duck and followed them home. Either way, NO ONE wanted this, but it's happening.

Belphegor's reaction to realizing that he's a Dad:

Everyone else's reaction to realizing Belphegor is a Dad:

Beel's reaction to realizing that he is an Uncle:

But seriously though, Beel is the only one with any kind of unwavering faith that his twin can pull this off. Never doubts him for a second and never will.

Everybody else though....? Well. Satan is already cleaning out the local libraries of their parenting books, Asmo's searching Mommy blogs, and Lucifer keeps staring off into the middle distance like he's questioning every single life decision that has brought them to this point. Fear is rampant, despair is on high.

The biggest worry is that Belphegor is going to leave MC more or less high and dry. He's not exactly known to be a "go-getter" when times are tough and though he has his soft side, sure, no one would call it particularly "nurturing."

Diavolo and Barbs weren't even sure if they should announce the news to the realm. Of course one of the Lords of the Hell having an offspring is a pretty big deal but under these circumstances...

What if it was treated like a joke by the populous? Painting a target for ridicule on Belphie and MC's backs had to be the LAST thing anybody wanted...

Even Belphegor, in a pretty heartbreaking moment of self-reflection, tried to convince Beel to take over for him instead. Not to shirk the responsibility, but out of pure acknowledgement that he would make the better father between them...

Beel, of course, was not having this for a second. And you know what? Everyone would do well to listen to the wisdom of Beel! Because he knew instinctively something that everyone else had conveniently forgotten-

No matter the circumstances, Belphie's kid was a part of the family. And that meant that they, the MC, and even Belphie himself were never going to be doing this alone.

And that fact was proven quickly enough when every member of the family, extended or otherwise, stepped up to lend a hand.

Levi and Mammon took it on themselves to go out and buy whatever baby items they needed and seemingly came in every day with handfuls upon handfuls of bottles, baby gates, socket covers, and TOYS (literally so many toys. They bought more toys than diapers).

Lucifer and Asmo set to work on renovating a nursery/kid's room almost immediately. The eldest had the plans drafted within a week of the news while Asmo buried MC and Belphie in paint swatches and magazine catalogs for the walls and decor.

Satan roped Beel in to help him train Belphegor to be a little less lazy and more attentive to the MC and the baby. Even going so far as to curse a baby monitor to sound like fog horn to him and only him if the kid began to cry.

The angels chipped in with gifts and free offers to babysit (mostly from Simeon, but Luke is already eyeing the little one like a baby sibling and is protective as such).

Solomon uh... Well Solomon offered to cook MC whatever they wanted through the pregnancy at first, but when that got a HARD veto he switched to just giving HoL a touch of magic baby proofing. Nobody can figure out how to get under the kitchen sink anymore, but that means the baby won't either!

And, of course, despite Belphegor not liking him much, Diavolo is probably the BEST psudeo-uncle a kid could have. He's already sent Barbatos out to curate the best baby food and Lucifer is training him on how to hold infants properly so he can take turns being babysitter with Simeon.

As a father... Belphie isn't perfect. He did whine more than a few times about no longer being the "baby" everyone doted on. A couple times, he may even act just as childish as his kid...

But in the moments late at night when he's rocking them in his arms, dead tired from being awake for hours but determined to make sure they sleep first...

Or when he's walking around the House with them tucked to his chest because they'll never cry if he holds them.

How he pays attention to every little thing that interests them so he can craft each of their dreams more exciting than the last...

Or how he, more than any of the others, knows what a precious treasure it is to be with those you love since you never know when they'll be gone...

He'll do alright. With the love and support of everyone else, their child will have everything they need...

As long as they don't turn out as spoiled as he is 💀

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Kitchen Renovation Point Cook

When considering a kitchen upgrade, Point Cook kitchen remodeling services by KH Bathroom and Kitchen Renovations provide the perfect blend of style and functionality. Whether you’re looking to modernize your kitchen space or need a complete makeover, our team specializes in transforming kitchens to suit your needs. At KH Bathroom and Kitchen Renovations, we offer expert kitchen makeovers in…

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Small Bathroom Renovations Melbourne: Revamp Your Space

Is your small bathroom in Melbourne feeling cramped and outdated? With recent trends showcasing stylish, compact bathrooms, a makeover might be just what you need. This blog will share insider knowledge about Small Bathroom Renovations Melbourne and how to maximise your space while revamping the design.

Benefits of Small Bathroom Renovations Starting a renovation for your small bathroom in Melbourne or in Melbourne’s eastern suburbs offers optimised layout and storage solutions. It offers a world of possibilities that increase the value of your property. Whether you’re in Malvern, Williamstown, or beyond, transforming this intimate space can yield numerous advantages.

Optimised layout and storage solutions An optimised layout and intelligent storage solutions can turn large and small bathrooms into spacious sanctuaries. Whether it’s a custom bathroom remodel or laundry renovation, strategic planning can enhance every inch of available space throughout your home.

Space-saving fixtures like wall-mounted sinks or corner toilets are perfect for both large and small bathroom renovations, expanding the floor area and fostering an open ambience. Recessed shelving provides generous storage without invading the room, while careful plumbing and electrical planning by professional bathroom renovators in Melbourne ensures a seamless fit.

Opting for light colours and clean lines in your custom design contributes to the illusion of added space in an old bathroom or ensuite bathroom. If you’re seeking the best bathroom renovation experts for your large bathroom renovations or ensuite designs in Melbourne, get a quote from our team of tilers and craftsmen. An efficiently designed bathroom not only maximises functionality but also cultivates a clutter-free environment, paving the way for relaxation and tranquillity.

Premium finishing and design options Premium finishing and design options transform your bathroom into a luxurious oasis. High-quality materials like granite countertops, ceramic tiles and polished brass fixtures contribute to an upscale feel.

Space-saving fixtures ensure every corner of the small room becomes practical yet stylish.

Customised lighting solutions can make a significant difference in making your new bathroom appear spacious and bright. For example, LED strip lights underneath vanities or mirror backlighting can add depth to the room while highlighting its best features.

Of course, any customisation with premium finishes will impact the cost of your renovation project. But every dollar spent is worth it for creating a dream bathroom that matches your aesthetic preference perfectly.

Increased property value With a well-executed bathroom renovation, your Melbourne property could see significant financial gains. Imagine creating a bathroom design that meets your dream aesthetic and increases your home’s value by 2-3%.

Whether it’s the installation of new fixtures or tiles, every change you make adds equity to your property and potentially gives you an additional $15,000 on a $20,000 renovation project.

Moreover, these renovations may boost the overall energy efficiency by approximately 10%, yet another selling point for prospective buyers impressed with eco-friendly homes.

Henceforth, small bathroom renovations go beyond improving functionality, they’re sound financial investments that can pay off big when it’s time to sell!

Common Problems with Starting Bathroom Renovations When starting bathroom renovations in Melbourne, homeowners often need help with common problems such as budget constraints, limited space, and the challenge of choosing suitable materials and fixtures.

Budget constraints Renovating your small bathroom in Melbourne doesn’t have to break the bank. When it comes to budget constraints, options are available to suit various financial situations. By carefully strategising and making wise decisions, it is possible to accomplish an affordable bathroom renovation that is aesthetically pleasing and practical.

Consider opting for cost-effective materials without compromising on quality, explore affordable fixture options, and work with experienced tradespeople who can provide efficient services at competitive rates.

By being strategic with your spending and taking advantage of affordable solutions, you’ll be able to transform your small bathroom into a space that reflects your style without overspending.

Limited space Limited space is a common challenge when it comes to small bathroom renovations in Melbourne. Renovating a small bathroom can be daunting, as you must make the most of the available space while ensuring functionality and aesthetics.

Planning is critical when working with limited space, and there are specific tips and advice that can help you achieve successful small bathroom renovations. By optimising your layout, choosing smart storage solutions, and selecting fixtures that maximise space, you can transform your small bathroom into a stunning and functional oasis within your budget.

With careful planning and the appropriate approach, you can overcome space limitations and design a stunning new bathroom that fulfils all your requirements.

Choosing the right materials and fixtures Choosing suitable materials and fixtures is a crucial step when starting your bathroom renovation project. It’s important to carefully select the materials that match your desired aesthetic and provide durability and functionality.

Using premium materials like marble and quartz can add a touch of luxury to your bathroom. However, they may have a sizable impact on the overall cost of your remodelling venture. Still, they might significantly affect the total expense of the remodelling project. Consider factors such as maintenance requirements, water resistance, and longevity when choosing materials for your fixtures.

By making informed choices, you can ensure that your new bathroom will not only look stunning but also stand the test of time.

Choosing a Professional for Bathroom Renovations Melbourne When choosing a professional for your bathroom renovations in Melbourne, experience is key. Hiring experienced tradespeople ensures that you will receive top-notch service and quality workmanship.

Don’t settle for anything less when it comes to creating your dream bathroom. Read on to discover why our team is the best choice for all your renovation needs!

Importance of hiring experienced tradespeople Hiring experienced tradespeople for your bathroom renovation is of utmost importance. These professionals have the knowledge and expertise to ensure the job is done correctly and to a high standard. They understand the specific challenges and requirements of bathroom renovations, such as plumbing and waterproofing, and can navigate them effectively. Experienced trades contribute valuable expertise, guaranteeing a seamless execution of your project from beginning to end.

By hiring professionals who specialise in bathroom renovations, you can have peace of mind knowing that your space will be transformed into a stunning and functional oasis.

Professional and friendly service Renovating your bathroom may seem overwhelming. But it doesn’t have to be. With the help of professional and friendly service, you can make the process stress-free.

Experienced renovators take pride in offering top-notch customer service from start to finish. With their knowledge and experience, they guide you through the entire renovation process, ensuring that your vision for a stunning and functional bathroom becomes a reality.

Whether it’s providing expert consultations or delivering high-quality workmanship, these companies are dedicated to providing you with a professional and friendly experience. With their assistance, you can transform your small bathroom into a beautiful space that meets all your needs. Renovation Pros is known for its commitment to excellent customer service.

Our team of experts takes the necessary time to comprehend your unique needs and collaborates closely with you throughout the entire process. From initial consultation to final completion, we guide you every step of the way while maintaining open communication.

Testimonials from previous customers Our satisfied customers have raved about the exceptional workmanship and customer service they received from our team. Sharon Giblett, a homeowner in Melbourne, was thrilled with her bathroom renovation project managed by Renovation Pros.

We delivered stunning complete bathroom renovations that exceeded expectations, with high-quality finishes and clear communication throughout the process.

Renovation Pros has an experienced team that guarantees a completion date for their stunning bathroom projects. You can trust that when you select our services, you’ll join a long list of happy customers who have created their dream bathrooms with us.

The Renovation Pros Process Bathroom Renovations In Melbourne Our skilled team will begin the renovation process by conducting an initial consultation to grasp your requirements and develop a personalised design for your compact bathroom in Melbourne.

We will help you select the best materials and fixtures, handle all construction and installation work, and add those final touches to ensure that every detail is perfect. Trust us to bring your vision of a stunning and functional bathroom to life within your budget and timeframe.

Initial consultation and design During the initial consultation for your small bathroom renovation in Melbourne, a professional installer will come to your home to understand your needs and assess the space. This step is crucial in the design process as it allows them to gather all the necessary information to create a tailored renovation solution just for you.

Our team will present you with a concept proposal during this consultation, giving you an introduction to what your renovated bathroom could look like. You can also discuss the design and build process, ensuring everything is clear from the start.

Selection of materials and fixtures Choosing the right materials and fixtures is key in small bathroom renovations. It’s important to select items that enhance the aesthetic appeal of your space and provide functionality and durability.

When considering materials, choices such as marble and granite can bring a sense of elegance to your bathroom, while tiles provide numerous opportunities for creative designs. Fixtures such as faucets, showerheads, and toilets should be chosen with quality in mind, ensuring they are built to last.

By carefully selecting materials and fixtures for your small bathroom renovation in Melbourne, you can create a beautiful and functional space that will stand the test of time.

Construction and installation During the construction and installation phase of your small bathroom renovation in Melbourne, our experienced professionals will bring your vision to life. This process involves engaging builders, plumbers, and other tradespeople who will work together to transform your space.

We will ensure that all necessary building codes and regulations are met through a thorough building inspection.

We will use custom cabinets or drawers that can be thoughtfully installed in your small bathroom, allowing you to maximise storage space. These tailored storage solutions are designed to fit seamlessly within the available space, providing you with convenient and accessible areas to store your bathroom essentials. By optimizing storage in this way, you can keep your bathroom clutter-free and organized, enhancing both the functionality and aesthetics of the room.

With our experts in bathroom renovations and attention to detail, our professional teams will ensure that the construction and installation are completed efficiently and with high-quality workmanship.

Final touches and completion Once your small bathroom renovation’s construction and installation phase is complete, it’s time for the final touches and completion. This is where your vision truly comes to life! Our team of experienced tradespeople in Melbourne will meticulously attend to every detail, ensuring that your new bathroom is stunning and functional.

From carefully applying the finishing coat of paint to installing beautiful fixtures and fittings, we take pride in our workmanship. We understand the importance of these final touches in creating a space that exceeds your expectations.

With our attention to detail, you can trust that every aspect of your small bathroom renovation will be completed with precision and care.

Budgeting and Timeframe Discover the factors that influence the cost and timeframe of your small bathroom renovation project in Melbourne, and get ready to transform your space into a stunning oasis. Read on to find out more!

Factors influencing the cost of a small bathroom renovation Several factors can influence the cost of a small bathroom renovation. One key factor is the size of the bathroom itself. Generally, larger bathrooms tend to be more expensive to renovate compared to smaller ones.

The bathroom layout also plays a role in determining the cost, as it may affect plumbing needs and any necessary structural changes. Additionally, the style and accessories chosen for the renovation can impact the overall expenses.

From budget-friendly options to high-end finishes, each choice can contribute to the final cost. Lastly, it’s essential to consider the timeframe of your renovation project, as more extended periods may lead to higher expenses.

By considering these factors, you can better plan and budget for your small bathroom renovation in Melbourne.

Average cost range for small bathroom renovations The cost of small bathroom renovations in Melbourne can differ based on the project’s size and extent. The typical cost range for a small bathroom remodelling project is around $15,000 to $20,000, on average.

However, larger and more complex renovations could cost upwards of $40,000. For smaller bathrooms under five square meters, the average cost is around $9,700. Remember that specific elements within the renovation can also impact the overall price range.

These prices typically include materials, fixtures, labour costs, and any necessary plumbing or electrical work.

The estimated timeframe for completion A bathroom renovation project in Melbourne typically takes 3 to 8 weeks to complete the build stage. Under ideal conditions, whole bathroom renovations can be finished in around 23 days.

On average, a bathroom renovation in Melbourne falls within the range of 3 to 40 days. Please note that the durations mentioned above may differ based on the project’s intricacy and any unforeseen challenges encountered during the construction process.

It’s important to plan accordingly and allow for some flexibility when setting your expectations for completion.

Conclusion Revamp your home with Small Bathroom Renovations Melbourne and create a space that is functional, stylish, and tailored to your preferences. With a team of experienced tradespeople, premium finishing options, and optimised storage solutions, you can transform your bathroom into a stunning oasis.

Don’t settle for a cramped or outdated space, contact Renovation Pros today to start your dream bathroom renovation project.

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Derek morgan x reader - thunderstorms and those small moments

Hi! Could you do derek morganxreader where he takes her with him to one of the houses he renovates but a big snow/thunderstorm stops them from going home so they are stuck there for a couple nights Fluff ensues as they try to make the best of the situation by cuddling and catching up on what happened in their personal lives🧡 - Anon💜

Looking around the old house, you walked into the only room that was finished.

“Of course you finished the kitchen first.”

“Hey, where else are you supposed to cook amazing meals if there’s no kitchen.” Derek chuckled.

You laughed a little bit, and he took you to the stairs.

“Careful, there are little unsteady.”

Derek held his hand out for you, and you took it, letting him carefully lead you up to the second floor.

Your fingers were laced with his as he showed you the other rooms, explaining his plans and his visions for each room.

You didn’t really understand most of it, renovating properties wasn’t something you were all that interested in, but Derek was and he loved it, so you were trying to make sense of everything he was saying.

You both went back downstairs and you sat in the middle of the living room while you watched Derek.

“Why did you ask me to come anyways?” You asked.

“I thought you could use the company, especially after the last case.”

Derek looked at you and you offered him a small smile as you picked up some of the papers and tools he had laying around

“Thank you..”

Derek walked over, kneeling down in front of you and he took the things front you, taking the safety glasses from his face he put them on yours

He then held out the hammer for you, and you furrowed your brows a little bit in confusion.

“I got a wall that needs bringing down and a (Y/N) with a needs to work out some rage.”

“Derek it’s okay.”

“Come on sweetheart, I know you like breaking things and trust me you got a real talent for destruction.”

“Is it too much work for you Derek?” You taunted.

“I just know I ain’t stronger than you.”

You laughed, and Derek walked behind you, putting his hands under your arms to haul you to your feet.

You walked over to the wall, and he pointed to where you needed to swing the hammer first and you did.

You were a little unbalanced, and he stayed behind you in order to keep you from falling over from the weight of the hammer you were holding.

You kept going for as long as you could until you arms began to ache, and you finally set the hammer back, turning back to Derek with a sheepish grin.

“Feel any better?”

“Yeah, thanks.”

He smiled at you, leaning down to kiss the side of your head.

“You ready to talk about what happened?”

Your hand instinctively went to your thigh, feeling the bandage from under your jeans.

You shook your head and Derek gave you a gentle look, nodding his head in understanding.

“Alright, we don’t have to. Come on, let’s go sit down, don’t want you overworking yourself now do we?”

“I’m as fit as a horse.”

“Yeah, got the bullet wound to prove it and all.”

You laughed a little bit, making your way to the kitchen to sit on the chair.

Derek picked up his jacket, placing it over your shoulder, and he pulled a chair over to sit in front of you.

You placed your hands on his knees, looking up at him.

“Can I ask you something Der?”

He gave you a soft smile.

“Of course, ask whatever you want you know that.”

You nodded, taking a small breath.

“I uh.. I’m thinking about taking some time away from the BAU…”

“You’re leaving? Where would you go?”

“My parents downsized and moved to a small country house, I guess I would go there for a little while, they’re on a cruise at the minute, so they won’t be back for a while.”

Derek nodded his head.

“And the question?”

“Would you… would you come with me… if I did?”

“Yeah, yeah of course I would (Y/N). I wouldn’t let you go alone you know that, I got time off I need to use, I can tell Hotch I’ll be there in emergencies.”

“Really?”

Derek placed his hand over yours, giving it a small squeeze, running his thumb along your knuckles.

“Yeah sweetheart, I know right now you can’t be alone. When you’re ready to talk about what happened I’ll be right by your side.”

You leant down, resting your forehead on his hands, tears burning your eyes.

“I just don’t want to be alone…”

“Hey, hey it’s okay… it’s alright… you’re not going to be alone…” he whispered.

Derek leant down, kissing the back of your head and he cradled your face in his hands, lifting your head so he could look at you, wiping your tears for you.

“How about we go to that little pizza place you love so much?” He whispered.

“Can we have Thai food instead…?”

This made him laugh a little bit.

“Whatever you want sweetheart.”

You stood up, pulling his jacket on properly, and he did the zip up for you, picking up his bag, the pair of you making your way towards the front door.

You both noticed the dip in temperature the closer you got, and you shared a look as he opened the door to see the rain hammering down all around, the wind whistling through trees.

There was a few flashes across the sky, followed by a crack of thunder so loud it shook the very building you were stood in.

“Can you see the car?” You asked.

“No, it ain’t safe to go out there, we need to stay here until it passes.”

Derek closed the door again, ushering you to the kitchen and he rummaged through some of the cabinets in there, pulling out a blanket and some candles.

“Some people would consider that creepy Derek Morgan.”

He chuckled.

“Sometimes I forget to look at the time so I would stay here instead of going home.”

You hummed a little bit, letting him wrap the blanket around you before he began lighting some candles.

It didn’t light up the place all that well, but it made it easier to see when the lightening wasn’t streaking across the skies.

Derek went through a few more of the cupboards, pulling out some snacks and a few cans of soda.

“Damn Derek you’re really stocked up huh?”

“Gotta be prepared for any situation. Here, these are your favourites.”

He handed you your favourite sofa and snack, and you smiled sweetly at him.

Derek sat next to you, and you wrapped the blanket around his shoulders, sitting between his legs with your back against his chest.

“So, if I didn’t bring you with me what would you be doing?”

You thought for a moment.

“Probably be at home to be honest, maybe asleep or watching tv.”

“Yeah? With that dog of yours?”

“You mean Thrasher?”

“Yeah, that’s the one. You’ve had him a few weeks now right? What breed is he?”

“He’s a Doberman, my friend couldn’t keep him at her apartment but she couldn’t keep him at the shelter either. He’s actually really sweet once you get to know him.”

Derek hummed a little bit.

“Didn’t see him last time I was there.”

“Oh yeah, he was at the vets, that’s all.”

He nodded his head, wrapping his arms around you with the blanket, resting his chin on your shoulder.

“You got me as your big scary bodyguard and you get yourself a dog, should I be insulted?”

“Yeah but nobody’s scared of either of you.”

He chuckled.

“Careful sweetheart that just might break a mans heart.”

You grinned a little bit, leaning your head against him.

“Come on, I wanna know everything, tell me what else you’ve been up to.”

You turned on your side, resting one leg under his and the other over it, mindful of your injury.

Resting your head on his chest, you began to tell him everything you had been up to while you weren’t at work, from volunteering with your friend, to just lounging at him.

Derek wanted to hear about it all, so you told him about it all.

He just listened, arms wrapped around you, making sure you were fully wrapped up inside the blanket in order to keep you warm.

“So, when we run off to the middle of nowhere what’re we gonna do?”

“Well, there’s a nice village nearby. We could go there, or there’s a hiking trail nearby.”

“You’re gonna hike with that shit leg of yours?”

You laughed, playfully hitting his side which made him laugh.

“It’ll be fine by then. I’ll have to bring Thrasher though, can’t leave him alone while I’m enjoying the country life.”

“Yeah? What about me?”

“Yeah I could leave you happily.”

“Ouch, okay. I see how it is, you know what? You know what I’m gonna do?”

“What’s that?”

“I’m gonna take you there, then I’m going to go down to that village and get a house there, then I’m gonna move there, and the only rule is you can’t go there.”

You grinned a little bit.

“You can’t stick to that.”

“Can’t I?”

“Nope.”

“I reckon I can.”

You hummed a little bit, moving away from him and you laid down with your head on his bag, turning to look at him with a little grin.

“Get your ass back over here before you freeze.”

“Nope. If you can stick to it you can stay over there then.”

“(Y/N) you’re going to freeze come on.”

You just grinned a little more at him.

Derek stared at you before he rolled his eyes, making his way over he laid next to you, covering you up with the blanket.

“I knew you couldn’t stick to it.”

“Hey, this doesn’t mean I won’t stick to it.”

You hummed a little bit, turning your back to him and he chuckled, climbing over you to lay on your other side, wrapping his arm around you.

You reached up, brushing your fingers against his cheek and he closed his eyes.

Your touch as gentle, almost as if you weren’t really brushing your knuckles against his skin.

Derek opened his eyes, moving forward to press his forehead against yours.

“You’re so damn stubborn you know that right?”

“Yeah but you wouldn’t love me if I wasn’t…”

“You could be the most stubborn person out there and I’d still love you.” He whispered.

“Would you love me if I was a worm?”

He chuckled, leaning foreword to gently kiss you, then he pulled away.

“I’d make you your own little house and everything.”

“So you wouldn’t try make me not a worm? Wow okay.”

“You didn’t say that was an option.”

You leant forward, pressing your lips to his again, resting your palm on his cheek.

When you pulled away, you resting your head on his chest, letting Derek pull the blanket around your shoulders.

You balled your hands into the fabric of his shirt, and he ran a hand up and down your back.

“But would I really have to turn you back into a person & just keep you as a worm?”

“You asshole.”

He chuckled a little.

“I’d travel every country if I had to sweetheart don’t you worry.”

You closed your eyes with a little grin on your lips.

“So does this mean I can live in your fake village house now?”

“You can live in any fake house I own. I love you.”

“I love you too Der…”

[novlr]

how to describe? Houses, rooms, interiors, palaces, etc?

Creating immersive descriptions of indoor spaces is more than just scene setting—it’s an invitation to the reader to step into your world. Describing the interior of buildings with vivid detail can draw readers into your narrative. So let’s explore how to describe interiors using multiple sensory experiences and contexts.

Sights

Lighting: soft glow of lamps, harsh fluorescent lights, or natural light.

Colour and textures; peeling paint, plush velvet, or sleek marble.

Size and scale: is it claustrophobically small or impressively grand?

Architectural features: high ceilings, crown mouldings, or exposed beams.

Furnishings: are they modern, sparse, antique, or cluttered?

Style and decor: what style is represented, and how does it affect the atmosphere?

State of repair: is the space well-kept, neglected, or under renovation?

Perspective and layout: how do spaces flow into each other?

Unique design features: describe sculptural elements, or things that stand out.

Spatial relationships: describe how objects are arranged—what’s next to, across from, or underneath something else?

Sounds

Describe echoes in large spaces or the muffled quality of sound in carpeted or furnished rooms.

Note background noises; is there a persistent hum of an air conditioner, or the tick of a clock?

Describe the sound of footsteps; do they click, scuff, or are they inaudible?

Include voices; are they loud and echoing or soft and absorbed?

Is there music? Is it piped in, coming from a live source, or perhaps drifting in from outside?

Capture the sounds of activity; typing, machinery, kitchen noises, etc.

Describe natural sounds; birds outside the window, or the rustle of trees.

Consider sound dynamics; is the space acoustically lively or deadened?

Include unexpected noises that might be unique to the building.

Consider silence as a sound quality. What does the absence of noise convey?

Smells

Identify cleaning products or air fresheners. Do they create a sterile or inviting smell?

Describe cooking smells if near a kitchen; can you identify specific foods?

Mention natural scents; does the room smell of wood, plants, or stone?

Are there musty or stale smells in less ventilated spaces?

Note the smell of new materials; fresh paint, new carpet, or upholstery.

Point out if there’s an absence of smell, which can be as notable as a powerful scent.

Consider personal scents; perfume, sweat, or the hint of someone’s presence.

Include scents from outside that find their way in; ocean air, city smells, etc.

Use metaphors and similes to relate unfamiliar smells to common experiences.

Describe intensity and layering of scents; is there a primary scent supported by subtler ones?

Activities

Describe people’s actions; are they relaxing, working, hurried, or leisurely?

Does the space have a traditional use? What do people come there to do?

Note mechanical activity; elevators moving, printers printing, etc.

Include interactions; are people talking, arguing, or collaborating?

Mention solitary activities; someone reading, writing, or involved in a hobby.

Capture movements; are there servers bustling about, or a janitor sweeping?

Observe routines and rituals; opening blinds in the morning, locking doors at night.

Include energetic activities; perhaps children playing or a bustling trade floor.

Note restful moments; spaces where people come to unwind or reflect.

Describe cultural or community activities that might be unique to the space.

Decorative style

Describe the overall style; is it minimalist, baroque, industrial, or something else?

Note period influences; does the decor reflect a specific era or design movement?

Include colour schemes and how they play with or against each other.

Mention patterns; on wallpaper, upholstery, or tiles.

Describe textural contrasts; rough against smooth, shiny against matte.

Observe symmetry or asymmetry in design.

Note the presence of signature pieces; a chandelier, an antique desk, or a modern art installation.

Mention thematic elements; nautical, floral, astronomical, etc.

Describe homemade or bespoke items that add character.

Include repetitive elements; motifs that appear throughout the space.

History

Mention historical usage; was the building repurposed, and does it keep its original function?

Describe architectural time periods; identify features that pinpoint the era of construction.

Note changes over time; upgrades, downgrades, or restorations.

Include historical events that took place within or affected the building.

Mention local or regional history that influenced the building’s design or function.

Describe preservation efforts; are there plaques, restored areas, or visible signs of aging?

[bfdreaming]

So I've been playing another one of those idle cultivation games and since I can't not think about svsss, I started thinking about what a PIDW idle cultivation game would look like. It turned into something that would be better than the actual PIDW AND other games in the genre, possibly because it caught a very reliable whale early on... *cough*

You create your own character, but the default name and appearance is LBH, and it's LBH that appears in illustrations.

You start in Cang Qiong, on Qing Jing. You have been there for a few miserable years, your only friend being Ning Yingying. One day you happen to notice her standard cultivation manual is very different from yours despite having the same cover. You manage to steal a proper manual of your own so that your cultivation journey can finally begin!

Here we get a tutorial alongside the story. Basic systems are introduced one by one, like cultivation, cooking, combat, missions, pills, and equipment. You can access the love interest page, but it only has Ning Yingying on it for now, affection points already maxed. It explains that you can marry someone with max affection, but only if you have somewhere for them to live. All you can do here for now is talk to Ning Yingying.

At some point, the sect is invaded by SHL, and you get a portable grandpa out of it. He tells you about your likely demon heritage and gradually takes over the tutorial from Ning Yingying, who didn't know much more than you to start with. However, your demonic qi is currently inaccessible due to a seal and you're in the human realm, so there's a limit to how much he can help. If you seek him out on his own screen, he'll comment on whatever's going on, offer hints on what to do next, and if you ask for it specifically, dump lore. There is a hidden score that affects what he says. The more you consult him, the more he has to say. Most players don't trigger it to a noticeable extent because they aren't interested in reading through his lore dumps, but a certain whale did, and dutifully documented everything on the wiki.

Just when you've gotten into the swing of things, the Immortal Alliance Conference happens, and we all know how that goes. Your teacher's sudden but inevitable betrayal leads to another tutorial, this time in the abyss. It covers your demonic cultivation system, exploration, hunting, mount taming, and relics. Ning Yingying's portait is grayed out. (There is no Xin Mo.) You cannot progress your human cultivation at all.

Eventually, you escape into the demon realm, and Meng Mo leads you to the palace of the former demon emperor. It's keyed to heavenly demon blood, and keeps out anyone else unless you let them in. You're the only heavenly demon left that Meng Mo knows of, so it's safe, but dilapidated. Cue the home tutorial. With the right resources, you can fix it up one section at a time. Once a section is renovated, it can be decorated for some stat boosts. (After fixing up the first room, you MUST fix the kitchen and add the necessary basic furnishings. LBH does not give you any choice in the matter until the kitchen is useable.) Later, you can start adding rooms for wives. You can only have as many wives as you have rooms for.

With most tutorials out of the way, the game becomes less linear. You begin conquering your way through the demon realm, and there's both an official suggested route and some fan guides. However, once you've conquered a few regions, Meng Mo warns you that your demon side is threatening to overwhelm your human side, and if it gets much worse, it will be very messy. He can't help you with that, so he advises you to head back to the human realm and find another sect.

You're quickly found and taken in by Huan Hua Palace (and the game is linear again while you're here), where you can resume cultivating, and add the Little Palace Mistress and the Qin sisters to your wife candidate page. Once you've completed optional questlines for them, you can start raising their affection. However, you can't marry them yet because your home is in the demon realm and you don't want to out yourself.

The main Huan Hua questline is not optional, however, and it mostly consists of discovering what the Old Palace Master did to your birth parents. You end up outing yourself as a half demon (OPM already knew but now the rest of the sect does too) and have to leave. Luckily, Meng Mo has some kind of technique that will keep most of them from thinking about you too much when you're not in front of them, so no one will try to hunt you down or warn the other sects.

You still have to keep improving both sides of your cultivation, though, so you do have to find another sect. Thus begins a major gameplay loop: join a sect, meet the potential wives there, follow the sect questline as you advance, get found out as a half demon and have to leave, rinse, repeat. Meanwhile, you're conquering the demon realm. LBH apparently gets up very early in the morning. Don't worry about it.

A few sects in, you'll join Qiu Haitang's sect. Her own quest is locked at first, but the plot has you two getting somewhat close. Once you're revealed as a half demon, you tell her about how Shen Qingqiu was a huge jerk and tried to kill you once or twice. She seeks you out afterward, tells you her own story, and asks you to kill SQQ. She will begin travelling with you at this pint, but only for stuff related to this questline, which you don't have to do right away, or ever. Don't worry about it.

You can't just waltz into Cang Qiong, though, since SQQ knows you're a half demon. So you'll have to sneak in, but that means getting through the wards undetected. There are two ways to do this. The first, suggested by Meng Mo, is to recruit Sha Hualing, who broke in before. Recruiting her involves a pretty long questline but you can probably start it right away at this point. The second can be discovered by accident by recruiting Mobei-Jun, which involves a single difficult fight. (You'll probably end up recruiting them both anyway.)

Once you and Haitang are in, before you can get to SQQ, you're caught by NYY. After talking to her, she begs you not to go through with it. She knows he's been terrible to you, and she really doesn't know anything about the Qiu massacre, but he's like a father to her.

If you want to kill him anyway, you have to fight her to stop her from sounding the alarm. Once you kill SQQ, Haitang will be willing to marry you. NYY remains grayed out forever, her fate ambiguous. (Players suspect you killed her.)

Most players don't want to hurt NYY, and had perhaps been expecting to marry her, so most players agree to spare SQQ. Upon doing so, Liu Mingyan appears and reveals herself to have been listening in, and says you should kill him anyway because he killed her brother. (You may remember something about this from before.)

NYY protests that this is just a stupid rumor. SQQ gained nothing from LQG's death. He had no motive.

LMY says that SQQ hated LQG.

NYY says that he hates a lot of people but doesn't try to kill them about it.

You cough.

NYY amends that he doesn't usually try to kill them about it. At any rate, if he did try to kill someone, he would definitely not do it in a manner than would inevitably and obviously paint him as the only suspect.

LMY concedes that this is strange, and you mention an artifact you aquired in the Huan Hua plotline that allows you to speak with the dead if you go to where they died. So you all sneak into Lingshi Caves. (Haitang can't sneak out without you, so she comes too.)

Once there, your artifact picks up on a ghost in a chamber before the one LQG died in. You speak to a teenage boy who is frantic to save Xiao Jiu. Haitang says that this is what SQQ used to be called, and asks what he needs to be saved from. The ghost says he needs to be saved from the Qiu family, that everyone knows the older brother is cruel. Haitang is taken aback, and starts to protest, but the ghost is getting increasingly upset. You cut in to tell him that Xiao Jiu made it to Cang Qiong safely and became a disciple, and the ghost settles, remembering that he'd seen an older Xiao Jiu come to meditate. (That particular chamber has really awful vibes for anyone except SQQ.)

The ghost disappears, and you continue on to speak to LQG. He reveals that SQQ tried to save him, but was failing. LQG had a moment of clarity and realized that he was about to kill a guy that was trying to save him, so he killed himself instead. He apologizes to Mingyan before fading.

Now we can finally leave Cang Qiong. LMY will be willing to marry you IF your character is a woman. (Some players keep asking the devs to fix this glitch.) QHT expresses her frustration at her inability to get justice for her brother and the guards and servants. NYY, recalling that the teenage ghost claimed to be older than Xiao Jiu, asks how old he was at the time of the massacre. Haitang distractedly says they were both 14. NYY presses, did this young servant with no martial training single handedly take down all your family's guards?

QHT pauses, and confesses that she agrees it sounds odd, but that's definitely what she saw. She then asks you to come to the ruins of her estate and investigate with her. You automatically agree, and NYY tags along. (LMY left without saying anything while you were talking. Rude?)

Long story short, the locals and the ghosts confirm that QJL was a big jerk. The ghost of QJL starts ranting, saying all sorts of awful things wrt Xiao Jiu until he spots QHT, who has been crying silently. He tries to backtrack, but she asks you to disable the artifact. She's heard enough, and can't bare to look at her brother anymore.

Meanwhile, NYY has been putting together what the ghosts described, and thinks it sounds like a qi deviation, but that can't be right. You point out that QJL said he'd somehow killed a horse with a trick that sounded a lot like SQQ's signature move. QHT shakily admits that Xiao Jiu seemed to snap out of it when he saw her, and she'd been told he had carried her out of the fire, but she didn't believe it until now.

NYY sees that QHT's on the edge of a breakdown, and tells you she'll take it from here, gently shooing you away so she can tend to Haitang. NYY and QHT will be willing to marry you after this.

The quest self updates, prompting you to investigate other rumors about SQQ. Once you've done so, you get a quest update prompting you to talk to SQQ. You return to Qing Jing to confront him.

Though your protagonist has been relatively quiet thus far, most responses impersonal, LBH now has a lot to say, without your input.

"You" tell SQQ what you've learned, how there was a valid explanation behind every major complaint you've heard about him. How he isn't just a simple scum, how he's gone through a lot, how he still shows care for people, often in roundabout ways. So surely, surely he has a reason for how he treated you? Did he know you were a demon? Was he just trying to get you to leave on your own before you were found out? Did he throw you into the abyss because a heavenly demon could survive it, but could be trapped by cultivators? Was he actually trying to help?

SQQ laughs bitterly. No, he was legitimately trying to kill you, because he's an asshole. Maybe your investigations turned up some of the rare times he's been soft--mistakes, he assures you--but he really is an asshole. He's rotten and he always has been, and you're a fool to suspect otherwise. What are you going to do about it? Will you kill him?

You won't kill him, though. You already promised NYY, and you care about her more than you hate him.

You start to leave, then suddenly remember the ghost in the cave. You turn to mention it to SQQ, because if you had a dear friend die trying to save you, you'd want to know about it. But SQQ only looks confused.

You ask if someone did indeed promise to save him in the past. He says someone did, but he's not- he didn't- but he's right- Actually, SQQ just remembered there's something he has to do right now immediately, so get off his mountain already.

As you're leaving, you see him flying towards Qiong Ding.