#Sorry for the wait though aaaa— thank you so much for the patience and for challenging me to draw new faces!

[h3lian]

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[tigertofu]

Ahhhh! Sorry to reappear back into your inbox lol. Your writing is very comforting to me and I was wondering if you could dooooooo North Yankton Trevor with a fem! Photographer? Headcanons, short fanfic, whatever suits your style!!

Thank you sm! Take your time, there is no rush :)

aaaa dont apologize,, i rlly appreciate the requests !! thank u ! they're sm fun to write :3c and ty for ur patience, srry this took a bit but i hope u like it!! 💗💗💗

pairing: fem reader/Trevor

summary: headcanon list of how Trevor would act with an S/O who is a photographer.

cw's: none

wordcount: 545

• when you first tell him you’re into photography, he might misunderstand and think that means you’re also into videography, which means he will absolutely ask (beg) for the two of you to make a “home movie” together. correct him and tell him that it’s still photos that are your specialty, and he’ll reroute to asking (begging) for you to take pictures of the two of you in uhhhh explicit situations.

• if you oblige (and let him take these polaroids) be warned he will not only use them for his personal enjoyment, he will also absolutely try to show them off. michael will be disgusted and unimpressed ("the fuck are you showing me this shit for? get those outta my face") whereas brad may react with a bit too much interest (causing a fight between him and trev). 

• you would have to try and keep any expensive photography equipment away from him. once he sees your camera for the first time, he might try to grab at it and ask you a bunch of questions about it, and will probably end up manhandling it so hard something gets broken. if you get upset at him over this, he may be dismissive at first. “what’s the big deal? it’s just a fucking camera.” after you two have been together for some time though, he’ll randomly surprise you with a replacement either stolen or bought with money made from some heist or another (probably long after you’ve already spent your own money on a replacement. but hey it’s the thought that counts :)) )

• he’ll constantly ask for you to take (non–explicit) pictures of him or of the two of you together, often at the randomest times. getting burgers and shakes at a little diner in the middle of the night? “hey, Y/N, let’s take a picture.” he shows up on your doorstep right after committing a robbery, covered in blood splatters? (while striking a pose) “hey, Y/N, take a picture.” the two of you go out on a peaceful walk through the snow on a winter’s day? “hey, Y/N, take a picture of us. i wanna remember this.” it’ll probably get annoying after awhile, but the way he excitedly waits to see any newly developed photos is just so cute it’ll be hard to not indulge him. 

• he’ll build up your self esteem by insisting you should take more self portraits. if you do, and show him, he will shower you in compliments. “you belong in a fucking magazine!” he’ll keep a folded up polaroid of you in his wallet, tape one to the dash of his car, and keep one on the bedside table of whatever safehouse/motel him and the crew are staying in. he might talk to these photos of you when he needs someone to vent to or just converse with aside from the other guys. it’s equally cute and creepy. 

• watching you work will become one of his favorite things. he might get a bit impatient waiting for you to get that perfect shot of the North Yankton landscape or landmarks, but he will insist on staying by your side. trevor admires people with passion, and he will absolutely admire your creative passion and let you know it.

[ireallyhatemyself-ao3]

hey i’m so sorry to bother you, i’m here from ao3 from ur demon slayer trilogy. I was just wondering if you still plan on making part 3

btw i love your work sssssm you write so beautifully

the smut is INSANE, who knew biting is hot

anyway, sorry to bother you x hope all is good

Oml, you're not bothering me!! Thank you so much for reaching out! <3

As for the trilogy, I do still plan on making part 3 (as well as finishing part 2, heehee.) The only thing is that I'm really busy these days and unfortunately don't have nearly as much time as I'd like for writing fanfic, so there's probably going to be a really long wait to be honest. Same thing goes for my other works as well ;v; I appreciate y'all's patience so much, though!

AND AAAA TYSM!! It makes me so happy to know you liked it, haha---and aksjdhakjsd, that's so embarrassing for me lmao, but thank you so much for your kind words! AND SAMEEE---I didn't realize I was that into biting until I wrote it lmaoosjdak (I mean, whatt?? Whoooooo said that?? asjkdhask)

Lol, fr tho, thanks so much! I hope all is good with you too! ^^

[catcze]

hey, it’s kiwi anon! there’s still a long wait until kazuha comes out (i play on the na server ;;), so i took it upon myself to write some cheesy thing i had on my mind. :)

warning,, it’s cheesy, lengthy, and comfort fluff because i happen to be into that stuff.. sorry, you have been warned!!

(there might be mild grammatical errors too,, sorry i haven’t written something this long in a while- ><)

(it’s also first person because i literally struggle writing second person stuff but i’ll work on it!!)

i’m here today to feed the kazuha simps. 💗

“

Eternity be,

In your fond embrace I find

The warmth in the storm.

”

Clouds shrouded the once sunny streets of Liyue in an unusual darkness. As the streets emptied itself of its plentiful merchants, a silence fell upon the harbor. Perhaps, it was a shadow looking down on my own misfortune.

For months, I had sat idly by the shores of Liyue Harbor, though my efforts were to no avail.

Although the spring had come along to introduce the snug welcome of blossoming flowers, I longed for nothing more than to return to the autumn, when the leaves showered from above and a strange breeze swept me off my feet. Except, that figurative breeze was a human.

I could only grasp what was left of the past and the memories of a mystery I could never solve nor have the courage to investigate, for his gentle smile was something no mortal could uncover. It was like holding onto a thin string that’s only mere seconds away from ripping apart; as the fierce winter wind blew and the sun rose and set in its ever endless cycle, I feared that the ronin had decided to follow his own promise-less wind and that our promise was too much of a burden for him to carry.

I breathed in the earthy scent of rain and heaved a heavy sigh. It was a day of unfruitful waiting made worse by the disruptive weather.

And though the clouds began to thicken and gather from above my head, I was in no rush to hurry into shelter: my show of stubborn grudge against my hapless fate. But as the thunder began to rumble and the familiar touch of raindrops on my skin multiplied, I gave in. I grunted as I stood slowly, still purposely taking my time.

As the fabric of my clothing began to soak and stick to my skin tauntingly, I strolled across puddles, unhurriedly dragging my feet along them. I watched my feet and noticed the ripples I made with each step I took. The little waves reminded me of him and his ventures out at sea. And as the rain poured seemingly without end, I began to dwell on the samurai’s safety. May the Sevens keep him safe through any storms he may face, I prayed to myself.

Storms at sea are treacherous, he once told me; just as the wait for his arrival was quite treacherous, with my patience almost completely spent.

This time, the walk to my home was unusually time consuming. Maybe, despite the rain, part of me refused to admit another defeat.

My pace came to a pause and I spaced out, asking trivial questions in my clouded head. But as I continued to stare down at the drenched ground, looking into my warped reflection, an unfamiliar figure came into view, caught briefly by the edge of my eyesight.

Perhaps, the streets weren’t as empty as I thought they were.

I felt sorry for blocking their path, so I began to shift forward. “Sorry, please excuse me,” I apologized. But when I began to lift my head, I paused in a sudden motion.

There stood my purpose, holding an umbrella; it was as if he was immune to the rain. My eyes traced along the features of his face, taking in the coziness of something so familiar. The depth of his fiery red orbs engulfed me in a newfound warmth in the cold rain. His gaze took in the scene, and we shared a comfortable silence for a while.

“What curious serendipity, Y/N,” he spoke in a soft hum, a tender smile creeping onto his face. I had forgotten how much I missed the way he voiced my name; there was nothing like it. He always spoke with poetic intent, like he was writing a song with his words alone and singing it as they left his lips.

But before I could speak, he abruptly interrupted, “Join me under the umbrella before you catch a cold.” He motioned me towards him with his bandaged hand.

I began to walk towards him, but after such a long wait, I couldn’t hold myself back from running into his arms. Instinctively, he let go of the umbrella and caught onto my figure. When he had processed what was happening, he chuckled lightly, wrapping an arm around my waist and the other around my neck, playing gently with my soaked hair and holding my head close to his chest.

His heartbeat matched the pitter patter of raindrops reaching the ground beneath us. There was no other feeling like this one, for the embrace we shared in that moment felt like something both of us had been waiting for for a lifetime’s worth.

Even as the rain poured onto our bare heads, it felt like autumn had returned once again; the raindrops almost reminiscent of maple leaves in the wind.

“Kazuha,” I mumbled, not knowing what to say next. “Yes, I’m here,” he answered affirmatively, resting one of his merciful hands on my cheek as his thumb wiped a tear that I never noticed I shed.

He was here and that was all that mattered.

- kiwi ! (writing out of self indulgence!!)

(i may or may not be coming for catte’s career. /j)

ajnd KIWI OMG THIS WAS SOO GOOD AAAA <3333

Baby I've been out of inspo for the whole day, so PLEASE Thank you for feeding the Kazuha nation for me 😭💞 My career is yours for the taking, love ♡ /hj

ajdna LITERALLY THO THis was so good?? OMG I'm so bad at putting my compliments into words because I just wanna scream aout how good it was!! But the writing style, the way you described things–– PLEASE I'm in love <333

akjnad That was literally so cute and so sweet and so aAAAA<333 Kiwi anon ilysm omg <333 Please feel free to send me these if you ever feel self indulgent again–– The Kazuha simps and I would be so thankful 🙏😭💞

Also I hope you get Kazuha soon my love!! I don't know how many more hours the NA server has left, but hopefully it's not too long!! <333

[yeochikin]

little sunflower. | s. mingi

a/n: thank you so much to anon for requesting this, and for your patience! i honestly loved writing this so much aaaa but wbk that colly is a sucker for barista aus dffdnjf anyways, hope you enjoyed reading this! ✨💖

word count: 9k

main focus: mingi x fem. reader

warning(s): there could be inaccuracies in this regarding the floristry field and being a barista, with that, i do apologise ;; other than that, i don’t think there are anymore! also, do excuse any grammar mistakes as this has not been proofread!

pulling back the curtains that allowed the rays of the morning sun to seep through the dim bedroom, your eyes squinted over so slightly at the sudden brightness hitting your vision, causing you to blink rapidly to adjust to the bright light. once you were finally used to the brightness, your gaze was met with a clear blue sky, as if the morning hours were bidding you a good morning. the sight alone was enough to make your lips pull themselves into a contented smile. with how it was raining a few days ago for the past week, you were glad to see the sun shining ever so brightly as if it was a huge spotlight hanging in the sky’s canvas hanging above the small town you are currently living in for the past couple of years.

of course, you knew that there were a few people whom you had known loved the rainy days. deep inside, you would be loving it too with how relaxing the sounds of the rain gently pelting against your rooftop along with the cool air making you crave for something hot to drink from your favourite sunflower patterned mug before letting the sleep succumb you due to the sounds of rain acting as a soft lullaby, mother nature’s lullaby was what you had called it. however, with your current work? 

you could only wish that rainy days would happen during the weekends. 

being the town’s florist, rainy days meant there was a lot of cleaning up to do the very next day, with how some the soils of your flowers and hedges outside of your shop needed tending to do, some of them would even manage to get all over the ground outside of your shop. if you needed customers, a welcoming appearance would be crucial for said shop without it looking like some type of abandoned building instead.  not only that, you had to make sure that some of the flowers were not ruined.

so now here you are, standing in front of your vanity. your fingers gently clipped some of your hair back with a couple of hair clips in the shape of your favourite flower, the sunflower if anyone couldn’t tell by now, then gave yourself one last look at your appearance for the day. once satisfied, you grabbed your work bag which consisted of your essentials that were necessary for your workplace, quickly making your way out of the house, locking the door behind you. 

the town you are currently residing in is a safe place with how friendly faces would be seen everywhere you go but you can never be too sure. placing your work bag into the little basket that was attached to your bicycle, you finally got on and made your way to your little flower shop.

but of course, not before stopping by aurora cafe.

as soon as you stepped into the cafe, your senses were instantly hit with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee along with baked goods that lingered in the air, no doubt just having them fresh out of the oven after the cafe has been opened for – you checked the time on your phone – about half an hour or so. it was always a routine of yours, really, coming almost an hour after the cafe had opened before making your way to the flower shop. though it did not necessarily need a lot of energy throughout most days, you wanted to have that extra boost from the cafe’s goods or else you would easily fall asleep while tending your flowers. 

but of course, other than grabbing your usual morning coffee with a side of a pastry of your choice for the day, there was simply another reason why you always stopped by the cafe.

“hello to you too, little sunflower.” a deep voice belonging to a certain tall owner greeted you as soon as you stepped up towards the counter, a sheepish smile playing over your lips at the name. despite how deep the timbres in his tone was, it held a certain amount of warmth that you were oh-so-familiar with. 

standing at the cash register, stood song mingi, the barista of aurora cafe who smiled down at you through his large circular framed glasses, his eyes turning upwards that reminded you of tiny crescent moons as he did so. his hair was slicked back ever so stunningly that never fails to make you stop in your place every time to absentmindedly admire and hold yourself back from how much you wanted to run your fingers through the strands of his hair but the idea was enough to catch yourself, internally mentally scolding yourself for making it seem like you were some sort of freak for staring at him silently.

mingi, just like you, was one of the recent residents of the town that had recently moved in as well, though he had already been living here just a year before you moved into town. you still remembered how he offered to help you out in moving some of your things into your house. 

“do you need some help?”

a deep voice reached into your ears, causing you to cease your soft huffs from the numerous amount of times going back and forth from the moving truck to the inside of your house by carrying your boxes. there, you spotted a tall boy who seemed to be around your age, standing in front of you with his hands shoved inside the pockets of his loosely knitted cardigan that somehow managed to look ever so stylish on him with the way his glasses hung over the bridge of his pointed nose. had he didn’t push them back with his index finger, they would surely fall off. 

regaining your senses, your eyes blinked widely for a few times over the male who was still waiting for your response patiently, before giving him a sheepish smile after glancing over the bigger boxes in the truck that would have clearly taken most of your time of the day trying to move them around by yourself. 

“if it is not troubling you in any sort of way possible, i would love some extra hands helping me out.” you said, shifting the box in your arms as you could finally feel the weight slowly growing heavier the longer you stood there, feeling the ache in your arms starting to appear. 

as if sensing your discomfort, the other simply brushed off your comment with a gentle ‘it’s no problem at all.’ before taking the box in your hands away from your hands, shooting you a bright grin that could somehow rival the sun hanging above your heads in the early afternoon sky. looking over the small house the two of you were standing in front of, the male glanced down at you.

“this house right?” he asked, making sure it was not the wrong house that he would suddenly barge into without knowing to whom it belonged to. his smile only widened as soon as you nodded your head at his question as you made your way to grab another box.

and with that, the two of you started to make work of putting the boxes where they belonged in the house. from there, the two of you decided to get to know each other a little more. 

from what you gathered, mingi, the tall boy’s name, is indeed around your age. you found out that he had just moved into town a year before you did, saying that he was working as a barista with a friend who owned a cafe along with his girlfriend in town, saying that the friend had took over his grandfather’s cafe after the man had retired was what you had heard by what mingi had explained. from the way the taller male had happily explained how he just loved to experiment with different recipes being taught by his friend’s girlfriend, you had made a mental note to stop by the cafe soon. 

skies above would know what a good cup of caffeinated goodness could do to you. that is, if you weren’t still busy organising your things in the house. you could only hope that nothing too overwhelming would be waiting for you tomorrow, though maybe you should not have jinxed that.

as soon as you told mingi that you moved here due to the fact that you are soon opening up your flower shop in town, his eyes glinted in excitement. but who were you kidding? everything seemed to fill his curiosity as if he was a child wondering what the world has to offer around him.

the passing seconds of moving the boxes and rearranging some of the easier and smaller furniture in the house turned to minutes, and minutes turned to hours. before you know it, it was already nearing the late afternoon with how the sun was almost sinking deep into the sea of pink mixed in with the colours of dark blue. a low gasp was released from your lips at the realisation of how much time had passed, turning to the male next to you while sprouting up multiple apologetic phrases. 

the boy, on the other side, could only emit a light chortle from your actions and gently gave your shoulder a gentle pat with a tilt of his head as soon as your eyes met his own. 

“if you’re that sorry, stop by the cafe tomorrow. that is, if you’re not busy!” the taller said. and before you could even protest, his phone suddenly went off, one finger being held up as if to tell you to wait for one moment. quickly fishing out his phone from his pocket, mingi answered the phone. 

“what’s up, wooyoung?” there was a brief pause in his sentence as he listened to the other end. despite speaking through the phone, your ears could hear the faint words of ‘help’ and ‘coffee beans’ from the other end. 

patiently, you waited until mingi was done with the brief phone call, the boy flashed you a sheepish smile as soon as he shoved the phone back into the pocket of his denims. 

“that was wooyoung, he needed some help at the cafe, saying he wanted someone to taste test the new coffee beans he just ordered so i guess that’s my cue to go.” he explained before the glint of mischief swirling in the pools of his dark brown irises came back once again.

“and about tomorrow, come by if you can, little sunflower!” with a hand ruffling your hair, mingi winked down at you, then he is already on his way, leaving you stunned in place. 

who knew that after the first meeting could lead you into coming to the cafe almost without a fail every morning before going to work. you weren’t going to lie, something about the taste of the coffee and pastries had some type of.. magical taste to it? if that would make sense. though, maybe it’s just you having a sweet tooth. not only were the food and beverages absolutely delicious, you also got to know the main people who handled the cafe as you remembered the time you decided to visit the place as soon as you were done setting up the flower shop for the day back then.

the owner of the cafe, jung wooyoung was what you had learned his name as soon as you came into the cafe on the second day of finally becoming a resident of the town. at first you were intimidated by how intense his gaze was as he worked on some of the customers’ orders along with the fox tattoo on his arm. but as soon as he lifted his head from the espresso machine and saw you reading through the menu, a huge grin spread over his lips, immediately welcoming you inside his cafe. 

the two of you had a short conversation after you ordered a medium sized vanilla latte, wooyoung asking the expected questions from where you lived before coming here, to what made you decide to escape the city life and come to live in a small town just in the outskirts of the city. as soon as wooyoung told you to wait for your order, a girl came out of the kitchen with a tray of freshly baked cinnamon buns, a cat resting on her shoulder blades with its tail swishing back and forth lightly. 

with the softened expression on wooyoung’s face after seeing the girl gave him a gentle grin, you knew that she is the girlfriend mingi had mentioned before. like wooyoung, she, too, has a tattoo but for her, it was around her wrist which looked like a bracelet of roses. 

the girl noticed you and greeted you with a bright smile forming over her lips. the two of you introduced yourselves and with what you had gathered, she is in charge of baking the treats in the cafe wooyoung owned. even if she did not mention her position before, anyone could probably tell that she is the baker of the place with how she seemed to spend most of her time in the kitchen.

and lastly, there was the other barista, song mingi. now, you should have really thanked him for convincing you to come into this cafe in the first place from how happy he sounded as he told you about his workplace. upon seeing you at the counter, his eyes widened ever so slightly, claiming that he didn’t expect you to actually come to the cafe.

“gotta show you that i’m truly apologetic from yesterday, you know?” you laughed upon seeing how his jaw was slightly dropped at the sight of you standing near the waiting area wooyoung had told you as he worked on your drink.

mingi could only release a light laugh to hide his flustered gaze, a hand coming up to rub against his nape. “i just didn’t expect that you would come, i mean, i understand how busy you could be when you just moved i-” 

“mingi, breathe.” wooyoung called out as he handed you your coffee, you mumbling a low ‘thanks’ in return before taking a small sip of the drink, careful not to burn your tongue. 

instantly, your tastebuds were washed with the subtle bitter yet sweet taste of the caffeinated goodness. somehow, the drink felt really smooth on your tongue. the hot drink once you had swallowed it down was enough to make you feel warmth surging itself throughout your veins. 

“this is really good!” you exclaimed, eyeing the hot drink in your hands before you heard wooyoung release a proud laugh, making his way to mingi’s side with his hand gently patting the taller shoulder. 

“believe it or not, mingi was the one who taught me how to make the drink. at first, i wasn’t really good at it, surprisingly. so i hesitated to put it on the menu, but this guy right here,” he nudged mingi’s side with his elbow. 

“was the one who showed me how to do it. perfect for when you just wanna wind down after a long day.” he said, mingi sinking down his teeth against the plush muscle of his lower lip to contain the bashful grin from forming.

turning to look at mingi, your lips curled themselves into a gentle beam, a brow quirking up, “might be a frequent customer with how good this is, i hope you don’t mind.”

the other could only simper at your words, giving you a subtle wink as wooyoung left the both of you to work on the other orders he received, “not at all, little sunflower.”

“the usual again, little sunflower?” you heard mingi’s voice reaching into your ears, him leaning on his elbows on the countertop with a lazy grin gracing itself over his lips.

feigning annoyance at the nickname, you merely rolled your eyes at him, effectively causing the male to release a low chuckle upon hearing the soft ‘you seem to forget my name.’

“i know your name is y/n, genius. but you know i like calling you little sunflower better, you remind me of one.” mingi winked, causing you to feel a familiar warmth reaching the apples of your cheeks before giving the tall barista a bashful beam. 

suddenly, a loud voice came from behind. before you had the time to see who it was (not that you didn’t recognise the source immediately), wooyoung came out from the kitchen to greet you in his usual cheery manner. your irises caught sight of how some of the flour had managed to get onto his cheeks, effectively making you release a low giggle at the sight as you sent him a small wave of your hand. his girlfriend wasn’t in town at the moment, she had mentioned that she was going to visit her parents for a little while. 

from the couple of years you have lived in the quaint town, the four of you managed to create a tight bond with each other but you would have to admit that the closest bond you have would be with the taller barista. it was truly a wonder why anyone would be intimidated by him at first. but by his height, it could be possible. yet if they truly get to know him, the way you would describe mingi would simply be… warm and safe. 

despite only knowing each other for the said number of years, mingi had always been there for you (still is), even when you tried to shut everything and everyone from the outside world whenever you had one of those days where you feel like life has been an absolute pain in the neck. from the planned hangouts in the town’s diner every time the both of you finished with work for the day, to unannounced visits in each other’s houses for a lazy platonic cuddle session on your off days. 

speaking of off days, today was totally not one of them, recalling why you stopped by here in the first place. you were too intent on listening to wooyoung as he animatedly boasted about how he managed to bake new recipes that were taught by his girlfriend and how you should try them that you forgot to mention that you needed your usual latte and a treat of the day. that was, until a brown paper bag along with a cup, which had a familiar distinct vanilla scent wafting through the little holes on the cup’s cover, entered your line of vision. 

“can’t forget about these, little one.” mingi’s voice reached within your ears. you don’t know why but somehow, it made your blood rush to your cheeks, immediately causing you to look everywhere in the cafe, other than the tall male’s soft gaze on you due to being flustered, your hands taking the two items as he handed them to you with a quiet ‘thanks’ leaving your lips. 

you knew that mingi always had different nicknames for you but lately, more frequently than not, you had noticed that he kept calling you little sunflower. not only that, you had caught him staring at you a few times whenever you decided to relax in the cafe as you waited mingi to finish his shift knowing that the cafe closes a little later than your own workplace. thinking that he would look away after being caught, you were the one caught off guard instead every time the said boy would send you a cheeky wink before laughing lightly at the sight of your confused (and red cheeks) face, going back to getting a customer’s order as they walked in. however, you only disregarded the feelings away with a simple thought in mind. 

sure, he had called you that in the past but it was never with such a tone that was enough to make your insides feel all warm, stomach fluttering as if you had swallowed a bunch of butterflies.

song mingi is only being nice to you, like he is to everyone else. and with how close the two of you are, there was bound to be some sort of teasings in every friendship that had formed a tight bond. 

of course, anyone would feel the way you were feeling. who wouldn’t be when he just held the brightest of smiles on his face along with the gentle deep timbres of his would be heard, asking about a customer’s day as they waited for wooyoung to make their drinks so they wouldn’t feel as awkward lingering around the waiting area. needless to say, he’s just a friendly giant. 

“as much as i like you being here, i think you should go and open up your shop, i know that you needed some cleaning and tending to do after the rain yesterday.” wooyoung’s voice suddenly cut your train of thoughts, a cheshire grin curling over his plump lips before walking back into the kitchen, not before sending you a small wave.

mentally slapping your forehead as soon as your eyes landed on the wall clock hanging idly on the cafe’s wall ─ you had noticed it was a wooden clock carved in what seems to look like a cat and a fox cuddling up next to each other with the time being displayed in between the two forms ─ before shifting your gaze at mingi who merely chuckled down at you as soon as he caught sight of the slightly alarmed look in your eyes.

“i’ll see you later, okay?” mingi said, reaching a large hand out to gently caress the top of your head, a habit of his you had quite gotten used to in the years of knowing him.

your tense shoulders relaxed ever so slightly at the action before giving him a faint nod of your head as you gripped the drink, and the paper bag in your hands, scurrying out of the cafe, shouting a quick ‘bye wooyoung!’ while doing so.

and with that, you made your way to the flower shop on your bicycle, the corners of your lips quirking up as the wind brushed against the strands of your hair. 

unbeknownst to you, a certain tall barista watched your retreating figure grow smaller and smaller through the large windows of the cafe before heaving out a low sigh. 

“you still haven’t told her?” wooyoung asked, wiping his hands on his apron as he walked out of the kitchen. the one in question could only shake his head, cheeks puffed slightly from the way his lips formed a small pout as if he was disappointed in himself.

the shorter boy shook his head and gave mingi’s shoulder a light tap.

“what are you scared of? i’m sure she feels the same way.” the raven haired boy piped up, mingi scrunching his nose in response.

“she sees me as a friend, woo. so, i guess i might not have the chance. what if she rejects me? am i in the friend zone?” mingi whined, head tilting back as he emitted a deep groan out of frustration from the conclusion he had uttered.

deadpanning up at the taller boy, wooyoung gently slapped the back of mingi’s head, the other yelping at the sudden action while the shorter one simply rolled his eyes, an amused smile playing over his brims as he made his way to the kitchen upon smelling the sweet scent of the pastries being baked in the oven. 

“i swear, both of them are so dense.” he mumbled to himself.

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“and that’s the last of them.” 

you huffed as you finished applying fertiliser around the base of your newly sprouted sunflowers, a hand resting on your hips while the other one lifted up to dab away the thin sheet of sweat that had formed itself over your face from the long hours of tending to your flower shop. 

as expected, the rainy days had already made you instantly got you to start working as soon as you arrived with wilted flowers and weeds being removed, the hedges that lined against the windows of your shop being trimmed from the ever growing branches, making sure to check the flower pots in case of hidden pests are present, and so on. despite how difficult it could be working in the flower shop, you are still content in choosing the florist’s life. 

standing outside of your little shop, you stretched out your gloved hands up in the air to release the little tense knots that had formed in your lower back from a long while of just leaning down to trim the hedges earlier, sighing in relief upon feeling the ache subside before walking back inside your shop as soon as you were done with your little self-given tasks outside. 

it was another slow day in the flower shop today, but you didn’t mind. you thought that you could spend some of your spare time to focus on making the bouquets someone in town had booked for an occasion. they didn’t have to say what it was for, but with the amount of roses they had chosen for the bouquet, you knew it was for someone special. 

that’s what you liked about being a florist, you get to see the hidden messages in the bouquets being ordered by the people in town, from a gift to someone special that had caught their heart’s attention to a bouquet full of remembrance of one’s family member. of course, you could understand why some would choose the wrong types of flowers for an occasion, so you are happy to help them any time they had trouble in picking them out. you could only imagine the happiness that would etch itself into their beloved’s faces upon receiving the gift.

your nimble fingers made quick work of tying the little ribbons around the bottom of the bouquet, then leaned back slightly to give one last look of the bouquet in front of you, checking if there were any misplacements of flowers, or if the paper wrapped around the flowers did not quite compliment the colours, even checking if the wrapping was a little loose in fear that it could fall out of one’s grasp if not handled carefully. much to your delight, the bouquet of tulips managed to look as pretty as they were on their own bed of tulips that it made you mentally give yourself a pat on the back.

of course, that was not the last bouquet you needed to do. though it was a slow day, you had received a few calls on your phone, requesting you to do a certain themed bouquet in each request. you were thankful enough that the dates they needed the flowers were varied and not back to back, or else it would have made you stay inside your shop for a few days without going home. 

deciding to take a small break from the endless time spent on decorating the bouquet, you leaned back against your seat and checked your phone, in case you missed any requests from your customers or simply notifications from your friends. to your surprise, you see a text message from mingi. opening the text, a picture of the boy, showing his signature heart pose with a caption asking if you were doing alright in the shop displayed on the screen of your phone. giggling to yourself, you switched to the camera application before posing with the bouquet you had made near your face. 

[ you ] i’m alright, how do you think i can manage my shop, hm? and also, look at this bouquet i made!

grinning to yourself, you pressed send. not even a minute later, you had received a response from the tall boy. 

[ mingki !! ] i like the sunflower.

you read the text over and over again, even to the point of staring at the sunflower and pink heart emojis being included in his reply, your eyebrows furrowing in confusion. you glanced over at the bouquet, and shook your head, fingers flying over the keyboard to type up a reply.

[ you ] dummy, these are tulips??? 

[ mingki !! ] little sunflower… 

[ you ] huh?

[ you ] oh wait.

[ you ] nvm.

[ mingki !! ] took you long enough, heh. also, i gotta go before wooyoung yells at me. see you later!

you swear you could feel your cheeks burning as your eyes went over his previous reply over and over again, subconsciously smiling to yourself as he familiar fluttering feeling was felt in your stomach. however, a sudden thought had intruded your mind once again.

he only sees you as his close friend, nothing more. 

with a groan, you buried your face on top of your arms that rested on the surface of your worktable, cheek pressed against your arm as your eyes stared out the clear sky being displayed outside of your window as you were slowly losing yourself in your thoughts. 

you are going to admit it. for the past few weeks now, you have started to see mingi in a different way. ever since the day the two of you had your platonic cuddle sessions while watching a random documentary about penguins at his place one time, the close proximity was enough to give you a brief opportunity to admire the taller boy, of course, in a discreet manner by glancing up at him from your lashes as you were pressed against his chest. 

everything about him was just so breathtaking. from his eyes that held so much life to them, twinkling in happiness every time they landed on you, to how pointed his nose was and how much you wanted to just.. ‘boop’ it with the tip of your finger. his cheekbones were prominent and high that made it was easy for anyone to see the faintest of blushes dusting over the apples of his cheeks whenever he received compliments or praises, or maybe it could be when you were the one who showered him with so many praises without even realising it.

and lastly, his lips. those lips that would always greet you with their usual bright smile that you couldn’t help but to find so contagious that you would find yourself smiling with him. you had to admit that you were a bit envious of how luscious his lips looked, and how pretty was the dip of his cupid’s bow. 

it was from there that you realised that it was no ordinary admiration towards the tall barista. you weren’t dumb, you clearly knew why you felt these certain feelings towards the male. you knew that no matter how many times you brushed away those thoughts, it would always come back at you with a bigger bite. 

you knew that you have indeed developed feelings towards song mingi. 

“damn it, y/n! he does not see you in the same way.” you groaned, burying your face deeper against your folded arms on your worktable. 

every day ever since then, you kept telling yourself that it was merely a crush and it would go away as soon as it appeared. but with the time almost stretching into two months by now, a small voice deep inside you whispered that it will not go away any time soon. however, you being you, you would be in a constant stage of denial at the fact, stubbornly shoving any ideas involving the boy away. 

sure, mingi is a really nice guy, and not to mention, a very good looking barista as well. sometimes you would even notice a group of schoolgirls would giggle in a flirty manner whenever he served their drinks, mingi smiling politely at their way with a bow of his head to greet them before going back to his work. there was no doubt everyone in town liked the cheerful and friendly neighbourhood barista. it would be selfish of you to think that you would be the only one he treated with such warmth swirling in his irises.

but.. is it bad if you wanted to be a little selfish?

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seconds turned to minutes, and minutes turned to hours. the day has stretched into the late hours of the afternoon, the clear blue sky was now slowly being replaced by a river of pink and crimson, the white clouds blending in with the swirl of late the afternoon colours while the rays of sun danced over any surface it landed on as if saying goodbye for the last time of the day. 

standing in front of your flower shop, mingi peeked in through the windows with confusion laced in his features. the cafe closed a little earlier than usual today due to the fact wooyoung had something else, so mingi had texted you prior to coming to your place after not receiving a reply from you after a little while. concerned that something might have happened, he decided to see you. hence, why he was at your workplace.

“y/n?” mingi called out, looking around the area for you, yet only silence greeted him back which caused him to grow a tad more concerned at your whereabouts.

it was when he walked in your little workstation for bouquets that made him release a little sigh out of relief. it had seemed you had fallen asleep on your worktable with the way your head was resting on your folded arms. quietly walking over to your hunched figure with the intention of waking you up, mingi noticed the bouquet a few inches away from you, the same bouquet you had shown him earlier through text. 

just as his gaze shifted to you, you shifted ever so slightly in your sleep with a tiny groan leaving your pouty lips. mingi’s eyes watched as you slowly lifted your head up before fixing your position on your chair, the grimace in your face no doubt already feeling the dull ache in your muscles, before a hand reached up to rub the sleep away from your eyes. 

“had a good nap?” mingi chuckled, hip resting against the edge of the worktable. 

the sudden deep voice reaching your eyes made your head snap up at the source, eyes blinking up at him a few times, thinking whether the inner conflict you had earlier somehow reached your dreams. but with the aching in your shoulders and back, this was very much reality. with a sheepish smile, you simply gave the tall male a shrug of your shoulders.

“could be better if it weren’t for the soreness afterwards.” you said, causing mingi to let out an amused chortle, you chuckling along with him due to the contagious laugh.

“i was wondering why you weren’t replying to my texts, got me worried, little sunflower.” he said, head tilting at your phone sitting idly on the table.

with furrowed brows, you grabbed your phone to check. and true to his word, mingi indeed had texted you earlier. immediately, a string of apologies left your lips as your hands rubbed against your palms, eyes shutting tight as if not wanting to see some type of disappointed expression forming on his visage. clearly, it was never your intention of ignoring him or the like. much to your surprise (and relief), your ears picked up the sounds of his deep laugh rumbling out of his chest after your reaction before making his way around the table to reach you.

feeling a slight weight on your head, you peeked an eye open but nearly fell out of your seat with how close his face was with your own, his hand resting itself on top of your head to give it a fond caress, meeting your gaze by kneeling a little next to you. his expression softens at the sight of you pulling your lower lip between your teeth, still thinking if he was mad at you. 

“hey, don’t worry about it. i understand you had a lot to do earlier. besides, i wanted to see you anyway now that i got out early.” his voice was gentle as he reassured you, the hand on your head gently stroking your hair. 

that gentle look in his eyes.. that damn look. 

it was enough to send your mind spiraling once more, the feelings you had been shoving deep down inside you managed to spring out so easily as it was a switch that only he could do. you could feel blood rushing to your cheeks as your hands dropped themselves in your lap, fingers playing with the hem of your shirt afterwards. 

“i still feel a little bad, though.” you mumbled, mentally scolding yourself for the slightest crack in your voice as you finally had gathered the courage to speak.

shaking his head then getting back up on his feet, mingi held out his hand for you to take, his fingers wiggling playfully as if teasingly telling you to hurry up. with a quirk of your brow, you looked up at the male in question.

“come on, little sunflower, i wanted to show you something.” he simply said.

“how do i know you are not planning to murder me, mingki?” was your response, playfully squinting your eyes up at him, to which caused him to scoff in disbelief. 

“no matter how annoying you could be-”

“excuse me?”

“i can’t do that, you’re too precious to me, little sunflower.” mingi said, sending you a cheeky wink in return upon seeing the glare you sent towards his way at his previous statement, laughing to himself as his fingers ruffled your hair.

“come on!”

“okay, okay, just let me close up my shop!”

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you let mingi lead the way as you had no idea where he was planning to take you, sitting on the little seat of your bicycle as mingi was the one who maneuvered it, your face slightly warm as he told you to make sure to hold onto him tightly, your arms encircled around his waist. 

with the familiar trailway with trees and the meeting branches to create a natural arch above your heads, you may have an idea of where the two of you were headed. while he carefully avoided the big rocks on the trail, not wanting the both of you to fall off of the bicycle, the two of you talked about your day, you giggling at the way mingi had complained how wooyoung kept scolding him for making the slightest mess on their workstation. knowing wooyoung, he’s a bit of a perfectionist whenever it comes to the cleanliness of his working space so you felt a little bad for mingi who had to sit through wooyoung’s scoldings throughout the day.

after a few more minutes of walking, mingi finally announced that the two of you have arrived, your eyes lighting up in excitement upon the sight in front of you. you were right, he had indeed brought you to a favourite place of yours in town.

“you’ve been whining how you missed going to the lake lately ever since the rain had started.” mingi chuckled once the two of you had gotten off of the bicycle, resting it against a large tree. 

“i swear, it gets prettier and prettier with every visit..” you breathed, making your way to the little pier above the water with mingi quietly trailing behind you, his hands shoved deep inside his pockets.

everything around you felt so magical. you could hear the birds singing their songs around the two of you as the both of you stood on the pier together, the ripples of water rolling towards the lakeside along with the calming breeze of the late afternoon wind, shutting your eyes momentarily upon feeling the cool air brushing against your face with the faintest of smiles gracing itself over your brims. 

on the other hand, mingi leaned against the railing behind you as his gaze was focusing on your figure, his lips forming a small ‘o’ at the way you looked so in peace. with the sun’s rays hitting against your face, the wind gently caressing the strands of your hair, and the scenery in front of you acting as a background, there was one thing that appeared almost instantly in mingi’s mind.

you looked so effortlessly ethereal. 

the corners of his lips twitched up at the last word, knowing for a fact that if he ever said it to you, you would instantly hide your face against the palms of your hands, claiming that he was exaggerating and how you had your flaws to look… ethereal. but that was the thing, all of your flaws, from your little insecurities to the features that you are very proud of to have whether it was a freckle or a little mole on your face, everything about you is absolutely endearing to the boy’s eyes.

and he wants you to see that. 

remembering the true intention of bringing you here, mingi swallowed thickly as his hand fidgeted with the little velvet box in his cardigan’s pocket before taking it out to discreetly check the item inside. mingi could feel his heartbeat increase its pace with the way his eyes had caught sight of the silver simple necklace, the sunflower pendant laying ever so prettily in the middle of the box. he had finally gave in to wooyoung’s advice, or rather, naggings ever since mingi had told him his little secret involving the town’s florist. 

true, from what he told you was about wooyoung scolding him throughout the day, but half of it was telling mingi to finally stop beating around the bush, knowing how the two of you clearly see each other in the same way yet too afraid to even speak up about it. hence, sticking to giving you flirty winks whenever you looked at his way or even affectionately using the name he gave you often, loving the way your cheeks turn pink due to being flustered every time he called you ‘little sunflower’.

but today, he is finally going to do it. no more dropping hints. 

before coming to your shop earlier, mingi had stopped by the town’s little gift shop as if something deep inside him steered his mind to do so. at first, he only wanted to look around the little place but as soon as his eyes landed on a particular item, he knew he had to get it.

taking a deep breath, mingi closed the lid of the box and hid it back inside his pocket. lifting his head up, he noticed that you were still admiring the way the sunlight has touched the waters, creating some type of naturally made shimmer on the waters. 

“little sunflower?” he called out, your head immediately turning to give him your full attention with a low hum of response.

taking a couple of strides to stand in front of you, his free hand reached up to carefully move the stray strands of hair that had managed to cover your eyes, smiling faintly as soon as his eyes were met with yours, wonder and some type of hidden affection filled in your irises, before resting his hand against your cheek. mingi ran the pad of his thumb along your cheekbone as the two of you stood in silence, the only sounds that were made were from the jovial chirpings from the birds along with the rippling water from below. 

“i’m not gonna drop any more hints, we both know about our feelings towards each other.” he started, your breath hitching in your throat, feeling nervous as to what he was going to say.

“we both know that we are too scared to even take that huge step, fearing that everything around us would change no matter what outcome it’ll be.” mingi continued, trailing his hand down to rest it just below your chin as if silently asking you to keep your eyes on him, his thumb now ghosting over your lower lip which sent shivers down your spine.

“but today, i’m finally going to take that step.” he whispered.

you swear that you could feel the whole world slowing down its pace, the only ones mattered were you and mingi. from the sounds of the water rippling underneath, you could only make out the sound of your own heart beating against your chest that you swear the taller one could hear it as well. 

mingi, on the other hand, could feel his hands shaking from the nerves racking his body, making him to pause momentarily in his ministrations before eyelids fluttering shut as an attempt to calm himself, collecting the words he wanted to say as soon as he felt like he was ready to say them. now meeting your eyes with his, he finally said it.

“even though i know my feelings towards you, and yours towards me. you aren’t quite subtle with the staring, you know?” he teased, grinning upon seeing you sending him a playful glare as if denying his claim but the slight flush in your cheeks were enough to tell him otherwise.

“all i’m saying is that i absolutely adore you, i can’t stop thinking about you, little sunflower.” mingi continued, voice growing soft.

your hand reached up to rest itself on top of mingi’s cheek after finally gaining the courage to do so, smiling softly to yourself as you watched how easily the boy leaned against your touch. 

“i feel the same way. every day, i could feel my feelings for you growing stronger and stronger.” you mumbled softly, but mingi had caught them word by word.

another wave of silence hung over the both of you once again, eyes full of unspoken love towards one another. slowly, you could feel how the both of you felt as if some type of invisible force was pulling your faces closer, and closer, until the tips of your noses are barely touching. your eyes glanced down at his full lips as you could feel an unfamiliar tingling sensation on your own, then shifting your gaze back up to meet with mingi’s.

from the look in mingi’s eyes, you knew exactly what he wanted to do next but looking as if he was holding himself back. 

“alright?” he heaved out, you nodding your head.

“alright.”

and with that, the both of you finally closed the distance. his lips felt soft against your own, and very faintly, you could somehow taste the distinct flavour of coffee on his lips which caused you to grow addicted. 

you felt his arms snaking around your waist and tightened around it, then playfully lifting you up, causing you to release a muffled noise out of surprise while your own hands quickly held onto him for support. the both of you only parted from the kiss to let your laughter mingle with each other as mingi spun you around in his arms briefly, and placed you back down on the wooden floor of the pier, the two of you staring at each other’s faces, both wearing the same fond smile on your lips.

that was, until a look of realisation washed itself over mingi’s features as his hand quickly fished itself in his pocket to grab at the little velvet box in his hands. “i have a little gift for you.” he said in a sing-song voice, telling you to close your eyes afterwards.

staring at his face for a few seconds, you obeyed. eyelids fluttering shut, you patiently waited for whatever surprise he has up in his sleeve. 

“and now, open them!” you heard his excited voice called out.

your hands flew to cover the loud gasp escaping them at the sight of the sunflower necklace laying inside the box, eyes meeting up with mingi’s nervous ones. 

“mingi, you didn’t have t-” 

“i know but i wanted to.” he cut you off almost immediately, his expression softening up as he watched the way your eyes kept glancing down at the necklace, then up to his face, then back at the necklace.

“it’s so beautiful..” you breathed out. 

you heard mingi softly asking if he could put it on you, to which you gladly agreed to by turning around so your back was facing him. with your help by moving your hair away, mingi swiftly put the necklace on you, clasping the two ends together, leaning down so he could press his lips against your shoulder blade with his arms encircling themselves around your waist. 

“my little sunflower.” he whispered into your ear, the both of you smiling as you watch the sunset together.

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“a sunflower has come to brighten my day it seems.” the deep timbres of the barista reached into your ear as soon as you stepped foot into the cafe, making you release a tiny scoff, feigning disgust at the cheesy line.

“are you really going to say that every time she enters the cafe, mingi?” wooyoung called out with a shake of his head, scrunching his nose in distaste. 

“let the love birds be, love.” you heard a feminine voice say, grinning as wooyoung’s girlfriend, who winked at you in return, walked out of the kitchen with a tray of freshly baked cinnamon rolls in her mitten cladded hands. 

it had been a few months since mingi and you started dating. if you were being honest, it felt as if nothing much has changed between the two of you but at the same time, something did changed, if that makes sense? the flirty winks turned to discreet kisses on your head every time mingi would pass by your table while no one paid attention to the two of you, and the staring between you two changed to affectionate words being mouthed to the other whenever you would catch each other staring. 

the platonic cuddle session in your house would turn to not so platonic as mingi and you would exchange kisses as you sat on his lap which then turned into a brief slow makeout session with the television acting as background noise for the two of you, whispering affirmations to one another into the night sky hanging over your heads. 

“but babe.” wooyoung whined, following his girlfriend from behind like some type of excited puppy.

mingi could only roll his eyes in a playful manner and made his way around the counter to pull you into his arms, pressing little kisses all over your face. the cafe won’t be open in twenty minutes or so. hence, why mingi has been openly showering you with his affection, not that you were complaining. 

giggling softly at the ticklish feeling of his lips all over your face, your own hands reached out to cup his cheeks, finally being able to press your own lips against his in a brief kiss. 

“got my usual, now i’m ready for another day to lift sacks of fertilisers and potting some plants.” you teased, pressing the side of your face against mingi’s chest as he pulled you close against him. 

“uh-huh, last time you said that, you got grumpy because you didn’t get to have your morning coffee.” mingi deadpanned, poking your side with your index finger to which made you lightly move his hand away.

“i promise i won’t get grumpy again!” you grumbled, lower lip jutting out. 

mingi could only pinch your cheeks, slowly letting you go, although reluctantly, to make his way to his workstation to work on your latte anyway despite you not wanting him to. 

“you don’t have to.” you mumbled, leaning against the counter while watching your lover make your cafe. 

“i want to, little sunflower.” he shrugged, sending you a playful wink.

you are going to admit it, the name he gave you seemed to never grow old no matter how many times mingi had called you that. something about it sounded so special to you no matter how cheesy it could sound to someone else. or maybe you are just whipped over the tall barista, which of course, you will not deny that as well. 

of course, that goes the same with mingi. 

every time you enter the cafe, you would see him smiling ever so happily. you also noticed how he could be rather bouncy in his place whenever he was excited as soon as you mentioned that you would sleep over at his place. some would have thought that you were the one stealing his hoodies when in reality, he was the one who made you wear them. something about you wearing mingi’s clothes was enough to make his chest swell with so much adoration and love that he would just scoop you up in his arms, and kiss all over your face.

“one vanilla latte, made with love for my little sunflower.” you heard mingi say, handing you the cup, which you thankfully took no matter how much you denied of it earlier.

“this cafe will be filled with the scent of cheese with how much the two of you are flirting.” 

a certain raven haired barista called out, coming out of the kitchen with his girlfriend trailing behind, her hand holding the back of his shirt while doing so. you merely stuck your tongue out at wooyoung before checking the time, realising that you were running a little late to open your flower shop. 

“i gotta go and open up my shop. a customer of mine would be needing their bouquet today.” you announced as you grabbed your things, mingi leaning over the counter with lips puckering up. 

“you forgot something.” he mumbled. 

shaking your head, your hands reached out to cup his cheeks and pressed a couple of quick kisses on his lips, before making your way out of the cafe, bidding your goodbyes to wooyoung and his girlfriend.

“right in front of my coffee.” the raven mumbled, his girlfriend laughing at him.

“you don’t see mingi saying that when you’re being all whiny for hugs.” she retorted, mingi grinning at the words.

he failed to pick up the next response from the raven haired barista, opting to lean against the counter as he watched your figure getting on your bicycle before heading off to your shop. mingi could feel a fluttering feeling in his chest as the smile on his lips seemed to never disappear from his lips. 

truly, mingi was infatuated with his little sunflower, and nothing could ever change that.

[supernatural-reacts]

Season 13 episode 3

- not wraiths being in the recap 😔🤚

- OH WAIT THIS EPISODE IS CALLED “Patience” AS IS THE CHARACTER? I have no idea what she looks like but I’ve heard of her

- Jack!

- oh my god this is really sad

- MISSOURI!! FUCK YEAH OMG!

- Dean shut up please

- Jody!

- “oh honey! I’m sorry for your losses.” GOD DEAN’S FACE

- she has a son? Cool

- yes Patience as in the character! Excited to meet her even though her whole family is about to die

- poor Jack

- I fucking hate that they brought Missouri back to immediately murder her and even though I knew it was coming it still hurts

- hi Patience!

- OH NO

- OH MY GOD THAT WAS AWESOME

- I just want to give Jack a hug 🥺

- “he said he’d kill me.” “He what?” Yeah Dean is kinda being sucky rn

- “I’ve already done bad things.” Jack you’re talking to Sam freaking Winchester. He knows how it is. It doesn’t make you a bad person

- Sam bonding with Jack is so beautiful

- “me pressing you certainly isn’t helping.” I love Sam so much right now

- “why are you being so nice to me?” “Because I know what it’s like to feel like you don’t belong.” IM GOING TO CRY

- “you’re not evil Jack.” aAaAaAaAAaa

- this Patience stuff is really sad ;-;

- oh no she got kidnapped

- oh no James!

- FUCK NO JODY

- OH IT WAS A VISION THANK GOD

- Dean fighting this guy with a rope is really cool

- “this life. There’s no joy in it. There’s nothing but pain horror and death. So if you get a chance at normal? You take it.” He! Just wanted! To be normal! With Cas! I’m gonna cry

- “I had a... daughter I guess. Claire.” JODY IS HER MOM!

- Jody is such a freaking queen

- YES SAM CONFRONTING HIM ABOUT IT AS HE SHOULD

- OH NO JACK IS LISTENING

- “and you know what that got him?! IT GOT HIM DEAD! Now you might be able to forget about that but I can’t!” AAAA

- CAS!! CAS IS HERE

- JACK WOKE HIM UP OMFG

[beelshamburger]

I have been waiting for the moment that you say matchups are welcome aaaa!!! *squeals*

sorry if it's a bit long. I get talkative when someone wants to talk to me lmao.

also, english isn't my first language, so sorry if it's hard to understand, my vocab isn't very wide.

I am a shy person! but sometimes, if it's necessary, I can be sociable, I think? I'm not an introvert, but I'm not an extrovert either, so- ambivert ig

I'm awkward around people, even my own family. I wish I had a cool friend squad, but alas, I do not :(

I am very affectionate! I just want everyone to feel appreciated, and loved, but I think sometimes I act too nice to someone, and end up being annoying. maybe that's why I don't have any close friends.

I like watching anime/movies. genre would be romance, or comedy, or maybe slice of life, with a hint of drama in it. I also like reading, with the same genre.

I'm an animal lover! Unfortunately, I don't have a dog or a cat, or any pet (I have a fish, but c'mon? I can't cuddle that). That sucks :(

I hate loud and rude people, they just get on my nerves. But then I find myself being loud and rude too, and- I don't know how to feel about that.

I hate thiller and horror movies/books/tv shows. They freak me out, and I won't be able to sleep unless I'm hugged by someone, which is rare, so I don't sleep at all after watching something with horror in it. I won't hide the fact that I'm scared though, please just hug me 🥺

I look for patience and support in a relationship. I am a very, very, VERY emotional person, and I cry A LOT. And you know when you cry, and someone gets angry and tells you to stop crying, but it only fuels the tears? yeah, that happens a LOT with me, so I need someone who won't do that.

A listener too! I have a lot to talk about, all the feelings and stuff, but I've never had anyone I can talk too; no close friends, no way I can talk to my sister, or my family, because I know that their response can hurt my soul.

Someone who can just love me for me, I guess. Oof, that sound so clichè.

My perfect date? Haven't really thought much about it. For starters, a library/cafe would be nice. No casinos, or bars, and that stuff, cause I don't drink. Or gamble. Also, with someone who doesn't make me feel uncomfortable or awkward.

Maybe an aquarium would be cool. Or an amusement park? But, heads up, I don't like chocolate. Crazy right? Yeah, I get a lot of wierd comments for it from my family, but I don't like chocolate. So- don't bring me chocolate. Best bet is to just bring some chips or something.

My giving + receiving love language is physical touch and quality time. I love spending time with people I care about, where we can talk for hours and hours about anything and everything. Or cuddling and occasional kisses while watching a movie, or reading a book. That would be nice.

I think I'm done? I hope you got enough info :3 thank you if you decide to do this, and I don't mind waiting for an answer! take your time, I'm sure I'll love it! bye <3

- 🥞✨ -

Aww omg nonny just know you are loved aight~

ALSO NO CHOCOLATE OMG HOW DO YOU DO THAT (I am sorry as a chocolate lover it's jusr- holy crap OML H O W I LITERALLY cannot live without chocolate i would DIE AJSJSHSH)

And this was perfect, this is what I need when I make matchups or else I won't really be able to know who to match you up with ahshd

The love language thing? YES! THAT IS PERFECT AND JUST WHAT I NEED, NONNY YOU ARE AN EXEMPLAR CITIZEN AND I LOVE YOU THANK YOU!!

I hope I did a good job ;;;;

Now for the matchup!

I match you up with....(drum roll please....)

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LEVIATHAN!!!!

You two immediately became friends, anime always brings people together ( ꈍᴗꈍ)

He fell for you pretty quickly, since you would always assure him he was doing great and you were just SO N I C E HOW WERE YOU SO PERFECT AND WHY WERE YOU NICE TO HIM? HE DIDN'T DESERVE IT (omg no honey yes you do holy shit T^T)

Now, you both took a while to get together since the two go you were just so ✨ akward ✨ with each other. Even if you sometimes took the lead, you'd end up blushing and making an excuse to go away after accidentally flirting or something like that. You only got together after Asmodeus threatened to ask you out and Levi got jealous, grabbing your hand and leading you to his room, telling his little brother that you were already busy since you had plans with him.

That evening you two sat on his couch, watching the new episode of an anime the two of you had started watching together. It was a bit awkward, since the two of you were blushing messes at the thought of "omg we're on a date."

That day, Leviathan couldn't help but look at you, instead of the anime. He had no idea what was going on, except that you looked stunningly beautiful.

For some reason, the anime began to take a thriller aspect, the two of you didn't really know it was HORROR! Still, Leviathan didn't want to say anything, and you were afraid to speak up in case he was really into the anime.

So now you two were scared shitless, watching something you didn't want to watch and in an awkward position.

At one point there was this jumpscare, and you let out a shriek, which scared Leviathan, which scared you and made you scream even more, which made you both fall off the couch in top of each other.

Leviathan couldn't help but blush as he looked at you in top of him. And before you could get off, he took a deep breath and mustered up all the courage he had and kissed you. You gasped against his lips but then kissed him back.

Afterwards you became a couple (finally!)

Your dates always consist of going to aquariums (the only place he can stand to go to) or watching your favorite anime movies in his room. Since you started dating, you began hugging, touching him more. And that? That made Leviathan absolutely crazy. Listen this boy is absolutely touch starved, so you know once he gets a bit of it, he's going to become as greedy as Mammon and ask for more.

He of course hugs you back too, at first it was hesitant and shy, but eventually he became more confident in touching you all the time. He will ask you for cuddles and kisses all the time!

Whenever you cry Levi will be there for you. The first few times he was a mess because he didn't know what to do, and he was afraid of messing up. He distanced himself, mostly because he thought it was his fault and that you were mad at him, and that made you feel even worse. When he found out he immediately came running to your room and for the first time ever, yelled "I LOVE YOU"

That night you spent it in each other's arms, cuddling. If you ever feel sad he will immediately stop what he's doing and listen to you, and after wards will spoil you so much (in a cute tsundere way hehe) if you need cuddles, he's there to give you cuddles. If you want kisses, he'll give you kisses. You want to watch your favorite movie for the 17th time in a row? He's got the popcorn ready.

He will listen to you and tell you that no matter what, he'll always be there for you, and then he'll tell you how much he loves you.

Sometimes while you're doing your anime dates he will suddenly grab you and kiss you, a flushed look on his face afterwards.

Honeslty, this man is just crazy for you, and he would literally do anything you ask him to! Your relationship is always filled with encouraging words, the two of you always cheering for each other!

His brothers are honeslty a bit jealous of your relationship (lmao poor boys) since they always see you two being so cute and adorable, cheering each other up!

[imagining-in-the-margins]

AAAAAAA Thank you so much everyone for 4K Followers! I can’t believe there are so many of us! I appreciate each of you so much! Thank you for your continued support, patience, and questions.

Anon Answers below the cut! 👇

1. A gen fic is one that isn’t based on romance or a pairing/relationship.

2. This is so sweet! Thank you so much. I’m glad you enjoy my characterization. I try very hard, lol. I know I don’t always get it right but it means a lot to me that you guys enjoy it enough to tell me about it!

3. Done!

Is there a trope you wouldn’t write if it was the last trope on earth?

Probably? For instance, I really, really hate crack fics. I would never write one. But to be honest, most fanfic tropes are popular because... well, they’re popular. I wouldn’t ever write an ABO fic, but I do have a BDSM!AU fic, which is remarkably similar. Idunno, I guess.

4. You got it!

Do you outline before you start writing? If so, how far do you stray from that outline?

I do! But my outline isn’t a traditional outline. I write all of my dialogue first. Usually, it stays pretty consistent. Sometimes I erase everything and start over. Sometimes I add a few lines or change some things up. But usually, it’s pretty consistent start to finish. However, some fics (like Different Dialects) are pure stream of consciousness. Just depends. 

Which part of writing do you struggle with most?

Making myself just do it. It’s the hardest thing about writing for everyone. I always say the only different between a writer and everyone else is the dedication and willpower to force yourself to write when you don’t want to or think it’ll be garbage. You just have to keep going. It’s like when you’re a kid doing sports or music lessons. You never wanted to go, but once you got there, you remembered why you love it. If you’re looking for something specific to the act of writing though... Hmmm... Action scenes.

5. Aaaa I love cake! Unfortunately I cannot go out. Luckily, however, I am a baker! So I can bake my own! Baking is so therapeutic. As for your Behind the Scenes ask...

A Hollywood producer tells you that they want to film just one of your fics. Which fic would you want it to be?

Oh god. I wouldn’t want it to be a smut fic, but H2M is actually going to be the length of three novels, so... It would be the longest. I really wouldn’t want a smut fic, though. Probably Dfferent Dialects. It means a lot to me. Ribcage is a good one, too. 

6. Thank you for the compliment! My feelings on this topic are incredibly complex and can’t be generalized, but I do have a general set of beliefs. The first is that any relationship that began in any capacity when one is a minor is immediately suspect, improper, and should be avoided. A romantic or sexual relationship with an age gap between a minor and an adult is not acceptable, ever. I don’t care if they are only a couple years. People who wait for minors to turn 18 are problematic, suspect, and often extremely disturbing. Casually chatting personally & privately with minors as an adult is fucking weird.

Once again, I was a victim to two ephebophiles for 5 years so this is an incredibly triggering topic for me. Please understand nothing I say here should ever condone a relationship between a minor and an adult. If you find yourself trying to justify such a relationship with any of the below, you are missing the point entirely.

Essentially, outside of those behaviors, meaning between two consenting adults 20+, it depends entirely on the couple. It depends on the typical aspects of power dynamics. What stage of life are you in? What’s your previous relationship experience? Does one party have more money? Does one party own everything? Does one partner rely completely on the other? Do both parties have friends their age? Is there a pattern in previous relationships?

These are questions that should be asked in any relationship, not just ones with an age gap.

My current partner, who I’ve been with for 5 years, is a little over 7 years older than me. We met while we were both at university. We had similar levels of education, resources, and shared many mutual friends. He is the best person I’ve ever met and the only man to ever make me feel safe. I was 20 when we met, and he was very uncomfortable with it for a long time because of my past abuse from older men.

In the end, we had very serious and long conversations about our different life experiences that led us to each other. I don’t know of any other friends of mine with an age gap as large as mine. They are rare because usually the power dynamics and different life experiences are just too different. It is challenging to be with someone who had an entirely different experience than you. Because both of our families came from modest amounts of money and educated parents, but he grew up very sheltered, our childhoods were remarkably similar for our age difference.

Particularly between the ages of 16-21, your life changes SO dramatically, so quickly. Even as a 25 year old, the idea of being in a romantic relationship with the 21 year olds I know sounds incredibly challenging. I could never imagine dating someone younger than that. Graduating high school, moving away for the first time, being able to legally drink, having a career - these things create such a starkly different version of you whether you want to believe that or not. 

In the end, it’s one of the few times I say, “You’ll understand when you’re older” and “It depends.” But in the end, if you are a minor, and an adult is pursuing you, abandon that relationship immediately and without regret. They should not be interacting with you like that. It is not a compliment, it is a warning flag and you should cut them off like they should have done a long time ago. I’m sorry you are the one having to act like an adult, and it’s not your fault.

I have more thoughts, but they’re best reserved for a direct conversation.

And again, like I said before, this is an incredibly triggering topic for me. I want it to be clear that I do not, and never will, support the same kind of abuse that I suffered for 5 years. Please don’t ask me any more questions on this topic. They will be deleted.

[yourheartsaremine-blog]

ey! welcome to the community! may i request akechi soothing his S/O from a pretty bad nightmare?

Aaaa thank you so much!And done and done–hopefully this is okay! It kind of just…dissolved…into mindless fluff but adghjhgfgdf I HOPE YOU ENJOY

They awoke with a flinch, hands trembling as theyinstinctively threw the heavy blanket off of their form and took in quick,shallow breaths.  The cool night airwashed over their sweat-dampened form, immediately chilling them as it sunkinto the back of their soaked shirt. Although their dream had already begun tofragment and fade now that they were awake, the core of their nightmare still remained,and it continuously flickered through their mind over and over again. Despiteknowing full well that they were safe and that the scene they had witnessed hadbeen nothing but their mind’s own cruel trick, this knowledge did little tostill the rapid beating of their heart. There was the sound of shifting sheets behind them and then a pair of warm,familiar arms closed around their upper body. Though Akechi sought to pull themin against his chest, they resisted, earning a sleepy grunt of disapproval andan even more dedicated attempt at pulling them close.They could feel the back their shirt sticking uncomfortably to their skin. “I’m…I’mall wet,” his S/O explained, the details of their nightmare momentarily ebbingaway as they struggled against their very persistent boyfriend. “Oh,” came the faint reply, “Is you being wet around me supposed to be anunusual occurrence?”There was a moment of silence as his S/O tried to decide whether they feltamused, annoyed, or exasperated by his reply. In the end, they didn’t get achance to settle on a single feeling as Akechi somehow managed to win out,pulling his S/O’s figure flush against his. His lips pressed softly against theback of their neck, one of his hands slithering away from where he had beenholding his S/O’s side to instead seek out one of their hands.“You’re trembling,” he murmured, lacing his fingers with theirs, “Do you wantto talk about it?”Nightmares were no rare occurrence with his S/O, though he knew that theintensity could vary depending on a number of factors. From the way they were shakingnow, it was clear that Akechi knew that whatever dream had plagued them had beenon the more intense side of the spectrum. He was no stranger to their nightterrors, having been woken up by them numerous times throughout the nights theyhad been together. His S/O had always expressed their guilt over rousing him somany times, but he treated them with the utmost patience. After all, he hadworse and more frequent nightmares than they did. They were two peas in a podin that regard, and if his S/O was willing to stand by him despite that, thenthe least he could do was return the favour.He didn’t receive a verbal reply in response to his question, but even in thedark, he could tell that his S/O was shaking their head by the way their hairtickled him. Knowing it was best not to push the matter, he gently rubbed histhumb against their hand in a comforting gesture. “Alright then, what can I doto help?”“I’d like to get out of this gross shirt for one,” came the immediate answer,which earned a short laugh from the brunette boy. He immediately released themand slid out of the bed, his bare feet padding softly against the hardwoodfloor as he made his way to the drawers. There was a few seconds of shufflingaround, and then he returned and deposited a large shirt atop his S/O’s head.They immediately snatched it off of their head and rubbed the fabric betweentheir thumb and forefinger as they squinted in the dark. “Isn’t this yours?”“Yes, but surely it doesn’t matter right now?”S/O decided after a moment of thought that it really didn’t, and sat up to changeout of their damp shirt. As soon as they slipped the new one over their head,they were immediately enveloped in a familiar scent: clean laundry, a hint ofcoffee, and something that was just so distinctively Akechi that it immediately began to help settle their nerves evenfurther. Slowly, they sank back down into the bed, this time obediently rightinto their waiting boyfriend’s arms.“Better?” “Yes.” There was a pause, and then they hesitantly lifted a hand to caress theboy’s cheek, fingers moving to trace his lips. “Sorry to have woken you, Goro.I know you have an early morning tomorrow, and—”They were effectively silenced when Akechi abruptly closed his fingers aroundthe wrist of their exploring hand, gently pulling it away from his face so thathe could lean in and press his lips against theirs. When he finally drew back,he let out a quiet tsk.“Stop it. You say that as if I haven’t done the same to you.” He leaned inagain, his lips close but not quite touching this time. “Weren’t you the onewho told me that you should be there to support the person that you love?”“Oh. I…well, yes, but—”“—And I love you,” he interrupted, his tone softening, “So there’s nothing morethat needs to be said, especially not apologies.” Akechi pressed his mouth totheirs once more, and then moved to draw them in further into his arms. “Now tryto get some rest, and please…don’t ever think that you are a bother to me.”Enveloped within a pair of protective arms, the last of their nightmare finallyfaded away. With their ear pressed against Akechi’s chest, S/O could hear theslow, steady thumping of his heart, their eyes fluttering closed their breathinggradually moved to match the relaxed tempo.They vaguely registered Akechi’s quiet echo of affection as they were drawnback into slumber.

[visanimus]

How would Ignis and Prompto handle a really short s/o with health (and also anger issues) issues but kept charging a lot into combat in an effort to "prove" themselves as not weak or anything? Sorry if this is overtly specific aaaa

No, thank you anon for being specific with your request; it really helps allot because I know what you want. //hugs// Sorry for taking so long though!

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| Ignis Scientia

• Ignis is the first to notice why you push yourself so hard; why you want to prove yourself as capable as the rest of the group. He knows this from the moment you force yourself to charge into battle before Noctis it Gladiolus even give their word on what step would be taken next. The first few times he thought that you had a small bloodlust or have grown restless from the long car rides that they’ve taken across the land. It wasn’t.

• Ignis wants to help you but he also doesn’t want to force you to listen to advice you wouldn’t heed. He’d wait and hope that you would come to your common sense when he offers small words of wisdom. Though years of patience with the prince has taught him that sometimes waiting for you to see what you’ve been doing has been reckless won’t come to mind right away as you push yourself beyond normal - others are starting to see it and are wondering what’s wrong.

• The moment you push yourself too much and end up injuring yourself as well as someone else (Prompto) then that’s the moment Ignis will confront you. Ignis isn’t afraid to face your temper but he’ll keep his head leveled in order to convince you to listening to reason from hope you’ve never acting, how the others are worried, and how he is concerned for your health. It might sound harsh from how he speaks but he is doing so in order to help you, no matter how much you might yell at him.

• “Rushing into battle is a guaranteed way to find your way into the grave. You have nothing to prove when you are a an entrusted vessel by the King’s command, then it is safe to presume that all of Insomnia believes in you as well; believing that you, I, Prince Noctis, Gladiolus and Prompto can fulfill our objective no matter what perilous obstacles may come our way.”

| Prompto Argentum

• It tears at Prompto’s heart because he understands what you are doing, what you’re going through and how you feel, since he’s still struggling with these feelings in himself but he knows that he won’t let you go through this alone. He’s torn between letting you do as you please in order to sort these feelings out yourself or stopping you so he could comfort you. It seems that his indecision has led you to keep pushing towards dangerous boundaries.

• Prompto’s indecision had led you to keep worsening you’re health, especially on more weathered days and during missions that require every member (normally) to be in excellent condition, and he can’t forgive himself for letting this happen. He isn’t a fan of confrontation, and he isn’t a fan of forcing others to listen to him if the results turn out in physical altercation - especially if it it’s with his partner who he is suppose to care and look out for.

• Ever since that mission where you charged to the enemy before they could formulate a plan and ended up risking everyone’s lives. That is when Prompto steps in to get you listen and calm down enough to not get yourself killed. Yes, he may get his own feelings hurt from your anger management issues, the words you might shoot back at him, of his own shortcomings, when angered, but he will get his point across to you no matter how much you might hurt him.

• “I don’t know if what I’m about to say will comfort you in any way because I’m not sure I can but….. You don’t have to try so hard to feel as if you’ve earned a place here _____. I use to think this way and l sometimes still feel this way until Noctis, Ignis, and Gladio helped me see that I’m apart of this group; I don’t have to force myself to belong. And you don’t have to do that either! ______ you’re apart of the chocobros for a reason, so you don’t have to keep doing this.“

[defini-te]

all of the vaguely nsfw asks?/ >:))

Thank you anon >:’D

1. Are looks important in a relationship? Yes, but not more important than personality. A decent looking guy can become attractive to me, but no amount of personality will make me attracted to someone I can’t find remotely attractive :/2. Are relationships ever worth it? With the right people I believe so3. Are you a virgin? No4. Are you in a relationship? I think so 5. Are you in love? no (not yet I suppose)6. Are you single this year? no lmao7. Can you commit to one person? yeah8. Describe your crush. a human male with arms and legs. And some beautiful eyes. 9. Describe your perfect mate. Someone I can have fun with, trust and be comfortable being myself and honest with. Someone that can help me be a better person but also someone I can help in the same way. Also physically attractive to me and finds me attractive.10. Do you believe in love at first sight? No lmao11. Do you ever want to get married? Sure…no hurry though.12. Do you forgive betrayal? If they’re sincerely sorry, never repeat it and make amends I will. Unless if it’s cheating lmao.13. Do you get jealous easily? Honestly no. I’m pretty reasonable by default.14. Do you have a crush on anyone? Well, yeah.15. Do you have any piercings? Ears only16. Do you have any tattoos? No i’m afraid of pain ._.17. Do you like kissing in public? Yes, provided it’s nothing more than a quick kiss. Forehead and cheek kisses aaaa20. Do you shower every day? yes21. Do you think someone has feelings for you? I would bloody hope so22. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now? neh23. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat? yes wtf24. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years?  ..no25. Do you want to be in a relationship this year? Well yeah.26. Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you? Yeah. And look what happened lmao woops27. Has someone ever written a song or poem for you? no28. Have you ever been cheated on? Yes.29. Have you ever cheated on someone? No. I’m not a fucking animal.30. Have you ever considered plastic surgery? If so, what would you change about your body? Jawline thinning surgery, or a nose job.31. Have you ever cried over a guy/girl? Yes. Cried once over the shock of being ghosted. Cried many times from an emotionally abusive ex.32. Have you ever experienced unrequited love? No. I’d be on the other end of it more often tbh. I wouldn’t let myself love someone that doesn’t feel the same to me.33. Have you ever had sex with a man? Ye34. Have you ever had sex with a woman? noh35. Have you ever kissed someone older than you? Ye36. Have you ever liked one of your best friends? No37. Have you ever liked someone who your friends hated? Does it count if my friends eventually started hating him?38. Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to? Yes. Didn’t expect to like someone with mental illness and a different socioeconomic class than me. Also didn’t expect to like a charming salesman that approached me either. WOOPS.39. Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have? No40. Have you ever written a song or poem for someone? I’m about as artistic as a brick wall, so no.41. Have you had sex so far this year? Yes :)42. How long can you just kiss until your hands start to wander? like 3 seconds.43. How long was your longest relationship? 1 year 2 months. Pity it was a toxic one.44. How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had? 445. How many people did you kiss in 2012/2013? Just 1. Oh the joys of high school infatuation.46. How many times did you have sex last year? many to be honest.47. How old are you? 1948. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say? Thought you really seemed to like me. Thanks for being honest about it, bye.49. If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend, what is your favorite thing about him/her? Hard to pin point one thing at this stage. I’d say fun to be around and seems genuine and affectionate.50. If your first true love knocked on your door with apology and presents, would you accept? NO. BYE BITCH. It’s more likely he’d knock on my door with incessant talking and logical fallacies.51. Is there a boy/girl who you would do absolutely everything for? Myself lol52. Is there anyone you’ve given up on? Why? My most recent ex. I’m sure he could have gotten better, but the damage of the past is done. My feelings for him are completely gone to the point where I cannot stand the tiniest sliver of his presence. Therefore, there’s no way I could stay with him and have the patience to wait for him to improve.

That’s just the thing, isn’t it. Our relationship constantly had a power imbalance that would tip from one side to the other, never balancing in the middle.

Another reason I gave up was when I realised we both deserved better, and I couldn’t feel comfortable being honest with him and too used to hiding things and lying to him.53. Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are? Nope54. Is there someone you will never forget? Yeah I think so. Not in a good way.55. Share a relationship story. Uhmm we went from google imaging photos of expensive cars because I didn’t know what a Bugatti was, to scrolling through photos of horses for 5 minutes and making comments on them.56. State 8 facts about your body. I’m 5′2/1.58cm, my second toe is longer than my big toe, I can twitch my ears, I can roll my tongue sideways, I look younger than I am, my hands are always cold, I can place my hands flat on the floor without bending my knees, I have resting bitch face.

57. Things you want to say to an ex. Good luck with life. Don’t talk to me or see what I’m doing with mine.58. What are five ways to win your heart?

1. Make me laugh abruptly and unexpectedly.

2. Listen to what I say and respect my intelligence and agency.

3. inspire me to actually improve in any way.

4. Be attentive and genuinely enjoy spending time with me.

5. Intend to stick with me, and make that obvious to me.

59. What do you look like? (Post a picture!) if you want one that badly pm me or something.60. What is the biggest age difference between you and any of your partners? 7 years 61. What is the first thing you notice in someone? Their general demeanour and how they carry themselves. I would’ve said their looks but I’ve realised I don’t aggressively scope them out first thing due to shyness.62. What is the sexiest thing someone could ever do for/to you? Oh man, I’m not too sure. I’d say a lot of sensual touching would be involved and dirty or sweet talk whispering.63. What is your definition of “having sex”? Bumping your genitals together LMAO64. What is your definition of cheating?

Physical cheating - Any physical contact with sexual intent, including sexting, with someone you’re not in a relationship with, and without their permission.

Emotional cheating - Having romantic feelings or strong attachment for someone you’re not in a relationship with, and not doing anything to control them.65. What is your favourite foreplay routine? Making out, touching, I guess.  Lel.66. What is your favourite roleplay? idk67. What is your idea of the perfect date? I have many. A night in where we watch movies, cuddle and cook something together. Or we go somewhere scenic and watch the sunset/star gaze. 68. What is your sexual orientation? Straight69. What turns you off? Lack of initiative, arrogance, possessiveness, excessive awkwardness, clingyness/neediness, extremely loud voice, sense of entitlement, bad oral hygiene (or hygiene in general), inattentive, very untidy, passive aggressiveness.70. What turns you on? Initiative, respectful, smells nice, sense of humour, consideration, affectionate/sensual, honesty, kindness, appreciative, intelligence.71. What was your kinkiest wet dream? uhm idk.72. What words do you like to hear during sex? henlo u wan sum fuk73. What’s something sweet you’d like someone to do for you? I low-key fantasised about someone buying me a new e-reader. Not because they’re just buying me a new device, but about the sentiment behind it. They’d know how much I enjoyed reading and wish to encourage me to pursue it once more. They’d know that reading off a computer screen saps my concentration and I prefer to find my books electronically and online.

there’s another reason I’d find it particularly touching, and it’s not something I would tell them. My controlling ex didn’t let me read and uninstalled the program I used for reading off MY computer without telling me. So if a better boyfriend did the opposite and encouraged me to read, and wanted to see me enjoy things I’d probably fall in love with him right there.

But this is a tad bit idealistic, so I’m not expecting.

74. What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for? Nice arms? Handsome face? IDK75. What’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for you? Take care of me when I was sick.76. What’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for someone? Take care of them when they had a mental breakdown. 77. What’s your opinion on age differences in relationships? If you’re on the same page and can work together, who am I to judge.78. What’s your dirtiest secret? Apparently I’m good at blowjobs o//o Thought I was average at best, i’m still shook.79. When was the last time you felt jealous? Why? When I was with my ex, probably just him hanging around that dumb bitch and trying new things with her. Why did I even put up with that lmao.80. When was the last time you told someone you loved them? I don’t remember.81. Who are five people you find attractive? Me, myself, Moi, I, and shrek.82. Who is the last person you hugged? My mother.83. Who was your first kiss with? With a boy I met off a friend when we were 15. He’s studying dentistry now lmaoo84. Why did your last relationship fail? Controlling behaviour, cheating, isolation, me being sick of his manipulative bullshit and wanting to do normal things without fucking consulting him first. Also I didn’t take initiative or put as much effort because I felt like nothing I’d do would make a difference, and that he’d tell me what to do anyway so why act.85. Would you ever date someone off of the Internet? If I’m able to meet them regularly, yeah why not.

[imagining-in-the-margins]

TB&TB 🐇 Anon Answers 1 of... something. There are a lot. Sorry 😅

1. Heheh, I giggled when I wrote it! And I agree... very telling 😛

2. Now is when I out myself as a weirdo and admit I don't really picture things in my head, and when I do, they are very vague. Most of the time, I see the characters as cartoonized or animated versions of themselves. Bunny in particular, I change her appearance in my head regularly. I do this to ensure that I take all of my Readers into account when describing her, and because I can't ever seem to make up my mind.

I can try to do a couple Picrew versions of her, if anyone is interested!

Also, thank you so much and I am so glad you are here and enjoying yourself!!!

3. Thank you so much, friend! I love when people send me quotes from my writing; it really helps me improve and it's a joy to read people's reactions.

I love and appreciate you ❤️

4. Domestic is definitely a good word for them! They stay that way the rest of the fic, too 😚 But yes... Kyle certainly poked the bear a bit too hard this time. Not a side of Spencer that Bunny has ever seen.

5. Aaaa I wrote that scene first because I was so excited for it! I love dopey lovesick Spencer so much. He just loves her and wants her to be safe and happy so badly.

I checked my AO3 link and it was working for me, but those links are notoriously finicky. If you can't get it to work, my AO3 should be listed in my Masterlist of Links (pinned post) as well!

6. Heheh, people are taking it much lighter than I anticipated... I'm not sure how much more possessive Spencer there will be, but I imagine he'll bleed through a few times at least. That scene was a showing of weakness for him, so it's something he actively tries to avoid.

7. Make sure you take breaks! Absence makes the heart grow fonder 😜

8. So bad. He'll get there, though. He knows. I do not intend to dance around that topic.

9. Awwwe it's so nice to know people think about this series as much as I do, lol! I do miss focusing on my oneshots, but the regularity of it is nice. I'm definitely a sucker for a schedule. But yeah, it would've been way too hectic to try to do it this week. I don't think I'll finish before next week, either and I'm pretty bummed about it 😬

Best of luck with the health related struggles, though. I hope you get some relief soon, and then you can enjoy TB&TB without that stuff on the backburner!

10. I'm so glad to hear that you relate to my writing and it makes you feel even a little bit better about yourself. I promise you, we think that people care about these things more than they actually do. I knew and know multiple women in their mid to late twenties (and some in their thirties!) who are virgins, and it doesn't phase most people.

Trust me when I say that it is much more preferable, in my opinion at least, that you wait until you're comfortable with yourself before you pursue a sexual life. It would have saved me from a lot of dangerous situations.

That being said, the idea that you "have to love yourself first" before someone can love you is complete garbage. People will still love you with your faults. That's part of loving someone... accepting their flaws. You're going to find someone that makes you happy however you need, and you will live a great life.

Best of luck!

Thank you everyone for your patience on my vacation! I'll try to line up those Blurbs to post soon! 🥰

also i still have a bunch of asks to answer, sorry!