#also take a shot everytime i say playful lol

[writing-good-vibes]

i will gladly talk about the silly little guys

you're so right, they are silly little guys !! our silly little guys !! 💗

honestly, i love just playing with them like dolls, making them suffer or just smashing them together in some pantomime of romance lol. and i'm sorry to all the barbie girlies (gn) out there, i only had one barbie and i never really played with her, but what i did fuck with was sylvanian families !! [was anyone gonna tell me they're called calico critters in america ??]

unfortunately this comparision got stuck in my head so brace yourselves for the sylvaniansonas i've picked for them below the cut, as well as a little break-down of why i generally like each pairing.

corey: a chestnut dog. he's got curly-adjacent hair and a sort of youthful, go getter vibe. i think his fur would be a little bit darker, than this picture, but the length feels right. he's playful and wide-eyed and is not at all prepared for what his future is going to bring.

roger: a dalmatian. i feel like dalmatians are a little more classy and sophisticated, but still a large and intimidating breed, which is perfect for roger who is an upper-middle class gentleman. his dark patches might be greying a little bit, but he's handsome.

michael: a hound dog. strong and rugged. of course michael would be a little more gnarly, a little mangy maybe, with his fair share of scars and only one eye, but he's a hardy breed -- he'll survive to fight another day. i also kind of love how he and corey have the same central white patch on their faces, like corey is the slightly more plucky prodigy.

bo: a border collie. a very loyal and protective breed. it makes sense with bo being so orientated towards the family business (even if it's to a toxic degree) that he'd be a working breed. long fur means he can look a little dishevelled if not groomed, but there's something kind of majestic about him regardless.

because i've been watching soap operas for basically my whole life, i think corey and roger's affair is pretty much a storyline i would have come up with as a kid for my sylvanian family dolls. betrayal, heartbreak and villainy were staples of my imaginary world lol maybe back then i would have let theresa have her revenge but nowadays our silly little guys have to wallow in their own secret guilt.

i think the reason i love corey and roger so much is because even though there is the very serious and almost dark reality of them being together, it's also very fun to play around with them !! they have this very pop-culture romance, to me at least. there's so many ways you can play it; it's playful and dangerous and erotic and problematic and golden and dirty. it basically boils down to the contrast of fucked up suburbia (they're having this taboo affair, with both an age difference and power imbalance, corey is inexperienced and depending how you look at is, is being used because he's kind of just desperate for someone to want him) and a flirty summer romance (corey sort of has this idea of who roger wants him to be -- this playful, sweet young thing who's easy and insatiable, with rosy cheeks and who needs to be taken under this older man's wing, needs to be taken care of).

my love for corey and bo kind of comes from how they're both fucked up, and absolutely bring out the worst in each other, but ultimately they're similar (in whatever bad ways that might be) and it lets them be just a little bit vulnerable. they're violent and macho and their libido's are heavily adrenaline induced, it's rough and ready and it's what they both want before they let the bravado fall away. i sort of see their relationship as similar to the one corey would have with michael, only set on a much more levelled playing field.

now, corey and michael might be my most cherished pairing ever, which is saying a lot because i've been in this game for almost 10 years. ive talk about them so much in past posts that i won't rehash it too much here, but basically: corey found god and that god is michael. they're never going to be equals, they'll never have a normal, healthy relationship, they're always going to be on a knife's edge of michael's tolerance and corey's manipulation. but it's that intensity that makes corey fall head over heels, it's the unabashed danger and eroticism and power that makes corey weak at the knees. think unrequited love in an established relationship.

[zhng96]

𝐁𝐅 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒 — zb1

↳ pairing: ot9!zb1 x gn!reader

↳ warning: fluff for those w a sweet tooth <3

— 𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐉𝐈𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐆

↳ moving you by your waist

- sidewalk rule is something HE LIVES BY

- when you’re blocking his way he’ll gently just grab your waist and beckon you to move UGH

- he is so boyfriend i will die

- he lives for the flustered look on your face EVERY TIME HE DOES IT

- you swear you will never get used to it

- you are walking on the side closer to the street? NOT GNNA HAPPEN UNDER HIS WATCH!

- you’re a little too close to a high ledge? NOT UNDER HIS WATCH

- you’re a little lost?? he’ll guide you by gently pushing you by the waist EHEHEHHE

- got me giggling n all..

(rest of the members under the cut!)

— 𝐙𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐀𝐎

↳ is constantly taking candid pictures of you :(( (he has a whole album he organized once a week on his phone)

- he wishes he could inject your reaction tho finding out every time he takes a picture

- he finds you so endearing istg

- he will purposely turn his ringer on so you can hear the camera snap

- sometimes he already awaits your reaction to the first snap so he takes a picture while your eyes are wide in realization

- he treasures it forever (it’s his lockscreen)

- i can imagine you guys being on face time while you are getting ready for the day and he just does the face time screen shot thing

- hes so boyfriend im afraid 😣😣 (pt2)

— 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐁𝐈𝐍

↳ always takes one flower from the bouquets he buys you to know when to buy you a new one

- we need more hanbins in the world 💔💔

- this man buys you a bouquet without you even asking he is literal perfection

- he sets the one flower on his window sill and always makes sure to check it everyday before leaving for work to know if he has to buy you a new one or not </3

- the first time he did it he texted you “hey since the last bouquet died do u prefer lilies or peonies?”

- you went feral LIKE HOW DID HE KNOW??!!

- and then when you went over to his house one day you saw a flower similar to the ones in your bouquet and you connected the dots

- he goes to the same flower shop every time too

- he goes to a locally managed one!! he thinks the flowers are prettier there than at any supermarket

- the old lady who runs the store is basically his second mother and told him to bring you so you two could meet

- he is so boyfriend it is actually crazy (pt3)

— 𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐊 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐖

↳ buys everything that reminds him of you

- he is so adorable

- he’s out with his friends and he finds a plushie that resembles you?? yeah he’ll buy it

- some times he gifts them to you but sometimes he’ll keep it

- when you ask him about it he’ll be like “oh it made me think of you!”

- one time you noticed a cute plushie in the backseat of his car and you asked him where and why he bought it

- he said “it reminds me of you! that way every time im driving it feels like you’re with me :)”

- you melt EVERYTIME

- HE IS SO BOYFRIEND (pt4)

- you guys build a ikea shelf for your room solely used for displaying matthew’s trinkets he bought thinking of you :(

- he says its the yn museum LOLL

— 𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄

↳ constantly bumps into you as you walk

- it sounds annoying but it’s actually really endearing :(

- times he can’t hug you he’ll touch you by teasing and bumping into you

- he’s also distracted and just so comfortable and immersed in your conversation that he can’t walk straight

- (but he doesn’t tell you that)

- sometimes he almost pushes the both of you off the side walk LOL

- he finds moments where being playful but also being close to you are his favourite memories

- sometime when you get tired of it you just hold his hand which suddenly makes him stop hehe

- he just wants to be close to you is all

- and tease you <33

- boyfriend coded (pt5)

— 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐍𝐑𝐔𝐈

↳ sets food on your plate whenever you eat out

- AHHH THIS MAKES ME SMILE SO HARD

- i feel like hes not the most openly affectionate person,,, like he shies away from pda n all that

- so instead he shows his love through his actions!!!

- you guys are out eating at a kbbq place and hes just placing some meat or rice on your plate </3

- he’s so attentive w/ it too like when he notices the pile is slowly getting smaller, he takes more off of the grill and sets it on your plate :(((

- when you take notice he smiles, places more and goes “here you go” AHHHH

- once u got to the last piece on your pile its tradition to feed it to him :))

- he happily accepts

- he’s so lovely :((

- and so boyfriend </3 (pt6)

— 𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐆𝐘𝐔𝐕𝐈𝐍

↳ touching you with his cold hands

- LIVES for harmless teasing

- he’ll take his hands and cup your cheeks with them :((

- he loves the squeal and the cute little face you make :((

- HE JUST LOVES YOU!!!

- sometimes you guys are cuddling in bed and he’ll put his hands under your shirt and rest them on your stomach

- you squeal again which = happy happy gyuvin

- he always apologizes w kisses afterward tho :)

- now you are both happy

- GAWD HE IS SO BOYFRIEND (pt7)

— 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐆𝐔𝐍𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐊

↳ whenever you ask for one of his hoodies, he sprays a fresh spritz of his cologne on it

- he likes any opportunity to give you his hoodies :))

- he acts like he doesn’t see you basking in the cologne the hoodie absorbed the first few times he gives you his hoodie

- so now he makes sure to give it an extra spray before giving it to you :))

- he’s considered buying you the cologne as a gift once actually

- but he likes the feeling of keeping the secret that he knows how much you like the scent so he decides against it :)

- he likes seeing your smile every time you put one of his hoodies on not knowing he was admiring hehe

- bf coded (pt8)

— 𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐘𝐔𝐉𝐈𝐍

↳ compares you to cute and funny animal pictures

- im tempted to make a seperate imagine for this its just so cute

- you’ll just be going about your day and he’ll text you

- he’ll just send the picture of an animal and say “you :)”

- you ask him to elaborate (he has picsart downloaded just for this moment) so he sends a collage of a picture of you resembling the actions or face the animal makes

- he is so cuteness i will die

- when you guys are hanging out he’ll take it phone screen and open up a picture of an animal and hold the screen right next to you face

- he inspects it like he’s an artist and just giggles

- you live for it tho

- oh can’t forget about the times he would ask you to do a pose and you comply reluctantly and he takes a picture and adds it to his collection of pictures that resemble an animal :)

- yea he has an entire album on his camera roll

navi. mlist.

[beauvibaby]

staff - r.hintz

requested [x] yes [] no

request- in summary: reader is part of the medical/training staff and has a flirty relationship with Roope that becomes more.

warnings: not proof read lol

You saw the hit, you saw every hit, everytime. Not only was it part of your job, but it was a personal mission of yours to never miss a game that he played in. You chewed your lip as you could tell this was the hit that would put him out of the game.

“Well if it isn’t my favorite girl.” Roope smiled from his spot on the table, hiding the pain he was currently feeling, “Mhm, I wish it was under better circumstances.” You retorted. You raised a brow at him when he went to sit up and say he was fine but the bruise forming on his shoulder said otherwise. He stayed silent as you helped him sit up gently, careful not to put too much pressure on his shoulder. “I think you’d take any chance to see me.” He quipped, earning an eye roll from you. “Getting daring today, Hintz.” You smiled, snapping the latex gloves on, he groaned and tensed up as you went to feel around the shoulder. “Son of a-“ “language.” You cut him off, he glared at you, despite the playfulness dancing in his eyes. “Well the good news is it’s not out of place.” You paused, gently smiling at him, “bad news is I think you might have fractured your arm.” He threw his head back, using his good hand to rub over his face as he groaned. “I’ll tell them to send you for an x-ray.” You sighed, “sorry, Roope.”

Watching the rest of the games from outside of the bubble killed you, not only because you couldn’t be there to help the team, but even more so because you couldn’t see Roope. You knew it was highly frowned upon, any relationship between staff and team members was, especially when it came down to evaluating injuries, they worried about personal bias. You just couldn’t help yourself, he started the flirting, and before you knew it, you were flirting right back, and he’d found your Instagram, occasionally replying to your stories with cheeky responses. Always making your heart skip a beat, thinking there was a chance that he felt the same and wasn’t just being a flirt for no reason. You chewed your lip in thought, debating on what you were about to do, this would either be really smart or really dumb, and you hoped Roope would think it was the first option.

“Roope, you just about gave me a heart attack tonight! Be careful.”

You sent the message, instantly locking your phone and tossing it to the other side of the couch, you couldn’t bear to look at it. You changed the channel as they began going over the game you had just watched, of course replaying his hit into the boards, over and over, you couldn’t look any longer. You put some stupid reality show on for background noise as you began picking up your apartment, you saw your phone light up from its spot on the couch, you shook your head and decided to leave it for now, focusing your anxiety into cleaning, something you’ve been meaning to do anyways. But then your phone lit up not once, but twice more and you caved, breathing hitched in your throat as you saw the responses from Roope.

“Oh my, is THE y/n worried about me?”

“I’ll be fine, don’t worry about me… besides now I’ve got a reason to come see you when I get back, you know, to make sure I’m not really injured.”

“Goodnight, Y/N ❤️”

You opened the messages and stared at them, ultimately deciding on liking his response and sending a goodnight of your own, a nervous but hopeful smile etched into your face until you slipped into sleep that night.

***

You couldn’t get in to work quick enough today, not only were you finally able to get back to work, but you had a sneak suspicion that you’d be seeing Roope today. You were practically beaming under your mask, but luckily no one could tell, because of, well—the mask. “Y/N, I need you to help with the beginning of therapy, Roope needs to start rehabbing that shoulder.” You tuned out the rest as your boss raddled off jobs to your coworkers, now you were really glad you had a mask on, because it also hid the pink tint that covered your cheeks. You shook your head as you made your way down the hall, doing your best to knock any thoughts out of your head. You can’t do anything about them, so why even humor them. That’s what you told yourself, but it all went out the window when you stepped into the room and saw Roope sitting there on his phone. You hadn’t realized how worried you were about seeing him until now, you blinked a couple of times, pushing your emotions back, you cleared your throat to make your presence known. “Y/N.” He mumbled, shooting to his feet, his eyes looking even bluer in contrast of the black mask adorning his face. “You’re ok?” You breathed out, the statement coming out as a question rather than you confirming it.

“I told you not to worry about me.” He chuckled softly as you approached him, you shook your head, sighing into your mask, you pulled the sleeve of his shirt up to see a bruise similar to the last time you’d seen him. “It’s easier said than done, the way you hit those boards, it scared me..” you trailed off, mentally cursing yourself for being so vulnerable. Roope stayed silent for a moment, but you could feel his eyes scanning the side of your face. You were biting down hard on your lip, but he couldn’t see that. “I’m ok, Y/N, see.” He mumbled, raising his arm as high as he could before he winced. You let out a choked laugh, “don’t overdo it.” You mumbled, meeting his eyes. “Go on a date with me.” He spoke quickly, you took a step back, “what?” You gasped, widening your eyes as he remained calm, like he hadn’t just said what he just said. “Go on a date with me.” He said again, “please?” He added, watching as you warily eyed him. “Roope, we can’t, my job.” You stuttered out, hating every word falling from your lips. “One date, just so we know.” He stood, stepping closer, his eyes showing his smile when you didn’t step back. “If it doesn’t work, we can pretend it never happened.” He assured you, “and if it does work?” You all but whimpered, his hand resting on your waist. “We’ll figure it out.” Roope sighed, eyes pleading with you. “Ok.” “Really?” He gasped, groaning when he went to throw his arms up, you laughed at him, gently running a hand over the injured spot. “Let’s work on this first, yeah?”

***

Four dates later, it was safe to say you really enjoyed spending time with Roope, and him with you. Although, you did worry about people finding out, you hadn’t yet figured that out, it wasn’t that easy, you were possibly putting your job at risk, for him. He was worth it, but that didn’t make you any less terrified. “Hi, babe.” Roope mumbled appearing behind you, nearly sending you flying to the ceiling. “You can’t scare me like that!” You whined slowly turning to face him and shooting away from him when you saw Miro and Esa in the doorway. “They know.” Roope admitted, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck, “they what?!” You shrieked, glaring at the trio of Finnish boys in front of you. “He didn’t tell us, I swear I just figured it out!” Miro rushed, coming to his friend's aid as you shot daggers at him. This sent you into a frenzy, if they figured it out, who else figured it out, who else could figure it out? You looked up at Roope with wide, completely worried eyes, “Y/N?” He questioned, eyebrows pulling together as you looked at him. “What’s wrong?” He asked, the two other boys stepping out into the hallway, you paid no mind to them as you shrunk away from Roope. “What if other people find out? What if it affects my job? What if-“ “Stop, breathe.” He cut you off, placing his hands on your shoulders. “Everything will work out, I have faith.” Normally you appreciated his optimism, but right now you felt like you were the only one being realistic. “Roope.” You sighed, stepping away from him again, hearing commotion out in the hallway, Esa shot his head in with a nervous smile, “Mr. Porter is here to see you.” He spoke, your boss appearing behind him, eyebrows raised high at the way Roope was reaching for you, and the fact that the two guys had been standing outside the door like guards.

“Y/N, Roope.” Mr. Porter nodded, eyeing the two of you as the fellow hockey players ran off like they’d be grounded if they didn’t. “Mr. Porter, what can I do for you?” You questioned, Roope awkwardly shifted away, knowing that if this didn’t go well you’d be furious at him for being so reckless. Your boss looked between the two of you, sighing as he shut the door, you sank down in your seat, cringing at whatever was coming. “Well, coincidentally I was looking for the two of you, to see how his rehab was coming, but it seems we have something else to talk about as well…” he trailed off, taking a seat beside your desk, motioning for Roope to sit as well, of course, being the way he is, he pulled the chair right up beside yours.

A sign of solidarity, if you will.

“Shoulders great, sir.” Roope piped up, and had you been alone you would’ve whacked his arm in annoyance, you settled for tapping him with your foot, glancing at him for a split second. “I’m sure it is.” Mr. Porter laughed, the both of you blushing softly, “Y/N, you can relax, you’re not going to lose your job.” He added and you didn’t realize how much breath you were holding in, you let out an exhale of relief, Roope having a small one of his own as well. “You can’t treat him anymore, that’s all.” You gasped at the words, “that’s it?” The two guys chuckled at you, and this time you did shoot Roope a soft glare. “Yes, I’ll switch you and Joey, you’ll have Tyler now.” Roope rolled his eyes, earning a chuckle from your boss as he stood. “Don’t be late, Y/N.” He called walking out the door, you turned to Roope and finally gave him the whack he deserved, he laughed at how lightly you hit him. “Ouch.” He faked hurt, whining dramatically. “You’re insane, and lucky.” You sighed, wrapping your arms around his waist in a hug. “Aw.” He teased, you pinched his back and he yelped, “hey, that really hurts!” He complained, leaning down to peck your lips. “Does that mean we can stop sneaking around now?” He asked hopefully. “The guys have been chirping me for not bringing my girl around, they’re saying I don’t really have one.” He pouted childishly.

“Well then bring me around, you guys are going out tonight right? Bring me.” You grinned, watching as he opened and closed his mouth trying to find the words, he settled on pulling you in for a kiss. “You better not get handsy with Seguin.” He mumbled as he pulled away, “that’s literally my job, babe.”

“You guys and your freaking shoulder injuries.” You chastised with a smile as Tyler was in rough shape considering how long he’s been working on it. “Rude.” He scoffed, you got along with all the guys really, but the flirting only ever happened with Roope, you were just sarcastic with the others, something they could appreciate, considering they didn’t want to be stuck doing these appointments anyways. “Have you heard?” He asked after a while, you lifted your eyebrows as you showed him how to stretch out the muscle, “heard what?” You mumbled, adjusting his position, softly apologizing as he winced. “Hintz has a girl.” He gave you a side eyed look as you played it off too calmly, “are you jealous?” He gasped, nearly whacking you as he turned with his arm still extended. You ducked and glared at him, “I’m not jealous.” You shrugged, only fueling him on. “That’s what you would say if you were jealous.” He pointed out, “it’s also what I would say if I wasn’t jealous,” you threw it right back at him, “get back to work Seguin.”

***

You were walking up to the bar, approaching the guys, but paused as you faintly overheard them talking. “I’m telling you man, she’s got the hots for you.” Tyler spoke, nudging Roope, you had to hold back a giggle when Roope rolled his eyes and looked away, his gaze falling on you for a moment. “Too bad, I’m spoken for.” Roope responded, leaning against the bar, Tyler followed suit, you walked in between them, Jamie on the other side of Tyler. “Y/N, what are you doing here?” He asked with a smile, you shrugged, “meeting up with my boyfriend.” You answered, casually leaning into Roope’s side, Tyler glanced up from his drink, doing a double take as Jamie started repeatedly hitting his arm with an open hand. “I told you!” Jamie snapped at his friend. “But you, you’re-I’m an idiot.” Tyler stuttered out as Roope easily pulled you closer to him. “Hi, baby.” Roope mumbled, kissing the top of your head as Tyler shook his. “Finally!” Esa cheered, “it was getting hard not to slip up.” He added, and both Tyler and Jamie whipped around, “you knew?!” They gasped, Miro appeared beside them, “yeah.” He nodded and they shot daggers at him too. “Geez, did anyone else know?” Jamie asked, you shook your head from your place in Roope’s arms. “No, they figured it out.” You answered, smiling when Roope squeezed you a little tighter. “You’re getting slow in your old age, boys.” You added teasingly, laughing when they rolled their eyes angrily. “Your girlfriend is rude.” Tyler grumbled to Roope, picking his beer up and trudging off to the rest of the guys, “I happen to think she’s pretty nice!” Roope called, earning a middle finger from Tyler. “I’m glad you came.” Roope whispered to you, kissing you softly when you turned to meet his gaze, “Mhm, me too.”

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[yuthoe]

To-Go: 2+1 (PENTAGON: Yan An)

or “The Two times Yanan Tries to Ask You Out and The One Time He Succeeds.”

So this was requested a while ago, and at first I thought they were asking for baker!reader, but I reread the ask and saw it was actually the opposite so I had to rework the plot in my brain. Regardless, in both versions, Yanan is adorably awkward.

This turned out so long and I swear I didn’t mean for it to get to 2k words lol, it just happened. Also it seems that i HAVE to add a dash of mild angst whenever i write my fluff. apologies if this turns out bad--i’ve been out of it lately, and i guess exploring my writing style. also i’ve been busy trying to become a #contentcreator on youtube lmao.

hope you guys like it!

WARNING: a dash of angst. WORD COUNT: 2,223.

Master List

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Yanan pulls his head up from putting freshly baked strawberry and chocolate Danishes in the display rack at the jingle of bells. The “welcome” dies on his lips at the sight of you, and he quickly makes to straighten up, only to bang his head on the underside of the top shelf. He rubs his slightly throbbing head as he wobbles to the kitchen.

Depositing the empty tray and tongs on a table, he desperately says, “Help! She’s here!”

“Ooohh,” his friend Changgu says, closing the oven door on a new batch of baguettes before turning fully to Yanan. “So what are you doing here, then? Shouldn’t you be out there at the counter?” he asks, one eyebrow raised and a playful smile on his flour-dusted face.

Yanan just groans. “Yeah, but I don’t know what to say!”

Changgu shrugs, takes the rag from the belt of his apron and wipes his hands with it. “The usual, maybe? ‘Is this all, or would you like a coffee with that? Will you have these to go?’ Come on, you’ve said it tons of times before--,”

“Not that, Changgu!” the taller man said, waving a hand in front of his face, as if swatting a fly away. “I meant about asking her out! I have no idea how to ask her! I’m not exactly the most suave person out there.”

The baker laughs, hearty and clearly amused. “Just be yourself, Yanan, what’s the harm in that?” Changgu takes the few steps to the refrigerator to get another batch of dough. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some bagels to make.”

Yanan lets out a pained sigh before turning and exiting the kitchen, mentally thanking his friend for that unhelpful advice.

Just in time too, as you’re stepping up to the register with a tray of goods. You smile at him and wave as you set the tray on the counter.

“‘Afternoon, Y/N,” Yanan asks, quickly punching in the codes for three chocolate-filled croissants, two lemon curd Danishes, a pack of miniature cookies, and a baguette loaf; two years working at a bakery as the frontman leaves him no choice but to memorize product codes even for the least popular baked good. “Would you like a coffee with these?”

You hum, already scanning your prospects at the menu board above him before he asked. You squint, pursing your lips in concentration and Yanan thinks it’s the most adorable thing. And then you smile and turn back to him. “Yep, a medium caramel macchiato, please!”

“All righty,” he says, punching it in. “To go as always, I’m assuming?” he asks, smiling shyly.

“You know me so well, Yanan,” you reply, smiling back. “I’ve got a few friends coming by tonight, so I’m doing some shopping.”

“Ah, hence the baguette?” Yanan asks, before rattling off the price for everything.

You root into your bag for your wallet and hand him a bill before saying, “Yep, gots to have that bread for the cheese board.” Yanan gently puts the change into your upturned palm before turning to the coffee machine behind him.

“Don’t cheese boards usually have crackers?” The whir of the coffee grinder almost drowns out his voice, but thankfully you can still hear him.

“Yeah, but sometimes you just need more carbs.” Yanan sputters a laugh as he presses the shot button on the machine and turns back to see you smiling at the joke.

And then Yanan just decides to go for it. “Does this wine and cheese party have room for one more?” he says as he turns his attention to making your coffee. He feels his ears burn--from embarrassment or dread, he’s not sure.

You’re unable to bite back a smile, and then a loud laugh. “Mm, sorry, Yanan, I’m afraid it’s girls’ night tonight. But you know, sometimes one of our guy friends tags along too, just for the cheesy rom-coms, so I can ask. If you want.”

Yanan sets the hot paper cup in front of you and waves a hand. “Ah, no, you don’t have to; I was just joking.” He hopes the laugh he lets out is believable.

“Oh,” you say, taking the cup and the paper bag in both hands. “Well, let me know if you change your mind about that, ‘kay?” You turn for the door. “Thanks for this, Yanan! I’ll see you!” you say, and you disappear once again with the jingle of bells.

Yanan stares at the closed door, then sighs and deflates until he’s crouching behind the register, resisting the urge to just bang his head into it.

***

You reappear the next Monday, just as Yanan finishes putting up freshly packaged dinner bread on a shelf. The bells’ chimes welcome in a gust of wind from the chilly morning, and Yanan shivers, just a tad, and rolls down the sweater sleeves he wears under the bakery’s navy blue linen apron. He takes the empty tray he’d brought in and retreats once again behind the counter, sneaking glances at you from the corner of his eye.

He doesn’t mean to be creepy, and he hopes he doesn’t come off as too chummy when he asked if he could join your get-together the previous Friday. He doesn’t usually do that, nor does he even usually have a need to ask someone out; he spends all his free time in the bakery and all the customers, while nice and respectful (except of course, for the one-in-ten nasty ones), are more like family to him.

And then you came along one summer afternoon for a mocha iced coffee and a bagel, and after taking a sip said, “Is the mocha iced coffee this good usually, or is it just because you made it?” Yanan’s face turned as pink as his hair back then and stuttered through the rest of the transaction. 

The next time you came in a few days later, you made no mention of the iced coffee thing, but still managed to strike up a conversation with the introverted boy. Yanan was grateful for it--he was too flustered to reply properly, after all--and from that short exchange about strawberry jam blossomed a casual acquaintanceship.

Everything was going fine and dandy until one closing time when Changgu said, “So when are you going to ask Y/N out?” At Yanan’s expression of incredulous surprise, the baker continued, “What? She comes by the bakery more than once every week and talks to you everytime. She even asked the part-timer once if it was your day off when she came in and you weren’t there. All signs point to her liking you, man.”

Yanan had been helping put away trays and bolts, but at his friends words he froze, party scared of the idea that someone might be interested in him and he had no idea how to go about it, and partly excited that someone might be interested in him and that hadn’t really happened or been brought to his attention since elementary school.

And he does suppose it’s time he puts himself out there since Changgu has been pestering him about taking less shifts because he’s getting sick of seeing him all the time. Plus, he needs to get out more anyway. Two birds with one stone, right?

“Thanks, Yanan,” your voice snaps him out of his reverie. “I’ll see you later!” He registers your goodbye too late, tries to make words come out of his mouth, raises a hand at the door swinging closed behind you.

He really just went on autopilot while being consumed by his thoughts, huh? Yanan groans inwardly, deciding to make himself an espresso to distract him from his abysmal flirting skills.

***

You push the heavy door open and inhale the distinct smell of freshly baked bread. It’s been a few days since you stopped by--work had been demanding lately and required you to clock in earlier and punch out later, so your routine got disrupted. But yesterday you submitted that finance report and could finally take your time getting that good, good coffee. And yeah, maybe a snack for later.

There are a couple of people milling about, trays full of bread, or holding a bag of rolls. You make a beeline towards the display case of confections; if you could, you’d spend all day here, just looking at the golden-brown baked dough, some lightly glazed with sugar, colorful from the fruit fillings you know they make in-store. The chocolate chip cookies are a crowd favorite--big and chunky and guaranteed to have an ample amount of chocolate in every bite. You however, are partial to their oatmeal cranberry cookies.

The way this bakery makes them gives the cookies a crunch (you suspect they put rock salt in there or something, but you aren’t a baker so what would you know?), the tartness of dried cranberries gets dialed down by the oatmeal, and the cinnamon adds a depth to the fruity flavor. It’s your favorite to-go item here, and you immediately take a medium-sized bag. You tell yourself to save these and not just devour them in one sitting this time.

A customer is getting his items rung up when you get to the counter, already seeing Yanan’s head bob up and down as he reaches for the baked goods. “Sometimes being tall is tiring,” he told you once. “Like here, I have to bend a bit to ring up the food because the counter is too low for me. But don’t tell Changgu I told you that, he’d hold it over me forever.” You both laughed at that.

“Thank you for your patronage,” you hear Yanan say now, handing the paper bag of food to the man in front of you. “Take care, and come again!” He waves to the man before turning to you.

“‘Morning, Yanan,” you say, handing him the bag of cookies. “Are you feeling okay today?” You noticed when you last came in that he was oddly quiet and subdued. You weren’t quite sure why he was so down, so you didn’t attempt to make conversation; your mouth is sometimes too fast for your brain and you didn’t want to end up saying something to accidentally offend him.

“Hey, Y/N,” he says, greets you with a soft smile, but you see he’s trying to avoid looking at you. “Yeah, I’m fine. Can I get you a coffee?”

“Yeah, a large hot mochaccino, please.” You hand him a bill and he returns your change. “I’m glad,” you say, fiddling with your wallet as Yanan works the coffee machine. “You seemed kinda down last week.”

You see him start, then press the button on the machine before turning to you. “Did I?” He bites his lip. “Sorry, I… I was just thinking.” He taps his long fingers on the wooden counter, the whirring of the machine and soft jazz emanating from the speakers the only sounds for a moment, before Yanan speaks again. “About last Friday… I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to overstep, I just thought it would be a funny joke, but I actually half-meant it, but I wasn’t really expecting you to say yes to me, and even if you did I didn’t want to trouble you, but I just thought it would be kinda nice to hang out with you, you know, outside the shop, I mean, ‘cause like, you’re really fun to talk to, and I’d like to--,”

“Woah, woah, wait, Yanan, wait a minute,” you say, interrupting his rambling, an amused smile on your face. Yanan clamps his mouth shut and busies himself with making your coffee. You think you see a sweep of pink on his cheeks. “I… was actually serious about that--inviting you to hang out, I mean. I think you’re great to talk to, and I. I wanna get to know you more, too.” You can feel your face heat up as you fix your eyes on the grains of the countertop.

You hear a soft tap in front of you, just as the fragrance of espresso and chocolate assault your nose. The green paper cup sits in front of you, and you raise your eyes slowly--up Yanan’s clasped hands, to the linen apron stamped with the bakery’s logo, and landing on his eyes, shy and worried but hopeful.

“So,” he says, almost too softly that if you weren’t paying attention, you wouldn’t have caught it. Yanan takes a deep breath. “Do you… want to have dinner sometime?”

You think you must have misheard it. But you saw his lips moving, heard the sound come out of his mouth, so it must be real. 

You’re nodding before you realize it, smiling before you notice your cheeks are hurting. “Yeah. Yeah, I’d love to.” A relieved smile breaks out on Yanan’s face, and you briefly wonder how you didn’t realize he’s beautiful when he smiles.

He lets out the breath he’s holding as he pushes the cup of coffee to you. “Here’s your coffee, to go.” You reach out to take it, and make sure to brush your fingers against his. Electricity rushes up your hand, and you feel it buzzing as you say your goodbyes. as you exit the shop and step out into the chilly morning. as you remember him everytime you take a sip of the delicious coffee.

[chogiweol]

lovely boy, criminal!baekhyun

anon asked: Hi~ are you still taking requests? If so, uh can I please get like this bulletpoint thingy with Criminal!Baekhyun? Where she’s his ‘partner in crime’ or smth (lol idek) and she acts like she doesnt like him yet he still falls in love with her super hard and starts to woo her and they end up dating?? (its based on a fic I read and yeah lol) Thank you<3

genre: drama, fluff

author’s note: i don’t condone any violence or illegal activities. i’ll be writing and posting all requests today xx i hope you enjoyed this, anon. take a shot everytime i say ‘you’ in this list.

red and blue lights flashed onto baekhyun's features

he stood still, as if he was in a sort of trance

which pissed you off.

the police were here, the jewelry was slipping between your fingers as you began to run towards him, the sirens and the pawn shop's alarm gave you a headache, you were both on the verge of getting caught and arrested; the cops could probably see baekhyun’s face in the lights.

you were livid and he knows that

so why was he just standing there and staring at you like you weren’t about to get arrested?

“RUN.” 

he finally snapped out of his daydream, his legs carrying him besides you while you two ran for your freedom, the diamond and gold jewlery stuffed away in your coat pockets.

it was a close call, but you were able to pull baekhyun into a tight alleyway, the police soon giving up once it became too late in the night. 

another close call because of him.

“what the fuck is wrong with you? why do you keep doing this to us? do you remember who’s idea this was? it was yours.” your tone was acid, you were ready to leave this entire life behind. 

baekhyun sensed your tension, after being your roomate for two and a half years; he knew you better than your own parents did. 

he got scared, he couldn’t do this without you.

“I’m sorry, I promise it won’t happen again...I just..got distracted.” he mumbled out, his head low while he played with the stolen diamond necklace that dangled from his pretty fingers. he looked pathetic, this wasn’t the usual baekhyun that reeked of confidence.

the two of you became roomates in a cramped apartment, you were both fresh out of college and praying that these unpaid internships would get you somewhere fast.

neither of you wanted to steal or sell illegalities, but you both had a taste for better things, beautiful things, and you both had student loans to pay off, you had bills to pay..

you came from a decent place but being so far away without contact to your parents was hard, baekhyun came from a wealthy family but for some unknown reason to you, he has been disowned and he was much too prideful to crawl back to ask for help.

so after a talk at two in the morning, baekhyun proposed the idea. 

you were behind on rent, you had to do it. so it was done.

it wasn’t long after this talk and the first robbery you two commited together that baekhyun began to recognize his feelings for you,

he wanted you to be his partner in crime but he also wanted to provide for you forever, 

so between the robberies and the internship; he took another job that payed alright, and he put all that money towards you.

he’d buy you snacks or sweets he saw walking to work, or he’d take you out on dates or to restaurants that you were looking at through the windows. he also saved a lot of it, for a rainy day.

you didn’t not like him, you were actually very fond of him. it’s like the two of you were some watered-down version of bonnie and clyde.

you may have feelings for him but for the sake of a successful robbery or deal, you had to act like an asshole before you got too soft for the boy.

these feelings came up when somebody recognized baekhyun from college and they caught up, going to the nearest coffee shop without you.

you were left standing alone in the middle of the street, a flash of anger boiled through your veins and hot tears pricked your eyes.

you tried to say it was caused by stress and frustration from your new job, but it’s because you were jealous.

the internships did pay off and you both got good entry-level pay, baekhyun got a little extra since he had worked that secret job for a while.

you were both able to keep up on bills and rent, paying off your debts little by little with enough leftover for comfort, which meant that the crimes came to a stop, 

which meant you didn’t get to spend as much time as you used to with baekhyun, especially since he’s been so busy with his new job and newer girlfriend. you didn’t like her, she treated baekhyun terribly. (or so you thought she did,) you could treat him much better and you’ll stand by that fact until he finally lets you.

in truth, you missed him and the adrenaline rush he gave you whenever he touched you or tried to make you laugh when you were upset, how he looked at you and how he took care of you.

he always tried to impress you with stupid little things and you missed having all his attention; the crimes brought you closer because it was a mutual secret, your little activity. 

this became your daily burden, you carried the weight of your guilts and doubts, you became upset with yourself for not showing him enough love or not appreciating him when he should’ve been. 

no, you weren’t the best with your words so trying to explain to him that you missed him wasn’t going to go well..so you wrote him a letter that explained how you were feeling and you left it on his bed before you had to go off to work. 

“...byun baekhyun...i know i haven’t shown you love like you deserve all the time, i know about your second job...and all the things you do for me, i appreciate them. they make me happy, you make me happy. i want to make you happy but i don’t...know how. please tell me how, if i’m enough for you. i miss you and our late night crimes, in that way we’re married together by our secrets..one day, though, i want to be married to you in a different way..”

baekhyun’s jaw and heart dropped when he read that. he felt like he was floating while his now ex-girlfriend screamed at him through the phone; he was finally going to have you in his arms when you got off of work.

he stayed up and waited; you had got piled with paperwork that needed to be filled out and it seemed like it just kept coming. 

he prepared food for the two of you and a movie, blankets and soft pillows laid out on the floor in front of the television.

you were pleasantly surprised once you got home, to say the least.

baekhyun was staring at you with wide eyes, his smile illuminating the room. “I read your note..” he clicked his tongue as he continued to speak, his voice teasing and playful. “..it was really cheesy but it made me happy, just like you wanted..” he pulled you a little closer, laying his forehead against yours with a dorky grin. “..and if we’re married by our sins then I guess that makes you my wife? that sounds nice, doesn’t it?”

who was the cheesy one now?

thank goodness for the dark room, you looked like a beet.

he hummed, delighted when you agreed with him. “then you won’t mind sitting down to this movie with me? I can’t finish all this food on my own..” your giggles echoed through his head and he instantly cuddled up to you once you were settled beside him, liking the way these three years turned out.

[kaisoounderground]

Okay so y’all know that my daughters and I went to Paris to see BTS in concert. I have been meaning to write a post about what a great experience it was but as usual I am lame and late, lol not lol.

So, I am going to write my thoughts now (better late than never?). I did manage to write my impressions of the individual band members within days of the concert though (below). All concert photos, blurry or otherwise, on this post, are courtesy of my daughter.

So here goes:

I was not prepared at all for what a k-pop concert would be like, let alone a BTS concert. I was nervous all day that something would go wrong with our printed out e-tickets but it came to naught and we got in easily.

The first thing we realized when we walked through the doors into the concert hall was that our seats were SO CLOSE (the venue was not that big - not that it was small but it wasn’t huge so every seat seemed close-ish). We just couldn’t believe that we were going to see them so close like that as the tickets were selling out so fast that we took what we could get. The seats were pretty fab!

Next: the atmosphere. It was electric. They were playing non-stop BTS while we waited for the concert to begin and I have not heard anything like it. The singing and the fan-chanting was so LOUD (and rather high-pitched). The crowd was so hyped and you could feel the excitement, like seriously.

Biggest surprise: the audience age. Expectedly the crowd was mostly young-ish females BUT I was so pleasantly surprised at how many older women (woo-hoo! we rock!) were there, like women my age! We all acknowledged each other and screamed our heads off!! There were also quite a lot of guys and older men too. The men were more subdued, lol.

The concert: It was one of the most exciting concerts I have been to in my life. From the minute that BTS hit the stage, it was a non-stop frenzy of singing, chanting, or jumping up and down - and that was just me!

BTS was so good IRL and I was not prepared for how good and polished they were. The dancing was great and their vocals were fabulous! Every one of them was a visual that was hard to take in. Every set that they did was better somehow than the last and the atmosphere by the end was so hyped that I wasn’t sure I would survive (me being older and all, lol).

My thoughts on the individual members:

NAMJOON - Because they started the concert with “Idol” RM was the first up front and on the big screen. My first thought was how handsome he was IRL, I mean seriously flawless. Namjoon kept catching my attention throughout the concert as he’s an ultimate showman and crowd pleaser and he just grabs you - he will not be ignored! He was the epitome of COOL in style and performance. He came across at the most polished of the group in stage management and I enjoyed that aspect of his persona. He comes across very comfortable in his skin. I have never been a fan of his on a personal level, though I have always acknowledged and appreciated his many talents (how can you not?), and while I would say that overall I still have those impressions that keep me from being an all-out Namjoon-ie, I came away just loving him as a performer/singer/songwriter. He was amazing!

HOSEOK - My “ARMY” daughter told me to prepare to be wrecked by Hobi. Alas, I was not and I was kind of disappointed that he didn’t grab my heart but he was great, seriously GREAT, during the whole show and great fun to watch too. He is such a good performer (and his dancing, omg) and plays to the crowd and I noticed that he kept going to places on stage where he could interact with fans that would miss out if he didn’t, which I thought was very intuitive and thoughtful. I will also say this: towards the end of the show when the guys came out in their final outfits (jeans and t-shirts) Hobi was rocking his jeans like none of the other guys. He was up on the big screen in those skinny jeans and OMG.

YOONGI - Yoongi, imho, STOLE THE SHOW, and my heart TBH. He was fantastic! And omg, he is SO HANDSOME IRL and playful and much more of a crowd pleaser than I thought he would be. Any time he was on the big screen, I just was mesmerized by his charisma. His solo was to die for and he has such a nice voice and he is a great dancer too, yes he is. He was much more comfortable on stage than I expected and aggressive in his solo parts, which really surprised me. I had expected him to be shyly performing in the back for some reason. He had real stage presence and played to the camera and was very smiley and cute and I think he may have bias-wrecked me. Rip Jimin, I will always love u tho.

JIMIN - Jimin is a hard one. Jimin is my bias and I had great expectations of dying on the spot everytime Jimin did anything. But it was weird. Every photo I ever see of Jimin, he is so, so soft and cuddly or soft and s*xy but he was much sharper looking IRL. Still super handsome and his singing and, omg, his dancing were superior. I just found it strange that he didn’t appear as squidgy or fluffy as I expected. Instead he had a very commanding presence, which is a good thing just surprising. It may have been that because he is my bias my fluffy expectations were unrealistic and it may not have helped matters that Yoongi stole ALL my feels, and so I couldn’t focus on my own bias. I hear that happens a lot, lol.

TAEHYUNG -  In all honesty, Tae’s voice is not my favorite but I do appreciate that his voice is perfect to round out the sound of BTS - his voice is an essential component that makes BTS who they are. They all have that breathy sound that makes them so unique, with his being in the lower register. He is perfect in that respect. Tae is better live than I expected vocally  (I don’t know what I did expect tbh). His voice is deep and rich in the live shows, and the echo of the arena made his voice shine. His stage presence was quieter than I expected, which is NOT a negative at all. That may have been because he was quite ill with a cold (the next night he was very energetic).He got very tearful at the end of the concert and I don’t think anyone was immune to it. You could feel his emotion toward the fans. It was very touching. Tae wins BEST HAIR OF THE NIGHT for me. In every shot of him on the big screen, I couldn’t take my eyes off his beautiful hair. Oh and he rocks a beret.

JUNGKOOK - Jungkook was my biggest surprise of the evening. Don’t hate me but I have never been a JK fan. He has always appeared a bit smug to me and I just never liked that. I was not prepared though, that IRL, he is exactly the opposite. He approached the whole show in humility. He sang his heart out and never missed a note. He was injured and had to sit during most of the show BUT I think that gave more opportunity for me to see him in this new light. When it was his turn to sing, the camera just focused on him close-up and you could really see his facial expressions. Everytime he was on the screen, he had a soft appearance and manner, and with his lovely vocals, I came away really liking him a lot. A LOT. 

JIN - Jin had the PERFORMANCE OF THE NIGHT, HANDS DOWN for me. His solo was amazing. I was struck by how far he has come vocally. He was pitch-perfect and strong and forceful (like he knows he can sing now) in his performance. I was kind of sorry that the crowd sang along during the chorus because his voice was so phenomenal during those parts. However, it seemed that the techs anticipated that and the sound of his voice resonated louder than the singing so you could still hear him clearly. His solo was my fav.

Downsides: What? Nothing drastic and nothing to do with BTS at all:  I personally found it hard to keep my focus on the stage because of the close-ups on the big screen. I had to keep telling myself to watch the stage and not the screen - to focus on them IRL. We see so many K-Pop videos from concerts that it is just like watching a video that you see on twitter or youtube and I had to really concentrate on watching the whole group performing in front of my eyes and not on the screen. My daughters felt the same way. They kept having to stop watching the screens and turn their focus to the stage.

The only other downside was that even though the seating was so angled that everyone could see while sitting, a few never ever sat down and so the majority of the fans sitting near them had to crane their necks to see. I thought that was just rude. There were times where EVERYONE was standing but for the most part, most sat. The ones who stood didn’t need to as the seating was so steep that you could see (and film) perfectly well. Anyway, it was annoying because it was thoughtless and, me being me, was bugged by it. Again, nothing to do with BTS though.

Downsides forgotten, in conclusion, this was one of the best nights of my life (and I have been on this earth a long time). It is as simple as that. BTS was so amazing and I was not prepared for how great they were nor how K-Pop concerts are different from every other kind. 

It will be one of the best memories ever that I shared with my girls. We had so much fun and I am so blessed that they wanted me to share this with them. I cannot tell you the number of times I looked over at them bopping away, huge smiles on their faces, and thought “how lucky am I?”  

BEST. NIGHT. EVER.

[tdrcycle09]

Mini Challenge #8 - Homemade Hand Weapons

For the mini, our ladies were to fabricate something straight out of their drag character’s armory, with free reign, of course! Let’s see what they whipped out!

Analyse Thropic

Hi, judges! I was really excited for this mini because as you all know, my day job is working as a blacksmith. Lol jk but actually this was a fun challenge and I wanted to portray the character of Analyse through my weapons. The primary weapon was the pink shield, accented with rhinestones and gold spikes to keep the boys away. I can sometimes be a guarded person and won’t attack unless provoked, so I wanted to create a defensive weapon that reflected that. I also made a sword to go with it, mainly because it looked cool with the shield, but also because I will attack if I need to. The focus of the shield is a circular mirror, so you can turn it on your enemy and say “look at your life, look at your choices.” The shield is made out of a plastic platter (because I wasn’t about to pay $20 for a metal trashcan just to use the lid), rhinestones, a mirror, painted candles, rope for handles, and spray paint. The sword is a foam sword that I spray painted and stoned.

Lila: I’m so upset with this really! Okay, I love the colour scheme and the overall vibe it’s giving me is Anglo Saxton meets Glitter Girls, but like it’s not WOW. it’s like ~wow~ compared to the other submissions. It doesn’t read Analyse to me, to me, you could’ve made a conductor’s wand or a Cello-like staff, a Trombone gun, like to me, Analyse is about that fun, more-than-one-note kind of queen and this doesn’t say you, it’s so unfortunate. You did an okay job this challenge.

Gluttoni:  Ana! I love the idea of having a defensive weapon that could also be used on the offensive. GOOD multipurpose usage is a must in the heat of battle. You're a little overachiever with the matching sword. Not my favorite submission but definitely not bad start to the week for you.

Toni: Honestly I am disappointed this week from you,you had such an amazing idea to start out with but then due to supplies and time issues it really did falter in my eyes. I think if you had put all your energy and time into making one really great weapon instead of 2 okay weapons it would have helped. Looking at it all the aspects and details are there they just needed to be better executed that I feel you would have done if you got the supplies you wanted.  I think personality wise this is very Analyse, this is fun but still very strong and serious which I think is very you.

Avana Noir

hello hoes! today i am going to disintegrate the competition with my magical staff! My inspirations for this weapon was of course Japanese Anime, specifically Modaka Magicka and Sailor Moon cause DUH. I made my weapon out of Foam, Cardboard that I hand painted and spraypainted. As well as a cardboard rod that was used as the base of the staff! I used ribbon and rhinestones to add extra detail to the weapon. I also added a light up ball to make it like..... light up , and the ball on top of that bouncy ball is used as detail, but for the power of the weapon it is used to concentrate the energy of the light up ball and then the rays of energy are shot through the little gap that is made by the crescent moon. I feel this is a weapon I would use if i were like in battle and I would slay these hoes! I hope you all enjoy my weapon ! Thank you !

Lila: Wow. It's amazing how you come back everytime from being so hard on yourself and giving us something GAG WORTHY in these mini challenges. This weapon has a strong unique DIY element to it, I love the colour scheme and I love the different variation of materials used in it. I love the scale, I’m GAGGED that you made an LED fitting in your fucking wand, really fits the aesthetic really nicely. Take care with your cardboard cutting also, it’s looking a little rough, either smooth it out to make it sharper and sleeker at the tips of your cardboard, or make it more soft and rounded to follow the magic girl aesthetic you’re going for. Overall, I see this in Avana’s drag closet as a go-to weapon, you should be very proud this week! Great job!

Gluttoni:  Avana! Anything Sailor Moon, Madoka Magica or frankly anything mahou shoujo inspired I live, breathe and die for. This is a great usage of your time and it looks cool and inspired especially with the light up features. It doesn't hurt that's it's bubblegum pink as well!

Toni: I adore this so much!! I think that everything from the shape to the size to the colors works so well!! This is so on brand for you as well with all the bright fun colors, as well as it being larger than life, but still a fun and playful feel just like you!!! I do wish that there more stones on the weapon because I think that would have really just gave it a little extra sparkle and personality but overall I am so proud of you this week!

Lexi Lamour

Hi, Judges! The weapon I created is called the Aurameleon, a combination of the words aura and chameleon. As a drag queen Lexi doesn't like to be kept in a box. She's ever changing and changes to fit her challenges or whatever she needs to do. She doesn't have one set aesthetic because she tries to be multifaceted....so I suppose that can be an aesthetic. She's also very crafty making most the costumes she wears and props she uses. So I decided to show my craftsmanship and ability to adapt to change in this weapon. It's first mode is an aura blaster. I find that in games/real life that most weapons are only good at one thing....being either close range or long range. But this weapon solves that problem by being suited for both and shows my adaptable side. The weapon docks on the arm panel where the wires go into the skin and feed it your aura(yes the wires are liquid latexed to me in the pics). It works as a long range weapon firing blasts of your aura at your opponents. But once they get close it easily detaches from the arm panel and becomes a close range melee weapon. To make this I used different types of craft foams and custom cut them to the pieces. For the overal design I just had a lot of fun with it. I Used lights to show that it is powered by aura. Painted it in an ombré of colors to play on the chameleon effect more even though the chameleon part can also be seen in the change of its uses. And just added some rhinestones and spray glitter to give it that drag queen weapon flare. The overall fabrication of this weapon shows my craftsmanship. And since Lexi would be using it I decided to put her on and see how she liked it and she approves. I spent soooooooooo much time on this and I'm so happy with how it turned out.

Lila: I’m like, literally in love. This is what I was kind of expecting and like 100% nailed it this mini. You and your fancy words got me like WHEW and this concept is so bomb.com, it’s very Lexi and it’s such an exciting little project that made me shocked you made it in 2 days. I feared it was too little of a time frame, but I’m like, whew. The ONE nitpick, like for me, one word I’d describe Lexi is powerful - and I know you’re wearing all black everything in your pics, but like if it were an ombre from black to pink or black to silver, I would’ve been even more like, whew. Great job this challenge!

Gluttoni:  Slain. I'm simply slain. This looks dangerous and deadly so all the props to you Lexi. No pun intended. I knew you were skillful but this is some next level stuff Lex. Fabricating stuff is already hard bitch and you added lights! You even pulled a look! This is phenomenal gurl. Keep it up.

Toni: She brought a gun to a knife fight, my kind of woman!! Honestly I love this so much, it’s giving me intergalactic spy bitch!! I think this is really well done and the color scheme is so pretty!! I think this is very you because its a bit intimidating, beautiful, and when you think its one thing, you’re right BUT THEN IT IS ALSO A TOTAL OTHER THING. It’s just so well done!!

Marcella Fox

Greetings Judges! Let me present to you Marcella’s Lipsync Fake-out Zapper! Built with state-of-the-art technology, this gun is filled with special components that amplify even the tiniest notion of sound and turn these vibrations into energy. While the world thinks Marcella is lipsyncing, she’s actually singing really quietly into the microphone at the end, and gradually building up a huge amount of power with which to zap her enemies at a moment’s notice. Alternatively, she can belt out an agonising scream straight into mic for an immediate and shocking lethal hit! For this challenge I was inspired by Prince’s gun microphone, and a kind of Barbarella-esque sci-fi aesthetic that I really dig. It’s a little campy but also sleek and feminine, and I decided to relate it to something Marcella is known for - lipsyncing ;] I made it from a £1 water gun, a £1 toy microphone, and a £1 solar-powered lightbulb (praise be to Poundland!). So I took the gun apart, spray-painted the outer shell silver and the inner part pink. I did the mic pink to match, and reassembled the gun with this in place of the water tank. I went in with a sharpie to make sure the mic looked like a mic, and added the bulb for a cool twist :]

Lila: Um, I’m suing you for copyright for making something look more expensive than it actually is. I love this, really stands out as a unique weapon and it is very you all over. I love the silver and pink contrast and that aesthetic is giving me what people in the 60s thought the year 2000 would look like. Jem and the Holograms, really pays homage to Marcella’s qualities super well. It took me a long time to kind of be like “oh, where’s the microphone?” so be careful of that as I know you wanted it to be a prominent feature. Either way, I really love this, great job!

Gluttoni:  Aesthetically Marcella I love this. I get the Prince and Barbarella reference without reading your description. Again I'm a sucker for pink so it's a win for me in the color department. I love that you can really emote your with your weapon as well. It's very Jem and Holograms in space on crack and I love it. Amazing work.

Toni: This is such an interesting and amazing weapon!!! I love the 1960’s bond villain/ space girl vibes I get from this!! I also love how detailed you got with the painting to make sure you really show us what it was, as well as the light!!!! Thats so cute!!!! I really love this and it’s so on point for who marcie is because its cute, sleek, a little bit on the nose, and very very smart!! Good job this week!!!

Phoebe St. Jefferson

For this week’s mini I wanted to do something video game esque. What would my drag character have if she was in League of Legends or something (dont ask me to play im trash). I went with a huge mama throwing star that doubles as a shield. Its super sharp, super strong, very gay and can poke Butters’s eye out. As for materials i used a bunch of leftovers from my tornado look. I used posterboard for the main pieces and the silver paper to cover it all. I used pink paper and gems for decor and I think it kinda slays me actually. Haven’t u noticed im a star? I gave yall one now give me on kthxbai

Lila: For what little time you had to fit this in, I really love it! From afar, it looks like the throwing star has suspended pieces to it which is really fun! Your “blades” are really equal, I do wish you throw a lot more rhinestones on it in the middle, however. This doesn’t really work as a shield unless you used something like a trash can lid or like a large container rather than a small little circle, it could work as a shield. Overall, you did good!

Gluttoni: I love how grand this looks Phoebe! It's large and looks like it would be amazing on the defensive. Very good usage of your time and coin. I'm excited to see what's in store for you the main henny.

Toni: Gah this is so adorable!!!! I love that its a weapon that doubles as a shield to because I think that shows that you put a lot of thought into it. The colors are very light and fun and thats what I think of when I think Phoebe, I think if you had put a little bow on there as like an insignia that could have really been cute and flirty!

Sugar Monroe

So, for this mini, I decided to make a wand/mace. Something I could use to amplify magic abilities while also bludgeoning someone’s head in. :) I chose this because, aesthetically, I’m more witchy and tend to gravitate magic type stuff but I also want to see my enemies blood gush from their bodies, ya know? The materials I used where a metal pole for the base, cardboard for the spikes and half a disco ball for the topper/amulet. Then I covered it in an iridescent glitter spray, to give it a mystical look. :3

Lila: I’m kind of underwhelmed this mini, Sugar! I’ll say that the style of the weapon is a little exciting, and the scaling of it is just perfect. The paint is quite your style, but that’s about it. I don’t see Sugar walking around with a mace! I see her casting incantations or using a whip or something to mimic her sharp, charismatic tongue. For the most part, you could’ve added a more punk feeling with a stretched hexagonal dimension for the mace and even used some of the CDs from your mirror dress from the first week, spray painted that and had a bad ass looking weapon. It was a good job, Sugs.

Gluttoni:  Sugar, are you serving black licorice or what? I didn't expect this from you but I'm not going to knock it because I do think it's cool looking. It's a tad on the plain side but still very cool. I think the background paper would make cool detailing on it if you were to vamp this up.

Toni:When you said book i was excited but worried, so I was shocked to see a mace! I love the duality of this that it shows more sides to you because I do think of you as this hard bitch but you’re also at points very fun and I think making it a wand really added a bit of fun to it. I think this could have been greatly improved if you added a few stones or something along those lines to really show us a bit more fun!!!