#and then i get a cookie and juice afterward???

[quibbs126]

So I’ve been wanting to make this character ever since I saw @ennywashere Choco Cream Cookie and thought “Dark Choco having a dad arc would honestly be really interesting for his character”, so I decided to take my own stab at it and made Hazelnut Cookie, Dark Choco’s recently adopted daughter

I made her hazelnut because I heard hazelnuts go well with chocolate. But also because I remembered Nutella, and hearing back all those years to when I first saw those ads that they were made with hazelnuts, and I remembered it tasting a lot like chocolate, so I thought hazelnuts could be a chocolate substitute. Granted that wasn’t really true, it seems Nutella is made from both hazelnuts and chocolate, but after finding out hazelnuts and chocolate work well together, I decided to just stick with Hazelnut

Also side note, I was double checking whether or not there was already a Hazelnut Cookie, and while there wasn’t, I did find some ocs and one of them was supposed to be a love interest for Dark Choco. If the name has the same reasoning as here, that’s very clever, that

So I’ve been flip flopping about her age while making her. Originally, she was just going to be like a baby—my notes said she was no older than 2–but then later on, I realized that made Hazelnut less of a character and more like just a living prop, as she would have no real character. So I decided to age her up a bit, but she was still supposed to be very young, my top limit being “younger than Custard III”. When designing her here, I think I stayed closer to that upper limit, but I hadn’t really thought about how old she is, because I also want her to be a really little kid, that was kind of the point of her. It’s only now as of writing this that I think I’ve come up with a definitive age range for her, that being ~4 ish. I’m not entirely sure she looks that age here, as I feel like she looks too old, but if I draw her in the future, I’ll keep that in mind

Speaking of her design, I’m not too sure I’m happy with it. I wanted to design her after a hazelnut, since that’s what she’s made of, but did I go too far? And I’m not sure about her hair. Again, I was trying to design it like a hazelnut, specifically the inner cream colored part, but I couldn’t get it to look right. I think my current 2 is probably the one I’m most satisfied with (it’s actually my 3rd, but I didn’t have room for all 3, so I deleted my original 2nd in place of it. I dunno, maybe I’ll work on it. Should I lose the hood? I put it there to reference the shell of a hazelnut, but I’m not sure about it

So anyways, talking about her, so basically her story is that Dark Choco finds her in the forest one day all alone and scared (I haven’t actually worked out why or how she was there. It’s kind of a holdover from when she was a baby, where that didn’t need much explanation. A possible idea I had is that she was just baked in the Witch’s Oven and escaped, ending up there in the forest). After helping her out (maybe she was being attacked by beasts), he tries to help her find someone she knows who would be looking for her, like a family member or something. When he finds out she doesn’t really have anyone, he decides he can’t just leave her all alone out here and decides to take her with him, at least until they can find somewhere good for her to stay; they aren’t father and daughter yet. During their travels, Dark Choco starts teaching her things about the world she doesn’t understand yet, helping her with whatever’s confusing, and just generally being a caring figure towards her, as he can’t help but become emotionally attached to the little girl. And Hazelnut becomes very attached to Dark Choco. One day, when they’re passing through a town, they see a kid and their dad, and Hazelnut later asks Dark Choco what exactly a dad is. He gives what explanation he can: someone who takes care of you and protects you, teaches you about the world and how to live in it, someone who’s always there for you and loves you no matter what (during this explanation I feel like he might reflect on his own father and what his father was trying to do for him or what might have gone wrong, as he does explain to Hazelnut that not every dad is like this, but it’s what they’re supposed to do). After his explanation, Hazelnut thinks on it, and asks if she can call Dark Choco “dad” (or some form of that), since he basically already does all of that for her. He’s shocked by the question, but he says yes, she can call him that if she wants, and so then they (unofficially) become father and daughter

I’m not sure Hazelnut would be a “playable” character, in this hypothetical scenario where she or an adjacent character is somehow canon, but if she was, I’d probably put her in the Healing class, since from what I’ve been able to gather, hazelnuts have quite a few health benefits, and I wanted to incorporate that in some way

I think that’s all about Hazelnut, I hope you like her!

[freyito]

Can you write HDC where Smoke, Kaui Liang and Bihan take care of their girlfriend who's sick? :)

of course! i'm gonna make this for a gender neutral reader tho, since i have a lot of female asks! this might be one of my favorite tropes

cw: fluff!!!, Bi-Han's just a little bit distant, proofread

ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɴ ᴋᴜᴇɪ ᴛʀɪᴏ + ᴀ ꜱɪᴄᴋ ᴘᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ

Tomas...

worries over you. He's by your side, 24/7, even if you insist he'll get sick too. He doesn't care, he wants to make sure your okay. Tomas is at your beck and call, making sure your comfortable. Feeling cold? He's got three blankets picked out for you, take one, take all. Want a warm bath? Already drawn, he's even got some florals, candles, and soaks picked out. Thirsty? He's got some green tea already brewed. Or, if you don't like tea, he has some orange juice, or water if you so choose. Tomas has some soup for you, too. Česnečka, a Czech garlic soup. Something he says will cure anything. He'll even sing you a Czech lullaby every night, if you ask nicely. Eventually, when you recover from your cold, and Tomas inevitably ends up falling ill, you'll be there to give him the same treatment.

Bi-Han...

doesn't quite know what to do. Yes, he's worried, but amongst being the grandmaster of the Lin Kuei, and his cold demeanor, he believes he doesn't have much time to worry over you. It is only when Liu Kang- of all people- pushes him in the right direction. With his trust over the Lin Kuei in his brothers hand, he never leaves your bedside. Unless you ask, of course. Bi-Han is very soft with you, and really, all he wants to do is hold you. He knows he can't, but it's kind of hard to hold himself back! While he doesn't know what to do, he will do anything you ask of him, short of kissing you. Bi-Han, unlike Tomas, has some restraint, and he'd rather have you save your strength, and not have to worry about him after your sick. Ask, and ye shall receive. Down to the very specifics. As many blankets as you want, as many pillows as you want, the exact temperature of your bath, what herbs could make you feel better, how to carry you, etc. And, as much as Bi-Han wants you to rest, ultimately, he'll end up giving into those pretty eyes of yours, and go on a walk with you. It's okay, though, the fresh air will do you some good.

Kuai Liang...

dotes over you. He's afraid of you being sick, even if it is just a common cold. Somehow, seeing you weak and bedridden makes his stomach churn. He's worried sick. It's only when Bi-Han tells Kuai Liang to be with you that he fully devotes himself to your care. He is very physically present, he has to be touching you somewhere. Mainly, he keeps your pinkies linked, even in the slightest. The minute he was freed of his duties he had gotten you everything you could possibly need. He has so many teas chosen for you, and even more spicy foods. He wants to make sure you eat well, but Kuai Liang can't say no to you, so when you ask for a cookie, a slice of cake, something sweet that you maybe should avoid, he's still going to get it for you. He will always carry you to your bath, too. And wash your hair. As long as whatever he's doing helps you feel better in any way, he doesn't mind. And afterwards, he'll put new, clean sheets on your bed. Kuai Liang doesn't give himself much room to fail, much less to fail you. So, when you finally regain your strength, it is almost as if Kuai Liang is a new man, more focused and lethal than ever.

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[bloodlust-1]

BG3 CHARACTERS AS CANDY

Just my headcanons 🥰

Laezel

hot tamales. God these burn my soul but I feel like the pain is pleasure for her.

Halsin

Swedish fish. Shaped like fishy’s and sweet :’) he’d probably be amazed just by the shape of these. Definitely is popping in a couple at a time

Gale

I feel like Gale has old taste, idk 😭 so — here’s some butterscotch candy. Depending on who you ask they either LOVE or HATE these.

Shadowheart

Chocolate lover. She could tell you which ones are cheap and good quality. White, milk, dark, cookies and cream? Oh yeah — that’s for her.

Astarion

Gushers, something for him to suck the juice out of for a fun treat. These would probably get all stuck up in his fangs tho 😂

Karlach

sweet baby, ik she’d love a lollipop with some gum in the middle as a reward. She’d probably even blow some bubbles afterwards 🥹

Wyll

Starbursts. He’d totally be trying to suck off these bad boys from his teeth. I get the vibe that his favorite flavor would be the orange ones.

Minthara

Black licorice…These are soo bitter, but Minthara would be that one person to absolutely obliterate these

Any thoughts? Comment 👇🏼 I love to engage!

[sugarcloudsky]

Hi! I hope you are having an excellent day /night! If I may, Can I request some general dating Pitaya Dragon cookie headcanons? Please and thank you! ^^

「General Dating HCs」

character: pitaya dragon cookie

wc: 546

cws: very very brief mention of blood

ROFL two pitaya posts in a row!!! giggle!!! been thinkin about them a lot lately >:)

• Despite Pitaya’s very brash personality, they are almost a completely different cookie with you.

• On the outside, they love picking fights(despite usually losing). But on the inside, it’s a whole different story.

• Loves to be held. They will purr loudly when held. Bonus points if you stroke their head gently while holding them.

• Likes resting their head on your lap, especially after fighting with Hollyberry again. They’ll mumble something in frustration before curling up in your lap like a cat.

• Cuddles are a must! Though if they’re the big spoon, good luck escaping from their grip. They have an iron grip on you. The only way for you to escape is to wait for them to get up.

• Or you can bribe them with kisses. That also works wonders.

• Speaking of kisses, they love them. They won’t admit it, but they love it when you pepper their face with kisses.

• Hollyberry once caught them being all soft and mushy with you, and she has never let them live it down.

• Seeing the Red Dragon clinging to you like a teddy bear was almost like a punch in the face. She almost thought she wasn’t seeing things correctly.

• Though her shock was quickly overridden by amusement. Her amusement was further amplified as Pitaya sprang up, face burning in embarrassment and humiliation, and hissed at her.

• You were almost sure a fight would have broken out between the two, as you watched Pitaya Dragon pull out their sword. The dragon only reluctantly stood down when you patted their shoulder.

• Hollyberry later asked you about them in private. She was surprised you were able to become so close to the dragon. She even invited the two of you out to drink some berry juice!

• Of course, Pitaya flat out declined her invitation, too embarrassed to face her again.

• They like to have you close to them at all times. Whether it be to protect you from danger, or to just have you close to admire you.

• In addition to this, they will step in front of you when faced with anyone who dares to challenge the dragon, or even worse, someone who dares to take their treasures from them.

• Out of all the treasures they possess, you are the only one they would risk their life and limb for.

• Is very possessive. Holds you close to them when in the presence of the other dragons. Glares at them when they stare for too long.

• It’s not like the dragons want to steal you away. They’re mostly looking at Pitaya for their odd behavior.

• When they get injured by some brave warrior, they will hesitantly limp to you and have you patch them up.

• They have to sit through your gentle lecture while you patch up their bloody wounds. Of course, they’re rewarded with kisses afterwards.

• Purrs like a cat, but their tail wags like a dog. Get ready to see a lot of that when giving them physical affection.

• All in all, they love you very very much. They love when you kiss and hug and cuddle them, but they would never let anyone else see that side of them except for you.

• You are their most precious treasure, and they will continue to treat you as such.

[dc418writes]

✨Pairing✨: trucker!Ari Levinsonxblack!reader

Summary🪄: It’s always a time when uncle Ari comes around

⚠️: uncle!Ari (just as damaging as dad!Ari and regular Ari lol) mention of nightmares, pretty much all fluff💕

A/N🎤: Hey guys! Another Halloween themed fic but this time with a softer Ari😌. This will serve as atonement to myself (and others who might be affected) for daring to make my fave dark in my last post lol. Hope you guys like it!!

*DISCLAIMER!: although visual made by me via Canva, I DO NOT CLAIM OWNERSHIP of pics used as they were all found on Pinterest*

As expected, four year old Grace had been attached to Ari since the moment you both arrived to babysit for the night. You wouldn’t say you were upset seeing that he was her uncle and that they’ve talked nearly every day since she could babble, but there was still a little sting every time you were greeted with a quiet “hi” or short wave before she was gone and you long forgotten.

Like now as they dug through their shared pumpkin emptying it’s stringy contents while you were in charge of decorating the sugar cookies waiting on the cooling rack.

“S’cold!,” she squealed dumping out her handful of pumpkin guts.

“Be careful of the seeds, you swallow one and a huge pumpkin’s gonna grow in your belly,” Ari warned to which little Grace quickly shook her head.

“Nuh-uh!”

“Uh-huh!”

“No uncle Ari, we can eat. See?” Before either of you can say anything, she’s quick to set one on her tongue happily chewing until she can swallow it down rubbing her belly. “I’m fine.”

“I guess you showed me huh,” he chuckles tapping her nose and leaving some juice from his finger on her skin successfully turning it light orange. Grace is quick to retaliate though rubbing her hands on his cheeks to leave behind tiny pieces of string as she giggles - and you do too from the other side of the kitchen.

Honestly you couldn’t blame her for picking Ari over you as her favorite. You’d choose him too if you had to pick between the two of you.

“Alright, it’s pretty much cleaned out now. You want scary or funny?,” he asks watching as she adorably tapped her tiny finger to her temple in thought.

“Hmm…funny!”

“Got it,” he nods. “Why don’t you get cleaned up and help your aunt with cookies?”

“I got everything we could ever want Grace,” you smile reaching in your grocery bag full of decorating goodies. “There’s sprinkles - three different shapes I might add - glitter, edible stickers, and stencils to help us draw shapes!”

The way she gazed at the sprinkles with her mouth in a little “o”, you think you’ve got her. Finally able to bond with her over a shared love of cookies like you were in one of those Hallmark movies. Like a little happy family.

“Um..wanna stay with uncle Ari.”

Well, so much for that.

“Oh okay,” you answer successfully hiding your hurt behind your nonchalance. Ari still notices though giving you a sympathetic smile and mouthing, “sorry.”

You appreciated him trying, but maybe you were just meant to be the fun uncle’s wife that barely got a hello. And who tends to go overboard with cookie decorating supplies.

•

“Alright ladies are we ready?,” Ari asks sitting on the navy blue sectional between you and a bouncy Grace nodding yes. During your spaghetti dinner - made by Ari since apparently his was the best although he used your recipe - he suggested that you all watch a movie afterwards.

Specifically, Gremlins.

His thought process being what better way for everyone - more so you and Grace - to spend time together than to watch a movie? Especially a spooky one seeing that it was the night before Halloween. You, on the other hand, had a few concerns on his niece potentially being scared of the little troublesome creatures.

“She’ll be fine. It’s not that scary,” he assured kissing your cheek.

Freshly bathed and in her appropriately themed pumpkin pajamas, Grace couldn’t wait holding on tight to her Mickey Mouse blanket as she watched her uncle press play.

“Share with me!,” she smiles just as Ari spreads the bigger, cream blanket over both yours and his lap.

“I’m not gonna fit though bug.”

“Uh huh! Watch,” she states crawling into his lap and neatly spreading the grey blanket over her legs and his thighs. You - again - casted off to the side with your blanket as she tilts her head back to look up at him. “We fit!”

“Y-Yea, looks like we do.” He gives you another sympathetic smile draping his arm around your shoulders while you bundle deeper under the blanket.

“I’d rather be by myself anyway. Little does she know her uncle is a blanket hog,” you think trying to make yourself feel better.

•

Ari appeared to be right on Grace not being scared. She even fell asleep towards the end with her upper half on the cushion next to them and lower half still on his lap; mouth wide open pointed towards the ceiling. Ari was the one to tuck her in bed, while you cleaned up the blankets and plates of cookie crumbs left in the living room.

You were the last to enter the shared guest room to finally get ready for bed yourself. Your love struck husband taking turns gazing at you and the last period of some hockey game as you strode back and forth from the bathroom to the bedroom. A small, dopey smile on his lips watching you wash your face and apply all your products.

“Share with me?,” he pouts with those puppy eyes making you giggle while sliding into the full sized bed.

“I don’t know,” you sigh, “I feel like Grace is gonna somehow come in saying how she wants you to sleep in her room instead because that’s where you’re supposed to be.”

Yes probably a little petty, but you couldn’t hold it in anymore.

His tattooed arms bring you closer into his body pecking the top of your head as you settle between his pecs. A low “aw” vibrating in his chest while his hands rub along your back.

“I know I probably sound jealous, but I’m not. I love how you have a great relationship with your niece! But it’s like she hates me and I have no idea what I did.”

He knew that had always been a bit of a fear for you. Kids hating you for whatever reason, thus meaning you shouldn’t have them although you did desire to be a mother one day. It’s why you were nervous meeting Grace all those years ago, afraid that the smallest mess up would ruin everything.

It didn’t help that the minute Ari passed her to you, she began whining and squirming. Your coos of comfort and gentle rocks didn’t seem to help, only making her more agitated not getting what she wanted. She didn’t stop until she was back in Ari’s strong arms and you kept your distance the rest of the visit cautious of a repeat interaction.

If only he could get you to ignore that fear and really see how everyone you met - adults and children alike - had no issues with you. Some even left enchanted by the charisma you thought you lacked.

“I promise, she doesn’t hate you gorgeous.”

“She said so?,” you quietly ask lifting your head with a hint of hope.

“Well…no. But she didn’t say the opposite either.” He tried to soothe your qualms, but it’s not helping the way he hoped watching your head fall back to his chest with a light huff. “Trust me sweetheart. I guess she’s just attached to me because-,”

“You’re amazing and clearly the favorite,” you mumble making him chuckle.

“I was gonna say because I talk to her more, but I’ll take the compliment.”

It’s not long after that you’re both falling asleep lulled by the shared warmth from holding each other. Ari’s soft snores vibrating the side of your face still lying on his chest.

You think you’re dreaming when a mix of a whine and cry hits your ears disrupting your rest and making you groggily sit up. Hearing feet shuffling outside your door though confirms those sounds are in fact real, giving you more motivation to investigate.

Your husband’s too far gone in his own dreamland to be affected by your moving; still lightly snoring with an arm over his forehead and the other out by his side.

Quietly opening the door, you wrap your arms around yourself in your thin pajama set feeling the chill of the night air seeping into your sister in law’s house before carefully padding out to the living room. There, you notice something on the couch moving under the blanket you folded earlier causing you to freeze in place. It was then you realized you probably should’ve woken Ari up so he could be the one playing detective or at least grabbed something you could use to defend yourself.

“H-Hello?,” you call out to the dim space only lit by a couple plug in nightlights in the walls.

“Hi,” Grace’s soft voice responds with a short sniffle.

You also realize how you’re sleepy brain might not be fully thinking straight unable to conclude earlier how it could just be your own niece sitting there on the couch.

Stepping closer, you sit on the cushion next to hers peeling back the cotton throw until you see her splotchy face and red eyes. Water attached to her curled lashes and some still threatening to spill over. “What’s wrong?”

“Bad dream…gwemlins,” she answers using the blanket to wipe her eyes. You immediately hug her close as you coo and assure her everything’s okay.

And surprisingly, she hugs you back.

Her tiny arms wrap tight around you - well, as far as they could with her adorably short reach - almost refusing to let you go.

“Yea, when they get angry they can be scary huh?”

She nods. “And have very very sharp teeth.”

“They do, but luckily they’re not real so there’s nothing-,”

A crash from the back room startles both of you making Grace scream, with the six year old nearly choking you now having her arms around your neck.

“It’s them!,” she cries hiding her face in your shoulder just as Ari limps into the living room holding his knee and appearing half asleep.

“Damn dresser,” he grumbles wiping his eyes that quickly fill with concern seeing both of you on the couch and his niece upset. “What’s wrong?”

“Grace had a nightmare about Gremlins,” you answer pointedly glaring at him as if saying, “I told you so!”

The slight wince on his face isn’t just from an uncomfortable knee as he walks forward to perch on the coffee table. “I’m sorry bug. I didn’t mean to show that to you to scare you.”

“Not nice uncle Ari,” she mumbles still attached to you.

“Forgive me?,” he pouts holding his arms out for a hug. “Peas?”

Wiping her eyes one last time, a small smile begins to spread on her lips as she moves from you to Ari. A fit of giggles rapidly escaping her mouth as his larger body practically swallows hers in a bear hug and he attacks her cheeks with kisses. A dramatic “mwah” sounding every time he made contact causing you to giggle as well.

And fantasize the undoubtedly joyful future you’d both have with your own children.

“Don’t do it again!,” she chastises when he stops. Wagging her finger inches from his nose making him chuckle. She was definitely her mother’s child.

“I promise I won’t.”

“Alright guys,” you sigh, “Since it’s gonna be a bit difficult to go back to sleep, I say we watch something happy.”

“Not Gwemlins!”

“No definitely not,” you chuckle. “I was thinking..Aladdin.”

“Yay! I love Aladdin!,” she claps in Ari’s arms as he picks her up so they both can sit on the couch. To both of your surprise, Grace crawls from her uncle’s lap and squeezes between you and Ari. “You like too?”

“Mhm, I even went as Princess Jasmine for Halloween when I was little.” You have to admit, seeing that gleam of admiration in her eyes as she gazed up at you made you silently thank Ari for showing her that movie. It was the reason behind this bonding moment that you didn’t think would happen.

As the movie played, you and Grace talked about the scenes and of course sung along to your heart’s content not caring if you were off key. All the while Ari watched you both with a soft smile on his pink lips loving how fast of friends you’d become.

And when you both fell asleep - you leaning on his shoulder and her across your lap - he couldn’t help but sneakily take a picture with his phone. Sending it to you with a message saying “looks like you’re amazing and a clear favorite too😉”.

[btsficsandsuch]

For the Love of Tangerines

Ever since you were little you’ve had a deep love for tangerines. You liked to start every day with one. The vibrant citrusy taste just brightened your day. Unfortunately, you’ve always hated having to peel them. You hated how the juice would get into the broken skin of your fingers causing them to burn even though just for a few seconds or how your hands would always be sticky afterwards. Trivial to most, but to you it was enough to cause distaste for the act.

That’s why you got so lucky when you met your boyfriend Yoongi. The dark haired boy who not only shared your love of tangerines, but also preferred to show how much he loved you through acts of service. Every morning you’d wake up to two tangerines sitting on the kitchen table, already peeled. Even when he had to leave for tour you’d open the fridge and find a bag of already peeled tangerines, enough to last until he came back.

Today you woke up in a particularly good mood. You and Yoongi had your first day off together in a couple months. He had promised you a day full of cuddles and kisses and everything you’ve missed for the last couple months. You turned over and saw that the bed was already empty. You hoped he was just in another room but to be honest you couldn’t remember if he had even came home last time. You made your way to the kitchen seeing your two tangerines sitting on the table, peeled and ready to brighten your day. As you made your way over to them you saw a note laying next to the plate. You instantly felt a knot from in your stomach. There’s no way he’d do this to you. You read the note over and over,

“Y/N I didn’t want to wake you. I’m going to spend the day at the studio. I have a lot to catch up on. I probably won’t be home until late at night so don’t wait up. Make sure you eat something and stay hydrated. I’ll try to call when I can. Love always, Yoongi.”

You scoffed at his note. He pretends to care, but he couldn’t even spend the day with you like he promised. You decided to give him a call. There was no answer. The second time and no answer. You call a third time and on the fifth ring he did answer, “What do you want Y/N? I’m busy.” You’re taken back by his harsh tone and now you’re really wishing you hadn’t called him. “I just wanted to know if you’re really not coming home today. We had a whole day planned.”, you questioned.

There was silence and you could hear a clicking sound which you knew was Yoongi working on his computer. He sighed, “Well that’s why I left the note Y/N. The company really needs us to get these songs finished and the deadline has been moved up week.” You couldn’t tell if you wanted to be hurt or angry. “Well if you don’t need anything Y/N I have to go. I have other things to do. I’ll try to call later.”, he said with clear annoyance.

You no longer felt hurt and went straight to anger. How could he talk to you like this? It’s like he didn’t care at all that he was throwing away the one day you had planned together. “I do need something Yoongi. I need you to start acting like you actually care about me. I need you to stop pushing me aside every chance you get. I just need you to act like you love me.”, you shouted the words at him a little louder than you intended.

The clicking on the keyboard stopped and for a few seconds there was silence. You even checked to see if he had hung up on you, but you saw his name still sat on your screen.

He took a deep breath, “Seriously Y/N, I don’t show that I love you? Sure I’m busy and can’t alway be there but things come up. I wanted to be there today but they didn’t give me a choice. I try to be there for you as much as I can. I make sure we always have your favorite cookies in the kitchen. Every Thursday after you wash the bedding I make sure to spray some of my cologne on the bed because I know it comforts you. I try to call and text you as much as I possibly can, sometimes even skipping meals just so I can speak to you. For god’s sake last night I came home in the middle of the night just to peel your stupid tangerines so you could have them in the morning. But you’re right I don’t love you.”

You tried to think of something to say but before you could speak the line went dead. The call had ended. He hung up on you. All the anger you had disappeared. You were so stuck on the fact that he went into work that you never even thought about all the little things Yoongi always did for you. Sure you were devastated that you weren’t spending the day together, but you should’ve given him a chance to explain and maybe come up with a different plan like going to visit him at the studio. Not wanting to be tempted to bother him again you hid your phone away and began on some chores you had been putting off. Anything to keep your mind busy.

It was nighttime when you finally finished everything you had to get done. You decided to finally check your phone, hoping there was anything from Yoongi. Your heart broke when you switched on the phone. A few messages from some friends and a missed call from your mom. Nothing from Yoongi. You knew you must’ve hurt him really bad. He always managed to text you to let you know he was okay and thinking about you, even if it was just a simple heart emoji. You felt the tears burning at the corner of your eyes. How could you have told him he didn’t love you? He might not always say it or be able to show it in person, but there was so much that he did to show his love for you.

You took a shower and got ready to sleep. Once in the bed you were greeted by the familiar scent of Yoongi’s cologne, thinking of how he took the time to spray the expensive liquid on the bed just to know that you’ll feel better. It was a comfort now more than ever. You just feared that this would be the last time you got to have this feeling.

Just before you were about to call asleep you decided to reach out to Yoongi. You didn’t expect him to text you back or even care really, but you still wanted him to know how you felt. You began the text,

“Yoongi, I want to apologize. I never should’ve questioned your love for me even though I was hurt. I was really looking forward to finally getting to spend some time with you and when I found out you were going to be gone all day I was devastated. I really just miss getting to spend some time with you. I need a hug right now more than anything. I’m sure you’re really busy and probably don’t even want to talk to me right now. I just wanted to let you know that I was sorry and I hope that soon you’ll let me show you how much I love you.”

You thought for a moment before typing up a second message, “And thank you for everything that you do for me. I realized I’ve never properly said that. Especially peeling my tangerines. I understand if you don’t want to do that for me any more after today.”

After hitting send you tucked the phone away. You managed to a couple hours of sleep but woke up feeling drained. You immediately reached for your phone praying that there was something from Yoongi. You felt sick to your stomach. No texts, no missed calls. Nothing. He really must be done you thought.

You put on some clothes and made your way to the kitchen. Just before you walked through the door the reality hit you. This will be the first time in two years that you’ll have to peel your own tangerines. You couldn’t help but laugh at yourself. How could something so dumb make you want to start crying your eyes out.

Taking a deep breath you walked into the kitchen and sitting on the kitchen table was a plate, with two peeled tangerines. Next to that plate was a note,

“Y/N, come by the studio at noon. We’ll order some lunch. Like you said you have some making up to do so I expect lot of hugs and kisses when you get here. I have a little little bit of making up to do too. Love Always, Yoongi.”

You couldn’t hide the smile on your face if you tried. You grabbed the tangerines, popping a piece in your mouth before making your way upstairs to get ready. He was right. You did have a lot of making up to do and you couldn’t be happier about it.

[lohotine]

Yan! Prune Juice Cookie x GN Reader. HEAD CANNONS

Warnings: Manipulation, stalking, drugging. (He's a Yandere, so those types of things.)

When he first saw you, he didn't think much of you. He didn't think much of anybody, actually.

Prune was slightly arrogant and believed himself to be above others.

It was only after you started hanging around him more, and complimenting him did he really start to adore you.

Trust me, praise is the #1 way to his heart. That and little touches, like holding hands.

He would start to stalk learn more about you.

First it was basic things, like your schedule or the general things you like.

But it soon became more.. obsessive.

He learned not only your dorm number, but it's entier layout. What kinds of food you ate, when your roommates came back. Everything you liked and everything you disliked.

Even what kind of hygiene products you used.

Man was WHIPPED. Completely obsessed with you.

Of course, everyone was oblivious to the types of things Prune was up to. He's a very sneaky and calculating man.

Eventually, Prune would start putting certain potions into your drinks and foods.

They were nothing bad, just small doese of a potion that would make you think of him.

Completely harmless!

It worked, of course. You two met much more often.

You couldn't figure out why he was appearing in the back of your mind so much more..

He swore to himself that he wouldn't go past that.

He was wrong.

He got super jealous when you were still hanging out with other friends.

He considered just poisoning them, but he knew you'd just be upset.

And he couldn't kidnap you and give you a potion to make you love him, since he wanted something real.

That's when fake, and especially nasty rumors started to circulate about you.

Strangers started to avoid you, and all of your friends left you

Except for Prune Juice, of course.

He would stay with you, since he knew they were fake.

He was the one who started them, after all.

But you don't need to know that.

He was the only person who stayed with you, thus the only person who you could depend on.

That's all he wanted.

You two got really close, and started dating. He didn't even have to drug you more since you were enthralled by him and him alone!

I mean, he's the only person who still treats you like a normal human being.

Those rumors isolated you from basically everyone.

If, for some odd reason, someone else still tries to talk you, he'll take care of it.

Will gladly inform them about the rumors in private, and if that doesn't work, he'll drug your food so you're in a very snappy mood.

You end up yelling at the new person, and they start to avoid you.

You feel really bad about it, thinking it's all your fault.

You even end up getting letters sometime afterwards that says you deserve to be alone since you're bratty and rude.

Prune sent them, of course, but he keeps it on the down-low.

Will comfort you after saying that he'd never leave you.

Will kiss you to make you feel better and gives you the most innocent smile.

Even after pulling a stunt like that..

In conclusion, he's a pretty shit yandere who manipulates you into being with him. Makes you feel hopeless and alone and then will be there for you when everyone else leaves. He even drugs you into sending some people away yourself, which makes you feel really bad.

He's a horrible person, but he puts on a very convincing show that makes him seem like a perfect and innocent angel.

(Haha, idc though, he won't have to manipulate me, I'll still date him 😍)

[tetsunabouquet]

Hey there! Idk if you still do knb but if you do and and are fine with it, can you please write some Murasakibara nsfw headcanons? Much thanks!

A/N: Of course I still do KNB… Anyways, here you go!

(18+)

-Don't be surprised at this man's oral addiction. He loves the taste of your pussy's love juices. -Sometimes, he's not even in the mood to actually have sex and he'll just eat ou out as you climax over and over again. -Which is why his favorite girl is one who squirts, because of how much more fluid he can feed on. He gulps it down like its his favorite soda. -Honestly, you don't need to worry this guy is too selfish in bed, Murasakibara's quite the opposite. -Often he praises you for how amazing you taste, and what a delicacy your pussy is. -He's low-key a bit submissive too. -Murasakibara likes a woman who's confident and strong willed. He likes it when you take charge and prefers you on top. -He does adore the view and watching your breasts jiggle as you ride him, even though he doesn't really cares for breasts all that much. It often tempts him into sucking away at your breasts because of how it reminds him of shaking pudding. -Once you get pregnant and start producing milk however, his interest in them skyrockets. He loves drinking your milk. -You have to smack him across the head when he starts pondering on wether he should use your breast milk instead of regular milk as an ingredient in pancakes. -He somewhat develops a minor breeding kink afterwards, just to keep the milk going. -Do not underestimate this man's gluttony. -Which is why he actually has a lot of food themed nicknames for you. Like Sugar, Candy or Cookie. -And also why, if he were to put on a playlist during sex, it would be one filled with songs using food metaphors like, Candy Shop by 50 Cent. -Birthday sex with Murasakibara can only mean one thing: Whip cream, lots and lots of it. -He also gets turnt on easily if you eat certain foods, like licking ice cream or hearing you moan when you eat your favorite for dinner. It's his kryptonite, I swear. -Murasakibara loves to snuggle and cuddle after sex. -He adores holding you as if you are his stuffed animal. -Murasakibara will bury his face in your hair, he loves the feel of it and the scent of you and your sweet shampoo. -It's not unusual for him to fall asleep still holding you like that. You honestly think it's kind of precious. -He drools a little in his sleep so he does get your hair wet too. -Even this man's dirty dreams consist out of you being covered in melted chocolate. There's no end to his hunger.

[reconstructwriter]

Lemon Blueberry Bread Pudding

Sorry, this is a little late but here’s your requested pics @charmwasjess! For everyone who needs some virtual comfort food for any reason what so ever…

[Alt Text: A skillet with blueberries studding a lemon-flavored bread pudding, baked to golden brown deliciousness]

I took out the last two slices of my mom’s lemon and blueberry cake from the freezer. It's about a year old now? Remained shockingly untouched so it needed repurposing. So did the dregs from the bag of twice baked lemon-blueberry cookies. This was enough to fill a 6-inch skillet, which is a good size to cry over alone or share with a friend.

[Alt Text: A cast iron skillet of cake and cookie chunks beside a plate of thawing blueberries]

For the wet ingredients I decided to halve my favorite bread pudding recipe because I calculated a the six inch skillet would be about half of an 8 by 8 square.

I'm not quite as good at math as I thought. No matter how hard I tried to cram all the liquid in there. This was a good use for that last shriveled lonely lemon which was just about ready to give up. I didn't want to wash a lemon juicer as well so I just used my hands and fished out all the lemon seeds afterwards. I'm sure I got them all 😊

[Alt Text: A small blue bowl with liquid ingredients stirred together with a fork]

Also stuffed some more blueberries in between all the cake and cookie bits. More blueberries is always better. I've got a bag of mixed frozen fruit so I just picked the blueberries out and thawed them. Once everything is nice and stale and arranged to my weird aesthetic appeal, I did what they say to do in every recipe and added wet ingredients to dry. The liquid was fairly thick so I had to move a few cake bits around and everything to get the liquid at the bottom so it could stick to the skillet. I probably should have at least buttered the skillet but I forgot (as always).

[Alt Text: A skillet of uncooked bread pudding almost overflowing with liquid and a few blueberries peaking out like islands]

Yup, I miscalculated. Eh, its fine. Exact science bread pudding is not. I also like em cause I can soak them overnight, shove the pan in the oven first thing in the morning, turn it on and go out for a walk. By the time I'm done walking breakfast (dessert) is done. I have yet to set even my oven on fire with this method. Putting a tray on the rack below to catch any drippings is a good idea though.

[Alt Text: A skillet with blueberries studding a lemon-flavored bread pudding, baked to golden brown deliciousness]

OMG this is so good y'all. I ate it almost as soon as it came out of the oven and this is amazing 10/10 I don't care if I'm burning my mouth. Everyone have some!

Actual Recipe: • 2.5 slices of stale/dry lemon-blueberry cake or whatever bread-type stuff you don't want to throw out. • more blueberries if you can get them • 1 pat butter, melted • one egg • ¾ cup of dairy (I used half lemon yogurt and half almond milk but whatever y’all got) • 1/3 a cup of sugar (or orange jam, or lemon curd) • one lemon’s worth of juice • half a teaspoon of vanilla extract

Instructions: RIP the bread or bread adjacent stuff until you have enough to fill a 6 inch skillet or pan or whatever you're using to bake this. Stuff in as much blueberries as you can. You can double the recipe for an 8-inch pan or quadruple it for 13x9.

Put the butter in a microwave safe bowl for a few seconds to melt, add egg next and beat. Then the sugar, your yogurt if you're using it and then finally finish off with other liquids, the lemon juice and extract. You don't have to do the ingredients this way but I've found this is the easiest way of mixing everything smoothly and leaves the fewest dirty dishes.

Add liquid ingredients to your pan of dry ingredients and let everything soak in. Preheat the oven to 350 and bake until its golden brown and delicious, about 30 minutes or you can put the pan in as soon as you turn on the oven and wait about 45 minutes. As long as it looks done.

The other good thing about bread puddings is they're very versatile so just about any bread substance and any liquid you can combine for whatever flavors you want. I've done regular, apple-pumpkin- cranberry and coconut-pineapple-lime!

[lorablackmane]

ISAT Act 5 Missable Interactions

I missed a shitton my 1st playthrough bc I was on that Siffrin mindset during act 5's loop and I realized afterwards I had a save in the meadow b4 everything. So I decided to compile stuff I found I missed 4 others who might've missed things too! Please keep in mind that below will be spoilers for this act and the next, and that there are some concerning things about Siffrin found here that I've labeled this post with a few trigger warnings. Check them before reading to decide if you want to read!

Updated!!!!!!!

Please note the section on the favor tree has new info!! If you don't want to know how a secret boss fight goes please skip the 2nd to last dot.

• Literally every kid in town is terrified by Siffrin now, ignoring him or telling them to go away. You'll walk away from the shopkeeper if you try to talk to him, causing Odile to look at Siffrin with concern. He eats the pain du chocolat in one bite, concerning the pastry maker.

• Says stepping on the banana peel isn't in the stage instructions if u try to use it now.

• Everything that had a smell in earlier chapters now smells like sugar.

• If you interact with the cookies on floor one Siffrin will try to eat one. It's as hard as a rock.

• Interacting with the landscape drawings in the broken egg key room makes them hysterically ask if they'll ever see anything outside this loop ever again.

• A new group of drawings are also here of Siffrin with his face completely blotted out like the friendship drawing.

• The dictionary makes him scream that he isn't taciturn anymore, is he?!

• Interacting with the "grape juice for adults" makes them say they hate alcohol (jlmfr) b4 taking a swig.. only to discover its actually just juice. They remark hysterically they can't even get drunk in peace here!

• Mira's dying plant reminds them of someone, and they remark how there's four happy, never changing plants all together on the other desk before hysterically laughing. Rubs their arms when passing the desks to try to simulate the human contact they'd get in earlier loops from their family.

• Says they'll make all the wishes come true if you Interact with the Head Housemaiden's wish survey.

• Rips the info on the King, if interacted with again they attempt their breathing exercises to no avail then suddenly smell sugar again.

• Looking at the drawings in this office will make Siffrin start thinking about defacing them, but remarks he doesn't have a pencil as he hysterically thinks scribble, scribble, scribble.

• Mocks themself for thinking odile is there if u interact with the checked out book list in the library.

• Gets upset if Interacting with the diary area bc they still can't say the name of their home country. Calls himself a stupid blinding idiot.

• Gets upset at the theater scroll section, stating why read one when you're in one. Tells themself to stop going off script and go if interacted with again.

• Wonders if they'll ever carve again when Interacting with the carving wood. States they'd like to carve the King if so so they can snap him in half if interacted with again.

• Interacting with the cupboard with eyepatch makes them say they're cold, their stomach hurts, they can't stop shaking and a headache is forming from thinking about their mistakes. Then they take the painkillers, one over the recommended dosage for their size.

• Interacting with food shelves makes them ask why their stomach hurts so much and they're so hungry like they haven't eaten in years.

• The croissant cookbook makes them grip their coin.

• The anthology of horror stories makes them repeat the scene with their family, before they mock themself again for knowing it by heart since they have always wanted to never forget

• Breaks one of the statues on the change God shelf in the pottery room.

• Refuses to take the gizmo, stating a fair fight or none at all.

• The clothing closet where Isabeau talks about your cloak makes him repeat the scene though says he's had this cloak forever in shaking text. When Isabeau goes to check the cloak Siffrin says that he doesn't touch them because they're disgusting. They say they're so cold. This time they realize they're hallucinating the others being there when they are going to do the final reply.

• They tell themselves to stop monologuing if they try to go towards the bathrooms.

• You can see the House inhabitants if you leave the final room!! And go back to Dormont to see the party they were getting ready for. The others will join Siffrin out of corcern for his mental state instead of stopping him which is nice. There's a bunch of interactions here I won't note but they're delights.

• Loop is gone, but Siffrin will leave their silver coin where they sat in a custom from his homeland.

Edit: thanks to @cleverretortnotfound for the hint that this changes! Instead of nothing there u find a silver coin. If interacted with he'll remark its the exact same as his own and call out to Loop, then ask if they should call them by their previous name... and Loop reappears. Silently they let Siffrin look them over, and though they don't have any features that mirror Siffrin's own... he knows. Theyre the same person. He takes their own coin out, flipping it before sending it to Loop who catches it without thinking. They look at it for a moment, before saying, "Oh stardust... so, you've won, haven't you? You broke the loops? Defeated the King? Talked to your party? Realized that all along, the reason you were stuck here was because of a stupid blinding wish you made? Awww. I'm soooo happy for you. You got your perfect ending, after all. And now... I have nothing left to say to you. So you should go."

Siffrin doesn't reply, causing Loop to ask why they're there still. What does he want them to say? WHAT ELSE IS THERE TO SAY? HE'S WON!

Once again, Siffrin doesn't reply. Loop laughs, before saying "oh, Stardust! You know, you know I was just like you once! A stupid, aimless traveler, trying to find any reason to keep going! And then, I met everyone! And I felt that finally, I had people i could count on, people I could love! And then, I got scared! And made the exact same mistake you did! Make a stupid blinding wish, hoping I could stay with them! Went through the House, tried to fight the King, tried to win! Did that for so long, I couldn't even give you a number! And then... I couldn't do it anymore. ...You see, not unlike you a few hours ago, I did a very special kind of giving up. But unlike you, who gave up on your wish, and almost destroyed the world in the process... I gave up on my wish, and destroyed myself.

And made another wish instead. I wished it could be over. I wished I could get out of here. I wished for someone to help me. For someone... Anyone, to help me!!! And someone did help me, right? The Universe did! They got me out of here! And trapped me in some other Siffrin's loops instead!!! And it was fine. It was different. It was even peaceful, for a while. I didn't have to stay inside the House, trying to defeat the King. I didn't have to fight, I didn't have struggle, I didn't have to do anything.

(Note: during the last paragraph, during the I wished section up until the scream for anyone to help,, we see stills from the intro animation where Siffrin eats the star. Theres a new still though, a close up of Siffrin crying out before he ate it.)

I just had to watch, and be happy that at least, I wasn't the only idiot out there who trapped themselves eternally in time. I just had to be happy that at least, this time, it wasn't me. And now. And now. AND NOW YOU-!!!

So! Since you won't leave, here's what I'm thinking... let's fight, you and I! Let's have a cute, minuscule, old-fashioned little fight like a bonded couple. Okay~?"

Once again, Siffrin doesn't reply and Loop laughs, "nothing to say, still? Haha... HAHAHAHA!! STARS, killing you would make me SO HAPPY. (note: during this sentence temporarily Loop turns into Siffrin and looks rather... concerning) Are you ready?"

Siffrin tries to speak up, but Loop says they don't get a choice.

The battle commences, with Loop saying let's just get to it. Loop strikes with stars but isn't very strong, they loop back the 1st time you win, the 2nd, the 3rd, and on the fourth the photo changes (will add link to another post with pics later).

At the end of the battle Loop looks away before saying, "you... Siffrin, Stardust, whatever our real name actually is... just kill me."

Siffrin is shocked and asks why. "Why," they say, "Are you stupid? Isn't it obvious?! I wanted to kill you!! So I could take your place!! I wanted what you have!!! Stars, I still do! You... you don't.. you don't want another you walking around. You should just kill me and get on with your stupid life!!"

This makes Siffrin laugh and reply their self-hatred isn't strong enough that'd they'd kill another version of themselves. Loops laughs at that and says he's got weird priorities... then say but what if they're asking him? What if Loop wants this? What if dying is the ending they want?! Siffrin doesn't reply and Loop starts to beg, "Stardust, please, please just kill me!!! I don't want to be here! What else is there for me now?! You've won, so I should be gone!! I can't go back to how it was before, because that past is gone! I can't go back to my friends, because they wouldn't recognize me!! There's nothing else for me to do, no script to follow, no Universe to lead me, I-"

They can't continue, sobbing. "Why.. why did it have to be you...? I could've... I wanted to... if only back then, I... if I had held on longer... maybe then..."

Oh Loop, Siffrin thinks. But don't you get it, he says. Loop asks what is there to get. The reason he succeeded, he replies, but Loop still doesn't understand. They take Loop's face into their hands as they say Loop was the reason they succeeded! Without them, he would've given up too. Because they were by Siffrin's side they continued going. Yes they didn't tell him everything, yeah they didn't know what to do... but knowing they were here and he wasn't alone...

They tearfully reply he's lying, but he says he's not. They shout again Siffrin is lying, but they reply again they're not! They try to scream it again, but siffrin stops them by saying, "Loop. Mira sends her thanks, by the way. They all do." Confused Loop repeats the word thanks, adding "...to me...?"

Siffrin laughs, and reminds them they helped the others get to the King. That they sent their thanks for leading them to Siffrin. For helping them save him. Loop can't reply, and Siffrin says, "See?"

"Stardust... why couldn't it have been me...?" Loop asks, to which Siffrin replies they don't know. Maybe it was the script, maybe it was the Universe, or maybe... maybe it's no one's fault. Loop is silent once more and he replies, "I'm sorry, Siffrin."

Finally using Loops real name. Then adds, "And thank you, Loop. Without you, I would've given up a long time ago. Thank you for helping me, this whole time."

Loop doesn't respond and Siffrin goes, "Loop, we can-"

Loop cuts them off, "Siffrin." He flinches as they continue, "Please, you're going to have to talk to them, from now on. No more keeping how you feel from them. We both know where this leads. And if one day, no matter what you do, everyone's paths and yours diverge... you'll have to learn to be okay with it. We cant... we can't do this again. Hold them hostage, against their knowledge, against their will, just because we're lonely. Learning to talk to them... learning to let go... it'll be hard. It'll feel impossible. You might think you'd rather die than share how you feel. After all, isn't bottling things up the reason you managed to break the loops? You didn't have to tell them anything until the very end, and it turned out fine didn't it?"

Siffrin is silent, then attempts to say but, but if I talked to them earlier, then maybe - then gets cut off by loop, "Yeah, dummy. If only you had been strong enough to talk to them, maybe this whole story wouldn't have happened at all. If only... oh well. It doesn't matter now."

Loop starts to disappear. Siffrin asks where they'll go now? Loop sadly replies, "Oh, stardust... I don't know! I'll join you so we can become one? I'll Die? I'll stay under this tree forever? Does it matter?"

You can choose between it does and I guess it doesn't. I won't update this with the other, I'm sorry but this is taking a toll on me, so I'll atleast tell you what "It does!" Leads to.

They laugh, then say Siffrin's sweet. "Aww, don't worry, Stardust. Somehow... I'm sure I'll see you again. You... and everyone else. Mirabelle, Isabeau, Odile, and Bonnie. I need to accept their thanks in person, don't I? That's just basic etiquette. And I'll need to give you back your silver coin eventually!"

Siffein agrees, and Loop continues, "...hmm. I'll see you all again soon enough, Stardust. I promise! I super promise! I super duper promise! So don't forget me, okay?"

The screen fades, leading us back to the gang. They welcome Siffrin back and ask if everything's okay. He says he thanked Loop, to which they're relieved. Odile says she was hoping they'd bring em back so she could thank them in person, and the others agree though Isa says they looked shy so maybe they were too embarrassed. Which is too bad because he had so many questions, and so he hopes they see them again soon. Bonnie says they wanted to know how Loop glows and how it felt, to which Mira chides them saying you can't ask someone how they glow. Bonnie is flabbergasted, making the others laugh.

Odile adds she hopes Siffrin told them they can see the gang anytime. Sadly Siffrin smiles before saying he did, and how they too hope Loop says hi again soon. The others note Siffrin looks sad while saying this to which he replies he was thinking of Loop. The others tell them they'll have to tell the gang more about them then soon. Like how they met and why they're a star. Also how they knew about the loops. They then go back to the final room.

• The best artist ever has something new in the epilogue.

Souvenirs

Silver coin

B4: grips it in his pocket.

Epilogue: remarks that it's been with them through it all and feels like it could've been used for something. Backstory no longer unlockable, but can be used at the Favor tree.

Drawn card

B4 epilogue: says it's a traveler walking to their death with open eyes, rips it apart.

The end: looks at the card and just says "it's you!"

Epilogue: says it's a traveler starting a new journey, the card is labeled the fool.

Bright flower

B4 epilogue: tears off all the petals then discards it

The end: says it's still here.

Epilogue: you still have the flower, he says before deciding that it's theirs now!

Friendship doodle

B4: Siffrin's face is blotted out, no reaction to viewing this..

Epilogue: their face is no longer missing. Unknown whether this was a hallucination on their end or not.

Clay

B4: presses it between their hands to try and help them with their breathing exercises.

The end: squish, squish they say.

Epilogue: Clay they say, before making a star. 

Piece of glass

B4: uses it to self harm by piercing it through a bit of the back of their arm multiple times. Says stars afterwards, can't tell if being sarcastic and calling the dots they made that or screaming the word like a curse as usual. (Updated: if used a second time Siffrin says they're making more tiny stars. Concerning)

The end: they say hide it, hide it don't make the others worried.

Epilogue: they become scared and startled, saying they need to be careful. Then they toss it before they can hurt themself.

Broken doll

B4: fixes the clothing on it, if u click on the cupboard it's from again tells it it'll see the end if it's the last thing it does.

The end: turns the doll so it can see everything.

Epilogue: they hold it close as they look at the sky, saying they both made it.

Crumpled poem

B4: genuinely could not read this the first seven times but using the capture reveals after reading it Siffrin repeatedly says they want to go home.

Epilogue: they read it, then say they'll never go home again, but maybe they can make a new one. They can't wait to see if they can.

Mirror picture

B4: no reaction. Says its of them and the actors despite no one being there.

Epilogue: they grip it tightly before tossing it, saying it's in the past now. That they're fine, they're fine! And if not they will be soon.

Long thingy-thing

B4: tosses it, saying it's not needed anymore.

Epilogue: they say it's their long thingy now.

[darkbluekies]

get to know me 2

This was supposed to come up on my birthday but I forgot

I LOVE history. My favorite things to read about are:

― ocean liners (such as titanic/lusitania/andrea doria etc) collect everything I can get my hands on.

― crimes (jack the ripper, bonnie and clyde etc)

― royalty (the romanovs, henry the eight and his wives, current english royal family etc)

― WW2 (my friend loves to read about WW1 and I love to read about WW2, soulmates I think)

― dolls. Bisque, celluloid, wood, paper marche (?). Love it. I collect them too♡

― architechture and fashion. things were just prettier back then

I love to make things from scratch

— ice cream, raw juice, lemonade, strawberry milk, cookies, cakes, pies, bread, butter, you name it. I love being in the kitchen, even if it looks like a mess afterwards and the fire alarm goes off.

Running and walking are my passion, I can't function without it<33 I often walk 2h+ <33

My favorite musicians (aka the ones i love to listen to the most):

— Natewantstobattle (since 2017)

— tripleS (since 2022, since S9) aka my absolute favorite group in kpop. The Boyz (since 2018) are my favorite boy group and used to be my absolute favorite but I dont listen to their music that often, I've sadly grown apart from it

— Dion (DiMucci) (started listening a little 2020 and onwards and have been exploring him majorily 2024)

I love plants!!!!

— I either have real ones or crochet them!

I have crocheted hanging plants, daisy's, lavender and something more I don't remember. I own a strawberry plant, a smultron plant, a palm looking thing and a dried rose. Roses are my favorite flower♡♡

I come from a very talented and creative family

— my father is a punk rock drummer, my mother a painter, my great grandfather a painter, my grandfather a poet/writer/author, my little cousins singers etc♡

[asher-agere]

thinking about transfem baby saki and transfem cg honami.. I like to think that Honami can help a lot whenever saki is experiencing dysphoria because she can sympathy with her on that and help her feel better whenever she’s super small. Leo/need more like trans/gender

YES. Trans Leo/Need is so real… I mean just look at them all. A group of high school girls all bonding about their girlhood? They’re girls btw. In case it wasn’t mentioned. Girls. Plus of course we love mama Honami!

Transfem Little Saki + Transfem Caregiver Honami

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꩜ I love Saki and Honami’s relationship! Honami has such a positive vibe, she’s really good at soothing Saki! Saki is so outgoing that she overshadows Honami’s nervousness! She knows when to push Honami a little bit out of her comfort zone and she makes everything fun! They may seem like polar opposites at times. But they really balance each other out! It makes for an awesome duo!

✿ Saki loves her snacks! I think she’d especially like things that look cute. She always wants Honami to take her picture with her snacks! “Hona Hona looks! Picture?” Honami of course takes her picture! Then after Saki eats she gets to edit the pictures however she wants! Lots of cute stickers and silly filters hehe. Honami will laugh at her in a light hearted manner and run her fingers through Saki’s bangs

꩜ Saki has a bunch of plushies, and she wants to include them in everything! She likes having pretend picnics or tea parties! She makes her own little outfits for her plushies and dresses them up! (Sewing is only for out of headspace! Babies can’t have needles) Honami supplies the snacks (Main course of sandwiches and apple pie) then she fills them teacups with juice! Usually apple juice hehe

✿ I think when Saki feels dysphoric she cries a lot. She just feels so tiny and helpless… She loves dressing up to look cute! But all the girls clothes don’t fit her right. If she puts her hair up it reveals her masculine face shape. She can’t really do makeup with the coordination of a baby… It’s all just so sad! She feels so gross and she can’t do a single thing about it!

꩜ Luckily HonaMama to the rescue! Honami will help her pick out frilly tops to hide a flat chest, talk Saki out of skin tight clothes that she knows will upset the little one. She’ll help Saki keep her bangs out to frame her face and hide behind a bit. Honami may not be great at the makeup stuff to make one’s face look more feminine, but she’ll take colorful eyeliners and draw pretty hearts or stars on Saki’s face! Or she’ll take stickers and cover the area in blush! It makes Saki giggle when she looks into the mirror instead of feeling gross!

✿ Also following ‘traditional’ gender roles can help with dysphoria! (Coming from someone who got into football when I was experimenting as a trans boy) Even if gender norms are stupid, if it’s engraved into your perception it can be used beneficially. So baking! It’s traditionally a feminine thing, Honami started doing it to help with her dysphoria, she lets Saki help her! She calls it baking time for the girls hehe

꩜ Honami knows how to bake a bunch of different things! She specializes in apple pies of course, she can even make the crust into pretty designs! Saki likes cookies though I think! She loves forming the dough into cool shapes, and decorating! So much frosting, and sprinkles! And edible glitter! Lots of pink of course. But also rainbows! And gold! Saki is almost always a mess and needs a bath afterwards-

✿ Speaking of baths! Saki loves bath bombs! She loves making the water all pretty pink and sparkly! Especially if there’s a toy inside! It hides her yucky masculine body and it looks so pretty and pink! Oh and bubble baths of course! She loves it when Honami washes her hair for her. All her soaps have floral or fruity scents and they’re usually tinted pink! If they’re not that’s ok, but she really likes the pink ones!

꩜ Pet names time! Honami loves to use feminine and girly nicknames for Saki! “Princess” and “Beautiful” make Saki feel like a pretty princess! Also the mandatory Leo/Need star themed pet name of course! She looves to call Saki “Little Star” This also makes Saki think of her brother hehe. He’s the big star and she’s the little one! She’ll giggle and babble to Honami about this stuff while Honami gently brushes the babies hair!

✿ Saki is such a little hairdresser! While big Saki can do all sorts of cool styles, baby Saki isn’t that coordinated. Lots of hair clips! Poor Honami, her head feels so heavy with all the hair clips… Saki can also do braids! But she especially likes it when she can babble about what she wants and Honami does it for her! She likes to sit in front of the mirror to watch what Honami does! Saki is very protective of her hair too! If she’s playing with something like slime first thing she does is go to Honami like “Hona! Can hair?” Then she puts it into a ponytail with her hands to show what she wants!

꩜ Saki loves all kinds of kids food! This includes mac and cheese! Honami… Hates cheese. Saki will come up to her with those big sad puppy dog eyes, holding a box of mac and cheese and Honami’s just like “Again..? Yes yes I’ll get started Princess!” Then Saki sits on the counter and happily kicks her feet while Honami makes the food! Poor Honami. Saki finds out about mac and cheese in different shapes and she only eats even more of it…

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Erm… So I like this duo more than I realized apparently. I HAVE MORE IDEAS BUT I CUT MYSELF OFF CAUSE THIS IS ALREADY LONG- But omg. Also Saki is just my favorite regressor to write about because. She has health issues, she was in a hospital for most of her childhood, and she’s really clingy? Yeah BAM. BABY STAMP. RIGHT ON THE FOREHEAD

[piece-of-hweat]

Little Nightmares Headcanons!!

(May change over time n stuff)

listed from youngest to eldest

RUNAWAY 9y/o

No clue, he/him

Really good at swimming (main reason why I draw him as a fish-person)

Loud, confident idiot (stares at Tommy-Innit)

Hates broccoli.

Lactose intolerant

Hates being wrong/failing

Very much a "act-before-think person"

Break dances epically

Competitive. Very competitive. (especially with Six)

Hates Six's guts

Has a collection of ships in bottles

Either Runaway or Mono are trans... I just want like... supportive brother arc please--

Plays with sticks

Knows one word in French. And it's piscine. He was the one who told Mono about the piscine joke.

Athletic

SIX - 9y/o

Aro/ace, she/it

loves ducks

Will bite (you and your belongings)

Won't scratch (she bites her nails)

Knows how to swim on the surface

Pupils are slightly slitted

Sharp canines

Growls and hisses when she’s really mad, or extremely not in the mood for anything

Had a duck and mouse plush at some point

Will tear Runaway into pieces if she could

There was a head-canon idea where Six has some form of DID, OSDD, UDD, etc. I don't really use this headcanon a lot because I myself don't have DID, so :/

Dark humor

NOONE - 10y/o

She/her

Animal lover <3

Clutches/fiddles with the ends of her clothing when nervous

Looks confused/concerned and scared 24/7

Likes drawing (probably has some animal doodles in her school books)

Listens to Mono's late night singing.

Allergic to nuts (once, at school, a group of students with pbj sandwiches "offered" Noone the sandwiches despite her declining. She was sent to the ER shortly after and was excused from school for the rest of the day and the day afterwards.)

Probably will get along with Six

Ticklish

Reads a lot

Laughs at Six's jokes.

Around the same height as Mono (taller than Raincoat)

Smartest (academically) in the group

LOW - 10-11 y/o

Bird nerd

Always liked reading comic books (especially the super-hero ones)

Percussion my beloved <3

Listens to your problems and gives you decent advice

Took up archery in school

Makes friendship bracelets

*insert epic secret handshake*

Ticklish

Probably makes music with Mono and Raincoat

Apple Juice lover

Plays with sticks

Very strategic

Probably plays chess or smth

Gamer /pos

Athletic

ALONE - 10-11 y/o

She/he

Listens to your problems and gives you… advice. Not good, not bad. Just advice.

Engineering <3 (probably would be really into those lego-machines)

Hits harder than a truck. Be careful, you might've shatter a bone.

Probably was a batter in baseball

Probably will win in a arm-wrestle against Mono.

Hits you lightly when laughing

Allergic to nuts

Apple juice lover

Doesn't talk much

G R E E N

Knows how to handle and discharge a gun properly. Do not ask her how or why she knows this. He simply does.

Person with the most amount of obscure knowledge (more people drown in freshwater than they do in saltwater. fear that creek in the forest behind your house. fear it. It will take your life one day)

Fascinated by wires and Mono's powers

Probably needs glasses

Reads a lot

MONO - 10-11y/o

Bi, He/him

Is British

Plays the violin (but it’s more like a guitar bc it’s big for him and he lost the bow)

Despite being taller than average, he walks around on his tippy toes

Barely knows how to swim (just fails around and barely stay afloat)

Dino-arms

Knows very limited amounts of Japanese and German (knows a couple of words in French, but only really remembers bonjour and piscine)

Punches hit like a truck, but it hurts Mono's hand a lot

Asthma

Very ticklish

stands awkwardly in the corner

Probably makes music with Raincoat and Low

Plays with sticks (uses them to direct magic)

Broken humor

Has negative associations with trains (doesn't like them)

RAINCOAT - 11-12 y/o

No Clue, She/her

Is Sisi

LOVES horses

Wanted to be an actress because MAKE UP, COSTUMES!! ACTING!! SINGING!! AAAAA!!

Good at cooking and baking (stares at my Bakes-Cookies-for-Otto headcanon)

Has some experience with piano and choir, but nothing else really

Bestest big sister ever

Will totally paint your nails while you ramble about something

Really likes playing with hair (another career dream she had was a hair stylist)

Will tease you (/lh)

Really pretty voice <3

Typically the one breaking conflict up

Probably makes music with Mono and Low

Reads bedtime stories to others

Around the same height as Mono (shorter than Noone)

Also, secret funky art post on youtube

[passionwillow]

Christmas Time

I couldn’t get this idea of making cookies with Rocker and then fucking afterwards out of my head.. So here you go! It’s kinda just a little blurb.

Warnings: SMUT 18+ Plus sized!reader x Rocker

- Convincing Rocker to make Christmas cookies with you wasn’t hard. He loves Christmas and anything that means spending time with you, he’s down for.

- Mixing up the cookie dough, cutting out shapes, he’s doing it all. Especially pulling hit pans out of the oven because, hello, you could burn yourself? He’ll take care of it.

- Now DECORATING them. Oh, boy, just stand aside. Trees can only be green, obviously, that’s what makes sense. The snowflakes? Blue, of course. The Santa hats need to be red, baby, it’s for the aesthetic.

- He gets so into the frosting part of this whole cookie baking date night. There’s smudges of blue on his cheeks, there’s red on his nose. The green from the trees is on his chin and sprinkles might have ended up in his hair?

- By the time all the cookies are frosted, put in containers and stored away, he’s smiling ear to ear. You’ve never seen him so content. It isn’t until you reach up to ruffle his curls and wipe his nose he realizes how dedicated he was.

- “You still have some by your mouth, right here.” You direct him, pointing to the corner of his mouth. He smiles innocently and leans closer to you, his hands braced in the counter, effectively trapping you there. “Can you get it, babe?”

- You grin and lean up, tongue slowly licking the bit of frosting off his mouth. His eyes close briefly and he sighs, taking a moment before looking down at you, forgetting all the flour and frosting and sprinkles on the table.

- His mouth collides with yours in a heated, needy kiss, his hands exploring your curves and plush hips before settling on your ass, roughly squeezing before picking you up, turning and walking you to the kitchen table.

- (he loves showing off and randomly picking you up literally just because he can)

- He doesn’t need to pull away, doesn’t need to remove his tongue from your mouth to lean over and shove the table clear, the clashing of dishes ignore as he lays you back.

- There’s frosting and sprinkling everywhere at this point. Smeared on your cheeks, his mouth, your hands and his. Your clothes were with his, tossed haphazardly on the dishes that were so rudely thrown aside.

- There’s frosting smeared across his chest where you admired his muscles. There’s frosting smeared across your tits where he deliberately wiped it and licked it off. Your inner thighs, where he licked it off before tasting your pretty pussy (it’s even sweeter, he had teased).

- You’d begged him to lick it off his abs but he was so hard and desperate by then you’d made him promise to let you do it later before he sunk into you. His cock stretching and filling you so fucking good, his hands holding your hips in a vice grip as he fucked you.

- God he loved watching your tits bounce with his thrusts, loved the pretty sounds you made as his cock dug deeper and deeper into you. Your moans and whines, the hitch in your breath at an especially hard thrust.

- The way you soaked his cock, your juices glistening on his shaft.. It drove him insane.

- He leaned over you and braced himself on the table, hips postponing at a steady rhythm as he growled. “Look so pretty, taking my cock like this. Wanna cum, princess? Wanna cum all over my cock?”

- Oh god his dirty talk drove you insane. Every word went straight to your core, your walls clenching and fluttering around his thick shaft as you whimpered. But that wasn’t an answer.

- He grabbed your throat and gave a brief squeeze, eyes in yours as he purred. “Use your words.” You gazed up at him absolutely entranced, lips parting before you whined. “I wanna cum.”

- His grin was answered enough, and both of you came with lewd moans and grunts. You’d barely caught your breath before he was picking you back up, hands on your thighs and cock still buried inside you as he took you upstairs.

- He wasn’t finished yet.

[dragonsofunity]

Lets say the dragons are having a particularly bad day and are down in the dumps... What do they do to cheer up? Do they play around, write stuff down, smash some clay stuff? I must know - 🦎 anon

Pitaya dragon cookie.

. This dragon has a raging temper, they get mad very easily and snap into fiery blaze when the right buttons are pushed. They usually go on a destroying things spree to calm down but there are a few other things that can calm them. Offering to spar with Pitaya will help give them an outlet to let their rage out, but also giving them offerings of things they like such as berry juice will help calm that temper.

Ananas dragon cookie.

. When Ananas flies off the handle they usually throw a tantrum of sorts, stomp around, roar, or act on what’s caused that anger. When it comes to calming themselves down, they either treat themselves to a bath and the finest of fruits to snack on or they take a long flight around the island to ease themselves back into a calmer mood. Offerings of gold also work.

Lotus dragon cookie.

. Lotus is near always calm, it’s very rare for them to be angry or upset but when they are they have a few simple solutions. First, they get rid of the source of their negative emotions, second, they’ll spend some time in their chamber’s pond with tea and play music on their beloved mandolin.

Lychee dragon cookie.

. This kid throws a huge tantrum when they’re upset, they can’t stand things not going their way, so they just need to vent their emotions in order to get it all out. Secretly, they like turning into Mangosteen so they can go play in the village with Rambutan cookie, that also calms them down.

Longan dragon cookie.

. Similar to Lotus they don’t get angry, upset, down, or even emote easily, calm and collected. When they do get angry, they barely even show it. First things first they get rid of the source of the anger, afterwards they take some time to themselves to calm down and even their mood. They do greatly enjoy spending time in the palace garden.

[idk6123]

Rags To A Home (Andrew Van De Kamp X Male Reader)

The chilly wind goes through the friend group as they enjoy a night in the town. With it being Friday, they don’t have to worry about staying up too late and coming to school too late. During their travels, they walk through a street, where the homeless teen, Andrew, is sleeping on a couch. He holds a blanket dearly for his life. As the group passes by him, he suddenly wakes up by the chattering.

“They really need to do something with all these homeless.”

“How? Give them jobs? Or just put them out?”

“Do you guys have to be so cynical? We’re literally passing by them.” Along the group, there seems to be one person who seems to have at least some compassion.

“You will be complaining too if you keep seeing them every time you get to the supermarket.”

Andrew merely sighs tiredly and closes his eyes, trying to ignore them. Out of nowhere, he hears a thud. From the corner of his eyes, he sees the students accidentally hits his backpack and let it slide a few feet away from him. It doesn’t appear none of them notices. However, as most of the group walks away, one person stops to grab the bag and swiftly running back.

Andrew has a quick look on who the person is. It’s a guy. He looks normal, totally different from how he looks right now. Though there is kindness in his eyes, he’s a bit nervous, even though he doesn’t notice Andrew looking at him.

“Thanks.”

The teen looks startled as his eyes lays on Andrew. He puts the bag next to Andrew’s chair. “You’re welcome.”

“Y/N! You coming!?”

“Coming!”

With that, the boy turns around and runs to rejoin the group. Andrew let another sigh. Although the world seems to keep kicking him to the ground, he does appreciate small acts of kindness.

-

Couple of days later, and the teen cycles to his school. With his backpack on his back, he’s prepared for the school day. As he cycles through the streets, there appears to be a roadblock in his way. So, he uses a different route, which revolves him to be in the same street he and his friends passed a couple of days ago. As he cycles, his eyes instantly lie upon the homeless teen. He can’t help but stop cycling as he stares at the other guy, who notices him.

“Morning.”

“Morning.” Y/N isn’t usual speaking to homeless people. Hell, strangers in general. But seeing someone homeless around his age he finds it disturbing. He stops cycling and parks it next to Andrew’s place. Afterwards, he walks towards him. “I hope what happened days ago didn’t cause you any trouble.”

“Not really. But was nice of you for helping me out.” Andrew grabs his can and shakes it. Y/N hears a couple of coins from it. “Any chance I can help me out again?”

“I left my money back at home. Sorry.”

“Oh. It’s alright.”

Feeling sorry for the teen, Y/N puts his bag down. Andrew curiously watches as Y/N grabs out what appears to be his lunch. “I got a sandwich… 3 juice boxes… and a chocolate chip cookie.” He generously hands over the food towards Andrew, who looks gratefully.

“Thanks man. You sure you don’t need it?”

“I ask a friend to buy me something. Besides, you need it more.”

Andrew smiles. “Thanks. That means a lot, Y/N.”

“How did you…?” Y/N then remembers his friends calling out his name. “Never mind. I’m glad I could help… uhm…”

“Andrew.” He hands out his free hand, allowing Y/N to shake it.

“It’s nice to meet you. Anyway, school is about to start, so I gotta go. Take care.”

“You too.”

-

Ever since that day, Y/N visit Andrew right before his school starts. He convinced his parents to give him lunch money instead of making lunches of him. So, Y/N then makes his own lunches, only to give it to Andrew. Alongside giving the food, the two made some small talk before Y/N needed to go.

One day, though, Andrew spots Y/N cycling towards him in the afternoon. He looks stressed and requested something. Minutes later, they get in a fast food restaurant. Andrew is enjoying the fries Y/N bought for him in exchange for helping him out with his homework.

“And then… you calculate this… by dividing this… and that’s your answer.” Y/N follows the steps Andrew gave and after calculating it, he writes down the answer. Afterwards, he shows it to Andrew, who checks it. “Yeah, you did it right.”

“Holy shit! Finally.” Y/N is happy he got to solve it. “I don’t get why I can’t just use a calculator. There is a reason they exist.” Andrew merely laughs as he continues eating. “Can I ask you something?”

“Shoot.”

“Well, you’re clearly smart. Both books and just in general. And you’re young enough to live with your parents. So… why are you homeless?”

Andrew is a little caught off by Y/N, but he doesn’t mind the question. After all, there are barely any people who are willing to talk to him. “You can blame my alcoholic mom for that. If she didn’t abandon me at the side of the road, maybe I would still have a roof over my head.”

“Oh…” Y/N frowns. “Sorry to hear that.”

“It’s alright. I hate her anyway long before that.” Andrew merely shrugs Y/N concern off. “Right now though, I have to worry about other things. …Any chance you got any other homework you need help with?”

The student didn’t, but he doesn’t want to leave Andrew just yet. So, from his bag, he grabs his English homework. As they move on with that, Y/N wants to learn more of his friend. “Do you want to talk about it? You’re past?”

“There isn’t much to say. She’s this controlling, traditional trad-wife and if you think it isn’t that bad, she interrupted my father’s funeral just because the tie didn’t match with his outfit.”

“Yikes.”

“And now imagine living with her.” Andrew adds. Although venting about his life, he looks like he accepted the situation just a bit. “There is plenty of more stories. I remember coming out to her and my dad. Now, my dad didn’t had an issue with it, but she was quick to call the priest to put me in conversion camp.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. Though it sounds like your dad was a good man.”

Andrew chuckles. “Trust me. He wasn’t perfect. He cheated and had this weird BDSM fetish. Still, way better than my mom.”

“So… what are you planning?” Y/N wonders. “For the future.”

The blonde scratches his head. “Well… surviving in general. Get a job. With some luck, find a rich husband.”

Y/N hums. “If only if I was rich…”

“Oh.” Andrew is impressed Y/N is interested in it. “I appreciate the complement, but you wouldn’t want to marry me after you learn what I do to live.”

Y/N looks concerned. “Are you a criminal or something?”

“No, not like that.” Andrew looks amused, but soon drops his smile. “To get money, I perform… deeds that makes men very happy.”

Y/N instantly knows what he’s meaning. “You’re a sex worker?”

Andrew nods. “Yeah, I guess.” There is an awkward silence between them, with Y/N looking away and back to his work. “Well, if by any chance you also want help with other needs, you can come to me.” He can’t help but crack a joke, but Y/N doesn’t look amused. Andrew then drops his smile. “Look, you don’t have to feel sorry for me.”

“Sorry. I just find the situation fucked up.” Y/N replies. He continues to look stoic. “And I wish I could help more.”

“I don’t expect you to give me a house or something. You already gave me more than most people.” Andrew assures. “And not just that, you’re the first guy that actually wants to hang out with me. Not many people want to be associated with a homeless guy unless it’s for sex.”

Still, Y/N remains quiet, thinking about the situation. “Thank you for saying that… but I got to do something about this.”

“How? Empty your entire back account?” Andrew is curious what he’s thinking. “I won’t say no, but I’m definitely questioning what’s wrong with you.”

“Look, I don’t know what to do, but I think of something.”

Though thinking Y/N has no chance for fixing the situation, Andrew can’t help but appreciate his help. “You will go through whatever you’re doing just for me. You must really like me, huh?”

Y/N hums amused. “Well, if things were normal, I definitely would ask you out. Just… let’s make sure you’re safe first.”

“And you don’t care that I had how many dicks?”

“Must mean you’re good at sex.”

Andrew laughs, not expecting the joke. “I like to see what you’re going to do. But if that won’t work, feel free to go to me, whether it’s homework or something fun.”

“I appreciate the offer, but if we’re going to do it, it’s going to be free.”

-

Couple of days later, and Y/N has a solution. So, he goes to his friend to tell the good news, only to see a middle-aged man offering money to Andrew, but it looks more like he’s paying him, which makes Y/N sick. He quickly cycles to his friend to stop what’s happening.

“Yo, got a minute?”

“I’m… kinda busy.” Andrew points to the man, making Y/N frown. Thus, from his hands, Y/N snatches the money to give it back to the man. “Hey!���

“Go buy yourself porn or something. Beat it.”

The stranger looks shocked, but he doesn’t question it and walks away, making Andrew sighs. With a glare, he looks back at Y/N. “Thanks Y/N. You just lost me my dinner.”

“Then allow me to give it to you, because I find a solution.” Now, this peaks Andrew’s curiosity. “You’re moving in with me.”

The homeless man looks stunned. “You serious? I thought you lived with your parents?”

“Yes, but I convinced them to let you move in with me.”

“Did you mention that I’m homeless and a whore too?”

“Only the homeless part. I just twisted the truth a bit.” Y/N replies. Andrew looks eager what he said, so Y/N obliged. “I did lie about you being my boyfriend, but it was for a good cause! See, I told them that I’m in a long relationship with a closeted guy, but once he came out, he get kicked out of his mom’s house. And since I’m on my parent’s good side, they’re willing to let you stay for at least a couple of days and once he finds a suitable place for you to live, that’s when you move out.”

The blonde definitely didn’t expect that. “You want to live together? What are you up to?”

“Nothing! I’m just here to help you.” Y/N defends himself. “Oh, and if you’re not comfortable with the boyfriend part, we can say we end up as friends or something.”

Andrew can’t help but smile. He can’t think of anyone else that showed this amount of kindness towards him. Not his mom, not his dad, not his sister. Not even Justin, who was the only one that cared for him. He walks towards the guy to kiss him on the lips. Y/N returns it and after three seconds, Andrew pulls back.

“Thank you, Y/N. You’re a great guy. Guess you will receive that free sex after all.”

Y/N chuckles. “Not to be rude, but can we check up at the doctors before…”

“Fair.” Andrew hums. “I can return the favor anytime.” With a smile, Andrew looks back at his now former sleeping place. “I’m not missing that chair.”

“How long ago was it when you slept in a bed?”

“Way too long.” Andrew looks back. “Wait, I’m sleeping in a bed?”

“My parents are okay with us sharing the room. They know we don’t do it when they’re home. …They keep telling me how thin the walls are.”

Andrew laughs happily. “Nice to know that my parents in law are going to be better than my actual parents.” He walks towards his bag to grab it. Once on his back, he looks back to his boyfriend. “I’m done with this dump. Let’s go.”

Y/N grabs his bike and looks behind him. “Get on loser. We’re going home.”

With a sprint, Andrew jumps on the back of the bike as Y/N begins cycling away. The former homeless man grabs his boyfriend’s torso as he slowly watches his former home fade away. With his head against Y/N’s back, he can imagine all the pain of the past away. No more living with Bree Van De Kamp. No more restrictions or ridiculous rules. Maybe now he can finally live in a normal family, with normal parents that has a great, selfless son, which he hopes he’s going to spend a very long time with. Hopefully his entire life.