#and yeah not always and i will on occasion have a little snack later at night

[halfricanloveyou]

intermittent fasting is based on science though. it won’t make you lose tons of weight, but at night time your body’s digestive system naturally begins to slow down because it believes it’s time for bed, a period of time when you won’t be eating but instead will be sleeping. it breaks down food slower than it would during the day because it thinks you won’t need the energy, you’ll be sleeping. the rest of the excess food it won’t be breaking down will be stored as fat.

it’s also why breakfast is the most important meal of the day: your body thinks “oh it’s time to start the day! we need energy for the whole day so let’s kick it in gear!” intermittent fasting at any other time than in the evening is pointless, and it’s usually avoiding eating after 7pm. ESPECIALLY don’t fast in the morning/at breakfast time or around noon. just evening to night time if possible. when i learned about this concept it wasn’t in relation to ‘dieting and weight loss’ but rather in terms of general health.

unfortunately it’s just the way our bodies were biologically designed. very dumb when you consider people who work nights or who work late. in those cases ask a doctor or dietician about when it would be best to eat. your “breakfast” and “dinner time” is probably not the same as it is for everyone else but again. i’m not really sure and a licensed professional would be better equipped to answer those questions. in those cases it is more important to eat when you need the energy, but working late is fighting your natural circadian rhythm and digestive health comes second to earning money to pay bills to live. it’s not a huge deal if you eat late at night on occasion or have a small snack but eating a whole large meal later in the day is not as beneficial as eating one in the morning, and eating right before bed is harder on your digestive system.

it’s less about weight loss and more about how your body biologically works and what’s best for it. in general always eat breakfast and don’t eat a big meal right before you go to bed. it’s not a strict diet plan or anything and it doesn’t make you lose tons of weight super fast but it is easier on your body’s digestive system. it’s not a miracle weight loss diet either just like the idea of breakfast being the most important meal of the day isn’t. i still eat whatever i want and i’m not aggressively trying to lose weight, especially in an unhealthy fad diet way.

It’s so incredible how there is simultaneously diet culture that says only eating the way of our ancestors is healthy while there are also areas of diet culture that says you can’t eat an apple because an apple = sugar and sugar bad. Meanwhile the people who think it’s only healthy to eat the food of cavemen are drinking their protein shakes they found in the wild.

One week there will be a news headline about a study showing that eating chicken eggs is bad for cholesterol. The next week there’s a news headline about a study that shows eating chicken eggs helps you fight cancer. Both of these news articles made for clicks conveniently don’t mention that the collective sample size of these two studies was fifteen people over a course of five months.

This yoga instructor says you can’t eat between noon and 3 pm. This doctor who had less than ten hours of training on nutrition says you shouldn’t eat after 6 pm. This Instagram dietician says intermittent starving fasting is good for you. This celebrity fake doctor with a TV show says you should only eat on Wednesdays and if the weather is overcast. 

Your mom who grew up hating her body because people would judge her for her appearance is on her 20th juice cleanse, but it’s for health, not because a lifetime of discrimination made her feel worthless. And hey, you should do this juice cleanse with her! And then the included three hour workout videos! And this new keto diet meant to help children with epilepsy looks good, let’s try that together! Oh, you don’t want to eat at all anymore? Well, at least not eating is good for you!

You should only eat meat. No, you should only eat vegetables and fruits. Scratch that, fruits have carbs. You should only eat cold-blooded mammals and seaweed. Wait, it’s actually okay to eat fruit again! Does this protein bar have omega-3 fatty acids? Wow, you don’t eat fat-free, dairy-free, carb-free, sugar-free milk? Do you even care about your health? Things without gluten taste worse, so that must mean they’re healthy! I can’t believe you actually ate a whole bag of chips. Yes, it was a single-serving bag meant for one person, but you still ate a whole bag of chips. I could never. Oh, my weekly supply of diet food arrived, and only double the cost of regular food from the grocery store! What a steal!! You actually feel pangs of hunger when you don’t eat and then listen to those hunger cues? What a fat ass. You know if you eat a single piece of cake you’ll get diabetes, an illness that is very complex and is actually extremely based on genetics, right?

You can never win with diet culture.

[hypnagogics]

how soon is now? | part two

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♡: hallway crush!ellie x uni student!reader

☆: the long-awaited second part of this godforsaken fic (lawd she’s given me trouble). appreciate y'all's patience as always, i'm a chronic procrastinator and perfectionist but what can i do. after this, i'm gonna take a break from this series. not saying i'll never write more, but wanna work on some other stuff for a while. thank you for reading! pretty please don’t hate me or show up at my house waving torches and pitchforks for this ending ok luv u gays in my phone. + a big thank you to @total-dxmure for helping me w/ some ideas for the last little bit!

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◇: sfw! miscommunication (sawry). fluffy moments, angst lowkey…both of yall cry at one point or another, reader has anxiety in the last chunk. modern au but joel isn’t alive in this, and they discuss it. maybe some rushed points here and there, i’m not really the proudest of this but needed to finish it anyway. potentially horrendous pacing but ok i think that’s all? idfk i may give y’all a little epilogue eventually, but don't dwell on it for the time being!

4 months later 

Your friendship with Ellie was evolving wonderfully. You two were studying together frequently, and both your grades in the ghastly astrophysics class increased exponentially. Although that wasn't the only thing that was increasing at a rate too fast to fathom. Your crush on her. It was ripping you apart like wildfire, Ellie was proving herself to be such a wonderful person inside and out, and you were slowly but surely nearing your limit of how much it could build before you burst. A movie spin off of the Savage Starlight series had come to streaming, and Ellie had invited you to her place for a movie night so you two could watch it and discuss if it was a faithful entry in your beloved series or not. 

Dressed in some comfortable pjs and armed with snacks of all kinds, your favorites as well as hers, the time had come and you were at her door. You straighten your posture and put your hair back in place, must look presentable, then knock, knock, knock.

You could hear some faint shuffling behind the door, then a few thudding steps until she opened it for you. She was dressed in an old, worn Nirvana tee, and red checkered pajama pants, damn she looked good, even when she was dressed with less effort than usual. 

Ellie looked so pleased to see you, leaning on the doorframe. Why did she have to look so good all the time? “Hi! I’m so glad you came, ooh this is gonna be so fun.” She invited you in and took the snacks from your arms and placed them inside her room. “Oh yeah, I also put up some decor too so we can get into the Savage Starlight spirit.” Her eyes were wide and twinkling and when she stepped aside to let you see, she really had made her room so welcoming and comfortable.  

The lights were all off save for LEDs around the room’s perimeter set to a dreamy violet hue, sparkly fairy lights draped around the frame of her bed which was set up so cozily. Her laptop propped up on a pillow, the sheets arranged in a nest-like formation with two spaces for each of you. She even had a few dinosaur stuffed animals placed in a row so they could watch too.

You were so flattered she'd do that and make the atmosphere so nice for the two of you, you could just tackle her in a hug and never let go.

The thing is you were scared she'd perceive that as weird and you didn't feel like dying of embarrassment, not today at the very least. Save that for another day, maybe. Oh, how you wanted to squeeze her so bad. Your imagination had to do for now. 

She was standing there so proud of how she arranged her room into a mini theater, and you beamed at her, silently thanking her for making it so dim so she couldn't see your flustered expression in full.

��Ellie this is amazing!!” “You like it?!? These stupid lights kept on falling off but since this is an important occasion for us both I didn't give up. All for our love, Daniela.” She manipulated her voice and waved in the air with two fists, closed her eyes and put her hand over her heart, just being as dorky as ever.

Oh gosh, hopefully it wasn't going to be awkward. Sure, the two of you had grown to be great friends, but were you that close to be just, relaxing in her bed together? As long as your imagination didn't run too wild and you didn't overthink anything, it was going to be a fun time. Just two pals watching their favorite series, nothing more, nothing less.

She threw herself in the mess of comforters with a grunt, and saw you were hesitating. She patted the empty space next to her so you'd join her and the movie night could begin. “C’mere, don't be shy.” Well, no shit you were going to be shy. Suck it up. 

You crawled in next to her, unable to look her in the eyes, while she got everything ready and rubbed her hands together excitedly. “Man, if they do our girl dirty, we’re gonna have to give someone a knuckle sandwich, you with me?” Her jokes and easy going vibes always made her so fun to be around, but unfortunately for you, you fell harder for her every time. “Yeah, Ellie. A knuckle sandwich for all of them.” You retorted with a chuckle. Once both of you were settled, she pressed play and so it began.

As the movie played, the two of you laughed and debated every plot twist, cursing the directors for not portraying your queen Daniela how she deserves, and snacked on candy until your stomachs hurt. It was going so well, the friendly hang out both of you needed after so many responsibilities in life. An escape. Occasionally sneaking peeks Ellie’s way, she was just so marvelously pretty. The shadows dancing on her features, illuminating her side profile perfectly, her long eyelashes and button nose, who wouldn't get lost in admiring her?

Of course you could never fully relax around her, or forget the crush no matter how hard you tried to push it down and just be friends. Every time she shifted next to you in the bed you felt your heart seize and the butterflies in your stomach turn into hornets. At this rate, they were going to turn into whole birds for fuck’s sake.

Nearing the end of the movie, the two of you were so invested, so captivated in the events, totally spellbound.

But then the film took a more emotional turn that wasn't in the comics. Daniela and her father had an absolutely vicious argument which left the two of you speechless watching it, which luckily got quickly resolved right after the two characters had a near-death experience together.

You weren't one to get emotional over silly, trivial things like fiction, but the way they showed this entire sequence was nothing short of heart-wrenching. You snatched up one of Ellie's patterned pillows and hugged it tightly to your chest, because cuddling her would have been much too bold for the likes of you. But what you’d give to do that instead.

Seems you were not the only one touched by the scene, as you began to hear some light sniffling from next to you. Looking over at Ellie made your heart break further into a million pieces. She looked lost in thought with thin lines of tears streaming down her plump, freckled cheeks. 

You froze for a moment, not knowing the limits of your relationship with her and how you could comfort her best. So you cleared your throat and mumbled, “That was so sad…” You watched as she avoided your gaze and wiped at her face with the collar of her t-shirt, “Yeah, this kind of stuff hits me, feels a little personal y’know.” She has never opened up to you about her struggles before, in the short time you’ve known and gotten close with Ellie, it always seemed like she was there to help you out, not the other way around. This could be your chance to show her that you are there for her as well, and that she can always count on you.

Being curious but at the same time not wishing to pry too much into her private affairs, you quietly asked with the most gentle tone of voice you could muster,” You don’t have to, but I’m here if you ever wanna talk about it, Ellie.” You watched her out of the corner of your eye, anticipating however she reacts.

She stayed quiet for a beat before sighing deeply, and whispered, “We were having a fun time, I really don't wanna be a burden.” Her voice quivered, heavy with emotion, what could possibly be troubling her this much? You wanted to take all her pain and bear it yourself, she didn't deserve any sort of misfortune ever.

“You can tell me, don’t worry about anything, okay? I just want you to be all good.” You were comforting her so smoothly, putting her needs and well-being first as if it was always second nature, as if you two have known each other many lifetimes over, two souls meant to float together through the journey of life. Well okay, that was probably a bit much.

There were a few more seconds of silence as you let the question ring in the air, not wanting to press and jeopardize your cherished friendship with her. 

You continue observing her, almost seeing the gears turning in her mind, the scales of reason tipping to one side then another, as she contemplates whether it’s worth spilling. Eventually, she does.

She roughly rubs her face then pauses the film playing on her laptop, sighs and huffs, before beginning to speak her story, all while looking away from you.

“Okay I don’t like to talk about this kind of stuff, but I trust you. A whole lot.” Your heart fluttered and face heated up at her comment, but you ignored it because there was something much more important on the table now. She continues, speaking quietly but quickly to get it over with. 

“So, when I was a kid, I was an orphan and to be honest I don’t really remember my early childhood much at all, but when I was 14 my adoptive dad, Joel, took me in. And it’s been just us since then.” She stops to take a breath, then resumes reluctantly. “And well, we’ve had a pretty rocky relationship for a good chunk of these years, I never knew how to express my gratitude to him, y’know, for basically saving my life, numerous times at that. He was always my rock, and I appreciate him every day. He taught me so many things, and I don’t know what I would’ve done if he hadn’t come around. I was pretty hard to deal with back then.” She reminisces with an exhale of air, and you see her eyes refill with tears. “But I’m really bad at expressing that, and will kinda, lash out I guess when I’m met with kindness or tricky situations.” 

You nod, listening patiently, and place your hand on her shoulder ever so gently, as a result making her raise her head to give you a small smile. 

Ellie chuckled deeply, it almost sounded forced, then started to slowly wrap up her story. “And it seems that scene kinda hit me, because the wounds are still raw, or whatever.” 

She sniffles again but doesn't respond, so you delicately inquire, “What do you mean?”

“He died last year.” Oof.

“Oh my, Ellie, I’m so sorry, are you-” She interrupts your condolences. “No need for that, I’m fine. Well, taking it day by day y’know. In the beginning it was really tough, I was angry at everything but most at myself for being such a jerk, and now I can't turn back time and tell him all I wanted to.” While you take a moment to think about what to say, she hums to herself and remarks, “That actually felt good to get off my chest, I haven't told anyone about it.” She lowers her voice so it’s barely a whisper. “Didn't have who to tell.”

“Sure you're okay? I'm always here for you.” You find your voice back to soothe her some more, to which she smiles at you again, only this time it actually seems genuine. There's definitely a lot of pain behind it, but the relief that she doesn't have to deal with the burden alone was evident on her face. 

“Yeah, thanks. I guess I hadn’t processed anything, and that part of the movie made it all come out, damn I hate emotions sometimes. But I appreciate you being here for me. You're really easy to talk to, and I feel better now.” 

And you would've never in a trillion years anticipated what her next move was going to be, you were so caught off guard, the realization lagged and it didn't immediately register. 

She moved to sit on her knees in front of you, then threw her arms around your torso in a tight embrace. She hugged you. Clutched you so firmly against her own body, her strong hands landing in the middle of your back, where she rubbed in a circle. She smelled so nice, and was as warm as one of her heated stuffed animals. 

Due to the surprising nature of the motion you let out a dumbfounded gasp, then returned the hug allowing yourself to rest your head on her shoulder. You wanted to stay like this forever, until the end of time, it felt nicer than you could've ever imagined.

The thought crossed your mind that she could feel the buzz pulsating through your body, you swore your heart was slamming against your ribcage so hard it was going to grow wings and simply fly right out of your chest, and join hands with hers.

While you were occupied with the way she felt against you, so close like this, chest against chest, and how your cheeks blazed with an inferno hotter than a thousand suns, you heard her grumble against your ear. “Not gonna make that same mistake again, and from now on, I'm gonna tell the people I appreciate just how much they matter to me.”

You were much too stunned to speak, but she wasn't. “So thank you again.” She finishes her little speech and pulls away first, but not before giving you one last big squeeze and letting out a noise of contentment as she does so, then shuffles over to her previous spot in the bed. 

Not taking notice of the way you were at a loss for words, or about to set the room on fire with how flustered her actions made you. Her obliviousness was a common theme, it seemed. She clears her throat and claps, grabbing some more candy for herself, then says happily, “We still got the rest of the movie left, then we can do whatever after. I really wanna know how this ends.”

Naturally, your head is spinning, but you were too caught up in your thoughts to continue paying attention to the movie as much as you were before.

You felt awful for her, yet somehow, felt as if your crush on her had quadrupled in size yet again. You saw through the guard she put up, she broke down those walls and opened up to you. You were honored she trusted you so much, and only hoped that would never change. That, coupled with how remarkably good hugs she gave, has led you to the realization that you were properly in love now, things had gotten real. This was trouble. You vowed to always be there for her for whatever she could ever need, you'd drop everything to teleport by her side if you could. 

Goodness, what were you possibly going to do now, instead of giving you the ick, or helping you with the task of getting rid of that stupid infatuation you were so plagued by, every experience felt like a deliberate ploy to just make you fall even further for her. You couldn't help but wonder just how much love a person can feel for someone, because it only continued to grow. 

A couple days later.

Sitting in the cozy campus cafe, you were revising all your coursework. It was giving you a massive headache, but the warm and hazy lighting aided it a touch. The walls had cute plastic vines crawling up and down, and even though there was chatter all around you from the other patrons, it wasn't a distraction and in fact acted as some sort of white noise, everyone was talking in a nicely muted tone, it all blended to create the perfect ambience. 

You waved down the waitress to get yet another cup of coffee, your third one of the night, that’s healthy, before trying to resume with your aggravating studies. 

To your dismay, you've used up all your brain power for the evening, and could not force yourself to continue no matter how hard you tried. Maybe a few moments of peaceful people-watching would get you back on track?

You sip on the hot drink, then lean back against the comfortable booth seat to begin scanning around.

In one corner directly on the opposite side of where you were sitting, there was an elderly couple. They looked so in love, dressed in matching outfits, feeding each other as they shared a dessert, holding hands and conversing with a hushed tone, nodding and looking into each other's twinkling eyes. So cute, you hoped that was going to be you in the future. 

Moving your line of sight to watch beside the couple, there was another student, their books and computer were scattered across the wooden table, piles of pens and pencil cases near falling over. They seemed to have fallen asleep, unmoving with their head laid tiredly across their crossed arms. The sight made you chuckle out of familiarity, you really felt for them, studies were hard. 

But then a sound caught your attention. A bright, husky giggle fought its way over the ambience, reminiscent of a certain someone. 

Your heart jumped, your ears perked up and you immediately became insistent on scouting her out among the patrons, this was a necessary mission. 

Feeling highly nervous and antsy, you try to drown out the noise and focus on where she could be, and quickly enough, you find her.

Ellie in her natural habitat, she was so mesmerizing. Sitting far away from you where you could get a good view and hear snippets of conversation if you focused hard enough, but not close enough where she would notice your shameless gawking. She was sitting with a group of a handful of her friends, who all appeared to be gossiping and laughing with each other, you couldn't tear your eyes away.

Her smile was gorgeous, and you knew that, but there was something about just being a spectator which fascinated you, you could stare at her all day. Her energy lit up the entire room, and made your heart race.

Snapping out of your trance and trying to not be so obvious with your staring, you tried to look occupied, tried reorganizing your notes while still keeping an ear out to listen. Occasionally glancing over as  well. Yes, it's true that eavesdropping is wrong, but you couldn't help yourself. Anyone would do the same, right?

The group's passionate discussion was making you extremely curious however, and you strained to hear what they were talking about. Among the muffled chatter, you heard a woman’s voice say the word crush, then an outburst of laughter, the loudest guffaw from Ellie herself. 

You felt the budding panic start to form in your chest momentarily, but swallowed the lump forming in your throat and took a sharp intake of breath to calm yourself at once. They could be talking about anything, there's no need to jump to conclusions just yet. Fumbling around your bag for your headphones to listen to some of the song recommendations Ellie had given you, you’re led to discover that they are, in fact, dead. Of course. 

Despite any and all wishes to stop eavesdropping on them and mind your own business and abide by what they say, ignorance is bliss, you simply couldn't. She was too damn captivating. Like a painting in a museum, like a statue at a town’s center, one that people stopped in their tracks to admire. 

The way her eyes sparkled and gleamed under the warm lighting, her cheeks tinted a faint rosy hue from the exertion of laughing so hard, her sweet smile. She was too perfect. God, you hated crushes, being infatuated with someone to this degree couldn't be healthy. But what could you do? Just look at this angel.

Fidgeting nervously while still being entranced by the group of friends, you heard a man’s voice say the words “there’s no way”, followed by Ellie howling even harder than she had the whole time you've been watching them, and punch him forcefully on the shoulder. 

The curiosity was going to swallow you whole, it was like a car crash you couldn't look away from. You felt your palms begin to tremble and sweat with worry, and anxious assumptions of all kinds running through your mind, were they talking about you? No, they couldn't be, you're just overthinking it. Relax, relax, relax.

You tried your hardest to control your breathing and soothe your spinning mind so you wouldn't spiral, until you heard something that absolutely shook you to your core.

The same woman from before, not Ellie, in a highly teasing tone of voice said your name.

You felt frozen, this couldn't be happening. All your worst fears were coming true at this very moment. You had to get out of there right away, this was too much to bear. Curiosity really did kill the cat didn't it, you wished you didn't comply with the morbid desire to know everything. 

Panic-stricken like a deer in headlights, near hyperventilating at this point, the final straw was all three of them erupting into laughter simultaneously, with Ellie through gasps, going "oh come onnnn”.

Yeah that was it. Hot tears started pricking your eyes and you vigorously blinked them away before they started streaming down your face, as if you needed to be humiliated even more. You felt sadded, torn apart, betrayed. Sick to your stomach too. This time, for once, you really thought you had something going for you. From your perspective, albeit through rose-colored glasses, you were convinced she was being genuine with you all this time. How could you not be? 

The late night study sessions, the air thick with tension, the conversations draped in a sleep-deprived haze, the walks to class together, the first fated interaction, the looks you two shared from across the huge lecture hall; the looks where you two just knew when to share a glance, was all of that fake? Was she leading you on purposefully because her friends thought it was funny, that you were a joke?

The tears threatened to spill and your stomach twisted painfully with the world-shattering realizations you were just served with, and you angrily shoved your belongings in your bag.

You were too caught up in your panicked frenzy to notice how disruptive you were actually being, your textbooks thumping and keychains jingling, but frankly didn't care enough to meet the numerous pairs of eyes observing your misfortune. Who could blame you, your whole world and everything you've known just crumbled before you. 

You slung your bag over your shoulder noisily as a choked sob made its way up your throat, then speed-walked out of that cafe. You were never going to be able to go in there again unfortunately, shame, their pastries were so good.

Right as you tried to step through the door it got stuck, because the universe was being really nice to you today, and as you tugged on it to get it to open, you heard the friends lower their voices, but you could still make out a jumble of hushed words sounding something like, “oh no, is that…” Great, great, fucking great. The only solution to this was to change your name and ride up to Seattle for goodness’ sake, maybe throw yourself into a volcano as well just because. 

Finally the door swung open after what felt like eons, and you stumbled outside into the chilly autumn air, feeling goosebumps spring up all over. Where you were going, you didn't really know. This cafe was new, so it would take some time to figure out navigation so you stood dumbly in the middle of the front lawn as you tried to orient yourself.

Once you think you've got it, you start your agonizing trek back to your little room, screaming inside of your head, until you're harshly yanked back mid-footstep by a vice grip on your arm. What the fuck was it now. 

Ellie. The sight of her only made your tears increase in quantity and the emotion in your chest tighten. She looked a little disheveled, her eyes round like saucers, and she was gripping onto your arm so hard as if you were going to run away. You wanted to, but she still had a magnetic hold on you, even after all that turmoil. 

Talking was painful with how much you were trying to keep a hold of yourself, but you managed out a choked, “Ellie, what?” 

She looked befuddled, shaking her head ever so slightly and scrunching up her eyebrows, her gaze boring right into yours and following whenever you tried to break it and look elsewhere. Her hold on your arm softens, and moves to rest on your shoulder. “What do you mean what? You ran outta there like you were chased by a lunatic or something, what the fuck happened?”

Her tone startled you a little, why did she care so much? Noticing you jolt, she sighs and mellows her speech. “Sorry, what I mean to say is, I'm worried. Are you okay?” 

You worried her? Heat rushed to your cheeks as you fought to break the increasingly uncomfortable eye contact, and all you could do was shrug. Your lip started quivering and you were losing the fight of keeping your composure, how wonderful. Despite everything she was being so sweet, way too sweet. You felt helpless at this point. 

The words started pouring out of your mouth like a waterfall, you were properly sobbing now, falling apart and hiccuping as months and months of emotion spilled over. 

You were blabbering about how you loved the friendship you formed with her, but how hurt you felt that she’d laugh about you, every possible insecurity just tumbled out of your lips, as you wiped at your teary face and runny nose and glanced at Ellie ever so often. 

She let you talk for a bit until she saw you get even more upset, that's when she got a step closer to you, squeezed both your shoulders gently and kept a stern tone of voice to get your attention.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay, slow down, I don't know what you're saying.” But you couldn't stop crying. Bottling up emotions was definitely a bad idea, because they were bound to burst sooner or later and unfortunately, you reached the breaking point. Sucking in some unsteady breaths as an attempt to regulate yourself, she was watching you patiently yet still cautiously. 

Your voice was weak and shaky, but you were slowly feeling a little better. For the first time during this interaction, you meet her eyes. Why was she always so pretty? She was sculpted just to spite you, you were convinced. Tears welled up in your eyes once more, but you blinked them away. “Um…Ellie…” She nodded expectantly, wanting to know what was wrong. But you could not complete your sentence as yet another bout of ache washed over you.

To snap you out of it once and for all, Ellie grabbed your face. The sheer disbelief of her action was enough to stop your tears luckily, and she held your gaze while she used her thumb to swipe at the stray teardrops adorning your cheekbones. You wanted to die, what was going on?

Once your panic was replaced with fluster and stupefaction, she let you go, but was still standing really close to you. You felt jittery from it all, nervous, embarrassed and in love and everything under the sun all at the same time. You stared at her, then looked away, then looked at her plump pink lips which were set in a questioning pout, then back up to her sympathetic greener-than-grass eyes, fuck, fuck, fuck. The intensity of the situation had caused any sense of judgment or critical thinking to long, long gone, and so your body moved on its own and before you had a chance to form a solid thought or process what you were doing.

Smooch.

You kissed her. 

Mouths colliding like magnets as you held onto the sides of her face, fireworks igniting in every single part of your body. Cradling her jaw as you closed the space between you two, the hurricane of emotion coursing through your veins as your lips caressed hers, and time felt like it had stopped. The months and months of excruciating pining had all led up to this very moment. 

She instinctively kissed you back, you felt her breaths fanning your face. You were about to ascend to another dimension. Lingering against her for a little longer, you forced yourself to regretfully pull away, and laughed loudly at her state now. 

Her lips were parted and she was gawking at you, you had broken her completely. Your own heart was working overtime, you were panting from the adrenaline of the situation, and could only hear the blood rushing in your ears. 

She seemed to be in a coma, doing nothing but staring and breathing. You punched her arm playfully, your voice breaking.

“I’M IN LOVE WITH YOU, YOU FUCKING IDIOT.” 

An frustrated confession tore itself from your throat, even the world's strongest iron bars couldn't contain it. You wiped at your face with your sleeves, a sad attempt to clear it of the residual salty tears that never once stopped their journey out of your eyes.

The sadness had left you, and you felt lighter now, truthfully. Had no idea how you would ever face her again after all this, but at least the cat was out of the bag and you had gotten that off of your chest. You both stood there in silence, now what was wrong with her? What a dork. Sucking on your teeth and kicking a pebble on the ground you admitted finally, “So, yeah. That's what's been troubling me, I guess.” 

Her pupils were dilated and huge, as she scanned all over your features, her mouth opening and closing as if she was having an internal battle of what to say. She stood there almost appearing miles more shocked than you somehow, she looked as if she was going to have a heart attack and die on you, you found it funny, but concerning at the same time. 

You watched her for a moment more, before accepting your disappointing fate and bidding her a goodbye. You cleared your throat. “Okay then. Cya in class. Bye.” You turned on your heel and began the walk back to your room, but this time for real, and didn't look back at her. Even if you wanted to, you couldn't, you wanted to leave this whole fiasco in the past. That chapter was closed, it seemed. 

The only thing left to do now was call your bestie, Abby. She has been your cheerleader through this whole thing, through all this time, gave you advice and brought you back to Earth, and you needed her support now more than ever. 

Right after you reached your dorm she was there in no time at all, after receiving your distress call she scrambled into action, with chocolates and boxed wine in hand. Maybe you should just date her instead at this point. Who else was left for you?

You talked and talked and talked to her about everything for so long, talking the night away just like old times, and she sat and listened to your every word, patted your back reassuringly as you weeped into her shoulder, then tucked you into bed at the end of it all. She left only when she was sure you'd relaxed fully.

You didn't fall asleep quite yet, and stayed awake thinking, pondering life and staring up at your ceiling. It turns out angrily confessing to the girl you've been infatuated with forever by impulsively kissing her and letting the whole campus know it was a tiring thing after all. You really did cause a bit of a scene, when you thought about it in hindsight.

But what was this all like from Ellie's perspective? You wished you could know what she thought, or at least gotten some sort of formal response. Her friend storms out of a cafe, kisses her and screams she's in love with her? It's certainly understandable she'd feel a little lost, or under great pressure to give you an answer. Her reaction did make sense though, after being met with such a shocking revelation. Wow, now that you were really thinking about it, she still did not know why you ran out of the cafe like that. You wished you could turn back time and redo this day, shame that wasn't possible. Were you two ever going to have a discussion about this, or had you just lost a friend for life. Oh no, you pushed that thought away as quickly as it appeared, you didn't have an ounce of energy left over to dwell on it.

You'd work out what you were going to face her next later, a very well-deserved visit to dreamland was way overdue. You felt your eyelids grow heavy and your breathing slow, so you turned on your side and snuggled into your bed, eventually falling into a deep, deep sleep.

Meanwhile on your bedside table:

Bzz, bzz, bzz. 

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[whoistartaglia]

not necessarily a request but in response to your “i’ll save you a seat” post, i’d like to imagine scenerios where you (reader) gets to the door before xiao and open it and he just—malfuctions—error error!! and he silently closes the door infront of you only to open it again for you!! maybe this even turns into some strange competition where you and xiao fight to open the door for one another lol (xiao will always win because he just closes the door again and then opens it)

ANON DKSOEMLSLS I DIDNT EVEN THINK OF THIS BUT HE TOTALLY WOULD

spiritual successor to this (i suggest reading first)

as for the rest of them…

wanderer puts his hand over the edge of the table only to accidentally smack you in the head. hey, it’s not his fault! at least, that’s what he tells you when you’re rubbing the welt on your forehead. you bent down so suddently that he had no choice to move quickly. should you mention that he probably did more harm than the table, he’ll grumble that he would have picked whatever you dropped up for you.

diluc double flips over your pillow. you left to get up, he flipped it over as a sleeping diluc does and then he does it. again. maybe he was extra tired or thought you got up again. to be honest, you didn’t really know of this habit of his until the mistake. you come back to a warm pillow and snoring diluc, and turn it over yourself. this may or not may wake up diluc, and he may or may not flip it over onto the warm side yet again.

kaveh reminds you if you have everything but he should honestly save a reminder for himself. once or twice or three times he’s left the house without his keys, his work, his shoes (that was a strange occasion and he still didn’t realize for a solid ten minutes). you’ll have everything you need to get through the day, but kaveh will have to make a pit stop back at the house to pick up his own forgotten items.

childe makes you too many snacks at once. when he brought over the first one, you thanked him with a genuine smile. the second time, you still had some of the first snack left, but thanked him anyways. the third time you got a little concerned; the fourth… well, you at least finished the first snack by now. you have to tell him that it’s okay! you don’t need a fifth right now! (he already has it ready to go—you’ll find him eating it alone in the kitchen).

zhongli goes into debt. listen, he’s still getting used to this whole mortal thing, and honestly, not having access to infinite mora definitely blows. he’ll find some gift he absolutely must buy for you only to realize he has only one golden coin left on him. later that night, he’ll still give you that gift, and if his smile looks somewhat strained, it’s because he had to get a certain someone to pay for it.

kaeya’s brain kind of short stops when he sees you get to the tavern before him. oh, you’re already sitting down, look at that. that’s fine and all, he wants to be the one to save you a seat. so you’ll look over when kaeya still hasn’t joined you and find him sitting at another table alone. that’s strange, what’s he doing there? you walk over to him and he pulls out the chair for you, and so your seat for the night as once again been saved.

alhaitham will get annoyed if you fall asleep during a good part of the story. like, yeah, that’s point of him reading to you but, really, did you have to fall asleep during the best part? he has two options: gently shake you awake to finish the chapter, or let you sleep like intended. his choice will depend on what book he’s reading, but if he wakes you because it’s a research paper and you just got to the oh-so important findings, feel free to take the paper of his hands, drop it on the floor, and go back to sleep. he can continue in the morning.

[laurenairay]

Carving pumpkins - B. Boeser

Summary: it’s your first Halloween with Brock and you want to do something fun to mark the occasion.

The tenth and final of my Autumn & Halloween blurbs! Ending on a high note with this ball of sunshine (with a fun bonus at the end!)

Word Count: 473 words.

Tagging: @fallinallincurls @starshine-hockey-girl @lam-ila @kurlyteuvo @tonyspep

@cixrosie

~

“Are you busy today babe?”

Brock looked up from where he was putting lunch together, face instantly warming with a smile.

“No, just whatever we’re doing today,” he said simply.

Perfect, just what you wanted to hear.

“Do you think, maybe, after we’ve finished eating we could pick up a couple of pumpkins?” you asked hopefully.

“Pumpkins? Uh, sure, why not?” he mused.

You could tell he was humouring you so you figured it was probably best to get your thoughts out in the open.

“I thought it would be nice to carve pumpkins together. For our first Halloween. I know it’s dumb but it could be fun,” you admitted.

Brock’s smile faded a bit, and he quickly shook his head. “It’s not dumb. Not even a little bit. And it’ll definitely be fun!”

“Yeah? You don’t mind?”

“I don’t mind at all. I can’t remember the last time I carved a pumpkin. Can’t always guarantee I’ll be around, you know? And I hate the thought of coming back from a roadtrip to something rotting on my front porch,” he said, grimacing slightly at the end.

Okay yeah he had a point there. And it only made you more determined.

“Lunch, then pumpkin shopping, and then pumpkin carving. Let’s do this,” you grinned.

~

“I’m not going to lie, the guts are way more slimy than I thought they’d be,” Brock said, pulling a face that made you laugh.

“I’ll separate the slimy stringy bits from the seeds later – roasted pumpkin seeds are such a good snack,” you mused.

“You have the best ideas,” Brock grinned.

You felt you heart flutter as he leaned forward and pecked your lips in a kiss, trying to keep the heat from rushing to your cheeks. Even after all these months, the way he handed out compliments like that still affected you so much each time. Not that you were complaining, not really.

“Do you know what you’re going to carve?” you asked, wiping your hands clean and dry on the dish towel you’d brought over.

“Hm, something easy? I was thinking something like Jack Skellington from Nightmare before Christmas?” Brock suggested.

“That’s such a good idea!” you grinned.

“Not too simple?” he said, wincing slightly.

“No, not at all. It’ll look really effective with a candle in too,” you nodded, smiling.

Brock smiled warmly back at you, pecking your lips in another kiss before leaning back to pick up a small pumpkin carving knife.

“I can do this. I can totally do this,” he murmured, mostly to himself.

“I believe you,” you teased.

“Laugh all you want baby, when these turn out amazing I am absolutely showing these off to the team. Maybe even Instagram,” he shrugged, unperturbed.

“Well damn, I’d better come up with a good design myself then,” you mused.

Brock just laughed.

~

[eyesofshinigami]

Loose Tooth

Rating: G

CW: Dental and teeth related things (I guess?)

Tags: Established relationship, kid fic, fluff, parents being parents

It was bound to happen, sooner or later. Steve just didn't expect to get a call about it in the middle of the day.

"Mr. Munson?"

Immediately, Steve was on alert. His Mom Senses (as Eddie so affectionately calls them) were tingling. "Yes, this is he. Can I ask who's calling?"

"This is Mrs. Schwartz, Eleanor's teacher..."

Oh god. It could be anything. They've never had the school call before. What if Eleanor was hurt? What if she was bleeding? Why were they calling him if she was bleeding out on the floor. Why-

He cut himself off. "Is everything okay? Is Eleanor all right? What happened?"

The teacher had the audacity to laugh. "Oh, no, nothing like that, Mr. Munson. I just wanted to call you and let you know that Eleanor's tooth came out!" Silently, Steve let out a breath of relief as the woman on the other line continued to talk, "She was eating crackers for snack and it popped right out! She was so excited!"

"Oh, well, we kind of figured it would soon. I was literally telling her last night that it wouldn't be long now. I'm glad it didn't hurt her or anything," Steve said, trying to keep his voice even. It was true that Eleanor's tooth had been lose for nearly a month now; Eddie had play-threatened more than once to pull it out for her, but Eleanor wasn't having it. Even with the big one showing up behind it, she was adamant. Stubborn, like both of her dads, really.

"Not at all, she was fine. If anything, it's been a distraction because all she wants to do is look at herself in the mirror," the teacher laughed, which made Steve feel a bit better. "I'm sending her home with it in a little envelope. Hopefully the Tooth Fairy comes tonight!"

Oh shit, Steve thought. I guess that's a thing we're going to have to do now.

--

"What's the going rate for the Tooth Fairy these days, you think?" Steve asked Eddie as they finished clearing up the dinner dishes. Eleanor was busy setting up her room for the impending arrival of the Tooth Fairy, swearing that she needed to change her sheets and find her special cat stuffed animal for the occasion. Who were they to argue with her?

Eddie shrugged. "Hell if I know. I never even got visits from the Tooth Fairy, if I'm honest."

Depressing, but if Steve thought hard about it, well. "Neither did I, now that I think about it." They both got quiet for a minute, lost in their own thoughts. "Kid deserves at least two bucks, right?"

"Oh, absolutely. I'd give her five if I didn't think it would set a dangerous precedent," Eddie said, grinning wide.

Steve rolled his eyes. "Apparently this Tooth Fairy is made of money."

Eddie checks him playfully with his hip. "Come on, only the best for Ms Rigby, right?"

Yeah, okay, maybe Steve could be talked into it. It was her first tooth, after all, and it was pretty amazing.

Ultimately they decided on three, like the chumps they were, but they both knew that it meant ice cream over the weekend. Eleanor was going to insist on paying, like she always did when she had her own money. Steve loved how generous she tried to be, even if her ice cream was always twice the size of theirs.

They waited a couple of hours before they snuck in together, pulling the little tooth out from its hiding place under her pillow and slipping the folded up bills in its place. Eleanor was none the wiser, snoring like a man three times her age. Blissful, but noisy.

Once they made it out and head up to their own room, Steve held up the little baby tooth in his hand. "What the hell are we supposed to do with it now?"

"I guess keep it in your jewelry box? She can't know we have it, it'll ruin the magic for her." Eddie walked over to their dresser, grabbing the stupid fancy box Steve's mom had insisted on getting him for his thirtieth birthday. He never used it, so it just sat there, collecting dust. Maybe they could find a use for it after all. "It's kind of metal, don't you think? We have our kid's face bones in a box on our dresser!"

"Please don't ever call them that again," Steve insisted as he dropped the tooth into the box. "I don't even know why we keep them in the first place. It's kind of weird, don't you think?"

"Who are we to question the bizarre and archaic rituals of our forefathers? Besides, I still think it's pretty fucking cool."

"You would," Steve teased as they puttered around, getting ready for bed. Once he laid down, he rolled over to where Eddie was settling down next to him. "You know what this means, right?" At the shake of Eddie's head, he adds, voice a little wobbly, "It means our baby isn't a baby anymore."

And if they both had a good little cry about that, that's between them and their bedsheets.

(brought to you by my own feels at my kiddo having lost her first tooth. I am Steve, everybody)

[tiredcatboysinc]

💌 Allan/Charlie/Pim headcanons

Haaai ٩(ˊᗜˋ*) و

Uhhh, I know it's been a bit since I've posted... Sorgy （´∇｀''）I'm here to make it up though!!... With a whole new hyperfixation!!!... That I want to write for!!! Uh... yeah!! ( 〃● ₃● ) ~

Okay, here are my silly little head canons for Allan/Charlie/Pim polycule ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

💌General head canons; not relationship centered

Charlie is the only one that has piercings

Following that, Pim went with Charlie when he got his ears pierced

Pim was going to get his pierced as well, but freaked the fuck out upon seeing needle

Charlie had to calm him down and he didn't get his ears pierced

Allan doesn't have any piercing because he had them in high school

They got infected within the week

He thinks they're too much work

Though, later on I think he'd think about getting his ears or maybe tongue pierced for giggles

Charlie and Pim often forget to bring lunches, Allan picked up on this quickly and started to bring them something

It was never much, but he didn't want them to starve

Even before they were together Allan was attentive

He never noticed how differently he acted around Pim and Charlie until Glep mentioned it once

💌Romantic head canons; PDA

Allan doesn't like PDA, he's not uncomfortable with it but prefers to keep affection more private

Charlie is okay with PDA, but he leans more towards private affection

He'll give the boys a kiss or hold their hands, but that's about it

Pim doesn't care who's around, he'll hold their hands, them both kisses, hug them, whatever they're comfortable with

Of course they all have set boundaries about PDA, and Pim does his best to follow all of them

💌Domestic

Out of all three of them, Allan cooks the best

Pim is the best at housework

And Charlie is the best at running errands

Though, most of the "errands" Charlie gets sent on is just a way for Allan and Pim to get him out of the house while they clean

Charlie has a small habit of getting in the way

In a loving way of course

He does it playfully

Doing things like poking Allan in the side, holding him from behind as he cooks to distract him

Or following Pim around to tease him, picking him up and taking him somewhere else to disturb his routine

He means it all in good fun, and Allan and Pim both find it funny in the end

Even if it pisses them off to no end during the process

💌Clothing

Charlies clothing gets stolen 24/7, 25/8

Allan steals his T-shirts the most, Pim taking his sweat shirts or hoodies

Honestly, Charlie doesn't mind all that much

He thinks it's pretty cute

Pim also likes to take Allans clothes on occasion

They're not as big as Charlie's but the material is more soft

Charlie's clothes are more comfortable and warm while Allan's are more silky and soft

💌Cuddling/sleeping

They all sleep either curled together or sprawled out with at least one limb touching

If they're spooning then Pim is normally in the middle

Sometimes Allan will take the middle, but it's very rare

He'll normally have to be persuaded because he's too nervous to ask

Charlie is always on the outside, almost always with his face to the closest exit

He wants to make sure that his boys are okay

💌Gifts/love languages

Pim loves to make gifts, almost 99% always crafting something or setting up some fun crafting activity for all 3 of them

Allan likes to take the 3 of them out for, at least decent, dinners or lunches

He likes to treat his boys when he can

Charlie sits up movie or indoor dates, normally making the place comfortable and getting lots of snacks for them all

All of their ways of showing affection are different, but they all enjoy the dates nonetheless

Uhhh, yea (ᵕ—ᗜ—) I really hope you liked these, maybe I'll do more of them...

Let me know you think, I shall be off ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

[mwolf0epsilon]

Snack Crime Conundrum

Sponge, staring in horror at the scale after measuring Beau's weight: Little gods... When did you get so huge, girl?! Beau, who's been having issues keeping up during their routine walks: Boof? Sponge: Actually the pertinent question would be, who in sith-hells has been overfeeding you?! You have a strict diet to adhere to! Beau, blinking innocently and cocking her head to the side: Woof...? Sponge, seething: This won't stand... Mark my words, I will find the fiend who's pushing you towards obesity and arthritis issues!

-Several minutes later-

Sponge, currently interrogating Rex, Fives, Jesse, Hardcase and Tup: As you may know I have been investigating a rather delicate situation. One that, should I find you culpable, will come with severe consequences. Perhaps even a jail sentence. Fives, a little frustrated: For the last time you drama queen, we haven't been sneaking your barghest any treats after meals! Jesse, standing by Fives: Yeah! We're innocent! Hardcase: Yeah! Innocent! Well, for the most part anyway... Fives & Jesse: Sponge: Excuse me? Hardcase, fidgeting nervously: Well... I mean... Sometimes I give her a little piece of egg during early meal. But not always! Tup, chuckling nervously: And I have given her some of those fancy liver treats you keep in your trunk. But only when she's not allowed in the medbay! Because she looks so sad in the crate... Rex, shrugging: ....I have on occasion given her some cheese snacks. But she does little tricks when I have them out, and you said when she does tricks she deserves a reward! Sponge, flabbergasted: I can't believe you three... Cheese snacks?! Really Captain??? Hardcase, coming to Rex's defense: Hey! At least we don't do it constantly! I've seen Jesse dump an entire plate into her mouth when he's had to skip midmeal to go to last minute debriefs! Jesse, gawking: 'CASE YOU SNITCH! Hardcase: And Fives has this game where he throws food at her to see if she can catch it in the air! Fives, glaring: Thanks a lot, traitor... Sponge, huffing: Innocent men my shebs... Fives, glancing over to the other side of the room: Wait, how come Kix and Dogma aren't a part of this lineup? Sponge: Kix would never endanger my darling girl's health by feeding her fatty crap. And Dogma has made it clear he doesn't particularly like Beau, so why would he give her illicit snacks? Rex, Fives, Jesse, Hardcase & Tup, looking just behind Sponge at Kix and Dogma who are both staring back at them while sneaking Beau some snacks: Kix, crosses his finger over his own neck before pointing at them threateningly: Dogma, smiling innocently before snapping the bread-stick he's giving Beau in half for further threatening effect: Rex: ...Fair enough. Fives: But-- Rex, putting a hand on Fives's shoulder: Fair. Enough. What's our punishment?

[muav99]

Drunk confessions with Hyunjin💋

Pt 1. Continued story- Bestfriends to lovers, Hyunjin x reader, Teasing, Good girl kink, Drunk but consensual acts

Flashback to the night prior..

You and hyunjin were having a sleepover!

It wasn’t a rare occasion as you two were nearly attached to the hip. Seeing each other everyday nearly. But nonetheless it was still a fun idea. You headed to the gas station to pick up some snacks.

He grabbed the Soju and you grabbed the Ramen and Tteokbokki. Perfect. And a bag of Cheetos just cause.

You assumed the 4 bottles you got would be fine just for sampling each flavor.

Wrong. Dead wrong.

2 hours later you were screaming Karaoke and the bottles are on the floor all empty except one. Hyunjin giggling and dancing along to your song.

After you’re finale you crashed to the floor a laughing mess.

“Y/n y/n stay sitting down please” hyunjin laughs

“Okayyyy” you respond

“Hmmmmm lets play a game” hyunjin says

“Amazing idea”

“What about we take this last bottle and play truth or drink?” He suggests playfully cocking his eyebrow up and down

“Oh deal hwang” you say and grab the bottle out of his hand

“Okay y/n, so. would you sleep with any of the guys?” He asks giving you that sassy look he always makes

“No” you say almost immediately

“Not even felix?” He teases

“Mmmmm as much as he’s hot, I’m not into him” you say

“Who are you into then?”

“Was that the question?” You sassily respond cocking your head to the side

*He dramatically throws his head back and groans

“Fine. You go.”

“Hyunjin, what’s your ideal type?” You ask kind of curious

“You” he says seriously

“I……..” you go silent

“HA KIDDING” he screeches laughing “Oh I got you y/n”

“Haha ha yeah” you cough out a fake laugh still very shocked and confused. Hyunjin’s one to joke but that felt off. Nevermind. He’s just drunk, so are you.

“Y/n what turns you on?” Hyunjin asks bringing back that cocky look in his eyes

“Ew you don’t need to know” you take a shot

“Awwww come on y/n don’t be a wimp, just one thing” he says pleading

“I already took a shot hyun why…..”

He interrupts you by moving a whole lot closer

“Please”

This is definitely not a friend conversation but okay. You cant deny hyunjin’s puppy dog gaze.

*sigh* You look him in the face “Well….if you must know. Like dirty talk. Or more specifically like positive responses”

“Like what?”

“Why do you…”

“Im just curious” he says breathing on your face a little closer then before

“Ur a perv”

“Hey!!!!!!”

“UGH like good girl, or you’re doing so well or something like that”

“Ohhhhhh i see” he says

“Now lay off and you take a shot too for pestering me.” You say arms crossed making an annoyed face at him

He swigs a big sip of the soju

“Hyunjin, why are you looking at me like that?”

His gaze upon your face is intense. You swear he’s looking from your eyes to your lips to your chest??? But its hard to tell because the whole room is spinning.

“Do you want me to drink again?” He asks you

“Well its that or answer the question”

“Im not sure you want the answer”

“Oh” you start to put it all together in your jumbled brain

Well. Now you’re kinda too curious. You can’t deny you’ve always felt a little something for him. I mean have you seen HIM??

“Tell me” you say hesitantly still unsure of your choice

“Because you’re my ideal type.” He says staring into your eyes

You gulp, anxious about what to even say blankly staring at him in shock

“See Im sorry never….nevermind” he says scooting away from you looking upset

You grab his hand

“No!”

He looks at your hands then up at you

“I just…..how am I supposed to even respond to that. You’re like my best friend and obviously gorgeous but I don’t wanna ruin anything and we’re VERY drunk so…..”

He puts a finger on your lips to stop your rambling

“Do you like me?”

“I mean…….yeah I do”

“Then nothing else matters” he whispers moving back real close to you

He leans in and pulls you in for a deep kiss. His lips taste like cherries and alcohol. And god he can kiss. You always assumed he could but its better then you expected

You both pull apart for a moment. But you didn’t want to let go.

He dives back in engulfing you in his embrace

Kissing you passionately and deeply. Its slowly but sloppy and just sexy. God he’s just sexy. You grab on his arms pulling him closer if possible. You never noticed how toned he truly was till now, and feeling it for yourself.

He lets go to breathe and you both pant noses touching as you rest

“How drunk are you?” He asks sounding concerned now

“A bit but I know what I’m doing” the room starts to be still for a moment and you take that as a green light

“I just don’t want to take advantage of you.” He says

A real man.

You both are equally fucked up and drunk. But you know what your doing and it’s VERY consensual.

“You….are you implying?” You ask a little shy now

“I want you, please” he asks bringing those eyes back

You ache for him

“Yes” you breathe out

“Good girl” he says leaning back in to your lips

Pt.2 coming soon🩷 comment if you want to be tagged!!

[erina-leah]

Could I request for dating headcanons for Jimbei, Fukaboshi, Shanks, and Mihawk with gn s/o?

A/N: I’m loving this lineup! Hope you enjoy these!

CW: none

Jimbei:

The Dad Boyfriend(TM)

Constantly checking up on your physical and mental health bc he knows that being a straw hat is taxing on the heart and mind lol

His favorite question is “Have you eaten today?” Watch out because if the answer is no he will (gently) force food down your throat

I feel like he would love to cook for you, idk why I get that energy but I think he’s a decent cook and would always want to make you snacks

I feel like he’s one of the best people to be with when you’re sad/down bc he is so wise and def gives the best advice, not to mention the most amazing hugs

He isn’t a PDA guy, it’s more of a manners thing than a shy thing, but he will always be willing to hold your hand or have a hand on your shoulder for if you need reassurance

Dates are usually never extravagant unless there is a special occasion. He loves doing simple things and making sweet memories, like picnics or a nice walk through a picturesque area.

He loves offering words of affirmation. When you’re in a relationship with Jimbei, you will never forget that he loves you and that you are beautiful and strong and kind and—

Yeah he’s kinda whipped for you and it’s precious. You are his treasure and he will protect you at all costs.

Fukaboshi:

Your knight in shining armor

His main goal in life other than fishmen equality ofc is to protect you, his beloved. Anyone says the wrong thing about you? Looks at you the wrong way? His glare could KILL. And good god let someone try to harm you.

He loves giving acts of service. Usually it’s in the form of protective acts, and deep down he is trying to impress you with everything he does

Chivalry is dead? What a joke. You will never open a door again in your life. This man was raised as a royal, so he knows exactly how to treat someone like royalty and will not hesitate to do so for you

He has a pretty stoic shell since he is an important figure to many people, but when you two are alone or in safe company, he just SO SOFT

He has the sweetest smile, only for you, and will always want to be near you. In public, a hand in yours or resting gently on your back because he loves to show you off. In more private places, his arm around your waist, tight hugs, small kisses all over your cute face

You would be very surprised at how jealous he gets. He knows you are good friends with his brothers, but he can’t help but get annoyed when they want to take up your time.

And god help anyone else who tries to get too close to you. If it isn’t an appropriate time to talk to you (or them) then and there, he will definitely have a small chat with you later.

Poor guy needs a little reassurance sometimes, but he knows at the end of the day that you love him, and he loves you too.

Shanks:

C L I N G Y

PDA? Who cares? This man cannot get enough of you. Sometimes you gotta tell him off a little to get some damn space. But he’s cute tho be nice to him

In a crew full of wild men, he’s gotta be careful who is getting close to you, so he’s almost always by your side. He doesn’t really h get jealous, he just doesn’t need anything messing with what’s his, you know?

Let’s not forget that he is absolutely yours, though. When I tell you he is whipped, I mean it. You will catch him staring at you daily, and he doesn’t even deny it. He just wiggles his eyebrows and makes some stupid face to make you laugh. (The crew just wants to vomit sometimes fr)

The teasing is non-stop. He loves seeing you blush and laugh, and he loves it even more when you can tease him back.

Want to make him melt? Just laugh for him, even better at one of his own jokes. Your laughter is like sweet music to this man and he cannot get enough of it. All he wants is to see you smile.

Obviously, then man loves physical affection. He’s either holding your hand, has his arm wrapped around your waist, or hugging up against you. Alone? Cuddles for days. He is so warm and loves to hold you close, but will melt in your hands when you decide to hold him too. He’s a little spoon at heart

He will DIE (/pos) if you play with his hair, just saying

And of course he is very very protective, in battle he will never leave your side unless he knows for a 100% certain fact that you will be safe. Besides, he loves to impress you with how strong he is in a fight.

You impress him with everything you do, as well

Mihawk:

A quiet simp.

He isn’t a man of words, but he does the most everyday to treat you like a god/goddess because that is exactly how he sees you

The perfect gentleman all of the time. Loves to kiss your hand and see you blush

Malewife af. Will have a warm meal for you anytime you want one, will grow your favorite flower in his garden just to pick you a bouquet, will do literally anything to see you smile that heavenly smile of yours

He really enjoys just being domestic with you. Enjoying a home-cooked meal, chatting as you two tidy things up, reading in silence, just being in your presence.

Dates with him are usually pretty extravagant. He always wants to spoil you

Another one that will be caught staring all the time. In contrast to the red-haired bastard, he will quickly look away and try to play it off. The pink dusting his cheeks is unmistakable, though.

Not the biggest fan of PDA aside from hand holding when he wants to show you off, but when you two are alone he enjoys showering you if affection so you never forget how much he cares for you.

Forehead kisses are his specialty, and he loves having an arm around your waist when doing pretty much anything. He loves to have you on his lap as he reads, as well

He does value his space at times, so he isn’t the biggest cuddler in the world, but he still likes to have you close. Will simply hold you close to him and place little chaste kisses on your head and cheeks. Not the biggest fan of spooning, but is a professional big spoon.

As I said earlier, he isn’t a man of words, but one look from him with that adoring look in his eyes and you know that he is forever yours.

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1. The funeral

(2 weeks after the death of Mr and Mrs Lee)

"It's raining," Minhyeok stood there, his eyes fixed on the people who were leaving. He couldn't help but ponder over their departure.

It was pouring rain, with each droplet hitting the ground creating a soft thud. He felt that the weather was fitting for the occasion. The sound of the raindrops filled his ears, creating a peaceful atmosphere that served as a sort of cool-down after the events of the day. It had been quiet and dreadful, with a heavy cloud of sadness looming over everyone. It was as if the rain was a reflection of their collective sorrow, slowly washing away the remnants of the day. Despite the dreariness of the weather, there was something calming and soothing about it all. The sound of the rain, combined with the emptiness of the streets, made him feel as though the world had come to a standstill, just for a moment.

The funeral had just ended five minutes ago, and the guests had finished paying their respects to the deceased and exchanging mourning. They were now leaving and heading back home.

"There is not much food or wine to delay them further anyway" 

He walked over to the violet-haired girl in the room and looked at the last person still remaining before the two portraits, eyes red and hollow, unnervingly so. His heart clenched as he remembered the once-brightly grinning girl who jokingly accepted his childish proposal, a face, and memory that seemed far too distant at this point.

"It doesn't fit her... no, she wasn't supposed to lose them" Her parents, her smile, her happiness, he knew there were more but it hurt to think more of what was lost that day. 

He's grateful that his parents would assist Raon in obtaining her parents' death certificates and managing other complex matters following the funeral. It would be tedious, he was quite sure. However, the fact that he couldn't do much more for Raon besides holding and comforting her is upsetting, it doesn't sit right with his skin. He doesn't know why he was praised for getting Raon out of that house that day, as much as he likes compliments, it felt empty that time, even more so when he saw Raon's passed out later.

He noticed the girl's slight movement in his embrace before he realized that his shoulder was damp with tears.

"She used to be a loud crier" 

He was aware of her tendency to throw tantrums when she got frustrated. Sometimes, offering her snacks could calm her down, but if that didn't work, she would cry even louder. Once, he had helped her parents calm her down for three hours when one of her favorite toys went missing. But now, her hiccups were barely audible, and her pained whine sounded like someone being choked. Her chest heaved painfully and uncontrollably. However, she calmed down a little when he gently ran his hands in a circular motion on her back. 

"..."

It would have been silence if it wasn't for her sniffling and slow breathing.

"..."

"..."

"I miss them already" She let out a sudden, quivering voice, her head still nestled in the safety of his shoulder.

"... Me too" 

"I want to eat Mom's Galbi Jjim"

"Yeah, she always makes it less spicy than the usual recipe for you"

"I want to show Dad my last semester grades"

"Your math improved a lot, I bet he would brag about it to my old man afterward"

"They promised to take me to Japan on New Year... They said it was Shiga Agricultural Park in Hino City"

"I heard the view there was great, they did told us they used to have a date there"

They keep talking like that for a while, Raon will say what she wants and Minhyeok will answer her, letting her relive in a happier time of the past that won't come back. He thinks he heard his parents and brother talking outside the room at some point, but they left them be. 

He had to relocate Raon to a more comfortable position to lean on the wall but never stopped listening and answering her rambles. They stayed like that, with her buried on his shoulder and him comforting her with his arms, and talked for an hour until...

"I want to kill the bastard that killed them" She said softly, eyes distant.

"..."

He was supposed to be surprised but... he can't, he knows he wouldn't be different if it were his parents or his brother. He's not as forgiving and "mature" as most people give him credit for. 

He softly breathes in the rain scent from outside the window, letting it ease his bones and sag him down the wall beside her. He thought about it when Raon quietly waited for him to answer her. 

"... Then no one will find out your secret from me"

He doesn't know if it is the right answer but the girl leaning on his shoulder seems to be relaxed enough to pass out to sleep. He should carry her back to her room in his home, but his legs don't seem to move nor does his arms. He only sits there and watches the rain that slowly lessen over time. 

It was a strangely mind-numbingly boring and calming activity, usually, he would rather swing his baseball bat or run around the park to think more clearly after. This doesn't feel so bad.

"..."

He turned to look at the two portraits again. They each depicted the faces of a confidently smiling, beautiful man and a handsome woman with fierce eyes. It feels like they're expecting something from him, to swear a promise, and give out his loyalty to the girl sleeping next to him. He can't hear them saying "Look after our silly daughter" anymore but he likes to think he is correct in his understanding this time at least.

He bows twice in the direction of the portraits, there is a burning in his veins and a sting in his slightly red eyes when he does it. Then, quietly, almost like a whisper, he said:

"Me and my family will keep her safe, Mr and Mrs Lee"

The exhaustion must have get to him if he think they seem pleased for a moment.

"I believe peace will wait for you two in the afterlife"

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End notes:

Galbi-jjim (braised beef short ribs) is one of the most popular Korean dishes. It’s made with beef short ribs and is often prepared for special occasions.

[wordy-little-witch]

Also sliding in and out to ask if you have any other op characters you could see as regressors other than Buggy? Personal fav for me is Robin, partly I can’t find anything for her as the regressor, partly cuz she deserves it, partly because imagining Franky as her primary SUUUUUUPER caretaker is healing to the heart. (One of Little Robins favorite games is to climb on his back while he pretends to be flabbergasted and goes „Oh noooo where did Robin gooooo? Has anyone seen Robin?“ while she just giggles as he pretends to shield his eyes to look towards the horizon)

YES ACTUALLY!!!! I focus mostly on Buggy because he's my absolute favorite but I do in fact hc others as regressors

I'll divide them out under the cut with some headcanons as well bc this may.... get long honestly.

Robin

• starting here because she is the one in the ask and you're RIGHT AND SHOULD SAY IT LOUDLY!!!!!!!!!

• she's a playful person and that only gets x100 when she feels safe to regress

• she spent so long hypervigilant that it was honestly only with the Strawhats that she finally relaxed a little and wound up feeling that fuzzy blurry aspect in her head which took away some inhibitions. Nobody made a big deal out of it the first few times it happened. they were just happy she was happy. It's only after she reads a book on psychology on a whim that she begins piecing some things together.

• everyone is really excited when she finally feels comfortable to talk to them about it. And, in doing so, a few others on the crew also realize they may either benefit from it or already do it themselves.

• Robin really loves games and playing when she's regressed, and she laughs more openly when she's little.

• Franky is her primary caregiver, but everyone else on the crew also chips in constantly. (Zoro specifically always keeps an extra close eye when she's running around anywhere near the railing or somewhere potentially dangerous. He's the king of gentle redirection)

• Sanji will make her extra fun little snacks, cut fruit or little finger foods. He melts every time she beams at him or giggles or thanks him. He just wants to squish her cheeks~

• not an Aeathetic Regressor, honestly. She does what makes her happy, and her clothes aren't necessary for that, she's not obsessed with pastels or anything, she still finds morbid things amusing. She will, however, become the BIGGEST clothes thief ever and toddle after Franky in one of his button ups, spouting random facts about decomposition and the science of decay.

• spooky baby!!!!!!! Not on purpose, but she IS!!!!!!

• Luffy and her get on like a house on fire. He's one of her favorite people when regressed because he's just that perfect mix of On Her Level and Protective. He also has Mega Siblihg Energy. While Luffy himself is a complicated topic I'll get into later, he does take being her playmate and protector VERY seriously. He's also a polyglot bc I love the idea of him not being dumb at all, just operating on a different wavelength. They bond over Weird Facts and Special Interests, and they speak different languages a lot together, accidentally even making their own on occasion. ((Luffy also calls her mi pequeña luna even before the whole Gear 5 Thing, which becomes a bit of an inside joke))

• chewy stims chewy stims chewy stims if it can go in her mouth while she's distracted, it WILL.

• no particular age range, but she has determined she's likely an older kid - perhaps around the ballpark of nine? Maybe. Maybe not. Doesn't matter.

• can, will, and has justbwordless gone to Usopp, plopped down on her tummy, kicking her feet and Stared. He pauses slightly. "Story?" She nods. "Okay..... yeah, I got one-!!"

Moving on~

Luffy

• I will die on this hill bc I have so many thoughts on it and nobody does it??? Justice?????????????

• he is SO resistant to it, honestly. This may come as a huge shock to many, but this boy is a Captain and had to grow and survive FAST. He may be a little weird or perceived as 'dumb', but he is most certainly NOT. I love Dadan, Makino and even Shanks, but his most stable adult relationships were a barmaid, a flighty pirate, and a largely hands-off bandit woman. He canonically faced potentially lethal ordeals as "training" from a man he loved, yes, but also FEARED. It's overlooked so often bc of how optimistic and bright and semi-competent he is, but that boy has So Much Trauma.

• he's the captain and so he puts a LOT of pressure on himself, though it's rarely seen point blank.

• I think he involuntarily regresses pretty often and hides it exceptionally well by either Faking It or hiding away as quickly as possible.

• personal hc here that Robin was the first to address regression with the crew, everyone gave it a try bc Nobody There Had A Good Childhood, and nobody noticed that Luffy.... didn't. Or rather, nobody brought it up. At first.

• it's baby steps. They let him be. They never push, but they do encourage the times when his lock on his Haki gets a little fuzzier, bubbly, and his laughter is bright and clear and innocent.

• Luffy has a lot to unpack, and it only really comes to ahead when he's teetering just a little during dinner one night, wriggling happily, someone reaches past a little too quickly, a little too close to his head, and he flinches. Everyone freezes. The mood drops like an anchor. Luffy apologizes. He's subsequently smothered.

• getting Luffy to really regress is difficult. One would think it would be easy with his normal demeanor. One would be very very wrong. The Luffy he is now is the one cobbled together by his experiences, under layers and layers of protective shielding and self applied armor of love. Luffy acts most like a child when he's big. Luffy acts far different when he's little.

• he also looks different when he's little. Current theory is the weirdness of his Devil Fruit, the way his body shifts and morphs according to whims and wants and stimuli. He used to shrink down after Gear 3, so sometimes just.... physically being tiny isn't TOO unusual. And having the little white curls peppered into raven hair is odd, but it is Luffy, they've seen, done and experienced weirder....

• Lil Lu, as dubbed by the Great and Powerful Big Bro Usopp, is quiet. He's firm stares beneath messy curls, red-brown eyes peeling layers of a person back and studying them bc that is how he can tell who is Safe and who is Not. He is not diluted by the cloak of sunshine, though stars still glow in his veins. He's quiet, he's slightly calmer, but he's also... more open than they're used to. Luffy doesn't cry easy. Lil Lu seems to make up for that in excess. He happy cries, angry cries, sad cries - they all learn to navigate the different tones of tears.

• Lil Lu also picks his people. It's usually not the exact same, but he'll choose a person and be their duckling for the day or evening. Sometimes it's Sanji, and Lu wants to help and hold his pants leg and just Be There. Sometimes it's Nami, and he helps count out the berri or draws her pictures while she works on a map, beaming under ink smudges and parchment smells. Sometimes it's Zoro, with the naps and occasional playtime, or Usopp and Chopper with games and stories. Sometimes it's Robin and Franky, the former big or little, the latter delighting in the trust given to him. Sometimes it's Brook or Jinbei, the oldest on the crew who understand better than most when the weight of the world crushes a too-small chest and grief stains his every cell. Sometimes it's one, sometimes it's many, and sometimes he wants to be alone. It's all progress.

Shanks

• ironically, not a whole lot on him. His regression is blurry at best, and it's diluted in part due to his alcoholism. It mostly manifests in going semi or nonverbal, wanting more hugs and cuddles, being a little more emotional than usual - something often times attributed to drinking as opposed to smth psychological.

• his crew eventually puts it together that Drunk Shanks and Needy Shanks are very different, and they simply adjust accordingly. Nobody ever really.... brings it up?? But they know. And Shanks knows. And they know that Shanks knows. That's enough for them.

• honestly Shanks' regression is on the older end, but it's from around the time he was selectively mute.

• traumatized teenage captain hours.

• really likes texture stims btw. Lucky Roux made him slime once and he was mesmerized for hours.

Law

• not a regressor but I wanted to include him anyway bc he went the full opposite of everyone else. He vibes as a caregiver no I do not make the rules but I do enforce them.

• Law, upon meeting little Robin and Lil Lu: you activated my Loving Side, now SUFFER- ((He spoils them but has safety rules and they thrive with the structure honestly, 100/10, he and Franky become The Best At Wrangling The Tinies))

Uta

• I don't know quite yet how she vibes but the vibe is THERE okay, it simply IS and I will die on that hill. She either regresses or she's a caregiver, but regardless she is very Big Sister Coded, especially to Luffy.

Perona

• pastel goth baby. On the younger end, and Mihawk and Zoro were the ones who clocked her habits at Kuraigana. She herself never really clocked it but they both started.... slowly accommodating it, and she was blindsided by it.

• eventually came to terms with it, and while they never put a name to the behaviors, Zoro knew damn well what was going on after sailing with Robin. Big Brother Energy honestly.

• it's only after the time skip, after some time away, and when she reunites with Mihawk that the greatest swordsman knows now what it was, thanks in part to Buggy.

• on that note, she and Buggy get on like a house on fire and it's adorable and mildly terrifying bc smth may, in fact, literally catch fire.

Okay that's all I have rn ily thanks for the ask, y'all have no idea how happy it makes me to see stuff in my inbox ♡♡♡♡♡♡

[nerdforestgirl]

I think this is the tenth years I've written an Amy's birthday story on my birthday. Enjoy if you feel like it.

“Stay in bed,” Sheldon yelled at his wife just as she started to put her feet on the floor. She wasn't quite sure how he knew she was awake and starting to get up, but she stopped questioning exactly how he seemed to just know everything a long time ago. This was just life with Sheldon.

Amy Farrah Fowler was fairly certain that Sheldon had some kind of surprise planned for her birthday, but it was also a normal work day for her. She did need to get up and get ready for work. Plus she had to drop Leo off at daycare on the way. Still, she never minded being a little spoiled by her husband, so she slid her legs back under the covers and waited.

A few minutes later, Sheldon walked in with a tray. It had a pile of pancakes, bacon, eggs, and orange juice. Following him, in the cutest tiny chef's hat and apron was her son Leo. He was toddling behind his dad with a bowl of fruit in his hands. He stopped to eat a strawberry before he continued on and right into Sheldon's legs.

Sheldon just looked down and smiled at the boy. Leo could get away with murder in Sheldon's eyes, and touching without permission was honestly right up there in severity of crime. Still, Sheldon just placed the tray of food on Amy's lap. Then he picked up Leo so the nineteen month old could place the bowl of fruit on the tray with the other food.

“Can you say 'happy birthday, Mama?'” Sheldon asked his son. Leo didn't try, but he did smile at his mother, and to Amy that was just as good.

“Did you two wake up early to make me breakfast?” Amy asked them.

“Yeah!” Leo shouted. He didn't have a lot of words yet, but that was one he had down pat. He was such and enthusiastic and kind child that Amy could not feel any luckier every single time she interacted with her son.

“I need to get ready for work,” Sheldon told Amy. “Do you want to keep him or should I put him in front of a Bluey?” They didn't use screen time often to distract Leo, but it certainly came in handy on occasion.

“He can stay,” Amy said. Amy was debating just calling in to work and staying in bed with Leo all day, but she couldn't really justify it.

Sheldon kissed Leo on top of his head and put him on the bed next to Amy. Then he left to shower and get dressed for the day with a wish of a happy birthday to Amy.

“Thank you for making me breakfast,” Amy told her son. Then she started picking the strawberries out of the bowl of fruit. It wasn't like she didn't love strawberries. They were her favorite, but they were also Leo's. She also cut up some of the pancakes for her son. Giving to him always felt a little like giving to herself.

Leo was happy to snack on his mom's special birthday breakfast with her. He took off his chef's hat and leaned against Sheldon's pillow. Amy made a mental note to change the sheets because she was certain that the boy was getting juice and syrup on the sheets.

“Baby like strawberries?” Leo asked.

“Maybe. She just eats what I eat right now just like you did,” Amy explained as she rubbed her belly. They had only told Leo about the new baby two weeks ago, but he seemed to understand and was even excited about his little sister.

Leo handed over one of his prized strawberries for Amy to eat.

“For the baby?” Amy asked.

Leo nodded.

“Thank you,” Amy said. She was holding back tears, but mostly failing. How had she gotten such a sweet son? Part of her had always been a little afraid that her son would be too much like Sheldon. Then Amy remembered that Sheldon had made her this breakfast and brought it in for her to eat in bed because she was pregnant and it was her birthday even though he hated eating in the bedroom. Maybe Leo was like Sheldon. Like that side of him that mostly only she got to see.

Leo wiped away his mom's tears with very sticky fingers.

“Thanks, bud,” Amy said.

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As someone who loves both Grima and Anankos I don't think Grima took Anankos's backstory at all, Grima's view if anything was stolen from Mewtwo. Lab creation, used in some matter, screw humanity. I would not be shocked if that ended up being the inspiration for the backstory FEH made up (because yeah they made it up but it's a canon property so it's canon backstory now) Mewtwo is one of the most popular Pokemon of all time and you can't deny making a god vs making the world's most powerful Pokemon doesn't have some parallels. And even so while I could see them inspired by Anankos betrayal compared to him nothing about Grima is tragic, he's just bitter. He's fully aware and lucid of everything (despite lacking ancient memories) he's pissed and wants everyone to suffer and it's also fun for him. Nothing much more to him despite how much my fellow Grima fans would like to argue; lab created angry betrayed murder dragon is all there is canonically. But as Grima was once meant to be a Loptous expy before he became FE Mewtwo there is now a lot in Awakening that doesn't make sense due to these retcons.

Anankos though! Oh Anankos is hella tragic following the theme of Fates really. A really good guy. Cared about his people did everything for them, loved them stayed longer than he should have and fell to degeneration. Basically got so old he got dragon dementia nothing like who he used to be due to this disease and since his functions are now failing he's full of rage all the time memories are warped he loses sight of who is around him and more, this rage causes him to go berserk and he's unable to understand why those he loved turned on him then he kills his best friend he keeps spiraling, going mad following and giving into his delusions about being betrayed, I wouldn't be shocked if he made up events that didn't happen in his messed up state of mind. Unlike Grima he is not lucid, it's true he also has a hatred of humanity because he was betrayed and his goal, like Grima is complete world annihilation but his betrayal wasn't a true betrayal either, and technically he betrayed humanity first but unknowingly because he is no longer the same person he was. Anankos is so far gone he's insane. Grima is perfectly sane and still wants complete world annihilation, either because he's angry or because he's just that bored (one of his lines also mentions wanting to start a war because he's bored) because of his betrayal he sees everyone as beneath him mere playthings. Anankos can't see anything he's gone *gone* all that matters is fulfilling his goal.

Sorry for rambling I just really love both of them and feel like calling one a rip off of the other isn't fully correct. Anankos is a crazy deep character (non corrupt Anankos when FEH it'd be a great mythic) and that's why I love him and I love Grima because of how little there is and it's fun to give him more with the little we have, I uh don't like the girl version because she's lets make her sexy and sell to horny men don't we have enough of those!! but the boy version is nifty

Hi!

FEH's canonicity is always going to be questionned, like, I'm the loser who will claim to the world Rhea bakes cookies because her FEH alt bakes them when her Fodlan iteration doesn't bake sweets - but it's all about the thin line, imo, between what in a fanfiction would be called IIC and OC.

Grima claiming that humans only worship him to later turn against him is... backed up by nothing, let it be in FE13 or FE15. Hell, in FE13, his human followers are, uh, sort of brainwashed to come to the dragon's tarble, and end up as his own snacks (he consumes their lifeforce à la Medeus?) - they didn't even had the occasion/chance to ask him something and then backstab him, no, they ended up in his stomach.

(something Loptry doesn't do at all, so what was the point of having this mentionned? "Remember Medeus? Here is the copy of what he did to those 4 ladies!")

In FE15 we got his backstory - where I agree with your mewtwo parallel (even if the franchise had no qualms stomping the "strongest pokemon ever" nonsense which had them release two megas for him - and even then, M-Ray, U-Necrozma and the later legendaries wreck him in half!) which is why they could have used this as a backstory : Grima was rejected by his creator who sought to end him because he "couldn't control him", he was rejected by the dragons (and maybe FEH could canonise the fact that Duma's visit of Thabes happening when Grima was conceived was just not a coincidence!) so in a traditional mindset, if the world hates him, he'll hate the world but with a special hatred for humans (GG Forneus) who "condemned him to live a life of hatred and despair"...

That's where the bitterness angle would come, but where I call this backstory the Anankos expy, it's because Grima's trusted and fellow humans never... turned their blades at him? Unless we're only talking about his Creator Forneus?

FE13's worldbuilding is wonky, but I thought Plegia was a nation where people worshipped him (which led Chrom's dad to war against them!) - so unless Grima suggests the First Exalt (Chrom's descendant) was one of his BFF who turned against them when he tried to do Grima-things which are, in FE13's canon, destroy the world and kill everyone, I really wonder where this "betrayed by humans" angle comes.

As you pointed it out, Anankos's story is more "tragic" because the man had been benevolent, but refused to "move to the astral plane" so he was degenerating, and humans being their human selves turned against him.

And doubly agree, maybe FEH's writers slapped this story on Grima to have someone, who still has some agency and isn't fully consumed by madness (not Anankos then) explain this backstory... FEH most likely didn't came up with Ascended!Heroes already - aka Heroes who are in the best versions of themselves (Idunn becoming a chicken again!) so they couldn't come up with an Anankos who, after being defeated by Corn and somehow surviving, explains his past and stresses the importance of bonds.

Instead, they had to craft something about Grima's backstory because between FE13!Grima wanting to destroy the world and its people in angry red capslocks and FE15!Grima being an eldritch abomination that was rejected by his creator at birth there was a gap they needed to fill and Doylist wise, since Anankos couldn't be released (what would be his lines if he's his insane self? - 2018!FEH couldn't have came up with kid!Soren as a unit lol) it was "okay" to copy part of his background and give to Grima - even if it doesn't make sense at all given FE13 - to explain the behaviour he has in FE13, since the mainline games didn't bother.

But doing so, as you said, retcons FE13.

Rhea baking cookies doesn't retcon FE16 or Nopes because the games (more Nopes than FE16 but that's player pandering for you!) showed/depicted her as someone who cares about people/plays with children when she can, but Grima blaming humans for shunning him when the humans who worship him got what they desired? What is he even talking about? He is the one who devoured his followers in FE13, as they were mindlessly marching to their doom, what/who is the talking about? Forneus? But Forneus never asked him anything, but he tried to get rid of him while he was still in his test tube.

At this point, I realise FEH!Grima is basically, especially as he is retcon to his canon games, a FEH OC lol.

Don't apologise for rambling lol, I always ramble!

I get the appeal of coming up with backstories and writing about characters who have no background, I spent years connecting dots between multiverse about Saias lol and Willy's basically became my OC since canon!Willy is just a name and a statue lol

But yeah, it's a damn shame FEH pretended to care enough about Grima to give them a new background/reasons/plot, but now only sees them as occasions to sell horny alts (Halloween!M!Grima had the same T&A pose than his female counterpart!) even if F!Grima has it the worst (my fwend @crushednugget made a beautiful edit of Rearmed Grima but with Valdar instead!).

But we know what FEH prioritises : horny > plot and relevance, remember Karla and her 3 alts?

[fairchilds-glasses]

What if Chucky ended like this?

Chucky: Jake, Lexy, Devon! Perfect timing.

Caroline: *has a collar bomb around her neck* Hi Lexy.

Lexy: Caroline!

Chucky: Ah-ah. Don’t come any closer,

Devon: Oh great, the killer manic doll and the kid he manipulated.

Caroline: Don’t talk about Chucky like that. We devised something for this occasion, the last game you will ever have to play with Chucky!

Chucky: Because if I die, I’m taking you three assholes with me.

Devon: OH SHOVE YOUR-

Jake: DEVON. Chill.

Devon: …Fine. Whatever.

Lexy: What kind of game?

Chucky: King’s Corner. You remember that game, right Jake?

Devon; What is he talking about?

Jake; It’s a game I used to play with other mental health patients when I was in a psychiatric hospital. But, I was good at the game and I still am.

Chucky: Great! That’s you’ll love to hear the rules; you don’t have to win.

Lexy: …Excuse me?

Chucky; You don’t have to win. All you have to do with get through three rounds without quitting. Simple; ain’t it?

Devon: And if we refuse.

Chucky: Then Caroline goes bye-bye and you’ll never know where Grant and his stupid little brother is.

Devon: Well fuck.

Jake: Fuck is an understatement. Fine, I’ll play with you Chucky. And I’ll win.

Caroline: Well, aren’t we confident? Let’s enjoy ourselves. It’s a game, after all.

A couple of rounds later, and Jake has lost one of them when Caroline brings out snacks for the guests, since Chucky said it’s common courtesy to have snacks and drinks during a card game.

Devon: Fuck that, I’m not drinking it.

Caroline: Why? *almost looks sad* You don’t like orange soda?

Devon: It’s not the fact I don’t like it; it’s the fact you’re working with a serial killing, happy-go-lucky knife manic and I wouldn’t drink this if it the source of consumable liquid on this EARTH.

Lexy: Devon!

Devon: What? Oh don’t tell me YOU’RE gonna drink it.

Jake: It’s the only way to complete this game. *drinks the soda* No more people can die.

Lexy: Please.

Devon: …God, the things I do for you guys - FINE. *takes the cup and downs it before aggressively setting it back on the table* Happy?

Caroline: *eerie smile* Very. *sits back in her seat*

Chucky: You know, Jake.

Jake: Hm?

Chucky: I remember you asking me, why do I always come back?

Caroline: *looks at him, confused*

Jake: What do you mean?

Chucky: I mean, I’m dying. Do you wanna know?

Lexy: ..You’re seriously offering that?

Chucky: Yeah. But, I have a condition. Whatever I tell you; you must accept it was you who wanted to hear it.

Devon: *honestly just humoring Chucky at this point* Fine. Enlighten us, Charles.

Chucky: Please, it’s Chucky. Have you ever wanted to know what the future was like?

Devon: Oh, here we fucking go - What? Gonna tell us that you’re sent from the future or some shit?

Chucky: Hm? No, and sit down, be patient. I’m speaking.

Devon; I couldn’t a give a-

Jake: Devon. Sit down.

Devon: *grumbles but sits down in a empty chair regardless* I’m only sitting here because I want to.

Lexy; Yeah, yeah. Well? Start speaking, Chucky.

Chucky: Well, I said, have you wanted to know what it was like in the future? Nanotechnology, renewable energy, pluripotent cells. virtual reality, cryogenics, terraforming, artificial intelligence and so much more. The science and technology from your era bursts with mountains of hope and potential.

Lexy: *confused but staying silent*

Chucky: Perhaps, you should celebrate. All of those dreams became a reality. What’s more, technology rapidly advanced and progressed. Within 30 years, the economies of developing countries grew rapidly and the inequalities of living standards were eventually eliminated. Fifty years later, gene manipulation and editing of extended the human lifespan-

Devon: Hold up. What the hell are you talking about?

Chucky: What the hell are YOU talking about? *smile* I’m just telling you the 1,000 years of human history.

Jake: …1,000 years? In the future?

Chucky: Precisely. After humanity requires more advanced knowledge, it persisted in making new discoveries in every field imagined. The possibilities were endless, I tell you! So, basically, ten years after what you believe if the current year, virtual reality and avatars begin to take over all aspects of people’s everyday lives. After 50 years, cures for dementia, cancer of any kind and all that shit become possible and accessible through genetics. After 60 years, natural disasters become eliminated thanks to environmental and weather control technologies. After 200 years, the mechanisms of the brain are analyzed, memories and thoughts can now be transplanted with a simple device. After 300 years, humans finally conquers natural death and the average lifespan is extended to 300 years. After 400 years, nothing unexplainable happens after humanity has unlocked all the secrets of physics, not even meeting a new person. In this era, we can explain things like coincidence and even fate.

Devon: *can’t even say anything*

Chucky: After 500 years, there are no accidents. Humanity can control the entire world perfectly - in other words, basically, you become immortal.

Devon: No way.

Chucky: Yes way. In the 500 years that follow, as long as they are supplied with dopamine, humans can live forever. That is the world in 1,000 years. *smile*

Jake: *scared because what Chucky said kinda made sense*

Chucky: Right now, you are in a virtual reality game. This game is quite popular among teens and adults alike, and you are so deeply immersed you have forgotten that you are even playing a game. More or less, some people stop pursuing reasons to live, but the 21st century fascinates us. The thought that there was once a time where death was feared and very much possible, a time where the end of the world was questioned and conspired. And I…Charles Lee Ray, am the administrator of this game.

Caroline: *looks at Chucky*

Chucky: *looks at Caroline and starts laughing*

Jake: *confused*

Devon: *two seconds away from getting violent*

Lexy: *saw it coming* -_-

Chucky: Jk, I’m just kidding! Not a single word was true.

Devon: …Can you please stop fucking around?

Chucky: You should’ve seen your faces! I knew I was good liar but DAMN. *laughing* Why do you want to know anyway? Think it’ll satisfy the dead?

Devon; YOU FUCKING-

Jake: HEY!

Devon: WHAT?! I’M SICK OF HIM FUCKING WITH US. YOU EITHER TELLS US THE TRUTH, OR I SWEAR ON MY MOTHER; I WILL-

Chucky: FINE. I’ll tell you. Jesus, Caroline in younger than you and she doesn’t throw temper tantrums when someone plays a silly little joke on her. Chill out or I’m not playing and I’ll kill you all, right here, me included.

Lexy: Devon. Devon, calm down.

Devon: I am calm.

Jake: Your leg his bounding and your rubbing your old scars. *puts a hand on his thigh* It’s gonna be okay, alright Dev? I’m here.

Devon: *takes a deep breathe* Alright.

Chucky: You two are so cute, you know that?

Devon: *both legs start bounding*

Jake: Chucky, don’t. Now, tell us.

Chucky: Alright. What you see here, none of it is real. It’s all an illusion.

Devon: Oh goddammit-

Lexy: *jaw clench*

Jake: ..Are you serious?

Chucky: As a shark attack. You need to remember, Jake. It’s time to wake up. You need to remember what really happened to your family.

Devon: This is some real bullshit! This is why I say, don’t listen to Chucky! He’s always lying. If that were, all our time spent together would be a dream! *bangs his hand on the table* But me and Lexy are here! We exist!

Lexy; Yeah! Jake, don’t listen to him! Jake?

Chucky: Of course you both exist. I never spoke against that. All I’m saying, is that you don’t exist in the reality Jake is seeing right now. Am I right?

Jake: *silent*

Chucky; Jake. You need to remember. You’re in the Hackensack Children’s Hospital. You’re in the Mental Health Unit, and I’m your psychiatrist. My daughter, Caroline, is here to visit. She really likes you. Jake.

Jake: *looks up and all of the sudden, he’s in a grey room, all alone with Chucky, who seems like an older man wearing a white coat and his daughter, Caroline, who’s sitting in a chair in the corner, and he’s in a hospital paper scrubs, holding a Good Guy Doll* …

Dr. Ray; Jake. Are you listening? Do you remember now? The accident?

Jake: *feels tears streaming down his cheeks* I…I didn’t want it happen.

Dr. Ray: My guess is that you remember now. You remember everything, don’t you?

Jake: *nods*

Dr. Ray; The thing is Jake, this wasn’t about me. This was about what happened. You didn’t want to know the truth about the world, or me. What you wanted know was why are you still alive. What purpose do you serve this world that someone took time out of their busy schedule to put you here. And that’s where Chucky came from. A ridiculous and not very thought out well horror story that you created to give yourself comfort, to cope.

Chucky: *turns to the door with a warm smile* You guys are three peas in a pod, aren’t you? I wish I had friends like that. The boy, especially, is always so protective over you.

Jake: *turns to the door, and sees Devon and Lexy*

Lexy: *standing by the half-open door*

Devon: *leaning on the door frame, observing*

Dr. Ray: They also lost people precious to them, before being admitted. Tell me, Jake. Did you just start wanting to end your life when your dad died, or was it before?

Jake: …I don’t know.

Dr. Ray: Listen, Jake. What happened to you - what your father did because of something you couldn’t control has nothing to do with your smile, or your personality, and it wasn’t your fault. It was his. Your dad was an asshole. And now, your carry that pain with you, forever. Tell me Jake, is there anyone on this Earth that needs you?

Jake: I - …I don’t know.

Dr. Ray: I can help you, if you let me Jake. Let people help you. All I need is an yes or no answer.

Jake: To what?

Chucky: *smile* Do you quit the game?

AND THEN, BOOM, CAMERAS CUT AND WE GOT A “Directed by Don Mancini”

Holy crap that would be one hell of a twist and that was also really well written so great job for that!

[truitt-story]

Monday, November 18 — The Character Tour: Create a travel itinerary featuring 10 significant locations from your character’s life (can be in the same town/city, country, or even around the world!). You can do this in a saved Google Map too.

From: tiana@tianasplace.com To: ktruitt@tulane.edu

Hey Keke!

Heard you're all moved in to Tulane— can't believe you're already in uni!!! Seriously, you're making me feel so old.

I'm christening your new university email address with some local recs that I remember from my time in NOLA. Have fun, be safe, call me if you need anything, etc.

Cafe Du Monde for beignets

Yes, it's basic, but it's sort of a rite of passage. And they're good beignets. Not the best in town, but I can recommend them in good conscience. The thing about beignets is that sadly nothing will compare to my recipe (sorry!) but you'll find your own favorite spot in time. For now, go with your first-semester-freshman-year friends that you may or may not stay in touch with later on and just enjoy being adults for the first time.

2. Mojo Coffee for studying and snacks

I know this is across town for you, but when I tell you how many long, long nights studying I spent here... and yeah, there is absolutely studying that you have to do in culinary school. It's not all chopping and sauteeing. I'll spare you the explanation of the history of the sous vide method, but just know that I did a lot of readings here. Get an iced mocha and a banana chocolate chip muffin and thank me later.

3. Tia Maria's for a great first date spot

Or just bring a friend here! But I always thought this place was a little romantic. Or maybe it's just that their pupusas are an experience akin to falling in love. I won't bore you with the whole story but I did have some really lovely moments here, I'll say that much.

4. City Park for people-watching and dog-watching

I went here a lot when I was feeling homesick or overwhelmed. I think something you'll find (not to scare you) is that when you're all on your own in a new place, it's easy to feel alone, even in a room full of people. For me, being completely surrounded by strangers going about their random lives made me feel better for some reason. And dogs. Lots of dogs. Just grab a bench here, watch the world go by. It'll help. I promise.

5. Red Eye Grill for FOOD and NON ALCOHOLIC DRINKS until you are 21

I am officially NOT recommending you a bar. I'm just letting you know that this place is a lot of fun and open late, and once you are of legal drinking age (why is it so late in the US??) you would maybe enjoy a drink here. Many fun nights here in culinary school. And open late.

6. The Superdome for a concert

I DID get very lucky to get gifted Saints tickets once, but I wouldn't count on that. But next time Beyonce goes on tour (she better in the next four years) I'm coming to visit and we're going. Anyway, keep an eye out for cheap nosebleed tickets for other stuff, the stadium's not hard to get to and you'll have fun.

7. St Charles Ave for Mardi Gras

There are actually a ton of parades in different locations all season (Mardi Gras is a season, not a day!) but this was always where my friends and I went. Bring coffees and beignets and get ready to catch some beads! This is when I started really feeling like this was my city. Maybe that'll be another moment for you, but I hope you feel that it's special too.

8. Jamila's Cafe for amazing Tunisian food

You're in uni now! Try new things! My roommate, Nina, and I, we used to literally spin a wheel to try a new restaurant every weekend. Once we tried Jamila's, we sort of started rigging it so we could keep going back there. It's that good. Make sure you save room for dessert, their pastries are heavenly.

9. Fives for a special occasion

Go here with your parents toward the end of the year. Brag a little about how hard you worked. Thank them for everything. And then cover the bill. I know, I know! But trust me, it will be a special memory they never forget. I did it, and I know I won't.

(Get the oysters)

10. Bonnabel Hill for a perfect sunset

Bring a few of your friends and some NON-ALCOHOLIC beverages, also toward the end of the school year. Or maybe save it for graduation. Sunsets are kind of perfect for stuff like this, and this is the best one you'll see in NOLA. I'm not gonna say much more than that, because I know you'll make it your own. And that's what I really want for you. These are just my memories, but I know you're going to make your own.

Love you. Call me. Call your parents. Have fun and be safe.

XOXOXOXO

Tia

[sunghun]

domestic things with stray kids

requested: naur :p

warnings: mentions of food/eating (esp in felix and jeongin’s)

note: so. apparently i write for skz now.

찬 - chan

having a nightly routine together

omg so cute

so adorable

you guys are literally like the old married couple that’s still deeply in love with each other <3

and lowkey grosses everyone out with how whipped you both are <33

but anyways

we all know how chan is practically allergic to sleep

i am too tho tbh

but on the rare occasion that he’s actually home and plans on going to bed at a decent time

you both have a cute lil routine that you do together

like doing ur skincare routines for each other

being all giggly while applying the different creams and stuff :(

omg and if you do facemasks trying to make each other laugh while they’re on :((

and chan will always let you pick which one you want first bc he’s just nice like that :(((

making silly faces at each other in the mirror while you brush your teeth

omg and if you have longer hair you can bet ur ass he will brush it for you

and he’d be so gentle too 🥺

and then if you want he’d braid it for you as well

will absolutely hold you close as ur going to sleep and give you a forehead kiss before drifting off

“night, baby. love you.”

idk man where can i get a chan ://

rest of the members under the cut!

민호 - minho

going grocery shopping

going grocery shopping with someone is like . peak domesticity + intimacy imo

it’s just so cute <3

so wholesome <33

anyways be prepared to be made fun of for your food choices

“you’re getting that?”

“yes….?”

“okay….🙄”

definitely blames you for forgetting the grocery list

even if it was his fault

turns into a mom when he sees you trying to sneak food into the cart

“babe we already have 2 different kinds of cereal in here put that one back”

“sigh fine”

like don’t even try doing the puppy eyes on him bro

bc he’ll deadass just look at you like 🤨 and walk away lmao

would offer to lift you into the cart and push you around <3

except he acts like it’s such an inconvenience for him even tho he’s the one who offered??

lets out the BIGGEST sigh

“minho, honey, you’re the one who asked if i wanted to get in”

“well yeah why wouldn’t i?? you’d probably be complaining about how much your feet hurt with those ridiculous shoes you’re wearing sooner or later if i didn’t”

you were wearing sneakers but okay <3

we all know he’s allergic to showing he cares in obvious ways so we’ll save him his dignity for now

also!! sneaks in ur favorite snacks while you’re not looking

and doesn’t say a word about it unless u bring it up

“babe where did these come from i don’t remember getting them?”

and he’ll just shrug and be like

“i saw that we were running out so i grabbed some for you”

ur fave tsundere <3

창빈 - changbin

sharing clothes

listen

Listen

in reality

as someone who’s like . the same height as binnie

and definitely not the same size lmao

this would…..probs be a lowkey disaster

but in theory

this is the cutest thing ever

like 12/10 very pure very sweet

would recommend

like you two wear each other’s hoodies/shirts/whatever so much

you don’t even remember which ones are yours

definitely the type of bf where if he’s gonna be gone for a little while

he’ll spray his cologne on all the hoodies u like to steal

bc he knows how lonely you get :(

and how much you like his cologne :((

expects you to do the same for him lol

“babeeeee you’ve been gone so long why didn’t you leave any hoodies behind that smell like you 😢😢”

“i just saw you last night though??”

“exactly it’s been way too long”

will get very upset if you don’t share ur clothes w him

“changbin can i please have my hoodie back now?”

“don’t you mean our hoodie?”

*insert communist bugs bunny meme*

like idk what to tell you guys other than be prepared to have like half ur clothes stolen by ur bf <3

현진 - hyunjin

painting together

yes i’m an unoriginal bitch deal with it

but can u IMAGINE

ur in his room

the canvas is on an easel right in front of you

you’re sitting on jinnie’s lap

and he’s just gently guiding your hand that’s holding a paintbrush :((

or he’ll just wrap his arms around ur waist and watch you paint on your own

and rests his head on ur shoulder

and gives u kisses on your cheek and temple occasionally

i’m not crying you are

OR

you both have your own paper/canvas/whatever

and decide to make something for each other

but the other can’t see it until you’re both done

i can guarantee no matter what you make hyunjin will tear up a lil bit

bc hello !! you made this with him in mind !!! he inspired this !!!!

and even if it’s not the most aesthetically pleasing *ahem*

he’ll still love it and think it’s the most beautiful thing ever :(

but whether u suck like me

or you’re the next monet

hyunjin will always love whatever you make <3

definitely hangs it up in his room

always has tips and pointers to give you if you ask for some

and always makes sure to be very nice and sweet when giving them :((

oh and be prepared for him to paint the most beautiful portrait of you ever bc ur boy is whipped <33

it’s just a very relaxing and peaceful time overall

지성 - jisung

going to the park together

i’m sure you all could tell from the headcanons/reactions i’ve posted before

but i am lowkey obsessed with going to a playground with someone at sunset/nighttime

when it’s just the two of you

and you can do stupid shit without people judging you lol

imagine sitting on the swing

and jisung just starts pushing you gently without you even having to ask

until at one point he grabs the chains and holds you back

and when you turn ur head to ask him what’s up

he just gives a sweet little kiss and then continues to push you :((

sobbing

or imagine going to a park at sunset

and sitting in a gazebo

and he teaches you how to play the guitar :(

and even if you make a lot of mistakes and don’t really get it

he’s still very patient and understanding :((

then when the sun sets completely

you guys will spread out a blanket

and lay down and star gaze

and while you’re pointing out different constellations and saying how pretty the stars are

all jisung can think is how you’re so much prettier in his eyes

goodbye it was nice knowing you all

필릭스 - felix

baking with/for each other

i know y’all probably saw this from a mile away

but is this not just . the cutest??

buying cookbooks for each other :(

trying out now recipes together :((

feeding each other the yummy sweets you made

you definitely get special s/o privileges too

like any time felix tries out a new recipe for something you’re always to first one to get to try it

or even if it’s something he’s made a million times before you still get the first one of whatever it is

omg and imagine getting in little food fights while you guys are baking too

and you never know who’s gonna start it

one minute you were mixing the cake batter

and the next thing you know you have a huge streak of flour on your cheek and felix is grinning all innocently at you

until smear some back right on his forehead 3

aside from that tho

baking with felix is honestly so much fun

bc even if you’re not the greatest at it he’ll be sure to help you with every step if you need it

and even if you make a mistake and ur cookies come out terrible he’ll still eat them

bc you made them

and it’s not the taste that matters but the love and thoughtfulness put into it

or at least that’s what he says

승민 - seungmin

changing the bedsheets together

okay i know this sounds a lil weird

BUT

changing the sheets together is low-key very cute imo

like even if you don’t live together

but he’s over at ur place just hanging out

and you start complaining about having to change your sheets

bc we all know changing sheets can be vv frustrating and kind of a workout

he’ll just be like “c’mon then let’s go do it and get it over with”

and suddenly changing the sheets isn’t so bad <3

as long as ur cute bf is there to help ofc <33

orrrrr

let’s say you guys just moved in together

and you finally have all your furniture and stuff in the apartment

but suddenly you realize that you forgot to buy bedsheets

so thus begins the adventure of going to the store and trying to find a set that you both like

bc something tells me that seungmin is very hmmm grandpa-like in his bedsheet preferences

think plain dark blue, or boring stripes, or maaaaaybe plaid if he’s feeling risky

and ur just like babe i love you but no <3

so finally you guys decide on a couple sets with both of you compromising a bit

a striped set (just not in that awful brown colour he first suggested), a floral set (just not the ugly sunflower one you were gravitating towards), and another just plain black and white one

congrats on both of you being adults about it i’m proud of u <3

정인 - jeongin

sharing food with each other

okay idk about everyone else

but as someone with several siblings

sharing food is like the highest form of love/trust lmao

and seeing as jeongin also has siblings

the moment he starts sharing his food with you is like a big milestone in your relationship

and you definitely get s/o privileges with it

bc rest assured if anyone else tries to take some of his food it’s game over

but you want some of his fries?

sure baby take as many as you’d like

and everyone else is just staring at you like 😲😲

because jeongin?

willingly sharing his food??

unheard of

but with you it’s like he’s a different person

omg imagine going on a date and you guys get some ice cream

and even tho you like the flavor you got

you can’t help but keep glancing at jeongin’s bc for some reason it looks really good??

and he just sighs, gets a spoonful, and holds it up for you to take a bite

because even if he acts like it’s such a chore

he secretly loves how comfortable you two are with each other

plus he knows that if you ever have food that he wants to try you’d offer him some in a heartbeat

you guys are just the cutest :((

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