#btw when i say mix it by hand I mean with a spoon. not with ur hand

[crowcryptid]

I just age 40 grams of protein sludge i think im going to die

[kenzlie]

just one more? c.s

𝗒𝗈𝗎 were a 𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌, 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇..

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: SMUTT, oral (male receiving), degrade kink, praise kink, inappropriate language, p n v, unprotected sex, hair pulling, slapping, probably more idk i’m ℱ𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓀𝓎..

A/N: This is like my 1st post on tumblr, btw this is short bc the first time i wrote it, it got deleted, anyways if you do not like what i write and say, you can leave!! (it’s free) anyways enjoy 😈.

Orange = chris speaking, pink = fem speaking

i was sitting on the couch watching a movie, i was waiting for my boyfriend chris to get back from dropping matt and nick off at a sleepover

me and chris have a good relationship we understand each other very well and get along good, well sometimes just not always, anytime we have sex it’s gentle sex and always protected

the movie ended a few minutes ago and i’m scrolling on my phone, i hear the front door knob rattle before being opened “i’m back baby” “hi chris” i say while putting me phone away and smiling at him as he sets his stuff down and plops next to me on the couch “sorry i took so long, matt and nick got hungry so we stopped to get them food” “don’t be sorry baby, wanna make some brownies?” “yeah sure”

we’re standing in the kitchen mixing the batter, well i was, chris was just standing and watching “are you gonna help or just stand there?” i say with a bit of a attitude “you can do it” “no come help chris” i say annoyed, he ignores me “oh so now you can’t hear?” “i can hear perfect but you wanted to make them” “i thought you’d be a good boyfriend and help, i mean come on it’s common sense chris.” “i’m okay you got it” i groan at his annoying comment

i was pouring the batter into the pan making sure it was just perfect and right “let me lick the spoon” chris says trying to grab it from my hand, i pull my hand back “no, you should’ve helped” i say licking the spoon while keeping eye contact, teasing him by the minute

i had put the brownies in the oven to cook about 15 minutes ago, they’d be done it 5 to 10 minutes, me and chris were sitting on the couch looking at our phones, chris wasn’t speaking to me over the spoon thing, typical childish chris

“your a brat do you know that?” he says breaking the silence “excuse me?” i say knowing i have but chris never minded it “you heard me, you’ve been a fucking brat.” “so? your point is?” “my point is you should your attitude before i fix it for you.” “ok bud..” i knew then i had got under his skin, he HATED when i called him bud,buddy,bro or any sort of name like that, he gives me a death stare and was about to say something before the oven timer went off, i get up walking over to the kitchen,i turn off the oven before bending down with my oven mits, grabbing the pan and placing it on the counter, i turn around about to go grab a knife to cut the brownies, but instead i turn around to chris death staring me "can i help you chris?" i ask, without a word chris picks me up putting me on the edge of the counter before smashing his lips against mine "chris.." i say muffled "i warned you, did you listen? no."

all of a sudden he’s carrying me up the stairs to the bedroom, chris has never been like this with me he’s always gentle and soft, he tosses me on the bed “you wanna act like a brat? i’ll fuck you like one.” he stands in front of me unbuttoning his jeans “come here slut” he says as he pulls his boxers down, his long hard length slapping against his lower stomach, i crawl over to him as he stands at the end of the bed “chris i’m not giving you head after you didn’t even try helping me in the kitchen” he pulls my face up to look at him “do you really think i care? now open.” he says slapping my cheek slighty, i open my mouth slightly as he shoves himself in without warning “mph!” i say muffled, i suck slowly since that’s usually how we always go, slow and gentle, “faster whore..” he breathes out grabbing my hair and fucking my mouth, i stroke what i can’t fit, “fuck..” he moans, almost whimpering, i speed up my pace with both my hands and mouth, all of a sudden he shoots warm white ropes to the back of my throat, i swallowed his load as i breathe out

before i can even speak im being pushed onto my back, chris wastes to time pulling off my shirt and pants, leaving me only in my underwear and bra, my underwear was soaked, i looked away embarrassed, chris grabs my face to look at him “how fucking pathetic..” he slips my underwear off my body before rubbing his tip around my folds “please don’t tease..” i beg letting out a whine that was quickly replaced with a gasp that was caused from chris shoving himself inside me, his thrust were fast and rough “c-chris!” i moan as i throw my head back, chris’s hand snakes behind my head grabbing a fist full of hair, pulling on it to make me look at him, his free hand was stabbing into my hip as he fucked me without mercy “g-gonna cum baby..” i warn “c’mon baby cum for me..” my orgasm hits me hard, i moan out grabbing onto whatever i can, chris doesn’t stop, “can’t take it!” i whine “c’mon ma, just one more?”, chris thrusts into me harshly a few more times before i cum again, i could tell he was close, clearly from his now sloppy thrusts “fuck fuck fuck..” he whispers before pulling out and spilling all over my stomach

after chris cleaned me up and helped me change, he simply threw on some plaid pants and a white tank top, he crawled in bed next to me cuddling up behind me “i love you baby..” he whispers into my ear “i love you too chris..” i whisper back.

A/N: this is my first smut in a while so ntm, anywho i hope you enjoyed this!!

@chrissslut

[cacysayshi]

trick or treat!

here, have my brownie cookie recipe! it had to be edited a bit bc I bake this recipe primarily on Vibes, so uh. woo! it yields somewhere between two and three dozen cookies depending on how big you make them

I'd recommend setting aside two or three hours to bake, especially if you can't bake all the batter at the same time or holding up the hand mixer makes your hand/wrist/arm hurt something awful. personally I lay on the floor while things are baking to recuperate 👍 btw if there's no eggs in the batter at that moment it can sit out on the counter for a few hours, if there are eggs and you need a break put it in the fridge (preferably covered but it'll probably be fine if not)

ingredients:

1 1/2 cup brown sugar

however much vegetable shortening your heart desires (aka enough to make the brown sugar smooth) (about 2/3 cup, I think)

2 eggs, 1 egg one applesauce*, or two applesauce**

1 1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract

if two eggs - one tablespoon water. one egg one applesauce- one teaspoon. two applesauce - no water

1 1/2 cup flour

1/3 cup cocoa powder

1/4 teaspoon baking powder

1/2 teaspoon salt

chocolate chips

*when I say 'an applesauce' I mean those snack size lil containers, about... 1/3, 1/2 cup? not sure tbh

**the batter tastes better if you use eggs, but the cookies' texture is a bit better if you use applesauce (I'm not a huge fan of the batter in general, but my siblings who love it told me this)

directions:

1. preheat oven to 375° and put parchment paper (not wax paper!) on a baking sheet (aka Big Pan)

2. beat sugar + shortening in a bowl until smooth (use a hand/stand/electric mixer, not a whisk. you'd get tired before it mixes fully if you did)

3. add one egg/applesauce, beat

4. add other egg/applesauce + vanilla + water (if applicable)

5. mix dry stuff in other bowl (this is mainly so it's evenly distributed, you could just dump the dry ingredients in with the wet if you want)

6. beat everything together

7. add chocolate chips (don't beat, just like. stir or fold it)

8. drop spoonfuls onto parchment paper about 1-1.5 inches apart (depending on how big your spoonfuls are)

9. start at 10 min, might take up to 15 to bake

[euclydya]

crashes in here. dusts myself off. anyway.

🍄 Do you headcanon any characters as plural? Who and why?

im pretty sure ik the answer. i want details anyway. [grabby hands]

🌾 Do you have an inner world? What's it like?

im always so interested what other peoples plural experience. our headspace is basically its own universe. whats your guyses if you have one???

🍄 u fucking already know what's up our main hc is that Harry is plural and it's practically canon actually Let's be real. WITH THAT BEING SAID LET ME GET INTO. SOEM DETAILS . [aka i am infodumping. i am infoodumpingna Lots.]

b4 i start off the lines blur on whether shit is hc or shit i/the others remember from Our Canon LMFAO so anyways:

Mixed origins. *Points at Shivers* that bitch just showed up one day! Also Limbic + ARC were born with him. So if we wanna add labels then those would be primarily traumagenic w a couple protogenic sysmates & at Least one walk-in. oh also his tie is a headmate too ofc. Hallucination at first but also his ass got introjected later.

We r actually working on a timeline of who formed when and everything is v much up in the air fr a lot of us but Anyways aside from ARC & Limbic, Composure & Half Light formed first. That much we r Certain abt. this also counts as a hradcanon btw bc we r the kind of bitch that shoehorns our canon into shit . "this is my headcanon on things haha" is how we get our shit across 2 non-systems HWJAJSJDFJFJDJSJ

tho besides those 2 a quick rundown of everyone else we know of so farrrr uhhh. From oldest to most recent: Inland & Empathy in his childhood, Encyclo, Volition, & Rhetoric in his teens, Pain Threshold coulda formed anywhere in between childhood and teens tbh we are Not Sure. And then we're Certain Physical Instrument formed when he got a job as a gym teacher. Or while he was in highschool??? one of those. Idk. Same w Endurance. And then when he was in his like 20s-30s I formed and everything went downnnnhilllll HWHSJDJDJFFJ. Once he joined the RCM Esprit formed & then ????????? and after The Incident, Shivers showed up. Anyone not listed here we have zero clue on when exactly they formed 👍

HOWEVER ASIDE FROM HARRY WE ALSO HC EVERYONE IN DE AS PLURAL IN SOME WAU IM SURE I BROUGHT THIS UP WHEN WE ANSWERED THIS SAME QUESTION LAST IDR. but yeah anyways. Everyone's Skillsets would manifest differently [Kim's fr example manifest as him writing in his journal] & everyone has different Skills. except fr maybe a couple? Like multiple people would have Empathy Skills probs but some like Shivers would be specific to Harry.,,, Kinda. I mean. Ok so how we see Shivers specifically using plural community language is that She's a walk-in and a factive (?) of the entire city. But also supra-natural shit is involved there too It's A Lot. ANYWAYS WHAT IM SAYING IS MULTIPLE PEOPLE CAN DEFINITELY FEEL THE CITY SPEAK TO THEM IT'S JUST SHIVERS AS WE KNOW HER IN-GAME IS SPECIFIC TO HARRY, FJJSJSDJDJFJ BUT YEAH NO EVERYONE HAS DIFFERENT SKILLSETS & THEY MANIFEST DIFFERENTLY FOR EVERYONE TOO one day when we have more spoons 4 thinking. we will come bacj 2 this. HFJDJDJFJF

🌾 WE DO!! It changes often though! rn since it's like,,, JUST us Skills in the fronting roster [MOMENTARILY!!! ROsie and Allan aren't dormant they're just majorly afk!! fhsjdjfjf] the main headspace view is HARRY'S headspace and *THAT* is just. longgggg winding black voidy rooms that have little to no start and end. We're forming shit though! And stuff is sticking!

We have a main area that's just a dining table & one of the rooms we've found is like. a buncha sleeping bags & a campfire? We call that room Composure's room cuz it's where it usually is.

Uhhh mine, Encyclo's, and Volition's room is similar to the master bedroom in the house our core grew up in. Which sidenote is fucky as hell cuz that's ALSO the room where our nightmares take place in! Thanks brain what the fuck! HFHDJDJDJFFJ

And then Reaction Speed kinda has xir own room too it manifests as the inside of a tent? It's tiny. but cozy? Idont think anyone else has their own rooms in Harry's headspace [and neither does Harry btw. His ass can barely manifest here unless someone yoinks him in here or it happens by accident jadjfjfj]

OUTSIDE OF THAT THOUGH WE HAVE A TONNNNN OF LAYERS & ALL FHJSJF the main layer is currently an open field w some trees & flowers on a hill. A lil ways in front of the tree is The Cave™ that holds The Fog™ [partial mix of The Pale?? but also The Fog is our own brain-made TMA-adjacent Entity. It's the embodiment of our brainfog & all. We have 2 Fog avatars one is Trant and the other FUCKING DIED I THINK BC THE FOG GOT HIS ASS???!! ithink he's still in the cave actually? Idk he existed for less than a week before disappearing!!!! Rip Mr Whitely you wil be missed maybe. Idk. cuz ur ass was a serial killer or smth in ur source so like, [lh]]

UHHHH A BIT FARTHER from the Cave is a lil cabin that belongs to Harry & Kim. And a small walk down the hill the cabin is on is The Manor™ and the Septic Household™. Both groups that those houses belong to are currently dormant rn but The Manor is still Very Much Alive Apparently so we uh. Try to. Upkeep her. So she doesn't try. to kill us <3. [I Jest i don't think she can do anything. Idk. But Dark said to not leave her alone Lest Shit Happens and i DON'T know if they were fucking with us. dhajsjfjfjfjf]

Anddddddd. Above our main layer we have,,,, uhhh. The Outskirts? Which is the layer one of our overseers, Mischief, lives in. It's like.,,, a buncha pink & purple clouds u can walk on it's pretty. above that is The Outer Nothing which is where Infīnītus & our other Hierarchy members live. The Outer Nothing is uhhh. Nothingness? Space? Void? something like that?? Idk nobody can visit it unless they're apsrt of the Hierarchy and those fucks don't front unless it's ab emergency and nooobodyyyyyy in the roster rn is anywhere NEARRRR being eligible to Join The Hierarchy I think???? so. ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯! JFJSJXKCKCKDJD

we have other layers I think but they're inaccessible rn. We can access The Outskirts if need be via The Cave and from The Outskirts we can TECHNICALLY GET TO THE OUTER NOTHING but the entrance to it is blocked off a la invisible wall </3

-Electrochemistry

[vincentvalenfine]

For the writer question, all evens go

aw fuck here we go

2. If you had to give up your keyboard and write your stories exclusively by hand, could you do it? If you already write everything by hand, a) are you a wizard and b) pen

listen I wrote fic on paper back in summer camp 10+ years ago and while I can do it, im gonna fuckin complain about it (and install talk to text)

4. What’s a word that makes you go absolutely feral?

hmm.... rage. when it's used in the right moment, the depths of anger it relays, the emotion of such tremendous anger is really powerful to me tbh

6. What is your darkest fear about writing?

that my work is always far worse than I think it is and people are merely pitying me when they say its good

8. If you had to write an entire story without either action or dialogue, which would you choose and how would it go?

I could do either honestly but I think I'll pick no dialogue, using only action to tell a story is fun!

10. Has a piece of writing ever “haunted” you? Has your own writing haunted you? What does that mean to you?

uhhhh idk that i'm necessarily haunted by any writing?? i would consider haunting to be like... a mix of nostalgia and regret, maybe yearning too. can't think of anything that really hits that feeling for me writing-wise

12. If a genie offered you three writing wishes, what would they be? Btw if you wish for more wishes the genie turns all your current WIPs into Lorem Ipsum, I don’t make the rules

i would wish for... ability to focus on writing a novel, ability to edit that novel, and ability to get it published

14. Do you lend your books to people? Are people scared to borrow books from you? Do you know exactly where all your “lost” books are and which specific friend from school you haven’t seen in twelve years still possesses them? Will you ever get them back?

I never lent books to ppl cause I was always the one borrowing them LOL

16. What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever used as a bookmark?

I don't even remember all the weird shit ive used tbh, i wish i could!!! my hand is a fave tho, have used plasticware spoons/forks... receipts are a classic

18. Choose a passage from your writing. Tell me about the backstory of this moment. How you came up with it, how it changed from start to end. Spicy addition: Questioner provides the passage.

“Doctor Zeigler is just trying to keep everyone healthy, Huntress. No one here considers you incapable, so please don't feel offended when help is offered. We are a team, after all.”

Team is straining it a little; still, Huntress has to admit there are a few moments still clear in her mind when teamwork had flown smoothly, though. She just doesn’t want to admit to needing any help. Isn’t she the one with the fancy cloak and the fancy rifle, the one who’s been helping out? Her problems should be her own, along with everything else she’s brought with her.

She still hasn’t moved when Genji sighs a little, and surprisingly reaches up his hands near the back of his head. The soft hiss of compressed air being released startles her - she hadn’t even realized the faceplate could be removed, and she finds herself holding her breath for a moment as he takes it off, eyes widening a fraction when she sees the scarred skin come into view, his angular eyes somehow far sharper than the bright green of his visor. Uncomfortably, she’s reminded of how Hanzo had watched her. Brothers, indeed. The metal that frames his face makes the sight disconcerting as she continues to stare until finally averting her gaze, mumbling a tiny apology.

“It is not shameful to accept help when it is offered to you, though I can see you do not feel the same about this. I have needed much help in my life, and while I might have once felt resentful of it like you do, I have learned much since then, and I hope you can come to the same realization that I did. So please, eat. It will make you feel better.”

this is from my overwatch fic about my girl huntress and I always did have a scene in mind where she sees genji's face for the first time. tying it in with her trouble accepting help and eating properly made it feel impactful to me, with genji extending some vulnerability to show her that it's okay to be vulnerable and need help. it's a good scene ur honor

20. If a witch offered you the choice between eternal happiness with your one true love and the ability to finally finish, perfect, and publish your dearest, darlingest, most precious WIP in exactly the way you've always imagined it — which would you choose? You can’t have both sorry, life’s a bitch

love. writing never needs to be perfect to have an impact anyway and getting published is overrated

22. How organized are you with your writing? Describe to me your organization method, if it exists. What tools do you use? Notebooks? Binders? Apps? The Cloud?

google docs, i just name things pretty straightforwardly so I know what it is (like "Hanzo fic" or "X worldbuilding")

24. How much prep work do you put into your stories? What does that look like for you? Do you enjoy this part or do you just want to get on with it?

no prep we research mid-paragraph like fools

26. How do you get into your character’s head? How do you get out? Do you ever regret going in there in the first place?

if it's a canon character I'll go through anything that features them, read their dialogues, lore, etc to help me get as much into their mindset as possible, I like being able to imagine any dialogue ive written in their voice so it checks out. there are some characters that are really Intense to get into honestly, I have to make sure it doesn't affect my own mental health to dive into that mindset, esp with characters that are depressed since I have that issue myself and it can push me in bad directions if I get too attached.

28. Who is the most delightful character you’ve ever written? Why?

I find Genji Shimada it be very delightful to write for, he has a very wholesome mindset about himself that gives me a good boost of mental wellness like "he can be so kind to himself.... maybe I can be kind to myself too" and it makes me feel good!! also he's so fucking funny tbh

30. Talk to me about the role dreams play in your writing life. Have you ever used material from your dreams in your writing? Have you ever written in a dream? Did you remember it when you woke up?

I don't recall ever writing in my dreams, but i have definitely taken inspiration from my dreams before! ive gotten characters, plots, some worldbuilding, it's not a constant deluge but sometimes my subconscious just cooks up some real fun, unique ideas

32. What is a line from a poem/novel/fanfic etc that you return to from time and time again? How did you find it? What does it mean to you?

I don't have one really tbh... adhd brain forget shit lmao

34. Thoughts on the Oxford comma, Go:

so fucking necessary!!!!!!!

36. They say to Write What You Know. Setting aside for a moment the fact that this is terrible advice...what do you Know?

im adhd babey i know So Many Thing

38. What is something about your writing process YOU think is Really Weird? If you are comfortable, please share. If you’re not comfortable, what do you think cats say about us?

uhhhhhh being able to somewhat mimic the accent of whatever character I'm writing helps me with believable dialogue? does this count?

40.Please share a poem with me, I need it.

Cat mews at my door/Asking for breakfast early/It's seven am 🙄

[n0cturna1-m3]

Tarts | John "Soap" MacTavish x Male Reader | Fluff

Fem/Minors DNI

Warnings; Little bit of kissing but that's all

Request; "could you please write some soap x male reader fluff? like quite domestic and they're baking together and have a dog maybe?" @sammy863

A/N; MY FIRST REQUEST YEAAHH!! In all honesty, I tried writing this 4 times before giving up and having my friend help me, and thank god I asked because I was pulling my hair out. I wonder if you can tell what my favourite dog breed is? /s anyway, enjoy lads!

About 1.3k words

Mo grá means 'My love' in Irish btw

“Johnny,” Y/N whined, stopping his hands that were kneading shortbread dough and hanging his head back. “When will I be done? My arms are sore.”

John turned his head to look at him while continuing to mix the tart filling he was working on. “Stop complaining,” he scolded, turning his attention back to the fruity mix. “You can put it in the fridge”

Y/N moulded it into a ball and wrapped it in clingfilm tightly, leaving no room for air bubbles before taking it to the fridge and placing it inside, shutting it behind him.

“Until it gets firm, then you can roll it flat ‘n cut it,” John said. He paused his stirring when feeling Y/N creep up behind him and wrap one of his arms around his large build. “What are you up to?”

“Nothin’” Y/N said, bringing his other hand around and revealing a bottle of whiskey, attempting to pour it into John’s handiwork, the latter grabbing his hand and squeezing.

“Awa you and chew mah banger,” The brunette hissed, squeezing Y/N’s hand. He placed the bottle on the counter but didn’t let go of it, keeping a tight grip on it. He leaned in and kissed John’s neck, proceeding to rest his chin on his shoulder.

“Aye, sorry mo gráh” Y/N replied, hand travelling down and resting on John’s hip. “I was just trying to make it taste better. You know I would though.” He whispered the last part, kissing his lover's neck again. John scoffed and patted his head before dipping his finger in the filling and putting it in front of Y/N’s lips.

“Taste.” Y/N complied, taking his finger into his mouth and licking the sweet jam off it.

“God, it’s sweet,” He grunted, playfully scrunching up his face. “It’s good, I like it.”

John hummed and pushed the bowl away from him, wrapping the top with cling film before turning around to look at Y/N who smiled and kissed him on the nose.

“I think Alfie would like some,” Y/N mentioned, letting the whiskey go and taking the spoon from the bowl, stepping away from John.

“Don’t you dare,” He warned, reaching for Y/N’s hand. He had already alerted their anatolian shepherd by saying his name, the big dog trotting into the kitchen with his ears perked up. He wagged his tail at the sight of Y/N running past him with a spoonful of jam.

“Come on, laddy! Don’t get me caught!” Y/N laughed running through the small house with both Alfie and John on his heels. Y/N slid on the wood floors because of his socks, almost running into a wall.

“Don’t you give him that, Y/N! I’ll kick your arse!” He yelled as he chased the two, almost barreling straight through their bedroom door when Y/N closed it in his face and locked it behind him, pressing his back to it to keep it closed while he laughed. He let the large dog lick the spoon clean while John made empty threats and scolded him while pounding on the door. “You’ll have to come out eventually.”

“Aye, I will!” He said, taking shaky breaths between his laughter. “But you won’t stick to any a those threats, will ya now?”

In response, John unlocked the door and shouldered it open, Y/N stumbling forward and tripping over Alfie, landing face first into the floor. Alfie picked up the spoon in his jaws and bolted past John, disappearing into the living room to lick it clean. Y/N was cackling as John grabbed his left ankle and began dragging him back into the hallway, his own laughter joining Y/N’s. Y/N grabbed onto the doorway with both his hands and effectively stopped John from yanking him any further through the home, struggling to break free from his tight grip.

John eventually let him go and Y/N rolled onto his back, a wide grin on his face as he looked up at John, sharing his fond gaze. He dropped to his knees, straddling Y/N’s legs and cupping his face, pulling him into a chaste kiss. Y/N was still giggling, wrapping his arms around John’s waist and rocking side to side as best he could. John lightly slapped his cheek and pulled away from him, Y/N’s wide, toothy smile making him laugh.

“You look like a gobshite,” He said. Y/N shrugged his shoulders and looked at him with adoration, leaning up to kiss him.

“I love you, Johnny,” Y/N whispered against John’s lips, leaning in to give him another kiss. He reciprocated it, tilting his head and smiling. Y/N let one of his hands travel down John’s back, sneakily resting on his ass and giving it a tight squeeze.

“No, we are not doing this in the hallway,” John said, pulling away from Y/N’s face and putting his hand over his mouth. The H/C furrowed his eyebrows and pouted, but John gave him a stern look that screamed ‘There will be no negotiation.’

Y/N licked John’s hand, the latter groaning and sitting up, wiping his hand on Y/N’s shirt with a face of disgust.

“Are you willing to reconsider?” He queried, tilting his head and looking at his lover with a smug face. He shook his head with a grin and attempted to stand, only to be pulled into Y/N’s arms again, wrapping them around his waist tighter and flipping them over and kissing John again.

His hands rested on John’s hips and he leaned down to kiss him on the cheek, pulling away and looking down at John.

“I love you, Johnny,” Y/N said as he kissed John again, the latter wrapping his arms around Y/N’s neck loosely. He deepened the kiss by parting his lips and running his tongue on Y/N’s own, him opening his mouth and welcoming John’s wet tongue into his mouth, sighing at the feeling of being so close to him. Y/N would never get sick of this feeling, his chest tightening and mind buzzing with excitement and affection for John, all for him, and only for him.

Alfie walked over and stared at his parents with what could only be described as disgust. The only option he had to stop this nonsense of his humans trying to eat each other's faces was obvious to him: jump on Y/N’s back and dig all four of his large paws into his skin to end this incident. So that is exactly what he did.

Y/N grunted as Alfie pushed him off of John rather aggressively, resting on his side as he barked at them both and took up a playful stance before stepping on John and laying all his body weight on him, glaring at Y/N with his big brown puppy eyes.

Scoffing, Y/N sat up and stared at the two, a betrayal written all over his face. “I can’t believe this!” He exclaimed, watching John as he laughed and wrapped his arms around the big dog. “You’ve chosen this boyo over me!”

“I haven’t, honest!” John laughed, ruffling Alfie’s thick fur as he looked at Y/N. “I’d never pick a mutt over you.”

“Tell that to the boyo that’s shoved me off ya and taken my place!”

“He’s just clingy.” Y/N made an ‘uh huh’ noise before standing up and leaving the two to cuddle. “Are you sulking now?”

“No,” Y/N lied, walking to the kitchen and watching them from behind the counter, his bottom lip and cheeks puffed out. John shook his head and pushed Alfie off of him, getting onto his feet and walking to Y/N, kissing him in the cheek.

“You’re not a very good liar,” John whispered. Y/N turned and wrapped his arms around John again, kissing his forehead and proceeding to bury his face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent. “Will you help me finish the tarts?”

“‘Course I will, mo grá.”

[stargazer-balladeer]

Can you make alphabets for Scaramouche? specifically C, I, K and L? thank u for ur time and i love ur stuff btw

Character(s): Scaramouche

Notes: Tysm 🥺🥺 <33 hope ya’ll like this!

Warning: Minor spoilers in the inazuma chapter

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Scaramouche

C = Cuddles (How often do they cuddle? How are they when they cuddle? What cuddle position do they like best? Are they the big spoon or the little spoon?)

- Cuddles with Scaramouche isn’t as frequent as you’d expect from a man working as the Fatui Harbingers. So they rarely happen, so rare because this man isn’t one to cuddle or show affections to you. At least, in the beginning of your relationship. Over time, he would slowly start to initiate cuddles, which are still rare mind you.

- Whenever he cuddles, it’s usually because he’s stressed about his line of work, either the task or the people themselves. He usually seeks your cuddles for comfort and to soothe his anger and frustration. He usually stays in one position and never leaves, despite him claiming to be there only for your amusement and sorts.

- Head buried in your chest or neck, taking in your scent and warmth. Sometimes, if he’s in a good mood, he lets you sit on his lap and cuddle you like that. But it’s often him laying on top of you, crushing you beneath him. So goodluck with that.

- Always exclaims to be the big spoon when in fact he’s the little spoon. Would never admit to the fact he likes you spoiling him with kisses and generally being showered with your love, a testament to this is the pink blush on his cheeks. Don’t even dare mention about this or else you wouldn’t get your cuddles for at least a month or so.

I = Intimacy (How romantic are they? Do you two often go on dates?)

- Unfortunately, not romantic at heart. All his mind is filled with is the orders of the Tsaritsa after practically been kidnapped by one of her subordinates and became one of them, so it’s a surprise to many that Scaramouche found a lover like you. Doesn’t put any efforts in making things romantic. Shoves a flower in your hands before going about his day. Throws a box and chocolate in your face, leaves present on your desk/bed with a not-so-threatening note attached to it, etc. but hey, at least he’s trying.

- Again, unfortunately no. He’s not used to romance at all so he’d be surprised to hear about this dating system. But once he learned about it, he would probably take you on a impromptu date the following day. Huffing at your surprised face when he mentioned it being a date, I guess whoever told him about dates left out the part where you’re supposed to be romantic. But he would make it up to you the next time, and when i mean that, holding your hand tightly. But baby steps.

K = Kissing (Do they like kissing you? Are they shy or confident in kissing you?)

- Mixed feelings about it. He loves it whenever you two kiss, but doesn’t like how his face is burning afterwards. This time however, he initiates it willingly. Loves kissing you on the lips and on top if your hand because of the look on your face. Scaramouche loves the flushed face you have and how breathless you become after a heated/rough kiss.

- Confident af. At the beginning, it was obvious he was a beginner with the way he clashes his teeth against yours. But over time, he became a professional kisser reserved for you.

L = Love (Who drops the L-word first? Would they rather say it or do it?)

- Definitely not Scaramouche. And wouldn’t either say it immediately. It would take a while before you could hear the L-word escaping through his lips. The concept of love was explained through the lips of the Tsaritsa, a sacred emotion within that needs to be protected at all cost or else it’ll burn like ashes. He always thought love was the weak, and he still does mind you, but he doesn’t mind it after meeting you. He would unintentionally let it slip during one of your cuddle session, probably too tired for his mind to function properly. Say it back and you’ll receive a rare small sleepy smile from the harbinger.

- Scaramouche isn’t one with his way of words, almost everything he says are insults and mean comments. Rarely do you ever hear anything else except those things. So, for a man like him, actions would speak louder than words. But you need to dig deep in order to find the real meaning behind his actions. Giving you gifts, affections, etc fuels him with embarrassment so he often than not, he would be aggressive about it. Please don’t hold it against him.

[girlgrouptrash101]

Cooking with Loona

Request: "i know requests are closed and i’m reallyyy sorryyyy 🥺 i’ve been going through a lot and i just didn’t have time and didn’t feel right enough to ask this: maybe cooking with loona??"

A/N: to the anonnie that requested this, i hope you're feeling better and ily ❤️❤️

(had to put a keep reading tab cuz the post was too damn long f)

- C

Heejin:

we’ve all seen the cement brownie she tried to give to chuu on her birthday vlive..... yeah....

she always skips like half the steps when she’s following recipes and then gets confused when her food doesn’t turn out the same like,, Heejins sweetie pleASE-

lowkey can’t cook but she thinks she can because you hype her up too much

like she will serve you a dish that will somehow be both burnt and cold at the same time and you still tell her she did amazing because it makes her so happy and that’s all that matters

your guys’ favourite thing to make together is probably cupcakes or cakes

because you get to bake them and Heejin gets to decorate them, and they always end up looking and tasting immaculate

everything in your guys’ relationship works better when you’re together, you two simply complete each other :’)

Hyunjin:

not only does she make the most kickass bread but girlie really is a chef of all cuisines too

you still don’t know how or where she even learned to cook so well but you aren’t complaining at all

whatever you feel like eating, Hyunjin knows how to cook it to absolute perfection and she always offers to teach you how to make your favourite dishes

you two also have matching yellow cat aprons uwu

the kind of girl to either kick you out of her kitchen for distracting her while she’s making a meal or else back hug you and help you stir a bowl with her hand over yours all romantically

it literally just depends what mood she’s in at that very moment

highkey loves loves loves cooking for you and surprising you with dinner after a long day, because her favourite thing to do is put a smile on your face :D

Haseul:

starts off really strong and sticks to the recipe... but then her mind wanders and she's like,,, well,,, what if i add this????

and you're like haseul,,,, please don't put chilli peppers in Kim lips birthday cake, i promise she can do without them,,,,,

she finds cooking in the dorms a bit stressful, doing her best to feed the hungry members after a long day of practice

so cooking with you tends to be a much more therapeutic experience, just you two, a bit of music and some tasty treats

but she of course brings back plenty of wonderful bakes for her members to enjoy too, they're literally her babies she is can't just let them STARVE 😔🙄😢

lowkey pretends she's having trouble stirring so you'll reach from the back and help her with the spoon all romantically

miss haseul you are not slick we SEE YOU

Yeojin:

yes she did in fact bejewel her cookery book

"yeojin... I can't even read the recipes, there's too much glitter!!"

"Well Y/N, sometimes, sacrifices have to be made in the name of beauty."

said sacrifices are usually cupcakes and cakes that don't rise, burnt food or just complete mush that doesn't even look like food

however, when yeojin is fully dedicated she can pack a mean lunch, sometimes she makes them for you when you're going off to school/work, and she always makes sure presentation is A+

prefers to just go out to cafes/restaurants on dates rather than cook

but that doesn't mean there haven't been times where you and her have been in the kitchen at 2am, trying to make a gigantic cake for you and all her members to share 😌

Vivi:

has the most peaceful, lofi cooking playlist ever

you two work in harmony, always helping one another but never tripping over the other in the kitchen

it's so harmonious it's like.... y'all were meant to be or sumn idk 😳😳😳

however if u try to eat any batter she will smack ur hand and be like no ⛔ that is for LATER hfhdhd

her hair always gets tied up in the cutest little bun when she's baking, and that along with her fairy apron makes her look like an actual princess

she also LOVES cooking/teaching you how to make her favourite foods from Hong Kong that she'd always make with her mom

those meals always help her when she's homesick, and with you by her side make her feel like she's not alone 🥺

Kim Lip:

CEO of pretending she has everything under control when in reality she has absolutely no idea what’s going on

“Uhhh Jungeun, is something burning?” “NOPE NOPE IDK WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT HA HA HA........”

wants to put your apron on you every time but she’s always way too shy to ask so she just resorts to back-hugging you until you get the hint and let her tie a cute little bow behind your back with the apron string hehe

makes pretty decent food when she’s not flailing around and panicking over a single grain of rice that escaped from the pot or something

however she refuses to admit when she messes up in the kitchen

like she could burn something to a crisp or use completely the wrong ingredients but she’d still eat every bite just to prove she’s the best cook in the house

if your food sucks she will tell you to your face, followed by a kiss so you forget about the fact she just roasted your cooking skills lol

Jinsoul:

Jinsoul gives off Hawaiian shirt drunk uncle at the family barbecue vibes who won't let anyone near the steaks

and you're like,, Jinsoul do you even know what you're doing????????? to which she responds - "food, heat, it's cooking. isn't that all i need to know?"

chaotic but refuses to acknowledge the chaos she causes in the kitchen

so when you have baking dates u have to keep such a close eye on her to make sure she isn't going to poison anyone with her creations

once she gets into it tho, she's grooving around the kitchen in her little robot apron, dancing to Christmas songs when it's not even Christmas and just 10/10 having a blast

not really the biggest fan of cooking but she knows you are, and since you help her build her gundams she does like to try and help our properly in the kitchen when she can

perhaps Jinsoul best girl???? perhaps??????

Choerry:

hello this sunshine absolutely LOVES baking, especially for others because putting a smile on someone's face is her main goal in life

she loves decorating with icing too, her go to patterns are smiley faces, flowers and the sun!

her playlists are always so upbeat, the two of you end up bouncing around the kitchen singing at the top of your lungs as you work

LOVES LOVES LOOOOOVES backhugs, especially recieving them,,, it makes her feel all worm and mushy inside hehe

also likes to kiss face icing off of your face, just to have an excuse to give you as many little pecks as she so desires

choerry always makes you a birthday cake every year, and she puts so much work into it, it absolutely melts your heart

plus it makes her happy to see you eating well and having a good time, she truly just is the biggest sweetheart :']

Yves:

she always says yes whenever you ask her to cook with you, but only because she just wants to flirt with you for an hour

"why do we need to make all this food, when the real snack is right in front of me? 😏"

cooking with you actually really does make her happy though, she loves that she can be so domestic with you, it's such an amazing break from her hectic life

also lowkey makes her feel like you're a married couple... and you best believe Yves can't wait to wife you up

she doesn't suck at cooking, but has often times gotten,,, ahem,,,, somewhat distracted and has prioritized making out with you against the kitchen counter rather than how long the food has been cooking, which ends up in a lot of burnt meals

baking with her is really a time, and has more than once ended in a very messy food fight because Yves wouldn't stop smearing icing all over your face 💔

her specialty is dialing the local takeaway and ordering food instead ✨ okay Yves Ramsey go off ✨

Chuu:

this baby girl is just torn between actually wanting to cook or just asking you to cook with her so she can get affection from you (as if she doesn't get that anyway smh)

backhugs except she won't let go

whenever she's making something she calls you over and she's like "Y/N is this okay?" and always asks for kisses as a reward for doing good

will feed you every single ingredient no questions asked

she loves surprising you with meals on very random occasions though, for example that one time she cooked your favourite food because it was the anniversary of the first time she got sick while dating you

she's actually a pretty good cook when she puts her mind to it though, she loves making good food that'll cheer people up when they really need it

btw you will be forced to wear matching aprons and they will be the pinkest, loudest and sparkliest ones that she can get her hands on ✨

Go Won:

have the fire service on speed dial before you even think about cooking with gowon omg

you literally also need to have indestructible tastebuds because she WILL destroy them

her speciality is starting fires and combining foods that were NEVER. EVER. E V E R. meant to be combined 😭😭

"babe come try this dish!! it's ramen mixed with coca cola, jelly and vegetable soup!!! it tastes GREAT trust me"

at the end of the day you just leave her be in the kitchen because at least she's having fun LMAO

(just always have a fire hydrant by your side okay??? she set the loona dorm on fire making chicken nuggets once...)

despite all her chaos, she somehow always produces something edible at the end and.... sometimes it actually tastes good too???

Olivia Hye:

lets you do all the work cuz she's worried she "might mess it up" when in reality she just wants to order takeout and cuddle instead smhhh

will probably follow you around the kitchen or rest her head on your shoulder while you do all the cooking, because this tsundere is secretly the biggest softie for you

she's actually a decent chef when she's motivated to help though

like she even put together a cooking playlist for you guys - which she very shyly revealed to you one time, a slight blush on her cheeks as she played the songs for you

cuz miss olhye is very much a romantic, she just doesn't have the confidence to show you all that yet hehe

her favourite is making desserts because well,,,, she gets to eat the batter and also gets tasty treats at the end

10/10 cooking backhugs also 🖐️😌

[ultimate-cinephile]

Can I PLEASE request some Viktor Licht fluff!! I'm completely obsessed with this little weirdo and cannot get enough 💕 I loved your kissing headcanon's btw

You 100% can! I've been wanting someone to request for a month now. Tysm Nonnie!!

And I'm glad you enjoyed them! Also, I had no idea what to do for a plot, so I decided to do this again seeing as how I had a lot of fun with Joker's.

VIKTOR LICHT FLUFF ALPHABET

A- Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)

He definitely admires that you don't judge him for anything. You completely understand that he's devoted to his mission (and you of course, but you didn't hear that from me) and you understand why he does what he does, and he absolutely adores it.

B- Baby (Do they want a family? Why or why not?)

In truth, I don't think he thinks about having a family much. He most definitely wouldn't mind having one in the long run (especially with you), but you'd have to be the one to bring it up.

C- Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

Viktor loves spooning. By the time he goes to bed, you're usually asleep, so he crashes into bed next to you and pulls your back to his chest and he just sort of curling you because he's that tall. It's quite comfortable for the both of you.

D- Dates (What are dates with them like?)

It takes Viktor awhile to get used to the idea of dates. His idea of a date was just two people spending time together. So for awhile, you two just sat in his office while he worked. Then he did some research (watched some romance movies with maki and iris; he r e a l l y liked The Proposal) and decided to take you out on a proper date.

This being said, dates with Viktor are usually a spur of the moment thing and happen when you both have time, but they almost always open you up to a new experience and they're always fun. Sometimes you do something crazy like going to a casino for no reason and sometimes you do something peaceful like just walking around the city and sight-seeing and window shopping and all that cool jazz.

E- Everything (You are my ___; e.g. my life, my world)

"You are my reason for everything. You remind me everyday why I do what I do. Thank you."

F- Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

It was just after Company 8 finished an Infernal. You had slipped away from the rest of the group and Viktor, being the curious boi he is, went after you. He found you comforting a crying child.

It turns out that the kid's parent had been the one to turn Infernal, and you refused to leave their side until they we laughing and smiling again.

Something about that made his heart melt.

He had no idea what was going on and later googled his symptoms (after consulting any sort of reliable medical book/website he could find) and nearly had a heart attack when he found out what it was.

G- Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how so?)

Viktor isn't really a rough man. It's just his nature (I want to make fun of him for being a pacifist, but I can't because I'm one D:<).

Anyways, he isn't overly gentle with you either. He knows that you're more than capable of handling certain things by yourself and he's happy to let you do those things, but if he sees you struggling, he won't hesitate to help you out.

H- Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

He's very fond of linking pinkies. He's not a fan of PDA, but that doesn't make him uncomfortable and he likes holding you in some way. Though if he gets jealous, he wraps an arm around your waist (more on that later though).

I- Impression (What was their first impression?)

Well, since you are a part of the Fire Force (sorry to just assign you a role like this) he naturally thought you were a bit reckless, running into fires like that, but he can't really judge since he kinda did the same thing.

J- Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

Oh, he does. He's much better at hiding it than Joker. Licht is very rarely intimidating, and the man cannot glare to save his life. A telltale sign that he's jealous is that he gets more affectionate in front of others. He'll wrap his arm around your waist and pull your back into his chest while resting his chin on the top of your head.

K- Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

Even though they're an expression of friendship, he adores eskimo kisses (when he can bend down to your height) or he likes gently kissing the top of your forehead.

Even though kisses with Licht are usually short-lived, they always communicate how much you mean to him and the words that he so often can't find to say himself.

You 100% had to initiate the first kiss. He was staying up late to work on something and you had to go to sleep or else you'd pass out on the floor so in your tired stupor you gave him a quick good-night peck to the lips.

He did not get any work done the rest of the night.

L- Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

Surprisingly??? Viktor.

Just before he goes to the Haijima lab with Shinra (i'm waiting on the dub, but i sWEAR IF THEY KILL HIM-), you run up to him and kiss him.

"I swear to Sol, Licht, if you die there, I'm gonna kill you. I love you too much to loose you."

Shinra probably had to slap him cause Viktor.exe had crashed.

M- Memory (What’s their favorite memory together?)

You and him were watching the Sound of Music, and you, being a dork, pulled him to his feet and started dancing around the room with him. Both of you fell back on your bed, laughing like a couple of idiots.

N- Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

Sometimes. He buys you stuff a lot, and sometimes if he's out in town and he sees something he knows that you'd like, he'll 100% get it for you. He loves seeing you happy and he's more than willing to spare a dollar or two to see you smile.

O- Orange (What color reminds them of their other half?)

Red. The first time you two had a proper conversation, you had accidentally cut your finger while cutting up something for dinner. He offered to help you after he saw you cursing yourself and wrapping your injured finger in a bandage.

P- Pet Names (What pet names do they use?)

I feel like Viktor isn't big on pet names but he sometimes calls you 'love'.

Q- Quaint (What is their favorite non-modern thing?)

Okay so, this is gonna sound weird, but he has a genuine fountain pen that belonged to some famous writer. He's quite proud of it.

R- Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

He loves to work on rainy days. He loves it if you sit there and watch him or if you sit in his lap. If you manage to drag him away, he'll do anything with you. Sometimes, just for the heck of it, he takes you outside and you two just walk around with an umbrella shielding you from becoming drenched.

S- Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

Viktor just stirs his problems into coffee. He has no idea how to solve his own problems, so he has no idea what he's doing if he comforts you. He usually just lets you cry and rant and scream until you feel better. He'll hold you in his lap if you want. He has no idea what to do, please help him.

T- Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

Viktor will gladly talk about his research or if you manage to get him to watch something with you, he'll geek out about that with you. It's so cute watching him freak out about the ending to Rogue One, it isn't even funny.

U- Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

A nice, hot cup of coffee or tea and you

V- Vaunt (What do they like to show off?)

His fountain pen, you, sometimes his research

W- Wedding (Where, when, and how do they propose?)

It takes him awhile to even consider marriage. Honestly? It takes him long enough that you propose!

It was on a leap day, since that's traditionally the day a woman can propose, you had a nice ring in your back pocket. You tried seven times in one day to propose, but every time you got ready to pop the question, something would come along and you had to wait a minute.

Eventually you just got fed up with going through reports so you asked Licht then. He thought you were kidding when he said yes, but then you chucked a box and his head and he'd never been more happy for a mix-up in his life.

X- Xylophone (What’s their song?)

I know it doesn't ask for a relationship song, but the only song coming to mind right now is The Reason by Hoobastank.

Y- Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

As I said before, he doesn't really think about it until after you get engaged. After that though, he admires the ring with a smile as he counts down the days until you're married.

Z- Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

Well, animals are uncommon, but once Vulcan showed him a picture of a gerbil. He has no idea what it is, but he wants one.

okay! that's it! i hope you enjoy it Nonnie!

[ggukkiedae]

can you do fluff 2 yoonmi with jungkook please?

of course! 🥰

here’s a little bit of jungmi messing around on a free day bc i miss them 🥺 (also yes this is me on my “yoonmi is proudly half-filipino” agenda)

italics mean engliiiiish

prompt: “can we make cake? i like cake”

Yoonmi loved her best friend with all of her heart. She really did. At times like this, though, she couldn’t help but question why she did.

“Come on, Mimi,” Jungkook crawled on top of her before resting his body weight on her with his head on her stomach. Yoonmi huffed a little.

“Oppa, I’m reading,” she reminded him while lightly tapping his head with the said book. “You bought me this book, so I’m enjoying your gift to me.”

“I bought you this book,” Jungkook echoed, “which means I can take it away from you whenever I want.”

Yoonmi gasped when Jungkook snatched the book from her hands before sprinting to his room. She chased after him only to see him placing the book on his highest shelf. She pouted at him.

“I hate being 157cm,” she muttered while falling back onto Jungkook’s bed. “I’m 20 now. Why can’t I grow any taller?”

“Aren’t you technically 18 to the rest of the world? You still have a chance.”

“Nice of you to still believe that.”

Yoonmi looked up at Jungkook who had a grin on his face. She knew that look. That look meant he was going to make her do something she doesn’t usually do.

“Is it too late to say no?”

“I’ve already got your attention, and I have your book for ransom,” Jungkook smugly told her. “Teach me how to cook Filipino food. Your grandma sent you stuff just for that, didn’t she?”

Yoonmi thought about it for a while. Her grandmother sent her two packs of sinigang mix, if that’s what Jungkook meant. She ordered groceries online a few days prior, and they just arrived that morning. She also knew that Jungkook was a pretty good cook when he tried. She sighed and gave in.

“We make sinigang for two, then you give me back my book?”

“How about we make sinigang for two, we rewatch Civil War, and then I give you your book?”

“Deal.”

“Nice!” Jungkook picked her up and ran to the kitchen. He looked at all the different vegetables Yoonmi laid out on the counter. There seemed to be an awful lot to do. He gulped. He was just looking for a fun way to pass the time, but it seemed like he was inflicting work on himself.

“Can we make cake? I like cake.”

“No, no, oppa,” she playfully waved her finger at him while getting meat from their fridge. “You want Filipino food, I’m giving you Filipino food.”

“We can make that purple cake! That was good. Plus, it’s purple and Filipino!”

“We don’t have the ingredients for that.”

Jungkook sighed. Well, at least he tried.

Thirty minutes and a lot of instruction later, They were on the step of adding the sinigang mix. She let Jungkook add it in while she looked for two bowls and instant rice. She heard the rustling of the plastic packaging. Remembering the taste of her grandmother’s cooking, her mouth watered. She turned around to set the bowls down on the counter but stared at Jungkook with eyes wide in shock.

“Oppa, did you add the whole pack?”

Jungkook looked at her confusedly. “Wasn’t that what I was supposed to do?”

She looked from his eyes to the empty packet, then to the small pot meant for cooking ramen for three people max. She facepalmed before taking a spoon, mixing it, and trying some for herself. Personally, she liked it. She loved sour food. She just didn’t know if Jungkook would like it. She took some of the soup and held it up for Jungkook to try. The moment he did, his face scrunched up a lot which left Yoonmi in a laughing mess.

“We are watering this down,” Jungkook grabbed a bigger pot. “And, next time, we’re making that purple cake.”

“I’ll go order the ube,” Yoonmi laughed while pulling her phone out. (ube is purple yam btw it’s really good)

[kutemouse]

He calls you clingy with hoseok? I'm love him🌻🌻, angst with fluff please :))

Alright, kutie anon, you asked for it. Please don’t hate me, it’s a lot of heated angst 💜 Btw, I love Hoseok too! He so kute 💜

Age Recommendation: 18+

Warnings: Sweeeeaaaaars (like ALWAYS come on now, y’all know the drill), mentions of alcohol consumption, Jin being an ass, Hoseok being an ABSOLUTE BUTT HOLE. I love him no matter what, but PLEASE don’t project and create toxic situations the way he is doing, ‘kay? Yelling, screaming, and crying 😭 When you ask for angst, I give you ANGST. You’re welcome 😈

Word Count: 2,663

Summary: You feel like you haven’t seen your boyfriend for a while, so you decide to go over to his place and surprise him despite him insisting on a guys’ night. Thanks to Jin mixed with alcohol, things do NOT work out well.

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Tears and Tulips (Hoseok One-Shot, Angst, Fluff)

You hesitate before knocking on the door. There’s music coming from inside, along with several muffled explosions and male voices yelling. He’ll appreciate you coming over, right? After all, you did bring food.

With that thought giving you courage, you rap your knuckles on the door. It takes a couple minutes before it opens to Jimin. His eyes go wide with surprise. “Y/n h-hi,” he stutters. “I didn’t realize you were invited over.”

You give him a weak smile. “Technically, I’m not, but… I brought food?”

You held up the bag full of take-out containers, but Jimin still hesitated before stepping aside. “I’ll let Hobi hyung know you’re here,” he muttered.

Nodding, you walked inside the apartment, inhaling the distinct scent of pizza and sweaty boys. “You cheated!” Jungkook shouted, reaching over and playfully punching Taehyung.

“You’re just mad ‘cause you suck,” the elder teased. His eyes flickered over to you. “Oh. Hey Y/n.”

“Hey.”

“Didn’t know you were coming over.”

“So I’ve been told,” you said under your breath, turning to head inside the kitchen.

Jin, Namjoon, and Yoongi were all in there, talking loudly with slurred words. Each one held a cup in their hand filled with liquid you were sure wasn’t juice. Jin’s windshield-wiper laugh rang out. “And then…” he gasped, slapping Namjoon on the chest. “And then she fucking went, ‘Oh, okay, didn’t realize you had such a huge-’”

Joon nudged Jin, cutting him off, the second he caught sight of you. “Y/n!” Namjoon said, his voice too loud, his smile too wide. “What a surprise!”

Your pathetically fake smile came back. “Hey, guys. Sorry to drop by unannounced… But I brought food.”

“Wow!” Jin exclaimed as you dropped the bag on the table. “Damn, Y/n, you’re such a good girlfriend. No girl I know would bring me a meal, let alone one for my roommates too.”

He threw you a cheeky wink. “If you and Hobi don’t work out, you should go out with me, ‘kay?”

You bit your lip and shoved your hands in your hoodie pocket, looking down at the ground as you felt heat rise to your cheeks. You hated when he did this, but you didn’t want to start drama with your boyfriend’s friends. You looked up as Jin stepped close, stumbling as he did so, and pressed his hands into your shoulders. “Seriously, I could kiss you for bringing us food,” he mumbled, his words still heavy and slurred. Your mouth fell open as he actually puckered his lips and leaned in towards you.

“The FUCK!” a voice cried out as a pair of hands reached out and roughly shoved Jin backwards. Hoseok grabbed the front of Jin’s jacket and pressed him against the wall, teeth bared, anger blasting from his dark eyes.

Namjoon and Yoongi, drunk as they were, had a hell of a time wrestling them apart until the younger three came in and helped. Taehyung tugged Jin to the front room and Jungkook held a struggling Hoseok back, pinning his arms behind him. “LET ME GO!” your boyfriend roared.

“ENOUGH!” Joon bellowed.

A beat of silence followed his thundering voice, in which all the boys froze and looked at you. You didn’t realize you were holding your hands to your mouth until that moment. Slowly, you dropped them to your sides. “I’m… I’m sorry,” you whispered.

“Fuck off!” Hoseok growled, shoving Jungkook away.

He grabbed your hand and led you wordlessly to his bedroom, fury rolling off him in waves. You jumped as he slammed the door shut. “What. The. Fuck,” he hissed, turning towards you.

You backed away, suddenly feeling a bit frightened. “Hobi, I’m sorry-”

“No! No more ‘sorries!’ No more making excuses!” he shouted, pointing towards the door. “I’m sick of you all defending him! He’s been drunk-flirting with you for weeks now, and I am two seconds away from kicking that pretty boy’s ass!”

You held your hands up. “I get it. I do, Hobi, I really do-”

“No, I don’t think you do!” Hoseok ran a hand frustratedly through his dark locks. “Watching him think he can just… just have you, like he does every other girl who comes his way is… Well, it makes me sick!”

“It makes me uncomfortable, too, I’ll be honest-”

“Then WHY?!” he roared. “WHY DO YOU PUT UP WITH IT?!”

Your mouth parted open at his words. “What am I supposed to do?” you scoffed. “He’s one of your best friends, and you know I’m not the type to start shit-”

“Well you certainly let it end in shit, don’t you?!” Hoseok spat. His chest heaved as he spoke.

“I don’t let anything happen,” you said through clenched teeth. You felt your defensive walls rising and wrapped your fingers into fists, prepping for the inevitable fight. You knew Hoseok wasn’t really mad at you, he was just projecting, but you had a terrible day and were completely fed up with his shit.

“Yes, you do,” Hoseok growled, stepping towards you. Despite you wanting to stand your ground, you wavered and backed away from him until your back hit the wall. Hoseok pressed his palms into the wall on either side of you, trapping you.

“You know exactly what you do,” he murmured, his voice low and dangerous. “Always wearing those skimpy little outfits, showing as much skin as possible…”

“Those are for YOU!” you yelled, shoving him away. “And wearing shorts and the occasional tank top does not make my outfits SKIMPY!”

You stomped to the other side of the room, still shouting as you went. “And how do my clothing choices warrant Jin flirting with me?! What, don’t have an answer?!”

You whirled around, looking your boyfriend full in the face. “Well, here it is: THEY DON’T!”

Hoseok rolled his eyes and shoved his hands in his pockets, tightening his mouth into a pout. He already knew he was in the wrong for saying that. He was just angry and wanting to blame someone for how hurt he was feeling. You didn’t begrudge him that. You did, however, resent the fact that his ‘someone’ was nearly always you. Your boyfriend could really be a child sometimes when it came to taking responsibility.

After a beat of tense silence, Hoseok snorted. “Why did you come over tonight, anyway? I told you tonight was guys’ night, Y/n.”

“Yeah, I know you did,” you replied impatiently. “But I hardly ever see you, Hobi. You’re always at work or dance practice, and I thought since you were home tonight, maybe we could spend at least a little time together.”

“Well, you thought wrong,” he snapped.

Your mouth parted open once more, taken aback. “Seriously? I even brought food for you and the guys! I just wanted to see you!”

Hoseok grabbed his hair with both of his hands, the look in his eyes unhinged. “Have you ever thought that maybe I don’t want to see you?!” he shouted. “I mean, god Y/n, you can be so… so…”

Your entire body tensed up as you waited for that next word to drop, your eyes widening as tears pricked at them.

“Clingy.”

And there it was. The verdict you didn’t realize you’d been waiting for. The one word that caused your muscles to unclench and the tears to finally spill over. You angrily swiped at them.

“Y-You think I’m clingy?” you stuttered, taking deep breaths to try and calm yourself. “F-Fine. Then I’ll give you space.”

“Y/n…” Hoseok said weakly, his eyes already filling with regret.

“No!” you said, your voice suddenly strong again. You gulped. “I’ll give you as much goddamn space as you want.”

And with that, you whirled and wrenched open the door, running down the hall, through the kitchen, and into the living room. “Y/n, please!” Hoseok called after you.

Your breath came out in gasping sobs as you struggled to unlock the door. Someone lay a hand on your shoulder, and you jumped, turning to see Namjoon looking at you. Concern filled his eyes. “Y/n, are you okay? I don’t think you should-”

You didn’t bother letting him finish. You ripped the door open and bolted down the hall, sobbing loudly as you sprinted away from all of the hurt, all of the humiliation, and most importantly, all of him.

The next few days passed in a daze. You barely spoke at your job, causing your coworkers to repeatedly ask you if something was wrong. You shut your phone off, sick of getting texts and phone calls from everyone but him. You spent most of the day sleeping, but at night, you lay awake, tears streaming from your eyes. Nothing could make you feel better, not even your favorite tv shows or movies.

Finally, the weekend came. You were wrapped in a blanket like a burrito, gorging on a gallon-size bucket of ice-cream as you watched your favorite romantic comedy for the umpteenth time. You reached over and chucked a pillow at the screen the two main characters kissed and the credits rolled. “That’s not how it ends!” you shouted.

You got up and put the ice-cream back in the freezer, dumping the spoon unceremoniously in the sink. Meandering into the bathroom, you splashed some water on your face and stared at your reflection for a moment. Dark circles covered the skin below your eyes, and your hair was a rats’ nest. You sighed and ran a brush through it, nodding in contentment as it lay at least a little more flat on your head.

You jumped as someone knocked on your door. Who could that be? You shuffled over to the door and pulled it open, eyes widening when you saw who it was. “Hey,” his voice said, cracking on the single syllable. Wow, he must be nervous.

“Hobi,” you said before shaking your head. “I mean, Hoseok. What’re you doing here?”

He shoved his hands in his pockets, giving you a half-hearted smile. “Whaddya mean? I came to see you, of course.”

You looked down at yourself in horror, realizing you were wearing an over-sized t-shirt with several stains on it, leggings covered in cat hair, and… had you even showered today? Not to mention the state of your apartment.

Then again, Hoseok looked nearly as bad as you did. He had on a bucket hat over his hair, which meant it was likely unwashed, and you noticed he didn’t have a speck of color anywhere in his outfit. He must be really depressed. He also had dark circles under his eyes, and his mouth was turned down in that famous shiot frown.

“Can I come in?” he asked.

“Oh, uh, sure.” Fuck it. Let him think your place was messy. You had nothing to hide.

He stepped inside and sat on the couch you were just burrito’d on. He motioned for you to sit, and you did so, pulling your blanket over your legs and facing him. “What’s up?” you asked, suddenly nervous.

“I just wanted to say…” he said, and you braced yourself. He wanted to break up. You just knew it.

“...That I was wrong.” You let out the breath you didn’t realize you were holding. His dark eyes roamed over you, filled with guilty remorse, one corner of his mouth turning up in a hopeful smile.

“I was so wrong, baby girl,” he murmured. Tingles shot down your spine.

Hobi earnestly grabbed my hands with his. “You weren’t to blame for any of it.”

You gently took your hands back, not ready to let him off the hook just yet. “You sure made it out like it was,” you muttered.

Hobi furiously shook his head. “You weren’t. At all. You can wear whatever you want, and it doesn’t give anyone, not even me, the right to make a move on you.”

He scooted close, his hands frantically reaching up and stroking my face. “And please, baby girl, please believe me when I say this,” he begged. “You aren’t clingy. You can come over whenever you want. I never, ever want you to feel like I don’t want you… like I don’t love you… again.”

You bit your lip before turning your face and kissing his palm, tears pricking at your eyes. “I love you too.”

Hoseok let out a sigh, a wide smile forming over his face before he leaned over and pecked you on the lips. “I’m so sorry, baby. Please forgive me?”

“I already have,” you choked out before throwing yourself in his arms.

He peppered your forehead with kisses, letting you sob into his chest. “I know baby, I know,” he murmured, rocking you back and forth. “These last few days have been hell for me too.”

Once you cried it out, Hobi stood up, got a box of tissues and began wiping and kissing your tears away, the way he’d always done and would always do. “I’ll never make you feel like that again,” he promised, his voice determined. “I promise.”

“And I promise to put Jin in his place if he ever tries that again,” you replied, tossing him a watery smile.

Hoseok grinned. “Yeah, about that. The rest of the guys agreed… If he hits on you again, they’re gonna kick his ass out.”

“No shit,” you said, slightly taken aback. You weren’t too surprised, though. The guys were probably pretty sick of all this drama.

“Speaking of them,” Hobi said, standing up and holding out a hand to you. “I have a surprise for you.”

You let him pull you upright, dropping the blanket as you stood, and lead you out into the hall. You gasped as you saw all of the guys standing there, each holding a bouquet of different-colored tulips and grinning. “We’re sorry things got so crazy,” Joon said sincerely. “We promise it won’t happen again. Right, Jin?”

He playfully wacked Jin right in the stomach, causing him to grunt. “Right,” he wheezed, holding his stomach. “I’m sorry Y/n. I promise I’ll never flirt with you again, no matter how drunk I am.”

“You’d better not,” you warned, feeling your heart swell.

Each of the guys traipsed into your apartment, setting down the tulips on the kitchen table until it was full of the beautiful flowers. Namjoon dropped off violet ones, Jungkook had purple ones, Taehyung had green ones, Jimin had yellow ones, Jin had pink ones, and Yoongi had maroon ones. Finally, you turned to see Hobi smiling and offering a single, red rose to you. “My beautiful girl deserves beautiful flowers,” he said. You took the rose and deeply inhaled its scent.

“Awwww,” Taehyung teased. You all laughed and the guys circled around you, wrapping you in the sweetest group hug you’d ever had.

“I love you guys,” you sniffled. “Thank you.”

“We love you. We don’t ever want you and Hobi hyung to break up,” Jungkook said, and the others murmured their agreement.

“Alright, that’s enough,” Hobi said, waving his roommates off. “You guys gotta get out, she’s gotta get ready.”

“For what?” you asked, blinking in surprise.

He waggled his eyebrows mischievously. “For the best date ever.”

You laughed, then pressed your hands to your mouth, feeling happy tears well up once again as the guys left and shut the door behind them. Hobi clicked his tongue in disapproval. “Uh-uh, none of that,” he murmured, drawing your chin up and brushing your lips with his. “You’ve shed enough tears.”

He hugged you tight, and you let him hold you, pressing your face into his chest as you inhaled his familiar, sunshine scent. Even though things had looked completely shitty before, you knew that this was a huge stepping stone in your relationship to bigger and better things. You knew this fight would lead to nothing but happiness, and that in a few weeks, you probably wouldn’t even remember what you fought over. You loved Hoseok, and he loved you, and there was nothing else in the world that mattered.

[lemonietrinket]

Breakfast in Bed ||| Wonpil x Reader

Summary: Making breakfast in bed for your bf on his birthday Genre: Fluff, you know the drill Warning(s): jam None  Word Count: 1558  Theme Song: Red - The Rose AN: Happy Birthday Pillie! A request/idea from @idontknowapil and now a birthday present for the brightest angel that has ever existed. Married AU bc why not

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You rubbed your eyes as you placed the knife safely in a mug by the sink, taking in the sight of your handiwork.

The toast heart was a little bit lopsided you had to admit, but you’d managed to get the jam to the correct thickness and the sides decorated to perfection. Still, your work wasn’t over. 

Feeling the pride giving you a boost of energy boost against the drain of having gotten up so early, you placed the mango and raspberry squash on the tray before lifting it carefully. 

Taking the stairs slowly, you eventually reached the top without a single drop spilt much to your satisfaction.  Easing your shared bedroom’s door open with your foot, you reentered the safe haven that had taken you so much effort to drag yourself from. A smile arose to your features as soon as you spotted the precious man that all your hard work was done for. He was still fast asleep, one arm stretched up onto the pillow with the other having remained where it had been as he cradled you during the night.

He was so adorable that it made your heart flutter, his naturally wavier hair uncaged by the straighteners he insisting on using and left free to curl over his forehead. His features seemed to be lightly furrowed, as if his dream required him to think, and it pouted his lips so sweetly. 

It took a lot of effort not to just abandon everything you’d made to join him beneath the covers once again. Still, you knew his face would be a piece of art when he woke up to see the breakfast you had prepared for him, so you stuck with the plan. 

Tiptoeing over to the bed, you placed the tray where you had sprawled so the chances of him knocking it were slim, before returning to his side.  Leaning over so you could get a better view of the beauty before you, you drew your fingers gently over his temple. Shifting a lock of hair from his skin, you pressed a kiss softly there. He was frankly irresistible, and you found yourself ducking in to plant another on his exposed cheek—the other smushed into the pillow. 

He huffed cutely in his sleep which led you to giggle; he was coming away from the world of dreams but he wasn’t quite out yet. Flicking a glance to the toast that was inevitably enjoyed much more warm, you realised it would take some more drastic measures to pull him from his slumber in time for breakfast.

Pulling the duvet the slightest bit away from his chin you nestled his jaw in the palm of your hand, tracing your thumb across the apple of his cheek. 

“Wonpil, sweetheart,” you sang tenderly, “time for breakfast.”

After receiving a scrunch of his nose as proof that your tactic was working, you let yourself chuckle at how cute he was. Giving into the temptation, you placed another kiss this time upon his nose.  This elicited a hum and before you knew it, your husband—too adorable to be true—was dozily opening his eyes.

“Good morning,” you greeted, his hand leaving the pillow and rubbing his cheeks and eyes into a further state of awake. 

“Morning,” he reciprocated with a voice gravelly from sleep, as he used most of the energy he had to lift himself ever so slightly, just so he could kiss your nose in return. It was weak, but you knew it was a precursor of what was to come. 

Making more of a gap so he could begin to breathe some cool air and awake further, you smiled at him sunnily. “Happy birthday sweetheart.”

That seemed to pry him open a bit more. “Oh!” 

He began to shift himself up in bed, ready to get out after seeing the joy in your eyes and quickly rationalising you had a plan. He was confused, then, when you pressed your hand to his chest and encouraged him to merely lay back against the headboard. 

“Get yourself comfortable,” you said with a wink, as you levied the tray across into both your hands, “because you have a special treat.”

To say his eyes widened would be an understatement. You were convinced that they had wettened at the image of the breakfast you’d made and brought him. It wasn’t the first time either of you’d had breakfast brought to them in bed, but the level of handiwork this time seemed extra special—even if it was simpler than a few of the other occasions.

“I felt bad that you’d lost out on some toast so I got you some extra bits,” you pointed to the ‘side dishes’, a portion of salad, some toast soldiers coupled with a soft boiled egg.

He looked on the food you’d gotten him with what could only be described as a happy pout. “Thank you so much, this is just so perfect... I love you so much!”

You felt your heart swell, encouraging him to tuck in. “Before it gets cold!”

While he tucked into the heart shaped toast you slipped back into the warmth of the bed beside him, resting your head on his shoulder as you watched him enjoy the mix ‘n’ match breakfast you’d presented to him.

“It tastes so good,” he exclaimed through a slightly-full mouth, unable to hold in his compliments any longer.

“It’s just the usual jam on toast,” you humbly admitted. Not that he would have that.

He shook his head, dusting his fingers off on a napkin you’d found unused from your housewarming party. “No this definitely tastes even better than normal toast.” He let his hand no free of crumbs stroke your hair as he gazed at you, fully awake and bubbly like his normal self. “It’s the taste of love, that’s what it is.”

“Ew, corny,” you scoffed, turning your head away from him to avoid his stare catching the blush that had bloomed upon your cheeks. 

He laughed, dusting off his heart toast and swiftly moving onto his egg.

“This is going to taste more than amazing too,” he announced, ducking down to kiss your head, while you let your eyes rest.

When he got a subdued response—a smile, yes, but with closed eyes—he realised you could easily fall back asleep, and that would not do.

Savouring the first taste of the egg, he brought a soldier of toast and dipped it into the vibrant, runny yoke.

“Y/N, honey, stay with me,” he giggled, running his hand down to your shoulder and rubbing lovingly, “here.”

You opened your eyes to see the tantalising sliver of toast neatly coated with yolk being held towards you. Feeling your stomach rumble out of negligence on your behalf to your own hunger you very nearly didn’t stop yourself from accepting his offer. “Pillie, it’s your breakfast!”

“Yeah, which means I choose where it goes,” he countered smoothly, gasping in faux indignance, “am I not allowed to feed my own wife?”

You pouted, before letting him feed you. He did so with a grin so radiant you were beginning to reckon you were going to need sunglasses to appreciate him in all his glory.  The taste awoke your senses and you savoured the bite, letting the texture seep in and elicit a satisfied groan from you.

“You know what you’re right, this stuff does taste much better,” you backtracked, frowning quizzically at your work.

“Because... love infusion,” he declared in English, fumbling only a bit over the phonetics.

You felt yourself burst into laughter. He was too good for your heart. “I guess so, yeah.”

He continued to feed you slips of toast, and then spoonfuls of the egg itself, and eventually you learnt that there was no point in insisting it was all for him.

Once it was all finished, his drink sipped and not a single sprig of salad remaining, Wonpil reclined back with a sated sigh.

“Best meal ever,” he stated, “Ramsay’s got nothing on you.”

Rolling your eyes with a smile you moved the tray out of the way for him and onto your bedside table, changing the subject as you did so. “So, do you want to see your present?”

His motions to begin retreating beneath the duvets again immediately halted. “This wasn’t my present?”

“One of them yes,” you explained, surprised that he thought you wouldn’t have gotten him anything substantial, “but the proper one is downstairs!”

He reasoned with the suggestion for a moment, before a mischievous glint settled in his eye. “I think I’ll take my second one first.” 

You weren’t given long to be confused, your lips parting to chide him for sinking under the blankets once again, but the chance to speak being taken away as he proceeded to snake his hands around your waist. Having propped yourself up on one elbow when he’d begun to move you slipped to the mattress with a gentle thud as he brought you flush to him.

Creating a cocoon for the two of you, you were finally enveloped in warmth as he grinned victoriously, nuzzling his nose into your hair.

“Let’s just stay here for a little bit, yeah?” he suggested, caressing your back.

And what could you say—you couldn’t say no to that man in a thousand years. Especially not on his birthday.

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AN: my apologies idk korean breakfasts so we ran with some english stuff hell yeah

btw i hate this title its so basic so if it changes in the future dont be surprised

also fun fact about me:

i hate jam with like every inch of my life so 

Masterlist

[normal-thoughts-official]

Autistic Magnus headcanons

ok so i got this big submission on autistic magnus which i absolutely love and i ended up breaking it down into parts so i would remember to address it all so uh, here we go. this is long lmao

submission made by @hasenfu

oof this got long lol

before i forget: i always saw Magnus as autistic. (or rather there was a post how Alec is obv autistic but Magnus could be, too?? address that?!?!) so i thought about it and… i guess he’s had longer to adapt and do smaller fidgets, unnoticeable, more healthy -if he allows himself to do such- and other things idk. i took a break of the show+fandom shortly after and never came back to the thought much.

it was mostly being hyposensitive to pressure, which is why he has those tight vests or flowy shirts with heavy necklaces and his array of rings. (definitely a hug person and should own a weighted blanket)

but also, opposed to this, being hypersensitive to touch, so all his shirts and his bedsheets are silk. (weighted blanket can go on top or be a spell)

that truly makes so much sense to me tbh like i’ve always envisioned magnus that way as well, especially the hyposensitive to pressure part. especially considering that at the point of show canon he’s so touch starved? like he’s been keeping away from most people and kinda trying to hide and i think that only added to that. i definitely agree with what you said about the vests/corsets:

you might have a full inbox once this is done lol # idk who figured this out first but one of Magnus/Raphael found out about vests, maybe Magnus wore corsets first (yes even as cis/amab demiman/gnc cis man, people wore corsets because fashion) and then opted for vests. or Raphael wore them first because Business Man and Important Stuff and told Magnus to stop wearing flowy shit with a million necklaces and just wear tight clothing like Proper Human Beings. amazing word count is full again.

(also don’t worry i’m well aware that cis men used to wear corsets lmao i even have an old post about it lying somewhere. not that i envision magnus as a cis man but anyway) and also want to add: tight pants. like the pants he wears are always slim fit and i think that has a lot to do with that too? just feeling grounded by the pressure, like he’s more steady in his steps. especially when he’s wearing the silky shirts and etc because those have barely any pressure (esp the open shirts and stuff. i mean obviously like you said the necklaces help make up for that, but like. it’s not enough imho) 

but also just like, nothing is as good as the good olde hugs tbh. i mean obviously the clothes are good and help him function and not have meltdowns or feel overwhelmed (because he’s had a lot of time to prevent having meltdowns, and tbh probably uses unhealthy tactics to avoid that) and he isn’t comfortable with just anyone touching him (we know that very well. also invasion of space not safe invasion of space not safe invasion of space not safe-) but the people he trusts? somehow they always feel right

i love magnus and the immortal squad being into cuddle piles, particularly magnus&raphael (who’s also hyposensitive to pressure, plus he’s a latino immigrant so he’s used to quite a lot of casual touching, but once he got to the US that was suddenly Not Allowed anymore and god that must have fucked him up so much, the cultural shock mixed in with the hyposensitivity and then he lost his whole support network on top of that. like he feels absolutely smothered by the lack of pressure all the time and it makes his skin prickle and he wants to just. scratch it off just to get some relief from the constant feeling of deprivation. and magnus of course feels a similar way, since from what i looked up quickly indonesian people are also used to overcrowded spaces and casual touching, plus again, touch starved) 

like they’re both. kind of just functioning with this constant feeling of emptiness all around them, and they can’t really afford to be as touchy as they’d like because they’d be looked down on because of that, especially as downworlders, moc, etc. but when they’re in magnus’ loft and they’re alone? cuddling all the time. constant cuddling. not a single second goes by cuddleless. legs entangled, weight blanket over them, they might switch positions a lot because they might get fidgety - especially magnus, i feel like he needs to stim and etc a lot more than Raphael does - so at one second they’re lying down, the next they’re sitting, raphael is on top of magnus, magnus is on top of raphael, they’re side by side, only their legs are intertwined, raphael is lying across magnus….. it just keeps going and after like years of doing this they just do it effortlessly? 

one of my exes called this “dynamic cuddling” cuz yeah he was a huge cuddler but also kinda fidgety and so was i and most of his other partners (i Cannot lie in the same position for a long time which is why im usually not big on cuddling, and also prefer to be the big spoon) and i definitely see it for them. just, every time one of them (again, usually magnus) moves the other moves along and they’re just adjusting to a new position together, instead of the awkward “person A starts to move so person B waits and then they do a little adjustment afterwards” thing. ragnor in particular is appalled (especially since you know, british, so used to No casual touching whatsoever, also he clearly gets overwhelmed easily considering how isolated he lives, oh look at me casually throwing in autistic ragnor lmao i need to calm tf down) at how easily they do it but that’s just years of practice, knowing each other very well, and having very similar sensory issues for you

the one downside is that since they’re too similar they both want to like, be the little spoon diahdsiah so that’s why weighted blanket is a must, even if obviously they switch - magnus is perfect for raphael because he’s bigger and taller so he can envelop him pretty easily and cover like His Whole Back and just really crowd him in the best possible way? obviously that means that raphael being small is not as good for magnus but he can be in like fetal position and hug his knees and have raphael spoon him that way, and there’s the added Compression (?) of that. plus raphael always runs his hands over magnus’ arms particularly and that adds to the good pressure and feeling. he also definitely likes playing with magnus’ hair, which magnus is delighted by (btw it’s a huge sign of closeness in indonesian culture). the scalp is sensitive, okay. it’s perfect

with alec it’s perfect for magnus because i see alec as the opposite, he does not like a lot of pressure and particularly having things on his back (he needs to be able to Move) so he likes being the big spoon. also he’s one of the few ppl who’s taller than magnus and can envelop him perfectly, just like magnus does raphael 

also going briefly back to the vests thing, i really like the idea that it was raphael’s suggestion for some reason? i mean i kind of hc that magnus has had a huge influence on raphael’s style, but i also like it as the other way around. i especially like raphael helping magnus out with Autistic Problems™ because like you said magnus has had a lot of time to learn how to cope and hide his traits in order to be taken seriously, but he’s definitely foregone his own comfort in that proccess, and probably has a few coping mechanisms that aren’t really healthy. whereas raphael has a different perspective and grew up with a supportive family when it comes to that (i particularly hc rosa as being a great support in that sense, not letting anyone give him shit, giving him hugs when he needed, keeping people away when he didn’t want to be touched, speaking for him when he went nonverbal, etc) so he has a lot of better mechanisms. and i really dig him teaching those to magnus and helping him find better alternatives. like magnus knows about vests, has used corsets in that way before, why tf didn’t he think of that? because he’s used to ignoring his own needs :) but raphael helps him find good vests that make him feel, like, perfectly hugged and grounded and it’s Very Good. they probably share a lot during the time when raphael lives with him, since magnus can just magically adjust them anyway

plus other things such as not caring if magnus stims, and whatnot

i also think that he sometimes uses magic to handle the hyposensitivity problem, cause i mean, why not? especially when he’s in the flowy open shirts and whatnot, cuz again, like, the necklaces are good and they help a lot but they are Not Good Enough. but magic can make him feel more pressure and help him out with that, he can spell himself to have this kind of… constriction? that he likes. plus his magic kind of takes care of him on its own so i can definitely see it like, enhancing his sensitivity when he needs it, running over his arms and torso to keep him grounded, and whatnot. very useful, especially because he can do that unnoticed

that’s only what i had to say on hyposensitivity to pressure dear lord someone help me daiojdsoadjasodjadijaidoaj 

onto hypersensitivity to textures! again strongly agree. i kind of headcanon that all of magnus’ clothes are lined with silk underneath because they always look just a little stuffy when they aren’t silky and again it’s clearly his favorite texture - for his sheets, his shirts, just everything he can is silky. i know he can probably magick them up but i like to think he has a tailor tbh, maybe some other old warlock who never really wanted to give up that work? idk it sounds more authentic and even connected to his roots this way so i like to headcanon that. anyway yeah silk everywhere and all the way. pretty much every other texture other than that and the People He Likes is kinda overwhelming for him, imo. which can be a Huge Problem and is probably connected to why he hates people he doesn’t like getting into his personal space - he’s perfected the personal space distancing so he’s kept away from the Bad Textures and anyone getting into it uninvited is definitely unwelcome and perceived as a threat to his safety and wellbeing - and effectively is

same goes for jewelry, like, he pretty much only wears silver stuff? i think it’s his preferred texture as well, which is why we don’t see him wearing a lot of different things. that might also be related to the thing you said about colors:

maybe being hypersensitive to colours/visual influence but this might be a jab at smol book!magnus with his neon leggings and crop tops. but all his surroundings are either dark: dark red, dark blue, or black, or medium brown (wood) or smallll golden accents. nothing harsh.

like golden can be too much visually and non-metal textures aren’t really welcome. this is also related to the pressure thing - metal is great for weight, whereas every other accessory material is Not - but texture also plays a good part

(also ur so valid for wanting to jab @ book magnus tbh lmao i don’t acknowledge that bitch)

but i could see him hyperfocusing on translations. oof idk i haven’t interacted with canon in months or maybe years. i’ve mostly thought about his stims. like also the scratching on paper, his tai chi exercises, making/drinking tea, brewing potions.

i also dig that? i think most of what we’ve seen in Genius Magnus Bane is related to that in some capacity - being his hyperfocus/hyperfixation/special interest. like the portal thing? definitely a result of him hyperfixating. and he just goes on and on, which is why he isn’t particularly known for like, One Area He Expertises On (okay i do realize this is more ADHD than autism but look he’s been alive for centuries okay his special interests are gonna pile up) but rather a lot of very specific things that he knows a lot about and that end up broaching a thousand different and wildly unrelated topics

and whenever he’s working on a magical thing, it’s just- hyperfocus all the way, baby. sometimes when he needs a distraction or is feeling overwhelmed he just goes straight to brewing because it’s guaranteed hyperfocus and like, silence in his head, you know? and he can just get away from whatever’s overwhelming/upsetting him for a while. not always healthy to do, but. still a thing that he does. translating, brewing potions, summoning things, even tracking - it immediately takes his undivided attention and suddenly he looks up and realizes that ah yes, he is in a place and has surroundings, and has a name lmao. even if it’s something like tracking which is really quick, while he’s at it he doesn’t think about absolutely anything else. then he kind of has to blink after a few seconds and remember why he was doing it in the first place lmao

this is probably deeply intertwined with his magic - like it is related to how he interacts and perceives the world, so when he’s using it, he’s effectively channeling all of his attention into one of his senses, and directing it to a single specific purpose. it’s like inhaling deeply. everything else shuts down and he’s just focused and directed into this action, and then that mixes up with autism/ADHD and you’ve got guaranteed hyperfocus. it can be both good and bad, but it’s definitely grounding and something that helps him cope with a lot of things - like, sensorial overload? just feeling overwhelmed in general? too angry or tired? needing a distraction. magic time! even if it’s just making a small ball of light, it definitely helps him focus a lot

which of course leads up to stimming! which you already mentioned up there and also in here

(obv he stimmt with his rings and ear piece thingy all the time because it cool. i don’t think he’d disturb the necklaces because they make up for not wearing a vest so playing with them would do not enough good to make up for the loss of pressure)

again completely agree with the necklace thing, he’s never really seen playing with those, but the earpieces/earlobes/rings? hoo boy. all the damn time, definitely a good way to stim. plus yeah, magic like i just said, but not only in the sense of hyperfocusing on purpose, but also that he just stims magically? like keeps making sparks with his fingers, or making and reshaping a ball like we’ve seen him do in that scene where him and alec fight in s2, some light hand twisting that comes mostly in the form of an almost imperceptible rub of his fingers together, did i mention random sparks? or just having like, invisible tendons of magic running over his arms, focusing on how they feel and making them keep twisting over him like a snake or something? dadiahias idk if i can describe that very well but you know what i mean, it’s just wrapped around his arm and moving and he’s stimming that way, focusing on its motions (plus again good pressure!) and whatnot

i also think he clicks his tongue to make up for rarely ever verbally stimming, but sometimes he can verbally stim with like specific spells that feel good on the tongue when he’s alone - it takes him centuries to ever allow himself to do that one in front of anyone, even if it’s pretty innocuous

I’m very interested in reading more on your posts and how Magnus is ADHD in things that don’t overlap with either ASD or (c-?)PTSD!

doijadoadsoaj and now that i’ve written this huge ass disconnected manifesto on a bunch of shit i realize that that was your question all along. great great great. this is fine

if you’re interested in ADHD magnus as a whole i definitely recommend reading @thesorrowoflizards‘s fantastic ADHD Magnus Manifesto which already features a lot of my headcanons anyway daoisjdaojdsaoi also i have both an adhd magnus tag and a general meta as well as a magnus meta tag (shut up i like keeping things organized okay) so you can read more stuff ive written on/that includes the subject if you want. but anyway! let me scramble up some particular headcanons out of my little peanut brain

ok i guess i can start with what i said about him having like, a lot of expertise on a bunch of unrelated topics that ends up on him having a curriculum that’s like. invented the portal, fluent in 14th century albanian, specialist in rattlesnake venom, healing magic, and endocrinology, knows how to build one (1) highly specific model of plane, PHD in the javanese herbal flora and a master’s in wormholes… and it just keeps going lmao 

i kind of envision magnus having the type of adhd where his hyperfixations last a long time and are usually related to like, Solving A Problem or Figuring Out Something - take the portal for example. he set his mind to it, right, he wants to create teleportion! and he’s gonna hyperfocus on that and learn everything there is to learn until he figures out how to do that, and then he blinks and 10 years have passed and he’s just, like, been doing that. but now that it’s done, great! onto the next topic! and it begins again daoids

i mean over time he probably got better at managing hyperfixations and still like functioning, especially because you know, as high warlock he can’t go around getting distracted and immersed in whatever the fuck he finds fitting, but that’s definitely his natural state, so to speak. he’s naturaly curious and he likes to create and alter the world around him, so he’s drawn to sciences and inventions, but pretty much everything inside that is fair game. also languages! they are useful, especially but not just for a warlock, and uncover so much about a culture and their worldview. i can definitely see him hyperfixating on translations and languages and getting absolutely immersed in those, not stopping studying until he’s absolutely fluent, even if only in a specific dialect from a specific time lmao. it’s not like it’s a problem because as a warlock he reads a lot of ancient texts. and understanding the language means understanding the exact workings of whatever spell he’s using, so again, very useful! 

also like, this is 100% projection, but jesus, time blindness. like i’m time blind as all fuck i’m the time blindest bitch i know it’s incredible, and i hc magnus as having a huge problem with that. and as an immortal, it only gets trickier. was this yesterday? was it in the 18th century? who knows! certainly not him. and after a while of immortality your notion of time is bound to get thwarped, in the same way that a year seemed like a long time when i was a kid and seems like nothing to current me - the more you live, the shorter any length of time seems to last. so he’s going to be like “this was two weeks ago” when in reality it was in the 30s. it might get him some pretty bad shocks, too, like for instance when one of his cats dies of old age - they already live so little, and the more time passes, the less that seems to be to magnus. and he might even feel guilty over that, like, i didn’t even enjoy that cat’s life, it felt to me like i found them yesterday, and now they’re gone, what kind of person am i 

that’s not true of course, he’s always taken care of his cats wonderfully, but it might feel that way for him sometimes, feel like he barely registered they were there and it all passed so quickly even if that’s not really what happened 

and sometimes panicking, like, how long has it been since i met (mortal)? are they close to dying? how much time do we have? how long did i spend worrying about the portal instead of being with them? and just spiralling into anxiety because he can’t trust his own perception of time and it’s like, suddenly, he doesn’t know

not gonna think about magnus waking up in the middle of the night before alec becomes immortal worried that it’s been longer than he thinks, that he thinks it’s been a few years but it’s actually been decades, and what if he turns around and finds that alec is greying and dying and he’s going to lose him without even noticing? is this going to slip through his fingers before he notices, because magnus will never forgive himself if it does. haha yeah definitely not gonna think about that, nope. i’m fine

but also just stupider things with time blindness, like being like “oh wow, did that restaurant i liked close? has it really been this long since i’ve last been here?” “hm. it says here that this has been a residential building for the last 30 years.” “has it???” 

getting centuries mixed up, even if he has very obvious cues to figure out where something took place (like clothing and whatnot) but sometimes he doesn’t think of doing that and just spits out however long it feels like it has been (because like idk about other people but for me time blindness comes with a very clear sense of certainty? like i’ll be like i am absolutely, completely sure that this was a week ago. but then i look and it was two months ago or last year or when i was a kid) and it’s just wildly wrong

over time he learns to always do actual calculations in his head instead of trusting his gut so as to avoid embarrassment and even scorn - oh look i’m making myself sad again god damn it - and he becomes very quick at calculating and figuring it out from cues, like “ah this clothing is from the victorian era, this material wasn’t invented before (x year), i met this person on that year…. so it’s year x”. he kind of has annotations on that so he can keep up. he doesn’t know the years and dates because of his own memories, but from like, a history-studying standpoint lmao it’s a little wack but he manages

every once in a while tho, especially when he’s with alec or his friends, he slips up, and it’s funny. especially because alec has like. an annoyingly good memory, especially with dates, so he can say the exact date that they had a specific conversation without even thinking. so magnus will be like “alexander remember last week when you made me soto ayam?” and alec will give him that shit eating grin and be like “the last time i made you soto ayam was 3 months and 12 days ago” and magnus is just like UGGGHHH and alec makes fun of him for it lmao 

but hey at least they can make up for each other’s weaknesses when it comes to that duahsda but it’s frustrating because it’s one thing that alec is effortlessly good at while magnus is very bad at, and there aren’t a lot of these - especially since magnus has had so much time and so many interests, he’s way more likely to know his way and be good with something than alec, who’s been raised in a military society where interests of any kind weren’t welcome. so it’s frustrating and by god is alec smug about it

and okay i think that’s big enough for now doaijdsaodaj i apologize for the huge incoherent ramble and also for taking so long to reply, i’m just Like This. i hope you liked my answer anyway doauhdaihdsa and thank you again for this wonderful submission, few things make me happier than getting lengthy headcanons shared with me :) 

[beigejournals]

Season 5 Lucifer

welcome to my unsolicited thoughts about Season 5 of Lucifer.  

as an avid and veteran series binger AND a talker-while-watching-a-movie-or-series-but-does-not-want-to-spoil-anything-for-my-friends type of person, i have finally dedicated a space and found a good way to let all my thoughts out as i watch a movie or series when i am alone when i can’t bother a lot of people because (1) they don’t want to be bothered and (2) i don’t want to spoil things for them.

so here are my thoughts, and of course, SPOILERS AHEAD.

BTW, i LOVED all of Lucifer! but this season was a slow burn for me. 

ep1

drug scene at Lux; is Amenadiel mean now?

so is Lucifer himself in his own hell loop when he became the ruler of hell? his own guilt towards his father? idk (to be frank, i don’t remember the past episodes except for the fact that he is now back in hell)

the premise of the first episode is cute!

side note after the title card: i remember how much i loved the soundtrack for Lucifer!

Maze is still hot.

I love how Maze and Chloe’s relationship developed and how they don’t have to use words to communicate.

Amenadiel’s and the Psychologist’s house HAHAHAHA i love it.

is Charlie Jesus? His mom’s faith in front of Ella is like every mom plus every religious person ever haha

YES. ELLA. YOU. DESERVE. A. GOOD. GUY.

self-improvement is now a meme, huh?

Dan is me.

comment on drug scene: Amenadiel is still the same, haha!

Maze and the card, haha!

how was the guy in the mask face (did i just say mask face?) blurred but in the party, Los Angeles was in perfect accuracy. excuse me.

coming out of the dead: “oh sorry, that’s so gross!” LORDT HAHA

love you, Charlie! hope you don’t feel like you have to perform because your mom expects a lot from you and that’s so ironic because she’s a psychologist!

Dan’s speeches about parenting: i get it tho, parents try to love their child, sometimes, they just don’t know how

also, i think it’s the sister but Chloe’s just a softie

lol Maze is jealous that Chloe got to talk to Lucifer and trying to say that they don’t need Lucifer.

OOF MAZE.

i forgot about what happened with Eve.

GUYS THE MURDERER IS LITERALLY GOING TO ESCAPE.

the amount of projection as defense mechanism in this episode is too much it feels like it’s too on the nose.

but i do love the parallel between what’s happening on Earth and in hell.

the amount of layers in this question either it’s Lucifer’s or his or his sister’s (assuming it is his sister who was behind his murder)

ok apparently it’s not his sister.

me in law school:

sana all kaya kang mahalin na babalik from hell. kilig aq.

also, after all these years, Lucifer’s house has been so clean!!! wala man lang alikabok

if she’ll be fine without him then who tf is that?

ok i read the synopsis for the next couple of episodes. i don’t like spoilers. don’t make the same mistake.

ep2

i’m Ella when it comes to my friends’ special people HAHA

also, i love the slight lean to one side to show us that this is not the real Lucifer.

why does he have to be naked???

it’s so funny for me how they have to reestablish him. LUCIFER NEVER LIES HAHAHAHAHA yes we can remember now after you repeated it 3x.

ALSO WHY IS EVERYTHING TO ON THE NOSE. EVERY SECOND IS A METAPHOR FOR SOMETHING. was it always like this?

Oh Michael. Nice. Was he an archer? We love the American accent.

how can Amenadiel not know that was Michael? GANON KA IDENTICAL SIZ?

we love the unnecessary car chase just to  reinstate the fact that this is a crime show

that slomo with the wings!!!

also everything is so slow with this show!!! idk why but everything feels just a little bit slower (or maybe i just want lucifer and chloe to be together? idk)

gwapo ni lucifer nung nagmomol sila ni Maze pls

cringe ng elevator scene

ykw. i think it’s because i like the lucifer character that’s why i’m impatient. he hasn’t been appearing the way i want him to.

see. you don’t have to remind me so much about the show because i know he was supposed to say “what is it that you truly desire” not fear. I FEEL LIKE THIS SEASON IS DUMBING THE PEOPLE WHO LOVED THE SHOW FOR SO LONG. okay sige.

either she knows it’s not him or SHE’S REALLY THAT NICE AND POWERFUL OF A HUMAN BEING.

oh i’ve been questioning whether they had sex already and this episode answered my question

CRINGE coffee scene: the spoon???

random question: are angels virgins? so is Michael a virgin?

what kind of a person would just go deep on someone else’s pocket just because they ran out of money?

knew it Maze won’t do Chloe dirty like that!

thanks Chloe. u know better than that. (full disclosure: I THOUGHT SHE WAS ACTING BADLY APPARENTLY A GOOD ACTOR CAN ACT BADLY TO PROVE A POINT?)

literally just liked it and now there’s a new secret that was said too soon.

God baka naman pwede mo ko gawing Chloe Decker char.

AH so interesting. Lucifer = Desire. Michael = Fear. Too on the nose again but that time, i needed the guidance because i am a dumbass.

God ain’t raising his children right!

ep3

yes explain everything to me it’s literally not like we have been binging this show for 2 hours straight

see, the Lucifer character is really endearing. i’m enjoying myself again hahaha. (well, i guess Lucifer when he’s with Chloe?)

can i just say that Tom Ellis was born for that role. he fits is so well that him acting as his own twin doesn’t sit well with me.

i just feel like this show was written by a psychologist who liked watching murder shows.

it’s Lucifer, Chloe!!! siya yon.

ep4

love Lucifer-Chloe tandem!

we love how the actors can sing and the show gives them a chance...

one thought: is everyone going to play a double of who they are?

also is Maze the daughter of Lucifer?

i love how they’re transcending mediums, reminds me of Community with their random episodes.

there you go, Chloe’s doing the double acting too.

Now it’s Linda. (so maybe this is the episode i was asking about earlier).

Now it’s Ella.

omg is this why i loved fleabag, it took forever for the Priest and Fleabag to finally do it? no. i just love the Priest.

Charlotte’s back! and the distance from the table shows how not okay they are. okay.

green screen while driving i love it.

now, Daniel!

we love gender fluidity? i guess. i’m not sure how you call it but i appreciate.

Lilith’s dress for the second song. OMG.

there again to make us dumb. after we just watched the whole thing happen, they retell the whole story again. damn. they think we dumb.

literally this season is making every girl kiss Chloe.

why did she blow the ring? was that her life?

what’s that song in the end?

OH that was the reason why she was retelling everything.

damn celestial beings are the worst parents.

ep5

i wanna be Dr. Linda Martin please.

i appreciate Lucifer wearing the bracelet until now. (but i expected nothing less)

i’ve always loved how people reacted to Amenadiel. he always seemed nerdy but these are times where he truly shine and im so happy.

i forgot.  i think i was showering that time that Michael and Lucifer fought and theyre hella dumb. ok lets go toxic masculinity mixed with daddy issues.

i know they’re too on the nose ABOUT EVERYTHING but i do like the debate about free will and predestination

honestly i don’t know what’s Chloe’s issue is with being made by God probably just because i’m lazy and i just want to lay everything in His hands but coming from a very atheistic perspective where she comes from i kinda get it. i guess my only reasoning why i’m okay with God’s reason is with her is because of my fear of the unknown; my current fear with not knowing my true purpose. at least she got hers! what is she complaining about?

oh i get it now, but that’s why there’s free will Chloe (or idk, idk how God works; there’s currently no electricity in my house rn. i don’t get how that works even if we pay for our electricity all the time, how am I suppose to know God’s plans?)

but aren’t well created for something else? looking at a selfish perspective, maybe He created all of us just because He wanted to.

wow. literally when the nun kissed Amenadiel, the lights in our house opened up. if that ain’t God. idk who that is.

wow that’s so interesting.

“There are no shortcuts.” 🥺

he exposed himself i’m interested. what if i were the one to whom that was exposed to... how would i react?

another sample of them explaining to us WHAT WE ALREADY CAN INFER FROM THE SHOW (the conversation actually continues to dumb it down for the audience) but i get it. it’s religion and fiction built together.

oh i just cringed i almost vomited with this 

also can i just share these. these are the funniest thing Chloe said on the show.

ep6

OOF what a horrifying way to start the episode (after the beach fiasco)

they’re holding us. that’s so adorable!!!

ugh. im still cringing.

yes jowa for ella yes pls. ELLA YOU SAID YOU WANT A NICE GUY!!! HE’S THERE!!! i’ll take him if you won’t!

Chloe if you don’t want Lucifer, i’ll take him too!

can i say how proud i am of Chloe and Dan’s relationship. it’s very healthy for what they are. add Lucifer and Dan to that too! we love men.

also the women in this show have bad taste in men. (except for who Linda married, i guess)

we love the seasonal girl’s night!

that whole charlie thing being amused by lucifer’s devil face is the best bit

was it Michael calling? and oh noooo ;(

FUCKEN MICHAEL

ngl i could have waited for another season for them to have sex on season 6 episode 6 but sure have it at season 5.

ep7

we love a person who wakes up and is not pretty. princess anna who? (i mean she is wearing full on make up, but we’re okay with that snore)

Deckerstar!! they made a word for it

our mojo??? does it only work on lucifer or does it work when she does it to others as well, we shall find out.

oh no! Lucifer’s isn’t working at all HAHAHAHA

it’s currently 2:19 AM. i am tired and sleepy.

Dan talking to Charlotte 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Fucking Michael

oh he emphasized archangel Michael. with my limited knowledge being raised Catholic, i was going to ask earlier if he was an archer because he had crooked shoulders. AND I JUST CHECKED. ARCHANGEL MEANS HIGH RANKING ANGEL NOT AN ANGEL WHO’S A FUCKING ARCHER. me being raised Cathlolic means nothing. HAHAHH

now i’m realizing if i see an angel, maybe i won’t be in the situation where i’ll see Amenadiel but Michael

NO NO NO AMENADIEL

i love this HAHAHAHAHA

knew it. called it! worked on lucifer ONLY. HOW CAN TWO PEOPLE BE THAT MADE FOR EACH OTHER. LORD BAKA NAMAN.

i’m ella shipping them.

THEYRE SPEAKING TAGALOG HHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH and HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

what song was that? “When it hurts, just to breathe” same

The Shining reference no thank you pls

NAAAH i really can’t do horror things especially not with things i truly fear and when i don’t have a curtain on. No thanks.

14:54 and i’m watching again open the lights bro, it’s easier to find clues that way   also i do get that they’re closing it to ensure that the killer is not there but theyre also moving like the killer is not there anyway so better open up the lights! tho i really know nothing about crime solving (i just typed crime solving instead of solving crimes didn’t i)

we stan ella’s healthy relationship!!!

can i just say there was a time where i can’t even say serial killer out loud so this is really hard for me to watch alone

i know that he’s vulnerable around the detective. BUT SHE SAID HE CHOSE TO BE SO BY NOW HE SHOULDN’T BE AFFECTED BY WHAT HE DID.

Fucken Michael.

ep8

how attractive can you be that even in slow motion, you look great.

oh apparently he did not die.

ALSO OO NGA CHLOE. US2 MO SIYA MAMATAY TEH.

CHLOE THE OVERTHINKER but i get it. BUT STILL.

you know that montage of people just studying and it’s now happening to chloe trying to solve a crime. that’s my cinematography goal HAHAHA. it’s been awhile since i’ve been invested in studying like that.

Lucifer can be just so immature some times

is KillShare based off of SkillShare?

also i’m thinking that Chloe was either taken by Michael or Dan or the SK.

that ring of Lucifer on Maze is probably the longest ring someone has waited for.

i love Maze’s eye make up! ALL THE TIME!

if the lady here is not detective and they’re relieved. that’s just fucked up, man. they were slightly relieved. that’s good acting HAHAHAHAHA.

I’M JUST PRAYING TO GOD THAT PETE REALLY IS A GOOD GUY AND NOT THE SERIAL KILLER COZ I CAN’T HATE THAT GUY PLEASE. the key and the research!!! WTF. stop trying to be smart, show!!!

his mojo is back, does that mean Chloe is gone? 😢

OH AFTER THE TAPES, I THINK IT IS THE BOYFRIEND. DAMN SHE’S REALLY INTO BAD MEN, ISN’T SHE?

I’M SO SCARED. THE SUSPENSE IS KILLING ME.

THE FLOWERS ARE FRIGGIN KILLING ME.

kamukha niya pa si Penn Badgley, nice.

DOES HE GENUINELY LIKE HER OR IS THE KISS TO THROW HER OFF GUARD.

AH NO. i think he genuinely likes her. except that she... you know found that he’s a fucking murderer

HAHAHA PETE

right??? why does this show have to say everything out loud like don’t already know.

oh he just used her but then he liked her. idk. the way he speaks too, so nonchalant.

preach, ELLA!!!! shout out to those who had crappy childhoods and are not serial killers! that’s the bare minimum i guess.

go, Ella!!! know your worth!

lol made me love Pete, he’s funny.

ok my assumptions were right-ish.

HAHAHA, his american accent.

his choosing to be bot vulnerable around her anymore, Michael, i think is a way of him staying alive for Chloe but ofc Chloe will think that Lucifer would rather have his vulnerability than to be with her.

baka di lang love language ni Lucifer words of affirmation, okay! HE SAVED HER LIFE SO MANY TIMES AND NOW SHE’S DOUBTING BECAUSE HE HASN’T SAID I LOVE YOU YET??? SIZ. HE LITERALLY LEFT HELL FOR YOU.

MICHAEL STOP. Michael the shit stirrer. we all have that one friend.

awa me kay Maze. she’s like a lost dog throughout the show.

does Michael want to be God?

skipped thru the speech. cringe.

what’s Amenadiel’s problem with his child having a normal cold? what’s wrong if he’s a mere mortal?

WHY IS EVERYONE IN THIS SHO’W SO INSECURE. i get so annoyed every time Chloe’s mad that Lucifer doesn’t get what he wants

it’s just that i resonate with Lucifer. it’s hard for me to say i love you and now i think Amenadiel stopped time.

oh. i thought Amenadiel’s fears about Charlie being mortal was superficial, i just realized that he was afraid that his child was going to die. but, he can take him to heaven like what he did with Charlotte, right?

oh Michael.

MAZE! MICHAEL IS A PATHOLOGICAL LIAR!!!! you’re fine! i don’t have a soul either.

celestial beings and their daddy issues and inability to communicate with one another and the desire to fight it out as if that’s the solution

HOTTEST BROTHERS EVER DAMN.

itong si God ngayon lang magpapakita anuna siz.

WHY ISN’T HE PLAYED BY MORGAN FREEMAN BUT OK.

CLIFFHANGER!!! IM MAD.

ep 8 should have been called blueballz tbh

[marumafan]

(spoilers)Trick or Treat CD summary

Reminder: I'm just quickly summarizing, might have missing parts.

Trick or Treat

Track 1 It starts with Yuuri sleeping and Wolfram wakes him up early with the first engiwarui cry, it’s still dark. Wolf is wearing the clothes from the halloween illustrations. Yuuri asks Wolf why he's looking so hot (using "hot limit"), and Wolfram confused opens a dictionary. He looks for hot and limit(girigiri). He mixes both words and comes up with 'atsugiri' something like a 'thick slice', and starts complaining about that (because he understood it as fat or something ). Yuuri tries other words like 'revolution' with similar comedic effects. Eventually Yuuri asks where he got the dictionary and looks at the front seeing it was Anissina who wrote it.

As he says the name, she appears, everyone's wearing the halloween outfits from here on.

They talk about Halloween (Harouin -> "Drinking Leaf Dew") in Shin Makoku. She borrowed the whip from Cherie-sama. She explains how she'll be in charge of Harouin and make a NEW Harouin, because Gunter became a victim of her experiments. When Yuuri asks if Gunter’s alive Wolfram says something like "I wouldn't call that living ".

When Wolfram complains about this, Anissina says, maybe you want to be in the experiments instead of your brother and Gunter. Wolfram apologizes to Gunter and lets him continue to be experimented on, and Yuuri says that gives him Deja-vu (Wolfram has in the past let his brother take the fall and never tried to get in his place)

They explain that he's in the okiku doll shooting lasers and can't speak.  (The Gunter seiyuu couldn't make it to the recording)

Yuuri sees his suit, he says is the same as Wolf, but Wolf corrects him says that he's a cat and his has wings.

The title for the CD starts

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Trick or Treat

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Gwen and Conrad are walking, they talk about their costumes. They're heading to the hills behind the Blood Pledge Castle. They have a container and a spoon (to collect the Dew) Gwen complains that he's too busy and Conrad thanks him for always working for the country. He also says 'daisukidayo' I love you ~, Gwen asks why and he said he just wanted to tell him how he feels. Gwen asks where is Gunter and Conrad says that he must be in some room as a 'Frozen Salmon'. Gwen doesn't understand and Conrad says you're lucky you don't.

Jozak shows up saying he brought Daikenja with him. Murata comments on their costumes, and Jozak says he's jealous and to compliment him too! Murata makes a 'voice' and says your Red Queen Cosplay is good 'hard breathing'. with byceps that can tear off the sleeves. Jozak is happy. Conrad comments that Murata looks cute with his Wolf costume, and Murata gets upset saying everyone gets it wrong, that it's a dog. He says the best part are the dog teeth and then says "gao" (like a 'scray' lion roar). Gwen immediately breaks because of the cuteness. He says it's not scary but cute, and Murata says that Gwen is scary . Conrad apologizes says that Gwen goes blind when fluffy things appear. Jozak says that if His Excellency keeps praising His Highness he'll be jealous (of who is not specified).

Gwen says he's used to seeing Gurie in those clothes for the missions so he doesn't really care at all. Conrad asks if he needs to keep wearing them and Jozak says he needs to shut up. Gwen says he prefers Jozak to use his 'usual' voice (he's been using his girl voice), and Jozak immediately starts using a deep voice. He says that he commits to being Gurie when he's cross-dressed but if Gwen asks he'll just pop instead. Conrad says he's a simple man, and Jozak says he's not, he just has his priorities clear. Murata talks to the audience and says it's a bit surreal with the dress and the biceps, but this time is just audio. Conrad asks who he's talking to. He says to everyone through their earphones and speakers. 

Jozak says they made it there. Anissina, Yuuri and Wolf appear. Yuuri tells them he was awoken by Wolf, wonders if everyone was there cuz Anissina called. Gwen says nah, and Anissina starts hitting him with the whip. Then he comments on the costume and how her breasts are popping out and she hits him again. She asks why if Yuuri has been working so hard since morning, he's slacking. Gwen says that the 'Leaf Dew Drinking' was originally something that kids and women did to pray for the safety and health of their family. Anissina gets angry hearing 'kids and women'. Keeps hitting him, saying as a politician he should be more aware of discriminatory bias. And keeps hitting him saying he should be ashamed. Wolf tells Anissina to stop. She turns to Conrad and asks why he's so late. Conrad says that he only wakes up early for the training with Yuuri and didn't think he had to wake up early that day. Yuuri says yeah me too. Then he and Wolf show off how much dew they collected. Yuu says it was fun scooping it with the spoon. Jozak says that if you mix the dew with ink it gives you a beautiful ink. Murata says he remembers that there was a 'setting' that if they drank a few drops something would happen.

Yuuri asks what he means by setting, and Murata says he was the one to come up with Harouin or rather Daikenja. He says that now a days it's different, like drink it to not catch a cold.

Wolf clarifies it's so they don't get sick and also gives you more appetite. Murata says that in the past it was different. Anissina then hits Murata with the whip and Jozak takes it away from her.

She apologizes and says that she wants to do the old tradition of Harouin. She says she wants to do it by drinking the dew of the "Mangosteen Mandragora" flower . (This name never gets heard in full, only the script has it. In the CD it's being constantly beeped out because it sounds like manko-> pussy. In other words, it's like she's saying pussy juice, and btw, they always leave the MA in.)

Yuuri says what did you say? She keeps saying it, even shortens the name (to what can only be manko-> pussy), and everyone's in like super shock and Wolfram says Anissina! And Jozak says: Even though you have such a cute face you're saying something like that (the beeping of everything Anissina is saying has a huge comedic effect).

She continues saying that drinking the MA juice, lets the person see what's to come in the near future.

They keep talking back and forth, Murata agrees, and eventually Yuuri drinks the juice and looses consciousness. -------------------------------------------- Anissina appears in chibi form as a guide ----------------------------------------- What Yuuri dreams is exactly like " It happens to everyone" Gunter is not there so Gwendal talks about him. Gwendal is happy with his horses living in harmony.

Jozak has his restaurant wearing the Chinese dress.

The Conrad scene: They're at the church. Conrad asks about Yuuri in a formal suit, Yuuri says that he does have a party with a princess and a prince.

Conrad says if you're pretending to pray your hands are wrong and fixes them. Yuuri says his fingers are cold. They talk about the weather, how Conrad is kinda mean to him, that Conrad's a celebrity bodyguard. He says the person he's looking after is selfish, but at least they're not as reckless as Yuuri used to be. Yuuri says he was a high schooler, Conrad said he didn't hate it. He accidentally touches Yuuri's neck with his finger and Yuuri kinda jumped, so Conrad gave him his scarf. Yuuri says he doesn't need it, Conrad insists. Yuuri says fine but I'll give it back, WHEN?  Conrad doesn't reply. Yuuri says, I can only get things from you but I can't get a reply. Yuuri insists, says choose a time  now. Conrad apologizes says he doesn't know his schedule before hand. Yuuri says then at least talk to your friends and brothers! Tell everyone you're ok.

Conrad gets upset and yells,even though I came here to meet you! (you're saying these things). And then he says Yuuri should just talk about himself and not ask him about him. If not, just leave. Yuuri says if you have no plans then come with me to meet Wolf and Greta. Conrad refuses, Yuuri says meet us there, Conrad says: No. Leave. He says he has things to do at the church. Even though you're not a Catholic Yuuri asks, and Conrad says yes, 'to repent'. Yuuri starts hitting him, and says he himself has countless regrets then. Then Conrad says he was the one who decided Yuuri should be on earth. Yuuri says no. Conrad says even though I knew how that would end. Yuuri says it's not his sin to bear. And Conrad says goodbye, have a good night.

and ends.

Yuuri meets with Wolfram and Greta. Just like in the story. Greta is 'upstairs' shopping with other parents. Yuuri complains, did you just leave our cute princess alone. Wolfram corrects him says that because shes 12 he shouldn't use 'cute' anymore, rather he should say beautiful or wonderful. Yuuri says he'll try. Wolf asks if he met with everyone. Yuuri says yes, they're all doing fine. Gunter owns a museum, Gurie owns a restaurant. And Conrad.... Wolf asks if he was just with him, yuuri says yes, tells him that he's a bodyguard for a celebrity. Wolf sounds sad, he said: I thought you'd bring Conrad with you. Yuuri said, I wanted to. Wolf said I thought I'd punch him in the face if I saw him, but I don't want Greta to see me like that, so I asked her to wait upstairs. Yuuri's like so that's what happened. And he apologized for not having the strength to bring him. Wolf says it's fine don't worry. -If he's doing okay that’s enough.- Yuuri says: You're really 'grown up' . Wolf complains says how much older am I than you? Yuuri says, he wasn't talking about actual years, because there's a difference with humans in development. They talk about the relationship with brothers , Yuuri with his too. He then says he couldn't really talk to Conrad and he ran away too. Wolfram says that's because Conrad has no awareness and after Yuuri he's the biggest henachoko. Yuuri says he's strict for being the youngest brother.

Wolfram says that the brothers weren't close until Yuuri came.  Then, that saying 'came' is wrong. Wolf continues: "That country.... Shin Makoku, is not our country anymore." Yuuri apologizes and Wolf says there's nothing to apologize, I won't accept any apologies. Yuuri says: BUT!

Wolf:Don't forget, the person who chose to come here, to this earth with You and Greta was me. I've never had any regrets and I never will.

Yuuri says he has tons of regrets. You’re strong.  Wolf says Of course! I'm a former soldier Yuuri says, I wasn't talking about the physical, but about your state of mind. Wolf says that's obvious too, because he's Yuuri's husband. Yuuri's like yup yup , husband huu~ And then Yuuri’s like “wait! You're the wife!” Wolf says he doesn't remember becoming his wife  Yuuri says: Eh! We find this out right after becoming newlyweds!? Wolf says it's just Yuuri having a problem understanding it. Yuuri says: Gotchu, let's talk about that in detail when we get home.  Right now we have to worry about our precious daughter, then Yuuri uses cute again, Wolf reminds him of the adjective.  Yuuri says he'll tell her she looks super beautiful and Wolf's like I've already said that to her many times! Yuuri then keeps thinking how to praise her. Wolf says don't think, feel it. What’s with the martial arts advise - Yuuri asks. Yuuri says that unlike his oniichan he can't easily say compliments. Wolf says that just looking at Greta the compliments will flow like in a fountain. Yuuri says he's bad at  Japanese  and that Wolf is like a 1000 times better than him at fashion sense. Wolf sighs and says thats why you always leave the rearing of Greta to me. He talks about the distribution of work. Wolf says and you're 'otousan' and I'm 'daddy'. Yuu says no objection there. Greta comes out, in a green dress and white cape and Yuuri and Wolf are gushing . Wolf says he wants to show her off, Yuuri says me too, but I guess I can't put her on my shoulders anymore. Wolf says true but you can let her hold your arm to escort her out. Yuuri says she can do that with 'Daddy, that he just wants to hold her hand. 

----dream ends--------- Anissina and Yuuri talk Murata calls him on the phone, to wake him up~ Murata says that because he saw the future he shouldn't have seen he'll now forget. Yuuri said it was sad except for Wolf and Greta. ----------------------- So Murata somehow makes him forget except for the good stuff, by making him cross a door from the space Yuuri was.

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Yuuri wakes up. Everyone is concerned (because they thought he was hurt). Murata says that he passed out after drinking the MA juice.

Wolf was super angry, was accusing Anissina of murder. Anissina appears and apologizes, but says she'll refine the MA juice and mass produce it next year.

Anissina asks about the dream:

Yuuri says he doesn't remember Murata says:what nothing? And then he sorta remembers seeing Greta’s more grown face and hair. Wolf immediately grabs him and says tell me everything how was she was she super beautiful!? Yuuri says stop shaking me my brains will come out of my ears.

Jozak says since it was a premonitory dream wasn't it about Greta 's dream of becoming your wife.

Wolfram looses it. Even though you have me you'd do something so disgusting with your own daughter! Yuuri shouts no no!!! You're wrong! Wolfram says: If you do anything to make Greta sad I won't forgive you

Yuuri says: Of course I'd never do something like that! She's my precious princess. Wolf: really?  Yuu: Of course, besides the one I'm marrying is you. Stop it with the weird ideas. Wolf: Huph~! You're being really honest. Finally accepted being my fiance? Yuuri : I don't know if I accepted it or resigned myself to it : Lately I've been thinking 'even though' it's Wolfram I'll be happy marrying him. Wolf: EVEN THOUGH!? WHAT does that mean!? Yuuri: Oh, just let it be! I'll be otousan and you'll be 'daddy' We'll be double fathers and raise Greta. Wolf (surprised): Oh, ok, that’s exactly what I wanted, but what does 'daddy' mean Yuuri says: I thought I'had told you about being father. Wolf's like no... but OK! "Daddy" thats good. (another dictionary scene, dame and ocha ).

Jozak compliments the family scene and says: let me be a part~ Wolf complains but Jozak says he doesn't have anyone~ Conrad says: If Jozak's joining can I join too? Wolf complains more says he won't let anyone interrupt them. Conrad says he needs to let Yuuri decide. Wolf says, Yuuri should scold Conrad for being so brazen~

Yuuri's like : What are you all talking about?

Conrad: We're talking about how since I'm not married, I don't mind being around his Majesty.

Wolfram: We're not talking about that Murata says btw didn't Cherie have a collection of men? Wolfram sad: yeah.... the maou's harem Yuuri remembers the macho guys Jozak says: If Conrad's joining (the harem) so will I~ Wolfram: Gurie, you like Anissina, she's still single. How about you go over there? Jozak: I'm getting kicked out suddenly. Oh no Third Son Excellency you're too stingy! Wolf : It's fine to be, The seats here have been occupied, go ahead and take one next to Anissina. Jozak says : Wolf’s being dumb, that there's no room between his beloved Anissina-chan ,and his most respected Excellency Gwendal.

And he points at them: Anissina then says since Yuuri couldn't remember she has to find a way. So she chooses Gwen as subject. He refuses a few times. She puts him in a box. It's MISEMASHOW. A dream theater that will let her see his dreams. She pulls out another bottle and force feeds him the MA JUICE (lord)

The machine starts electrocuting him

People watching say it's terrible. Jozak says that Cherie said that if Anissina hurt him, she'd have to take responsibility. Conrad reminds everyone of the zombie arm and starting to melt. So Jozak says he can't interrupt those two,

Then Jozak says: Muraken Geika~! I can be your Highness dog any time and do it happily, just let me know ... Murata says: Oh, but I'm a holy man~ Yuuri: What are you talking about? Anissina says Trick or Treat And Gwen cries it’s not a mischief or something like that -------------------------------

Seiyuus talk They talked about their dreams and if they were came true. The nicest thing about this talk is how all the seiyuus are kind of excited about more material coming out? I don't know if it's wishful thinking or if they know something, but it's very exciting.

[btswishes]

Are you for real?

Kihyun  (Vampire Au)

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A/N:  I wanted this to be a one shot, but my dumbass just had to start another series.Well good luck to me then, sorry for any mistakes made.

Requested by: Anonymous

Request: “ Hi! I was wondering if you could do a Kihyun vampire au? It can honestly be about anything! I love your work btw!  “

Word count:   2,921

Warnings: Swear words, blood, organs mention of death.

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   Still holding onto the small lock, you took a few steps towards the wide open window. You clearly remember closing it and pulling the curtains as far as they could go, but here you were staring at the garden. Gently placing the metal object onto your desk, you ran your hand over the window edge trying to find the bar that locks it usually. Yet you couldn’t feel anything more than 4 indents and a rough surface over them. Leaning towards it you could clearly see that something was pressed into it.The shape was irregular, but while you were inspecting it, your fingers laid comfortably in the shapes. 

  Your room was the same, nothing had changed and nothing was moved. Quickly you made your way to the bathroom to brush your teeth, in means to escape from this crazy scene, but not before pushing the window a bit closed. You were leaning on the sink, hand gripping the toothbrush and mind wandering around this mess. As you were thinking, your eyes landed on the way you were holding the plastic. A sudden picture of the broken lock appeared in your head, when you gargled the water and dashed to your room. Placing your hand on the indents you figured out that it was the perfect shape of a hand. Whatever broke the window lock used it’s hands and didn’t even make a sound as it was doing this whole thing.

  During the first few hours of your morning you left the door of your room open and staid in the living-room.It felt unsettling sitting in that place after what could have possibly happened there last night.

“Hey?” your brother’s hand waved in front of your face 

“Yeah?” you shook your head focusing on him “Did you say something?”

  He pulled the chair in front of you and placed his cereal bowl, before sitting himself. Picking up his spoon, Hae pointed at you.

“You look out of it.Wasup?” the crunching sounds mixed with his words

“Nothing, I am just still tired.” you sighed, getting up to fetch some food for yourself too.Even with your back facing him ,you knew that Hae crooked his head to the side ,since you clearly heard the crystal clear ringing sound of the bell he wore as an earring. It was followed by a short and sharp laugh from him.

“You are 250 years too early to think you can lie to me.No one can.” you sat in front of him again with the same cereal as him “What is going on in that pretty head of yours little fox?”

“Ughh, how do I say this.” you were contemplating if you should tell him what happened, but knowing he will always find out the truth, there was no option. “How many....umm....creatures can leave their hand-print in metal?”

“What?” Hae leaned closer to you and scrunched his eyebrows “In metal?”

“Yeah. Like you can clearly see the finger indentations.”

“Where did you see this?” leaning into his chair, your brother couldn’t peel his eyes off of you “Out side?”

“No.” you scratched the side of your lip with your finger and looked in the direction of your room.In a matter of seconds you saw Hae jump up and pull you back to your open bedroom door. He stepped in fearlessly and started looking around, when his eye got caught by the shiny metal object on your desk. He picked it up in his big hand and followed the carpet to the window. He took one glance at the broken lock and the finger prints you were talking about.

“I asked what creature could do this, since I don’t think any human can...you know, do that.” you were rubbing your hands uneasily as your brother’s back faced you.

“If you actually want a serious answer from me...I don’t know to be honest. It could be too many to count. People these days can travel freely from one place to the other.You don’t know who or what can be living next to you.” he said

“What are we going to do now? Tell mom or dad?” you said

“We have no proof to just walk up to them saying strange things like this.Plus you know what mom would do.” you nodded knowing very well where your brother was going with this talk. “Let’s think this through later. We have plans for today.” he grabbed your folded clothes and passed them over to you “Go get changed in my room.” 

“Ok.” you simply did as he said. Hae was looking around your desk and the objects in the room. There wasn’t much presence to begin with and nothing different.If the lock was broken than the intruder whatever he/she may be didn’t enter the room. Hae’s body was standing in the middle and moving his head from side to side, scanning everything he could.The only irregular thing was the small sprinkle of dirt that stopped under the window sill.

 Walking back in your bedroom you found your brother kneeling at the end of your room looking at something. You placed your pjs on the bed and walked up to him seeing the small dirt partials on the carpet.

“Did you find something?” you asked

“Whatever it was it didn’t get in farther than the sill. Strange thing is that this is kind of wet. It didn’t rain last night and even if it did, it would have dried up by now.”

“Oh that!” you laughed out “Yeah, I was applying hand cream last night and the bottle kind of squirted all over my carpet, I didn’t know it reached that far.” 

“That makes sense actually.” pushing up from his knee, he asked if you were done getting ready and you nodded “I will go put a shirt on, you wait downstairs with dad.” you always kept your skincare in one place and he saw the cream you were talking about. Hae left the door open before leaving. 

  In a matter of minutes you went out of the house and jumped in the car. Your had mutual friends with your brother and since it was Christmas vacation, you had some plans with them. Hae parked the car near the cafe you were going to meet at and went in. It was very nice small shop in town that had a nice ambiance. It was warm and cozy, contrasting the winter snow and cold ,outside the walls. You two found a nice place with enough chairs for when everyone arrives and took your seats. In  seconds the waiter came up to you two.

“Welcome. would you like to order?” the man was standing next to your brother 

“Yes, I would like a coffee.What do you want Y/N?” he looked at you as you were searching for your phone in your bag

“Ah, yes.” popping your head out you caught the waiter off guard since you looked a bit funny with the messy hair “I would like a hot cocoa.” no matter how you may look most men were infatuated with your looks. That was the main reason you would always sit in a corner ,when you were out with your brother.

“That will be all.” Hae cut off the staring man with his deep voice. In fact both of you were pulling attention. Your brother was tall, well build and had a muscular physique. He was handsome and his hair fit his face perfectly. He had a similar if not bigger body frame than the guy behind the counter with the orange hair.

  The waiter didn’t take too long before he walked back out and placed your orders in front of you two. He flashed you a dimple smile and left fast. As you were waiting for your friends, you saw a group of handsome boys walk into the cafe. They seemed well acquainted with the store owner, waiter and the boy behind the counter. You didn't pay them much attention, until someone walked out of the kitchen area. You remembered the sketchy boy from last night. Apparently he worked here as the chef. 

  Your brother noticed you staring at the boys but didn’t say anything because your group of friends marched in. Hae stood up and greeted the guys and you your female friends.Everyone sat down and a small chat began.

“How have you been guys, I haven’t see you in so long!” Anny said out loud, gesturing a lot

“It feels like I won’t see you all till next year again!” Jack made the all time hated joke and your brother didn’t hesitate to punch him in the stomach, coaxing a strange sound from the poor boy

“I swear Jack makes the weirdest sounds in the world.”Anny commented 

“Low key he sounds like a cross between an almost dead stabbed duck and a stepped on elephant.”added May 

“Ok, how about we stop roasting the poor boy.” Mark clapped his hands pulling everyone’s attention towards himself “How have you all been?”

“I am almost dead from studying.”Anny sighed loud enough that the whole cafe heard her “I swear if I don’t a B at least, I am giving up on education.”

“Oh yeah we have exams after winter break.” 

“Mark, you never study anyways. The only people here with good grades are Y/N, Hae and May.” Anny was right since you and your brother were perfect graders 

“You are making me feel like some kind of genius.” you laughed out a bit uneasy, when the breath stopped in your throat. You felt that familiar chill run down your spine. Trying your best not to be obvious, you looked around and saw in the reflection of the glass, the table filled with boys. That guy, the one you met in the supermarket was staring at you. Could it have been him, causing the chilling feeling you had on your way home? He didn’t look like someone extraordinary, nor did his friends. The only interesting thing about him was the pale skin he was sporting. Now in day light it was very obvious how pale he was.Back in the old days a lot of Asian women would have envied him for that effortless dead look.

  You were in the cafe for some time now and you caught yourself looking in his reflection quite often.Under all your suspicions he was actually very handsome and good looking. The way his hair framed his face, the choice of clothes and that comfortable position he was sitting in. For a moment you could have sworn he smirked at you, but you weren’t sure.

  During this whole time, your brother was throwing you glances too, he had his suspicions but didn’t ask anything. 

“Hey, isn’t anyone going to order some cake or pie?” May cut off the main conversation “I feel fat if it is only me gobbling down candy and sweet stuff.” she laughed out 

“I actually want to get some cake too.” you jumped on the idea and May didn’t waste a second, calling the waiter over and placing the order. 

“Will that be all?” he asked and you nodded.The man turned to the side and said with a louder voice “Sorry Kihyun, but your break is gonna get cut off a bit. You mind?” 

  The man you kept staring at, lowered his head and stood up”I don’t mind.Pass me the order.” he scanned through everything and looked up at his friend “We don’t have this cake right now.”

“It’s ok, I can get the same as her.” you jumped in to informed the change of plans. The man looked at you and licked his lips, almost like he was looking at glistening melted chocolate 

“If you can wait a bit I can make it for you.” he suggested and you ended up agreeing to it. Your friends were talking to you, but you were too focused on Kihyun, now knowing his name. Everything he did was elegant, the movements weren’t too sharp. The way his fingers tied the apron behind his back, even the small hopping steps he took were in a way adorable. Your first impression began disappearing and being replaced by this new imagine of him. He looked more of the talkative guy with his friends ,but not when it came to people he didn’t know.

  Hae was very attentive, he noticed the way you talked with the boy, he noticed the looks he was throwing you and on top of that he felt in a way that the boy was standing a bit far.Even when you two talked he didn’t come closer.It felt like he was keeping a distance, but not a wanted one. Not to mention the way he keeps making small movements when your brother's earring bell rings.

“I will go wash my hands guys, be right back.” you stood up and walked up to the counter asking the boy where the washroom was.He kindly pointed at it and you went in. 

  Washing your hands ,you pulled a small tissue and dried them up as well as you could. You fixed your hair and walked out of the area, but not without bumping onto someone again.

“You are a bit clumsy, aren’t you?” a hand let go of your back and you took a few steps back.

“Ah,I got you in this situation again.” you looked down at the tiles, a bit uneasy 

“It’s ok, I would say it’s luck that it was me.” he placed his hand onto your head and patted it gently, flashing you a smile that caught you off guard “Don’t fall back or you might hit that pretty head of yours.” he turned around about to walk away, when your heart started beating fast and pretty loud to your ears.His foot steps synchronized with your heart and he stopped in his tracks.

“By the way, my name is Kihyun. I guess Jooheon yelled it out pretty loud, so you probably know it already. Just in case you forgot tho.” Kihyun turned back towards you

“Nice to meet you. My name is Y/N.” you said and stretched your arm out to shake his.

“Oh I know.” he mumbled as he grabbed your hand

“What?” you didn’t hear him well, or so it seemed 

“I said the pleasure is mine.” his hands were pretty cold and firm 

“Sorry about that.” he noticed, judging from your expression ,what was going through your mind “I was beating some egg-whites awhile ago and the icy bowl almost froze my hands off. It will take me some time to warm up.” he rubbed the back of his head a bit

“It’s ok.” you pulled back your hand a bit fast and your long nail cut his skin slightly  “I am really really sorry! I am such a mess some times.I didn’t mean to scratch you.Are you ok?”

“Don’t worry about it.” he laughed out, seeing your panicked face.But he was about to leave just like that, when you grabbed his hand, pulling his sleeve up to check the wound.After the story Kihyun told you from the kitchen, you didn’t comment on his cold arm.The cut looked shallow, even if it felt deep.

“It doesn’t seem to be bleeding which is good.” 

“Yeah...I will be fine.Don’t worry about me.Your friends are probably waiting for you.” he pulled his hand away fast, but you stopped him

“Um, I know this sounds strange, but I caused you a bit of trouble the past day.I want to make it up to you if possible.” you started talking fast when he pulled out a small piece of paper from his pocket.

“Tomorrow here at 6?” Kihyun’s words shot out of his mouth fast

“Ugh, yeah ok.” your answer was as quick as the question

“Ok, then it’s a date.” he disappeared fast and you were left a bit confused 

“A-a date?” placing his number in your bag, you went back to your table.Not long after Kihyun came up and place the cake in front of you.

“Hope you enjoy it.” he flashed you a smile and you thanked him.The talk was going on between you and your group of friends more than your brother. He was leaning into the chair and sipping on his drink, when a thought came up in his head. Focused on the wall in front of him, Hae started analyzing the whole mess.

  The potential creature didn’t get in past your window sill and it seemed to be more of an active night lurker since he didn’t notice anything during the day.It was unnaturally strong and had an interest in you. Hae quickly remembered the scratch on your neck and added it without asking to his list of evidence. 

 “Took you long enough in that bathroom.” May said 

“I couldn’t wash the cream off my hands and everything was slippery.Sorry.” you laughed out

  Washed off? Hae thought to himself, when his eyes flew in the window reflection of the group of boys.  The guy talking to you was pretty pale looking, the other noticeable thing was the small hop in his step and the stretches he did from time to time.None the less he didn’t seem to like looking at himself much as well. Wait. Hae almost jumped out of his chair.

“You good bro?” Mark’s hand rubbed his shoulder, when your brother laughed out and said he burned his mouth of the drink.Everyone continued their talk as Hae noticed something. He came up to her after she washed her hands.What was the cream Y/N uses always.He tried his best to remember the white packaging of your bottle. Jujube seed...