#but the extra flavouring helps a lot i think

[frostfall24]

1, and 2 for whatever character you want from the question meme!

i WOULD choose asja cause she's the favourite but... well you saw how long the other post is LOL

1. What was the original thought that led to the creation of this character?

I actually originally made Orvyn for an assignment. the task was to write a short story about the battle of hastings, and i ended up using the basic idea of "knight who bonded with his horse thinks on the impending death of not only himself, but his loyal companion that had no choice to begin with". then i got DEEP into the elden ring brainrot spiral and thought about writing my own fic, and coincidentally, i had that knight oc just hanging out right there, with no other purpose...

2. How long was the process before the character reached its final version? (or a version that would be clearly recognizable as the character?)

Lowkey, I've only just become REALLY happy with him very recently. for the past two years he's always felt a bit off to me but i landed on it a few weeks ago: he's not a flawed enough person! i need my blorbos extra shitty! my morgkisser is terrible. asja isn't terrible but she's got a whole bunch of issues. orvyn was just too normal for me to properly enjoy

teeny bit of backstory: orvyn was a leyndell knight back in godfrey's time who became tarnished and was part of the Great March. he comes back uh, quite a few centuries later, but he doesn't exactly realise it yet and- horsegirl that he is- essentially goes "welp! time to head back home to my horse Eira and thank the erdtree for the second chance!" and then he experiences the world as an outsider for the first time on the way there and. oh no. everything is terrible and actually has been for a long time i talked about it a bit in asja's post but the main change i made to him is that he initially still carries the biases of the golden order for a while, HOWEVER his journey back to leyndell as an outsider rather than a respected knight begins to put things into more perspective for him. he learns about the history of the lands between in new, non order-bootlicking contexts. He gets to see the other side of the Liurnia/Leyndell war. He sees how corruption has ruined Stormveil. He sees well... Caelid 💀. But amidst it all theres also notes of familiarity that now feels wrong. The Order hasn't changed a bit, in spite of how long it's been since his first life. Stagnant. And he slowly begins to realise that it's hurting everyone, not just those that the Golden Order would call an enemy going into the shunning grounds is definitely the wakeup call moment tho. everything else he could kinda rationalise, but even his slightly racist self can recognise that yeah this... this aint it. asja helps to really hammer it in after the fact. before these changes he was kinda always against the order's wrongs from the start. originally i used to HC that omens were more accepted in society before godfrey left, BUT the introduction of the hornsent kinda threw a wrench into that. i still do think it got worse after he left, but the idea of orvyn not knowing about the shunning grounds made him look kinda stupid at best LOL. now its more like, he rationalised it. its better to keep them contained than to either let them hurt people or outright slaughtering them, right? but he never stepped foot down there. he presumed it was more like a gaol or something of that sort, where they got food and water and clothes delivered to them. not... literally just the sewers. maybe they were a bit more organised back in the day when leyndell could spare the resources and men for it, but never as humane as he'd been picturing. so yeah thats my silly horsegirl oc! he's been floating around in the brainspace for a good while now but im genuinely happy with him now. maybe i'll actually draw him one day like i do asja (who is even mypfp) who knows

[pearlymel]

Hiii!!

Love your work!! If you’re available, could you please write hc’s of Jing Yuan, Natasha, Kafka, Boothill, Jiaoqiu (OOC is fine!!), Sampo, Gallagher, March 7th, and/or Serval with a reader with low blood sugar? Huge self-indulgent comfort ask, but it might resonate with a lot of other people!

My DM’s are open if you ever would like to learn some major symptoms of blood sugar drops. You absolutely do not have to do all of these characters, just giving you some ideas! Have a wonderful day/night!! ☺️💕

Synopsis: headcanons of the hsr character and reader with a low blood sugar.

Includes: Boothill, Jiaoqiu (might be ooc), Jing yuan, Gallagher, and March 7th.

Notes: i didn't add all of them because i usually write up to 5 characters or so (gonna create my rules sometime this week). But thank you for the request, lovey! I had so much fun writing this, i love writing and exploring new things :) i hope it was to your expectations, and sorry if the symptoms were inaccurate (google was my help i was too shy to dm.)

↳ BOOTHILL.

—we all should agree that this man is a caring lover, although i see him as the type to forget that you're not like him. You're not metal and scraps like him, and that you're a human being who needs a lil extra care.

—he doesn't think much of it when you first tell him that you tend to have low blood sugar, he even asks random strangers at bars he goes to about this sickness.

Boothill loves all types of fun to do with you, and tonight, you suggested you both dance.

Seeing the hint of a smile gracing your lips when you try hiding it by pressing your face on shoulder, Boothill grins. And he makes no attempt to hide his delight, he tightens his grip on your frame, holding you carefully but firmly against his chest.

"Well now, ain't I a lucky devil," he drawls, the evident sarcasm was in his tone, "Looks like I'm gettin' the chance to dance with a lovely person who shares my love for tryin' new things. I must be doin' somethin' right."

Silly, you think. "You were simply just you. And i love being with you."

Boothill grins, his eyes softening at the edges as he gazes down at you.

"Well now, ain't that a sweet thing to say," he replies, his voice gruff yet affectionate. "I ain't used to hearin' such sweet talk, to be honest." He pauses for a beat, his grip on you tightening ever so slightly.

"But hearin' it from you, it's nice," he continued before pulling you a bit closer against him.

You laugh along with him, bringing your hand to brush your fingertips along his hair, your other hand over the metallic surface of his chest before you slow your movements, you feel dizzy. No, it's not from how much you both were spinning, you both were going slow and careful.

It doesn't go unnoticed by him with the shift in your demeanor, a subtle change in your movements that indicates something is amiss.

"You okay there, darlin'?" he asks, his brow furrowing as he looks down at you. He can feel something amiss with you physically.

"Lightheaded." You mumble, holding onto him. "You... You have uhm.. anything sweet i can take?" He gives you a nod, "Reach into my pocket, I'm sure there's a candy sitting there," he explains, guiding your hand to his pocket, taking it calmly.

You give him a small smile when you reach for his side pocket to grab the singular wrapped candy.

Your fingers fumbles with the wrapper before you pop it in your mouth, sucking on the strawberry flavoured candy while resting your cheek on his shoulder.

"Doin' a little better there?"

"Yeah, thanks my hero."

"Don't you go gettin' all sweet on me now," he mutters with that of gruffness, though he smiles. "You're the one who's supposed to keep me from goin' all soft."

↳ GALLAGHER.

—Oh he's ready 24/7 whenever the situation calls for it. He takes this very seriously and will make sure no funny jokes were made about it, because they're certainly not funny to him and he will kick ass if anyone makes it harder on you than it should be.

What a sight for sore eyes. Truly. And no, he's not talking about the view, he's glancing back at you where you sat while looking up at the skies, your head titled as if you're so immersed.

"Anything on your mind?" He was the first to speak as he approaches you, "A lot of things.. clouding my head." You half shrug, watching him as he takes a seat next to you with a can of some carbonated drink on his side, and you hear the slight hiss of it when he open it with his finger. The carbonated drink fizzes a little between his finger and thumb as he pops the tab open, taking a small sip from it before turning his attention back to you.

His crimson eyes were on the direction you were trying to look at but he can't find what's so interesting about tonight's sky.

“I'm willing to stay here all night and listen.” He reassures you.

"Mhm," you stare blankly ahead now, almost zoning out, and you don't notice how sweaty you're starting to feel, or how your heart starts racing.

Gallagher's eyes narrow as he notices your almost zombie like look of a thousand yard stare. The way you look unmoving and not even acknowledging him.

He doesn't say anything and just hands you his drink, gently tapping the can on your arm to bring back your attention. You don't hesitate to grab it, taking small fast sips.

"Careful," he helps you straighten your back, drinking while slouching isn't exactly good.

You sigh when you hold the can with both hands now, letting it rest on your lap, "Thank you—"

"When was the last time you ate today?" He gently cuts you off.

"Earlier."

“And can you confirm that ‘earlier’ wasn’t hours ago?” He asked, his voice now firm but he tries to stay calm.

"I'm sleepy." You brush his question off instead, looking at him while blinking slowly as you lean to rest your head on the side of his shoulder. Gallagher watches you, letting out a soft scoff at how you tried to change the subject. He knew he wasn’t going to get an answer from you, but he also wasn’t going to let you just avoid the problem either.

"We're having dinner after your little nap, deal?"

↳ MARCH 7TH.

—March.. panics when she finds out for the first time. She asks you if you were okay, if you wanted anything, even when you try to reassure her that you felt fine at times, she wouldn't be convinced until you stay under her watch. She bugs Dan Heng to tell her all the possible symptoms so she wouldn't panic more than she should.

Today, you were March's model for photography, well you always are her model because she says you're the best fit for it.

She lets you try out fun clothes and you shyly and awkwardly try to pose in front of the camera at first, but then you immediately gain the confidence after a few more clicks. Smiling and posing while trying out all the fun combinations of colours and clothes.

She looked at you, wearing clothes she had picked out for you. You looked absolutely beautiful.

The enthusiastic girl was blushing a lot as she kept taking pictures of you, giggling behind the camera even.

"March, mind if i sit down for a bit?" You hated to stop her from her enthusiasm, but you feel lightheaded almost. And you were sure it's not from the flashes.

March immediately stopped taking photos and set her camera down when you asked.

She placed a gentle hand onto your forehead, seeing if you had a fever first. "Are you feeling sick?"

"No, don't panic. I just feel lightheaded. Do you have anything sweet i can take?"

Okay, she is prepared for this, "You're low on blood sugar, are you?" She asked, concerned. March then grabbed a small candy—a lollipop, to be exact—from the camera case and offered it out to you.

"And you came prepared." You try teasing, and she nodded with a light laugh. It was a nice-looking sweet lemon-flavored lolliop.

"I carry them with me just in case!" She replied, You both sit down together, she takes out another lollipop for herself so you wouldn't feel left out.

"We can take pictures while eating these lollipops."

March nodded in agreement with your idea, she was happy that you even said that, it meant taking pictures together for an hour now wasn't boring you out.

Then, she pulled out her camera again, a grin forming on her face, "That's a good idea! Alright, on the count of three—" she pulls the lollipop out, posing as if kissing the candy while you smile widely as the camera clicks on both of you.

↳ JIAOQIU.

—sooo, he's a healer. Then that means we all can agree that he's the attentive lover, and strictly cares about your health and diet, but i feel like he'd be playful about it at times.

You don't remember sleeping for so long when you woke up rather confused, shuffling around the blankets and sitting up on the bed while rubbing your head.

Your fault for skipping breakfast and going straight into your work or chores for today.

You fail to notice at first the pink haired figure next to you, sitting beside the bed so silently that it makes you gasp when you turn around to see him.

He was holding a spoonful of some red liquid that you're sure is spicy concoction. He looks at you expectantly, a hint of mischief behind his closed eyes.

“Say ahh,” he says quietly, enjoying the moment. But you almost try not to laugh.

"What happened exactly?" You ask him, refusing to still take that.. extremely dark red soup. It was so dark you can almost smell the spice in the air.

"Someone forgot to eat their meal i prepared earlier," he hums, still trying to pry his spoon closer to your lips, "so i had to find myself misfortune in the of finding you almost unconscious. You're lucky i was carrying some sweet herbs with me." And you frown at his next words, you want to apologize for how he must've been worried.

As if sensing your next words, he smiles, "none of that. Now, open up." He offers you the spoonful again but you pull your face away.

"Are you sure you're not trying to kill me next?"

Jiaoqiu pretends to pout. His fox ears prick and he gives you a slight pout, "You're so dramatic," he says, his tail flicking with amusement. He holds up the spoon again, still waiting for you to open your mouth.

"My soup will fix your blood sugar. Trust me, it's a secret recipe," Jiaoqiu says with a sly smirk.

"What if it tastes bad?" You regret the words leaving your mouth, because he opens his eyes and stares at you with an almost hurt expression. You take the spoonful in your mouth without another complaint, and he hums in approval while closing back his eyes.

The flavours almost explode in your mouth, it.. wasn't spicy at all. It was rather sweet and savoury.

"You tricked me, it's not spicy at all."

"I never said it was spicy, though." He tilts his head, feigning innocence and confusion.

Despite his antics, you instantly feel better, although he doesn't allow you to feed yourself, he'll do it for you.

↳ JING YUAN.

—This man would spoil you rotten. You're feeling unwell? He would love to take the day off and just look after you, although there is a doctor on the side in case anything gets serious. You're simply tired not because of your low sugar levels, but just because you were? He would gladly invite you in his arms or simply sit next to you while you both chat nonstop about eachother's days if that's what will make you feel better.

You were panting when you decided to train alone in the training grounds, Yanqing offered to train with you but you insisted that you needed that full concentration.

After a while, you do feel exhausted and worn out. The spear dropping from your hands as you bend a bit to rest your hands on your knees to catch some breath.

"Now, now, if you want to get stronger, you'll also need a break." Jing Yuan's call for you is what makes you huff out a chuckle. In his hands is what looked to be a bowl of fruits with a water bottle on the other.

"i wanted to build some muscle." You tell him when he gives you that look whenever you start training alone. It's not that he's against your wishes of wanting to be stronger for your own good, but he wishes Yanqing was atleast there to watch you.

"And, I'm not a baby." You roll your eyes playfully and he lets out a deep laugh. "Eat up." You take the orange first, but he was quick to take it from your hands to peel it for you, so you take the grape instead.

You as well take the bottle, gulping down almost the whole thing. Water has never tasted this good.

"You're not a baby, but you drool like one." You almost glare at his words and he only grins while wiping the excess water and fruit juice off the corner of your lips with his thumb. "That was mean, General." You raise both of your eyebrows at him, he only pats your head back, pulling you in with his arm to just hold you.

"when the time comes, you'll be strong enough to protect me."

[froggibus]

Pool Party - Obey Me

Includes: Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Asmo, Beel & Belphie

Genre: fluff, crack

Summary: what better way to spend a hot summer day than at the pool with your favorite demons?

CW: swimming, sunburns, lots of sunscreen, kind of a crack fic ngl, alcohol and drinking, crocs, chicken fights, reader = mc

this is a part of my Summer Suntacular Event, come check it out!

guys i am SO BEYOND EXCITED TO FINALLY POST THIS!!! ive been waiting a WEEK...anyway sorry for starving my obey me followers for almost a year...my bad

Lucifer:

surprisingly not wearing his dorky scuba suit

hovers around the grill while Beel cooks 

brings extra water and sunscreen in case anyone forgets theirs 

pesters you about reapplying your sunscreen like every 20 minutes 

tries to beat Beel at chicken but almost instantly loses 

brings his extra paperwork and refuses to participate in anything until he finishes it

the only one who’s jaw doesn’t drop when he sees you in your bathing suit

he still thinks you’re hot—he just doesn’t show it like everyone else

insists on getting a group photo of everyone but it takes like ten tries before he gives up because everyone keeps squinting at the sun

wants to be the “responsible” one and not drink so he fills his thermos with sangria to be sneaky

literally everyone knows it's sangria cause who brings a thermos to the pool

Mammon:

asks for your help taking pictures of his brothers in their bathing suits so he can sell them

does not burn and refuses to put on sunscreen unless you beg him to

and then acts like he’s not doing it for you but just protecting himself

doesn’t bring his own beer or anything and just leeches off of everyone else’s

has another, secret mission of trying to push Lucifer in the water without getting caught

succeeds and blames it on you like the bastard (affectionate) that he is

thinks you look too hot in your bathing suit and tries to cover you the whole day. does not succeed.

will cause a fight if anyone compliments you 

“Mammon are you jealous or something”

“tch the Great Mammon doesn’t get jealous. you’re crazy.”

Levi:

a miracle that he even came outside i'm afraid

wears his dorky ass hawaiian button up and goggles around his neck

burns SO easily please slather him in sunscreen

hates that the other brothers get to see you in your bathing suit and pouts about it like the baby he is

lays on a lawn chair and plays on his switch + refuses to get in the water

however as soon as you ask Beel for a piggyback in the pool, he’s Michael Phelps

carries a water gun and pretends like he’s assassinating people

accidentally ruins Asmo’s makeup and starts a brawl

super blushy and flustered if you come near him in your bathing suit

and if you touch him his system does a hard reset

refers to the whole day as a ‘filler episode’ much to everyone’s confusion

eats about a thousand different popsicles with increasingly weird flavours

wears a pair of purple crocs with anime charms (he’s been begging you to get a pair for months so you guys can match croc charms)

Satan:

does not care much for swimming but he’ll lay on a lawn chair and read his book

talks to you at least three times about the dangers of UV rays and the importance of sunscreen

has a really dorky sun visor that he wears anytime he’s in the sun like an old man

brings an extra matching one for you 

needs to challenge Lucifer at absolutely everything

the second Luci steps in the water to play chicken, Satan is throwing you on his shoulders

has one of those lounge floats decorated with cats that he lays on while he reads and sunbathes

only drinks moscow mules and insists that you try them

has a meticulously maintained pair of Birkenstocks that he wears everywhere

tries to wear them into the pool and has a five minute argument with Lucifer about why he can’t

lays out your towel in the sun for you so it’s nice and warm when you get out of the pool

bonus points if he wraps you up in it

Asmo:

comes an hour later after everyone else because he had to shave everywhere and paint his nails to match his bathing suit

takes a thousand and one pictures of himself 

and about a million more of the two of you together (his favourite of which he sets as his lock screen)

has an incredible collection of cruelty free, reef friendly, non-comedogenic sunscreens that he applies liberally

goes in the water but refuses to get his hair wet and WILL cause a fight if anyone splashes him

weirdly good at chicken but only because he doesn’t want to fall in the water

loves aesthetic cocktails served in fruits and drinks them the whole day

probably the best at making cocktails too

has a timer set for when he has to reapply sunscreen and asks you (and only you) to help him apply it

also forces you to wear sunscreen 

Levi uses his expensive face sunscreen on his body and Asmo almost kills him

Beel:

the absolute grill master

he’s got 10 different things on the go, a beer in one hand and tongs in the other

challenges everyone to a game of chicken and refers to you as his ‘secret weapon’ to win

the Satan/Asmo duo get surprisingly close to winning but Asmo chips his nail and concedes

has one of those floaties that you can put drinks and snacks in and drags it along with him in the pool

lets you hang off his back while he swims

if you’re laying down on your towel he WILL come and shake the water off of himself on you like a dog

will only throw you in the pool if he 100% knows it won’t upset you

threatens the other brothers to do the same or face the consequences

forgets to put on sunscreen but somehow doesn’t burn???

comes out looking like a greek god

Belphie:

spends 90% of his time lounging on a pool float like the lazy mf he is

bats his eyes at you and asks you to bring him drinks everytime he finishes his

did not inherit Beel’s ability to tan and burns

five minutes in the sun and he becomes a lobster

only leaves his pool float to play one (1) round of chicken (that he loses) and if he gets too hot

also his pool floaty is definitely black and white like a cow

everytime he hears Satan lecture you about sunscreen he repeats it in a high pitched nerd voice 

belphie pls wear sunscreen

probably falls asleep on the floaty at least once until Beel comes and flips him into the water

if anyone splashes him he WILL retaliate to the fullest extent

compliments how you look in your bathing suit just to annoy Mammon 

steals everyone’s drinks if they leave them by the edge of the pool bcs he’s too lazy to grab his own

Summer Suntacular | Masterlist | Obey Me Masterlist

(if you enjoy content like this, interactions go a long way! comments, likes & rbs are always greatly appreciated ^-^ !!)

[thefuzzyaya]

So, I've been reading a lot of Naruto fanfiction lately, and I thought about writing one little thing that might help when you write Sasuke-centric fics. It is not major, just me being quite specific and a little nerdy. But...

As much as I like the whole joke of Sasuke liking tomatoes, I think we should stop feeding him tomatoes only lol. No one can survive on tomatoes only, even him.

So according to official data, Sasuke's favourite food is actually "okaka musubi" and I think partially it is rarely used in fics because.. well, it is not that familiar to people outside of Japan (also it is not as cute as tomatoes, I agree lol).

Okaka is bonito (a type of fish) flakes. They look like this,

it is smoked fish that gets kind of hard and you can shave the flakes off of it. Some people often mistake it for wood when they first see it. The flavour is smokey, and a bit salty, it is not as fishy as you'd imagine and can be described as "umami". It is usually sold as flakes already and is cheap.

Omusubi is pretty much the same as onigiri, rice balls. One of the easiest foods to make. They are also very easy to take with you on the road. So it is very convenient for ninjas.

So Sasuke liking okaka musubi also tells a lot about him: it is convenient, very simple and cheap to make.

The easiest way to make them is by mixing flakes with soy sauce and putting them in rice. If you are particularly lazy, you don't even have to make them ball-shaped, just put it on rice and eat it this way.

If you want to impress Sasuke (lol) in your fic, you can make double stuffed (double lol) okaka onigiri. You put mixed flakes paste inside of a rice ball and then sprinkle it with okaka flakes. You can also mix okaka with cheese.

If you want to leave it simple, but add a bit more to it - add sesame seeds, and sweet sake (just a bit), wrap it with nori (seaweed). You can also add mayo, but I've been told that mayo in onigiri is considered to be a flavour liked by children since it is softer.

So next time you write any character cooking for Sasuke, please feed him a bit of rice and fish, with extra tomatoes on the side.

[hpowellsmith]

Honor Bound Chapter 7 Update!

I’m delighted to share Honor Bound Chapter 7 on Dashingdon and itch! You can skip any number of chapters to start at the chapter of your choice, or you can play through the whole thing. You can try loading a save you made before this update, but you will probably need to start a fresh one. If you encounter a bug when using a loaded save, please try replaying through the whole thing or using the chapter-skip to replay the chapter in which you found the problem - in some cases this will fix it!

If you have a minute, I’d love to hear your feedback! As before, there is some feedback that I’m waiting until later to implement, and a minor character who hasn’t been added in yet, but I always pay attention to all feedback being sent in.

This new demo is around 306,000 words, with Chapter 7 and various edits adding around 43,000 words to the whole thing!

This is going to be the last chapter that I put up publicly before the beta testing begins. I may put up edits to Chapters 1-7 before then, and will implement bugfixes, but we’re getting towards the home stretch now and I’d like playtesters to have the experience of playing all the later chapters so they can have a big-picture perspective on how the branches can go.

In this chapter you will encounter:

a lot of bad things (more detailed content notes below)

As well as the new chapter, I’ve made some significant edits to earlier chapters in response to player feedback - more about that below too.

Many thanks to everyone for their feedback - it’s been so helpful! Thanks especially to an anonymous Patreon subscriber who gave some really useful comments about some Chapter 7 one-on-one scenes which inspired me to expand on them and include some extra characterful moments.

Read more about Honor Bound on the forum thread

Play the Honor Bound demo on dashingdon and itch

Give feedback

Wishlist on Steam

Revisions:

Overall:

More references to trauma responses when PC’s health is low, more reference to cane use, a bit more flavour text about the injury, more flavour text referring to health improvements to reflect the PC looking after themself

Chapters 5 and 6: added talk with Denario about the PC being trans if it didn’t happen in Chapter 3

General typo fixes

Chapter 4

expanded a branch of the late-chapter Korzha scene for more breathing room

Chapter 5

added option to medically assess Korzha when they look sick

minor expansion of conversation with Catarina about what she thinks about the trip

minor expansion of letter-writing with Fiore

Chapter 6

tweaked Alva’s assignment offer, with clearer information and potential disadvantages of taking it

expanded end of Savarel’s one-on-one scene

fixed an error making end of Korzha’s goodnight scene shorter than intended

added a choice to enable an amorous PC and Raffi to hide what’s going on from Simone

added optional one-on-one Denario scene, including optional sex scene

Chapter 7 content notes: earthquake, quicksand, fire, building collapse, potential severe injuries to the PC and others​

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Frisky Friday (if you're still doing it): Cole getting obsessed with the new worker at the local Home Depot/Lowes. She's always sooo helpful, clearly it means she has feelings for him like he does for her!

The Customer is Always Right

"This should work just fine, and it's way cheaper," you hand over the caulk gun. "Anything else?"

Cole smiles. He's a regular. You get a lot of those. Many of the customers have a thousand different projects or never quite finish upgrading their houses. And many of them are men.

"Uh, no, I don't think so. Guess that's everything," he slaps the gun against his other hand. "So uh, can you check me out back here? Don't want you to miss out on a commission?"

"Oh, no, we don't work on commission. You can head to the front."

"That's... good, I guess. Equal pay or whatever."

"Sure," you agree. Half of customer service is just nodding and smile. "You have good day."

"Um, you too," he hesitates as you go back to your desk and check the orders on the screen.

He watches you for a moment before he turns away. When he walks off at last, you peek up. His tan vest billows slightly around his plaid shirt, his jeans are a faded blue, and his sandy hair tufts up a bit around his crown. All the men the frequent the hardware store have their quirks.

You go back to picking product, walking the aisles with the cart, taping labels to each as you scan them into the system with the wireless gun. When you wheel back to the desk, you find someone waiting. You slow down as Cole stands on the other side.

"Oh hi, you forget something?" You ask.

"Just this," he raises a white paper cup. "You said you don't get commission but I just thought you deserved a little something extra for the great service."

"Wow, um, you didn't have to do that," you say.

"I know, but I was head down to the cafe anyway. They had a salted maple latte on special so... it's always nice to have someone to share new things with, don't you think?"

"I guess," you say. "That's very sweet of you."

He smiles and his cheeks pinken slightly, "I like being sweet to you."

You hold back a wince. Some of the men flirt, or try to. You have honed the art of deflecting them.

"Well, good luck with your tile." You say.

"Try it," he insists sharply.

"Hm?" You blink.

"The coffee. Let me know if you like it," he says.

"Oh, right, I was gonna wait til I got this all away. Savour it, you know?"

"Mmm," his lips straighten. "No, you were going to dump it."

"No... why would I do that?" You squint at him.

He blanches, "I'm sorry. I just... I was excited to give it to you and-- well, women... I don't have the best experiences."

"It's fine. I'll try it," you assure him as you reach for the cup. You just want him to go so you can do your work. You sip. It's salty, very salty, and you don't taste much maple. You force a delighted purr. "It's good. Thank you."

"Isn't it?" He raises his own cup.

"Yeah, it'll be something to get me through the day. Thank you, Cole," you say.

"No, thank you," he grins again. "I'll see you around."

"Sure, see ya 'round," you echo and put the cup down, the strange flavour sticking to your tongue. It has an oddly sweet after taste. You might just end up dumping it after all.

[consciouscarrot]

day 10 - sweet tooth [f.moonbeam]

fenrys moonbeam x fem!reader (i do not support sjm!!)

content warnings; fluff, stealing and eating pastries, just the start of a kiss, ever so slightly suggestive if you squint

notes; i’m a bit late tday oops

kinktober/flufftober masterlist

—————

it was as warm a day as you could hope for during autumn in terrasen, sun shining through the huge windows of the palace you walked through. you were on your way back to your room from a meeting with aelin and the others, when the scent of sweet pastries caught your attention. you followed the pleasant aroma, hoping to find what was causing the smell.

rounding a corner, you realised it was coming from the room in front of you, door open and revealing the treats on a table at the rooms centre. you couldn’t help but step inside, unable to resist at least taking a closer look.

the pastries were still warm, icing sugar sifted over the top, covering the toppings and preserves. there were so many, that you were sure that whoever these belonged to, could never possible figure out that one was missing.

you picked up a raspberry topped one, fruit preserve dolloped in a smooth circle atop the delicacy. you examined it briefly, wanting to admire it a little before you destroyed it with your teeth.

you bite into it, sweet and tangy flavours melting onto your tongue as you close your eyes in bliss. the raspberry was definitely the best choice, crispy pastry flaking as the pinky-red jam coated your tongue. this was by far one of the best things you’d ever eaten, and you didn’t even feel slightly guilty that it didn’t belong to you.

however, what you had failed to realise, was that fenrys had followed you after the meeting, wanting to spend time with you and let you rant on about whatever book had been currently occupying your time.

“this doesn’t look like your room, darling,”

you jump, hand flying to your chest as you attempt to flounder for an excuse, stuttering out half sentences before giving up with a frustrated huff, shoulders deflating.

“oops?”

he barked out a laugh, stalking over to you with a hand outstretched, “give me one then, so that we’ll both be in trouble,” he said with a wink.

you hand him another raspberry one, picking out the tastiest looking one with extra preserve on.

you liked fenrys a lot, and you thought that maybe he liked you too, but after everything with maeve, you wanted to let him make the first move, content with letting things blossom on their own.

you hadn’t been sure if he liked you back at first, worrying that your girlish crush on him was blinding your ability to determine his emotions. but, after seeing how he acted around other people, especially girls, you realised that he wasn’t just an affectionate person that loved long eye contact.

he groaned when he took his first bite, sending butterflies fluttering around your tummy. even the simplest things could set you off with him, enamoured by his every move.

you both continued to eat, eyes occasionally meeting in the thick silence as you focused on your crime. you stopped briefly when he took a step closer, opening his mouth as if to say something.

“oi, what the hell do you think you’re doing with my cakes!”

aedion’s voice startled you out of trance, causing you to whip around in alarm, freezing and dropping your half eaten pastry.

fenrys didn’t hesitate to take your now empty hand, pulling you to run out the room. you lunged to grab a couple more of the treats for the two of you, shrieking when aedion made to grab at you.

the two of you ran down the hallway, laughing loudly with aedion shouting profanities as he chased you.

flying round a corner, you yelped when fenrys pulled you into a hidden alcove, shadowed enough that it could cover the pair of you.

he pushed you against the wall, bodies close to keep yourselves as out of sight as possible. your chests heaved as you giggled, snorting lightly and trying to keep quiet.

fenrys shushed you, covering your mouth with his huge hand, smothering any sounds coming from you. he grinned down at you, pressing closer when aedion’s footsteps neared, before holding his breath as the man finally passed the alcove, cursing profanities under his breath.

only when the two of you began to calm down, adrenaline rushing through you, did you realise just how close your faces were. he dropped his hand from your mouth, and you could feel his breath hitting your face, eyes locked on yours.

your breath hitched as he leaned down slightly, the gap between you now so small that he would barely be able to fit his hand between you. assessing your facial expressions, he watched as your pupils dilated, hearing your heart pounding in your chest as your head tilted further back. his gaze shifted lower, watching as your tongue flicked over your soft lips, wetting them lightly.

fenrys cursed, groaning before he finally closed the gap, finally pressing his lips to yours.

—————

eek :)

[sc0tters]

Birthday Do Over | Quinn Hughes

summary: it’s Quinn’s birthday and you can’t help but fuel your need to see him.

request: yes/no

warnings: swearing?

word count: 1.53k

authors note: I wasn’t going to write this but when the request came in and it being Quinn’s birthday the opportunity was too great to pass up. Kaylin if you see that I used your answers to my cake questions, surprise? This piece is a lot of flashbacks people so pay attention to the regular italics!

You knew you shouldn’t have been doing this.

But as the three red bulls in your system kept you up you couldn’t help it as you stood in the kitchen baking.

October 14th, Quinn’s birthday and his first since you two were no longer talking.

Surely you should have been fine staying at home enjoying the comfort of your bed but instead you were in the bakery.

Quinn watched you start your dream as you bought the bakery but he never got to watch you fully live out the dream as you two broke up before it opened.

So the cake you made was from your memories of what he liked eating at late hours of the night in your apartment.

Bowls of different icing flavours were in a line “why can’t I try it yet? Quinn complained watching your hand swat his away “because I’m not ready so you need to wait.” You explained in a duh tone.

Over the last week you had been building a menu that had each of your favourite flavours that you had made throughout the years, as well as some new ones and those were what he was meant to try.

Quinn let out a huff causing you to smile “shut your eyes.” You brought your spoon into one of the bowls as the boy listened to you.

His eyes screwed shut as his mouth hung open “let me know what you think of when you taste this.” The spoon dropped a bit of icing onto his tongue causing him to close his mouth.

The sweet flavours melted into his tongue as he moved his arms getting excited “that was delicious.” Quinn announced as he opened his eyes to look at you again.

It made you laugh “that isn’t a flavour,” you shook your head as you sent him a look waiting for an answer “give me a hint baby.” The hockey player pouted as he reached over the counter to bring you to him.

His hands wrapped around your waist as you stood between his legs “it’s this one.” You brought the bowl to his nose but he still couldn’t get it “it’s my take on cream cheese-” the gasp Quinn let out made him sound like a child who just learnt Santa wasn’t real.

You smiled shaking your head “it was cheese!” The American grabbed a spoon again so that he could taste it again.

It was clear that the dials in his brain were turning as he came to terms with it “you make cheese good.” His words made you laugh “you give me too much credit.” You corrected him placing the bowl back on the table.

Quinn brought his hands from your waist to your jaw “don’t think I give you enough at all.” He mumbled running his hand over that bone as you leaned down to kiss him.

Both of you got sucked into it as the world felt like it stopped around you.

But it didn’t and the smoke alarm started going off “shit!” You groaned quickly pulling away from him.

As you whipped your icing you smiled remembering that night in the apartment that you now moved out of with the extra cash you had been making you were able to use to get more space.

It was another reminder of a milestone that Quinn missed yet still it wasn’t out of his own choice.

Part of you should have felt sorry for his neighbours as you two argued for what felt like the twentieth day in a row.

Your hand raked through your messy hair as you tried to remain calm “maybe I should go.” You shrugged avoiding Quinn’s irritated scoff “you always leave when things get fucking tough y/n!” He complained totally unaware of how much smaller you got in that moment.

If you chewed at your cheek any harder you would have drawn blood “look Quinn I love you.” You blurted out as you dug your nails into your palm “but this isn’t working anymore.” The hockey player was your world, that’s what happens when you date someone for three years.

But the reality that the arguments were now outweighing the normal conversations that you two had was weighing on you and the t was no longer at a point where you could act like it wasn’t around anymore “what are you trying to say?” The American knew what you were trying to say but he prayed that this was one time that he was so wrong.

Tears formed in your eyes “this is goodbye Q,” you frowned walking over to him as you pressed your lips against his cheek.

Before Quinn could process that you had left him the door to his apartment shut with a slam.

You were gone.

The final touches always scared you the most. It was like the moments when you screwed here were the ones where you wanted to cry.

Which was why you did a happy dance as Quinn’s birthday message was written out perfectly “perfect!” You smiled placing the piping bag on the table.

Below you sat absolute cake of his dreams, the red velvet cake and cream cheese frosting were complimented by the blue, green and white icing colours that you used.

The gold edible topper balls were for how you saw Quinn. Your shining star that could guide you anywhere.

If you had to find Quinn as a cake you would be looking right at it.

The boy grew impatient as he watched you work “this is an art Quinn.” You explained joy giving him the chance to complain “you put too much pressure on yourself.” You had been tasked with making a cake for Luke’s birthday and you weren’t going to screw this up.

You sent him a look trying to tell him to shut up “I’m trying to make this perfect.” You spoke in a duh tone as you were working on making the icing the perfect shade of red “you could give Luke cake batter and he’d love you.” Quinn’s voice made you laugh as you shook your head.

Luke was definitely the easiest man to impress.

You prayed that Quinn still lived in the same apartment that he was in before the summer. Fears that someone new occupied his home were greater than the ones you held about the ideas of him moving on.

As the sun had barely came over Vancouver you were just grateful that the doorman of the building recognised you because you would have been waiting for hours without him.

It was quiet in the building though as once you stepped into the elevator you hadn’t seen another person. Which is why you thought you were successful in getting to Quinn’s front door unnoticed.

But of course the universe wasn’t going to make your life that straight forward so as you placed the box on his doormat a laugh let you know that you were no longer alone.

Quinn leaned against the wall as he pulled his headphones out of his ears “you’re up early.” He smirked remembering how he could never get you out of bed early.

His bed was warm, and that was your excuse “Quinn!” You groaned reaching out to feel him no longer there “yeah baby?” He smiled seeing your eyes barely open.

Your pout was clear “come back to bed.” You tapped his side of the mattress “I’ve got to get to the rink.” The hockey player sat on your bed next to you as you let your head rest on your pillow once more.

He watched as your breathing slowed once more signalling that you were asleep “I’ll see you soon love.” The boy leaned over to press a kiss to your temple before he quietly tucked you into the duvet letting you bask in the comfort of his beds warmth.

You awkwardly picked the box up “I came to drop this off for you.” You explained turning to show him what you were holding.

Being a hockey player a cake wasn’t something you got in the middle of the season “thank you y/n.” He smiled seeing your cheeks turn red “I should get going.” You sucked at your teeth as you sent him a nod trying to move past him.

Quinn knew that he couldn’t let you leave again “wait,” the hockey player sighed feeling his shoulders grow lighter.

Your nod made him smile “you want to come inside?” Quinn’s offer made him feel nervous as you stayed quiet “I won’t be able to eat this cake by myself and if I get Brock over I won’t get any-” he began to ramble before you cut him off.

The giggle you let out made him go quiet “you know I’ll never say no to cake.” Your confession made him nod as he opened his door “it’s about time we caught up.” The door shut behind you both but this time it wasn’t the end of a chapter.

No this was the start of your second chance, the redo if you will. And this time you two were going to make sure that you didn’t screw it up.

This time was going to count.

[theresattrpgforthat]

games to play with my long distance partner? we’re queer nerds, i have a lot of dnd experience and some not dnd experience, they have a little bit of dnd experience, we both have fucked up schedules so something that’s asynchronous or short would be best. uh. there’s two of us. yeah i think that’s everything.

THEME: Long-Distance Games.

Hello friend, I am excited to introduce to you the joys of epistolary games!

From the Petals to the Leaves, by somewhere with stories.

This is a two player game about writing to a loved one while you are apart.  Throughout the game you will write to each other while in different gardens, surrounded by plants and flowers of your choice. 

This looks to be a pretty small game, but I think it fits the mood of writing to a loved one, with a concrete topic to base your conversations around - the plants in your gardens. I don’t own this game but I own a similar one by the same creator, so I’m assuming that the game provides you with a prompt list for each letter you send each-other. You can create your characters slowly as you write, uncovering bits and pieces about each-other through your fictional personas. If you just want something a little extra to flavour your letters to each-other, this might be worth looking at.

Soulum Scriptum, by Radmad.

Featuring the art of Marisa Bruno, Soulum Scriptum is a letter writing game for two or more players. You are isolated and alone, until a mysterious courier arrives at your door. They give you a proposition: write letters for someone just like you and they will bring you letters in return.

Develop the broken world and the haven that protects you, all while fighting despair and taking what hope you can find in your new connection across time and space. 

This is a game of connection, between two isolated individuals who are struggling with despair. There are pages for various steps of the game, from world and character creation, to how to manage your feelings after your first letter. There’s also instructions for what to do when you fill certain tracks, including the track for your Haven (your home) and your Hopes (lines and pieces of the letters you receive that give you hope). If you like emotional games that have great potential to tell a story that grows brighter as you play, I recommend Soulum Scriptum.

Talking Thunder, by Eleanor Hingley.

‘Talking Thunder’ is a two-player correspondence RPG about finding connection in a dystopian world. 

As the world changes, you never know what news each letter from your only friend will bring…

If you even hear from them again.

Another game about connection, this time in a post-apocalypse of some kind. I’m curious about how the letters are meant to reach each-other in the fiction of this game, although I suspect that ultimately that is up to the two of you!

We Are Ciphers, by Jgurantz.

We Are Ciphers is a 2-player letter-writing game where you craft a story using coded messages sent through the mail.  You and your partner both covet the Prize, which you believe will transform your lives for the better. But acquiring it is an extremely tricky operation. Many things stand in your way, including the Target. 

This is a letter-writing game with an added layer of complexity, because both of you could be writing in code! The code part is optional, but the premise of the game is that you are two spies trying to get your hands on the Prize - whatever you two decide that may be. The game comes with a list of popular media for inspiration, as well as a series of checkboxes for you to tick off to help you create a game that would be fun for the two of you. There’s also a number of worksheets to help you build your world, craft your codes, and create your characters. If you would like a fair amount of guidance as to how to play the game, We Are Ciphers might be up your alley.

The Wanderers, by AdventureByMail.

You and your friend wait to board two ARK-4 Civilian Class Shuttles charted for new colonies in the hinterlands of space. Though you will be several light-years apart, you promise to keep in touch through the interstellar communication network known as the Unified Starways Parley System. You'll use this network to tell each other about the life you build and the love you discover in the far reaches of space…

This creator makes a number of games designed for long-distance play, so if you like The Wanderers, you might want to check out some of their other work as well! The game itself is small enough to fit on a brochure, so it should be easy to print out and keep somewhere for easy reference. There are roll tables to help you create a character, and some advice on how to write your first letter. Following letters will be provided prompts based on a deck of playing cards, with special rules for drawing Aces. If you like using a bit of randomization to help drive a story, this game might be for you!

Games I've Recommended in the Past

I've played The Reaper's Almanac with a friend before and I really really love the premise of it. It has a chance to dive into some pretty traumatic material, however, as it is about death, so make sure to talk about your partner about the things you'd like to steer clear of if you play this game.

[captain-hawks]

Dee! 🖤

I’m thinking about Mattsun and his hands again 🫣

Specifically roommate!Mattsun, like once he notices that you stare at his hands a lot, he’d make extra sure that he keeps his nails trimmed and filed in case you’d let him finger you while you suck on his other fingers.

Hope your holidays are going well!

-🖤🍣

oh i need to be put out to sea immediately. right now. right this very second. the thought of him meticulously keeping his hands clean and trimmed and soft—help.

also i'm going to add that you catch him sitting on the couch peeling a clementine with one hand one afternoon. which strikes you as odd, because while you love them, he doesn't normally eat them.

it's only once you taste the sweet, citrus flavour that sticks to his skin while you're drooling on his fingers with your legs spread in his lap that it clicks.

[cammslush]

Can I please request a Yandere Wanderer x Reader in which the Wanderer meets the reincarnation of his lover from when he was still Kabukimono

This is my first time doing a request like this, I hope it's up to your standards 🥲

-----

Content warning(s): Yandere themes, angst (death), mention of blood

Let me know if I missed anything

-----

Mortals. They all have the exact same fragility. They are born, they live, grow old, and then die.

"Promise me…? That you won't leave me or betray me like everyone else? Please…?"

There was this mortal that the kabukimono met. The same kind of mortal that would live, grow old, and eventually die all the same. The only, only difference between this mortal and the rest…was the fact that he couldn't help but feel some sort indescribable feeling of fondness towards them.

Such a precious mortal, but he doesn't even know the reason why. Is it the fact that they treated him with so much of their golden heart of kindness? Is it the fact that they were the one who stayed with him the longest amount of time? (Yes, he counted.)

That question he asked the mortal sounded so strange. They couldn't fully grasp the true meaning behind those words. They thought what he meant by "betray" was leaving him for someone else.

"Of course. I promise I will never leave your side!"

No one had any idea how absolutely elated he was to hear those words.

.

.

.

Eventually though, the expected occured.

As much as the poor, heartbroken kabukimono deluded himself into thinking:

"This must be one of your stupid pranks again. Either that, or you stayed up all night working at Mikage Furnace again…"

…Right?

But upon seeing how the mortal didn't open their eyes and tell him something along the lines of 'You saw right through me!' while flashing that adorably cheeky grin, he began to have his doubts.

"Hey…You said you wouldn't leave me, right?"

He shook the mortal's limp body. No matter how much he shook, their eyes never managed to open.

"But I, I love you so much! You…you can't do this to me…!"

A tiny stream of blood trickled down from the mortal's mouth.

"...Why…?"

Puppets do not have hearts.

So then, what exactly is this unbearable pain in his chest, where a human's heart is meant to be? Why does it hurt so much? Is he going to die too?

"...Why did you lie to me…?"

All he wanted was to do exactly as he saw humans do. Fall in love, marry, and finally live together forever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, until the end of time…

He just wants to see that precious face every morning he wakes up, that charming smile that always lifts his spirits whenever something awful happens, that alluring voice that reminds him that you will always be right there…

Was that so much to ask?!

…..

….

…

..

.

Padisarahs grew beautifully with the vivid green blades of grass along the streets of Sumeru City. It was currently their blooming season, so Sumeru had received no shortage of tourists who wanted to take in the beautiful and enchanting scenery.

You were one of those tourists who hailed all the way from Inazuma, but besides sightseeing the pretty flowers and trees, you came for another reason.

You were told the cuisine in Sumeru are mainly focused on spice, mostly due to the fact that many plants in Sumeru have spices that can be cooked for extra flavour in a dish. In contrast, Inazuma's food are usually more to the comforting, bland-ish taste.

You just had to take this opportunity to try some of their food. That is what most tourists do when they visit an unfamiliar place, right? They say food is the most welcoming part of a nation.

"You can find lots of herbs and spices in the Grand Bazaar, maybe even the chance to sample some dishes if you're lucky enough. Go there and have some fun, maybe."

Conveniently, you had a Sumerian pen pal willing to share some interesting information.

"In fact, maybe I can meet you there. Don't get your hopes too high, though. The Grand Bazaar is an annoyingly crowded place."

This pen pal of yours is one of the people who sort of got you interested in seeing what Sumeru's spices are all about.

"But I wouldn't recommend you try too much. They kind of suck, in my opinion. There's so much of the spice flavour in every dish, you can't even taste anything else."

Yeah…they made you interested purely because they said they didn't like it.

"Still, do whatever you want. Knock yourself out."

So here you were, in the bustling Grand Bazaar!

Given that it's the Padisarah's blooming season, one could see the pretty petals all over the place. "But also, Padisarah buds can be processed into spices too, so you'll see a lot of people selling them at this time." That is what your knowledgeable pen pal told you.

Already you could smell the sharp, spicy scent that wafted throughout the whole underground market, but you could also feel every merchant smiling even while working hard to attract customers.

…Why does it feel like you've seen a similar sight before?

People working hard to the best of their abilities, trying to provide for their families, but they all still have such happy, friendly faces…

Why does it all look so nostalgic? So distant? …It's not like Inazuma doesn't have an atmosphere like this.

"Hey there, miss! Come over here!" A merchant called you over to his stall, hoping you would purchase some goods, "I haven't seen you around before. Are you a tourist? The Padisarah blooming season has provided lots of beloved Sumerian spices…"

.

.

.

Damn it, why didn't it ever cross his mind to suggest something like a stupid greeting signal so that he knows who exactly he's looking for?

It was all that Dendro Archon's idea for him to get a pen pal that he can talk to so that he doesn't "feel lonely" anymore or "become antisocial". He still has ability to socialize normally with other people, thank you very much. Isn't she the one who should leave her sanctuary once in a while instead?

It was all thanks to Nahida that now he…

"Where the hell are you, (Y/N)?"

…was now desperately trying to find a fragile mortal who could very well get lost in the huge marketplace. But don't get it twisted, Nahida. It's because he's pretty much responsible for the safety of the person he asked to come here.

No, no, it's definitely not because he has developed any sort of fondness.

Mortals. They all have the exact same fragility. They are born, they live, grow old, and then die.

Why should he care deeply about yet another measly human?

Your name was all he had to go off of, but he would sound like an undercover matra if he kept going around asking "Have you seen a person called (Y/N) nearby?", or "Hey, did you see anyone who looks like they have the name (Y/N) around here?"

"One portion of Biryani rice for take away, thank you," the Wanderer placed the needed Mora on the stall table before the owner even realized he was there, "With extra spices, too."

"Oh, coming right up!"

"Also, have you heard anyone named (Y/N) come by here?" Damn…he asked the question anyway.

A familiar voice appeared behind him,

"(Y/N)? That's my name,"

.

.

.

"...!"

The Wanderer almost fell to his knees with how hard his heart pounded against his chest upon seeing your face. He felt the need to pinch your soft cheek, just to make sure that you weren't just part of his delusional imagination. You're real?

Right…his heart. He does have a heart now. It's beating so hard, he might just faint.

"You are…"

The exact same look of confusion on that mortal's face back when they saw a homeless, barefeet kabukimono suddenly following them back to the Mikage Furnace. The exact same expression that just made him want to follow you wherever you went.

"Who are you?"

No one else wears a kimono like you. No one else speaks like you. No one else opens their mouth slightly agape in confusion like you. No other soul in Teyvat can capture your purity, your curiosity, the utter weight of your presence.

He couldn't stop staring at you. He suddenly found his memories rushing back again.

'Of course. I promise I will never leave your side!'

Yes, you didn't lie. You didn't betray him at all! You love him so much, don't you? After all this time, you finally came right back to find him, as if you couldn't get more precious.

"I'm your…"

You found arms slowly wrapped around your body in a tight embrace, as you stood frozen in place.

"...pen pal."

"O-Ohh…!" You didn't know this pen pal of yours likes hugs so much, "Hey, nice to finally meet you too!"

The Wanderer was physically unable to let you go, after you tried to leave his embrace by stepping back. His arms clung around your body so tightly, like he was a General Crab from Inazuma. "Um…I get that you might like hugs, but, we're in public…?"

No.

He must let everyone know that you belong to him. You belonged to him 400 years ago, and you still do right now.

Nahida, are you listening?

Even the gods don't have a say on whether his lifelong darling gets to live or die. Not anymore.

"I really missed you."

"...Huh?"

Now he can finally complete what had begun all the way back then! Fall in love, marry, and finally live together forever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, until the end of time…

You said it yourself. You will never leave his side, right?

Stop trying to run away.

[7brownsuga7]

Disruptions

Jungkook x reader

Word count: 3k +

Scene from my wattpad book

As you walk further inside the apartment you can hear faint old R&B music playing through the speakers, with Jungkooks voice singing alongside it.

You've always admired Jungkooks voice, as much as he denies that his voice isn't that good, you beg to differ. But what can you say, he's good at a lot of things.

The sound of shuffling and cabinets opening and closing sparks your interest as you make your way to the kitchen.

"Baby you should let me love yo-" Jungkook stops mid song looking up at you surprised as he begins to icing the cakes.

The sound of the music continues in the background, making you nod your head to it as you near him.

With a bunny toothed grin sent your way, he rests the icing on the countertop as you continue to make your way over to him.

You can't help but to eye him as he stands there in all his glory. He's wearing a fitted white shirt that extenuates his muscles and chest. His grey sweatpants make an appearance, you can't help but to smile at one of your favourite outfits of his.

You watch him as he sucks on his thumb in attempt to get rid of the icing that is on his fingers, before he opens up his arms for you. You rest your head against his chest as he gently rocks you both sideways.

"I decided to make cupcakes" he states as he lets you go before continuing to icing the rest of the cakes.

Nodding, you reply back, "yeah, I smelt them as soon as I entered. It's funny because on my way here I was actually going to stop off at the bakery to pick up some"

"Well you came just in time" he turns on the tap to the sink and begins washing his hands as you hover over the cakes to fully smell them, the warmth still radiating off of them.

"Here, taste this" he sets the towel on the counter after he dries his hands, making his way over to you with a bowl of icing.

"I made it myself, it's butter icing but I added some cinnamon for extra flavour" with his index finger stretched out towards you and creamy icing decorating it, you slowly suck on his finger tasting the icing. You knew it would taste great, you didn't have to taste it to know it. You just wanted an excuse to suck on his finger.

Jungkook watches you with low eyes, slowly licking his lips at you sucking on his finger.

You act oblivious to his gaze as you lick your own lips to taste the lingering presence of the icing.

"Delicious" a devilish grin spreads across your face making Jungkook step closer to you.

Your back gently hits the edge of the counter as you look up at him innocently, aware of the bulge that is slowly growing in his pants.

Both of you look at each other, silly smiles appearing on your faces as you take each-other in.

The soft sound of the R&B music continues to play in the background, Jungkook slightly humming to it as he admires you from where he's standing, eyes still low and intimidating.

Just as he's about to lean in and kiss you, you reach over and take a big lump of icing on your finger just before you smudge it on Jungkooks face.

At first he seems taken aback, considering the atmosphere was getting a little hot. But then his teeth are in full show as his nose scrunches up.

You bend over laughing, hand stretched out and holding onto him as you feel yourself going weak at his shocked expression.

"You think that's funny? What insane person gets a guy hard and then attacks him with icing?" He humourlessly shakes his head in disbelief, wiping off the icing with a wet cloth.

You eventually calm down as you lean against the counter and take deep breaths to steady your breathing.

He watches you mischievously as he slowly walks over to you with his hands behind his back.

"Mr.Jeon... what are you hiding?" you tease.

He stops right in-front of you, and if it wasn't for the playful state you guys are both in, you'd be a little intimidated. He's looking down at you with a devilish smirk and dark eyes. His dark hair carelessly falling in front of his face making you want to reach out and play with it, but you don't.

He's got you trapped against the counter, hands still behind his back.

Suddenly you're shrieking at the abrupt ambush as he brings his hand that is covered in icing up to your face. He doesn't show any mercy as he makes sure your face and hair is covered in the creamy coating.

You gasp at him and hit his chest repeatedly, "Really my fucking hair?" You watch as he silently chuckles while continuing to cover you in the coating. How much icing did he make?

In the midst of him laughing while still going on with his attack, you glance over at the counter beside you and see a jar of flour. It's as if you almost see a light shining down on it. You slyly reach out for it and grab a fist full before throwing it at him.

That sure was a way to get him to stop covering you with the sticky coating.

He almost looks insane as he stares at you, stunned with crazed eyes.

There's a beat of silence as you try to hold in your laugh as you wait for his reaction. When you notice his mouth twitch you burst out in laughter, him following you shortly after.

It's nice to do this with him, seeing as you never get the opportunity to mess around with him like this. It's rare you see Jungkook in this state, he's usually always in business mode, so it brings a smile to your face seeing him playing around like this.

"Oh baby, you don't know what you just got yourself into" he speaks after he's done laughing, which makes you stop yourself.

Before you can do anything else, he's already lifting you up onto the countertop causing you to slightly squeal.

With his hands on your hips and lightly caressing them, you both look at each other with so much passion before you both eagerly go in for a kiss.

He kisses you as you try to match his pace, both coming up for air eventually.

You let out a soft moan when his lips go to to your neck, softly sucking and kissing on the sensitive area.

You reach up for his hair, caressing it as he continues to kiss your neck.

Your toes curl and legs wrap around his waist when you feel the warm sensation of his breath hitting your neck.

He gives you another kiss on your lips before he picks you up and carries you out of the kitchen, making sure to play with your ass along the way.

A few giggles escape your lips at the feel off his hands playing with your ass, and the quick kisses he scatters across your face.

You start to throb when you begin to feel the hardening of his dick against your clothed vagina.

You begin to clench around air, craving the feel of him inside of you, along with the fact that he looks so devilish and hot as he hovers over you after he places you on the bed.

His soft hair tickles your face as he watches you with hungry eyes, the chain that you got him for his birthday, dangling from his neck. Just the sight of that alone makes you pull him down for another kiss.

Your legs wrap around him again, bringing him closer to you so you can feel his hardening cock against you again.

You whimper when you feel it throb against you, clothed and all.

The taste of butter icing and flour still lingers on your lips as you continue to kiss him.

You both stop for a moment, taking a break to catch your breaths again.

You start to chuckle when you properly see the state of him. There's a few smudges of white flour on his face and chest, and streaks of it in his hair.

"What?" He raises an eyebrow while nudging your nose with his finger.

"You're covered in flour"

"Well yeah, that's usually what happens when you suddenly get attacked with it" he teases and you hit him on his chest which has no affect on him at all.

"You don't look that much different either" he muses as he swipes his finger against your skin to get some icing just before he licks it off.

"Let me clean you up" you look up at him as he looks at you for a moment before he realises what you mean.

He gets off of you, changing position with you, as you climb on top of him.

You watch his chest raise slightly as he watches you quietly.

You bend down and begin to kiss his lips before you pull away and kiss his jaw. You can hear the sound of his slow breaths as you continue to kiss down his jaw, leading to his neck.

You give his neck one kiss before you send a wet lick to it.

You notice he gulps at the sensation which only makes you do it again. You continue to lick away the flour that forms on his neck and chest, sending him small kisses now and then.

You hum when his large hands start to caress your ass again.

You realise that you're still in your clothes that you've been in since this morning and make it your mission to quickly finish up cleaning Jungkook so you can get undressed.

When you're finished, you look up and watch his sly smirk turn into a wider grin.

He brushes your nose slightly, taking off some flour that managed to get on there as you was cleaning him up.

One hand still caressing your ass, the other one finds it's way to your breast and he begins to grope it. His thumb playing with your perked nipple in the process.

"Jungkook" your moan fills the room as he continues to play with your breast, his other hand making it's way to the other one.

Your back slightly arches, your clothed pussy brushing against his hardened cock. You begin to rock slowly back and forth despite you still being fully clothed.

"Let's take these off" he mutters as he flips you guys both around again, earning a small giggle from you as your back hits the bed softy, sending you bouncing a little bit.

He knees before you and you lift up as he begins to take off your leggings, his tatted arms flexing as he successfully takes them off, leaving you in just your panties and shirt. He then follows by taking of his shirt and you instantly eye his exposed chest. His skin is slightly damp due to the thin layer of sweat and your saliva. You run your hand down his chest, down towards his abdomen feeling the hard work he puts in the gym regularly.

You close your legs unconsciously, feeling the cold air hit your exposed skin.

Jungkook notices this action and runs his hand along the surface of your skin, all the way up to your thighs. He bends down slightly, looking up at you through his lashes before he gives you a smirk, still holding his gaze as he hooks his finger under the edge of the fabric that's covering your wet vagina.

You could feel the wetness between your legs the minute Jungkook lifted you onto the counter. You know Jungkook senses your wetness by the visible smirk on his face as he shifts his focus to your clothed pussy.

His gaze stays on it for a few moments, him licking his lips in the process just before he slides your panties down with your help.

The air hits your wet pussy which makes you shift uncomfortably, you can feel the wetness start to spread around the area as Jungkook wastes to time in using two of his fingers to stroke it. After he's spread your juices around, he gets comfortable giving you one last look before he goes down on you.

You gasp and moan out his name the second his tongue comes in contact with your pussy. You grip the bed sheets when he sucks on your clit.

"Mmmh" he hums against it, sending vibrations which makes you grab his hair, tugging at it. He lets out another hum at your action which only makes you call out his name again.

His tongue enters your warm insides, letting your clit have a break from the constant sucking and licking.

A soft whimper leaves your lips when he removes his tongue and adds a finger, moving it in and out.

You look up to the ceiling, trying to relieve yourself from the pleasure you're feeling in this moment.

His tongue returns as he adds another finger inside of you. He continues to go to town and you can feel yourself beginning to cum.

Your hands still tangled in his hair, push his head down a bit further, guiding him to the rhythm you want him to go to ride you out of your high.

Your stomach tightens and your pussy clenches around his fingers as they continue to move in and out inside of you. You can feel the wetness spread around your thighs as you grind along with the movements of his fingers.

The sounds of your wetness and the action of Jungkook eating your pussy can be heard throughout the room, along with the faint sound of the music playing in the distance.

Your breathing begins to fasten and it becomes heavier as you repeatedly moan out his name as you feel yourself jerk.

His fingers pick up pace as he senses your climax.

Your body continues to slightly jerk and a light pleasured hum escapes his lips as he feels you tighten around his fingers again.

"That's it, come for me baby".

He watches you come from his position between your thighs.

After a while his fingers leave you and you whimper at the loss of contact.

He smiles down at your tired state. The sweat glistening on your skin makes him eye you dangerously as he comes back up to you to kiss you on your lips. You taste yourself on him and when you pull away you see a glint of your juices on his chin.

As you both continue to kiss, your hand goes down to his sweatpants, disappearing underneath the fabric and coming in contact with his erect length.

He hisses at the touch, eagerly kissing you deeper as you stroke him back and forth.

Your thumb brushes against his tip, already feeling the pre-cum. You continue to stroke him as he sends wet kisses down your neck and jaw.

His hands make a move to messily remove your shirt and your bra, successfully doing so, he then sucks on your erect bud earning another moan from you.

Moans and mumbles exchange from one another as you both continue to please each other.

"Fuck me Jungkook" you plead to him as your hand continues to slide up and down his thick length.

Jungkook wastes no time in pulling down his sweatpants along with his joggers.

When he's finished, you reach down to him again and slowly stroke his length against your wet pussy.

You both moan at the skin contact.

Your eyes land on his dick.

Thick and erect, and slightly shimmering with his cum. The tip is slightly red and swollen, you swallow your saliva and lick your lips wishing that you spent less time having him in your hand, so you could have him in your mouth.

You direct his throbbing cock towards your eager entrance, sliding it up and down before you push it in.

You both moan in unison, Jungkooks eyebrows furrowed as he bites his lip while he begins to thrust in and out of you.

His hair is now slightly damp due to sweat, you push back the little strings that fall onto his face, not making much of a difference as they just fall right back.

The wet sounds of your juices and the slapping of your skin is like a melody to your ears and you can almost feel yourself cum already.

"F-fuck Kook" you moan as your breath quickens.

Your hand brushes against his chest as it slowly makes its way down to his abdomen.

The gold chain that you love on him swings back and forth almost sending you in a trance as you watch it, eyes flickering from the chain to his face.

His face still holds that pleasured scowl and you smile at the way his grunts can be heard.

You reach up to touch his chain deciding to play with it as his strokes become more intense.

You clench around him which makes him grunt another time.

One hand is still playing with his chain, while the other is caressing the skin on his back when Jungkooks phone rings.

Jungkooks pace decreases gradually as the sound of his phone continues to ring in both of your ears.

You both make no move to answer it, but it's beginning to annoy you when it stops for a moment and then the ringing starts again.

Jungkook curses as he reaches towards the nightstand where he left his phone while he was taking off his sweatpants. He checks the Caller ID and rolls his eyes while cursing again.

"It's work" he tells you and you frown because you know he'll have to answer it.

He doesn't look too happy with the idea either, but kisses you quickly before he pulls out of you, causing you to press your thighs together at the loss of his dick inside you.

He would have continued to fuck you while talking on the phone, but he knew when it was work calling it was always important and long, especially if they're calling him more than once in a row.

You can't help but to snicker at his pissed off tone and the way his tongue pokes his cheek in frustration.

You can just imagine the hard time he's going to give to the person who called him.

He gets off of the bed sending you one glance that holds an apologetic and still horny expression to it before he leaves the room while rushing and putting on his boxers that were messily thrown on the floor along with your leggings and shirt.

[dolls-self-ships]

How I think the HH crew takes their coffee

Lucifer orders the most complicated, sugary, step specific drink you could imagine. He is hated by baristas everywhere. Also gets so excited when ordering he changes it at least 3 times halfway through explaining it. Probably gets something different everytime too. He is a regular with no usual. Charlie canonically likes frappaccinos! Like her dad, I can see her having similar tastes, sugar, but also wanting to keep it simple so that she doesn't overwhelm the employees (she's too considerate for her own good). Orders straight from the menu exactly how it is with no alterations, is also the one who probably walks in with a list of orders for her friends, goes as slow as possible for the cashiers sake. Angeldust rolls up to the drivethrough hung over and orders something iced- probably a caramel drink and he asks for it to specifically be drowned in caramel, and an extra shot. Either that or a vanilla iced latte. Vaggie is not a huge fan of coffee, she gets a tea or tea latte instead. Earl grey is her favourite and she likes a lot of milk. Alastor loves a nice extra hot black coffee. He wants that bitch scolding and bitter. Doesn't even drink it, just splashes it in his face. Where that would normally give someone 3rd degree burns, it gives him some 'extra pep' in the morning, as he puts it (god he's a fucking freak) Husk takes his coffee black also, but instead will spike it with his own bourbon he keeps in a flask. Will sometimes get cream and sugar if he's feeling, as he puts it , 'fancy' (bro is so low maintenance) Nifty isn't allowed to have caffeine for obvious reasons Sir Pentious is another non-coffee drinker but drinks exclusively tea. Is a bit of a snob about it too. Needs the leaves to be fresh or he WILL be able to taste the burntness. His favourite is peppermint. Would rather die than bother the barista to remake it though so he normally brews his own with his own needlessly complicated tea making invention of course.  Cherri bomb loooooves caffine, but isn't much of a coffee drinker. More of a monster energy and redbull kinda gal. She needs something she can drink fast and hard. Don't even get me started on those 5 hour energy drinks. Oh boy. Don't let her near them (she will kill u for one) Vox is an avid coffee drinker. Practically lives off of it and can't get through the day without (it's a problem). Definately has one of those 'don't talk to me before I've had my coffee' mugs bc he's an asshole. Drinks like 5-6 cups in a single day. Send help. Velvette gets a coffee once in the morning and then one in the afternoon. Pulls up to the cash register with her sunglasses on and outfit for the day put together, intimidating buisness lady vibes off the charts while she orders between phone calls. Also definately shushes the barista of they try to ask her any questions, can't you see she's on the phone? Her order is LONG and COMPLICATED and she needs it made the way she likes to a T, she also talks fast and no she will NOT repeat herself so you better be a fast writer. Probably gets something vanilla flavoured with 3 shots of espresso in it. Valentino isn't a coffee guy but if he needs it for a long shoot or late night he gets either an Americano or pure espresso shots. No time to waste with the frills and fancy stuff despite the look of him. Also will throw the cup at the barista if the shots come out burnt or expired.

[adviceformefromme]

Hi! Thank you for the health advice! I would love to quit or significantly reduce carbs, I also feel like it's heavy on my body, but so many meals revolve around grains (sourdough bread mostly) and I guess there's a craving aspect to it too... Could you give advice on what you're eating instead?? I have lots of eggs, fish, occasional meat, plenty of fruit, just enough veg haha but i find it hard to imagine going without carbs (or grains more specifically cos I have no prob with vege carbs). Especially in winter 😋 Thank you for any help 🙏🙏

I feel like society has normalised feeling heavy and lethargic after meals, but its amazing you have noticed this and want to change!

You may want to cut carbs gradually (no starches - breads, grains, rice, pasta, potatoes).

I would recommend looking into GI index to see what foods are high glucose, following Hormone Balancing recipes, juices etc (usually very low carb and support women's health). Listening to podcasts on microbiome, or even a tiktok search.

Introducing pre/ probiotics: I make sauerkraut (which is basically cabbage / onions in water and salt left to ferment for a few days - lots of variations on this), also just made my first batch of Kefir (I stay away from store bought Kefir as its pasturised and all the good stuff has been killed off during this process). I mention these as a healthy gut is going to support you as you remove carbs and introduce more wholesome foods.

Breakfasts:

Omlette (spinach / onion / parsley )

Scrambled eggs w/ coconut oil

Buckwheat porridge w/ blueberries (buckwheat is a seed not a grain so low glucose index)

Avocado salad (seeds, olives, rocket, tomatoes, cucumber) +tahini

Snacks:

Nuts, olives, blueberries, blackberries, watermelon

Main meals:

Veg + Protein (Broccli, kale, butternut squash, courgette, carrots, asparagus, cabagge, peppers). I do different variations of veg to mix things up, sometimes i do Chinese style stir fry, I try to add garlic and ginger as much as possible into the veg. Protein is usually grass fed steak, whole fish - seabream, sea bass, mackerel, cod fillet, wild salmon fillet, or turkey breast fillet. I make chimichurri sauce to add some extra flavour to the fish.

Protein + lentil / chicpeas dish. I have a stew a few days a week to break up the veggies because they do get boring after a while.

Bone broth. I boil the bones, and have as a little side dish with veggies but this isn't really filling enough for a main meal.

I make beetroot juice, and also watermelon juice, tumeric + ginger shots throughout the week. I try to throw in flaxseed and chia seeds where possible.

I cut coffee/ decaf all that and now only drinking fresh mint tea, slice of lemon + hot water, fresh juices (within the hour of making), and water ensuring 2l per day.

Number one thing that had to go was oats. So if you are having a morning crash I suggest cutting the carbs first thing. I know there are suggestions (glucose goddess) that fat with carbs or when you eat them (having carbs after veg can help) but personally i think its best to cut them.

I hope this helps! Its a full lifestyle change that has honestly helped so much! It's a commitments, but investing in feeling good and your health will make you feel so good and wholesome! xoxoxo

*I used the free 1 month trial of MyFitnessPal app to track my calories/ meals to ensure I was getting enough food - for some this might be extreme but super helpful to see what’s going on.

[northstarscowboyhat]

Does this mean Clover will be getting a little sister/brother/sibling and would they be jealous of having a sibling

I will say, while I didn't have any plans to give Starlo and Ceroba any more kids, that is an adorable idea.

It might depend on the age Clover would hypothetically be at (very young kids can easily get jealous at the majority of their parents attention going to another child) but I don't think they'd get that jealous. If anything, they'd probably be very excited to have a sibling, someone younger than them that they can look out for.

This could even tie into some of Clover's implied trauma and past. A lot of the flavour text implies Clover had to be far more mature for their age and handle a lot of extra chores and work. If Clover become an older sibling, they'd probably put a lot of pressure on themselves to help out around the house and with the younger sibling. To the point that Ceroba and Starlo might even have to tell them to dial it back. "We appreciate the help, but you're a sibling, not a parent to them. It's our job to handle most of the work, not yours."

But overall, I think Clover would be extremely happy to be an older sibling, and it would probably make them feel even more a part of a new better family. As I said I didn't plan to give Clover any siblings, but this is admittedly a very cute idea and made me happy to think about, so those are my scattered thoughts LOL.

[princelylove]

Your Prince, I do believe there is no statement on what your highness prefers for flavour! Do you prefer a sweet, savoury, or spicy snack? I find myself leaning heavily to sweets, or extreme spice.

I also wanted request: can we please to hear your thoughts on how Narancia may feel about a feminine reader that doesn’t play into their gender role well? I saw in a previous post your highness sees him as a bit sexist (and I loved it). Terrible cook, doesn’t clean up the apartment while he’s gone, responds with the same annoyed deadpan he gives when he demands something. I find myself on the “stir the pot until it gets you kicked out or killed” end of suicidal; it’s fun to annoy people.

I hope this doesn’t break your rules about specific readers, but I’d like to hear your thoughts! Thank you

Mmm.... well, it depends. If you're having dinner, you want something savory. If it's during the day, spicy, because I adore salads with a bit of a kick to them. But, other than that, sweet. All of my favorite foods are. Rice pudding with either cinnamon powder, pistachios, or coconut shreds in them, dates, more I can't think of at the moment..... my heart belongs to sweet things.

My rules are kind of iffy because if something interests me enough I will abandon my morals to talk about it. Sometimes it's just factual that a character has a sister/mother complex and I feel like it's doing an injustice if I don't write the character's psychology accurately, regardless of how much I don't want my page to be ridden with emotional incest even as a background not the main topic thing. So it really depends on my mood. Just develop a gambling addiction if you're going to be a consistent anon of mine, it'll help you cope with me choosing to answer something one day and then declining the same thing another time.

Narancia may just not fall for someone that isn't feminine. He's not a "oh the potential" guy, he's an "I'm seeing this and I like it and it's mine now" kind of guy. The only case where he might like someone that isn't feminine leaning is if he can sexualize them in some way, like how there's a whole trope of "tomboy but hot" in a lot of older movies.

Buuut, someone who is feminine but not playing into gender roles is different. As long as you look good, Narancia could fall for you, regardless of your behavior.

Narancia lives by his favorite artist's words of wisdom, the prettiest bitches are the most scandalous hoes. Pretty women are just like that. His type of woman can be as bratty as she wants to be, as long as she's hot. He thinks he's just doing something wrong and that's why you're acting extra crazy. Going to grumble to himself about how frustrating bitches are and keep trying, no matter what. As long as you're not pushing him away, anyway. Then he crashes out and kills you. Who said that?

Initially it honestly agitates him. He can't understand what the hell he's doing that's pissing his bitch off this bad. Women are too complicated, they say one thing and then really mean twenty other things. He may snap at his darling here and there, but he's stubborn. He's not going to just give up because you're frustrating, he's a man about his problems, he's not a quitter.

Women, they, uhh, you can break one if you're not careful. They're sensitive, you know? Maybe he broke you and didn't realize it, that's why you give him that dead fish stare when he wants a kiss goodnight. He'll try to make you feel better with physical affection. A hug, cuddling, rubbing your hands and praying you didn't just get the ick and want to leave him....

The whole not cooking thing is definitely one of two things. One, you can't cook and you're embarrassed about it. Two, you just don't know what he likes and you're too shy to ask! Or, you're too shy to ask for ingredients in general. That's three things. He can count. He has no problem going on a little shopping trip if you write down what you want, you know...

Narancia... his basis for how women act is his mother, and girl magazines. Women are either delicate, not really fully there, in need of a provider, or a playmate. He typically goes for someone in the second category, but if he caught you and you're broken, he was obviously wrong. Don't worry, though! Narancia would never abandon his darling because they're got some stuff going on. Difficult or not, he wants to love you, and surprisingly has the patience to not take it personally if you're despondent. Only if you're despondent, though. Aggressive types make him anxious and more aggressive- Narancia's first instinct isn't violence, it's verbal aggression. He'll only hit you if you hit him first.

You know, Narancia may be stupid, but he's not entirely moronic. He can tell if you're acting out for attention because he does it all the time. It may take him a little while, but eventually, it'll click. Maybe you've stirred the pot for no reason too many times this week. Maybe Pannacotta made some offhanded, bitter comment that changed his perspective. Who knows. He's a weird guy. Once Narancia convinces himself you're doing this all for attention, he just doubles down on his love. He'll cook, albeit terribly. He'll be home a lot more- as much as he can, comes straight home after his 'business' he had to 'deal with.' He'll make chores a two-man job. You want attention, your needs aren't being met, he understands that. He's been there. He's just like you. He was you, once. Isn't that the best feeling in the world, to understand someone entirely like that?

Honestly there's no other reason you'd behave like that. It clicks, you know? You've been doing all of this because something in your head is telling you that he doesn't love you, you're insecure- he knows how that works! He can fix that! Well. He can't fix it immediately, but he's willing to prove how serious he is about you. Then you'll act right. That totally makes a ton of sense!

If you're not acting right after a little while, he just thinks he still hasn't proven himself to you yet. It's a process. He can learn to be patient about it, no matter how much you denying him makes him want to rip your nails out. It'll happen. Women are just crazy sometimes. Aren't there meds for that?