#chapstick isn't going to fix it

[funniestpersonalivefr]

first kiss (resident evil women headcanons)

did the boys so you know i gotta do a girls 🙏. includes; jill valentine, claire redfield, rebecca chambers, ada wong, and sheva alomar. not proofread.

jill valentine:

she's very nervous

she does initiate tho

immediately goes back for more kisses

she's so handsy

jills just madly in love with you

you're in the break room. jill, your current girlfriend, is taking a break with you. it's already been a long day but at least your darling girlfriend is there to keep you company. the two of you are still early into this relationship but it's been nothing but amazing.

as the two of you chat over a cup of coffee you realize you've been in there for awhile. as you wrap it up in the conversation, jill's hands sit on your waist which isn't unusual however she goes a step further as she pulls you for a kiss.

claire redfield:

it's a soft kiss and the moment felt perfect. she pulls away mumbling a goodbye before she winks at you and heads back to work.

you can tell she wants to go in for a kiss

she's especially clingy

however you have to intiate

she just melts into your touch

claire's also handsy

you and claire had just gotten back from an exhilarated motorcycle ride. it's one of your favorite activities claire had gotten you into. she had brought you on a ride for the first time a few months ago early into your relationship.

the two of you are rushing into the house as some unexpected rain cut your date short. the two of you are giggling as you get past the front door, completely drenched from the rain.

rebecca chambers:

as the two of you change into dry clothes claire finds herself staring at you, you catch her smiling at her. you can tell what she wants as her eyes are fixed on your lips. you smile and pull her in, as your lips capture hers she melts into you. her hands are all over you before you pull away and the two of you smile.

she makes sure you're comfortable with everything

she asks you to kiss her

you comply ofc bc who are you to say no to rebecca

especially bc she's looking up at you with puppy eyes

you fold everytime

rebecca and you are sitting in your bedroom as you help redress her wounds from a rough mission, only a few months into your relationship and you had an understanding of the difficulties that came with rebecca's job.

she's relaxed in your touch as you finish it up and she moves to face you. she's looking at you, her big doe eyes give you butterflies in your stomach.

ada wong:

"can you kiss me?" she asks out softly. you look at her, face flushed before nodding. you gently cup her face and hesitantly kiss her. her lips are soft and you can taste her chapstick. it feels like fireworks are going off around you.

she definitely goes in for the kiss first

she's been flirting with you for so long

and when you look at ada all blushy she just goes for it

smirking into the kiss the entire time

first kiss is passionate but its followed by a peck

the two of you are at a bar, ada's eyes were on you as you rambled on about your day. your incredibly beautiful girlfriend was keeping men away from the two of you with a harsh glare the moment they approached either of you.

so many had been approaching you and ada was starting to feel irritated. she's so clearly flirting with you and yet everyone around you seems oblivious to that fact that you are hers.

sheva alomar:

as she notices another guy eyeing you from across the bar, she pulls you close. her hands gripping your chin, titling your head so your lips meet her perfectly. the kiss is filled with passion as she pulls away a string of saliva. she pecks your lips again before her gaze lands on the clearly frustrated man.

she kisses you in the heat of the moment

its her telling you i love you

sheva is a gentle yet passionate lover

her hands are cupping your face pulling you in

she's so in love with you

the two of you are on a mission, you and sheva have been nothing but professional the entire time. the two of you made a deal not to let your personal relationship get in the way of your work when you began dating a few months ago.

it was difficult for the two of you and chris had even picked up on the tension. as the mission continued you on, your gaze would linger on her and hers would do the same to you.

when you find a moment to catch your breath, chris moves on ahead of you to give you and sheva a moment. she walks with you before she can't take it anymore and her lips are on yours. her hands cup your face as she keeps you close. your heart is jumping around at her actions.

[onyourowndaisymae]

obey me characters hands hcs (demon brothers, dateables, + side characters)

college has whooped my ass but your girl has officially graduated with two degrees!! finally!! hopefully i will be able to get out more writing soon. i think i am also going to tweak my request rules in the coming days to make writing easier on myself and my schedule, so expect that soon. anyways enjoy these random headcanons that came to mind one night out of nowhere

content warnings: none

Lucifer

lucifer is usually wearing gloves, so you rarely get to see or feel his hands. so when you do, it's a treat.

his hands are cold, but not unbearably so. they perpetually feel like he's been out in the cold just a few minutes too long. when he touches your bare skin, it makes you jump-- but keep them close for a few minutes and you'll chase the cold away completely.

his hands are soft. probably not super surprising considering he's always wearing gloves, but it's still pleasant.

he's got big ass, strong hands. they may be soft, but that doesn't mean they're weak. lucifer is the type of person that could open a jar for you with such ease that he'd almost look disappointed in your weak little human arms. if he's in a good mood, he might tease you about it.

he's pretty pale, so you can see the color of his veins under his skin. he's also got just a few prominent veins-- nothing excessive, but just enough to hit that sweet spot between too much and not enough.

his nails are always pristine. he's the avatar of pride. do you think he'd willingly walk around with chipped nail polish? if something somehow happens, they will be redone by the next day, almost like they'd never chipped in the first place. either he'll call asmo over to fix them, or fix them himself, depending on how much time he has.

Mammon

mammon has pleasantly warm hands. sometimes they get a little sweaty, but it's not much of a problem honestly. he's like a nice little heating pack on a winter day. because his hands are warm, though, yours usually feel cold to him... and he will complain. it's mammon.

his hands are also pretty soft. gotta look nice, y'know? i can see him keeping lotion (and chapstick-- not relevant here but it's worth a mention regardless) on his person pretty often. this came about bc he got tired of the lotion he borrowed from asmo smelling all perfume-y getting him odd looks.

this man is always wearing at least one ring and you cannot convince me otherwise. i can see him wearing a lot of matching gold ring sets. they just look like they belong on him, y'know?

i think he's got a few subtle veins across his hands. he knows that people like that, so i think he's pretty proud of his hands. he even takes care to avoid chipping or otherwise messing up his nails so the whole look will stay cohesive.

Leviathan

oh you know this man's hands are clammy as fuck. sorry bud. facts are facts.

he's blessed with very pretty hands. his nails just grow in a pretty shape (and asmo makes sure to keep them that way), his fingers are slender and proportional, his hands are a normal size, and his skin stays pretty moisturized, even in harsh weather. he doesn't have to try. which is good, because we all know he wouldn't.

i think levi actually hates the feeling of rings and hand jewelry. he'd fidget with it too much and eventually become so aware of it that he'd need to take it off before he goes crazy. if he gets married and wears a traditional wedding ring, it would have to fit perfectly and be very comfortable for him to eventually get used to it.

levi picks at the pads of his fingers a lot when he's anxious, but he's not super prone to scaring there, so it isn't super noticeable. he'll go through bursts of trying to break this habit where he covers his poor hands in vaseline, but nothing even quite breaks him of it.

Satan

satan has hands crafted by god specifically to play piano and look nice holding books. look at him. there's no way he'd have ugly hands. they're soft and pretty, but i think he has to put more effort than expected into maintaining them.

he's another one that i think would be anti-ring for much of the same reason as levi. i think it would just feel odd on his fingers and he'd get irritated by their presence. he's okay wearing bracelets though.

his hands, slender and pretty as they remain, are also quite strong. he's the avatar of wrath, after all. he's probably the second or third best to go to when you need a tough jar opened.

his nails and cuticles always look presentable, but i think he finds grooming them unpleasant. he lets asmo do it for him-- the younger one's chattering distracts him from the irritating feeling of pushed back cuticles and trimmed hangnails. his hands aren't naturally soft, either, but asmo has developed a routine for him so they stay nice with a bit of regular (secret) effort. satan's all about seeming effortlessly perfect, after all, and his hands are no exception.

Asmo

softest hands in the entire cast. simeon and mephistopheles are good competitors, but this is not a battle he will lose.

his nails are always perfectly manicured and soft. he's got a million different lotions scatter across his room, the HoL, RAD, etc., all to make sure he never encounters even a hint of dry skin. he's got emergency nail polish, too, just incase a nail were to chip while he's out and about.

asmo reaches a lot for daintier, tasteful jewelry. think small rings, delicate bracelets, pretty gemstones, the works. he's very particular about matching the jewelry both to his outfit AND his nails.

he doesn't have any visible veins, so his hands seem inhumanly perfect at times. he likes this. compliment his hands and he'll swoon-- not that he cares more about them than the rest of his body, but because it shows you notice the smaller details he puts effort into, and he appreciates it.

Beel

big boy's got big ass hands. even if you're grown yourself, putting your palms against his will make you feel like a kid again. he could palm a basketball like shaq.

he's got his fair share of callouses. i think he mostly leaves them alone because they serve the purpose of improving his grip, which is nice for the gym or fangol. asmo probably gets on him for it, but beel doesn't care enough to do something about it. i can also see him having quite a few prominent veins on both hands.

his hands fluctuate in temperature a LOT. it's pretty unpredictable, too. you can touch his hand and find it scorching hot, then touch it again ten minutes later to find it eerily lukewarm. nobody knows why this happens.

beel has to be very conscious of his hygiene, or his hands will get really dirty in a matter of minutes. he's constantly eating and touching things, so he needs to either be careful or have a napkin on hand. i think lucifer carries hand sanitizer for this exact reason (although he won't admit it).

Belphegor

belphegor's hands are upsettingly lukewarm. it's like touching things or inclimate weather has no effect on him. they're always lazily warm, like a glass of water sitting out in the sun.

his hands stay soft mainly because he doesn't do much with them. he is, however, prone to hangnails. he's lazily bite them off and accidentally cause more in the process-- not that he particularly cares.

he leaves nail and hand maintenance in asmo's hands. he'll let the fifth born do anything to them so long as he gets to sleep through it.

not anti-jewelry/rings per se, but doesn't care enough about it to a) put any on, or b) make sure he doesn't lose whatever he's wearing that day. if it somehow falls off, the most you're getting from him is a quick look around, unless the piece was really meaningful and/or borrowed.

Diavolo

is anyone surprised to hear that diavolo has massive, strong hands? no? didn't think so.

he's got really thick fingers, too. you feel like a toddler comparing hand sizes with him. he's just a mountain of a man.

his hands are always hot but never sweaty. it's comforting most of the times, but if you're already hot his touch is like fire. dawg. don't touch me. i'm sweating. his entire body is like this, too.

his nails are always very particularly manicured (it's an image thing) and fairly soft. he cares enough to use lotion but not enough to carry it. he's not one to be super vain in that regard.

there's a tasteful amount of veinage on this prince's hands. enough to be attractive, but not enough to make him seen overworked or to age him.

Barbatos

definitively the coldest fucking hands in the entire cast. barbatos' hands are cold enough to wake the dead with just a touch.

his hands are always covered by gloves as well, so they're not as rough as you'd expect. still, though, the butler is always keeping his hands busy, so i imagine there are still some minor calluses across his hands. nothing enough to be super noticable, but still there.

he's got long, slender fingers. very regal. his hands themselves are average sized. compared to someone like diavolo, though, they're dainty.

his hands are also very pale, but for some reason you can't spot a single vein. it's odd. you can see the tendons and bones shift when he moves so you know his hands are built like normal... but something about the veins just seems so odd. mammon tricked luke into thinking barbatos doesn't have any blood, so that's why no one can see his veins. this is wrong, but luke is too polite to ask about it. (the real explanation is that, although he's pale, he's got pretty thick skin-- demon perks-- so you don't really see much below it).

Simeon

simeon's hands are pleasantly warm at all times. you can feel the heat through his gloves. it's just a very comforting thing-- he'll hold your hand anytime you ask, so don't be afraid to ask if you're a little chilly or in need of some reassurance.

when he takes the gloves off, his hands are silky smooth. did you expect anything different? i can see him being very methodical abut hygiene in general, and in this case i think he's always using a nice lotion on his hands before he puts his gloves on for the day. when they come off, his hands are soft and sweet-smelling-- like cocoa butter and vanilla.

he doesn't paint his nails or anything, but they always look very nice. his liberal use of lotion pairs well with his other grooming habits. his cuticles are never overgrown, his nails are always short and uniform, and his nail beds are healthy and clear. it's minor, but it just adds to the overwhelming perfection that simeon exudes.

Solomon

solomon's hands are somehow both clammy AND cold. pick a struggle, peepaw.

on the plus side, his hands are soft. even in the winter, solomon never has to worry about rough knuckles or dry skin. which is good, because you cannot convince me that this man would remember to regularly apply lotion. he's a menace.

his hands are pale, like the rest of them, but also more veiny than i think most would anticipate. he's got one prominent one heading to his ring finger, and the rest are a bit smaller but still noticeable. his pale skin allows you to see the blue of his veins underneath. they're interesting to just stare at at watch move when he flexes his fingers.

i can see him wearing a ring or two on occasion. i don't think he'd care a whole lot about the aesthetics, but i think he'd put in enough effort to wear gold when his outfit has gold and switch to silver when wearing outfits with silver in them. it's a small thing, but it lets your know he's putting in at least a little thought.

Luke

luke has got such little, cute hands. his fingers are small and a little stubby, just like his nails. his nails also grow slowly, too, so he doesn't have to do much to keep them presentable.

unfortunately, they're often a little sticky. he bakes a lot, and while he's not usually dirty or messy, he's still young and somehow just attracts stickiness like any other child. it's especially bad when he uses honey in his recipes-- his hands are perpetually sticky for like two or three days after, no matter how often he washes his hands.

luke is a nervous little child, and for that i could see him being someone that picks at his cuticles. simeon gently discourages this habit, but at the end of the day he can't do much but make sure they heal properly.

BONUS:

Thirteen

she gives barbatos a run for his money in the cold hand competition. her fingers are ice. unlike barbatos, she will use this to her advantage. you'll find her frigid fingers on the back of your neck or under the hem of your shirt when you least expect it. she doesn't have any reason to do this. she just thinks it's funny.

her hands are a little dry, mainly around the knuckles. she strikes me as someone that constantly rubs her dry hands together and bitches about needing lotion, while simultaneously never remembering her own. she probably bums a dab of lotion off of someone ever day (i'm thinking asmo).

her nails are always really nice. they're just naturally shaped really well, round at the top and pretty straight. they're strong and don't break easy, which is good, because a hangnail can throw off her concentration for an entire afternoon.

Raphael

like belphegor, raphael's hands are an upsetting temperature-- no matter how warm or cold your hands are, his feel lukewarm against yours. it should literally be impossible, but then again, a lot of things you've encountered in the devildom should be impossible.

he's got some calluses. they're pretty interesting, honestly-- if he was a human, he'd have the bumpy, dry hands of a weathered veteran or lonely woodworker, all rough skin and long years embedded into his flesh. but he's an angel. the calluses on his hands are small and fairly easy to miss if you don't touch him. but run your hand along the ridges of his fingers or the fatty parts of his palms and you'll find them just fine.

raphael has really pretty nail beds. something about the way they look is just so clean and nice. he never has overgrown cuticles or anything, either. just really nice hands for a man that does not spare a single thought to the way they look.

Mephistopheles

this man has hands like butter. they're just so soft and luxurious. you think they'd be a bit more rugged seeing as he's a rich boy with a penchant for horseback riding, but no. i can see him being very anal about his hands. they're always soft with not a callous or imperfection in sight.

speaking of perfect, this motherfucker has amazing nails. they're just a tad longer than you'd expect to be traditionally "masculine", but that just enhances how slender and pretty his fingers look. no wonder he's always pointing and gesturing so dramatically-- he's gotta show off all that hard work!

pretty boy here just has really nice, strong hands. not really veiny, but very smooth and even. his palms are a bit lighter than his skintone, naturally, but across the board there's no discoloration or scarring to be seen. you can tell he's a noble just by looking at his hands.

he's usually in those gloves but, if not, i could see him being a rings kinda guy. only tasteful ones, though, and in moderation. not like mammon.

[zaiisaii]

ACTOR

⋆ — sleepy .ᐟ ﹙park jihoon﹚ .

warning:: gender neu. reader , actor!reader & sfw .

note:: hope none of you mind me writing for my favorite boy 🫶 hes got the prettiest eyes!! :/

"hello." you greet him with a soft smile. he walks to you stiffly and shivering. jihoon sits down beside you – it's far too close for friends yet a little distant for lovers.

the korean actor sighs and rests his head against your shoulder, a few strands of hair fall over his eyes. they flutter shut at the warmth you emit.

"ahh, sleepy." mumbles the tired man, he wraps his arms around yours and cuddles even deeper. you can see the puffs of cold air he breathes out. you shake your head, amused by how clingy your co-star can be when he's tired.

"i've got another scene coming up." your warning goes over his head. he nods, not paying much attention to your words.

he sighs again, this time it's filled with relief. you pat his head gently, the gloves over your hands feel so nice and warm, you wouldn't dare remove them just to pat him.

jihoon leans into your touch and grips your arm tightly. he isn't allowing you to get up. you struggle to rise earning multiple whines and grumbles from him; 'you're warm', 'do your scene later', 'stay with me'.

one of your makeup artists' stands above you, applying chapstick to your lips. she sends you a knowing look causing you to jokingly roll your eyes.

told you he gets clingy around you.

shush.

she snickers and quickly fixes your collar

"jihoonnn," you drawl out near his ear. he hums in acknowledgment. "i need to go now..."

he shakes his head.

"i'll cuddle with you later,"

he thinks about it, grip loosening around you. "okay, but! i get to have a sleepover with you."

you nod in agreement. it's been a while since the two of you hung out together. he sadly lets you go, eyeing the grin on your pretty face.

it almost makes him want to turn the other way, it makes him too shy to even make eye contact.

why do you look at him like that?

"like what?" you tilt your head, confused at what he meant. his eyes widen the slightest bit, and the red on his ears was no longer there because it was cold.

did he say that aloud!?

he quickly shakes his head and pushes you off the bench you were sitting off. "like nothing!"

the grin on your face grows, your eyes disappearing within your smile. you lean forward to gently kiss his forehead. it was soft, so soft you probably wouldn't count it as a real kiss.

almost as if you were scared to touch him.

"if you say so."

jihoon shoves you further away, lips quirked up shyly. he rolls his eyes when your makeup artist wiggles her eyebrows.

"go away."

[zinya]

Obey Me Incorrect Quotes #3

Mammon: Why are you standing on the sofa?

Mc: I wanted to see what would happen if I taped a knife to a Roomba

Mammon: Okay. and?

Mc: I went to put the tape away and when I turned back around it was gone. I haven't seen it since

(Five minutes later)

Levi , walking into the room:

Why are you both standing on the couch?

Mc: RUN AWAY LEVI RUN AWAY! IT' S OUT FOR BLOOD!

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Lucifer : *Wears a slightly lighter shade of black*

Asmodeus : I see you're bursting out the spring colors.

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*Dinner at the House of Lamentation*

Mc: The food is too cute, I can't eat it!

Lucifer :

Mammon:

Levi:

Satan:

Asmodeus: You're cute, but I'd still eaty-

Simeon: ONE DINNER

Belphi : *sighs* here we go again

Simeon: ONE NORMAL DINNER IS ALL I ASK!

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Mc: you know what sucks?

Diavolo: vacuums

Mc: you know what sucks in a metaphorical sense?

Diavolo : black holes

Mc: ..

Mc: you know what isn't cool?

Diavolo: lava

Mc: i swear there's a special place in hell reserved for you

Diavolo: yeah it's called the throne

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Mc: Okay, let's be honest.. you love me

Mammon: I literally would sell you for moldy sandwiches

Mc: Last night you came into my room, charged my DDD, fixed my blanket, and kissed my forehead

Mammon: Y-you weren't asleep?

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Mc : A mosquito tried to bite me and I slapped it and killed it

Mc: And I started thinking

Mc: Like it was just trying to get food

Mc: What if I went to the fridge and it just slammed the door shut and snapped my neck

Mc: How would I feel ?

Satan : Are you okay ?

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Asmo: Hey pretty , what're you up to? ;)

Mc: Eating cereal in bed

Asmo: And what would you be doing if I was in bed with you?

Mc:.......I would still be eating my cereal?

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Satan: We've been conducting an ongoing study to see what Beel will and will not eat.

Mc: Grass? Yes!

Satan: Moss? Yes!!

Mc: Leaves? Ohh, yes!

Satan: Shoelaces? Strange but true!

Mc: Worms? Sometimes!

Satan: Rocks? Usually nah.

Mc: Twigs? Usually!

Satan: Solomon's cooking? Inconclusive!

Lucifer: How did you... test this?

Mc: You just hand him stuff and say 'eat this' and if he eat it, he eat it.

Lucifer: ... I don't know how to feel about this.

Mammon: IS THAT WHERE ALL MY SPARE SHOELACES WENT?

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*Mc applying chopsticks*

Solomon: What flavor is that?

Mc : Oh, it's strawberries

Solomon: can I try it?

Mc: *hands over chapstick* sure

Solomon Kiss Mc

Solomon: holy shit it does

[Mc thas stopped functioning]

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Lucifer : As far as I'm concerned, I don't blush.

Mc: Oh really? What if I do this?

*kisses him on the cheek*

Lucifer: Nope

*Mc kisses on the other one*

Lucifer : Nada

*Mc hug him*

Lucifer: Goose eggs

*Mc kisses him hard on the lips*

Lucifer: Nothing

Mc : Well, I guess I got nothing too. *walks out the rooms*

*Lucifer... turns read as a tomato*

[casablancarossa]

Lipstick Smudge << a [fluffy] taemin x reader scenario>>

For the anon who asked:

hii ^^ could you possibly write something for taemin where you guys are doing that chapstick challenge where you put on different chapsticks and he has to kiss you to guess what flavor it is. Or even that one tiktok trend where you smudge your lipstick and then he goes to fix it and the camera turns and he has lipstick marks all over his face. 🙏🙏

Reposting this because it's a shame it didnt pop up in tags.

You re-align your camera, trying to get a perfect view of the corner of your room. It was the only place that wouldn't have any reflection of the rest of your space. It wasn't that the 70% was dirty or unseemly for an influencer, but most of the time it was to hide the man with the shit eating grin, trying to distract you from creating any good content while he was around.

"Jagiya, I feel offended, you really are trying to hide me huh?" Taemin whines as he catched his hoodie with his face.

It has been 20 minutes since you tried to make sure that you were trying to hide items that might relate to him. Chucking items left and right, out of sight.

"You know, none of my stuff will link back to me...", he lets out a sigh, pouting as he sits on the other side of the phone setup, fiddling with various cases of lipbalms, with the labels frayed and torn off. "Beside you want to live stream don't you?"

It's no secret to those who follow you, that you have a boyfriend and make the excuse that he was the one who isn't interested in being in front of the camera and would rather support you from the side, hidden. Taemin smiled as he picks up of the chapstick and quickly swips the bullet against his lips, before making kissing noises, his lips puckered and pointed at you with that stupid smile on his face. "You're an idiot if you just want a kiss, an plus that's for the challenge!", you cried out halfheartedly as you slide into the seat with a spare phone in hand, ready to post a story that you were about to go on live soon.

For weeks, Taemin was very into the idea of at least making sure that your viewers didn't think you were full of shit by saying you had a boyfriend and just didn't want to show him off. Haters often comment that you were lying and you were completely 'motae solo'. Soon it went viral that you were single and delusional when in fact you had purposedly shoved Taemin into the bushes during one of your walks when Dispactch caught you walking at night by the Han River.

You re-adjust yourself in your seat, counting the numbers of people who had viewed your story before turning on your Insta live and sat back, waiting for your viewers to come in. Your fortnight lives was something that you enjoyed doing, whether it was cooking challenges or just late night pillow talk, you were appreciative of the fans who had swarmed in from TikTok, to join you in your lives.

Soon, you were greeting your followers, conversing with them through the comments they have left and began to introduce the fact that your partner was behind the camera, really wanting to do the chapstick challenge with you. Taemin had caused a ruckus by trying to slide one your indoor clothes line into view, with a perfectly draped sheet on it, so he could hide behind it.

Meanwhile, the comments were in a frenzy, saying how they had never heard you sound so relaxed and giggly before. Some comments were even teasing you to pull down the sheets so they could see your boyfriend. It came to the time where Taemin had reapplied the lipbalm he kept on hand, yelling at you to taste him already.

At his comment, you snorted and laughed, deeming his words as inappropriate because people might take it the wrong way.

"Yeobo, fine, shut up!" You laughed as you wheeled your chair towards the curtain and dart your head to peck his lips before popping out so the viewers could see you smack your lips, hmm-ing and haa-ing about the flavour.

"Cherry?"

"Oh? Is it? I don't know.." Taemin teased.

"What do you mean?", you asked bewildered, reaching back behind the curtains to grab the component out of his hand and reading the underside of it where you had written the flavour. "Ya. Lee-ssi, you need to read the bottom! The fans will get angry at you!", you laughed in defeat as Taemin lets out a loud giggle, enough for the fans to comment about it. "It was cherry by the way.", you speak to the camera.

You reached forward to grab another two unlabelled chapsticks, throwing one towards the back of the curtain for Taemin to catch as you apply one on yourself, the distinct smell and flavour should be easy for him. "All right, I'm ready.", you grinned before moving your head.

An aggravated groan left your throat as you saw Taemin, sheepishly applying the new flavoured balm on his lips. "Yah..", you put out a struggled smile as you were fully slumped into your seat, one hand on your face, massaging your temples. "It's supposed to be my turn, for you to guess the flavour...", you whined as your eyes catch the over flowing number of laughing emojis dancing across the screen.

"Ah okay okay, I got too excited.", Taemin giggles, attempting to wipe his lips before puckering them again for you to kiss.

You lean in to peck his lips, hoping that he would get the right answer. "Ahh! Lemon!", his answer was too confident for your liking.

You had shifted back closer to the phone, to look at the comments with an unamused look on your face saying "No." to his guess, encouraging to try again. Taemin went suddenly quiet, and through the screen, behind the draped sheets, you could see two arms pop out holding a phone with your livestream playing. "Yah, you look shit, when you are pouting like that.", he laughs, teasing you like always.

"What?! You are such an idiot." you breathed out in defeat as the viewers teased that your boyfriend, is such a troublemaker and seems to get a kick out of annoying you.

"Yes, everyone, he has been the bane of my existence for a year now."

"A year?! I'm hurting..."

"Okay, two??? Three?"

"Probably halfway to three? Way before I joined the army."

"Almost three years, he has been a pain in my head" you smiled towards the camera before looking back at the sheets, now seeing the faint glow of a phone screen behind them.

"Was it orange?" He finally comments out.

"Yes... Your turn.", you let out a sigh before returning to look behind the improv-ed covers to see Taemin, smiling at you. He couldn't resist and held your seat by the armrest and pulled your seat towards him so he could plant a soft kiss on your lips before peppering small pecks around your face. Taemin lets out a small cackle before pushing your seat out, causing it to roll back to your desk.

The seat was still swiveled to face him and as you turned around you made your guess. "Was that strawberry? It tasted like strawberries." you muttered.

As you turn to face the camera, it took a while for you to process that the lighting in the room, made it hard for you to discern that your face was now covered in faint tints of pink kisses. While inspecting your face through the screen, you could see Taemin's hands slowly sliding out from the side with his thumbs up followed by an 'okay' sign followed by a series of breathless laughter. "You look like I just mawled you."

"Wow, y/n eonnie, he must really love you. Wah eonnie, you are so lucky.", you read out the comments out loud, snickering at each one, which made you blush.

"Why does he have such femenine lips?", Taemins voice erupted from behind the sheet. "Reported!"

"Imagine if that isn't her boyfriend... Reported." he continues on.

You placed your arm on the desk, propping your chin up as you converse through the comments asking that you should make a TikTok with him right now. You stated once more, you weren't sure what challenge you could do that wouldn't impede on his privacy and internally, it disheartened you that you couldn't scream to the world that you were in love with someone without saying his name, and Taemin couldn't think of ways to console you. He wasn't afraid to admit he was in a relationship with you and it wasn't the first time you two had been linked together anyway. But you kept rejecting the idea because you assumed, both of you may not have the mental constitution to keep fighting the haters.

A couple minutes went by and you resumed doing the chapstick challenge, commenting there was probably 4 more flavours to try. Each one turned more chaotic as Taemin had caused a scene because he was determined to shift the sheet screen closer so he could steal he muscat grape chapstick from your desk without being seen. Your spare phone lit up from under you with a message from Taemin with a link. You opened it up to see the new lipstick tiktok trend and underneath the link, he messages you once more. 'My love let's do this...'

Before you could even collect your thoughts, Taemin spoke out once more, now speaking towards your viewers. "Everyone! Be patient right now, we'll film something okay?"

"Really??", your eyes widened, unsure how to react.

Taemin stood up, his head was just fortunately cut off from view of the camera. He mouths a few words which you understood as, 'lower the camera so we can walk around comfortably'. You followed through, lowering the camera so it focused more on your desk, but still had enough view to see that you and your boyfriend can now be seen from the waist down and were now walking around and there were indeed two people in the room.

"We still have the stream running up and we are viewing it through another phone, so we can still read comments and respond to everyone" you called out cheerfully, hoping the numbers don't die down.

You quickly grab a dark lipstick and carefully applied while Taemin looked at you with such an endearing stare. "Please god tell me why I was gifted such a beautiful partner.", he gleefully jumps and down, barely controlling his excitement.

"Such a con-man, you are only doing this because you are on camera my love."

Effortlessly, your lips began to retaliate with kisses across Taemin's face, each time, he giggles. Every time he checks his reflection through his phone camera he would voice out his displeasement that some of the kiss marks were uneven and that you should either kiss his face harder, or top up your lipstick.

Y/N-nie, what was the most stupid thing he did?

"Oh...? There was that time he said he could walk across the frozen pond and if he got to the other side, I owed him a new kitten", you started much to Taemin's behest. "Well.. He fell halfway in and was super super grumpy but I got him a grey and white kitten a week later."

Once he was satisfied with his over all look, Taemin takes off the jacket he was wearing, boldly showcasing more of his figure, but in his head, no doubt people wouldn't confuse him with a look-a-like, people would know it was him. Lee Taemin.

How did you two meet?

"We met an an event. She was panicking so hard she skipped greeting me and shook hands with my friend instead." Taemin replied, causing you to smack his chest.

The lipsticks swipes across your lips for the final time to get it even before asking your boyfriend if he was ready to film. He passes a phone to you, with the front camera at the ready. You proceed to start recording with one hand while lipstick in the other, bumping your arm to cause a smudge at your lower lip.

As Taemin's hand reaches up to caress your cheek, he guides you by the chin to look at him as you pan the camera towards him, his side profile in sight, obviously covered with stamps of your painted lips, looking at you lovingly before casting a devilish grin from the corner of his lips. The camera pulls back slightly, so that both of you were in frame, smiling contently as you look at each other, before facing the camera with a cheeky smile as he pecks your cheeks, leaving another faint tint of the strawberry chapstick.

As far as content making goes, it was perfect and you felt like if you could, you would post it as is, one try, one take. But you saved it as draft after viewing it and placed the phone down. Commenting out loud, there was no need to redo it, it looked perfect enough, Taemin agreed with you before adding that he thinks it would go viral. Your head spins to throw him a frown and pout, objecting to the idea despite the fact he knows, how much you would love the thought of finally no longer keeping things a secret.

Will you be posting it?

Please post it. What did you film? Will it be uploaded soon?

Guys... They were suspiciously quiet... Guys.. It's okay to turn of the livestream now if you want.

You and Taemin giggle at the following comments before he lunges behind the camera as you tilt your phone upwards, letting it re-focus as you waited in front of it as you continue talking to Taemin. It was obvious to anyone who was watching you that you loved your boyfriend so much. Your eyes were so soft and endearing towards him and you looked at him as if it was he first time you saw him and Cupid had his arrow at the ready.

"Hmm, I'm not sure I'll post it, but it's on drafts so you never know", you sang in a sweet teasing tone. "But please ask questions.."

Y/N eonnie's boyfriend. Do you think, eonnie is the one?

"Do you think I'm the one?"

"Everyday.", Taemin replied eliciting causing a reaction on your face that could only be described as look of awe and constant realization how in love with you were.

An hour had somehow passed by and Taemin was more than happy to air out embarrassing stories, habits of yours that he found adorable and personal questions about his likes and dislikes. Everyone was ecstatic to know that he was more keen in being in lives if he was allowed to be more present.

"Everyone.. Once I finally reveal myself, hopefully you keep on supporting y/n and us." Taemin announced.

"Jagiya, you are giving them too much hope, we have to end the stream soon and get to our dinner with your...friends..", the last word caused you to stumble almost saying 'manager', which might imply that your boyfriend was somewhat more of a big-deal.

You were finally addressing your goodbyes reminding your viewers that you will be back on again and on your next post that they should comment what they would like to see next. However your attention was caught by the alarming statements that flooded your screen.

Wait is this real? Eonnie? You are a lucky bitch. How the heck did you catch a guy like him. Gosh you could see it his eyes, this isn't a joke. Y/N and Taemin look good together. Is 'dinner with friends', actually dinner with SHINee?

The last two comments had made you dizzy in your seat. What was going on? Your hands would instinctively fumble around your desk so you could find your phone to check what was going on. If it weren't for Taemin, clearing his throat you wouldn't have looked up at him. There he was leaning over he desk, resting on one hand while the other was waving his phone with the screen pointed out to you.

It had not occurred to you that it was your tiktok account that was logged in on his phone and while you were too distracted trying to read the comments, Taemin had handed his phone to you to film instead and while he was answering questions, he was oddly pre-occupied with his phone. From what you could see between his phone and how your spare phone is going insane with notifications. You quickly open your phone to check. It was official. Taemin had posted the video on your behalf and even linked it in Instgram, tagging his ID.

"I'm not scared to tell the world that I love you. So I posted it.", he smiled.

Taemin smirked as worry had set on your face, lips slightly gaped in shock as Taemin made the first move to publicize your relationship. Like he was the first one to say I love you almost three years ago. Like he was the first one to chase after you after a serious argument. Like he was the first one to do informal introductions with his family.

The woman was too stunned to speak kekekeke. Holy shit, she really didn't expect this. You guuuys, you are too cute. Please don't break each other's heart.

Taemin quickly rushed around the table and knelt down beside your seat, wrapping an arm around you. Your eyes followed his line of movement, never breaking away, so many questions in your head and so much more emotions. Primarily, you were ready to cry.

"Okay, while y/n recovers, see you in two weeks guys!", he waves towards the camera.

Your body slumps down onto the desk, struggling to let out a pained chuckle before sitting up slightly to cover your suddenly flushed face with your hands. You were so embarrassed that you continued to try hide your face with one hand as you waved at the camera.

"You are insane Lee Taemin. You idiot", you giggle, smacking his shoulders playfully in a repeated manner as he leans forward to end the livestream, flashing a playful grin and thumbs up as it cuts and the live has ended.

"Yeah, I'm insane about you, but now we don't have to hide it anymore. Plus, the old Dispatch articles didn't have a lot of hate comments on it...", he calmly stands up and leans on the edge of the desk,

"Yeah.. But your fans are going to rip me apart... I'm not really.. Conventional?"

"We'll figure it out okay?"

"Okay..."

"So... It was viral years ago. But do you think fans will realize you were the girl at the fan event and you struggled to shake hands with me and greeting Onew hyung instead?"

"Yes, because Onew laughed at you because you kept your hands out waiting and just shook your own hands when I didn't go back to you.."

Taemin rolls his eyes, remembering the video in question, reaching forward to pull the seat you were in, closer to him. He rests each hand on an arm rest and looks down at you with, kissing the crown of your head before catching your lips.

"Well now I got you back, and you are mine.."

[honeycrispjamz]

okay i had to feed some of my other obsessions im back now. i need more people to talk about misty and crystal as well. i think it's by far the best/healthiest relationship Misty has in the wilderness. Without a doubt. Especially since it follows after Coach Ben, nobody really likes or trusts Misty(some people actually starting to hate her), and she can't get the attention she needs from Ben anymore. Their first real interaction being misty yelling at crystal and crystal Not getting scared away is just. Something. To me. it means so much. because she doesn't only Not Care that misty yelled she turns it into an offer to be her friend!!!! it means So Much to me i could talk about this Forever... im also Obsessed with their little interactions in the back of scenes (they leave holding hands during jackies ''funeral.'' thats a big one to me!!!!!) I do think it was at least a little bit romantic. In my head they were dating but in the show i like to think they had a little crush on eachother.... just to tide me over and then the. Cliff Scene. I 100% think that misty didn't mean that. She's a mentally ill teenager who doesn't want her friend(and everyone else) to hate and leave her, and when offering to do things for her didn't work the Only thing she thought she could do was threaten her. the cpr scene is so Gutwrenching to me because. that's a child. that's a child who Isn't A Doctor who's going off of babysitter training and biology class who doesn't want her friend to die!!!!! she's a teenager!!!!! (her turning off the radio earlier on in the episode makes me want to eat glass) i have so so much more to say but the character limit is gonna Get Me.... tumblr my enemy

I LOVE CRUSTY

I never noticed them holding hands after Jackie’s funeral 😭😭😭😭😭😭 but yes this is by far the healthiest thing Misty EVER gets and it gets tugged out from under her so fast <//3

And they most definitely were kissin and,, yeah while the rest of the team was sleeping lol. I can imagine Crystal putting on the only chapstick they have left just to smack a big ol kiss on Misty’s lips and go “there bestie!!! All moisturized :3333” and Misty is all heart eyes all the time around Crystal because no one has ever been kind to her let alone want to kiss and touch and just be with her.

And the cliff scene. Oof. I agree, I don’t think Misty wanted Crystal to die or even get hurt, I think she was so scared/terrified of the only person who ever loved her rejecting her that the only way she knew how to fix it was through being violent/threatening. I just love them so much and honestly I wish we had gotten scenes of Crystal haunting adult Misty :/// I can only hope

[chasingfictions]

ok lottie has kissed every single yellowjacket here's how:

lottie kisses nat all the time. in their adolescence they keep finding themselves making out when theyre drunk at parties and then slowly it's not just when they're drunk and then not just when they're at parties .... but it all falls apart in the woods and anyway it never meant anything right? anyway when they're adults they fuck raw and it's very tender

lottie kisses mari during spin the bottle at a team sleepover. mari pretends to be grossed out but it awakens something in her because why didn't lottie seem grossed out?

lottie kisses allie during that same sleepover, during truth or dare. allie runs to the bathroom after and pretends to barf. later, when they're adults, and lottie is back in town, they run into each other at a wine bar, and allie finagles her way back to lottie's hotel, and they fuck raw, because lottie knows it's something allie needs.

lottie kisses shauna in the wilderness. it's the deepest part of the cold. they finally have something to eat. none of them like the way they have something to eat. shauna is working the knife. lottie is half herself and half whatever she is when It takes over her. she kisses shauna open-mouthed leaning over the table of meat. they can both smell the blood. and when they're adults they fuck raw and it fixes shauna for at least a week

lottie kisses akilah one night in the cabin. it's very late or maybe very early and it's cold and lottie hasn't slept because the woods are giving her too many thoughts. akilah is having bad dreams. they sit together in the window and look at the moon. akilah is shivering so lottie rubs her arms. akilah is telling lottie everything she's afraid of. lottie gives her a gentle little kiss to calm her down

lottie kisses misty during the early days of the cult. misty saw that all the girls in the craft kissed each other when they were doing witchcraft and insists to lottie that that's the proper way things are done. as adults they fuck raw and misty gives lottie a run for her money.

lottie kisses van for the first time during the early days of the cult too. but they both get deeper into it. some days it feels like they're the only two who really get it. and van and tai are getting more strained and lottie is getting more isolated from the other girls. some days they go into the woods to make offerings and pray and lottie's hands will drift to van's mouth, tracing her lips, drifting down to tug her close by the chin. it's not for romance. it's only sometimes for desire. it's for a need that's deeper than that. they keep kissing, every time they see each other, for the rest of their lives. and sometimes as adults they fuck raw, and it's so nice.

lottie kisses jackie when they're little girls. they're in the same ballet class. at the year-end recital, they're both sugar plum fairies. they have matching skirts and wings and leotards but in different colors (lottie is in blue and jackie is in pink. jackie wanted to be blue). they're backstage waiting in the wings. it's just the two of them there. the other sugar plum fairies enter from the other side. when the dance teacher has her back turned, lottie whispers to jackie: "do you wanna know a secret?" and jackie nods. lottie kisses her once on the lips, so quick jackie almost misses it. her mouth tastes like vanilla lipsmackers, and jackie will think about it for the rest of her life when she puts on chapstick. lottie runs out onto stage with a little smile, like nothing out of the ordinary just happened. jackie is so flustered she misses her cue by several counts of music.

lottie kisses taissa during a fight in the wilderness, one day when the cult shit goes too far. tai is tearing her wolf pelt off her face, is wiping the blood off her mouth, is insisting that they don't do this, that tai's not a part of this, that this was just a bit, that the bit's gone too far, that this isn't her, that lottie isn't going to drag her into this shit. lottie just laughs, kisses her with too many teeth. also when they're adults they fuck raw and it makes tai actively worse

lottie kisses laura lee just once. it's a few days, maybe a week, before laura lee flies. lottie can never quite remember the exacts of it. they're by the lake. their spot. they both know it might not work. the escape. lottie is almost sure of it. but laura lee is sure enough, down to her bones, up to her soul, that it will. so lottie decides to believe too. still, one day they are sitting at the banks of the lake and they are looking each other so close in the eyes, and they suddenly both know they are thinking the same thing. they kiss, and it feels like everything lottie's ever looked for. it feels like she never lacked anything at all. laura lee smiles, tilts her head, and says: "when i come back for you all, we'll talk more about this."

[atinyjules]

CHERRY CHAPSTICK - LEE RANG

Okay soo this is basically an excerpt of my other fic which you will find here. So I suggest you read that one first.

I really liked the idea of the reader being a Samjoko so yes, I'll play with that for a little while.

Genre: fluff, humour, romance au, fantasy au and a touch of angst.

Pairings: Lee Rang x Samjoko!Reader (Noeul)

Warnings: none really! Other than Rang being his flirty self

"So...the next door will open after 29 days? That means I only have a month with Rang..." Noeul mumbled as Yeon patted her shoulder.

"We have a month to spend with Rang so I say instead of resisting his antics, you spend as much time with him as you can...cause after we return to our timeline Rang won't be there." Yeon said as Noeul nodded intently.

"So...every second counts." She said as Yeon nodded.

"Spend time with him, converse with him and enjoy your moments with him here...this maybe your last chance to see him." Yeon said as she nodded.

"I will..."

After the talk with Yeon, Noeul decided to take a walk and explore the area when someone jumped down from the tree causing Noeul to shriek and trip.

"Whoa, whoa, its just me!" She looked up to see Rang who held her by her waist.

"Oh my gosh! Don't do that! I almost tripped!" she exclaimed as he chuckled and brought her back on her feet.

"But I caught you." he said as she fixed her bow.

"You must really like that bow." he said as she pointed to the bow that sat perfectly clipped on her hair.

"This? Someone gave it to me on my birthday so I really cherish it." she said as he adjusted it to look straight, without knowing that it was him who gifted it to her.

Noeul's

I smiled as he fixed my bow.

"Well then that person has taste cause it suits you really well." Rang said as I chuckled.

"Thanks...so what are you doing here anyways? Did you follow me?" I asked as he chuckled and scratched the back of his neck.

"Well, you could say that." he answered as we ventured further into the forest.

"I have no idea where we're going." I said as he smiled and held my hand.

"No worries, you have your mighty Gumiho by your side. And besides, if we do get lost at least we won't be alone." he said as we took random paths.

"I mean sure but...what if we can't find our way back by night?" I asked him as he huffed.

"There's no need to worry about that cause we'll be home before sundown." he said confidently as we walked deeper inside the forest.

"The forest is pretty isn't it." I said as I walked over a tree trunk.

"Nothing compares to your beauty though." he said causing me to get flustered as I hit him lightly.

"Oh my gosh, shut upp!" I exclaimed as he nodded.

"I'm not kidding...you are way more beautiful than those beauty queens." he said as I shook my head and chuckled.

"Yeah, right " I said as we decided to rest after walking continuously for about an hour.

"Gosh my lips are horrendous!" I exclaimed and quickly searched for my cherry chapstick.

As I applied the sweet cherry chapstick over my chapped lips I could feel Rang staring intently at my actions. After applying the chapstick I rubbed my lips together and puckered my lips a little.

"Much better!" I exclaimed as I looked at Rang who still had his curious eyes on my lips.

"What did you apply on your lips?" he asked as I took out my cherry flavored chapstick.

"Its a chapstick...it keeps your lips moisturized and soft." I said as I opened the lid.

"Do you wanna try it?" I asked as he thought for a second and nodded. I then went and stood infront of him and leaned in a little and applied the chapstick on his lips.

"Now rub your lips together." I said and showed him as he followed.

"Do you taste the cherry flavor?" I asked and snorted when he licked his lower lip.

"No, it doesn't..." he said as I chuckled.

"It should cause I can tasted the flavor a little." I said when he suddenly pulled me by the waist and joined his lips with mine. I felt my face heat up as he kissed me softly and tenderly.

I stared at him in disbelief after he broke the kiss.

"I do taste the cherry now." He said as I hit him causing him to run.

"Yah, you flirt! Come back here!" I exclaimed and ran after him as he chuckled and ran forward.

"You'll have to catch me first!" he exclaimed as I tried my best to catch him but failed miserably.

"Is that all you got Princess?" he exclaimed ticking me off as I used my super speed and jumped on his back in a matter of seconds.

As he held me on his back our laughters filled the otherwise quiet forest. Content with each other's presence.

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It was a rather short fic but I had a fun writing it!🌼

Find Noeul's fit for this fic over here!

[alex-guerin]

All of this!! I have lived in Illinois all my 35+ years, and I can attest that this is all truth!!

I would like to add a few, if I may, dear OP?

10) Layers are your friend. Seriously. Y'know those old fashion longjohns in cartoons and shit? Those things are AMAZING!! I wore a thermal shirt to work yesterday because it was so cold and I work in a poorly heated massive warehouse, and between that shirt and the hoodie I had on over it, I was melting. Co-worker had longjohn pants on under her jeans and she was about to die. Find thermal clothes to wear under your regular clothes. They will keep you so much warmer! There's even a good chance your local Walmart sells them (at least for AFABs) in the intimates department. That's where I have found mine.

11) Remember this character from Doctor Who?

This cat? Yeah, them! Yeah, pretend that's you. Moisturizer yourself. The cold is going to chap EVERYTHING! Especially skin exposed to the air directly. I was out shoveling the driveway Saturday, was only out for maybe 45 mins, came in and immediately had to put chapstick on and moisturizer on my cheeks and nose cuz they had dried out. The cold don't mess around, bro. Keep yourself moisturized.

12) Keep enough gas in your tank that if you DO end up stranded somewhere, you can keep your car running and the heater going and don't freeze. I have always been told during the winter to ALWAYS, no matter what, ALWAYS have AT LEAST a half a tank of gas at all times, just in case. The one year I ended up with two flat tires and sat stranded on the side of the road for two hours (...it was not a good night, lemme tell ya...), I was very glad to have listened to my folks and had over half a tank, cuz it kept me warm and cozy until I was able to get hold of someone able to come pick me up. Plus, if need be, if the power goes out and you have no heat, so long as your car isn't parked in a garage (DO. NOT. KEEP. A. RUNNING. CAR. IN. YOUR. GARAGE. Do not make me have to repeat that and add in the 👏 between each word!), you can go sleep in it with it running, or at least try to warm yourself up for a while. I maybe wouldn't try sleeping in it for very long, but y'know, absolute needs must.

13) Keep a close eye on your pets. Just because they have a nice thick coat of fur, doesn't mean they can't get frostbite, too. Their little toe beans are exposed to the frozen ground. Imagine if you were standing outside barefoot for more than a few minutes when it's this cold? You wouldn't like it, and neither do they. Especially if they're a hound dog. They have a lot of ear and a lot of nose that gets cold very very quickly. Make sure you aren't leaving them outside without somewhere warm and dry to curl up in.

And my last point I'd like to add...

14) Check in on your neighbors. Make sure they're okay. Especially if they're older or have very very young kids. Does the Granny and Tweety Bird across the street need anything from the grocery store? Offer to go pick it up for them so they don't have to worry about slipping and falling on ice. Offer to salt their sidewalks and driveways for them and clear them in case emergency vehicles need to get to them. The furnace at Mama Bear and Baby Bear's house next door died and no one can get there to fix it until next week? Hey, couches were invented for people to crash on when they need a place. Or if you are mechanically inclined, offer to take a look at it for them and fix it if you can.

Be kind to your neighbors, be helpful. This cold sucks, but it's only around for a little while. You just gotta stay brave, stay smart, and stay safe.

You got this, my Southern and Southwestern friends!

So Your Temperate Home is Suddenly an Arctic Hellscape

As -10F hits area’s of the US who’ve never seen such temperatures in living memory, I wanted to give some tips from a Minnesotan who’s lived with these temps as a part of my life for 37 years.

1) Don’t Get Cocky. People used to these temps may laugh at our southern neighbors freaking out about the cold because yes, some parts of the US get such temps regularly every year. These people are being ignorant assholes. Our houses are mandated to have insulation that few of your homes will have. We pretty much all have huge puffy coats, and have well established winter weather gear drives for homeless and poor folks every year. We have expensive, well equipped infrastructure for cope with these temps and with large amounts of snow. You don’t. When it comes down to it, Minnesotans know to respect the cold temps- it’s just that a lot of the ways that do it are so commonplace as to be invisible to those who already have these habits.

2) Don’t go out wet. Dry your hair or stay inside. You will loose a lot of heat if you’re wet. Same for sweat, and wet diapers. And clothes with snow on them are now WET CLOTHES. Change into dry clothes as soon as possible.

3) If you have a shitty car battery or a car that sometimes struggles to start, then try not to use it. You’re unlikely to get the kind of temps where it’s impossible to start an engine (I’ve only experienced those temps a few times. Once my eyelashes froze shut and I almost froze to death in my own back yard. Don’t be like young me. Respect the cold.) If your car doesn’t start, you could be stranded somewhere, and realistically your area’s emergency services may be pretty overrun. 

4) Very cold air doesn’t hold moisture well. Plan for extra hydration for people, pets, and plants. Even if your staying in- most home heaters pull cold air from outside, then dry it out even MORE in the process of heating it. Dehydration is a thing. Even if your home’s heater has a humidifier attached to it (if you’re not sure, then it probably doesn’t.) it’s a good idea to drink extra water. Right now I have a few pots of water just left out by heaters to evaporate as much as possible. My mom used to just heat huge camping pots on the stove all day in cold temps. Remember, dry nasal passages really muck up your bodies ability to fight airborne illness. This is not a great time for that.

5) Help out homeless folks in your area in any way you can. These temps can and do kill. And since we have more evictions than any society can conscionably defend this year, we have high numbers of homeless people. Which means area supports for unhoused folks are often underfunded and over-taxed. 

6) Let your faucets drip. I know nobody likes to waste water but if your pipes freeze they will literally explode. Your home will flood. My mother’s kitchen got completely destroyed and it traumatized my childhood dog. Justa  bit of moving warm water will safeguard you from that.

7) Do. Not. Burn. Propane. Indoors. 

8) Plan for potential power outages. Ice on the lines can cause this and again, your infrastructure isn’t prepped for this. Unplug anything in your home you’re not using to do your part to help prevent rolling blackouts.

9) Driving on ice is a SKILL. Your roads may be filled with people who do not have that skill. Please please, stay off the roads if you can- even if you have this skill these roads will not be prepped and will, again, be full of people who don’t know how to do this because it just hasn’t come up that much in their life.

Stay safe and stay kind, folks! 

[milo-is-rambling]

Today I had a few sips of alcohol (which was approved by my mother and I never drink ever so it was a weird and fun family activity) and then I smoked weed all day and played disco elysium and undertale (got a steam card for Christmas and got those two games) and hung out with my family then at night my brother took a nap and so me and mom watched both Taylor Tomlinson Netflix specials cause I've been meaning to make my mom watch them and had a super fun time and now I'm in bed sleepy and happy and curled up in a blanket ball cause our heat still isn't fixed and then tomorrow i gotta figure out how to bail on theater (I also accidentally bailed on Christmas Eve set day (which shouldn't exist) bc it started at 8:30 in the morning and I kept procrastinating leaving the house until like 10:30 and by the time I got there the door was locked so I gave up) cause it's supposed to be tomorrow night from 6-9:30 ish but our neighbors need to borrow the van tomorrow to pick their family up from the airport and I fucking refuse to drive dads little baby car (that I drove to and from the hospital while my dad was dying) and especially not at night so I'm thinking I'll just bail on theater but I don't wanna just not show up after I didn't show up on Saturday after I said I was going but I also don't wanna message them even tho I know they won't care that much but also like ughhhh I feel like everyone hates me forever bc I didn't show up at 8:30 in the morning on Christmas Eve to paint set pieces and I haven't really told anyone that my dad died recently (especially bc the musical we're doing is about someone who almost dies of heart attack near Christmas and it would feel weird as fuck if like three weeks into working on this play I was just like lol hey btw guys my dad died of a heart attack like three months ago lol don't worry about it tho I've only cried silently during rehearsals like five times cause Larry does such a convincing heart attack on stage but like lol don't worry about it also don't worry about me driving home sobbing after I showed up too late on Christmas Eve and also after almost every really good practice bc I just think about how this is my first Christmas without my dad and how proud he'd be of me and how much he'd love to hear all about the theater and he'd love to see me helping move stuff on stage and help out or I think about how my dad loved me so much and now hes a box in our dining room on a sad chair with his wallet and chapstick and sunglasses hes worn my whole life and how I outlived my dad but so young and how my moms been texting men and she was fucking texting someone on Christmas and i know how good it feels to be in denial but it's my first Christmas without my father and I don't want her to be sad but I also just want her to be fucking sad with me cause I hurt so bad about it and I'm pushing it so far down and now it comes flooding so hard out of my eyeballs when I do stupid things like miss a set day or enjoy theater too much and I want to come home and see him on the couch and have him ask me how it went and he can't anymore cause he's a fucking box of sand and soot on a chair in the dining room and everything sucks and it's supposed to be his birthday on the 27th and I want to fucking stop crying but I'm about to be on my period and my hormones are evil and everything hurts and comes leaking out of my eyeballs at the worst times

[teabutmakeitazure]

The Dresser

What the yan Genshin boys like the most about their darling's products

Characters included: Childe, Diluc, Zhongli, Alhaitham, Pantalone

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Childe: Your fruit flavoured chapsticks just have him absolutely weak in the knees. Whenever he talks to you, his eyes are always fixed on your lips. He knows about the scent and he knows damn well that if he dives in for a kiss, he will lick your lips clean of the product all the while smugly looking you in the eye. Despite your initial disgust to the action, you've become somewhat numb to it since it's happened so many times. Safe to say he isn't above applying the chapsticks himself before kissing you to catch you off guard. What can be say? He's a simple guy.

Diluc: Hair ties. That's it. He knows that the both of you use them which makes it ten times more intimate. He sometimes switches the ones you use with the ones he does, finding sharing them to be intimate. Don't question why they sometimes go missing. He just mixes them up at times, that's all. He's also often tempted to ask you if he could tie your hair. If you refuse, he's ever the gentleman. Doesn't mean he won't take the chance to brush away a few stray strands whenever he gets the chance.

Zhongli: All those different hair sticks are there for a reason. Said reason being always having your hair up so that he can have a view of your nape at all times. Another more secret one is that when he's in the mood, he can simply pull the stick and easily undo your hair in one swift motion. The surprised expression on your face is just an extra treat for the manhandling you're about to go through. The way your hair sometimes cascades down to spill over has him enchanted. No wonder he never lets you put your hair up on the rare outings you have. It's a sight only for him.

Alhaitham: Lipsticks are his weakness, but not on anyone, no no. He gets the very specific rush of blood when he sees the pigment on your lips. There's no known way for him to understand why he has the urge to swipe his thumb to smudge it. All he knows is that he must, even if it means rubbing it off entirely lest any other man see you with it. If he of all people can have this kind of urge, who knows what someone else can have? Can't have someone else fantasising about what's his, now can he?

Pantalone: Eyes are the windows to the soul, as they say, and he agrees. One look into your eyes is all it takes for the harbinger to know what you're feeling. So it doesn't come as a surprise when his favourite is your eye makeup. The way you bat your eyelashes at him when you have a request to make is why he so specifically filled your dresser with various eye products. He's more than willing to teach you if you refuse to use any with the excuse of not knowing how. At least now you know that to get his favour, all you have to do is give him the doe eyes.

[wyn-n-tonic]

Some things to consider if you are donating hygiene products to shelters/food banks (if you have the means):

Unscented soap for sensitive skin. (Dove and Ivory are so good for this but I know there are store brands).

Unscented lotion! Lotion isn't a very highly donated product and, when it is, it tends to be very fragrant. This is a problem because fragrant lotions contain a lot of alcohol in them which in turn dries the skin out and is not very good for people with sensitive skin or skin issues and is definitely an issue for houseless people who are more exposed to the elements outside.

Body/deodorant wipes.

Deodorant sticks and sprays.

Regular chapstick. Burt's Bees contains beeswax and Carmex/Blistex are medicated, all can make chapped lips worse and you can actually develop an allergy to their ingredients.

Adult diapers. People donate baby diapers and they donate feminine hygiene products but donations of adult diapers are few and far between and shelters/food banks see a lot of traffic from new, healing mothers or older children with developmental disabilities or elderly members of our population.

First aid kits.

Activities for kids (cheap coloring books and some crayon packs, fidget toys, little puzzles). It may seem silly to some but I once got to tell a mom that I included some little age appropriate toys for her kiddos and I will think about her reaction and the hug she gave me for the rest of my life.

Blankets. Little fleecey throw blankets are so important and are, unfortunately, the difference between life and death during these colder months.

Underwear and socks. I have had people tell me that they don't want to donate underwear because they feel like it's creepy. It's not creepy. These are basic necessities and they are often times hardly donated and asking for help at all is hard but asking for more personal items like underwear can be downright embarrassing. Especially when it's not available. People are less likely to ask in the future when that happens (especially if treated or looked at judgmentally when they ask).

Hair products for different hair types. A lot of these organizations serve minority populations in our communities because the system has been set up to keep non-white people down and in poverty (anybody can experience poverty but, please remember that systemic racism plays a huge role in why these services are desperately needed and horribly underfunded). Hair products like shampoo and conditioner are donated but it's 99.9% of the time going to be very cheap products that aren't good for any hair type but definitely are not good for people with coarse hair or curly/kinky hair. If you have the means, please consider donating some products specifically formulated for Black hair. I am not somebody who needs those products so I don't have much knowledge into the brands that are actually good. So I do encourage anybody who can help with a list of products they'd recommend to reblog this and add those items on.

And if all of that is just too overwhelming of a list but you would like to do something, call around to some local schools and ask if they have some lunch debt you can pay off for some babies. If you want to go further, ask if you can put some money on the books for some of the kids so that they can have a hot meal because, unfortunately, school lunches are often times the only time some of these babies have a hot meal. And having to do that at all is a failure of our society and government that desperately needs to be fixed but if we can help ease the burden of struggling parents on the road to that goal, then I think we should do that because it really does take a village but the extreme individualism mindset of this country has left so many people behind.

[pinkanonwrites]

💗❣️ 🌺😆👁 for Vil please~?

Ahh, Vil! I always love writing for Pomefiore! <3

💗 How do they show affection?

Another guy who likes to dote on you, Vil shows his affection by looking out for you in little ways. If you have a favorite chapstick or lip gloss he always has an extra in his bag for you. He'll fix your hair while tutting playfully when the wind ruffles it up unexpectedly. He'll adjust your outfit or your uniform without you needing to ask, tucking and nudging the fabric into place and finishing with a "There. Now, you're perfect."

❣️ What makes them blush/gets their heart pounding?

When you really, genuinely listen to him. It could be about fashion advice, or about other things. But when you run up to him and explain how you chose your outfit using his advice, or when your eyes are trained on his face, so focused as he's explaining something to you, it really makes him feel all warm and bubbly inside.

🌺 Do they like to tease their significant other?

I don't think he does it intentionally, but Vil has no qualms putting his hands all over you to help you fix your outfit, your posture, your hair, your makeup, and in a way that can feel like a form of teasing sometimes. He isn't trying to rile you up when he's combing his fingers through your hair or rubbing a thumb over your lower lip, but he can't say he's disappointed by the outcome when he sees you getting all flustered.

😆 How do they make their s/o laugh?

Again, it's probably not intentionally, but Vil can be really funny sometimes when he's to eloquently dressing down someone who thought they could mess with him, or with you. He's so elegant at knocking someone down a peg, not a single word wasted, not a single flaw spared. Watching someone who thinks they're hot shit get so completely and thoroughly humbled is pretty hilarious.

👁 What’s their favorite part of their s/o?

Your voice. If Vil is in a relationship with you there's already a hundred things about you that he likes, but your voice is probably his favorite. The way your tone changes suddenly when you see him, like the very act of being in his presence fills you with more energy. How you murmur to him when you want to get his attention, how you hum absentmindedly to yourself as you go through your daily busy work, he wants to bottle it all up and have your voice on hand whenever he needs a pick-me-up.

[masterwords]

not the knives

A/N: This little chunk of madness was written because @toli-a challenged me to write something for a prompt. It's totally intended to be "heist" related but because I live inside the brain I do...it is not. I had a few heist/undercover related ideas and none of them came together...and then this appeared to me. It is lighthearted and I think in the spirit of the prompt regardless. (Prompt(s): “I think that went wrong in every way it could’ve.” and “I mean, it could’ve been worse.”)

Warnings: Derek drinks some beer. I don't know.

1.4k words of pure domestic homeowner...stuff.

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“Derek,” Hotch says quietly, nudging him with one bony elbow. Derek ignores him. “Derek...buy a candy bar or chapstick. Something other than this." He indicates the knives, the hammer and massive box of contractor bags like it's damning evidence of misbehavior. "It looks a little...”

“I don't want a candy bar.”

He wants to get back to the house to finish their project. That's all he wants. It's 2am and Walmart is always a nightmare but at this time of night it's particularly awful. “What about chapstick?”

He glares at Hotch who shrugs and tosses a pack of gum and a tube of waxy cherry chapstick on the belt, tired of waiting. Derek's turn to make the noise of disapproval. Hotch yawns while he pays and Derek throws the hammer and the box of bags under one arm, holds the box of steak knives with his free hand. Sean would have a fit if he knew they were buying kitchen knives from Walmart but considering that they would need them the following day and all of their previous set was wrapped tight in newspaper and sitting in the trash on the curb...beggars can't be choosers. The cashier hands Hotch the chapstick and gum, just drops them into his palm with a funny little look.

“Thank you,” Hotch says, reaching into his pocket for the car keys.

The house is in one piece, for the most part, or at least in as many pieces as they left it. Hotch's stomach twists in knots as he pulls into the driveway. He knows what awaits them inside.

“I'm sorry,” he offers quietly while they sit in the car and stare at the house, knowing what awaits them. Knowing that inside there's a kitchen in shambles. This isn't his first apology and they both know it won't be his last.

“It's not your fault.” Derek had said it over and over, but that isn't exactly true. It is his fault. He woke up feeling under the weather, riding the storm of a migraine until he couldn't keep it up any longer. Until the vertigo started kicking his ass while he washed dishes. He needed a nap; it would be a simple fix. Pop a pill, sleep until it kicked in, salvage the evening. Asking Jack to load the dishwasher without any real instruction, assuming it would be the same as at their apartment only to have it flood the kitchen had been a sad start, but it was manageable. They were able to pull the dishwasher out and bust up some drywall that was damaged, replace it easily and put out a fan to dry the rest that was salvageable. All that was okay, kids are kids and he has no real way of knowing that the way he loaded big things on top would make the sprayer malfunction. Derek's dishwasher is older than the one he was used to, it was a little more finnicky. Live and learn. A quick tutorial from Derek would solve any future catastrophes.

But then they took a nap. Derek was tired, too, and it was the weekend. Jack was old enough to care for himself for a few hours, but they woke to the sound of frustrated tears and knew their troubles had multiplied. He found another spot of drywall that wasn't going to be saved, would need to be cut out and replaced...he'd watched Derek do it with his reciprocating saw and that looked so easy but he'd be in huge trouble if he used power tools without his parents nearby. So he pulled out the steak knives. The handles snapped quickly off of two, another bent, but he managed to remove the square and not cut himself. The steaks they had marinating for dinner the following night hollered at him from the fridge for his stupidity at leaving Jack to his own devices without...without what? Explaining that kitchen knives are not construction tools? Hotch doesn't even know what to say.

Jack cries and says he's sorry, even offers his entire piggy bank to pay for the knives and Derek tells him it's okay, he's just glad no one got hurt. That doesn't solve any of the problems but he's a good dad.

“I'm still sorry.”

In the kitchen, it's shockingly worse. Somehow. There seems to be more damage and it smells musty and damp. Derek has been talking so much about rot that Hotch thinks he smells it setting in. He doesn't, it's far too soon for that and they're already taking careful measures but now his anxiety is kicking in. Their tired eyes just can't register all the work they have left to do in order to take this wreckage and turn it back into a kitchen. They'll be eating out and barbecuing for a while. The industrial sized box fan is loud, rumbling and growling its way to drying the floor that's dangerously close to having enough water damage to rot if they're not careful.

Derek thinks he might have to rip some of it out and he's very very touchy about that subject. Original hardwood floors don't just grow on trees, he'd said once and it had been sort of a joke and it made Hotch smirk but he was still not fully joking. If he had to rip it up, he would never stop thinking about it. Hotch worried he might never really forgive Jack for this...or him, for that matter. They hadn't even been living here long, hadn't even fully committed to being a family for more than a few months and already they had destroyed Derek's kitchen. All the apologies and uttered I forgive you's and It's okays couldn't undo the damage.

By the time they're at a place they can stop for the night, the sun is starting to threaten her arrival and Hotch's eyes burn. His head is screaming pain that never really went away but it's a lot easier to ignore when everything falls apart around you. Derek has been hitting the beer again, because caffeine might make him explode. The beer is pale and foamy, not exactly ice cold anymore but it mellows him out until he's somewhere vaguely beneath the anger. Things happen, he thinks. Accidents happen. He isn't even mad at anyone, he's just...on edge. He loves projects, he hates emergencies. This falls square in the latter category.

"Tomorrow I'll show Jack how to patch the hole he cut," Derek offers quietly, pressing his forefinger into the gypsum and nudging a chunk loose. He's lost in thought, how this could be a learning opportunity and maybe he'll let Jack use a power tool to see the difference the right tool for the job makes. He can turn this into a learning experience and maybe then he won't walk into his kitchen and see disaster at the end. He'll see time spent teaching Jack a new skill. He really is trying to find the good in this.

“It's late,” Hotch says in hardly more than a whisper and Derek turns to look at him. He notices the bruise-colored skin beneath his eyes that exaggerates how otherworldly pale he is and he knows they need to stop or Hotch is going to collapse and then they'll be in the hospital with the way this day has gone. He already looks like he might be headed that way.

“A few more things,” Derek replies, against everything his body tells him to do. “Go get in the shower, clean up, I'll be right there.”

Hotch doesn't argue. He's been more or less useless this whole time, holding tools or finding them. It doesn't surprise him when he stumbles in the hallway and catches himself on the banister that goes upstairs to Jack's room. He's beat. Been awake for more than 24 hours at this point.

He rubs Derek's temples in bed, even though his are pulsing with his heartbeat. Thumbs pressing in small circles there first, and then dragged down the sides of his neck, squeezing the tension out of his shoulders. If he stops to consider how many times they were in the hardware store or Walmart that day he'll start laughing or crying, it's that bad.

“I think that went wrong in every way it could have,” Hotch says softly, kissing the warm back of Derek's neck. He's usually the little spoon but Derek is sulking, and he'd turned his back on Hotch, curling around his pillows instead. Derek lets out a sarcastic sounding laugh and sighs, melting against Hotch. “I mean, it could have been worse...” he mutters, and Hotch's eyes go all wide in the dark thinking about the ways that was true. Could still become true.

He falls asleep worrying about what they'll find in the morning.

[pbandjesse]

I'm going to be honest and say I am having a horrible night. And the day wasn't much better. I feel so angry and miserable and I just want to leave this space because I don't know how to fix it but I am not having fun at all. I just want to cry.

And it sucks because there isn't even a good reason. I just feel exhausted and miserable. I'm not looking forward to this week. I'm not looking forward to anything. I just feel bad.

I did not sleep well last night. I couldn't turn my brain off or fall asleep for what felt like forever. And when I did finally fall asleep I did not sleep well.

I woke up at 830. I already knew I wasn't going to the market. And tried to just have a calm day. I wish I had worked on my knitting. But I was to hot and couldn't get myself to do it.

I had some cereal after I got dressed. I played some Stardew and was having an okay day.

I vacuumed the apartment and did some tidying up. It made me feel a little better. And I read my book for a bit.

But I wanted to get out of the house. I had to take a pause right as I was leaving because my key wouldn't turn the lock of our door. Thankfully I shared Ms Tina in the office so I knocked on the door and she had graphite and blew some in the door lock and it fixed it?? I did not know what was a thing. It was nice to see her though. She looked well. We are hoping that her being here is a sign that the washing machines are going to get fixed. Poor James would go to the laundry mat tonight to clean our clothes. And I would love if they didn't have to do that.

I left here and drove out to Target. I had a coupon for Ulta and wanted to walk around. Five below. I didn't get anything there but at Ulta I got a new lotion and two cute shaped Chapsticks with my coupon. And felt nice about that.

I went to Target next. We needed cleaning supplies and cat stuff. I also got some chips and hair oil and a little beach cover up shirt for myself that I did not need but I am wearing right now and I like how light the fabric is without it clinging. So I am still happy about it.

I enjoyed just walking around. But I was also very hungry and had planned on going to chipotle after. Because there is one right down the street.

But, like the one the other week, they weren't taking orders?? Why is that a thing now??

So I had to go all the way back towards our house to go to the one in Hampden. And that would work out and be great but it was still an annoying drive and I was feeling very tired from no food when I got there.

After I had my food I actually was able to make two small containers of leftovers, so it's like I got 5 tacos for the price of 3. Will be a nice lunch tomorrow.

I went to the rotunda next to go to the Rita's. They also didn't have mint so I got a pineapple misto and it was so nice! Maybe better then mango, which is my normal go to fruit. And I found out they are opening an Auntie Ann's and I couldn't be more thrilled for a closer place then Towson to get a pretzel?? Incredible.

I came back here as it was starting to rain. I had finally gotten the new strap for my backpack purse and now it's so much better and I didn't drop anything. Because it actually stayed closed. And when I got up here my key worked right away and I put away all the stuff I got.

I mostly just chilled after that. Played some Stardew. Was to hot but was fine. James would come home briefly before going to do laundry. And would make me eggs for dinner, which was great.

I took a bath and I started feeling horrible after that. I spiraled in my thoughts. Feeling ignored. Feeling like nothing is how I wanted it. How sad I am about everything. My fears and worries just turned into a heavy angry in my chest. And it hasn't stopped for like two hours. I was hoping writing things down would help but it hasn't. I just feel so angry about everything. About the wedding and my relationships with the people around me and I am hurt. But the hurt has become a horrible anger that I want to let go of. I desperately want to leave the house and drive to my parents. But someone was positive at work that I had been standing next to and while I feel fine I don't want to accidentally expose them. And also I can't just drive there I'm exhausted and I know that would be a terrible plan. I just miss them so much and wish they were both healthy because I think that fear is some of my stress.

I am going to try to let some of this go and go to sleep. I hope tomorrow is healing. Because right now I want to throw up.