#coffee whim

[solarpunkani]

Psst, hey.

Hey you.

Come closer.

Listen to what I'm about to say good and well, alright?

[purenguyening]

A short piece inspired by a line from the Kimetsu no Yaiba fanbook where Giyuu brings Nezuko gifts with regular frequency to the point Zenitsu thought of Giyuu as a rival.

Warning: This contains giyutan and is unedited. Proceed with caution.

Giyuu arrives in front of an isolated cabin in the mountains. With the wrapped gift in his left hand he marches forward.

On the other side, from the corner of Nezuko's eyes, she sees her former benefactor. She drops the vegetables she was washing for tonight's dinner and runs towards him.

When Nezuko jump and hugs him, Giyuu briefly loses balance, but recovers just as fast. Nezuko squeezes him during the embrace, in response Giyuu tilts slightly and lets his head rest against the top of her head for a beat.

A moment later Nezuko lets go and they both take a step back. Familiar with this song and dance, Giyuu hands the wrapped gift in his hand, and Nezuko accepts. No words were exchanged.

One blink later, they curtly nod at each other.

In another blink, Giyuu starts running towards the back of the cabin towards the smoke.

Zenitsu walks up and stands by Nezuko side. He shoots a dirty glare at the former water pillar.

"Do you really think it's like that, Zenitsu-san?" Nezuko asks, quirking an eyebrow up while she turns to look at him.

Even without hyper-sensitive hearing, she can hear Zenitsu's teeth nash, clearly muttering at the one-sided rivalry.

When Giyuu is out of Zenitsu's line of sight, he finally turns to her and softens his expression. Nezuko's expression shifts as she turns to look at him, too.

"It's not what you think, Zenitsu-san," she says, smiling with a hint of mischief in her eyes. "How -" Zenitsu stutters. From his eyes, it's as plain as day. "How can you be so sure of that, Nezuko-chan?!" Nezuko grips the wrapped gift with her left hand and starts to head toward the same direction Giyuu went off to. "Over here," she gestures, "You'll see what I mean."

Zenitsu pauses for a moment, but, ultimately, decides to follow her. The two walked in silence and stand at the corner of the cabin, out of view.

Nezuko sets the gift by her feet. She then takes her right index fingers to her lips and uses her left index finger and points to her ears. Zenitsu stares for a moment, and scrunches his face, skeptical. But another moment passes before he decides to indulge in his Nezuko-chan's wishes. He then turns with her to look at the former water pillar and Tanjirou. The Giyuu is listening intensely and watches Tanjirou char the morning's freshly cut wood, preparing for the following day's sales.

Zenitsu perks his ears, using his sensitive hearing to his advantage. And then he hears it. The former water pillar was laughing. If he were to put an image to describe the sensation, it reminded him of a warm pond, sitting in the sun in the forest. A quiet scene that holds a deep feeling of tranquility.

There's a soft crinkle in Giyuu's eyes as Zenitsu watches the former water pillar cover his mouth, trying to hide his teeth while he chuckles. Tanjirou, even while preparing tomorrow's charcoal, finds the time to take his hand and move Giyuu's hand away from his face. He can catch Tanjirou lightly whining at Giyuu to "stop that."

Zenitsu stops listening closely after that, it felt like he was intruding.

He, then turns to Nezuko.

"I understand now, Nezuko-chan."

She finally looks away and tilts her head and giggles. "You know, Zenitsu-san," she starts.

Zenitsu doesn't know exactly what else to expect after this. There isn't that same feeling of dread that crawls up his spine and up his neck in the same way when he was a demon slayer out on a mission. Yet, he finds the weight in his feet shift uncomfortably. Despite this feeling, he allows her to continue.

"If you tell Uzui-san that Onii-chan's oiran days never ended, he bursts out laughing." Zenitsu's eyebrows twitch at the mention of the former sound pillar, but he eyes focus at the gift by Nezuko-chan's feet. He glares at it with the same intensity as he did with the former water pillar, before he finally softens and smiles.

He chuckles for a bit before finally responding. "I suppose they haven't, huh?"

[mushroompollution]

Got into a fucking fight with my sister.

[shewhoeatssand]

I want to befriend Kaneki and meet with him and email him forever

[curiouscornfieldcryptid]

I should not be left alone. I just poured half a cold cup of coffee and proceeded to hit it with three mini creamer cups while whispering “bodily autominy… body atomiby…”

[pineyw00dsshesquatch]

YA'LL WHAT THE FUCK

[powdermelonkeg]

Just saying "spiced" instead of just "pumpkin spice" or "apple spice" would invoke the full duality of spicy girl fall vibes 🥰

True but then I wouldn't have the candle vs toothpaste war I've always dreamed of inciting

[canisonicscrewyou]

If TARDISes were real and I was like. Chilling inside of a TARDIS I think I would give It little treats or beverages or shiny little trinkets. Both as a friendly gesture and as in the way I would leave offerings on my altars, or for the spirits in my house. Will maybe elaborate on this later.

[tvntheatre]

So, here have we, an entire page of insanity (and mostly nightmares.)!

I don't know how the fuck I want to draw the confounded The Merry Gentleman. Help he's invading my pages.

[drowsyanddazed]

snippet tag — thanks love!! @belleandsaintsebastian

Remus’ eyes catch grey in the dirtied mirror. Sirius watches him with no weight.

Remus returns his gaze back to Sirius’ hair, matted and straggly. So different from what he remembers: The silky smooth and shiny black of his youth. Or, even towards the cusp of the first war, when he’d skip a few days of washing and it would turn greasy but never went unbrushed— his nervous fingers constantly running through it.

Remus reaches up now, his fingers spread like a comb, like a rake, through the mess. He only makes it a centimetre or two before he’s caught.

Sirius winces; The emotion across his face come and gone like the lick of a flame.

“Sorry,” Remus mutters.

Sirius shrugs, his shoulders rolling oddly as if there’s a draft in the room he’s trying to slouch off.

[rainbowbarnacle]

[myreia]

Screw it, I might replay Shadowbringers sooner than I thought.

[baristas-kin-cafe]

Will you be serving up food/drink recommendations with each request?

I've started doing it with just kin tip requests (I feel they lend well to having those), but I've been thinking about doing it for all requests too. Just a little bonus that I think some may appreciate, and brings some uniqueness to the blog, I feel. Though of course if there's any reason you don't want to get a food/drink recommendation with your request, you can let me know. Comparatively, maybe you could specifically ask for kin related food/drinks? I wonder what everyone thinks about that idea...

[dreamyprinx]

kane wanted to do an art challenge so here’s my creation made from that

[irrelevantso]

Reblog to spread the universal joy of brownies

We have, vegan, gluten-free, sugar-free, and lactose-free. And sweet potato for some reason. They all taste great though!

[books-coffee-and-the-woods]

Next read! Been reading mainly SFF all year and I think I'm getting burnt out on it, so I decided to give this Icelandic crime novel a try.