#could i crochet or gif or read or do anything? sure

[pearlymel]

Heart to heart

⑅˚₊ feat: Diluc, Alhaitham, Neuvillette, Ayato.

Summery: Romantic things you do with them, or they do to you.

notes: all fluff!! Gender neutral reader, mentions of taking a bath with neuvi but nothing sexual. This one was a short one but i enjoyed writing it nonetheless <33 not proofread i tried doing it while writing.

𓏲 ˖. Diluc.

— Picking flowers together. as cliché as that may sound, picking flowers has quickly become one of your favorite activities to do with your husband. Especially when you found a cute way to keep it on without tiring both of you too much, plus you could definitely store it in your journal books.

“Sweetie, hold on,” you take his wrist to adjust the tape around his skin that he seemed to struggle putting on, his confused expressions only fueling you more to do this with him.

“Darling, I’m failing to understand what’s the purpose of this…?” His frown turned upside down at your keen face. Seeing you all excited to do something with him again makes his heart race uncontrollably fast while he tries ignoring the pink rising through his cheeks by faking a cough with his fist covering his mouth.

“Flower bracelets.” You tell him, and before he could register in your words, you quickly laced your fingers with his and walked him out of the dawn winery for a short trip around the garden.

You soon demonstrated your idea of a bracelet flower to him, carefully picking the colorful petaled flower and sticking it on the tape around your wrist. He follows after, even serious about it when he walks around with your hand latched on his free hand, walking you around the bushes while making you sure you don’t trip or get hurt from the thorns of the bushes as he picks matching colors for both of you to wear.

— leaving love notes. But he strictly leaves the small notes around places only for you to see, he’d rather dig into his own grave than have Adelinde read those sweet words he saves only for you.

When you want journal on the desk, a note rests there. When you want to appreciate your appearance infront of the mirror? A note is right there. Do you want to change your clothes after a long day? Surprise, another “i hope you drank water.” Or “i miss you.” Note would hang there.

It has come to the point where you had to send him secret notes in return. So when Diluc opens the lunchbox you prepared for him to eat at angel’s share tavern during rush hours, he’s surprised to see a little hidden note.

With furrowed eyebrows, he picked up the note, eyes scanning through the neatly written “i miss you and i hope you enjoy your meal ♡︎” with a little heart at the end. He thinks he could almost faint.

“Tell me, what does it feel like to be married and have your heart race over the littlest sweet thi—“

“How about you fix your drinking habits, then maybe you won’t throw up infront of your date again. One closer step to marriage.” Diluc interrupts Kaeya’s usual teasings, who now has his jaw dropped. 

𓏲 ˖. Alhaitham.

— enjoying your hobbies together. Alhaitham loves nothing more than a good quiet time with his partner and the smell of new books in the air with every turn of a page. Now if you’re not into reading, then he would gladly read to you while you, sitting comfortably on the carpet with his back against the couch while you are above him sitting on the couch. Playing with his hair or even doing your own thing of you’d like. But if you don’t enjoy him reading to you either, then you talking or also indulging yourself in old hobbies would work for him. Anything as long as you were in the same room as him.

“… and so she came up to me and was like, what’s your hair routine?” You continue mindlessly talking about your earlier encounter with a random person while your hands were busy learning how to crochet.

“And did you tell her your secret?” He asked while flipping onto the next page of his book, “yeah, I wouldn’t gatekeep. Unless i used something that’s really hard to find in the market.” He hummed thoughtfully at your words, a small smile creeping upon his face. 

“And tada, I’m done.” You lower your hand to his head level to show him your newest crochet creation that you were pretty proud of. Although Alhaitham doesn’t know what it is… even when he tried avoiding the urge to ask, he needed to know what the hell you just created.

“And this is…?”

You gasp when he couldn’t immediately and magically figure out what it was, “it’s you!”

“Me?” He squinted at the green creature, fingers skimming over the soft material. Ah, he could finally see it. The little grey strands and wireless headphones that you managed to add. Oh well, he was going to add it to the collection on his shelf where you gifted him the other things you created.

“Thank you… sweetheart.” He let out a chuckle, turning his head to press a kiss at the side of your thigh and you swing your legs back and forth happily.

— cooking together. I believe Alhaitham knows how to cook, even if he doesn’t take a liking to it. It’s important to know and learn how to do things yourself and be independent, though he wouldn’t mind if you didn’t know how to cook. He would gladly cook for you, but he would teach you as well in the process.

“There’s like… sixty ingredients infront of me.”

“Don’t exaggerate.”

“Okay there’s twelve ingredients.” You let out an exasperated sigh as you point out the arranged ingredients on the counter. “What are we even making?”

“Butter chicken.” Your stomach starts growling at his answer, and suddenly, you were determined to finish this dish with him.

“Firstly cut the onions, and ginger. Be careful with the knife.” He would start explaining it one by one while handing you the knife and cutting board. You don’t need to be told twice before you started cutting them up, the part where onions made your eyes tears totally slipped your head. Maybe it was a pain to cook.

“For… the butter chicken.” You say like you were going to disintegrate, Alhaitham shook his head while grabbing a tissue to wipe away those tears.

𓏲 ˖. Neuvillette.

— taking a bath together. As intimate as this sounds, He would rather do nothing but have a warm bubbly bath after a long day reading papers back at his office, with you of course. He finds the comfort of your presence with him to be soothing, and an escape to the overwhelming emotions he felt on a daily basis.

The sounds of moving waters and scrubbing of shampoo mixed with your skilled fingers massaging his scalp was the only thing disturbing the tranquility of the bath.

A low rumble leaves his throat, a soft sigh falling from his lips, “I cannot thank you enough, dearest.” The tension in his shoulders loosened as your nimble fingers massage his scalp, his head tilted back to melt back into your touch. And when you’re not washing him up, he would be right behind you, your back pressed up against his chest and his arms securely around your waist while he presses soft kisses along your shoulders.

“Are you happy, my love?” 

You snorted, “You’re asking obvious questions, honey.” 

“Mm, i can tell by your ear to ear smile. I was only making sure I’m not doing anything wrong.” You should definitely give extra reassurance for this inexperienced dragon.

— holding hands. Whenever neuvillette approached you, you should know that he would and will take your hand into his. Whether it be when you’re asleep, your hand would be held close to his chest. But of course he wouldn’t bother you while you do your chores.. unless you wanted to.. then he would gladly take your hand in his.

You were ready for him to take your hand when you both agreed on going out for a walk as the sun was setting. You watched how he pulled his gloves from his hands, the smooth, supple skin unveiling.

“Somehow, i feel honored to be the one holding your hand without the gloves.” You say in awe as you take his hand which earns a chuckle from him.

“As i am honored for you to accept holding my hand each time.” He spoke in that low and soft tone as you both started your stroll together.

Since it was rare for Neuvillette to be showing himself out in public, you tried taking him somewhere where he wouldn't attract much attention. Just the perfect place for both of you to talk about your day.

He would listen intently, letting the sound of your voice soothe him while he held your hand tightly, his grasp almost bordering on being too hard, but in reality, it was simply because he was afraid of losing you.

𓏲 ˖. Ayato.

— dancing together. It was only one time you mentioned it to him that you were in the mood to dance with him while everyone was asleep, including Thoma retiring for the night. And tonight, you definitely got your wish.

“Where did you learn how to dance?” Ayato smirked at your question as he led you effortlessly across the dancefloor, his hands firm yet gentle on your waist as he guided you in a graceful circle. 

“As the future head of the Kamisato Clan, it was expected that i learn the arts, including dance.” He twirled you around gracefully before pulling you back into his arms, his eyes locked on yours. “But i admit that tonight, I’m enjoying it more than ever before.”

"it's because I'm so good at this, right?" You add sarcastically while wiggling your eyebrows up and down. Ayato chuckled again, his smile widening a bit at your playful comment.

"Naturally, my dear," he said, his voice as well laced with a hint of sarcasm. "You're absolutely flawless, after all."

He pulled you a little closer, his hand snaking around your waist possessively.

"But yes, it doesn't hurt that I have such a graceful partner on my arm." He would then lean closer to rest his chin on your shoulder while you hummed, "You're lucky today, it's not everyday you get to see my talents." You whispered playfully, resulting to both of you laughing quietly in the hallways.

— playing board games together. Yes it's romantic if it gets you to laugh and fall in love more with them as you spend more time together, yes he would challenge you in a game of chess, and yes he would have to teach you how to play if you don't know the rules of it.

You sat across the table from Ayato, your eyes fixed on the chess pieces before you. The game was intense, both of you clearly well-matched. But with each move you made, Ayato was full of praise.

"Clever," he said, nodding in approval as you captured his bishop. "You're getting better at this, darling. Where did you learn to play like this?"

"Only learned from the best." You answer confidently before straightening your posture. But that doesn't mean his sweet talking should make you lose your focus on this game.

"Ah, you flatter me," he raised an eyebrow, his eyes briefly glancing towards you as he moved his knight. "And to think someone as talented as you would learn from me of all people." He spoke softly but in amusement, the words gliding smoothly off his tongue.

Just as you were about to celebrate victory too early, your squint at the board when he announced "checkmate" so innocently.

"I believe that's game," He looked up at you, his eyes gleaming. "Looks like I'll remain your teacher for a little while longer, wouldn't you like that?"

You sigh, a "yay." Escaping your lips unenthusiastically.

[stargirlmaybank]

camgirl // jj maybank

y/n turns up in new clothes and jj figures out how she can afford it

MDNI !!! 18+

Word count: 3.2k

a/n: hi so this is my first ever smut and of course it had to be with jj maybank so let me know what you think!

warnings: smut, fingering, oral (m&f receiving), penetration (f receiving), choking, dirty talk, overstimulation, daddy kink!jj, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), filming sex

"are those new clothes?" you hear the voice of kiara. you look down at my new denim levi's shorts and white crocheted crop top. they were new, you'd gotten them today and couldn't wait to wear them for the first time. you shrug your shoulders slightly as you settle myself into a chair around the fire, in between jj and kie, "oh, yeah i got them today. um, had some good tips this week". it wasn't technically a lie, working at the country club where the kooks went brought in some decent money, but definitely not enough to afford splurging on clothes, so your spending money came from other ventures. kie seems to glance at the outfit for a moment before dropping the subject and turning over to listen to pope. 

you take in your surroundings after getting situated, looking at the group of pogues you spend all my time with. your eyes settle on jj, who is looking at the new clothes with an unreadable expression on his face. when he realises your staring, he draws his gaze up to meet yours. you tilt your head a little and raise your eyebrows slightly as if to say 'what's up' without saying anything at all. he returns the look with a shrug and tears his eyes away to concentrate on his beer bottle as he lifts it up to his lips to take in a drink. you briefly take note of his behaviour, before eventually chalking it up to him being buzzed. 

the group end up spending a couple hours of the evening out in front of the chateau, chatting and drinking, trying to forget about losing the cross of santo domingo to rafe. it seems to be all they do lately, the dream of going "full pogue" slipping through their fingers time and time again. this is what spurred your decision to make an onlyfans account; the extra money. it'd only been a few weeks since you started up your account, but it's been growing steadily as you post more and more, from photos to videos. that's where your clothes came from, not that you could tell kie that. your friends wouldn't judge you and you knew that, but it's still not the most casual topic. 

glancing at your phone, you spot the time reading just past midnight. you know you have content to film and edit tonight and it'll take you a while, so you'd better start heading back. since luke disappeared, you've been staying at jj's in the spare room, so now is the best time to film while he's still here. "'m gonna head out guys, before i fall asleep in this chair," you mutter, stretching your legs and standing up. your friends say goodbye, but not before john b offers to let you stay at the chateau. "nah it's alright, but thank you jb. you coming home tonight jayj?" you turn to jj. he flicks his eyes up to you, stopping for a moment to think. "uh, yeah probably. not sure when i'll be back though," he replies nonchalantly, to which you offer a small nod and smile in response. walking away from your friends, you head back to jj's on your bike.

after getting back home, you set up your phone on the tripod in front of your bed, and change into some lacy blue lingerie. the room was dark, apart from the soft warm glow of the bedside lamp, and the dim tripod ring light illuminating your body. you set the camera to record, then get settled on the bed in the lens view. your hands trail down your body, stopping to give attention to your tits as your fingers circle your nipples over the lace of your bra. letting out a short sigh, you reach around your body to unhook the clasp behind your back, before sliding the material off of your body. your hands quickly returning to your chest, swirling and pinching your hardened nipples as your breathing becomes more shallow.

you let your right hand stop and slowly trail down your abdomen, the feather-like touch causing your stomach to twitch. as you reach your panties, you let your fingertips slip underneath to graze at the skin under the waistband before peeling them off your body at a torturous pace, teasing the camera. you slip your legs out of the thong before tossing it aside and opening your legs wider to reveal your glistening pussy, already slick with your arousal. your hand glides down your inner thigh before settling on your entrance. bringing your middle finger up, you collect your wetness, stopping at your sensitive clit. you rub lazy circles, sending a jolt through your body, and drawing out breathy moans from your mouth. 

you increase the pace of the circles on your clit as you drag your left hand away from your boobs and placing your middle finger just at the entrance of your hole. "i know you want me, daddy," you whine to the camera, pushing in your middle finger with a loud moan and setting a brutal pace. adding a second finger, you slam into your pussy, the sounds of your wetness and your moans filling the room. "god, you fill me up so good daddy," you whine as you continue pleasuring yourself, the familiar knot slowly creeping into your stomach. you don't slow down, desperately chasing your high, muttering 'fuck' and 'god' under your breath as the sensation grows stronger. your mind starts going hazy, focussing purely on the pleasure you're drawing out of yourself.

and that's why you didn't pick up on the opening and closing of the front door, or the footsteps inside the house. all you heard was your moans, and the pounding of your pussy. and that's why you don't notice your door slightly opening, or the body standing in the gap as your vision goes black while your orgasm rips through you for the first time tonight. you let go all over your fingers, their movements slowing down but not stopping to prolong your high for as long as possible. you desperately try to control your rapid breathing as spots of vision begin to trickle into your eyes. that's when you spot him. jj, stood in the doorframe, darkened eyes trained directly on your soaked hands. 

"fuck," you gasp desperately trying to cover yourself up, away from his gaze as the video rolls on. his face has a smug expression all over it as he leans on the doorframe and crosses his arms. "so this is why you left early. and why you were parading around in new clothes," he glances to the tripod before returning back to you. you go to speak, but stutter miserably, sitting up with your knees pressed into your body. "jayj-" "no need to explain, i see what's going on here," he chuckles lowly. "i knew you weren't getting money from new clothes from that country club. you've been showing off your pretty pussy to get some money. it's okay baby, i get why they'd pay to see it. i mean, i would." your cheeks burn in embarrassment of getting caught, eyes darting around the room for something to put on. jj shuts the door and settles himself in a chair across the room. "don't stop on my account. i'd be happy to hear your pretty little moans as you fuck yourself with your fingers. unless..." he trails off. "unless what?" your words come flying out, earning a breathy laugh in response. "unless you really want to give them a show hm? show them what sounds come out of you when you're filled up on cock."

you nod slightly, and within a second, jj crosses the room and connects his mouth to yours in a bruising kiss, his hands flying to your body, settling one on your hip and one on your tits. you moan into his mouth as he digs his fingers into your hip. slipping his tongue into your mouth he takes control as you reach for the belt looped into his shorts. with shaky hands from adrenaline, you unto the buckle, followed by the button of his shorts, desperately trying to strip him of his clothing until he's at your level. his hands leave your body only to push down his shorts and lift his shirt over his head, the clothing joining the pile on the floor where your underwear landed. 

your hand falls over the outline of his cock through his underwear, taking in a sharp breath as you feel the size of him under the material. this earns you a grin from jj as he kneels onto the bed at the side of you. "'m gonna fill you up princess. gonna pound into you until you can't take it anymore and beg me to stop," he taunts, pulling you up onto your knees, sideways to the camera. teasingly, he pulls down his underwear to the bottom of his thighs to reveal his cock, already painfully hard at the sight of you. he's huge, with prominent veins snaking up the sides from the base to his blushing tip. 

he strokes your head before grabbing a handful of your hair. "think you can take me in your mouth baby? put those pretty lips around my cock," he guides your head down by your hair until you're face level with his cock. you spit on it, wrapping your hand around the base and sliding up and down to cover it. you start slowly jerking him off while you dart your tongue out to lick the beads of precum off of his slit. you hear him groan, then feel his hand roughly grab your jaw. "don't tease me princess. open your mouth" he spits out, letting go of your jaw to grab your hair tighter. you open your mouth, placing your lips around his tip and softly sucking. he takes a sharp breath at the contact, before thrusting his hips forward and pushes his cock further into your mouth while he holds your head still by his hair. you splutter around him at the unexpected movement, earning a moan from his lips. 

"that's it. fucking take it y/n. that's my little slut," he sets a fast pace, roughly fucking your mouth as his tip hits the back of your throat. you place your hands on his thighs to balance yourself, your nails leaving crescent indents in his skin. spit covers your face from your mouth, falling down to cover your tits. you moan around his cock, sending vibrations through that causes a deep groan from his throat. he glances to your phone recording, watching the side view of his cock go in and out of your mouth as he slyly grins. "look at how pretty she looks, choking on my cock," he talks to the camera, the shallowness of his breath evident in his tone. his moans get louder, your name spilling from his mouth like a prayer. he pulls your head back with your hair, disconnecting your mouth from his cock. 

he pushes your body back until your back reaches the mattress then shifts himself downwards. "wanna taste you pretty girl," he mutters before diving into your pussy, his tongue licking a stripe from your entrance to your clit. you jolt, your clit still swollen and sensitive from your earlier orgasm. jj blows cool air onto your slick cunt, causing you to shiver and grasp at his hair. looping his arms around your thighs, he locks you into place as he begins his assault on your clit. he wraps his lips around it, sucking and swirling his tongue on your bundle of nerves. you cry out loudly, "that feels so good, don't stop daddy." your mind short circuits for a moment when you realise what you called him as he pulls his face away for a second and locks eyes with you. you go to apologise before he beats you to it "fuck you're so hot. that's right, daddy's gonna take care of you," he grins before assuming his previous position. you let out a moan and arch your back off of the bed, gripping his hair tighter and pushing his face closer. your hips grind against his tongue as pleasure shoots through your body. 

jj pulls back one of his hands and without warning, slips two fingers into your pussy. he sets a fast pace, curling his fingers upwards to your sweet spot. your cries get louder as you rut your hips faster, desperate for your second release of the night. jj feels your walls clenching around his fingers as he continues to stimulate your clit with his tongue. "that's right baby, i know you're close. want you to come around my fingers, cover my face with your cum," he pleads, his grip on you hip tightening, certain you'll have bruises in the morning. you feel the pit in your stomach growing, inching towards the release. "daddy, 'm gonna- gonna cum- fuck" you cry, finally falling over the edge as euphoria spreads across your body, your muscles contracting causing you to shake uncontrollably. jj doesn't slow down, guiding you through your high to the point of overstimulation. you feel so sensitive it almost hurts, trying to push his head away from your pussy. 

he finally pulls away, your cum spread across the lower half of his face, glistening in the low light. pulling his fingers out of you, he brings them up to your mouth, which you gladly open to allow him to slip his digits inside. "taste yourself princess, you taste so fucking sweet," he croons, trying to even out his breath. you swirl your tongue around his fingers, tasting yourself as you clean your slick off of him. he pulls his body up to tower over you, shuffling until his body is in between your thighs. with his other hand, he grabs his member and pushes it between your slit, coating himself with the cum dripping out of you as the head nudges your hypersensitive clit. you moan around his fingers at the contact. he drags his fingers out of your mouth, settling his hand around your neck and applying light pressure to the sides. it's not enough to hurt, but enough for you to feel your heartbeat in your neck more prominently as your brain clouds slightly. "now what do you say? you think i should give you my cock? fill up your greedy little pussy for everyone to see?" he asks, slapping your pussy with his cock before lining his tip up with your entrance. you nod furiously, "give it to me daddy, please. i wanna feel you inside me." you beg. 

pushing his tip in, you both gasp in unison as he stretches out your entrance with the size of him. he stills his hips, allowing you both a moment to adjust and catch your breath. you look up at him and lock eyes, nodding after a moment to show you're ready. he thrusts his hips forward, snapping his hips to yours as you let out a sharp gasp. he pulls out again slowly, before quickly pushing back in. he continues this slow but rough pace as your walls grip him, his tip brushing past your sweet spot each time. "fuck baby, you're so fucking tight around me. your pussy feels so good i never want to get out of it," he moans, gripping your neck as his other hand pulls your leg over his shoulder, changing the angle. he slowly starts increasing the pace, causing your tits to bounce up and down with the force of his thrusts. 

you turn your head to the side to glance at the view in your phone, watching as his cock disappears into your pussy, focusing on the space where both your bodies meet. you notice how fucked out you look, with your hooded eyes and swollen lips, still shiny with spit and your juices. jj joins you in looking towards the camera, grinning at the same sight. "look at how good you look, taking me so well princess. your subscribers are going to love this huh?" he drags his gaze back in front of him. you slide your hand down to meet your clit, rubbing light circles, trying to avoid overstimulation. jj takes note of this and lets go of your neck to move your hand out of the way, replacing it with his own and a harder pressure. a whimper falls out of your mouth at this, your hand gripping his wrist to try to pull his hand away. "please, i can't take it. it's too much," you beg, your pleading eyes meeting his hungry ones. he shakes his head at you "aw poor baby, come on you can take it. be my good little slut, wanna feel you cum around my cock," his thumb draws rough circles on your clit, the pace of his thrusts never faltering. you feel his balls hit against your ass with every thrust, the sound of your wetness and skin making contact meeting your ears along with both of your moans. 

for the third time, the knot of pleasure appears, increasing faster than before. with your orgasm quickly approaching, you feel jj's hips falter slightly, falling out of rhythm as his breaths grow more ragged. "you gonna cum for me? i can feel you clenching around me, 'm not gonna last," he manages to spit out in between breaths. you nod as you feel your legs begin to shake. "where do you want my cum baby? want daddy to fill up your pussy, hm?" he asks, with a nod of your head in response. "give me your cum, daddy. please," you breathe out. within moments, your orgasm crashes over you like a tidal wave, causing you to scream out and writhe in pleasure, your pussy clenching around jj. his orgasm immediately follows, his cum spilling out inside of you as he slows his thrusts, riding out both of your highs as he pumps into you.

he leans down to plant a kiss on your lips, slowly bringing his hips to a stop, leaving his cock still inside of you. he peppers kisses around your jaw and neck as you try to control your breathing and your shaking body. his cock slips out and you whine at the loss of contact, jj pulling away to look down at your pussy. he smirks and walks over to the end of the bed where your tripod is. grabbing your phone, he carries it over to give a view of his cum dripping out of you to the camera. "look at how fucking hot that looks. my cum dripping out of you, hm?" he takes his finger and pushes it back into you, fucking the cum back inside. he tilts the camera upwards, capturing how fucked out you look, your body shining with sweat as your eyes drop closed with exhaustion. 

he ends the video, dropping your phone onto the bed before grabbing his shirt off of the floor to clean you off with. you whine as it makes contact with your clit, and he chuckles and mutters an apology. he finishes cleaning you up and flops onto the bed beside you. "so," he begins, "feel like giving the viewers what they want and doing this more often?" he asks. you giggle, snuggling up to his body and give him a nod. "i'd be happy to."

[kitchenwitchtingss]

50 KITCHEN WITCH TIPS TO MAKE YOU FEEL MORE WITCHY

(And other useful things I've learned over the years)

Hi! This is a list of dos, don'ts, tips, tricks, and other fun things that I've learned over the years. I always love finding more effective and efficient ways of doing things so if you have any cool things you'd like to add, leave them in the comments or reblog. I'd love to read it.

Anyways... On with the list ^_^

Light candles around your kitchen space (just make sure nothing flammable is near you)

Annotate your cookbooks with the correspondence of the ingredients.

Mediating is really good to calm the mind before cooking.

Cut oranges and lemons thinly, dry them, and hang them with twine around your kitchen

Need a cleansing tip? Open all your windows near your kitchen. Let some fresh air in.

Cutting sigils into apples, pie crusts, and carved potatoes.

Save lemon and orange rinds, freeze them, and then use them to clean the garbage disposal.

Make infused oils and honey: Things like garlic honey, lavender honey, herb oil, sun oil, moon oil, dandelion oil, and other different edible oils are very fun and useful to make.

Hid sigils in pages of your cookbooks and kitchen witch journals.

Add some plants! Snake plants and spider plants don't need too much light, and growing your own herbs in your kitchen is awesome too. Basil, lavender, thyme, aloe vera, rosemary, etc. are good fits. You could also add some plants that require more sunlight on the kitchen window sill. Like cacti and succulents.

Bring crystals into your kitchen space such as rose quartz, clear quartz, amethyst, or whatever you want the space's intentions to be.

I keep a small money tree on the sill, along with cacti for luck and protection.

Make a simmer Pot! Mostly because it makes the whole house smell good, easy, and fun.

Stir clockwise for best results!

Learning how to pickle things is actually pretty witchy. Plus, anyone could do it as it requires absolutely no kitchen experience. You could pickle any vegetable, even if you don't like pickles. I originally learned this after having to take shelter from a natural disaster. A person brought a bunch of stuff and taught us how to pickle things with different spices and herbs. Very fun!

Decorate your kitchen with your favorite stuff. Crystals, decor, heat mits, that cool mushroom cake stand you've been eyeing at the World Market for the past 2 weeks, cool looking curtains, sun catchers. Why stop there? Paint the walls, hang shelves full of marked-up cookbooks that are a little too well-loved and thumbed through.

Wanna be the person that has the amazing-smelling house every time people come over? Syrups take some time to simmer down, it's actually a pretty good time to leave it on the stove to simmer. Since syrups have a lot of aromatic ingredients, it acts as a really good-smelling simmer pot.

Hang up herbs to dry with twine from cabinets that are rarely used.

Invest in that new set of plates and cups.

Homemade jams, butter, sauces, and syrups are your best friend.

Crochet or knit your own dish rags, pot holders, etc.

Don't pour extremely hot things into a glass that's not Pyrex, it will break, and you will be very sad about it.

Don't cook anything while extremely upset or emotional (For safety reasons)

Make recipes you want to make, not just because you'll like the effect. Make it because you think it's tasty.

Chinese Five Spice works in place of herbs for protection and luck spells a lot of the time! It's cheaper to buy 1 spice than 4 different spices that total up to 15 dollars when you could just spend 3-4 dollars.

Take a shower before cooking (I don't know how to explain this one other than it makes you feel better)

Don't use microfiber/plastic material clothes on hot burners, it will fuse to the burner and melt. It is VERY hard to get off.

I don't know if I need to put this one but I did see someone do it so nonstick pan = wooden utensils and plastic utensils, metal pan = metal utensils. Do not use a metal spoon in a nonstick pan, please. It can make you very sick.

Keep your pets away from hot oil, open ovens, and hot pans.

You can proof bread dough in the fridge overnight if you don't have the time to bake, or want to eat fresh bread right in the morning.

Need a quick witchy meal for dinner in 12 minutes? Use premade tomato pasta sauce and doctor it up with thyme, rosemary, and garlic, for protection and distilling stagnant energies. Serve with pasta of your liking.

You can substitute Butter for Crisco/shortening, buttermilk for 1 cup of milk + 1 tbsp apple cider vinegar or lemon juice, and heavy cream for 1 cup of half and half plus 2 tbsp of butter.

Use leftover animal bones to make bone broth

Teach yourself the art of bread scoring (It's fun, and you can show it off to your loved ones!)

Collect and hoard your own and others' family recipes.

Sometimes the food doesn't have to be a spell, sometimes it just makes you feel good and you don't know why.

Listen to your favorite music in the kitchen, it makes the monotonous things like chopping veggies move faster.

Invest in a vegetable chopper if you don't like chopping vegetables.

Find a really good hot cocoa recipe and make it once a week. Master it. Just for your own happiness because hot cocoa is really good. You could also be the friend/family member that makes the best hot cocoa ever.

Focaccia Bread Lasts a very long time, and it's very easy to make!

Keep a first aid kit near where the oven is, in case of burns, cuts, or serious injuries where time is everything.

Quick Bread and no-rise loaves are simple for beginners, tasty, and take little time. They also feel very witchy to make.

Study a bit of Herbalism! It's fun and really helps better understand the herbs you're putting into your food.

While something is boiling, put your wooden spoon over the pot to minimize the chance of something boiling over.

Try a bit of coffee magick, it's simple to get into, and gives you a boost of energy to take on the day!

If you're over 21, wine-making is a very interesting way to celebrate the sabbats. Just with that, make sure you KNOW what you're doing. With anything fermented, there's always a risk if you don't store things correctly. Apple wines, strawberry wines, dandelion wines, etc. all very cool to experiment with. If you're not over 21, vinegar is a similar way to experiment.

Hang up some witchy things, sigils, photos, cool magnets, and other things that give you joy on your fridge. (Sometimes if you are lucky they have some fun magnets at five below)

If you live in the US, for some reason, there are a lot of books in the book section dedicated to witchcraft and spirituality. At least where I live. And they are all under 5 dollars!

Teas are the cheapest and easiest things you can practice being a kitchen witch.

[birdy-bat-writes]

You've Got the Real Thing Right Here

Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Reader

A/N: I kid you not, I wrote this in 30 minutes in a Gatorade-induced, TikTok-fueled romantic fit of filthy feelings. So…it’s probably not edited well and I’m so sorry haha. But I hope you like it:D

Summary: You come across a scene in a book and wonder, is this really attractive? Luckily, your boyfriend is there to show you that it really is.

Content Warnings: almost smut, really borderline smut, fluff, Jake being a sweetheart, Jake being way too hot to handle, and some swearing. Let me know if I missed anything :D Minors DNI!!!!

Word count:  1047

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You didn’t usually get many days off, so today was a rarity. Your boss left for a personal vacation and since there was nothing to do at the office, you were told that you simply didn’t have to come in. It was impromptu and random, but you knew exactly how you were going to spend it. There were only 8 more chapters left in your book, and you’ve been dying to find out of the two love interests finally get together.

It was a little cold out today in San Diego, another rarity. After a warm shower, you slipped into some cozy leggings and your favorite of all your boyfriend’s sweatshirts; a gray and burnt orange Longhorns crewneck subtly scented with his cologne, your perfume, and the smell of brownies from your shared baking excursion last weekend. You opted out of wearing anything under the sweatshirt because why not? It was your day off, after all. With a cup of hot chocolate, you sat down by a window and opened your paperback to its little crocheted bookmark and let yourself sink into the story.

You didn’t realize how much time had passed by the time you closed the book and placed it on the coffee table. You started at 10:00 am and now it was 3:00. Emotions were swirling within you, and you couldn’t help but twirl around your living room, smiling. They finally got together! Oh god, that was so cute—and a few pages later, so hot. Still grinning like an idiot, you decided to head on over to the kitchen and grab lunch. You microwaved last night’s leftovers and let your mind wander. Every romance book you’ve read has the same scene; the guy leaning on the doorframe and looking down at the girl. What’s up with that? It makes you feel warm every time, and you just know that whatever scene comes next is bound to be good but what the heck makes a doorframe attractive? It’s just leaning; something you do every day.

Your thoughts were interrupted by keys jangling at your door. Jake was home! You leant over in your chair, putting yourself in his line of sight. “Hey, Babe, welcome home.” Jake could hear the smile in your voice.

“Why, thank you, Darlin’. What’s got you in such a good mood?” he asked, walking over to you and placing a gentle kiss on your cheek.

“Nothing much,” you replied as he walked to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of Gatorade. “How was work?” Jake started talking, and you’re sure you heard some of it but from here on out, another thought consumed your mind entirely. Jake isn’t that much shorter than your kitchen door….

“…so I told him that was crazy. Right?” Jake looked to you to find you absolutely spaced out. “Y/N? Everything okay…?”

“Uh, yeah! Sorry, what were you saying?” Jake grinned, amused at the light blush that was dusting your cheeks.

“No, no, what’s got you so distracted?”

“Nothing, I promise.” You insisted, standing up to join him in the kitchen entrance.

“Sweetheart, you’re great at a lot of things,” he started, putting his hand in yours, “but you’re a shit liar.” You giggled with him and looked down.

“Okay, okay. Can you do something for me?”

“Anything.”

“Alright, uh,” you didn’t expect to suddenly get as shy as you did. “Could you just put your hand up here, on the doorframe corner and like, lean over a little?” Jake, with his Gatorade still in hand, looked down at you, confused, but still did it anyway.

“Like this?”, he asked.

“Yeah! Now, bend your elbow a little. Lean naturally into it.”

“Is there a reason for this or…?”

“Satisfying my curiosity.”

“Gotcha.”

“Okay, perfect.” You took a small step back, one hand still on Jake’s chest to get a look at the full picture and…woah. Okay, now you get why curiosity killed the cat, and why every book had this scene. It was freaking hot.

Jake’s green eyes were darkened by the shadows of his lashes and his lips had the slightest shine from the Gatorade. God, you bet he tasted like lemon-lime right now, and his posture…you knew he was tall, but did he really always tower over you like this? His biceps were on full display along with the tan skin of his neck and, god, he was so close, and so big and his cologne was intoxicating. You felt hot.

Jake saw it immediately. He knew that look; he saw your lips part and the way your legs squeezed shut. Oh. He took a long drawn-out look at your figure up and down and he knew you were done for.

Smirking, he asked, “Y/N, Honey, you okay there? You look a little red.” A teasing tone lacing his voice. He reached toward the coffee table to put down his Gatorade and he saw it. It’s that book you’ve been reading. There it is. Jake curled his hand around your waist, snaking it under your his sweatshirt, making you shiver as he pulled you close. His fingers were icy against your hot skin from holding the cold bottle. You gasped when he pressed you flush against his chest. “All this because of a book?” he took his other hand down from the doorframe to place it on your cheek, stroking it softly with his thumb. “Baby, you’ve got the real thing right here.” He whispered, lips ghosting over yours before pressing into you for a rough, heated kiss. You wrapped your arms around his waist while his fingers pressed into yours. He peppered kisses along your jawline, feeling the warmth of your skin on his. The sensation of his stubble on your neck went straight to your core and made you whimper, an act that tore down what little resolve Jake had left. He pulled away and took you by the hand out of the kitchen.

“Jake, why’d you stop?” You uttered, breathlessly.

“I didn’t. Come with me.”

“Where are we going?”

“The bedroom. Oh,” he took two steps back to the coffee table and reached for the bottle of Gatorade. “Better take this. You’ll need it by the time I’m done with you.”

Moral of the story? Read books, stay sexy.

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[hunterevie]

Story - Crotched Bee Family

Pairing - Castiel/Dean Winchester

Word count - 1557

Rating - Teen

Summary - With Cas spending more time on earth he wants to find a hobby to keep him busy, he decides on crocheting household items and clothes. When Dean starts hunting again he leaves Cas alone at home, who spends his time on his hobby.

Every time Dean comes back from a hunt though, he finds a new little crocheted surprise in his bedroom.

Cas had a new hobby. Ever since he had decided to spend more time on Earth with his husband, and less time with the angel garrison, he was finding himself getting a little bored. He tried to while away days by reading, doing a little research for cases, or writing poetry, something he had found he had a natural talent for. But he got bored of them quite quickly, preferring to do something a little more hands on.

That’s when he starts crocheting. 

It was a weird thing for him to progress to, but he was really good at it. Jumpers, hats, scarves, blankets, bags, you name it Cas could probably crochet it. He had already made them matching jumpers, soft to the touch and wonderfully comfortable. Sam laughed when they wore them the first time, but Dean just thought he was jealous that he didn’t get one.

As he grew in confidence, he decided he could sell some of his items. So that he wasn’t just clogging up their room in the bunker. Dean was all for it. Anything for a bit of extra money. And Cas was making quite a bit of money, enough for them to put some savings away to look at buying a property for their own.

It would be nice to get away from the bunker, and stop mentally scarring Sam every time they were remotely affectionate. Maybe the space could help them move further forward in their relationship. They had spoken in the past about having a family of their own, maybe with a home it was one step closer to becoming a reality.

Things were going well with the new hobby, that was until Dean started doing a bit of ad hoc hunting.

At first, Cas insisted on going with him. Wanting to be there to make sure his husband was safe, knowing he would be able to heal him quickly if he became too injured. But Dean insisted on Cas staying in the bunker, telling him that if they were in too much danger they would call him. As he was still an angel, Dean was confident he would be there in seconds and everything would be fine.

Still Cas worried.

On Deans first night back from a hunt, they were cuddled together under the comforter. Pressing soft little kisses against each others lips, biting gently and massaging to draw out wonderful stuttering noises. Wanting to feel more of his husband, Cas started sliding his lips down Deans neck. Licking and sucking at points, pulling out intoxicating groans. Although lost in the sensations, Deans eyes fluttered open briefly. Wanting to see his husband.

It was then he saw it.

Out the corner of his eye he saw a little soft crocheted creature, a bumble bee with bright yellow and black lines on. The wings were a pure white, soaring high from its back and it had an adorable little smile on his face.

“Erm sweetheart.” Dean said, tapping him lightly on the thigh. The only response a soft ‘hmmm’ against his neck before Cas went back to kissing tenderly. “Sweetheart.” That bought Cas out of his task, he pulled back, looking into his husbands eyes with those beautiful blue lust filled ones.

“Yes handsome?” He asked, hand coming up and gently caressing his cheek. Staring at him with so much affection it was making Deans cheeks heat up.

“What’s that?” Dean asked, pointing over to the table behind Cas. His husband turned around, searching where his eyes were looking. He could see his shoulders jerking a little where he was chuckling to himself.

“It’s a bee.”

“I can see that sweetheart, but…where did it come from?” Now Cas was looking back at his husband, a look of confusion in his eyes.

“I made her.” Ah right, he had obviously graduated from making bedding, clothing and accessories to making tiny little soft toys.

“Her?”

“Yes. She’s called Britney.” Of course he picked the name of a famous pop star to name his little creation. That was so adorably Cas. “Do you like her?”

“She’s very cute Cas.” Dean responded, moving down and taking those lips in his own again. Now he had satisfied his curiosity, he got back to the matter at hand.

With things becoming more dangerous out there, Dean found himself on more and more hunts. Leaving Cas alone in the bunker more frequently. Although Cas insisted he could come with him, Dean still refused.

Every time Dean came back home, he found himself faced with even more bees that Cas had made when he was away. Large ones, tiny ones, medium sized ones. All taking pride of place on the bedside table. Staring at them as they were reacquainting themselves after being away from each other for a short period of time.

It was after the 10th bee he decided he had to say something. When Dean had arrived back, Cas pulled him straight into their bedroom. Pushing him up against the wall and pressing delicate kisses against his neck and shoulders, petting softly down his sides and hips. As he opened his eyes and looked over he noticed the latest addition to the bee family, one that was so large it took up a portion of the bed and was the size of a pillow.

“Cas…Cas.” Dean said gently, pushing his husband away so they could look into each others eyes. “What is going on with the bees?” It wasn’t tactful but he thought he should approach it head on.

“What do you mean?” Cas asked, that confused little lilt in his voice that made Deans heart melt. His husband was truly the most adorable man in the world.

“Well erm…you only seem to make them when I’m away on hunts. I just wondered why I guess?” His husband looked away for a moment; staring over at his little bee family. It was as if he was trying to work out why himself. After nearly 5 minutes he looked back at Dean.

“It’s the only way I can cope when you’re gone.” His eyes were watery from the admission, a stray tear rolled down his cheek, wiped away by Deans calloused thumb as his hand held Cas’s cheek with all the tenderness in the world. He pushed forward and pressed their foreheads together. Cas shut his eyes, breathing in Deans scent for a moment as he composed himself. “I’m so scared when you are away Dean. All I can think about is a call saying you’re hurt or…or worse, you’re…” He couldn’t say the words, stopping as a little hiccup escaped his lips, head dropping to his husbands shoulder. Dean rubbed his husband back, hoping it would sooth him.

“I know sweetheart. I’m fine though, Sammy is with me and I know you’ll be there quickly if anything goes wrong.”

“Why can’t I come with you on these hunts Dean?” He asked, looking back up with glassy eyes. “I’ll feel so much better knowing I was there to help if things went wrong.” Dean understood that, he did. But he had his own reasons for wanting to protect his angel. Sighing he pulled Cas into his chest, arms completely wrapped around his body as he pulled his head into his chest. Swallowing, gaining the courage before speaking.

“Because I’m terrified of losing you Cas. If I get hurt, at least I know you’re around if I need saving. You can get there quickly and heal me. But if somebody has an angel blade, if they get one good shot at you then…that’s it.” He managed to unwrap his hand from his husband, laying it on his chin as he pulled his head back. Tenderly tilting his head up so their eyes were locked again. “And I can’t lose you sweetheart. Not after it took me so long to get you back.” He leant down and nuzzled their noses together before he pressed his forehead against Cas’s again.

“I don’t want you to hunt anymore Dean.” There was so much pain in those words, tears were forming in the back of Deans eyes now. Seeing his husband so vulnerable and scared about his hunting.

“That was my last hunt angel. I promise. I spoke to Sam on the way back and told him I couldn’t do it anymore. I just want to spend the rest of my life with you in safety, not putting myself in danger on hunts.” The relief that flooded Cas’s eyes made Dean smile.

“Thank you Dean.” They pushed together again, lips meeting in a chaste kiss once more.

“No worries angel.” Dean looked around the room at all the crocheted toys. “What are we going to do about all the bees?”

“We’re keeping them Dean. They’re our little bee family. I can’t get rid of them.” Cas said with all the seriousness in the world, causing his husband to laugh hard. Almost doubling over as he did so, loving how adorable and dorky he was at this moment. Cas couldn’t help but smile also.

“Okay, I guess we can have our bee family watch over us then.” Dean said, kissing his husband once more.

Maybe one day, in the distant future, they could pass that little bee family onto their own children.

He could only dream.

[wjehfshs]

Reader who is very sweet and kind, his vibe is " :D ", he is so happy that everyone likes him even valeria, secretly gets special treatment from everyone but doesnt realize it. Also goes along with anything, you just casual lift him up and take him away when he was having a conversation? Ok! Plans change at the last second? Sure, doesnt bother him. Bakes and crochets during his free time and gives the things he created to the people in base. Loved by everyone, everyone also loves him. (Baby of the group, and babied by the group)

Thank you for reading this, take your time, rest if you need to♡

Omg just :D reader

Hyper happy reader, a lot of COD MW/MW2 characters and COD Ghosts characters are in this don’t ask why, even Valeria likes reader, oblivious reader, fluff, platonic, male reader, readers babied and compared to a fairy at some point

On the field you where like any other soldier

But off the field you where the definition of confetti as a person

Everyone just felt this need to protect you

They knew you could take care of yourself but they couldn’t help it

Valeria and Alejandro would regularly argue over who got to pamper you that day

“Ah [name]! I was wondering if you wanted me to run you a bath?”

“Don’t listen to him he would do it right, it would be gross and cold. Let me do it for you!”

For the next 15 minutes they argued in Spanish over who got to run the bath for you

God even Graves loved you

You where the only one who was allowed to cuddle with Ghost and play with his hair

König would let you climb him (maybe or maybe not inspired by another one of my fics lmao)

The thing is you didn’t even realise how much everyone loved you

You knew they loved you, and you loved them but you never knew the extent of it

Normally people would just sit wherever they could during their meals but you had a saved seat

“Leave room for [names] seat”

“Is that seat taken?” “Yeah [name] is sitting there” “what? But he’s in the shooting range?” “[name]. Sits. There”

Keegan would let you use him for piggy back rides

If you wanted you could bother Price all day in his office and he would be more than happy to let you ramble on

Hesh would let you paint different patterns on his face each time he had to go out on a mission

Stars, hearts, stripes, dots, whatever he didn’t care if you pained it on he was wearing it

If someone was mean to you Roach would sign to them, chewing them out for being rude to you, his hands where going so fast you couldn’t even read them

You and Soap where a chaotic duo

Screaming, running around, laughing, and doing stupid shit

Once you where talking to König in a crowded situation, he was starting to get stressed out so he just picked you up, threw you over his shoulder, and walked off with you

You didn’t even stop talking, it was like you didn’t even notice you where now basically 7 ft in the air on a man’s shoulders

Gaz would send you a stupid amount of Tik Toks daily, you would always watch them and get excited

Once for Christmas you went out of your way to knit scarfs for everyone. Like quite literally EVERYONE. You explained you spent the past year on this project

Some of them started crying with how sweet you where

On multiple occasions you would just be in a chair knitting something random

You also crochet most of your own accessories and clothes

“Ah this is so pretty [name]!” Farah told you, feeling the fabric of your crocheted beanie “May I please have one? I’d love to match with you!” She asked

You happily agreed, ecstatic to start the new project

You skipped away to grab your materials happily

You also loved to bake things for people

When it was Soaps birthday you made a cake for him, decorated with sugar flowers and leaves

It was so cute

Everyone was hesitant to eat it because they didn’t want to ruin it

They opted for all taking like 50+ photos each

You where literally a fairy in their eyes

[thesunhatesme]

Day 1 - Cuteness aggression

Wc: 560 Mushy may day one! Tagging @forlorn-crows for their amazing prompt list.

Copia had been working all day long, the pile of paperwork never seeming to end, but his eyes had started mixing words together, so he decided he needed a break. He stood up and stretched his body with a sigh. He decided to tidy up a bit and started cleaning up his desk, the mess was starting to get out of hand. He started by putting all the pens in their designated places and moved on to all the clutter. Throwing away all the rubbish and emptying the trash can.

He started sorting all the finished paperworks in piles and put them in the correct folders and drawers. Then only one pile was left. The one for all the papers he had to put in the paper shredder. He sighed deep, it was so boring shredding paper and he would much rather do something else, anything else.

He found himself walking towards the ghouls' den to see what they were up to. Probably not much, they usually finished their chores quite quickly and then just spent the day doing what they wanted. Mountain usually preferred to stay in the greenhouse, Rain, Dew and Phantom usually played video games, Swiss could be doing anything. Aurora was usually painting or drawing, Cumulus liked to crochet and Cirrus liked reading books.

He pushed the doors open and walked into the living room. On one of the couches Swiss and Dew were sleeping. Copia couldn't see where one ghoul ended and the other starten. They were laying so close together, arms, legs and tails a tangled mess. Their purrs could be heard from where he was standing in the doorway.

He couldn't help but take a picture, two of his wildest and mischievous ghouls cuddling on the couch not causing a single problem. He loved them of course, but it was just so unusual to see them so calm and still.

He decided to resist the urge to grab their faces and squeeze them left them alone and walked into the kitchen. Phantom was sitting on a barstool by the counter, staring at his phone, resting his cheek in his hand.

“What are you doing?” Copia asked him while pulling out a barstool for himself.

“Nothing, I'm so bored” Phantom dramatically sighed as he put his phone down. “What are you doing?”

“I was just taking a break from all the paperwork”

“You need any help?” 

Copia was just about to say no, but then he remembered the pile of shredded paper. That was actually something Phantom could do. “Yes, actually there is, if you want”

Phantom had only been joking when he asked, but he could help if i twas needed, it's not like he had anything better to do. “Oh, okay, sure”

Copia showed him how the machine worked and gave Phantom a pair of ear defenders and all the paper. Phantom found it very interesting. He could just put a paper in it and it got shred to pieces, how could someone ever find that boring. 

Copia, again, resisted the urge to squeeze the cuteness out of him and resorted to take a picture. Phantom was sitting on one of his legs folded under himself and the other up by his head for his chin to rest on. He looked so cute with the big ear defenders on his head and big eyes on the paper shredder.

His ghouls could be a handful, but they were so cute and adorable sometimes that he sometimes didn’t know what to do.

[shyfairies]

Hello! Hope you are doing well! I would love to get a male romantic matchup from you.

So, about me. I am a very shy, introverted girl. I usually go out of my way to avoid social interactions and at times I freeze when I have to go up to talk to someone I don't know very well. But that dosent mean I hate socialising! I get chatty with the people I'm closest with but I still prefer alone time more than anything. I've been told I'm a very sweet but very sensitive person, i also cry very easily. My hobbies are crocheting, reading and listening to music. I have my headphones on so often that I definitely see hearing loss in my future. I'm daydreamer and I zone out a lot of the time, I'm also very introspective and self aware which is my own personal downfall.

My physical attributes:

Female

160cm

I have an hourglass figure

I have long dark brown hair

Hazel eyes

When looking for a partner, I guess I'm looking for someone who is confident and a people person, someone who will balance me out in that regard. Someone who I can read with and talk about anything. Someone who will take the time off day to really listen to me and share their inner most thought with me.

Thank you so much if you take up my request! I really appreciate it!

i match you with...♡

☆Jonathan Joestar☆

i felt deep in my soul that i needed to match you with jonathan

he thinks its so cute that you're shy

i think he's the perfect amount of people person to go with your shyness

when you guys are out in public together he will do all the talking for you

most definitely will order your food for you (and pay ofc)

he's a gentleman!

he loves that he can just wrap you up in his arms, the size difference makes his heart melt

loves loves loves to sit and read with you

even if he loses interest in his book and ends up just looking at you the whole time instead

he just thinks you're the most attractive person in the world

uses petnames like sweetheart, dear, and my beloved

will sit next to you and listen to you talk for hours while gazing at you with the most pure look of love in his eyes

everyone can tell how in love he is with you just from looking at how he looks at you

he'd totally be into slow dancing

wants you to teach him how to crochet (he'd be terrible at it)

would probably only be able to make chains lmao

but he loves to try just so he has an excuse to be with you

he wants you to crochet him a sweater but it takes you forever because he's literally huge

loves to ask what you're daydreaming about

he just wants to know what's on your mind!

when he notices you're sad, he'll come up to you and just hold you, he'll let you cry in his shoulder for as long as you need to, gently caressing your back and kissing the top of your head

SO LOYAL

wants to try to make you breakfast in bed

the toast might be a little bit burnt but you can tell he put effort into it

puts your life before his

you're his world

he is a VERY affectionate man and loves to cuddle

if you're okay with physical touch, he will probably hold you all night long

very much a big spoon, but also enjoys when you full on lay on top of him

will talk you to sleep

he is your biggest supporter and will support you in everything you do

would definitely propose to you like... pretty early on😭

he is SURE he is going to marry you

and honestly, he would be the most faithful, loyal, and loving husband you could have

like seriously you will always be taken care of

lowkey would spoil you so hard🤭

p.s. SORRY THIS WAS SO SAPPYYY😭❤️

[sugarcryztal]

Hi i was wondering if you could do a romantic matchup for genshin! Call me C. i use they/them pronouns and I’m pan. I like being in charge but i love sitting in my room on my phone. I love taking naps to the point my friends make fun of me for it! School grades were pretty horrible but still was class president… Im a bit of a nerd who reads manga and watched one piece but I also do alot of crafty things like drawing and crocheting. I dislike fake people but i don’t get mad or hate anyone very often. Personality wise i try to make people laugh but end up embarrassing myself all the time lol! Tysm :)))

I’ll match you with. . .

Alhaitham !

- HEAR ME OUT WHEN I SAY OPPOSITES ATTRACT PLEASE…

- I imagine you both met at the akademiya when there was this big project between coworkers and he just so happened to be in your group.

- When you took charge you immediately earned his respect, which is not something easily earned! He admired your leadership and talking skills.

- Safe to say that project went swimmingly… At least he thinks.

- But even after the project he still hung out with you. He was still in denial about being in love with you though.

- Once he realizes though, his first instinct is to write a confession letter. He’s better at words through pages rather than face to face given the fact he can be so blunt.

- So one day, when you’re taking a nap at a table in the library, he ever so carefully places an envelope underneath your elbow. Later after you read it and texted him, you guys decided to take it slow.

- Moving on, HIM AS A BOYFRIEND!!!!

- You guys are definitely an indoor couple. While you’re on your phone he’s sitting or laying behind you, one arm around your waist and the other being used to hold a book in his hand to read.

- He can either read to you or with you. It doesn’t matter to him. As long as you’re there.

- While he may be more on the stoic sarcastic side of humanity, but he can show his care in other ways.

- He tidies your room for you.

- Especially your napping spots, he always makes sure to keep them clean in order to let you have a comfortable nap experience.

- Also loves the fact that you’re a napper. Gives him more time to hold you close before he gets rudely interrupted by his roommate, Kaveh, for something meaningless.

- Speaking of Kaveh, what role does he play?

- Because Alhaitham doesn’t really have the same artistic eye as you do, Kaveh is there to fill in that gap!

- At first Kaveh was hesitant to befriend you, not because of anything you did, but because you were dating Alhaitham! Of all people why him?!

- So he assumed you would be the same as Alhaitham, aloof and sarcastic. But… You weren’t! In fact you two got along pretty well once he figured out you’re also into creative hobbies!

- You and Kaveh have arranged days where you guys would meet and share drawings/ideas with each other!

- Kaveh always ends up dragging along Alhaitham to these meet ups because Alhaitham could at least show a bit of interest!

- It’s not that he wasn’t interested, he just loved watching you quietly draw or knit. It was peaceful. He loved watching you show your creations to him with confidence, to which you were always awarded with high praise.

- Alhaitham thinks you’re silly when you try to make him laugh, your foolishness feeds his amusement. Whenever you get embarrassed though, he just subtly smirks and makes a light hearted teasing remark. For the jokes of course!

- If and when you need help studying for things, Alhaitham is always there to lend a hand. Making sure you’re reading the right material, you have the correct notes, etc.

- He also is the one to make sure you don’t get distracted or go on your phone.

It was a quiet and peaceful evening, you were sitting on a comfy arm chair next to a stain glass window Kaveh recently just had installed. The soft sound of pencil dragging along paper lightly being the only noise along with the birds chirping outside. You were sketching out something for a project until you heard the front door open and close softly. You smiled to yourself, immediately recognizing the sound of a coat being shrugged off and footsteps coming closer.

He, your boyfriend Alhaitham, huffed out softly, “Move.” He gently nudged your leg with his foot. You inwardly giggled, standing up for a brief moment as he sat on the chair behind you and lowered you onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around you while leaning down to bury his nose into your hair, your scent intoxicating him with a warm fuzzy feeling of familiarity and relief to finally be home. You two stayed like that. In silence. Enjoying each other’s company.

Until the silence was rudely interrupted with, “Alhaitham let go of them! We need to go to out and look together for good stationary deals!”

Thank you for requesting!

08.21.24

[izanas-wifey]

hi!!

can i request hanma x reader where reader is teaching him how to crochet?

take care!!<33

Hanma Shuji x Reader:Crochet Lesson <3

Admin note: Thank you so much for being my first request! I really hope you enjoy reading this! I hope I didn’t disappoint you. Take care, lovely anon<3

Tw: Fluff, Gender Neutral Reader.

Y/N and Hanma had been dating for a couple of months, which was enough for Shuji to discover his partner’s favourite hobby.

Y/N had always loved the soothing sensation that came with crocheting. They enjoyed the sound of the hook pulling through the yarn, the gentle clicking as each stitch was completed.

One day, while they were simply hanging out in their shared apartment, they noticed Hanma looking somewhat stressed. Y/N knew that feeling all too well and decided to introduce him to the world of crocheting.

Hanma was initially skeptical. He had never been one for anything artistic or crafty, but Y/N persisted. They showed him how to hold the hook and yarn, and how to make a simple chain stitch.

To their surprise, Hanma took to it quickly. He had a natural talent for the precise movements required for crocheting, and soon he was making rows of single crochet with ease.

Y/N was thrilled to see him getting into it. They brought out a selection of brightly colored yarns and let Hanma choose the ones he liked best. Soon, it felt as if he had become better at this than Y/N, his fingers deftly moving over the hook as he worked on his latest creation.

As they worked, they chatted, laughed and looked back to different pleasant memories. Y/N found out that Hanma had a secret love of cute things, despite his tough exterior.

"I never would have guessed," Y/N said, teasingly.

Hanma rolled his eyes out of slight embarrassment, but didn't deny it nonetheless. "I can't help it," he said with a small smirk forming on his face. "I think cute things are...well, cute."

Y/N chuckled. "I know what you mean," they said. "That's why I love making little animals and stuffed toys with crochet. They're just so adorable!"

As the afternoon turned into evening, they had created a whole collection of cute little crocheted animals, each with their own personality and quirks. Hanma had even made a few of his own, much to his surprise.

"This is really fun," he said, grinning from ear to ear. "I didn't think I could do something like this."

Y/N smiled at him, feeling a warmth in their chest. "I knew you could," they said. "You just needed to give it a chance."

And with that, they settled back into their crocheting, content in each other's company and the comfort of the rhythmic movements of their hooks and yarn. As the night grew darker, Hanma wrapped himself in the scarf he had made for himself, feeling a sense of accomplishment and pride.

"Thanks for this," he said, looking at Y/N with gratitude as he smirked. "Who knew that the reaper would be enjoying this?" He chuckled.

Y/N smiled back, feeling happy to have been able to bring a little bit of joy into Hanma's day. They knew that crocheting would always be a special hobby for them, a way to connect with others and bring a little bit of happiness into the world. And it sure made them feel more content when their small hobby brought the two closer.

©Izanas-Wifey on tumblr. 2023.

[fuckyeahfightlock]

My scary movie today was one I could have on kind of in the background while I crocheted. I didn't want to have to read subtitles or really even follow a new story, so I did a rewatch of Misery.

Oh, wait, I forgot--I did start a different movie, Don't Move, because I have been seeing buzz about it. But fifteen minutes in, it just felt like a woman-escaping-from-a-man-trying-to-kill-her movie with nothing else to offer despite its high concept premise (he injects her with a paralytic drug that will take 20 minutes to fully work, then lets her try to escape through the woods). There's ultra-minimal character development in the opening scene, I did not care about either of them. In fact, I was annoyed that she was the grieving mother of a dead child but it was treated as casually as sinking the parents' ship in Disn3y's Frozen; dead babies is the new dead parents as shorthand for trauma, I guess. He was neither charming nor frightening, and I just wished she was jogging through the forest away from a bear instead of this basic, boring guy. Men want to kill us, believe me we get it.

I was tempted to not even write anything about Misery because it's one "everyone" has seen, but it does occur to me it came out in 1990 so people 20 or more years younger than me are actually pretty likely not to have seen it.

Misery is an adaptation of a Stephen King novel, wherein author Paul Sheldon (James Caan) crashes his car on an isolated, snowy mountain road, and is rescued by "his number one fan!," original stan Annie Wilkes (Kathy Bates). When Annie discovers Paul's latest book in the series he hates writing, Misery's Child, kills off the titular Misery Chastain, Annie is not going to put up with that cock-a-doodie nonsense, so using everything in her ex-baby-murdering-nurse arsenal to keep him trapped in her house (addicting him to pain meds in addition to his two broken legs and one broken arm, locking him in his room, threatening him with a gun), Annie forces Paul to write another Misery book, to right the wrongs he has done. Meanwhile , over the course of a month or two of imprisonment, he does what he can to escape.

This was Kathy Bates' big debut film (written by William Goldman [The Princess Bride] and directed by Rob Reiner [When Harry Met Sally. . .]), and at the time it was considered newsworthy that a short, stout, plain-faced woman could come out of nowhere and get nominated for an Oscar (I'm sure she was a well-trained, working actor, but you know the typical 7-year-long "overnight success" story. Or maybe you don't because now everyone has a TV studio in her purse and can get famous just by drunkenly making a blow-job noise. But once upon a time many famous people became famous "overnight" after having worked in their field for several unacknowledged years.). In even bigger news, she won that Oscar. Deservedly so; Annie is by turns sympathetic, odd, off-putting, and downright scary, but Bates does not oversell it. It's a very believable, nuanced performance.

James Caan is doing his James Caan thing, which is to say he seems like an everyman, no genius but no dummy, capable but hindered. All I could think of while watching Misery was director Jon Favreau talking about what a super-serious, cocky asshole (my words) Caan was on the set of Elf. It's amazing what shitty behaviour famous people can get away with--Favreau spoke as if being an above-it-all dick made Caan cooler. But shouldn't that just make him a dick?

Anyway, in some moments the score seems to interfere (in that era there was still a lot of score in every scene of every movie, and it was just normal orchestral music, for the most part, none of the dissonant thundering tones that are the too-much soundtrack in today's horror movie landscape)--a pivotal scene depicting Annie's slide into depression is frightening to watch but also had distracting music playing under it. This film would look and sound much different if it were made in the 2020s. And with the current raft of horror remakes, I'm sure it will.

Misery has some scares and some (medical-grade) gore, and it's creepy and tense, but it's not a horror movie. It's a psychological thriller. So if you like a tense thriller with fantastic acting and a compelling story, and you haven't seen Misery, do yrself a favour.

[quillinhand]

An Obligatory(late) Intro Post

Hi!!!

I'm Quill! I told myself I'd post this after I update my WIP, so now that I finally did that- read on for a description of who I am, what I post, and a vague idea of what I want on this blog.

Who Am I?

I'm desi Canadian. I speak Tamil(my native language) I can understand French somewhat, and I like to think I understand basic Korean(Update: I absolutely do not 😭). English is my second language, so if you find something clunkily worded or weirdly written, blame it on that.

I'm bi and I use she/they pronouns, and if you could use both pronouns equally, that would be reallyy great.

Personality-wise, I like to think I'm somewhere between Hermione Granger mixed in with Luna Lovegood dumped into Annabeth Chase and then infused with the personality of Ron Weasley. I'm messy and do not stay on topic, and I prioritize being kind. If those are things you like, I'm sure we're going to be great friends. If they aren't, still, just stay kind. That would mean a whole lot to me. ♡

What do I post?

Is this a Harry Potter blog? Is this not a Harry Potter blog? That is the question.

It isn't actually. (I like to think I'm funny) This blog is basically a dumping ground for my hobbies and obsessions, which include, but aren't limited to- writing, drawing, crocheting, singing, and general screaming at the unfairness of life and other bullshit. I become obsessed with fandoms and the odd kdrama frequently often, so every now and then prepare to see random content because I can't be bothered to actually use the sideblogs I made.

Harry Potter is among the list of fandoms I have oPiNiOns in, and therefore, something you're bound to see. Nothing I can do about that, sorry!

Other than that, I post and reblog content about PJO, Grishaverse, MCU, and a shit ton of kdramas you've never heard of and will now know obscure details about.

I have too many ships to list and will read anything, so.

I also reblog fundraisers from the vetted asks I receive.

Organization is a myth. You will not find anything on here. I post randomly and I reblog excessively.

DNI's.... uhhhh, not really.

I'm not really a huge fan of DNIs. Or anything else of the variety, because they're mean in a really useless sort of way, and I'm not into that. I just want this to be a fun and kind space to talk about what I like and do and chill w my moots and other incredibly smart people. This is a welcome space for everyone who wants it to be welcome and kind to everybody. That being said: bigotry and other toxic bullshit is not welcome and you will be picked to shreds and immediately blocked if you do decide to bring it on here.

Other than that, if what I post is your thing, scroll on! If it isn't, click the close or block button and I hope you have a wonderful day.

[silentgravesdontexist]

Hey! How are you? Alright, I do have some questions:

-what are your main hobbies/interests?

-are there any particular reasons why you like Ace?

-what's a skill you'd really like to learn?

I could ask you so many questions, but let's start with these. You know, I'd really like to be your friend, I like you very much!

Hiii! I'm doing alright (for now)...Anyways!

1. What are your main hobbies/interests?

Thank you for clarifying the “main” part bc I have too many hobbies honestly HAHAHA

Writing

Totally not obvious that I’m obsessed with it lol. But I do specifically like writing poems and proses. The fanfics and drabbles are a recent thing!

Reading

I read just about anything honestly. Novels, mangas, webtoon, non-fiction/fiction, poems, and whatever else. The same goes for genre! Romance, action, fantasy, self-help, or whatever else!

Drawing

Just picked this up recently. I barely get enough time to practice nowadays. My inner critique can get in the way sometimes too (T ^ T)

Crochet

A bit on pause since I’m busy and yarn is expensive. But I’ve made flowers, plushies, and bags using crochet! Currently, I made a crocheted bouquet of flowers for a friend's birthday~

Early Morning Walks

I dunno if this can be called as a hobby but I love doing it. 5AM kind of early morning too. It actually has a sentimental meaning to me that I hate it when someone disrupts me when I go for walks.

Also, I don't go on early morning walks with other people. Just me, myself, and I.

2. Are there any particular reasons why you like Ace?

His smile (How sappy and cliche, I know)

On a serious note, I’m being honest. That man smile on screen and I just went “…oh, fuck—“ bc I knew he was doomed.

Also, I have a thing for honest, confident, and kind older brothers ehe. I had similar crushes such as Choso and Rengoku but Ace still comes up on top (always has).

This is a very short summary but that’s honestly the main gist!

3. What’s a skill you’d like to learn?

I dunno if it was obvious in the first question but I like hobbies that are related to handwork. Not sure if these still count as the skills you’re asking about but I guess these:

Embroidery

Sign Language

Gardening

Coding

Playing the guitar/piano

Reading social cues (I’m horrible at this that its not even funny—)

I hope you got the answers you were looking for! If you'd like, you can just message me more. I'd love to be your friend as well hehe🫶

[emeritus-fuckers]

Hi! 👋 sending this for the match-up event

1. Identity

I use She/her pronouns, I’m pansexual, I do tend to have a soft spot for broken/villain characters, I’m 24 years old

2. Love my four papas ❤️✨

3. I love a gothic and fall aesthetic (everyday should be Halloween 🎃), im more or slightly more on the chubbier side of the scale, I’m 5’1, olive skin, dark hair and brown eyes

4. 100000% introvert, super affectionate with my friends (we live for cuddles), somewhat traumatic past in romantic relationships (but I’m in a better place now), I consider myself passionate and kind

5. I love to read, rock music, gardening, I make amigurumis (crochet), and I’m learning about the Wicca culture, I speak Spanish, English, so I can grasp the idea of some Italian words and sentences

I have 4 tattoos (dragonfly in my left shoulder, 4 roses and a & sign with lyrics of Of mice and men in my right side rib, 2 koi fish making a circle in my upper thigh and a flower crown eve in a crayon style 2cm above my left ankle) I also love to watch series and movies 🎥 🍿

This post is part of the 1000 followers match up event. Entries for the event are now closed.

Your match is...Papa Emeritus III

You caught Terzo's eye a few months earlier while he was still performing as the frontman of Ghost. He had intended to speak to you in the garden, and give you a rose from Primo's greenhouse. Sadly he never got the chance as he was dragged of stage at the end of that tour.

After that he just didn't have it in him. He still saw you and he yearned to speak you. But he just felt so deflated and embrassed. He wasn't even really Papa anymore in his eyes. Terzo sat on a bench in the garden head in his hands.

"Terzo" Primo sunk down next to him "you are still a Papa" The man just seemed to read his mind. "But she is perfect for you. She helps me in the garden sometimes. She is kind and passionate, you'd really like her."

"hmm" Terzo just muttered and looked up in time to see you walking past with a bag full of leaves you'd swept up. Its a beautiful crisp fall morning with orange and red leaves falling all around. Nihil hobbles past, shaking his head at Terzo which only annoys him more. So in that moment Terzo decides to finally go and talk to you.

Later that day you are sat crocheting in the cozy cafe when someone settles down on the sofa next to you. "Sorry err to disturb you cara" You look over to see Terzo sat there leg crossed over the other casually drinking an esspresso. He has the confident smile plastered on his face, but you can see in his eyes he is nervous. "I wondered if you would want to come with me to a meal tonight... it would be nice no?"

You agree and even though he is much quieter than usual at the start he soon opens up. You end up talking a lot about movies and TV series. He also admires that you can speak multiple languages and he offers to teach you Italian if you want to learn.

Whenever he is with you, he is much brighter, it's like the fires of hell have finally reignited in his eyes. He is very respctful and charming around you. He is very open and honest with you, for him he finally has a partner he can confide in and be himself with. He is very understanding about your past, you can talk to him about it anytime. He will do everything he can to try and help you to heal further and to make sure he doesn't do anything that could remind you of that past.

One evening he asks about your tattoos, he is really facinated by them. As you tell him the stories behind them he lightly traces his fingers over them.

~

Written by Nyx

[eternalwritess]

Hi there! If it's still open, I'd like to have a Hazbin Hotel matchup, if it's okay :')

INFJ-T || Enneagram 2w1 || Straight female || she/her || 5'4" height || prefers male || light or platonic love for this one.

Personality:

People mistake me for being extroverted when I'm introverted by nature. I count myself as Ambivert, but leaning more to the introverted side. I tend to be very quiet to the point of socially awkward. Depending on the person, I become guarded with people who I feel I don't trust. I'm good at reading people. When they get to know me longer, they'll find me unusually talkative and fun-loving. I would share ideas/advice when needed. I love to treat my friends and family out to places, if finances allow. I love my family and friends with my life to the point of being overprotective. I tend to become embarrassed when I'm given a gift, since I'm used to being the one giving gifts. I tend to roast people without even meaning to/without me realizing it.

Weaknesses: I have very low self-esteem. I tend to get jealous when someone hangs out with my s/o, though I'm working on to be more confident and more trusting with them. Whenever I have concerns, I have a hard time sharing it with my s/o and end up bottling it inside. I get anxious real easily and get overwhelmed when multi-tasking. Deep down: I'm an empath, so others' feelings become my own. When people need help, I wouldn't hesitate to help or to comfort them; and I would feel guilty if I feel that I didn't contribute enough. Despite being anxious, I would do my best to make sure that my s/o or other loved ones that they're alright before attending to myself. Love language: Quality time, acts of service, and words of affirmation. If it's something physical, hugs and occasional kisses on the cheek.

My Type: Though it's rare, I'd love someone who would know what I feel/think -- like there's a connection between us. Because I tend to be anxious most of the time, I'd like someone who can reassure me and be patient with me, my rants, and panic moments. I'd like someone who would let me care for them, as they care for me. I'd like someone who values communication and honesty. I'd like someone who could help me come out of my shell little by little.

Likes: Harmony, nature, peace and quiet, wholesome videos/photos, sweets/desserts, puzzles, musicals

Dislikes: Violence, bullying, unfairness, being told of the same problem repeatedly, being lied to (may it be for good reason or not), being ignored, sheep mentality, toxic communities, manipulative people

Hobbies: Drawing, reading, listening to music, ice skating, hanging out with family and friends, sleeping, doing handicrafts (like crocheting, loom knitting and sculpting) and homemade gifts, and walking through nature.

Interests: Adventure, travel, mystery, magic, paranormal, and anything vintage.

Aesthetics: I jump between Vintage, Light Academia, and Cottagecore, depending on the mood. I hope this info helps ;_;

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙…

𝓢𝓲𝓻 𝓟𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓼!

Quite honestly I was thinking Angel Dust at first but thought the snake boy might be better-

So lets get started!!

You both likely met at the hotel and he thought you were being extroverted since that's common, because of that he would commonly go up to you and strike up a conversation.

He at first did this to try and make progress with his redemption and try and help you with yours but soon it became that he just liked hanging out with you

"Sooo... how are you doing this evening ma'am?"

Even though you were quiet with him at first that didn't stop him from interacting and talking with you... mainly because his egg boys would NOT leave you alone.

They would constantly run into your room and around you when he would try and catch them and get them to stop

Afterwards he would apologize to you and tip his hat asking for forgiveness

"I am ssssooo sorry, they get quite rambunctious at times,"

Slowly you would begin to warm up to him and he would start to show you all of his new inventions and such

He didn't mind you randomly getting talkative, in fact he would be absolutely ecstatic over it since he just made a new friend

When you give him something he feels like he needs to repay it back and will make something for you in return

"Here you go! I made it mysself!!"

If you're ever dealing with low self esteem he's there for you all of the way and will talk you up no matter what, although he isn't the best at comforting at times so maybe keep that in mind

To cheer you up he might give you something that he made along with random gifts or things that he thought was cool

Of course when you get embarrassed over this he thinks that he's doing something right and will keep doing so

Whenever you bottle something inside and he notices he goes back to one thing... gifts, constantly leaving them at your doorstep until you're ready to talk.

He'll also sneak them into random places as well hoping that they'll make you feel better.

Sorry this took so long-

also... I'm starting to get on everyone's matchups! They are closed for now but that's just until I clear my inbox of them, please understand <3

[ithinkabouttzu]

Hi! Omg I love your BoB ship requests so much could I ask for one? She/her pronouns. I’m 5’2, half polish jew/half irish with dark wavy shoulder length hair. I’m studying to be a school librarian. I love reading obviously and I like writing stories, but I also love the outdoors and going for walks and hikes when I can! I like baking and doing crafts like crochet too. I listen to a lot of country music and mid-2000s pop-rock, and of course Taylor Swift (my favorite TS song is the lakes). I’m definitely an INFP – I prefer quiet nights in and small gatherings with close friends to parties or nightclubs lol, I can get a little anxious and overwhelmed around too many people esp if I don’t know them. I can take awhile to open up to new people, but I really have a big heart and I care a lot about the people around me. I don’t talk about myself much so it can be hard to tell people when I’m going through a tough time, especially since I’m outwardly normally very optimistic and positive. I am a taurus which means I can be very stubborn sometimes too lol my whole family will say so. I’m very close with my siblings and mom and grandma, family is v important to me! I’m not so much the mom-friend as I am the mom-sister. I’m very supportive to others but find it hard to ask for support myself lol. In group settings I never set out wanting to be a leader but when it’s clear someone needs to take charge and come up with a plan I will be the one to do it when no one else will. I can get awkward and nervous about people I have a crush on but if I know they like me back I get so relaxed and comfortable around them.

Thank you for your request hon! I hope you enjoy! Also I love “The Lakes” too omg 🥹💗

I ship you with..

Don Malarkey!

Song recommendation: All Of The Girls You Loved Before - Taylor Swift

- Omg you guys would actually be so cute together 🤭

- When he first met you, he would find you so angelic, like a literal angel oh my goodness, like he would get so nervous and cute when you’re around, he can’t help but blush every time you smile at him

- And don’t even get me started on how much he is in love with your personality, like when he talks to you he gets so happy because you are honestly just one of the best people to have convos with for sure

- I think you guys would start out more like good friends instead of a relationship at first, he’d always make little passes towards you or maybe flirted with you every once and a while but you never took it seriously, thinking he was just joking with you, until one time he got a little tipsy and confessed his strong feelings to you

- You would be so shocked that he said that to you that you would tell him that you guys can just resurface the topic in the morning, when you guys did he was EMBARRASSED, and he would admit tho that he did feel that way about you and if you didn’t reciprocate those feelings that would be completely fine.

- And both of you even each other out so well, like you’re more calm, and he’s more energetic but you guys still blend out with each others personalities so well. Like you guys really are bestfriends in couple form fr

- He’s honestly such a sweetheart when it comes to you, if you need anything ever, he’s got it for you 100%, not to mention how caring he is for you and will never let you take on any mental or physical stress, he will always be there to help you

- Not to mention how kind and reassuring he is with you, he never makes you feel like you aren’t good enough and he will remind you again and again how much he loves and cares for you (his communication with you is so amazing omg)

- Both of you are very family oriented and loves spending time with both of your guys’ families. He falls in love with you all over again when he sees how nice you are with his family and how natural it feels with all of you guys hanging out, plus if he ever sees you spending time with his nieces and nephews, he gets baby fever so bad oml 😭

- When you tell him that you’re going to be a librarian his reaction is so funny, he’s just like, “Well hon you’re the prettiest librarian i’ve ever seen” LOL, and he’s so attentive when it comes to things you like and enjoy, like reading for example, he knows how much you like it and will end up buying you like 10 books that he thinks you’ll like just bc (he’s so cute omg)

- Both of you also love going out and spending time outside together too, Maybe a picnic, or just a hike outside but either way you guys know how to have fun outdoors!

- I also think you guys would be the type of couple who honestly has the most spontaneous and just a whole variety of dates that you guys go one, like one weekend it might be a date to a flower farm with a picnic afterwards, or maybe a date to the arcade and a movie afterwards, dates you guys plan would be sooo fun

- He loves how caring and loving you are to others, he thinks you are such wifey material omg, with that being said, he always makes sure you are taken care of too and you aren’t pushing yourself too hard, overtime he can usually tell when you get anxious or overwhelmed, or even if you are just having a bad day, when he does notice you’re having one of those days he’s so sweet and caring though, like he will spoil you that whole day, doing whatever you want to do, giving you massages, a warm bath, and a mandatory rest day for your mental health.

- Both if you have this positive energy that could light up any room, like you guys are the sunshine couple for sure, I think when other people are in need of a good pick me up, they go hangout with you guys bc you make them feel so much better!

- Oh let me tell you how much he is absolutely in love with your baking so much, like make him some brownies and he will be an angel to you for the whole entire week

- Let me tell you how I think you guys would be amazing at hosting little get togethers, whether it’s with family or friends, you guys are just so friendly and y’all would definitely have one of those warm and welcoming homes that are just perfect for hanging out in

- He thinks your height is so cute 😭, like the urge to just pick you up and swing you over his shoulder is so strong. You are absolutely adorable to him

- One thing you’ll learn about him, is that he is the BEST cuddler in the whole world, like when you guys are having a date night in, he will just snuggle with you on the couch and you IMMEDIATELY get sleepy when he does, like don’t even get me started on how he is the best person to cuddle with

- Just in general the is the best boy for you ever! like you guys just make sense together and y’all are so so cute together like oh my goodness! 😭